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Mc inserts x TWST characters (Part two)(Part three)

(basically non-yuu pairings I think about instead of my inbox :p)

Ignyhide vice!Mc x Jamil Viper

Mc is probably twisted from one of the little demon goons, and it makes your contrast with Jamil charmingly obvious. You’re both vices in the basketball club with an outside connection to your wardens (you figured a physical activity’ll ward Idia’s eye away) and you both hate your jobs to a comedic degree. The connection is actually really sweet and subtle!! Atleast until book 6 when Mc is complaining about their ego trippy boss while basically eating out of Jamil’s hand, feeding him information like the layout and hierarchy of styx,, as Idia’s super exclusive assistant it’s only fair to give your guests a full tour!

“geez! And he just gets so flippy-floppy, yknow? He’s got this thing about energy drinks now so I’ve been diluting them, it’s such a pain!”

“It might just be a defect with housewardens. Have you ever heard of the incompetency theory?”

Card soldier!Mc x Malleus Draconia

okay picture this- Mc is comepletely wasted and coming off the high from a holiday party that was totally killer. You wander into the woods past campus and find yourself at a little abandoned cottage, it’s like 100% cozy enough to chill in before stumbling back to the dorms. You continue heading there for pregames/drunken shenanigans, meeting up with some hot guy that hangs around sometimes. You’re fully blindsided when your “little buddy” is kicking heartslabyul ass during a spelldrive tourney..

“Yoooooo, Mally, you must be really fun at parties. Want ta’ go with me?”

“I can’t say I’ve ever been invited to a “rager” before, but it sounds.. enjoyable. I accept.”

Ignyhide freshman!Mc x Deuce Spade

You’re a shaking mess during your first track meet. It’s a graduation requirement to take at least one gym class before the end of freshman year, and you’d rather die than take flight class with all those scary seniors!! Your vice had enough sense to convince you into not dropping out, he’d said that “track is low stress!” And “you’ll enjoy it” >:( you can’t believe he’d lie to your face like that!! (Is this the AI revolution??) You guess it’s not too bad though, you’ve even started strength training with a new friend. He’s a little short tempered, but it could be a lot worse.

“hey, I had no idea ignyhide kids were into track! I thought it’d be too much sun,,”

“We’re not vampires. I wouldn’t clown on you for the tea in your thermos, so lay off.. heh, there’s totally a dormouse in there.”

Scarabia housewarden!Mc x Leona Kingscholar

It’s pretty rare to see Leona of all people in your reserved pool chair, but plenty of weird stuff’s happened during your senior case study. You’re this close to getting your big shiny diploma- and a little rest now and then won’t hurt anybody! Savanaclaw’s housewarden has only had his position since last year, and you’ve held yours through all four. After knowing of each other for so long, it’s only logical that you’d become good friends! (Not that he calls you that)

“So you’re graduating, huh? Hope that brat you chose’ll fill your shoes, you’ve worked pretty hard.”

“awh, you’re such a sap,, I’m sure you’ll like Kalim, he’s no idiot. I promise to visit whenever you decide to graduate, but it’ll be a lot easier if i get that job in the castle!”

Octavinelle sophmore!Mc x Jack Howl

Poor Jack has to deal with everyone else’s business on top of his own education, when does he get a break? That ramshackle prefect’s looking for leads on how to beat those twins in the water, and only one face comes to mind. You’re his coworker at his temp job, and you owe him a favour (atleast from your perspective, he doesn’t hold it over your head) because with your grades Azul’s got it out for you. He’s begging for you to help him out- and who are you to deny those puppy eyes?

“Jack you can’t tell him! The housewarden’ll make me quit, I need this job! :(((“

“woah, it’s not like I’m gonna blackmail you.. what kind of guy do you think I am?”

Savanaclaw freshman!Mc x Epel Felmier

You’re lost, stressed and so confused in your first year :( it feels like everything is going wrong all the time!! It’s probably like 10x worse because you’re very tall and so built, but nobody cares to peer up at the cute giraffe ears on your head! You’ve been challenged by so. many. seniors. (and you win against all of them, you’re no pushover) but you’re tired of the beef. Epel just thinks you’re the coolest person in the room, and is always saying he wants to get freaky fridayed with you. But he doesn’t get the struggle!! Atleast Jack cares enough to tell him you’re just not liking it at school, and it makes Epel kick into action- he’s not letting you drop out, so please wait until he transfers!!

Pomefiore Junior!Mc x Rook Hunt

You’re convinced that Rook c. Hunt is the worst guy in all of twisted wonderland (C for creep)! And it SUCKS because he went from your rebellious savanaclaw boytoy to.. whatever he is. (How’d you miss the warning signs when you were tongueing him??) You can always see his stupid bob in your peripheral- but you’ve rationalized that if you watch him, then he only sees what you want him to see! It’s keeping your friends close and your enemies closer, just until graduation. And it does work, until you realize you’ve given Rook an inch that he’s turned into a mile. You’ll probably never get rid of him now, but what’s the point anymore?

“Ah, mon cher! You always enchant me with your passionate gaze, I’m honoured to be the object of your attention!”

“uh.. sure thing, hon. Whatever you say.”

Diasomnia Senior!Mc x Idia Shroud

You’re a highly educated noble from the mysterious land of Briar Valley. You are poised, weirdly formal, and utterly incompetent with your newest area of study- contemporary technology. You’ve tried to convince yourself that it’s pointless, they don’t even use it at home! But if you want to travel anytime before the collapse of human civilization, it must be done. you’re insatiable with your thirst for knowledge, and completely enamoured with having first hand experience with every era of mortal tech. It also happens to be almost impossible to revive your “Kno-Keya” once it has decided to die. That is where Idia Shroud comes in.

“In exchange for the revival of my electronic mailing device i am willing to offer an extensive dowry befitting of your station and technological necromancy skill. Will it suffice?”

“I literally only charged your phone, uh.. WOAH, A DOWRY?? I don’t have the space for five horses!! I’m totally not prepped for the marriage route, I haven’t seen the wiki yet!”

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From ZZ to AA

Zhi Zhāng was worried. He had been sent to Lagos because there were “problems” there. No one from the party had been able to tell him what kind of problems they were. Perhaps it had something to do with some kind of new pandemic. In any case, he had been vaccinated again shortly before departure. He had not been told what it was for. He had not asked. He was used to doing what he was told. “Zhi” meant ambition, and Zhi was ambitious. But he was also smart enough to know when it was better to hold back. A party secretary had given him his travel documents. He usually traveled economy, but this time he had a business class ticket. Zhi thought that was a good sign. And the flight with Ethiopian had been more than pleasant. But that was where it ended at the airport in Lagos. Instead of a limousine, a rather rickety taxi was waiting for him.

The taxi driver was a young man who obviously spoke very little English. But he talked a lot. Zhi didn't understand a word. At first. But eventually he began to understand a few words here and there. The man spoke Yoruba. No surprise in this region. Of course, Zhi hardly spoke the language. But during the ride, he learned to understand it. Amazingly quickly. And when he said goodbye with “O dabọ,” the taxi driver almost threw his arms around him with joy.

If the taxi ride was a disappointment, the hotel room was a disaster. A local hotel, very simple, far away from the glittering palaces of the chain hotels. All kinds of languages could be heard in the area, but no English and certainly no Chinese. With great difficulty, Zhi explained that a room should be reserved for him. The man at the reception desk said it was rare for business travelers to stay at his hotel. And even rarer for someone who wasn't from here to speak Yoruba so well. Zhi thanked him. He said that his grandfather was from Ibadan and had emigrated to Shanghai a long time ago as part of a student exchange program. And while his mother had grown up trilingual, he, Zhi, had at least picked up a few words of the language of his African ancestors.

Among the few amenities in his room were two small bottles of water. Zhi could only hope that they contained fresh mineral water. But in the end, he didn't care. He was terribly thirsty. It was hot and stuffy. The air conditioning was broken. Or maybe there was just no electricity. Zhi took off his shirt and jacket. The water felt good. He wanted to change. That was his suitcase. That was his combination for the lock. But inside were not his clothes. No suits, no shirts. T-shirts, sweatpants… All visibly worn, but clean. But not his. He didn't care. He put on sweatpants, flip-flops, and a T-shirt. He needed something cold to drink. And even though he had quit years ago, he desperately needed cigarettes. He went out onto the street. Diagonally across the street was a 24/7. He would find what he needed there. He grabbed a six-pack of local beer and a pack of cigarettes. Shit, did they accept his credit cards here? He pulled out a First Bank of Nigeria bank card. Issued to Adebayo Zhāng. His mother had insisted that he bear the name of his grandfather from her homeland. And he bore the name with pride! And what an absurd thought that this card would not be accepted here.

Back at the hotel, Olakunde was already waiting for him excitedly at the reception desk. “Ade, you have a visitor. Looks important. Waiting for you in the back office!” Adebayo wasn't expecting anyone. But he was here because of those Chinese guys. Presumably, this was one of them. He went into the back room. A small, elderly gentleman in a sweaty polyester suit was waiting for him. “Adebayo Abdullahi? Pleased to meet you.” Adebayo replied in broken Chinese that the pleasure was all his. And he offered the man a beer, which he declined. Adebayo lit a cigarette and asked what this was about. “Well, we don't often bother to welcome new employees in person. You understand, the effort involved is enormous. The flight to Shanghai takes almost 20 hours.” Adebayo nodded, even though he had never flown himself. "But you know, it's not often that you find good people here who also speak Chinese. That's why we want to make you a personal offer. You'll be our jack of all trades here. Driver when people from the party come to Lagos, errand boy. Debt collector when necessary. We pay $800 a month. And there's a welcome bonus of $10,000." Adebayo felt dizzy. That was an unimaginable amount of money. For little work. Just because he was lucky enough to be able to read and write, not only in Yoruba and English but also a little in Cantonese. He said he felt very honored and would gladly accept the generous offer. He had to control himself when the Chinese man began counting freshly printed dollar bills on the table.

Adebayo had never heard the name Zhi Zhāng before in his life. Nor had anyone else, at least no one would admit to it. In any case, there was no party member of that name in the files and registers in Beijing. And there was no one of that name on the passenger lists of the last few weeks either. Adebayo's initials were AA. He was as far away from ZZ as you could possibly be. And since he didn't know that, he didn't care at all!

Inspiration through @begon1

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Satang wears Prada

Note: please this is all just a fantasy for reading, if you don't like my previous work, please simply don't read.

Black obsidian flickering, archetypal, platonic forms rendered and brute cartography.

Grace and elegance rendered in stark colourlessness, the form unified, undivided, eternal, the flashing now, always.

My silhouette, my image, my person has been all over screens, monitors, magazine covers, and newspaper clippings for over ten years, but I still got excited when invited to present at such an event like the Prada Fashion Show.

The crowd at the Haneda Airport was surrounding me and the few members of my staff; I felt like I was being swallowed by a sea of humanity. The noise of the crowd, the clicking sound of the cameras, the flashes that lit my eyes, the sound of people screaming my name, was like a huge wave that hit me directly at the centre of my chest.

“Sana! Sana! Sana!”

The screams of the fans were loud and deafening.

The security managed to create a safe corridor, in between two seas of people, for me and my staff to pass through. Kaori, my personal assistant, was holding hands with the most precious treasure in my life, my son. I had him seven years ago using the assisted insemination procedure; I had kept his existence a secret from my fans and the public's eyes. Only the people who I trusted knew about him, and they were very few. 

Once in a secluded area of the VIP lounge, he ran to sit on my lap, wrapping his little arms around my neck, hugging me tight. I could feel his heart beating like a wild bird trapped inside his chest. I felt like I would burst out crying.

“Mum, do I have to sit on your lap on the plane?" he asked, looking nervous.

"Yes." I answered, "The seat is too big for you, and you are still small."

I ruffled his messy hair, making his blue eyes roll into the back of his head in a cute manner that made my heart melt like the sun touching the snow. I stood up, and he stayed in my arms like a monkey, hugging my neck.

A flight attendant led us toward the business class where a private suite had been reserved for us.

Once inside, I set him down in my lap and put on my seatbelt; he was so tiny compared to me, and the seat looked too big for him, like a giant bed. I had to hold him close to me so he wouldn't disappear somewhere in the huge space of the seat. The flight attendant smiled kindly at us as she offered us a drink.

My son nestled his head in the crook of my neck and yawned. “Mum."

“Yes." I answered.

"Are you sure that the flight will be okay?" he asked me.

I opened my eyes and looked at him; his blue eyes looked worried. He was still a little kid, and it was cute to see him concerned for no reason.

"Yes, I am.” I replied. "Do you want to rest your head on my boobies?" 

I was well aware that he had a thing for them; he often hugged me or laid his head on them. I was not embarrassed by it at all. I found it funny and sweet; my son loved me a lot. 

He nodded, and I lowered the top of my dress to expose my cleavage. He buried his face in the valley in between my tits.

"So soft.” he purred adorably. "Your boobies are so big.” he added.

I giggled and caressed his head. He was the sweetest person I knew. "Baby, do your thing and try to sleep." I locked the sliding door of our cabin and fully exposed my breasts for him; my nipples were hardening under his hot breath. His small hands cupped both of them, kneading them and playing with my nipples.

My pussy was getting wet, and I was feeling myself getting turned on by my son's actions. I closed my eyes to avoid looking at him and moaned softly. I didn't want him to know that he was turning me on like that. But I liked this kind of playtime. 

His mouth opened, and he sucked at my nipples; the suction felt good against my skin. He latched on to them, sucking one nipple after the other.

"That feels good." I moaned.

My son looked up at me and smiled. “Excellent." he stated. "I always do my best to please you." 

He went back to sucking at my tits until he fell asleep. His mouth was still attached to them, his hands cupping them.

My make-up artist peeked inside, and I waved at her. She smiled and shook her head before closing the door again. I chuckled at her reaction; she loved him a lot.

I let my son sleep on my tits while I rested my eyes. I wasn't falling asleep; I was just resting a little bit. I was still tired, but I didn't mind. I loved spending time with my baby.

After a few hours, my son woke up and looked up at me. "Hi, Mum.” he said, smiling.

"Hey." I greeted him back.

He kissed my lips before pulling away from my tits. I felt cold without his warm mouth on my skin.

"I need the loo.” he announced before standing up.

I nodded at him and watched him heading to the toilet of our private cabin. I took a blanket to cover my legs given my revealing outfit, not really the best choice for the winter season.

My son came back after his business and took his place back on my lap. He yawned before resting his head against my breasts again.

"Are they still soft, baby?" I asked.

He nodded, "They are, Mum."

"Can you play with them again? It feels good." I asked, hoping to get a repeat of his previous actions.

“Yes." he answered before cupping my tits and kneading them slowly. My nipples were hardening as soon as he touched me. I was getting wetter and wetter as he played with my tits. His fingers were rolling my nipples and making me squirm in my seat.

I orgasmed silently, biting my lower lip to stop any sound from escaping me. My pussy was soaked; I felt the dampness between my thighs. My son looked up at me, and his eyes beamed with joy.

I pulled him up to kiss his lips. "Thank you, baby.” I said before releasing him.

He sat beside me and leaned his head against my shoulder. "You're welcome, Mum.” he whispered before falling asleep again. I put my arm around him and caressed his hair, letting him rest. I was glad that I was able to keep his existence a secret; I was grateful that my career had allowed me to give him everything he wanted. I just hoped that I could continue to provide for him and keep his privacy intact.

In a few hours we landed in Milan; the security of the airport led us towards a secondary entrance to avoid any kind of problems with the press. My car was already waiting for us; my son took his place beside me at the back of the car; he hugged my waist and laid his head against my chest.

The drive to the hotel was quick and uneventful; the city was not as busy as it usually was. We arrived at the hotel where I had my room reserved and took a private lift to access it.

My son had his crib in my room; he liked sleeping with me, but he also liked to have his own space. I got undressed, keeping only my underwear on, a thong and a lace bra. My tits were bouncing free from any restraint; I loved how they jiggled when I walked.

My son watched me taking off my dress and undressing myself; he was sitting on the sofa in our suite watching me with hungry eyes. He had a huge crush on me, and it felt flattering; I felt so desirable. He got up from his position and went to hug me.

"Mum, can I touch your boobies?" he asked.

I smiled; his innocent tone was sending shivers down my spine. I nodded and wrapped my arms around his head to pull him closer to me.

He cupped both of my tits and squeezed them with a sigh. "So soft, Mum.” he said.

I felt his hard-on pressing against my thigh; I moved my leg up and down his crotch slowly.

"You're so hard." I affirmed, caressing his hard cock through his pants. His blue eyes were looking up at me with a pure form of desire.

I hoisted him in my arms and kissed him passionately. I wanted to fuck him so bad that I was surprised by my desire. But I was aware that he was not ready for this. He was too young for sex.

"Baby." I moaned against his lips. "I want you so badly."

He moaned as well, his lips parted, and I slipped my tongue in his mouth to deepen our kiss. His cock was rubbing against my belly, making me wetter and wetter. I licked at his lips before breaking apart from him.

"Mom, I trust you with whatever you want." He promised me, his blue eyes shining with love and trust.

I smiled and kissed him again before settling him in the bed. My bathrobe fell open, exposing my naked body to him. I sat down on the edge of the bed and motioned for him to come closer.

He straddled my legs and cupped my tits, playing with them and sucking at them. I moaned at the feeling; his mouth was making my pussy dripping wet. 

"Suck harder, baby." I instructed him.

He obeyed and sucked harder, making my back arch against his mouth. "That feels so good." I gasped. "Use your teeth." 

He did as I said and nibbled at them. His teeth were pinching me in a way that made me want to scream out in pleasure. I moaned loudly; my pussy was throbbing with pleasure.

