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percabethfiles · 4 years ago

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Charlie

Uh... Hello? Anybody still here? I haven't been around in years and years. But I keep my fandoms stored in some corner of my brain waiting for something to tug them out. And of all things this time it was Taylor Swift re-releasing her old songs, because I used to imagine so many percabeth scenes listening to "Fearless". So have this little something that's been sitting unfinished in my archives for years now.

Remember that time Percy saw Sadie Kane and thought “Hey, this is what mine and Annabeth’s daughter would look like”? Yes.

(Also there are small nods to that fic I wrote about Logan, Hidden Heritage, but I've been meaning to re-write it someday because there were SO MANY PLOT HOLES omg)

When they find out it’s a girl it’s a bit too soon to know for sure, or so the doctor tells them. They’ll have to wait for the next appointment to know for certain. “So don’t go buying any tiny dresses yet,” he jokes and they laugh along, but they’ve been together for approximately eighteen years now, they can tell what the other’s thinking with a glance and the ecstatic grin that breaks through their lips lets him know they’re on the same page. Too late. They’re already thinking plush bow and arrows and a Merida costume for her first Halloween.

Percy tries to keep his cool. As the weeks progress, he tries not to get his hopes up, but in his heart he knows already. They hadn’t really had a preference before, they’d been too happy knowing their baby was fully human and had all its limbs (with the number of deities they’d pissed off, you never knew), but a little girl? It feels right after their two boys, it feels like their family will be complete.

(He thinks about a slight blonde girl with streaked hair and a British accent dropping from the sky on a magic camel, remembers thinking “if Annabeth and I had a daughter…” and his chest squeezes tight with happiness so raw he has a little trouble breathing)

When the doctor beams at them next appointment and says “Congratulations, Jackson family, it really is a girl,” he’s not surprised, but no less elated. He doesn’t hear the lame joke about Jackson Five, he’s too busy trying to be a manly man and not burst into tears because he’s going to have a daughter. When Annabeth’s in the other room paying for the appointment, and he’s waiting for the doctor to print the really impressive high tech 3D picture of the ultrasound, the man asks him “So did you go ahead and buy a tiny dress anyway?”

Percy blushes.

The man shakes his head in amusement. “Every time”.

His work colleagues, proud dads of little girls themselves, try to terrorize him with tales of tea parties and future boyfriends, and Percy thinks somewhere in the middle of all that teasing they mean well, but really, he’s mostly annoyed. It’s not like he’s new to parenthood, he’s got two sons already and they seem to be turning out okay, and before, when Logan and Nathan were just a nice dream for the future, there was Estelle, the little sister Percy had never expected, but loved to bits all the same.

And then Charlie is born.

She’s tiny, warm and pink, all curled up in her yellow cable-knit blanket, a tuft of blonde hair peeking out of a tiny, tiny beanie, features scrunched into the most adorable variation of a grumpy face. He’s not new to parenthood, he’s been here twice before, but the rush of affection and protectiveness and awe and raw love is just as genuine. He’s smiling like a dork, can’t seem to stop, walking from side to side, avidly searching her traits. She’s bigger than Nate was when he’d been born, but smaller than Logan. Her hair was light, like Nate’s, would it stay blonde or darken with time? Would her eyes be like his or Annabeth’s? And oh, she had her mother’s nose (they all did).

It never fails to amaze him how such a small, vulnerable being can shake up his whole world until it’s made a space for her. And he’s done this before, he’s no first time sailor this time, he’d thought he had it all under control. But she blinks and looks up at him with half-lidded eyes and a frowny face and—they’re green. Her eyes are the blue-green Logan’s are, Percy’s are.

(He’s got two sons who are his life, and he does love all his children equally, but holding his daughter for the first time, he thinks he understands his friends’ warnings. He doesn’t love her more, it’s just… different. It’s special.)

When he goes back to work, Nick takes one look at him and bursts into laughter. He claps him on the shoulder in commiseration.

“I told you.”

He’s completely wrapped around her finger already.

It’s not too different, he finds out. Especially having been pre-trained by Estelle. He’s got to brush up on his Disney princess knowledge, and hair braiding skills. He hasn’t gotten much better at color coordinating the polka dotted bows and tiny shoes, but Charlie is really forgiving. She is a very happy baby, much happier and easy going than any of the boys had been.

She’s also fucking crazy.