"Oh shit." I moaned when he bit at one of my nipples. "Fuck." 

I moved to lie on the mattress with my baby on my tits; he started sucking again, pinching and nibbling at my skin. My pussy was aching so much that I wanted him to touch me there. 

"Baby, please." I begged him.

He moved down from my tits to my pussy; he spread my legs apart and slipped his hand in between them. His fingers parted my lips and rubbed at my clit. I gasped at the pleasure it caused me; he knew exactly how to touch me. 

He kept rubbing at me until I came. He didn't stop even when my orgasm had hit me; he continued until I was coming again. I cried out his name while my body was trembling with pleasure.

I felt like I was dying, but in a good way. I closed my thighs around his head, keeping him buried into my pussy. I moaned and bucked against his mouth, trying to get more pleasure from his touch.

Once I came down from my high, I pulled him into my arms. We made out like crazy; my nails were digging into his back, and his hands were cupping my tits. He broke our kiss to look at me.

“Mum." he whispered against my lips. "There's something going on in my underwear." His voice seemed worried. 

I rolled us over to have him on his back and pulled his pants down to look at his underwear. The fabric was stretched and wet; a bulge was visible under the fabric.

I smiled; I knew what it meant. "Are you sure?" I asked him, "I don't want to force you."

He nodded, "Yes, Mum."

I pulled down his underwear and gasped when I saw his cock. It was bigger than I was expecting, and it looked like it was aching.

"It hurts.” he whispered.

"Let me help you." I offered. I licked my hand and started stroking him; he gasped at my touch. His cock was smooth and soft under my fingers. I tightened my grip on it and started moving up and down.

His hands gripped the sheets, and he threw his head back. "Ohh," he gasped. 

I smirked, knowing the effect I had on him. "Baby, you are going to feel even better now."

I enveloped my lips around the head of his cock; he moaned loudly when I started sucking at him. His cock was salty and sweet at the same time.

I sucked and licked at him, making sure he was feeling as much pleasure as I was giving to him. He thrust into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. I gagged a little but kept sucking. 

"Oh, Mum.” he gasped again. "I can feel something going on inside of me." 

I moaned around his cock and sucked harder. I knew that he was about to come soon. His hands were clutching at my hair, and I was getting turned on more and more.

"Shit." He cursed when his cock started jerking in my mouth.

I bobbed my head with more velocity; I wanted all of him. When I felt him coming into my mouth, I swallowed every single drop of his cum.

I licked his cock clean and looked up at him; he was looking at me with love. "I love you.” he whispered.

I crawled on top of him, pressing my tits against his chest. "I love you too, baby."

We kissed again before I went to take a pair of black stockings I had into my suitcase. I knew he had a kind for them; I approached the bed and rolled them on my legs slowly, deliberately. His gaze was following my every move; I knew I was turning him on. Once I had them on, I stood up in front of him and hoisted one of my legs on his chest.

My pussy was exposed to him, and I could see that he was turned on by it. He licked his lips, and I could tell that he wanted a taste of me. 

"Do you want a taste, baby?" I asked him.

He nodded eagerly, and I lowered my pussy to his mouth. He sucked at me with hunger, making me moan loudly. I had never seen him like this before, his face buried in my pussy and licking at me like he wanted to taste every part of me. My hands were clutching the wall behind me, and my body was shaking with pleasure. 

"Baby." I cried out. "I think I am going to come again."

I bucked against his face, and he sucked harder at my clit; I cried out his name when my orgasm hit me again.

"I'm going to ride you, daddy." I exclaimed, driven by my lust and my love for him.

He nodded, and I climbed on top of his lap and impaled myself on his cock, moaning loudly at the feeling. His cock was filling me in the best way possible. I started bouncing on his cock, making him gasp under me.

He pulled my tits together and sucked at them while I was riding him. His hands were digging in my ass cheeks, and he was helping me move. I leaned in to kiss him passionately.

I was moaning on his lips, my pussy was clenching around his cock, making him feel the pleasure too. We moved together in perfect sync. My tits were rubbing against his chest, and our bodies were slick with sweat.

"Daddy, you are going to make me come again." I gasped out. 

He pounded me in the earnest, getting me to squirt all over his cock. I screamed out his name; my body was trembling and shaking. He kept pounding me through my orgasm, getting me to come again and again.

I leaned in to kiss him again; our tongues were entangled and fighting for dominance. My son was fucking me in a way that I had never experienced before; he knew exactly what I needed.

"Daddy, I love you." I moaned into his mouth.

He moaned back. "I love you, Mum."

"I'm going to make daddy cum now." I giggled. 

I leaned back and bounced on his cock faster and harder, driving his dick to bottom out inside at every stroke. He moaned loudly and clutched at my ass cheeks. 

"Daddy needs some kinky words," he taunted me. "I need something dirty."

I grinned; my tits were bouncing in his face, and I knew he loved this kind of view. "Daddy, you are so dirty." I giggled.

He groaned at my words; his cock was getting harder inside me. "Yeah, daddy loves fucking his slutty Mum," he growled. "She is so tight and wet for him."

I giggled; his words were driving me crazy. "You like her pussy, daddy?" I taunted him. 

"Yes, I do," he grunted. "It is so good, and it drives me crazy every time."

"Oh yeah." I moaned. "And I love riding daddy's cock." 

His cock twitched inside me, making me gasp. "So good, daddy."

I moved faster and harder on his cock until he cried out. His cock started jerking inside of me, and I felt his cum filling me. I kept riding him, milking every single drop from his cock.

I collapsed on his chest, panting heavily. I rolled off him and looked at him; he was smiling and looking happy. 

"How was it?" I asked him.

His smile grew even wider. "It was amazing," he promised. "I never felt so good."

I smiled and pressed my lips to his forehead, kissing him. "I loved it as well."

We cuddled all night long, entangled in each other's arms. My son was sleeping peacefully against me, and I couldn't be happier than that. I loved him so much, and I would give anything for him to be happy. I was glad that he had enjoyed our first sexual experience. I knew it was just the beginning of many nights we would spend like this. I would make sure to teach him everything he needed to know about sex and pleasure. I would guide him every step of the way. He was mine, and he would stay mine forever. I loved him more than myself, and I would protect him until my last breath. 

My thoughts were interrupted by someone knocking at my bedroom door, "Sana, wake up." Kaori's voice echoed through the room.

I stood up and covered myself with a bathrobe. I opened the door and waved at her to come in. She looked surprised when she saw my baby lying on the bed naked. I grinned; she knew that I would have taken his virginity soon and that we would be lovers from now on. She was open-minded and respected our choices; she was the best friend anyone would dream to have.

"It's 9 am," she announced. "Your first interview is at 10 am."

"Okay." I nodded. "Where are the clothes?"

She handed me a black dress and a pair of heels; I thanked her and went into the bathroom to change. I dressed myself quickly and styled my hair in a simple ponytail. I applied some light makeup to not look too tired; I was feeling exhausted, but I was not going to show it.

I went back to the bedroom and smiled at my son, who was looking sleepy and cute. "Hey baby." I greeted him.

"Hey, Mum.” he mumbled, yawning. "I am so sore."

I giggled knowing that he must be sore after the sex we had last night. "Do you want some cream?"

He nodded, and I handed him a jar of cream to apply on his sore ass. He thanked me, and I kissed his lips.

"Have a good day, baby." I said before leaving the room with Kaori.

My son was still sleeping when we came back at the hotel after a long day of interviews and photoshoots. I smiled and climbed on the bed beside him. He opened his eyes and smiled at me.

"Hello," he greeted me. "I missed you."

I giggled and pressed a kiss to his lips. "Me too," I admitted. "Did you sleep well?"

He nodded and yawned. "Yes, I did." He stretched and sat up.

I followed his lead and sat up as well, making him sit on my lap. He wrapped his arms around me and buried his face in the crook of my neck.

"Did anyone try to hit on you?" he asked me, sucking on my neck. 

His mouth was driving me crazy, and I knew that I needed to stop him; otherwise, I would end up fucking him again. But I didn't want him to be sore.

"No." I lied, "It's late. We should go to sleep."

He didn't buy it. "It's impossible that no one had tried anything with how sexy you are.” he affirmed.

"You are right," I admitted. "The famous Korean actor Cha Eunwoo had asked me for a dinner."

"Did you accept?" His voice was cold and deadly.

I nodded, "Yeah, I did. It is a good opportunity for me to be seen with someone more famous than me; my career will be boosted by that."

He sighed and pulled away from me. "My girlfriend is already planning to cheat on me."

I laughed, "No, baby. I am not going to cheat on you."

He pouted and crossed his arms on his chest. He looked cute and childish; I pulled him towards me, smashing my lips to his. He opened his mouth, and our tongues met again. My hands roamed his back and cupped his butt cheeks. I pulled away from him and grinned.

"How about we forget about this and have fun?" I suggested.

"Sounds good to me.” he agreed; his voice sounded sexy.

I stripped out of my dress, and he helped me to get rid of my bra and panties, leaving me completely naked. He ogled at my body and licked his lips.

I smirked and settled him on the bed before crawling on top of him. His mouth found mine, and we made out again. My tits were rubbing his chest, and my hands were roaming all over his back. 

His cock was hard against my thigh, and I knew what was going to happen. "Sure you can handle me, baby?" I taunted. "I know you are sore."

He grinned and flipped us over to be on top of me. "Trust me, Mum.” he promised.

I nodded and opened my legs to welcome him between them. He kissed me again before trailing kisses down my neck and to my tits. His mouth latched on to them, sucking at one nipple while playing with the other. 

I moaned; his mouth felt so good on my skin. His fingers found their way to my pussy, rubbing at my clit, making me gasp out in pleasure.

"Yeah, baby." I moaned. "Keep going."

He smirked and kept rubbing at my pussy until I came, crying out his name. I was still trembling when he settled himself between my legs. He pressed his lips to mine, and I parted them for him; our tongues fought for dominance, and I felt him pushing inside of me.

I moaned again; he was big and stretching me. "Fuck." I gasped.

He moaned on my lips and started thrusting inside of me. His cock was moving inside of me with a slow rhythm; he wasn't fucking me as hard as he was the previous night, but it still felt good.

"Baby." I gasped, "You feel so good."

He smiled against my lips before deepening our kiss again. His tongue was dancing with mine, and his cock was moving in sync with it. I could feel another orgasm building inside of me, and I knew I wasn't going to be the last one. 

"Daddy, you are going to make me cum again." I moaned on his lips.

He grunted and pounded me harder; I came again and again, squirting on his cock. He kept going until he came inside of me, his hot cum filling me and making me feel satisfied. 

I pulled him down to lay on my tits, and we cuddled there, panting and sweaty. His lips found mine again, and we kissed again.

"I love yo.” he murmured on my lips.

I grinned and kissed him back. "I love you as well, baby." 

We made out until we fell asleep in each other's arms again. The next day was going to be crazy given all the interviews and photoshoots I had to do.

I left him alone in the bed; my schedule for this last day was packed, and to top everything, I had the dinner planned with the Korean actor.

I had never been interested in dating anyone famous, but he seemed to be nice, and it was a good opportunity for my career. I wasn't sure if I could trust him at all; I was still deciding.

I reached the restaurant where our dinner was supposed to happen and spotted him already there. He smiled and waved at me. He was handsome; I had seen his movies, and he was a really good actor.

I walked towards him and smiled at him. "Hi." I greeted. 

"Sana-san, I am glad you came.” he bowed to me.

I nodded in response and let him guide me to the table. We ordered something to drink and started talking about our jobs, movies we had made, and everything. He was charming and nice; I couldn't help but feel drawn to him.

After a while, he started touching my knee under the table and rubbing it with his hand. His eyes were locked on mine, and I could feel the heat radiating from his body.

"Sana-san," he whispered. "You are so beautiful and sexy."

I giggled, feeling flattered. "Thank you." I said, blushing.

He grinned. "Would you like to join me for the night?" he suggested. "I promise that we will have fun."

I was tempted by his offer; my pussy was getting wet, and I needed someone to fill me. My baby was at the hotel sleeping alone. I could go back to the hotel and fuck him again, but I didn't know if he was ready for another round.

"I am not sure; is your dick big enough to fill me?" I teased him.

His eyes widened, and he licked his lips. "You are dirty.” he exclaimed. "I would love to fuck a dirty bitch like you." 

He stood up and paid for the dinner. He took my hand in his and led me out of the restaurant. The paparazzi were waiting for us outside and started snapping photos of us. I smiled and waved at them, holding his arm.

We entered a cab, and I turned to Eunwoo. "Flirting with you has been fun, but I already have a lover." I informed him. 

His demeanour didn't change; he just smirked. "I don't care about it.” he stated. "I want to fuck you tonight, and I am going to do it."

I laughed; he was confident, and I liked it. "I like your attitude, but there is a condition."

"What?" he asked. "I want you so badly, Sana." 

"My lover has to be there and be okay with thant." I said. "I have a special relationship with him, and I don't want to hurt him." 

"Who is he?" he asked.

I smiled and told him the whole truth. "He is my son and lover." 

I could tell that he was surprised by my confession. But I didn't care about his reaction; I loved my son and our special bond. 

He nodded. "Okay, I am fine with it."

I nodded as well and leaned in to kiss him. Our tongues met again, and I felt myself getting wetter. His hands were roaming my back and clutching at my butt cheeks.

We reached the hotel and went straight to my suite; my son was lying on the sofa watching a movie. He stood up when he saw me entering the room and frowned when he saw Eunwoo with me. 

“Mum." he called me. "Who the hell is he?"

"This is Eunwoo." I introduced him. "He asked me to spend the night with him."

My son's face fell; he looked upset. "Kick him out; I don't share anything of mine." 

I giggled at his possessiveness. "My baby doesn't want to share me." I taunted. "Eunwoo, I reckon you'll get blue balls tonight." I laughed.

He looked at me a bit shocked. "Are you refusing me for a kid?"

I nodded. "Yes. He is my kid, and he is mine in every way possible." 

My son's eyes got softer; Eunwoo scoffed and turned on his heels and left. I was alone with my son, and his expression changed from upset to hungry. 

"You are a nasty girl to have brought that man here," my son commented.

I removed my coat and threw it on the armchair; my brown dress was revealing my curves. "I do know." I bite my lower lip. "I'm going to make it up to you."

I descended from my heels, and my son peeled his clothes in a hurry, letting them pool on the ground. My pussy was dripping wet when I saw him naked. 

"Spin for me, daddy." I taunted him."Show me your ass."

He smirked and did as I asked; his back muscles were visible, and his ass was round and juicy. I licked my lips, wanting to bite it.

I came to him and turned him to face me; my hands went to cup his ass cheeks. "Daddy is so hot." I whispered. "I want to eat his ass." 

"Then do it, Mum.” he asserted, blushing.

I led him on the bed, and I settled him to sit on the edge of the bed while I proceeded stripping out of my clothes; my baby was looking at me with lust in his eyes. My tits were swaying in front of him, and my pussy was wet and dripping.

He got the hang of what I wanted to do; he went in the middle of the bed and lay with his bare ass up in the air, his legs spread apart for me.

I kneeled on the bed and came to him; my hands parted his ass cheeks, and I licked at his hole. It tasted like heaven under my tongue, so sweet and salty. I ate him like a pussy; his moans and grunts were making me feel good. I wanted to taste every inch of him.

I buried my finger in his ass and fucked him with it; he cried out my name. "Ohh, Mu.” he moaned.

I smiled knowing that he liked it; I added another finger and started sucking at his arsehole. My baby's cock was dripping precum; he looked ready to explode at any time. His moans were driving me crazy; seeing him trembling under my ministrations was hot.

"Fuck, Mum.” he cursed. "You're gonna make me cum."

I got more aroused by the second, and I withdrew my fingers and dove my tongue inside his hole. He cried out, "Mum!" His orgasm hit him, and I felt him shudder under me.

I kept eating him until I felt satisfied that he was done cumming. I looked at him; his cock was soft, and he was panting hard. "Mum, you are the best.” he panted.

I chuckled and licked my fingers. "I can tell you enjoyed it." 

He nodded and turned on his back; I leaned on his chest, and he wrapped his arms around my back. "I was so upset when you came with him.” he admitted.

I kissed his lips with passion; he didn't even try to fight my tongue, letting me taste him. I broke away from him and looked in his eyes mischievously.

"You gotta make me cum a lot tonight, daddy." I dared him. "I had refused a hot man for you." 

He smirked. "And what if I don't?"

"I'll call him to fuck me." I giggled. "You won't share me, but I am free to do anything I want."

My words got him fired up, and he flipped me on my back; his mouth found my pussy and sucked at it like he wanted to taste my soul. His hands were clutching at my thighs and keeping them apart.

His tongue was licking at my clit, making me moan out loudly. He was sucking at me in a way that was driving me mad.

My orgasm built up inside of me and hit me hard; I screamed his name while trembling in pleasure. 

He came to lie on my tits; I wrapped my arms around his back and held him close to me. I could hear his heart beating against mine and feel his hot breath on my skin.

"That was good," I praised. "Now we are even." 

He laughed and buried his face deeper into my cleavage. "You are something else.” he murmured.

I kissed him, and we made out lazily for a few minutes. His cock got hard again against my belly; I needed him inside of me as soon as possible.

“Daddy." I whined. "Fuck me."

He chuckled and looked at me; I could tell by his gaze that he was already thinking of new things to do with me.

He flipped us over again, making me straddle his thighs; his cock was hard and big, waiting for me to take it. His hands went to my hips and guided me to impale myself on him. I moaned when he entered me, stretching me.

He felt so good inside of me, filling me in the best way. I started moving up and down, his hands clutching at my tits and squeezing them. My pussy was clenching around his cock, making him feel the pleasure as well. He thrust up inside of me, matching my rhythm.