She is smaller and skinnier than her brothers, likes to wear frilly dresses and talk to plush animals and dance around the house in a pink tutu, but she’s wild. She never learned to crawl, just held on to the couch until she was wobbling on two feet, and it seemed like the very next day she was running across the house, the mall, the park, and if he turned his eyes away for one second, she was shooting off in the streets and nearly getting run over.

He’d found her dangling from the kitchen cabinets, trying to reach the cowering cat. She had a phase when she thought she could fly and she would climb furniture and stairs and the window sill and just… Launch herself into the air expecting her flying powers to manifest spontaneously. If they hadn’t been trying to raise them away from the whole mythological world, he would have sat her down and clarified that she had the wrong Olympian Grandparent in mind. She might have had more luck jumping into the ocean.

She had a way to jut out her lower lip, and turn those big green eyes on him that could render his every effort to be a responsible parental presence useless.

Besides, she was so funny. He could never muster enough anger to discipline her, because if he found her on the kitchen table covered in peanut butter, somehow sporting a very sticky Mohawk, and looking entirely unapologetic, well, he just couldn’t stop laughing.

One day he’s coming home from work and he hasn’t even pulled the key from the lock when Charlie calls out ‘you’re back daddy,’ in what sounds vaguely like a new jersey accent. He finds her sitting on the floor of the living room, drowning in one of Annabeth’s bathrobes, pink plastic barbie sunglasses on, holding a pooh bear sippy cup with one hand and a pinky stretched out.

“Charlie, what are you doing?”

“It’s wine Wednesday, daddy.”

“It’s what?”

“Wine Wednesday.”

He had half a mind to check if her sippy cup actually contained wine because they hid their alcohol way up in the cabinets she can’t reach but that girl could climb like a monkey. He knows he should follow that remark up with some kind of questioning of where she’d even heard of ‘wine Wednesdays’ and then explain that kids don’t drink wine or some other kind of responsible parent speech, but a sudden burst of incredulous laughter bubbles up in his throat and he takes refuge in the kitchen, lest he encourages her behavior.

He finds Annabeth there, hand over her mouth, clearly in stitches over their daughter’s performance. He wants to question if she gave her permission to wear her bathrobe but finding his wife nearly doubled over in silent laughter in the kitchen is too much and he finally lets out the guffaw he’d been trying to hold on to.

It’s not the first time Charlie leaves them breathless with laughter, and he’s almost scared of what she’s going to cook up in the future.

Charlie is a hellion.

There isn’t one person safe from her pranks, but she’s so adorable she hardly ever catches hell for it, and she’s learning to use it in her favor – thankfully, just in time for her parents to develop immunity to her puppy eyes. And she’s… difficult, yes, but not always, and not in a terrible way. For all her climbing the roof, organizing illegal cookie sales, getting in fights with her classmates, she’s not a bad kid. She’s got Percy’s penchant for befriending the kids no one wants to go near, and defending her ragtag team of losers. She’s loyal to a fault, and it gets her in trouble often.

She and Nate have epic jealousy fights over everything, including – but not limited to – Logan’s attention, the crayons, the biggest piece of cake and all the videogame characters in the world are not enough, they will always want whatever the other picked. It gives them many, many headaches. Logan, on the other hand, positively spoils her, and whenever Charlie gets in trouble they can be sure to find her hiding behind her big brother while he gives them this solemn look and says “It’s ok, mom and dad, Charlie promises she won’t do it again. We’ve talked.”

When the whole “Logan being attacked by a dracanae in school and thus finding out his Olympian heritage” debacle came to pass, and they started frequenting camp again, there was nowhere in the entire Camp Charlie would rather be than the stables. She’d spend hours there with the Aphrodite kids, brushing the pegasi and talking to them endlessly about all her classmates and her friends, and her dolls, and her new dress, and the new book grandma gave her. It was all really cute until Percy realized the pegasi were talking back, and she fully understood their replies.

And it’s funny, really, because Logan had taken after Percy, to a point where bathing him had been hard as a child because he tended to stay dry in the tub, and Nathan was Annabeth to a T, but Charlie was a perfect mix of them both.

He guesses it makes sense it would be so explosive.

When Charlie is twelve, she gets kicked out of school.

Percy is not overly worried about it himself – the number of schools he’d been kicked out of reached double digits, and this was only her first – but he is worried about how she will feel. Getting the boot from a place that’s housed you for years, where your friends are, where everyone already knows you and having to start over is never pleasant, no matter how used to it you were.