My baby was fucking me like a professional, and I loved it. "Yeah, daddy." I encouraged. "That's good."

I rode him as fast as I could manage; his dick was buried deep inside of me. I knew I was going to come again; his cock felt phenomenal. 

"Daddy, I'm gonna cum." I moaned.

His thrust became faster and more erratic. I released my juice, drenching his cock; my body was trembling with pleasure. My orgasm was making him lose his control; he came inside of me a few seconds later.

I collapsed on top of him, panting hard and sweaty. Our chests were rising and falling in sync. "Did you have enough?" he breathed out. "I am getting tired."

I giggled; my baby was so cute and adorable. “No." I admitted.

"Really?" he asked, looking surprised.

"I'm sure to say that Eunwoo could have taken a lot more time fucking me than you did." I teased him. "I need someone who can fuck me until I am done."

He huffed and stood up; he looked pissed off. “Fine." he stated, "I will go get him for you."

I stopped him by holding his hand and pulled him back against my chest. "The only one I want is you." I assured him. "You should be more relaxed; I was only fooling you around."

He looked unconvinced; his arms were still crossed on his chest. "You need to prove it.” he told me stubbornly. 

I chuckled knowing that he was still mad at me. I stood up as well and started making out with him again." Daddy." I purred. "Let me show you how good I am." 

My hands roamed his chest and pinched at his nipples; he gasped and moaned. His cock was getting hard again under my touch. I turned us around and pushed him down on the mattress before crawling down his body and swallowing his cock.

I sucked and licked at him until he was hard as steel. "Baby, you taste terrific." I complimented him.

I settled myself on his thighs and lowered myself on his cock, moaning loudly when he filled me. "So good."

My hips were grinding on top of his cock while my tits were bouncing in his face. His hands cupped them and squeezed them hard, making me gasp in pleasure. He was so talented at making me feel pleasure. 

"Yeah, baby." I moaned again. "That feels so good."

I moved faster and harder on him, feeling myself getting wetter and wetter. " Daddy." I moaned louder. "I, you, are going to make me squirt." 

His fingers rubbed my clit and made me lose my control, squirting all over his cock. He fucked me through my orgasm, getting me to cum again and again. I collapsed on his chest, panting hard.

I looked at him; he was looking up at me and smiling. "You okay?" he asked. "You look exhausted."

I nodded; my body was aching all over but in a good way. I sealed my lips on his again, and he wrapped his arms tighter around me.

In our last 24 hours in Milan, I showed him around wearing a disguise. He acted like the sweetest baby boy on the planet, holding my hand and making sure I was okay. 

He was so attentive and caring that I could not believe how much he got head over heels for me. He didn't throw a tantrum when some of my fans noticed me, and I took some photos with them. 

"Sana, we got an invitation for the Ralph Lauren event in Melbourne during the Australian Open." Kaori informed me while we were packing our suitcases to go back home.

I scoffed; even though I was the ambassador for Ralph Lauren Japan, I didn't see why I had to attend a sport event I couldn't care less about.

"I don't want to go; it's been a bunch of hectic days here, and the idea of travelling to the other side of the planet is stressing me out." I argued.

My assistant sighed and crossed her arms on her chest. "Sana, you got to understand that this is a good opportunity to promote yourself and Ralph Lauren; the brand is paying you a splurge of money," she explained.

I was about to refuse again when my son spoke up. "I want us to go, Mum."

I frowned; I hadn't thought about what he wanted. "But why?"

"Because I have never been to Australia," he affirmed. "And I want to see you working."

I rolled my eyes; my baby wanted to see me working like a model. It made no sense.

"But baby." I started, "It is a long trip, and it's not healthy for you."

He crossed his arms on his chest as well. "I don't see why not, Mum." 

I sighed; he was being stubborn, and I was not ready to argue with him. "Fine, we are going." 

I pouted; I knew he was going to win every argument we would have. I loved him too much and couldn't deny him anything. 

The trip to Australia was managed smoothly by my manager; we arrived two days early so we all could adjust to the local time zone and the excessive heat in Melbourne. 

"I despise this kind of weather," my son complained while swimming in our infinity pool. 

I looked at him from under my sunhat. "Well, you wanted to come." I reminded him.

He was a spoilt brat. When he wanted, he got out of the pool to come and lay down on the sunbed beside me. His body glistened under the sun, making him look like a bronze god. 

"That's true, but it is not because of that I have to like it," he pouted. "It is so hot, I feel like melting."

I chuckled and stood up from my chair. I went to him and leaned down to press a kiss on his lips. "Maybe you just need something to cool you off." I suggested.

He nodded, eager to get any kind of attention from me; he didn't realise that it would end with him being naked and being used like a slut by me. I giggled inwardly at the thought of how he was going to react when I was finally done with him.

My hands were roaming his body, and I started kissing and licking at his neck. He moaned, "Mum." 

"Hush, baby." I shushed him. "Let me make you feel better."

I trailed kisses down his chest; my lips found his nipples and licked at them, making him moan louder. My hands went to his swim shorts and pulled them down his thighs, exposing his already hard cock.

I grinned; my baby's cock was so hard for me. I took a bottle of lotion from under my sunhat and poured a generous amount on my tits. They were already glistening in the sun, but the lotion made them shine even more.

"Mum, what are you doing?" he asked me, confused. 

I smirked and hoisted myself to straddle him on the sunbed. "What does it look like?" I replied, "You are going to make me feel good."

His hands were clutching at the sunbed sheets, and his eyes were fixed on my tits rubbing his cock. I moaned; his cock was so hard against me. I bounced on top of it, making sure he was coated with my tits' lotion.

He moaned as well; his breath was getting heavier. "Fuck, Mum." 

"You want it?" I asked him, "You want your mum's tits?" 

He nodded; he was already panting like a dog in heat. "Please." 

I lowered my tits to rub his cock with them; he moaned even louder when I squeezed them together to enclose his dick. I moved up and down on his cock, making sure he got a good feeling. His precum was leaking all over my tits. I licked at my lips, wanting to taste him.

"Is it good for you?" I asked.

He nodded again; his eyes were closed, and he looked like he was about to cum. "Very good." 

"Want more?" I teased.

He nodded eagerly. "Yeah."

I grinned and bent forward to lick at his cockhead. He gasped when I took it in my mouth. "Oh fuck."

I sucked and licked at his cock until it was covered with my spit. I stood up and grabbed a towel to wipe my tits clean.

"Are you going to fuck me?" he asked hopefully.

I smirked; I didn't want him to cum that easily. "Not yet, baby." 

I started teasing him again with my tits, rubbing them on his cock and balls. He moaned and tried to push me down to ride him, but I kept denying him. He was about to beg for me when I decided that it was enough. 

I hoisted one of my legs on the sunbed and sat on him. My pussy was already wet and ready for him; I took his cock in my hand and rubbed it against my entrance.

"Baby, you gonna take your Mum?" I taunted.

He nodded and thrust up inside of me, making me cry out. His cock was stretching me and filling me so good, I started bouncing on top of him while clutching at his shoulders.

His hands cupped my tits and squeezed them, pinching at my nipples, making me scream in pleasure. "Baby, that feels so good." I cried out. 

He grinned; he loved when I was in pleasure. His hands went to clutch my hips, helping me bounce on his cock. Our bodies were covered with sweat, and we were moaning loudly.

"Mum, I think I am about to cum," he gasped. "You feel so good."

I smirked, knowing that he was close. "Come for me, baby; fill me with your cum." I encouraged him. 

His thrust got more erratic; he was moaning louder and louder. I could see his abs tensing under his skin. 

I leaned in to kiss him; he came while we were making out. His cum filled my pussy; I kept riding him, lost in pleasure. 

I came, stimulated by his jizz overflowing in her cunt, but I didn't mean to stop. I went on grinding until he was hard again; I got off him and lay on my side.

"Baby, shove your dick into my cunt.” I ordered.

He was sweating profusely; he was panting, trying to breathe. "Mum, I'm still too sensitive.” he whined.

I reached back and guided his cock inside of me, making him thrust and groan loudly. "Good boy." I praised.

He stilled; his hot breath on my skin was turning me on even more. "If you are not going to move, I'll take charge of it." I dared him.

I twerked  my ass on his cock and he cried out. "Mum." 

I giggled at him being so sensitive; I knew I had won again. His hands clutch at my waist, and he thrusts up inside me with a slow rhythm. 

I moaned and leaned back against him; I wanted him to kiss me. His lips found my neck and sucked at it, making me feel all kinds of pleasure.

"Harder, daddy." I ordered.

He complied and pounded me harder, making me gasp with pleasure. I came again, and he kept fucking me through it. My pussy was getting sore, but I was in heaven.

"Ohh daddy." I moaned. "I am going to cum again."

He groaned at my words; his cock was pulsing inside of me, and I could feel that he was going to cum soon as well.

"Come for me, daddy." I taunted him. "Fill your Mum with your cum."

He grunted. "You are going to be the death of me." 

I giggled and rocked my ass on his cock harder. "Stop speaking; I want your cum." 

I kept grinding on his dick. "Please, Mum, I'm too sensitive."

I kept going; he was almost at the edge. "Take it." I ordered. "Take my pussy like a good boy."

“Mum." he cried out again.

"Obey. You are privileged to be the one fucking me; there are plenty of other cocks that would have been happy to replace you." 

That sentence was enough to trigger him. He sank his teeth into my shoulder and thrust his dick deep inside of me. "You are a nasty bitch," he groaned. "You're gonna make me cum."

His cock started jerking inside of me, his cum filled me, and I felt my pussy overflowing. I kept grinding until I came again.

We collapsed on the sunbed, both panting and sweaty. He buried his face in my neck and moaned again.

"Mum, you are killing me," he grumbled. "You have to stop it."

I laughed and turned to face him. His face was flushed, and he was covered in sweat. "Why would I stop?"

He sighed, "Because I don't have enough stamina for you." 

I grinned at him. "Well, I am going to make you stronger as time goes by." 

We spent the rest of the day cooling down under the cool breeze of the AC unit. 

 We got out of bed at 6 pm to get ready for the event.

"You look stunning, Mum," he complimented me. "Like a goddess."

I was wearing a white sleeveless shirt tied under my boobs; my toned midriff was exposed, and the bottom part of the outfit was a long and wide skirt with blue and white stripes. It was showing my legs every time I moved. 

"You are not bad yourself." I replied. "Handsome as ever."

He was wearing a white T-shirt with his jeans and black boots; he looked so hot and cute in that outfit. His hair was messy and tousled like he just got out of bed.

I giggled knowing that he had taken a shower and had spent 20 minutes combing his hair. He looked like a cute little boy, and I couldn't help but tease him.

"Baby, you look cute like this." I stated. "Like a young boy playing dress-up."

He glared at me, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment. We made it to the tennis court and took our places in the VIP area. I got immediately spotted by the media, and they started taking pictures of me.

The match was starting, and my son was getting bored. He had never watched a tennis match in his life, and he didn't understand the rules. 

He leaned against me and whispered in my ear, "Mum, this is too monotonous."

I laughed and leaned closer to him. "Your Mum predicted you could get bored." 

He pecked my cheek. "What do you have in store for me?"

I smirked; the naughty side of me took over. "Do you trust me?"

He nodded, and I signalled him to kneel in front of me; my skirt was covering his head, but I could still see his eyes looking at me under it. I leaned back and opened my legs wider, letting him crawl in between them.

I lifted my skirt and exposed my thighs; he licked his lips when he saw me wearing a tiny thong. His hands reached my legs and caressed them slowly. I moaned inwardly; my baby was so good at making me feel pleasure.

I let him bury his face between my thighs; my pussy was wet and ready for him. He sucked and licked at it through my thong; I was trying to keep my moans silent, but it was difficult. The crowd was too loud, and the music playing for the break time was masking my noises.

His fingers pumped inside of me, and he was sucking at my clit; I felt myself getting close to cumming. He knew my body so well and was making me cum easily.

"Baby." I breathed out. "I am going to cum."

He kept going until I came crying out his name; I was trembling, and my pussy was overflowing with my juice. He cleaned my pussy with his tongue, making sure to not waste a drop of my juice.

I came down from my high and pulled him out of my skirt; he was grinning at me and licking his lips. 

Thankfully, the crowd was focused on the first set coming to an end to give attention to our little affair.

I sat him on my lap, his head resting on the crook of my neck. I stroked his hair and he kissed my neck.

"You smell good," he murmured. "Like vanilla."

I chuckled, "That's the new perfume I am advertising." I informed him.

The rest of the match was uneventful for us. He stayed snuggled in my arms until the end. When we were about to leave, the paparazzi surrounded us. 

"How was your first experience at the Australian Open?" they asked me.

I smiled and waved at them. "It was wonderful and exciting." I lied. 

Kaori and security came to rescue us. We were escorted out of the venue and went directly to the hotel to pack.

We got on the plane and took off to Tokyo; he slept in my arms during the flight. I was happy and satisfied with how our first trip abroad had gone. I found out that I could trust him not to say anything to anyone about our relationship.

I was well aware that he was still young and that I would have to prepare him to deal with all the hate he would get when I decided to reveal our relationship to the world.

But for now, the world could wait. 

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Forget me not 박성훈

Sunghoon and Y/n are a happy married couple, everything is going fine between them, at least that's what she thinks, everything crumble down and now she needs to start again.

12.4k words

Tw: mention of a real drug, mention of rape it doesn't happen but is mentioned, talks about cheating, Sunghoon hit her once, heartbroken Sunghoon, hospital and health struggles caused by a heartbreak.

Is part 2 of this but I feel like you can read it alone too

I'M NOT RESPONSIBLE OF YOUR MEDIA CONSUMPTION BE OVER 18 PLEASE

Their marriage visibly got better, beyond the contract that put them together now it feels more like something natural, each day she fell harder for him, they already developed a routine, in the morning he would wake her with a kiss, spending a couple minutes in bed just kissing or hugging each other until his alarm rings and it's time to get ready, he would sent her to take a shower while he picks their clothes, most of the days is in matching colors, others in matching garments, when he's satisfied with the outfits he would go inside the shower with her finishing together, they would put on their skincare together and he would dress himself and supervise she looks the way he imagined, the breakfast usually they take it on the dinning room, only when she's feeling lazy he let her stay in bed for longer, taking their breakfast in the room and leaving her clothes ready for when she gets up.

By the time Sunghoon needs to go she goes with him to the door giving him a goodbye kiss, each day when he's about to go inside his car she yells a little ‘i love you’ and he will respond blowing her a kiss like if it's his way to say I love you back, the rest of the day for him is work, meetings, contracts, stuff that she doesn't get involved, on her side, she has classes in the afternoon since Sunghoon insists in her to learn something that can help her in case she wants to do something, develop a career or a business herself. It depends on his schedule, if he can he would return to their house to eat and spend the night making what she called love, even if it was one sided love she likes that he's more openly affectionate with her and treats her good, she likes to believe that he loves her back and is just shy to confess out loud. On days when he's stressed he would immediately go to her undressing her body and fuck her brains out, later in bed after he calms down he would complain about everything that went wrong on his day, and that in particular was one of her favorite days since is one of the few he actually vents about what's bothering him asking for advice or mere company.

Once a week he would take her on a date, once a month they do a little trip, everything was perfect, what she expected and wanted from the beginning a loving husband and finally a life she can enjoy.

Today it marked a year since they got married, and she planned a lot of things he was on a business trip since two days ago but he promised he'll be here in time, he always kept his promises, so she planned a perfect night, she bought a dress, lingerie and made a reservation at his favorite restaurant, she spent hours getting herself ready for him messaging him while he was doing his own thing she only told him it was a dinner because she expected for him to remember it's their anniversary he messaged her that he was gonna start his flight that he won't be available until he lands, she made the finishing touches feeling nervous of the night y/n double check that everything is just how he likes it, she arrived first at the restaurant her bodyguards always close to her, she was sipping on her glass of water, the waitress arrived to offer her appetizers but she denied telling him her husband would be here in any moment, she waited and waited, and waited, sending him messages that never delivered, he was disconnected, she was getting worried what if something happened to him?

-i'm sorry miss, we'll be closing soon. Do you want something to take out?

-yes, I talked before to ask for the dinner menu, it's for Mr and Mrs Park, please- she smiles as best as she can while holding her tears, the waitress gave an apologetic smile leaving her.

She stayed there, her bodyguard received the food escorting her to the car, she cried a little on the way home her mascara ruined, Mr Min opened the door seeing her defeated.

-i bring food you can have it for dinner Mr Min

-mrs Park you also need to eat- she holds her hand

-i'm not hungry, I just wanna go to my room and sleep

y/n started to walk to their shared bedroom, but his laugh coming through his office made her turn on her heels, then a female voice laced with a little flirt, she opened the door finding Sunghoon sitting on his desk with a blonde girl on his lap, his shirt was unbuttoned and his face covered in kiss marks, her heart shattered and a loud sob echoed in the room, that's when he looked at the door, trying to focus on who it was.

-love? Is that you?- he got up, pushing the blonde off his lap, he stumbled through the room to the door- why don't you join me?- she looked at the blonde who was clearly furious- I'm with… what? What was your name again?

He was so drunk, he smelled from meters away, he was so wasted and confused and she didn't have words, he tried to lean and kiss her but y/n pushed him off

-love please, I missed you… did you not miss me? don't I deserve my hello kiss?- he tried to force her, but she put resistance until Sunghoon slapped her making her freeze, their maid arrived seeing the scene unfold- miss Min my wife doesn't want to kiss me- he pouted like a little kid crying to her nanny

Mrs Min holds his hands since he was fussing and babbling nonsense, she runs away from that, going to their room taking a suitcase packing her things, clothes he didn't buy her, she wipes her tears with her hand. Downstairs the blonde was furiously yelling at Sunghoon, on why he was so rude to her now, Mrs Min called security on her to take her out of the house, in the middle of the commotion Sunghoon puked on the floor of his office, all the service on his house put hands on do something about it, he was taken to the nearest bathroom to put him in shower and help him regain some lucidity, some cleaned the office and his cooks making him something to eat, the guest room was the closest one to his office to help him so everyone was there including him.

Mrs Min went to their bedroom searching for his clothes, seeing her there crying her heart out taking off her makeup, her cheek red because of the slap, she got close.

-i'm sorry… he arrived hours ago… it's been so long since we saw him drunk, but I never saw him like that, we weren't sure about telling you Mrs Park

-Did he arrive with her?

-yes… I'm sorry again I should have told you before all of this happened

-how is he?

-we’re still working on it, probably he will sleep on the guest room, he's not at his best tomorrow probably he will be suffering the consequences of the hangover but he'll live- she tried to make it lighter

-okay, can you leave me alone tonight please? I'm not feeling well either

-Yes Mr Park, do you need something before you sleep?- she shakes her head as a no

Y/n was left alone, the commotion on the house left the perfect opportunity for her to go out without being noticed, while the staff available in the house was helping him, and the bodyguards and security were guarding the front door preventing the blonde from entering again, she went out through the backdoor usually where the employees of the house left, she walked, not sure where or what to do now, it was a long way down the street, all the mansions and she felt so out of place, probably she walked for over an hour until she finally made it out her neighborhood, then she walked some more until she reached an avenue and saw an hotel, she went there to have a place where she can can sleep, it feels foreign being in a room without him now, her brain didn't let her stop thinking, he promised her to not have affairs that she'll be the only one that he'll love her back with time, all those business trip, were his excuse to sleep with other people?, he promised so many things and yet broke each one of them, she wiped her tears not wanting to cry again for him, she got ready for bed turning on the tv just for background noise she felt like trash now and she couldn't think in anything else just him and the blond kissing in their home.

In the morning when he woke up first thing he noticed was that she wasn't next to him, he went out of the guest room confused walking with difficulty to their room, the bed was made and she was not there, he checked the bathroom noticing her skincare is not there, their closet only the things he bought was there, he was confused going to her old room.

-my love… Why are you angry with me? Your things are not in our room- he knocked on the door but no one answered- love please let me see you- he opened the door finding the room just like she left it a year ago, since they started to share the bedroom

Sunghoon felt something on his chest, this is not normal, the worry started to get him, frantically searching for her each room, each place and corner of their house and she was no where to be found, the maids were also hiding from him and the inevitable rage he's gonna let out, one of the newest ones happened to be passing near him.

-you, come here NOW- the maid scared of the warnings everyone else gave her got close to him trembling- where is my wife?

-I really don't know… I just barely started my shift… I I I'm… sorry- she basically run away from him

Sunghoon went into the kitchen were all the staff of his home was hiding, he went to Mrs Min immediately.

-good morning Mr Park, do you want your breakfast now?

-no I want to know where is my wife?- he was clearly angry and Mrs Min was the only one who can actually deal with him

-we don't know, last time I saw her was last night almost midnight when she came from your anniversary dinner- Sunghoon stopped frowning- we were taking care of you Mr Park and how drunk you were, also we did have to take care of your companion because she wouldn't leave

-I… what are you talking? I don't like this sick joke, where is my wife?

-I already told you Mr Park, security is checking the cameras now trying to pin point what happened

He went to the security right away, leaving the rest of the staff to finally breath some peace and do their work, security made a chronologic of the events, everyone knew that eventually when he would woke up and find out her missing this would happen, they expected him to break something as it was usual when angry, but they didn't expect him to cry. Security showed him the videos when he arrived with the blonde, how they kissed and touched each other on his office, how he keeps drinking and drinking, then y/n her sobbings breaking his heart, how she saw them and the reply he gave, he felt awful, then the slap, he couldn't believe himself if someone would told him he wouldn't believe he did that, he was astonished and embarrassed. Each corner of the house had a camera expect for the rooms and bathrooms, so he saw how Mrs Min went to check on her, how everyone was trying to help him, the blonde trying to get back inside, lastly y/n going out through the service door with her suitcase, crying and heartbroken, Sunghoon didn't recognized himself on the videos, now he's crying after seeing all the pain on her face, why did he do that? Why can't he remember? His head hurts a lot and he just faints.

He opened his eyes finding himself on his room, thank God was only a dream, he reached to the opposite side of bed finding the empty cold spot next to him, he sits in bed his head spinning and the feeling that he's about to puke in any moment, Mr Min arrived to the bedroom followed by his usual doctor, this one checked on him noticing his blown out pupils.

-did you take any kind of substance?

-are you implying I'm a drug addict?- he was so offended

-i'm implying that if you didn't take anything willingly some else gave you without your consent- Sunghoon was surprised while his doctor was taking a blood sample- I will prescript an IV drip to help you detoxify your blood, I'm going to do lab tests to find out exactly what they gave you… I'll recommend that if you didn't take it or if you don't know who gave you, you call your lawyer you were in real danger- the doctor put in the IV to leave

-did I fucked up real good this time?- Mrs Min only saw her with eyes of disappointment

-you did, I have been the one taking care of you since you were born, I thought that now that you are a grown disciplined man I wouldn't have to worry, but last night that person who was here wasn't my Sunghoon, I didn't raise you like that- she wiped a lonely tear on her cheek- I've been working so many years for your family and I know the type of people with money who are mean to us because we clean their mess, but Mrs Park is one of the kindest souls we ever met and now I'm afraid I won't see her again… did you know that she refused to eat alone and each day she goes to the kitchen to eat with us, that on Christmas she gave us presents and an extra money so we can celebrate with our family… I know you don't know half of the things she does for us and how much everyone in this house loves Mrs Park, but we know that you're our boss and we own you our respect and loyalty, yet even when you still see her like the girl your parents forced you to marry, and it's such a shame for us see her every day try so hard to listen an I love you back… but you only slapped her back, she only talked about you and the dinner the whole week, she poured her heart into planning something nice for you… just so you know in case you don't remember last night was your anniversary and you missed and broke Mrs Park heart… I'm so disappointed on you, now if you excuse me I have a lot of work to do.

Mrs Min left him alone and crying, the remorse on his chest was killing him, the image of him slapping her was replaying on his head over and over again.

She took as much money as she could from the ATM, almost emptying her card, knowing Sunghoon can track where she withdrawal the money, also the hotel since she used the credit card he gave her, she just needed to get to the bus station and everything will be alright, she took some more money in the ATM there before going to her bus, she left feeling tired just wanting to be far away from that stupid city, the trip was 3 hours away so she decided to take a nap there.

When she arrived to the small town she took a taxi straight to the small house she bought a long time ago she saw the mess since she never lived there; first thing to do was to clean, she checked her phone not even a call or a message from him, surely he was busy with the blonde and even if she felt heartbroken she couldn't stop to think about him so she started to sweep the floor, dust the few pieces of furniture and clean in general at the end of the day she was exhausted and hungry so she went out to search for something to eat, the town was really small, quiet and lovely, the business there were nothing compared to the places Sunghoon took her but that's exactly what she wanted some peace of mind, she ate contently looking at the scenery turning off completely her cellphone not wanting to actually deal with anyone anymore, she took a deep breath accepting this new life and the changes it may have.

She went to the local market and the flower shop, buying her favorites to decorate her new house, everything was new to her, the cooking, the cleaning, the whole arrangement of do things on her own for herself, she missed Mrs Min because probably she would have teach her how to do everything with patience and love, the night arrived sooner than she expected and she didn't knew how safe it will be for her to be alone, so she locked every door and window getting on bed reading a book she bought in an antique store. It felt strange knowing she was completely alone and at her mercy, no maids, no bodyguards, no gardeners but overall no Sunghoon, she looked at her ring, the diamond still chosen to be displayed but as an empty promise of eternal love.

Early in the morning someone arrived to Sunghoon's house, he excited went downstairs hopping it was y/n, but he was so disappointed seeing his doctor there.

-let's go to my office- Sunghoon's face changed completely, frowning angry that she hasn't come back- so?

-I have your test results from the blood sample, It's Gamma hydroxybutyrate, or GBH... It's a drug usually I see it a lot in sexual assault victims- he sighed- it makes you euphoric, increases the sex drive sometimes, it relaxes the body because is a nervous system depressant, I'm sorry this happened to you, as I tell everyone this could happen to anyone

-I wasn't raped

-i'm not saying you were, I'm saying you were drugged with no good intentions, and if I was you I would have already called my lawyer- the doctor got up- the dosis they gave you was small so there's no risk now, probably is already almost completely out of your system- he gave a file with documents- this is my declaration the test results and you can call me again if you need someone to corroborate what happened to you, this record can help tho.

The doctor left him and his thoughts alone, he spaced out for a while until he decided to follow the advice calling his lawyer telling him everything that happened last night, the few things he can remember and overall what he saw on the security videos, his lawyer started to make everything to proceed against the girl and get to the bottom of this mess.

Once alone he took his phone, sending her a message that never got delivered, then another, and another until it piled up with no answer; he tried to call but it never connected it was directly to miss call, that put him in a bad mood, he expected for her to be mad but not to do something like this, he never thought that she would run away from him, he messed up real good and for the first time he didn't knew how to solve this.

-sorry Mr Park we still don't know where she is, her phone doesn't have any type of signal we're still working on it but it's impossible for us to do things this fast, we need time and patience- the responsible of the technology team told Sunghoon with his trembling voice

-it's been a month… A FUCKING MONTH SINCE MY WIFE IS MISSING AND YOU ASKE ME FOR TIME- Sunghoon throws his glass of liquor to the wall frustrated

-we understand your worry but…

-you don't understand anything, I fucking pay you thousands more than I should and you can't do your job, what did you do? The only fucking clue you got was where she stayed one night, how much money she took from my card and nothing else… you're fired

-but Mr Park won't you be rational?

-i'm being rational my wife is missing and the one that is supposed to find where she is, is doing nothing, I don't wanna see you ever again

Mrs Min appears at the door, all the yelling alerts her, the poor guy runs away from his office, she only looks at Sunghoon, her eyes reflect all the pain she feels for him, to see him this way, she gets close to him putting a hand on his shoulder.

-yelling at your employees won't bring her back

-I know… but I don't know what else to do, it's like she vanished into thin air, like I only imagined her but was never real… I need her I feel like I'm going crazy- she was surprised to hear him like that

-we all miss her, the house is not the same without her

-nobody ever made me feel this way- he looks up at his nanny with his eyes sparkling with tears

-i know, I never saw you like this I know you like my own hand - Sunghoon finally cried hugging his nanny like a child finding comfort with her

-I think she's the love of my life- she hugged him a little more tight

-oh my poor boy I never thought I'll live enough to experience your first heartbreak

-i know I ruined everything and that it's my fault that she decided to go, but I'm gonna die if I don't see her again

-we’ll be alright I promise, Mrs Park loves you a lot that's why it hurt her more than anything what you did to her, but only the time will be the one that would help you heal your heart

Sunghoon cried for a long time until he ran out of tears and his nanny pulled apart from him, taking him to his room to rest, since she went missing he haven't left his house hoping that she'll be back one of these days, he barely slept or eat, he just worked from home and talked with everyone he could trying to find her.

She was at her little job, not a proper one she just helped the lady of the flower shop to make bouquets on the weekends and she'll have a little payment, enough to buy groceries for the week, she lives now without luxury as Sunghoon accustomed her to, she was happy this way too but she missed him so much, y/n couldn't help but to expect him in the afternoon asking for his kiss after he came from work, she missed to feel him at night to cuddle him and feel safe and loved, she was daydreaming about him that he once loved her before having an affair.

-what 's his name?- she looked up at miss Kim- the boy you like

-oh Sunghoon- she keeps working on his bouquet

-why you miss him?

-I don't, I just remembered him but it's nothing especial

-I have lived twice as long as you to know when someone is in love, so tell me…

-he's my husband but he doesn't love me, we got married because our families but it's okay I accepted that, now we parted separate ways- she shrugs her shoulders- we're better this way

-if you were better this way you wouldn't talk about him with so much regret, you love him and miss him

-I do, but things are complicated, I do love him but he never loved me back, he treated me good but it's not what I want- the lady takes her hands

-my child everyone falls in love with you, I don't know a single soul in this town who doesn't love you already- she takes a pot with flowers- I bet that Sunghoon is just dumb but it's okay, as long as he's good, if you ever decide to try again I bet he'll fall for you… take this it's forget me not, love and loyalty, eternal love but also deep longing, mother nature will heard your prayers and will bring your true love back to you- she takes the pot smiling

-thank you,for everything since I came here

-thank you for helping this old bones

They both laughed and kept working, until the late afternoon, talking about anything and everything.

Another month passed in a blink of an eye, Sunghoon have loss a significant amount of weight, the dark circles made him look almost dead, he didn't even took off his pajamas now, walking around his house like a man sentenced to death the maids tried so hard to convince him to eat or take showers, but only Mrs Min managed to convince him sometimes, it hurt everyone in the house to see him like that, he didn't allowed them to open the curtains so everything was always in a dim light erasing for him the time, he was working almost like a robot, just doing what he's supposed to do without much thinking, everyday at the same hour he would try to call only to find the same voice message “line cannot be connected”, Mrs Min entered with his food.

-my beautiful boy it's meal time- she started to call him again his usual nickname from when he was little

-i'm not hungry- he pouted knowing he can't scape this- I'll just finish this and go to sleep

-no you can't- she takes the bowl and the spoon to hand feed him- I personally made your favorite, so now open- it was like if Sunghoon was 5 again and his nanny was struggling to give him veggies- you need to be strong and healthy- he eats still looking at her- when Mrs Park come back you need to be my strong handsome boy for her

-you think she's gonna ever come back?- he looks at his nanny with his sparkling eyes, taking another bite of his food

-i think she loves you way to much to be angry at you forever… only time will give you the peace in your heart

She keeps fedding him until the bowl is empty giving him his kiss on the forehead before leaving him alone, he sighs starting to get going into his room to lay in bed when one of his bodyguards came in to the house running, screaming for Mr Park, he almost tackled Sunghoon when he saw him on the hall to his room.

-I saw Mrs Park I know where she is- Sunghoon's face light up immediately

-we have to go now tell them to take my car out I need you and y/n’s bodyguards too- Mrs Min saw them walking to the front door

- where do you think you're going?

-for my wife nanny, they found her

-wait a minute- she gets in his way- you can't do that, number one you're a mess right now, you haven't showered in days, number two what's your plan? Just take her and force her to comeback?, number three you're not even sure if she wants to see you

-but nanny…

-no but my beautiful boy, I love you but I'm not gonna let you hurt Mrs Park just because you decided that at the end of the day you actually love her… go shower now- Sunghoon was about to cry and protest- go and don't throw a tantrum I'm old to deal with that… I'll think in something so we go for her with a plan- Sunghoon's eyes lit up, kissing his nanny’s cheek and running to his bedroom to get ready.

Y/n was finishing some things in the flower shop wiping the dirt on his apron, leaving it on the shed.

-i'm done, I'll see you tomorrow

-bye darling don't forget to bring me one of those cookies you make

-I won't forget, bye

She went out saying hi to the people on the street, she went to the small market to buy everything for the week and to make the cookies she promised; on the other side of the street a group of people is watching her from the small cafe.

-i'll go now- Sunghoon tried to go for her but Mrs Min holds him

-no, you'll wait for the right moment… now you big guy go to buy a beautiful bouquet- she took her wallet giving the bodyguard money- we'll wait here for her to come out you'll tell her the truth about what you feel and you have to promise me if she tells you no you won't force her again

-but nanny, I want to be with her… I love her

-I know, my beautiful boy, but you can't just force her to still love you back- she takes the bouquet from the bodyguard handing it to Sunghoon- I'll wait for you at home… I trust you'll do the right thing… big guy it's time to go- she also handed him the keys to his car, she waved goodbye leaving him alone to deal with his feelings.

He followed her quietly and a certain distance, waiting for her to actually get to her house he waited outside unsure to ring the doorbell; she was putting everything away on her pantry and fridge starting to cut the veggies for her dinner when the doorbell rings, she quickly goes to the door opening freezing on her spot to see him there.

-my love, oh my how much I missed you- he cups her face to kiss her but she pushed him- love, please I… - her hand landed hard and heavy on his cheek taking him by surprise, then the door slamming and he locked up outside- my love please I can explain, just let me see you please

-go away, I don't wanna see you ever again in my life- her voice cracks at the end and her tears run down her face

-please let me in just a moment to explain you everything

-no, I know what happened I don't need explanations, just go… stop hurting me and go- her sobbings broke his heart even more, crying himself on the other side of the door

He didn't try again staying outside the house with the bouquet there, he sat on the sidewalk giving her space but still not giving up. The hours went by until it was dark outside and he felt so cold, he started to sing outside her door hoping for her to listen.

-I've never seen you looking so lovely as you did tonight… I've never seen you shine so bright, mhm hmm- she heard his voice outside thinking that he would be already gone by now- I've never seen so many men ask you if you wanted to dance- she got close to her window seeing him just standing there singing- They're looking for a little romance, given half a chance… And I have never seen that dress you're wearing- he made eye contact with her- Or the highlights in your hair that catch your eyes- singing his heart out for her- I have been blind… please my love open the door

-if I do that would you stop singing?