He’d expected the school to have gotten tired of all her pranks and misbehaving, which was fair, he guessed. But when Annabeth comes home from the meeting with the school director, she is seething, and not at their daughter. Charlie is angry too. In fact, it’s the first time he’s ever seen his daughter well and truly pissed off. The two of them are a sight for nightmares, both blondes standing side by side ranting with righteous fury, they look ready to start a revolution. What he gets from her angry snarls and Charlie’s rushed rambling is that Charlie had talked back to a teacher that was picking on the autistic kid and demeaning the thirteen year old who was repeating sixth grade.

She’d called him a brain-washing small minded overgrown bully who, he was quoting, didn’t get enough love from his parents.

And Percy is so proud his eyes even get a little misty.

Because he’s getting old and sentimental and raising kids is very hard. No one knows what they’re doing, not one person, not even the fancy psychologists with those books on raising perfect, well rounded, high-achieving members of society that Annabeth insisted on reading when she was pregnant with Logan. You do your best and you hope for the best, and you don’t know what you get until it’s basically too late to do anything about it. And even if he did have the best mom in the history of the entire world to draw example from, he was also half of an absent Olympian father whose heritage condemned him to dance in and out of battlefields half his life.

He’s always been terrified of being a crap father.

He looks at Charlie cussing out with every mild version of actual cuss words, stalking around the kitchen like a little lioness in a cage, furious at the unfairness of the whole situation, caring less about being expelled and more about who was going to defend her friends from that awful teacher when she’s gone.

His daughter is only twelve, but she’s already so brave, such a force of nature. She won’t stand for injustice, and she won’t take insult lying down. And she’s so kind. She’s growing up, and the person she is slowly turning out to be… is good.

And something in his heart shifts and settles down, smooths over old fears and anxious thoughts.

Percy doesn’t mean to brag, but he thinks he’s not doing half bad as a parent.

#fanfic #pjo #percabeth #percabeth kids #charlie jackson #back at it again with the old unfinished fics #percabeth fanfic

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heathneycanon · 4 years ago

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reasons why phobia factor fucking slaps

ok this lowkey just turned into me rambling abt phobia factor while i rewatched it. putting it under a read more bc it’s super long lmao

like, the entire first five minutes are the campers being friendly to each other?? and vulnerable, to a degree??? you know i love that shit

courtney and trent?? talk to each other?? like. okay they’re never in the same frame together unfortunately, but they do have like, two whole back and forth conversations.

also in that campfire scene at the beginning, cody and trent are sitting next to each other and there are some. good screencaps

“exSQUEEZE me?!” like cody. ur such a dork omfg

duncan vulnerability hours

lindsay asks what a standee is and trent explains it and doesn’t mock her/isn’t annoyed with her at all, in contrast to a lot of the other campers interacting with lindsay. i love them as friends SO much u all have no idea

harold’s little scene with the ninjas. i love him sm. why does he have nunchucks with him when he goes to the bathroom??

leshawna is afraid of spiders and she runs away screaming from. chef wearing a spider suit??? like i don’t love spiders but if a man i knew wearing a spider costume was calmly walking toward me i wouldn’t react the same way as i would to a real spider. anyway i think this is hilarious.

season one heather vulnerability hours.....

i mean, i really wish they’d actually shown her talking abt her fear at the campfire, rather than just having it told by gwen in the confessional, but i get why they did that. regardless that one scene right before the sumo wrestler charges at her where she’s literally shaking.... i want to give her a hug

side note i hope the sumo wrestler is okay he hit his head quite a few times

ok so. trent accidentally leaving gwen buried underground because he’s getting chased by a mime isn’t like. a sweet gwent moment. but it is one of their interactions that i remember most vividly from tdi lmfao

what is a cute gwent moment is trent like. kneeling next to her while chris is burying her. and the face he makes at chris when he jokes abt not digging her up..... i love them sm

also gwen sounds so fucking dramatic when they close the box she’s in like. “goodbye cruel world” gwen ur being buried for 5 minutes ur not dying sdfjlafskj i love her

duncan hyping dj up before he picks up the snake is so cute?? like he’s clapping for him and he’s got what i call “adorable duncan face” which is where his eyes are full circles and he’s smiling. i can remember him making this face at courtney, dj, and alejandro throughout the series and it’s just. ugh loving soft duncan hours