-only if that's what you want- she slowly went to her door to open

-The lady in red- he was unsure but he pulled her close to him finally holding her again- Is dancing with me, cheek to cheek… There's nobody here, it's just you and me- he started to swing softly dancing with her- It's where I want to be… But I hardly know this beauty by my side- she started to cry again- I'll never forget the way you look tonight… please forgive me

-no… you liar- she hugs him tighter crying finally letting out everything she feels since the day she left

-I have missed you like crazy, I can't live without you my love, do you want me dead? I can do that if you ask me- she whimpers- or I can come here every day until you forgive me even if it takes an eternity for you to love me again

-don't say nonsense- she pulled apart seeing him, noticing how he looks his dark circles, pale skin and how much weight he's missing

-can I come in?- she nods moving so he can come, he finally gave her flowers she takes them to put them on a vase

Sunghoon looked around the house, how tiny but cozy it was, it smelled sweet like vanilla and sugar but overall like her, he looks at her pot and the forgive me not flowers alongside with a photo frame with a cutout from the newspaper, it was his photo the one there and he felt happy that she still thinks on him at least enough to have him there all this time.

-I read about what happened to you, I'm sorry you went through that, Mrs Lim was really evil for doing that to you

-i don't care… I prefer it was me the one they drug to ruin and not you, I would never have forgive myself if they have done that to you my love

-do you want water or something before you go?- his smile faded

-i'm okay… do you know a place where I can stay here?

-the nearest hotel is in the next town, 40 minutes est

-oh, okay… do you have plans for tomorrow?-she nods

- I work at the flower shop

-can I pick you up to go somewhere? We missed 8 dates and 1 trip

-I would rather not… I'm sorry, I don't know if I can still pretend I'm okay with that arrangement. I loved you so much it hurt a lot seeing you with someone else… and you hit me too

-i know I was a dick and I regret every single minute of it, I'm still trying to remember everything but I want you to know how sorry I'm… not just that, I'm sorry for everything for slapping you, for being a terrible husband, for missing our anniversary, for not answering my phone that night… for acting that way, for taking another woman into our home… I can live with all of that if you don't forgive me but I would never let myself live if I don't tell you how much I regret not telling you how much I love you- her eyes went big in surprise- how in love I am with everything you do, every inch of your body, each piece of your soul… I was a fool trying to deny what I felt since long ago… I have loved you since our honeymoon when you hugged me so tight I thought that was the only place in the world I wanted to be… I have loved you since your beautiful laugh made me feel happy- she was crying now with her arms crossed on her chest

- Sunghoon please don't…

-no I won't shut up now… because I wasted a whole year not telling you how much you mean to me, how much I love you… how your kisses makes me the happiest man on earth, how I rather be dead than without you because my life doesn't have meaning without the love of my life… and I'm sorry I realized that too late- he was crying too turning around to leave

-wait… you're missing something- he turned around immediately feeling her run to his arms to hug him he wrapped his arms around her body she was whimpering as he finally held her- I love you- and then she kissed him and he responded immediately.

She tangled her arms around his neck while he held her legs up wrapping them on his waist, holding her body as tight as he could, walking with her on arms until he reached the sofa laying her softly on it pulling apart to start to kiss every inch of her exposed.

-i love you so much Mrs Park, there's no a future without you at least not for me

-i love you too Mr Park, even if you're terrible at expressing feelings… Do you want to stay the night here?

-I would love too

Sunghoon wipes her tears, staying just there seeing her again like it's just a dream, still afraid that he's imagining her right now, he just cups her face caressing her cheek she pecks his lips before pushing him off, he frowns but she have already slipped from his arms running into the kitchen to take the cookies out of the oven, he followed her seeing her bake.

-i'll make you something for dinner, you can go to my room to wash and maybe find something to wear… I have t-shirts and boxers in one of my drawers- Sunghoon wrapped his arms around her waist kissing her neck

-i'll be quick

He explored the tiny house finding cute how she still have glimpses of him, their wedding photo was on her night stand, one of his shirts was on the closet, the magazine with the photos of their honeymoon, all the cutouts of the newspapers about the drug incident and the lawsuit against the Lim family, he smiles because deep down he was getting ready for her to never forgive him for her to hate him, but she still loves him. He washed himself and changed clothes going to the kitchen smelling the food she made.

-smells delicious… who taught you how to cook?- he back hugged her

-i learned watching Mrs Min, it's not as tasty as hers but is good enough- she served him a bowl of the soup and one for her

He helped her to set the table, sitting and waiting for her to come with him. Once she's close he pulled her to his lap, not wanting to take his hands off her, feeling her body.

-stop… it's gonna get cold- she takes her bowl starting to eat but his hands were inching closer to her breasts and she slapped them away- Sunghoon stop now

-my love I'm a man and I'm weak I haven't seen my wife in two months and now she denied me touch her gorgeous body- he pouts but still opened his mouth for her to feed him

-I haven't forgive you completely, I'm not even sure how long you're gonna stay here before you leave

-you mean we leave right?- she shakes her head

-I don't wanna be back to that type of life- she looks down- you can have any blonde big boobs girl you want now- she mentioned frowning taking a spoonful for her herself

-did you not listened to what I said? You're the love of my life, I realized that I love you more than my own life…

-i like this house

-then let's run away from our life, I'll leave everything my company, my family, everything… I don't care I wanna grow old with you… I'll learn how to cook, to clean… please don't leave me I'll do anything you ask me too- he feels desperation flooding his body- I'll kill myself just to make you happy

-don't say stuff like that- she tried her best to turn around and see him, he looked so sad- I don't want you to die, I just want you to be happy to do what you like to have your life again exactly like before we got married

-but what about what I want? I want you and nothing else, just you please my love, let me love you I'll kiss the floor where you step I'll make you an altar just let me adore you, you don't have to love me back anymore I just wanna be with you- he holds her tighter feeling like she's slipping away from his arms, like if this nightmare without her is never gonna end

-Hoonie please don't make it harder for me

-but it's okay for you to make me suffer…- he sighs- I know I fucked everything up but if you leave me I'm gonna…

-don't say that again… I think is better this way we never fitted together everyone said that

He silently did as she said, eating in silence but without letting her go, he was feeling so sad, and when they finished he helped her on her feet getting up and taking the dirty dishes to the sink, he started to wash them and she just stared at him and how depressed he looks right now.

-I'm sorry I don't wanna go back together

-no, it's okay… you have all the right to hate me yet you still told me you love me… I feel happy… I guess I'll go now, 40 minutes is a long way for an hotel and I want to come here early hoping I can take you to work- he gets close to kiss her forehead- I'll bring you breakfast too my love

-but… are you not gonna stay?- she didn't meant to sound so disappointed

-i don't wanna make you feel uncomfortable- he pulled her a little unsure cupping her face to kiss her waiting for her to push him but she pulled him too, they kissed with sweetness pulling a part shortly after- good night my love, please at least dream about me just like I do with you every night

-please stay… only for today- her voice was almost a whisper

-i'll sleep on your sofa

She wanted to protest but she knows Sunghoon is doing that because she asked basically for him to not being around, for them not being together. Sunghoon takes her on his arms carrying her to her room leaving her softly on her bed kissing one last time before going to her living room and getting as comfortable as he could on the couch, he closed his eyes trying to sleep, he did it for a couple hours only but he couldn't get himself to sleep knowing she was there so close to him but so far away, he got up to make himself a coffee he felt so out of place pouring his cup and walking back to the living room.

-Hoonie? Is that you?- he looks at her on the entrance of her bedroom

-yes my love- she went to the living room to him- I'm sorry did I woke you?- she nods going straight to hug him sitting on his lap straddling him- I didn't mean to do it

-Is okay I don't mind it- she snuggled on his chest closing her eyes

-were you sleeping well?- he softly pats her back

- so good I dreamed about you- she started to kiss his neck- about our first time together… not the ugly one… the one you made me feel so good and loved

-i'm sorry I made have an ugly first time

-don't feel sorry I wouldn't want anyone else to be my first time- he takes a sip of his coffee swinging softly to make her relax and sleep again- I feel like I want you inside but I don't have the energy to make love- she whispered hiding on his neck

-oh we can actually do that… if you want… you can just warm me while you sleep

-i don't know how to do that

-you don't have to do anything just look pretty and relax

-I want you please Hoonie

He kiss her cheek getting up with her on his arms going to her bedroom leaving her in bed to undress her lower half, he kneels in front of her staying eye level with her crotch, getting close to taste her she immediately covered herself with her hand.

-i need to prep you baby, to not hurt you

-i… it's just… I haven't shaved my… my pussy- she blushed and he finds her adorable under the soft light on her nightstand

-me neither- he say with a soft chuckle- haven't shave in a long time

-but you're gonna… gonna eat me… and I haven't

-my love I couldn't care less- he takes her hand off leaning to give her soft kisses on her clit- i missed this pussy so much and she missed me too… it's already drooling for me- he gives a long lick from her entrance to her clit making her moan.

He was slowly making out with her pussy, until she was dripping wet, she was moaning, he takes her on his arms again going to sit on bed with her on top he takes his already hard length, kissing her neck helping her to put it inside her, she holds onto him moaning feeling the stretch he was all inside now groaning feeling her walls squeezing him, her pussy fluttering to fit him comfortably.

-feels good love?

-so good Hoonie- she jawns- really can we sleep like this?- she looks at him with her tired eyes feeling so sleepy

-if you feel comfortable enough we can

-I like how it feels… Am I making you feel good too?- she shifts fixing her position making him twitch and bite a moan

-so good… feels like heaven- he pats her back making sure she's back to sleep, shifting slowly to get comfortable- sweet dreams my love- he holds her tight on top of him.

Finally closing his eyes to get his much desired rest after so many sleepless nights thinking about her, she was finally with him even if it's only for a while. She opened her eyes when the light from the window hit her face, she stirred awake feeling his length heavy inside of her, she moaned snuggling on his chest, y/n stayed there just admiring him how insanely beautiful he is, she really loves him but she doesn't know why she feels so afraid to go back to him, to their usual life, maybe because of that because she loves him too much that it hurts more when something happens, she tried not to think about it and just enjoy him feeling safe and happy like this the stretch was comfortable until Sunghoon stirred making her bite a moan, feeling him push deeper, he groaned and opened his eyes looking straight to her and smiling.

-good morning my love- he carefully sits with her on his lap- did you had a good sleep?- he started to kiss all over her face

-so good- she jawns enjoying all his kisses

-let's get you ready for work okay?- she just stays still while he pulls out, she bites a moan- are you feeling alright?

-yes… just that I feel empty now- she blush and Sunghoon chuckle kissing her forehead.

He got up and out of habit he went straight to her closet to pick her clothes, choosing from her limited wardrobe what he liked the best, he handed the clothes to her, going to the shower to get the water ready, she looked at him smiling as if it's just as it used to be before she left. She showered and changed, as promised he took her to the cafe in front of the flower shop, she told him about everything she did there, how much she loves the town even if it's small, her favorite stores, how people always greeted her with a smile and the time she caught a cold they helped her making chicken soup and teas, Sunghoon listened feeling happy that she found the place where she's truly happy, once it was time to let her go he kiss her forehead the sadness flooding again his body hugging her.

-can I come to see you?- she was all happy and giggly

-yes anytime Hoonie

-i'll try my best to come again before the end of the week, I have a lot of work to do but I'll tell my assistant to make space for you my love- her smile faded she thought that he was talking about coming over while she's at work

-oh are you… are you leaving now?- he nods

-I have a lot of work to do… it's been messy since you been gone everyone would be surprised to see me at the office again, my nanny probably would feel happy that I finally left the house for good- he smiles but there's only sadness all over his face- now go inside- she did turning around when he was about to get in his car- I love you… now you blow me a kiss

She did as he said, feeling immense happiness, she went inside to work, her brain repeating the I love you all day.

-what it is now?- her boss was on the counter looking her lovestruck eyes

-nothing, my husband… he came to apologize and see me… he told me that he loves me

-so that means you're not gonna work here anymore?

-are you firing me?- she looks surprised at her

-no, but if you finally got what you desired for so long I would expect for you to go back to your home with him

-I told him I didn't want to be back together- her face immediately reflects sadness she's feeling

-I'm not understanding… he came here only to tell you how much he loves you, that he misses you and yet even if that's what you wanted you turned him down?

-it's complicated…

-how? Life is never that complicated, especially in this because if you're dying for him and he does too… one plus one is two, you get back together

-I don't want for him to hurt me again

-right, so you're gonna stay for the rest of your life here, doing what? This?- her boss takes a bouquet from her hands- I just hope you take this decision because is what you want not because you're afraid to get hurt, I'm old enough to give you advice and to know that this is the type of things you'll talk about with regret when you're my age- she gives her flowers to finish a bouquet.

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The week already ended and Sunghoon didn't come back to the town, then another week, and she felt like he abandoned her. She went to work feeling defeated.

-I don't wanna be that type but I told you… what it is now?

-he hasn't come back, it's been two weeks- she lays her face in the counter completely sad and defeated

-so you told him you didn't want for you to be back together and now you're crying and complaining because he did as you asked… seems reasonable to be angry for that

-I know it is my fault… I just… I don't… I expected for him to be here as he said

-don't wanna be the bad boss that doesn't care about you but darling you need to get to work we have orders- y/n got up to start with the floral arrangements- it will be better with time I promise

She got to work, most of the day she was busy since it will be the fair of flowers, she was left alone in the store since Miss Kim was out all day doing her earrings, it was already closed and she was finishing putting things away when the bell in the front door rings.

-i'm sorry is already closed, come back tomorrow- she was giving her back to the door finishing the set up of some flowers, the bell didn't ring again- I'm sorry but I already told you we're close

-i just want to pick an order I made this morning- she turned around seeing Sunghoon with his work suit she smiles and runs to him wrapping her limps on him to hug him

-Why did you take so long to come?- she started to softly cry when Sunghoon wrapped his arms around her

-I'm sorry I was busy with work, I needed to finish a lot of things if I want to spend the weekend with my little love- he kiss her forehead cupping her face to wipe her tears- oh it was true that I ordered a bouquet this morning, is under the name of my nanny

She quickly searched for the forget me not bouquet, and he paid for it, handing the flowers to her making her blush and smile like a fool, knowing what it means to receive them.

-let's go, I have your favorite takeout in my car, we can go to your place and eat while you tell me about your week.

She contently nods taking the flowers and closing the shop, getting on his car, she started to tell him about the fair of the flowers and all the things she did today, Sunghoon listened attentively opening the door for her when they arrived, she keeps talking while he plates everything, he made sure to give her bites while she's telling him about her days without him, the new things she found in the vintage store, the newborn of a couple down the street, the market and her new obsession to go there to eat.

-what about you?- she ask with her cheeks full

-I haven't done much love, just work I have a lot to do still

-but we're going to spend the weekend together, right?

-yes my love we'll do whatever you want and spend time together

-I know where I want to take you, you are going to love it, did you bring a swimsuit by any chance?

-actually… yes I do

-great because there's a beautiful lake where we can swim, there's flowers all over and really close to here there's a sanctuary for wildlife, we can go too

-I would love to do that, sounds amazing

She happily keeps talking about the new bird drinker and the seeds she left for them, Sunghoon was so happy hearing her talk about the things she makes, with deep sadness he accepted that she was more happy here and not with him, he wasn't ready to let her go yet but he'll have to eventually.

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Monday morning arrived sooner than he wanted, she was tangled with him in bed, snuggled against his chest and sleeping peacefully, in any moment he needs to leave even if he doesn't feel ready, Sunghoon still needs to work since the Company is a chaos right now, his assistant called him to tell him all the appointments and meetings from the week, even if he tried to talk lowly she woke up, looking at him with her sleepy face, he made sure to get everything before ending the call.

-good morning love, did you sleep well?- he kiss her forehead

-so good- she snuggled more on him, and that made harder for him to go

-I'm glad… I need to get ready, I need to go to work and I'm kinda far away from my office- she just giggles getting up bed

-you can shower and dress while I make your breakfast- she pecks his lips before leaving

Sunghoon took a shower and put on his suit, he gathered his things going to the kitchen, she served them sitting next to him, he eats with a heavy heart knowing is just minutes away their goodbye, when they finished she got up to clean the dishes, he looks at her doing this, so domestic and happy, she seems more distant from the life he offered in the beginning and she looks so happy here.

When she finished quickly and giggling she straddle him, cupping his face and giving him kisses all over, he smiles but soon he frowns.

-what's wrong?

-i've have been talking with my lawyer and my nanny a lot… about you… me… us

-oh really? What about us?- she said so happy fluttering her lashes

- I love you so much, in fact you're my first love I never got to experience this feeling before you… I think you're the love of my life- she feels her tummy revolve with butterflies, blushing at what he's saying- and it kills me when I'm not with you, but I have seen how happy you're here… how much you like this life and not the one I can offer you… -he extended his arm to his bag taking a file leaving it in the table- it hurts my heart but I just wanna make you happy…- she saw the divorce papers and freeze, her eyes immediately tearing- I will take care of you, will send money as my contract with you says, I'll provide for you for the rest of my life and beyond… this is just for you to be free, to have what you want and hopefully you'll find someone else that it's good for you, I know you love babies maybe one day you can be a mother… just promise me that even if you find someone else you'll call me if you need help- she couldn't understand why… why if he said he loves her why he came with the divorce papers

-i don't wanna

-my love… it's the best for you

-no, I want you… I love you why haven't you understand that?- she was feeling angry

-you're the one that told me you didn't want to be back together- she felt guilty because it was true, she got angry with what he is doing but she asked for it

-i hate you- she pushed him getting off his lap and going to her room, he followed her only to receive the door slammed on his face

-my love… please talk to me, what's wrong? What do you want from me?- she was sobbing

-go away leave me alone you liar… you don't love me… don't wanna see you in my life I hope you die- she let out all her rage on him

-i'll be back on Friday to pick up the papers… I love you with all my life- he heard her sobbing- I'm sorry my love…-

Sunghoon left driving directly to his office feeling like trash, but in the end he knows it is the best to let her be happy and finally have a choice in her life.

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Friday arrived and she was currently working, treating everyone with fake sympathy, she was still angry with Sunghoon, she hates him for not trying, because he didn't fight for them he just put the divorce papers there not caring about her.

-what it is now that you want to stab anyone coming through that door?- her boss asked her taking the scissors from her hand

-my soon to be ex husband came last week only to bring divorce papers

-and why are you angry?- she looks at her condescendingly

-because he wants a divorce he's a liar that only told me that he loved me to laugh at how naive I am- her boss let out a sarcastic laugh

-You're not serious… oh you are- miss Kim rubbed the sides of her head- let me check I got it right, your husband was drugged to damage his reputation, that's when you thought he was cheating on you but it was all set up to destroy him, you of course ran away from your home and came here, two months later he found you came all the way here to confess his undeniable love for you but you told him you didn't want to be back together, you told him you didn't want the life he was offering… and for what you have told me he told you he would leave everything he knows his life as it is now including his millionaire company to be with you here in this life you want, but you again told him no, last week he was here he arrived here to give you what you asked for and now you're angry with him?

-it's not like that, it's… I didn't asked him to divorce I want him to fight for us to show me that he loves me- miss Kim cups her face talking with all the softness she can

-darling he loves you so much he's giving you the greatest proof of love, letting you go to be happy even if it breaks his heart

-but I don't wanna divorce I love him- she cried frustrated because she knows that she's the one in the wrong

-so what? You expect him to come here everyday or every week just because you don't want any real commitment anymore? To spend the rest of your marriage making him split between his life and the one you want that's only meant for you?- she cried harder- when the storm season arrives do you want him driving for hours on a lonely dangerous highway? In winter with the snow and the slippery roads?... for what you have told me he would definitely take those roads without a second thought only to see you even if it risks his life

-what do I do?

-you have to chose, but more important you have to tell him what you want, what you really want not this push and pull between you both

Her phone rings, it's him, she takes a deep breath, because it's probably Sunghoon asking when to pick up the papers she hasn't signed, she answered the phone, but it wasn't his voice, it was a woman.

-hello Mrs Park, I'm miss Lee, Mr Park personal assistant, I have scheduled for him to go pick up the papers today, whatsoever he's not in condition to go so I'll be the one picking them, I'll let you know when I'm leaving from here to your home, approximately 5 pm.

-why he can't come?

-it's delicate, something came up, like I was telling you once we submit the papers, it will take 7 business days for the first hearing. Mr. Park asked me to get you a lawyer just for formality, not to fight something. He is willing to give you anything you ask him for- this was to much for her

-tell your boss I'm not giving you the papers… he hates me that much that cannot see me again?

-I understand your concern but he's unwilling now- she feels that rage again flooding her body- I'm gonna lose my job for this but I can't bear it anymore, Mr Park is at hospital, he haven't feeling any good since months ago and everything pile up, he threatened to fire anyone who would tell you about his health- her breath was caught on her throat

-but he was fine last week… -her voice sounds small and hurt

-i'll send you the hospital and the information about his staying here, I hope you're good Mr Park, have a great day

The call ended and she stayed there just spacing out, why didn't he mention anything?, miss Kim was closing the store and taking her keys.

-well let's go… I warn you that I am not a good driver, but at least I am better than you, who can't drive

-what? But…

-your husband is at hospital… sorry soon to be ex husband, but you're still married and he needs you now, now get going is long way to where you used to live

She just nodded while getting inside the car, indicating to her boss where to go, the waiting was killing her and she felt so anxious, the road felt like it was eternal and she was holding back her tears, reading the diagnosis.

“Underweight risk of anemia, burnout resulting from stress and anxiety disorders, sleep cycle disturbances”

When she finally got there she basically run inside the hospital yelling a thanks to her boss, in the front desk she asked for Sunghoon, his personal assistant was there and she was the one taking her to his room, when she saw him she broke to cry, with oxygen mask, fragile and connected to a lot of machines.

-he was sedated because he refused to sleep, doctors don't allow visits inside the room when he's like this

-how long has he been here?

-two days, he collapsed at his office

-but he was alright when I saw him

- I'm really gonna lose my job but part of it is make sure that Mr Park is alright, and the only dumb person who didn't realize that you was the one making feel alright was him… since you left he stopped eating, his nanny used to force him but it was so little compared to what he actually needed, he stopped going to the office, he didn't even showered sometimes, he used to send me messages in the early morning or after midnight asking me if you by any chance called, he fired a lot of private investigators that couldn't find you, everyone felt relief when someone knew where you were- she didn't knew all of that and now she feels bad for him- it got better after he saw you and spend some time with you, we all thought that things would be back to normal… he didn't told me anything about the divorce, he didn't told anyone only the lawyer, he got back on Monday and went directly to work, he locked himself on his office and didn't let anyone inside, he didn't sleep or eat at all until thursday… he had a meeting and wasn't there so I went for him and he was laying on the floor unconscious… I called emergency services and even here he refused to eat or sleep insisting he had a lot to do, he was babbling that he needed more money to left a good amount of inheritance to his wife… he said that his wife wanted him to die- ha assistant took a handkerchief to wipe her tears

-he didn't told me anything- she felt guilty it was because of her that he was here- he seemed alright when he left I don't understand how this happened- his personal assistant looked at her with some resentment and she's aware that she's the problem here the reason he is like this

-when he was already here he asked me to pick the papers get you a lawyer and also asked me that if something happens to him that you're his only heir- there's some hate on the voice miss Lee wipes her tears- if you excuse me I have work to do, Mr Park was clear on his desires

Y/n stayed there crying outside his room curled up in a chair just looking at the empty chair in front of her, her boss was still around finding her to give her food.

-I had some useful things in my car, I have a blanket, a travel pillow, I bought you some food, this fancy drink they have in the cafeteria… and for your husband flowers- she handed everything to y/n including the forget me not bouquet- he'll be okay… you ask mother nature for your true love to be back with you, don't mess it up this time okay- she kiss her forehead- I should leave, way back home is long

-i'll pay you back I promise

-just promise me if you remarry with him you'll buy your flowers with me

-i promise, but you have to be there too

-I promise too, now take the right choice okay darling?-she just nodded before she was left alone.

Y/n waited outside his room until late night when he woke up, she heard him groan and complain, she peeks through the door seeing him there, she went directly to the nurses telling them that he's conscious and they immediately entered to check on him, she watched from the glass in the door, she cried seeing him like that, so fragile when he used to be imposing, his physique demanded respect, his aura put anyone at his disposal, but now this side of him broke her heart in a way she didn't knew it was possible.

-you can come now if you want, Mr Park is a little dazed but it's normal because of the medicine

She went inside after everyone else left the room, Sunghoon was looking at the window barely noticing her presence, they already removed the oxygen mask but there's still a lot of cables on his arms and chest.

-I don't wanna eat I already told the previous nurses I'm not hungry and yes I don't care if they put a feeding tube on me

-you must be hungry after not eating for days- he quickly turned his face to see her, his face lit up- your assistant called me to tell me about this, were you planning just to divorce me? To get rid of me? For what? To auto destroy yourself?... didn't you think for a moment what I felt when they told me everything how careless you're acting?- he frowns while she cries- are you not going to offer me a hello kiss after how much I missed you, did you not miss me?- Sunghoon smiles weakly

-did you not miss me, my love?- he said with a tint of nostalgia for those words he used to say to her every day when he came home from work

-I did, a lot

-why didn't you kissed me hello then?- she got close to bed still a little unsure leaning to kiss his lips, softly, she was still crying she felt his hands on her cheeks wiping the tears- why is my wife crying so much?

-because my husband told me he loves me but wants to divorce me and abandon me, he's a liar

-that's not true, your husband loves you a lot that's why he's willing to let you go and be happy

-Haven't he thought that he's the reason I'm happy? That I love how he blows me a kiss every day before leaving for work, that he sometimes escapes from work just to go eat with me, that I look forward to our date every Saturday, that I love how much effort he puts on dressing us in matching clothes… - she cried harder- Haven't he thought how much I missed him? How cold and empty the bed is when I don't share it with him, how much I miss our goodnight kiss, or when he stays in bed with me just to cuddle together, how loved and safe I feel when he holds me, hasn't he thought about any of that? That no one makes me happy the way he does

-then why did you leave me?- his voice was broken, holding his own tears- why didn't you call? Or told me you were alright?... Why did you told me you didn't want to be together anymore?

-because I was afraid… -she cups his face wiping his tears- I love you so much it hurts sometimes when I felt that you didn't love me back, that night I saw you and my biggest fear was there, I was losing you, when you asked me to come back I was afraid to feel like that again without realizing I was really going to lose you because of me- she leans to kiss him again, both of them crying and their tears mixing- you have a dumb wife so you have to explain everything to her- she smiles remembering how he calls himself dumb so she can explain everything

-i have a really smart wife, so smart that she's the one explaining me things all the time, telling me fun facts she reads during the day- he pulled her to him, making her lay down with him in bed wrapping his arms around her -are we coming back together?

-yes, I didn't sign the divorce so you have wife until death tear us apart Mr Park

-nah I don't think so, not gonna let you run away so easily again, gonna chase you in every single life after this and make you mine again and again for eternity- he smiles making her smile too

She lays down with him, her head on his chest, careful with the cables and where her hand is.

-can we go from time to time to my little house? Now that I'll be back in our home I don't wanna left completely my house

-of course we can, maybe a romantic getaway a whole weekend just you and me, how's that sound?

-i would love to do that… are you not angry with me for leaving?

-no, I could never be angry at you

-your assistant told me you fired a lot of people and yelled at everyone because of me

-not because of you, because they couldn't do anything right, I was angry, yes but not with you, with me because I was the one responsible for you to leave

-i'm sorry I ran away and caused a mess

-don't be sorry… you needed to be away from me and everything… not gonna lie I prefer you attached to me, I like that my wife is clingy and so needy of love, makes me feel like I'm doing something good and that's why she likes to be with me- she gasped almost offended

-you're the clingy one you always ask for kisses an naked cuddles and stuff like that

-you're right but you can't blame me, have you seen how pretty my wife is, how perfect? I just can't get enough of her- he let our a deep laugh squeezing her butt cheek shamelessly making her Yelp

-stop… we're at hospital

-I would buy it if I need to just to get a taste of you

-stop saying nonsense- she gently smack his chest making him smile, leaning to kiss her passionately

She melts on the kiss, finally everything feels correct, that every piece is finally in place, that she came back home after a long time, feeling that warmth and love she always desired but now was real and it was here, on his arms.

Fin.

I didn't know you had a 10 pic limit, but anyways I hope you like this, I feel like I need it the opposite of the first story I made of Sunghoon.

I wanted a more soft Hoonie because if I'm down bad for him I want the same from him.

[ella423]

Liam Mairi x Female Reader

Attention

Summary: When your boyfriend seems too busy looking after another girl, your bitterness seems to have a mind and a plan of its own. But will it backfire?

Warnings: Smut, mentions of blood, angst

A/N: This has to be my favourite story so far, and it's pretty long too! It's heavily inspired by the amazing Tight Black Leathers, written by the talented @scorpioriesling, who's fanfics are what inspired me to write my own. Go check out her work!

I watch as Liam gracefully climbs down Deigh's leg, the muscles in his arms rippling as he lands firmly on the ground.

You aren't going to go to loverboy? My dragon, Stratia asks, as I stay motionless atop her, observing Liam.

"No I want to see what he does."

Liam pats Deigh's foreleg and they appear to exchange a few words. He turns...

My eyes narrow....

.... And heads off in Tairn's direction, to where Violet has just slid down his foreleg.

I release a breath I didn't realize I had been holding. Why did I think he would come towards me?

Who am I anyway?

Not like I'm his girlfriend, who he used to walk back with after Flight Field, and pretty much everywhere else, up until exactly 20 days ago, when Liam's 'brother', the almighty indispensable Xaden Riorson decided that a 21 year old grown woman, Violet Sorrengail, who has bonded the most powerful dragon of our year, needed 24/7 protection by a boy who had a girlfriend.

Give me the clearance and I'll char him. Never liked him anyway, Stratia grumbles in my head.

"Stratia."

Don't tell me you still love that cheating bastard. He's been practically ignoring you for days now.

"He hasn't cheated on me!"

How do you know that? Not like he's been around you at all. Or even bothered to come find you. Even after you've been giving him weird looks.

"I-..... He's not cheating on me Stratia, he would never.. he's not like that..."

But she isn't wrong either, I think, as I climb down her foreleg, and walk back alone to my room. Since Liam's been assigned as Violet’s bodyguard, he's been following her around all the time. Violet and my timetable is slightly different, and Liam's was changed so he could be with her in every class. Liam no longer has time to spar with me because he trains with Violet now, and I can't do that time because it is my reserved spot in the Scribe Quadrant Library to study History. Liam and I always used to spend the night in each other's rooms. In the past 20 days, for atleast half of those nights, I've waited for him to return to his room, but fallen asleep by the time he would return. And the other nights when I expected him to come to mine, he never showed up, except maybe once or twice. The only time we see each other is during our Squad's common classes.

And initially, it was just mutual pining on both our sides. We used to kiss each other extra hard when we were around each other. I'd playfully mention how I 'didn't get my full body massage the night before', or how my neck seemed 'too spotless' lately. But it gradually became serious. The distance was genuinely depressing. And I missed my boyfriend. Missed his casual touches, our constant whispering and talking and flirting, his playful kisses for seemingly no reason, his deep, confident voice telling me how gorgeous I was, his beautiful blue eyes looking at me even when he thought I wasn't aware, his dimples and that arrogant smirk....

I barely realize when I reach my room. I yank my door open, and slam it shut.

This is ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous. I love Liam, and I know he loves me, even though he hasn't been around to say it as much.

I yank my closet door open, shoving aside my spare uniform unnecessarily aggressively, as I sift through the clothes at the back for some traning wear to change into.

It was absolutely demeaning, shameful and downright disrespectful for Xaden to assign Liam, of all the people, in this bloody place, as Violet’s bodyguard. How would he feel if Violet was suddenly asked to shadow Dain all the time?

I growl in frustration when I can't find the tank top I'm looking for. I chuck aside more clothes, carelessly tossing things around.

And Liam! That useless toerag! Doesn't he have a goddamn mouth? Is he not noticing that he hasn't so much as slept beside his girlfriend more than once or twice in almost a month? Or does he not care at all?

I pull back from my futile search, and kick my closet door. I barely feel a sting in my foot, but a little bit of my anger seems to drain out.

I can't seem to find my bloody training wear. But I have to be down for sparring class with Professor Emetterio in a short whle.

My eyes fall upon my sports bra, hanging from a hook on the closet door. Sighing, I pull it off and quickly change into it.

This will have to do for today, I guess. I move over to my tiny vanity mirror to see if it is decent enough.

Nothing overly revealing, but it does give my chest a good shape, the dip just low enough to..... tease.

Hmmm.

I tie my hair back into a tight ponytail, and double knot to make sure it stays. I don't normally make such tight styles, but I can't deny that it looks, striking? It makes my cheekbones much more defined, my eyes more intense.

As if acting on some strange feeling I don't yet want to fully acknowledge, I take out my kohl from the drawer and very lightly line the underside of my eyes, just a smudge, to pronounce them.

I walk over to my closet once more, and this time, pick out the tiniest cycling shorts I own- ones I rarely wear now that I have more muscle from months of rigorous training- and change into them.

Looking into the mirror makes me smile. I've always liked the way I looked, but this look makes me exceptionally pleased.

It's not unnatural to want to feel wanted, is it? To feel appreciated, admired. Especially when I have done nothing wrong. Nothing to deserve this second rate treatment from my own boyfriend.

I don't give a second thought to my new look. I walk out of my room and slam the door shut behind me. The training room is almost directly underneath my room, so I don't encounter a lot of people till I enter.

I ignore the momentary hush that falls over the cadets in the immediate vicinity of the door. I ignore the dropped jaws of the guys from Second Wing, not even trying to hide their staring. I ignore Caroline Ashton's glare as I walk past her.

I ignore it all, till I spot Sawyer and Ridoc leaning against a bench, talking. And a few metres to their right, Violet and Liam, laughing together.

Even then, I ignore the little jump my heart gives when I see his silhouette, with his back to me as he and Violet stand together.

He doesn't notice me, and I pretend to not have noticed him either, walking swiftly towards Ridoc and Sawyer.

Sawyer notices me first, his eyebrows raising as he fully takes me in. I wave at him, and Ridoc turns to look at me as he catches Sawyer's line of sight. There’s a pause, while his eyes widen. He stares at me for a moment, before a grin breaks over his face, and he lets out a low whistle.

"Damn, Y/L/N," he drawls, as I reach his side. "New look? Or new strategy to win your fight?"

"Neither of the above. I think my regular training wear is still in the wash. So I wore what was available", I shrug.

"Right. Available. Surrre" Ridoc scoffs.

I roll my eyes.

"No seriously though. Who are you trying to torture?"

"I'm not trying to torture anyone. This is literally all I had to wear for training."

"And the kohl just magically flew to your eyes right?"

"It looked nice."

"Right. Well, if it's Mairi you're trying to seduce, then I think it's working."

"More than working," Sawyer coughs.

"His eyes are practically tearing the bra off your body." Ridoc remarks.

I can't help the blush that creeps up my cheeks, but I roll my eyes.

"I hardly think he would even care."

Ridoc lets out a choked sound.

"Care? Y/N, are you-"

"Liam no longer seems to care about what I do or don't do now." I can't keep the bitterness out of my tone. "A little outfit can't do what I couldn't in weeks."

Ridoc frowns at the genuine emotion in my voice, his smirk faltering. Even Sawyer seems to note something is wrong. But then he seems to notice something behind me.

"Uhh Y/N, he's coming over here right now."

Shit. I don't want to face him right now. I can't. I'm about to turn around and walk off, when-

"Y/N, Thomas Girardi, to the third mat!" Emetterio's booming voice calls out.

I've never been this relieved at a match announcement before. I practically skip over to the mat, shaking hands with Thomas, who's a bulky First Year from Third Wing. Even he seems a little distracted, to say the least, as his eyes, as if betraying his better judgment, trail down my body, before he blushes and steps back. Sawyer is not called to the mat today, because he stays back to watch my fight, giving me an encouraging smile. Just as I smile back, I see a familiar blonde head saunter over and stand next him.

Apparently, Liam wasn't called either. I quickly focus back on Thomas, forcing back the stupid grin that threatened to split my face.

When the match begins, I'm even more determined to win this fight than I normally am. Liam actually coming over to watch ME fight, when I'm pretty sure Violet's sparring too, is hella surprising. Did my ridiculous outfit plan, borne out of pure bitterness and rage, actually work? Was Liam that affected by the sight of a little skin? While that is a little flattering, it's also.... underwhelming? Is physical aspect the only thing that could make him give me a little more attention? I push the thoughts out of my head. Atleast right now, it didn't matter why Liam was here. He was watching regardless. I couldn't lose this match.

Thomas is a good fighter, and more than a few times, he flips me over, and attempts to hold me down, but I'm a master of using my body to my advantage, and each time, I wriggle out of his hold.

"Nice slide, Y/N!" Sawyer calls out, as I slip past Thomas's bruising hold.

My eyes glint as we continue sparring, sweat pooling down my forehead.

Thomas lunges at me once more, but I tuck under his arm, kick his back, hard. He stumbles forward, but quickly regains consciousness. However, I'm ready for him. I ram into him, using his momentum against him, and punch his stomach, making him gasp and double over. In the second he doubles over, I spare a glance to the side, pride coursing through my veins.

But all warmth vanishes from me in a second.

Sawyer stands alone. Liam is gone from his side. And I don't need to look far to spot him. A few feet behind Sawyer, he stands next to Violet, who appears to have just finished her match. They're conversing in low tones, Liam’s hand on her shoulder-

The wind is knocked out of me as I slam back to the ground. And then Thomas is on top of me. I barely gasp, before he punches my cheek. My head flies to the left, and a sharp pain resonates through my face. A warmth trickles down my cheek, slipping down my nose, and to the mat below, glistening a vibrant red.

My head snaps to the other side, as he lands another swift blow. And another. And another.

The blooming pain makes me snap out of whatever pitiful stupor I was momentarily in, and slam my knee straight up into his exposed groin.

Thomas screams, and I take the chance, throwing my body up, flipping him around. I whip out a knife and hold it to his throat.

He yields before I even voice the command myself.

I quickly get off of him, dropping to my knees next to him.

"Are you alright?"

Thomas's eyes are squeezed shut, his mouth contorted in pain, as he curls his legs inward, his arms around them in a crushing grip.

"I'm-sigh- fine" he breathes out.

I offer him a hand, which he takes without much hesitation, helping him get to his feet. He looks at my face, and winces.

"Sorry for... those."

I smile, even though it hurts to do so. And not just physically.

"We're even, aren't we?"

Thomas shakes my hand, and I step off the mat.

Sawyer is immediately by my side.

"Gods Y/N, your cheeks-" he starts.

"I'm fine, Sawyer, let it go." I say, even though I can feel another drop of blood drip from my cheek to the floor.

My face throbs painfully, an irony, considering how numb I was feeling inside. I begin to shuffle painfully to the door.

"What happened, Y/N? Why did you zone out during the match? You had him in the palm of your hand, but your hesitation-"

"Sawyer," I stop in my pursuit, and turn to face him. "Let. It. G-"

"What in Malek's name happened to you?" A booming voice sounds, followed by quick heavy footsteps quickly making there way to me.

Not this fucker.

"Y/N, love, what bloody happened?" Liam's exclaims as he reaches my side. Violet’s there too in a second, both of them openly staring at my face as if I've grown horns.

I shake my head, and start to walk again.

"Darling-"

I flip around.

"DON'T CALL ME THAT," I snap. Liam’s eyes widen. "YOU WOULD KNOW WHAT HAPPENED IF YOU EVEN BOTHERED TO WATCH, YOU POOR EXCUSE OF A BOYFRIEND. STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!"

I don't bother waiting for a reply, before running out of the training room, bitter tears welling up in my eyes and rolling freely down my face, all the way to my room.

I slam the door shut behind me, and lean back against it.

My eyes screw shut, and my lip wobbles, before a sob finally breaks loose.

Tears or blood or sweat, I don't know at this point, flow like water down my face, and to the floor. My knees follow the same path.

I've barely been in my room for a minute, when an incessant pounding begins on the door, sending jolting vibrations through my body as I leaned against it.

"Y/N! Open the door! Please! What's wrong?" Liam's voice, loud and frantic, mixed with a hint of confusion, and what is unmistakably hurt.

"GET LOST," I scream, my voice cracking with sobs.

"Absolutely not! Let me in, Y/N! Wha- What happened?"

"Just. Go. AWAY!"

There's a long pause, and I wait with bated breath to see if his footsteps move away from the door.

But then Liam speaks again, softer this time, the pain his tone blatantly evident.

"Please, sweetheart. Just let me in. You can yell at me, scream, fight, punch me, kick me, do whatever. Just let me in. Don't shut me out like this."

And in my head, I picture him so clearly. His blonde hair, adorably tousled, strong arms around my waist, holding me close. His blue depths, normally full of life and love when looking at me, filled with hurt and confusion. Does he really not know why I'm so upset?

I tell myself it's my anger at his ignorance about what he's done wrong, that makes me get up and open the door.

Even though I'm glaring at him so fiercely I would expect him to recoil, Liam seems more concerned by the condition of my cheeks right now.

"Oh gods," he murmurs, before abruptly stepping into the room, making me step back in surprise. I only watch as he takes out the medical kit I keep in my drawer, before turning back to me, grabbing my hand, and ushering me to sit on the edge of my bed.

"I can do it myself," I whisper hoarsely, not meeting his gaze.

"Nonsense," he says, getting onto his knees in front of me so he's level with my face.

He doesn’t waste a second, only a quick warning about how it might sting, before one of his hands tilts my head the side, and the other gently brings some cotton dipped in antiseptic to a probable cut on my cheek.

I can't hold in my gasp as searing pains tears my face. Liam’s hand that's propping my chin up squeezes me comfortingly, but he remains firm with his swipes.

He cleans both sides of my face, the wounds as well as the blood, before bringing out some gauze.

"I can do it myself," I repeat, my voice no longer as weak.

"You're not dressing your owns wounds when I'm around, my love."

My anger, which had dissipated a little because of the all consuming pain (and the close proximity to him), flares up once again at his words.

"Oh, now you're boyfriend of the year, are you? Taking care of your so called girlfriend, when you're the reason she's hurt, when you can't even bother to watch the full fight!"

My voice rises in volume with each word, but to Liam's credit, he barely flinches.

"I- That's what you're upset about? I didn't watch the whole fight? Y/N-"

"It's not just that you-" I pick up a pillow from my bed and chuck it at him- "Insufferable duffer!"

"You're never around anymore! Not in the mornings, not during classes except for the ones I have with Violet, not during traning, not while studying, not while walking in the hallways, not at night! I barely see you anymore. I've been trying to respect that fact that Xaden gave you this duty, and he has... done a lot for you, but this is borderline ridiculous! I need you too. What's the point of being in a relationship when we aren't there for each other at all?"

Liam's expression, initially just filled with shock and lingering confusion, becomes more and troubled as I keep speaking, even seeming resigned to an extent, as if he feared this would happen. He look at the ground, pursing his lips. There's a long pregnant pause in the wake of my outburst, before he lets out a weary sigh.

"Y/N, I-" he begins, before pausing again. He's trying to choose his words very carefully. "My sweet girl, I get what you mean. I completely understand." He finally looks up at me. His eyes glisten, not with tears, but with the weight of unspoken words, words which he wants to say, but has difficulty voicing. Conflicting emotions, and a deep guilt in those beautiful blue eyes.

Without leaving his gaze, I feel him gently take my hand in his, fingers intertwining with mine. I can't bring myself to pull away.

"It's not that I don't want to be with you, sweetheart. Trust me, I wake up with your name on my lips, and go to bed with your beautiful face haunting my thoughts."

"But you don't act like it, Liam," I murmur softly. "You don't act like you care. I don't see any inclination on your part to spend more time with me, or you even being sorry that you're not with me. It's like it doesn't matter to you."

Liam's brow furrows, not with anger, but with sadness. Desperation. I supress the urge to smooth out the lines. Even amidst my anger and disappointment, any negative expression on his face makes my insides clench. It hurts me to see him hurt.

He opens his mouth, as if to say something, but thinks better of it. I see his expression change, from desperation and resignation, to a more steely gaze, more... determined.

"Y/N, my gorgeous girlfriend, that's not true."

His other hand, the one not laced with mine, encircles my waist, pulling me closer. He's still on his knees, and the pull makes us come almost face to face.

"It’s not possible that I'd ever be content with not spending every waking moment by the side of the person I love more than anyone else in this world." His palm rubs circles on my bare back. "The person who's my whole world, my everything, the reason for my laughter, my joy-" his hand that was previously holding mine ventures over to my thigh-"the beating of my heart, my reason for living."

He leans in, pressing a feather light kiss to the corner of my eye.

Barely there, but promising so much.

The simmering anger in me starts to race through my veins again, but it's not exactly... anger anymore.

Liam trails further kisses down my face, careful to avoid my wounds. Both his hands venture over to my thighs, carressing, squeezing.

Gently probing them apart.

His lips trail to my neck, where the feather light touches tranform into open mouthed kisses. Despite myself, my eyes fall shut, and I tilt my head to the side, allowing Liam better access to my skin, as he kisses, sucks, marks away.

His hands continue massaging my thighs, venturing higher and higher, till they rest on the waistband of my shorts.

"I know I haven't been around much, Y/N," Liam murmurs against my skin. He trails lower, down to the valley of my breasts. He punctuates his words by a delicate bite on the skin pushed up by the bra, and I can't help the whimper that escapes my lips.

Liam pulls back from my breasts, and I open my eyes to look at him. His eyes burn like blue fire, a silent promise swirling amidst the ever spreading black of his pupils in the wake of his desire. The familiar look in his eyes, when desire threatens to overtake everything else.

"But I'm here now."

He bends, lower and lower, till he now kneels comfortably beneath me, between the circle of my thighs.

His hands tug at the waistband of my shorts. I barely notice when I'm rising on my hands, allowing him to tug them down my thighs.

Slowly, tantalizingly.

"Liam..." I moan, unable to take it anymore.

"Let me take care of you, love."

He throws my shorts to a corner of the room, leaving me in just my underwear.

Oh gods. Liam smiles, a devlishly handsome smile, that sends a jolt of desire straight to my core.

"Already soaked for me, darling?"

Liam's long, nimble fingers hook around the edge of the lace and with a swift tug, rips them off, chucking them far behind him.

He throws my left leg over his shoulder, and leans in, pressing a tentative kiss to the inside of my thigh. The action sends sparks of pure pleasure shooting through my body, and I gasp.

I can't take it anymore.

"Liam-"

"Don't worry baby, I've got you."

He licks up my slit, in one swift motion, and I gasp once more. I throw my head back when he does it again. But it's the soft kiss he presses on my clit that sends me over the edge, and I let out a loud moan. He sighs in contentment at the sound, and the breath aggravates the maddening sensations in me even more.

"There you go, love," he murmurs. He runs his tongue in circles, tasting, teasing, making me whimper and moan his name desperately.

"Oh gods, Liam-"

I feel his hands brush over me, fingers no doubt feeling and smearing the fluids dripping out of me.

His long, calloused middle finger sinks into me with ease... and I'm a goner.

His free hand finds mine once more and his finger intertwine with mine, physically, emotionally, in every way possible. I squeeze his fingers bruisingly, my breath ragged, my moans free, my body tense and desperate and impatient, wriggling on the bed.

His finger pumps in and out of me, agonizing in its savouring pace. Not nearly fast enough, not nearly enough to quell the burgeoning ache in me. White hot pleasure pools low in belly, and it's as if it's that pleasure that courses through my veins instead of blood, as if that's what my heart is pumping rapidly through my body, all the way to my curling toes.

"My pretty girl," Liam smirks against me, the vibarations in my already stimulated heat making me let out a particularly desperate cry. I feel a faint blush colouring my cheeks, even though it's probably the thousandth time Liam has called me his pretty girl as he ate me out. But the words never fail to make me feel special, lose myself in the pleasure of it all even more.

"Such pretty sounds from a pretty girl."

He inserts a second finger, and I bite my lip to keep from crying out that desperately again, cause I no longer have any control over my vocal cords anymore.

"No, don't hold back, love," Liam murmurs, as if sensing my restraint. His teeth tug at my swollen bud, and this time, I can't suppress the desperate scream that rages through me.

"That's it," he praises. "I want to hear exactly what I'm doing to you, exactly how much pleasure I'm making you feel, my love."

His tongue sucks my clit, the pressure clearly no longer teasing, but purposeful. The unhurried, thorough thrusts with his fingers now faster, rougher. He curls his fingers in me, hitting that spot, again and again, till my nails dig into Liam's hand intertwined with mine, my other tangled in his blonde curls, twisting and pulling at his hair. I writhe, moaning and whimpering desperately, pleasure raging through me....

The familiar pressure in my belly builds, heavy, insistent and inevitable, consuming every thougt that isn't his name, his relentless nimble fingers, his unforgiving tongue, and his teeth nipping at me....

Oh gods.

"That's it, darling," he breathes. "Come for me, my love."

His words send me over the edge, and I shatter, coming apart on his lips and fingers with a scream. He doesn’t falter in his ministrations, if anything, his mouth becomes even more thorough as he eats me out, lapping up every last drop till I'm whimpering and pulling at his hair, begging him to stop.

Finally satisfied, Liam straightens up. I lean back on the bed, using my hands to keep me upright, but barely.

My lidded gaze meets Liam's vibrant, intense blue, his eyes alive and lit with satisfaction, and he keeps it locked with mine as he slowly brings his fingers to his mouth and licks them clean.

His lips stretch into a lazy, satiated smirk, still glistening with my release.

Even though I'm still weak and trembling, I can't resist leaning forward, and kissing him straight on the mouth. Liam immediately pulls me closer, and I savour the sweet taste of his lips in the aftermath of the warm pleasure still running through me.

We break apart, but only for a moment, as Liam settles against the headboard of my bed, before lifting me up with ease and settling me onto his lap. I'm still trembling slightly, my legs mush, and I melt in his arms. I sigh, a tiny smile on my face as I rest my head on his chest, just under his chin. He presses a soft kiss to my forehead, and doesn't pull back.

"I love you, Y/N," he whispers throatily against my forehead. "So much. More than you'll ever know, darling. I'll-I'll talk to Xaden about shadowing Violet. I know I should have done it long ago, but I didn't want Xaden to think I wasn't interested in helping him. But it wasn't fair to you. And I'm so sorry for that, for neglecting you and making you think that you don't matter to me, which is the furthest thing from the truth. It kills me knowing I was the reason for your sadness, your tears. I'm so so sorry, my love."

His words fill me with warmth, the lingering traces of disappointment and resentment vanishing, leaving behind nothing but overwhelming love for this wonderful man, who is everything to me.

"It's fine, Liam," I whisper to him. I press a tiny kiss to his neck, the only part of him within reach of my lips. "I could never stay mad at you. I love you, so so much."

He kisses my forehead again, and I can make out that his lips are stretched into a smile. "You're my whole world, Y/N, and I'll be damned if I don't spend every day of my life showing you just how much I love you."

[littlestarbigsky]

the curtis gang as people on a plane (modern !!)

darry: reserved the seats, has everyone’s boarding passes, busy making sure nobody has to check their carry-on, give this man an aisle seat or give him death tbh

soda: insists on a window seat bc he neeeeds to watch the plane take off and land and also look at the clouds, most likely to forget his headphones and not be able to use anything with sound

pony: an anxious flyer but won’t admit to it (he always holds johnny or soda’s hand during take-off and landing), accidentally closed his music app in the middle of the flight and can’t use it anymore, very emo about the whole thing (i did this yesterday and i almost cried)

johnny: drank half a bottle of dramamine so he can sleep on the plane bc sweet jesus my boy is an anxious flyer, fell asleep waiting at the gate and they literally have to carry him onto the plane

dally: got in trouble at tsa for having too many liquids (nobody knows what they were, everyone is too scared to ask) and his ears don’t pop so he can’t hear anything the whole time, he would literally rather get back to tulsa on foot than get on the flight home

two-bit: buys all the snacks, waits until someone in first class uses the bathroom and steals their seat to try and order alcohol, tries to flirt with the flight attendant when they don’t give him any

steve: lowkey is also an anxious flyer so he just falls asleep against soda’s shoulder and is out for like the whole flight, he woke up at one point and soda and two-bit were playing an intense round of rock paper scissors so he went back to sleep

[timothyolyphant]

Aaaaand we're back! (and still insane about them 😩)

Doubling down on last year's Givenson: Just Three Things fanfic event with an entirely new set of prompts! (please see list above and/or below the cut)

Rules are more or less the same but for those wanting to participate - here's the skinny;

Story must center around Raylan and Tim but can be in any capacity of your choosing

Must use THREE of the items from the provided prompt list. It can simply be the mention of those things or using them as the heart of the story or anything in between, but you must choose exactly three!

500 word count minimum (no maximum)

More than one fic posting allowed per author! (as long as three different prompts are used in each fic)

Properly rated and tagged (trigger and/or content warning is common courtesy)

Posted to AO3 in the Givenson: Just Three Things [2025 Edition] collection (cross-posting to tumblr is fine!)

Posting opens March 3rd & closes March 16th

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THREE THINGS: PROMPT LIST [2025 EDITION]

a dive bar a class reunion a house for sale a long flight a heat wave an abandoned building a busy street a dinner reservation a hospital bed a late-night drive an unlikely weapon a good intention a sudden departure a thought left unsaid an undisclosed address a high-profile case a white lie a little friendly competition a dead end a shattered dream a broken mirror a well-worn book a video recording a birthday cake an unopened letter a printed headline a half-eaten candy bar a bullet wound a pair of blue jeans an old photograph

[preet-01]

Speak Now or Forever Hold Your Peace

Pairings: Daniel/Josh, Past Daniel/Max

Word Count: 3701

Daniel doesn’t come to Australia. Or rather he is in Australia but doesn’t come to the Australian Grand Prix as many people had hoped. When he’d been spotted landing in Sydney just a week before the Grand Prix, hopes had been high. Everyone had thought it was a sign that Daniel would enter a Formula One paddock for the first time since he’d left it in Singapore.

Daniel’s presence had been missed in the paddock ever since Singapore, especially when he started to pop up at all other types of sporting events – from supercross to IndyCar to football to fucking golf and everything else under the sun.

So everyone had hoped that since Daniel was attending all sorts of motorsports events and was in Sydney, he would come to the Australian Grand Prix as well since it was so close and one of his favorite races on the calendar.

However, as the cars were lining up for the first free practice session, Daniel was seen in first class on an Emirates flight headed to Dubai and hours later was seen transferring to a flight headed to John F. Kennedy International Airport. Daniel had many friends in the States, but if he were visiting his LA friends, he would fly directly to LAX. JFK was usually reserved for whenever he’d meet up with Josh Allen in New York.

Regardless, the Grand Prix organizers have something special planned to honor Daniel’s career in Formula One and they plan on continuing with it even though Daniel’s on the other side of the world. It’s nice and if Max goes to it in disguise, then that’s no one’s business but his own.

He almost messages Daniel about it, has it all planned out and can imagine the response he would get. Almost is the key word. Almost because the response he imagines is not one that the Daniel of today would send. Not anymore. Not since after Singapore when Daniel had distanced himself from the world of Formula One as much as he possibly could. Not since that padel game in Monaco when Max had told Daniel about adopting a cat with Kelly. Not since Daniel’s name fell further and further down the list of Max’s most recent messages and calls.

The Daniel of today hasn’t texted him since November of last year when Max had gotten his fourth championship and they’d made plans to celebrate in Monaco together at a later time that never came.

Max doesn’t send the text. He never does.

He doesn’t win the Australian Grand Prix or the Chinese Grand Prix and definitely not the Japanese Grand Prix.

Max takes his first win of the season in Bahrain, crossing the chequered flag just moments before it becomes public news that: one, Daniel has been in a relationship with Josh Allen, and two, Josh Allen popped the question. THE Question. Not just any question a person might ask their partner or friend. No, Daniel had been proposed to. He’d gotten asked the big question, the one that changed everything. The one that usually ends in marriage or break up — and by the looks of it, it’s ending in marriage. Daniel, who as far as Max had never known, never spoke about getting married one day was now getting married and Max had found out alongside the rest of the world. Daniel hadn’t even said anything about being in a relationship, much less one that was at the point of marriage.

Sitting in Air Max, he has his phone in hand and a message typed out. Well, he has multiple messages typed out in his notes app.

There’s the obligatory congratulations message that one would send someone they’ve known for over a decade. It’s simple and not at all personal, just pure basics. Max would never send that message because nothing about him and Daniel has been simple and impersonal, it’s always been the complete opposite.

The second message is one that not even an extremely drunken Max would send. It’s filled with rage and anger and questioning every decision Daniel’s made that’s led to him being engaged to Josh fucking Allen of all people – to some American athlete he’s only known for about five years and with most of that time spent on different continents. It’s long and filled with feelings that Max has never once dared to tell Daniel in person, fearing how much he could lose if they came to light and wanting nothing more than to scream them from the top of his lungs in the hope that it would change everything for the better.

He sends the third message. It was workshopped on with Victoria’s help. Personal yet with none of the emotions that the second message had. It’s something he thinks Sebastian or Lewis would be sending to Daniel. He gets a simple ‘thanks mate’ in response hours later—nothing more – completely impersonal and basic something that one of the rookies on the grid would get.

Max hates it and wants to rage at Daniel like a 20-year-old Max would have raged at him. He’s known Daniel for over ten years now, after everything they’d been through together, didn’t he at least deserve more than a ‘thanks mate’ from Daniel? Even a ‘thanks maxy’ would be better, more personal, and more relevant to the bond they’ve shared since Daniel sent him that video all those years ago.

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The Save the Date is waiting for him when he gets back to Monaco after Saudi Arabia.

It’s elegant and pretty.

Max hates it and never wants to see it again.

But Kelly pins it to their fridge with the rest of the invites and Save the Dates they’d gotten recently – seemingly everyone was getting married these days. So he sees it every day as he goes about his business in the kitchen. Warming his prepped meals becomes more arduous with every glance at the Save the Date. He loves seeing Daniel, but he could do without Josh Allen.

The wedding is set for February 20th – after the NFL season is done and before the F1 season is to begin – in Australia. On the card is a picture of Josh with Daniel on his back, they’ve both got big smiles, but the center of attention is the shiny ring on Daniel’s left hand.

It’s the type of cheesy picture that Daniel would have made a joke about before. But Max doubts the Daniel of today would make a joke about it. He’s probably endeared about it since it’s one of his engagement picture poses. Daniel always seemed to be endeared by cheesy picture poses when it came to Josh Allen. Max had seen one of Daniel kissing the other man’s cheek and another of them lying on the floor with their heads touching.

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As the season goes on, more and more news about the upcoming Ricciardo/Allen wedding is coming out as every sports news media wants a piece of the pie. Josh could be Super Bowl bound and Daniel’s popularity never waned despite not racing in F1 anymore.

It’ll be in Perth! One media outlet proclaims – Max recognizes them as one of the mouthpieces that Daniel liked to use when he was racing. It was always news given straight from either Daniel or Blake’s mouth. The media team had been livid when that outlet had started talking about how Daniel in the end chose to leave instead of continuing with the Red Bull driver politics that once more left the team scrambling to fill the void left by Daniel.

They’re Planning for the Sports Seasons. Another says when Josh states during an interview that they’ve set the date for late February. It doesn’t take much math to figure out that both the NFL and most motorsports are not in season at that point. Attached to that article is a clip of Josh during the interview with all signs indicating a man in love.

From Monaco to Buffalo: Daniel Makes Home in Upstate New York. That one catches Max by surprise. Daniel didn’t often stay in his Monaco apartment, but he, like so many others in motorsport, stayed in Monaco for a certain amount of days. Daniel loved the sun, he couldn’t imagine Daniel willingly going to a place that by all accounts seemed like absolute hell for Daniel’s delicate weather sensibilities.

Man Crushes to Fiancés: The RicAllen Journey. Max absolutely does not read that one. He doesn’t read the entire timeline of Daniel’s relationship with Josh Allen from start to now with direct quotes from both men as they talked about the other over the years. He doesn’t. He most certainly does not think about how Daniel had met Josh Allen in 2019, the very same year that he and Daniel were not talking as much as they used to.

“Can’t believe Danny Ric is getting married,” Lando says, scrolling on his phone. A bunch of the drivers had hitched a ride on Air Max after Canada and predictably the topic of discussion was Daniel’s wedding. They’d all gotten the Save the Dates and had seen the posts online and most of them had been asked about it in the media pen since the news first came out.

“I cannot believe Daniel’s willingly living in a place that cold now,” Charles retorts, “he is always complaining about the cold, no?”

“I’m sure Josh is keeping him plenty warm,” Pierre says, wiggling his eyebrows as he says it, emphasizing the innuendo he is trying to make. Max does not want to think about all the ways that Josh Allen could be keeping Daniel warm. Certainly not in the ways that Pierre had implied.

The wedding invite is waiting for Max when he returns to his apartment. It’s to be a week-long affair in Perth. Written in Daniel’s writing is a note slipped into the invite with an offer for him, Kelly, and P to stay at his farm with some of Daniel and Josh’s other friends – including a few of the other drivers that Daniel’s close to and some of Josh’s teammates.

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Kelly fills out the RSVP for them and accepts the offer of staying at the farm. Max just smiles and nods.

What is there for him to say?

He had always talked about going to Daniel’s farm and dirt biking and Daniel getting injured so they could both hide away at the farm while Daniel recovered and Max nursed him back to health. He never thought his first visit to the farm would be to get Daniel married to some man Max had barely talked to more than a handful of times.

On a random Tuesday, weeks after Kelly had filled out the RSVP, Daniel calls him.

Come to Perth.

Three words. Daniel had said three important words before cursing at himself and hanging up the call. It doesn’t take much Instagram stalking to figure out Daniel had been drinking with some of his friends from home — including all the Australian Blakes and Scotty James.

Daniel, drunken and surrounded by some of the people who knew him the longest, had called Max. And asked him to come to Perth.

Perth wasn’t just any old place for Daniel. It was home. The place where he could just be Daniel. Where the facade of Daniel Ricciardo faded away and the boy from Perth remained.

It was the place Max revered for all it had given him in the form of Daniel. The place he’d so desperately wanted an invite to. For Daniel to ask him to come and see him — not just show up on some random day like Lando had done so a while back.

Come to Perth.

Three words and Max is having a private jet readied — a rental since people tend to track the one he owns and doesn’t want everything to be publicized. Thankfully the summer break for Formula One started a few days ago and the NFL is busy with the preseason.

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Daniel looks familiar, yet so different.

“You’re here,” Daniel says in disbelief as they stare at one another. Seeing each other in person for the first time in so many months – too many months, more than they had ever gone without seeing the other at least briefly. “Why are you here?”

“You called,” Max replies, taking in every inch of Daniel. He looks good. His curls look fuller than they have in years, there’s color in his cheeks, and his eyes are bright. “Said to come to Perth.” Subconsciously, his eyes fall to Daniel’s left hand. It’s a gold ring with three diamonds in the center and smaller diamonds encircling the rest of the band. “You’re getting married,” he states.

“I am,” Daniel nods, “Max…fuck.” Without another word, Daniel moves aside to let him in. Cautiously, Max follows along, entering Daniel’s farmhouse for the first time. As they walk through the entryway and toward the living room, Max takes in every picture – most of them have Daniel or Josh in them. “I shouldn’t have called.”

“You should always call, Daniel,” Max replies instantly.

“I’m getting married, Max. To someone who wants me and loves me just as much as I love him,” Daniel says.

“Doesn’t mean we can’t be friends. Friends call one another,” Max states.

“Friends,” Daniel says with a dry laugh. “When have we ever been just friends?” Daniel asks, memories of their time on the grid together flash into his mind. Of him and Daniel covered in champagne and sweat. Of him pressing Daniel against the thin wall of his driver’s room and kissing him. Of championship celebrations and holding Daniel as he cried about his forced retirement. Of stolen kisses and lingering hands and secrets. Of girlfriends pressed to their sides and Daniel’s sad eyes.

“Look,” Daniel sighs, “I was drunk and I shouldn’t have called to ask you to come here so suddenly.” The thing is that Max wants Daniel to always call him and ask him to drop everything to see him, but how can he say that to Daniel without ruining everything? His life and Daniel’s life are at two different points now more so than ever. “You can stay here if you want, I’m just doing some wedding planning,” Daniel says.

Three days later, Max leaves Perth to join Kelly and P on vacation. He had wanted to stay longer, but there was only so much of Josh Allen talk he could take. Michelle and Grace were both keen to mention the football player often when discussing wedding things around Max.

“Josh’s wearing the blue tie, right? Or will you both be wearing matching ties?”

“Could you ask Josh which one of his teammates will be staying at the farm and which ones in the hotels? They need the numbers to ensure everything will be booked correctly.”

“Oh honey, Josh will love that!”

It had only gotten worse when Josh’s siblings began arriving to help with some of the wedding prep before Daniel had to leave Perth to join Josh in Buffalo for the first game of the season.

So Max leaves and goes about his season, always looking to his right subconsciously in the hope that maybe Daniel would just appear there like he used to be when they shared the grid, long before the likes of Josh Allen took the place that Max had held onto so tightly for so long. The only difference was that Josh Allen hadn’t pretended to date other people, but instead loved Daniel openly for all to see. Max hadn’t ever really hidden his true feelings for Daniel, but he had kept them in the shade under the umbrellas of girlfriends.

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The wedding comes quicker than Max could have ever expected. Before he knows it, he and the little family he’d made with Kelly are traveling to Perth on AirMax.

The farm is bustling with energy as athletes from all sports mingle with one another – each one of them close to the couple in one way or another. At the center of it all is Daniel, bright and wonderful and shining under all the attention. While Daniel is at the center, right next to him is the ever-present Josh Allen. There with an arm wrapped around Daniel or looking at him as if he hung the sun and moon, it’s hard to ignore his presence despite how much Max would like to.

Kelly and P fit in perfectly with the families of Daniel and Josh’s friends. Meanwhile, Max sticks to the sidelines, occasionally talking to the other drivers. Charles and Lando, he notes, stick closest to Daniel. Meanwhile, George could be found wherever Lewis was talking to some football player, trying his hardest to get all of Lewis’ attention on him – the time spent not being teammates and constantly with one another had made the Brit desperate for the older driver’s undivided attention. Nico, Rosberg that is, could be found near those two as well, glaring at George and flirting with Lewis. Sebastian, Jenson, Fernando, and Mark seem to be like him, watching the others most of the time.

It’s at the rehearsal dinner that Max gets a chance to speak with Daniel. “You look lovely, Daniel,” Max says, finally catching Daniel alone and not with Josh Allen at his side.

“Thanks,” Daniel says. “Thank you for coming. Josh and I appreciate it,” Daniel adds.

Max wants to say that he didn’t come for Josh, that he doesn’t care one bit about the man Daniel was to marry, but he doesn’t because contrary to everyone else he does have restraint and knows when not to be a dick. Of course, he still thinks about it.

“I, of course, would never miss your wedding, Daniel,” Max says instead as Daniel smiles at him. His smile, all heart-shaped and simply perfect, always elicits a smile out of Max. But their moment is short-lived, interrupted by some American football player calling for Daniel to join them.

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He never imagined himself as the type of person who would want to object at a wedding. The kind of person to draw attention to himself and ruin a nice day. He’d always thought those plot lines in TV shows and movies were so unrealistic, so implausible. Those types of things don’t just happen.

How could someone go through this whole wedding lead-up and not know until the very final moment that they were in love with the person getting married to someone else? How could they not say something before it all happened?

“It’s romantic, Maxy,” Daniel had said to him one night when they were watching some show about doctors, ”he was so in love with her and just had to tell her before it was too late. He loved her back.”

Sitting there, with his girlfriend on one side and some of their closest friends on the other, Max understands that doctor.

He doesn’t want Daniel to marry someone else. He doesn’t want to marry someone other than Daniel. He wants Daniel. He loves Daniel. He always has loved Daniel and he’s positive that he will always love Daniel.

But, sitting there, he also sees the way Daniel looks at his soon-to-be husband. And more importantly, he sees how Josh looks at Daniel, all starry-eyed with tears and a bright smile that’s reflected on Daniel’s face. And the signs he'd suppressed become more evident. How Daniel would always beam at the mention of Josh, how Josh could elicit smiles from Daniel at the darkest of times, how the things he'd once found cheesy were things he now did, how Daniel was constantly on FaceTime during his free time with Josh. Every piece of the puzzle comes together as he stares at the happy couple. Maybe if their lives had panned out differently, Max would be in Josh's position. But he wasn't. That wasn't his place and it hadn't been for a while now. He had chosen Kelly and the family they were building together. Meanwhile, Josh and Daniel had chosen one another.

Maybe that doctor’s interruption was romantic and maybe it was the right thing to do, but Max can’t do that to Daniel. Not when Daniel looks happier in this single moment than Max can ever remember him being during their few years as teammates.

“If there is anyone present who can show just cause why these two may not be joined in matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace,” the officiant says, giving Max the moment where he could cause a scene and reveal his feelings.

He doesn’t. He can’t do that Daniel.

Maybe the Daniel of the past would have swooned and happily run away from the wedding with him. Maybe the Daniel of the past wouldn’t have even made it to an altar. But the Daniel of now would just be saddened. The Daniel of now wouldn’t leave the altar to run away with Max.

“Do you Joshua Patrick Allen take this man Daniel Joseph Ricciardo to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, in good times and woe, for richer or poorer, keeping yourself solely unto him for as long as you both shall live?” The officiant questions once no one speaks up.

“I do,” Josh says.

“Do you Daniel Joseph Ricciardo take this man Joshua Patrick Allen to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, in good times and woe, for richer or poorer, keeping yourself solely unto him for as long as you both shall live?” The officiant asks Daniel.

“I do,” Daniel beams up at Josh.

“I now pronounce you husband and husband, you may now kiss.” Daniel’s leaning up for a kiss before the officiant is done speaking and Josh is happy to oblige.

Max had missed his chance with Daniel. “It was a beautiful ceremony,” Kelly says when it’s all done and over with. Everyone is filtering out of the venue to make their way to the reception hall.

“It was,” Max agrees because it had been. “They will be very happy together, I think,” he says.