“ah! it blinked” “it means she likes you” sadie where are u getting this information

okay so i googled if this was true and the result i got was “snakes can’t blink” so first of all i have no clue where sadie pulled that fact from and i have even less of an idea of where chris got that fucking. blinking snake from. is that even a snake??

when dj picks up the snake and they all hype him up?????? i love the killer bass so much it’s unreal

more cute gwent moments... gwen and trent talking on the walkie talkies.. they’re so cute

when the mime pops up behind trent and he does that little scream.... it’s loving trent hours u guys

trent is so bothered by a mime literally just. being a mime. me too trent. me too.

duncan and the celine dion music store standee.... everything abt that scene

"DUDE SHE’S MADE OF CARDBOARD” tyler i love you

courtney genuinely saying that it’s okay if he can’t do it (when she was being harsh to dj about the snake earlier..... duncney is so good in tdi u guys)

and then theY HOLD HANDS GUYSSSS IM SOFT FOR THEM

and THAT is what gives duncan the encouragement he needs to go for it?? they’re so good.

his “okay, okay” right before going for it... duncan’s voice acting is so good in this episode omfg

THE MUSIC THAT PLAYS WHEN HE HUGS THE STANDEE AND THEN EVERYONE CHEERING ITS SUCH A GOOD SCENE

THE DUNCNEY HUG

“duncan, you’re awesome!” and the look of shock on his face at both the fact that he did it and that courtney’s hugging him...... have i mentioned i love duncney yet?? bc i do

i can’t believe i used to dislike duncney omfg

then when courtney realizes that she’s hugging him and steps back jafksdfjlsa she’s so cute

and then the rest of the bass come over and hype duncan up more like. i love how supportive they all are in this episode!!

trent is so excited when he finally gets the mime to leave him alone fakjldjfl like he didn’t have to ROAST the dude. but he did.

chris somehow owns a remote control hail cloud?

lindsay getting excited about the “baby cloud” and calling it over?? she’s so cute omfg

trent fucking. hates geoff. gwent has geoffphobia in tdi ig

when they dig up gwen and she throws the walkie talkie at his head but he doesn’t stop smiling..... your honor i love them

owen and izzy getting out of the plane and kissing the ground together..... adorable.

cody with a fucking. watermelon on his head and covered in trash scares bridgette out of the woods. that will never not be funny to me

THAT ONE FUCKING SCENE. WHERE SADIE AND LINDSAY HYPE EACH OTHER UP. THAT MAY BE ONE OF MY FAVORITE SCENES IN THE ENTIRE SERIES. I LOVE THEM SM

the only bad thing abt this ep- tyler should have gotten the fucking point. he completed the challenge. i love courtney, but realistically, she should have gone home this ep and tyler should have stayed.

bridgette hyping tyler up...... im soft they should be friends

“quit being such a girl” courtney im sorry but the only reason you’re still in the game rn is because ezekiel made sexist comments in episode one. what are u saying lmfao

tyler and heather’s reactions to their fears rly make me think. bc like. most of the other campers have a more outward, loud reaction, maybe scream and run away. a couple are just a little wigged out. gwen gets a little snippy and is clearly super freaked out as well. but tyler and heather just. completely shut down. like, curled up in a ball, nonverbal, and shaking. makes u think.

why did cody need a calculator to figure out that the score was 7/3....... cody is canon lgbt+ bc he can’t do basic math without a calculator confirmed

also regardless of how little sense that made. at least that screencap gave us commie cody

when gwen starts trying to psych courtney out and heather like. gasps and looks shocked..... i like to think that heather feels a little bad for courtney here. heathney real.

duncan and bridgette hyping courtney up..... i love the killer bass so much omfg

courtney looks so sad when she walks away from the jelly.......

and then in the confessional right after?? she’s like. crying a little bit :( and she’s beating herself up abt it like..... :( courtney no

LITERALLY she’s like “how could i be so weak” “i deserve to go home” “you’re pathetic” (to herself) and then tells herself to show some confidence and then. she just starts crying again. and then slaps herself?? GOD I FUCKING LOVE COURTNEY SHE’S SO HARD ON HERSELF

owen just. hangin out in the tub of jelly. i love u, u wild dude. fuckin sit in that green jelly. loving owen hours

the little look that courtney and tyler give each other when they’re the last two without marshmallows..... half solidarity half “i don’t want to be the one going home”. i love them sm :(

i KNOW i said this earlier but. tyler should NOT have gone home this episode!!!!!! only bad thing abt this ep

all the fuckin chicken puns are a little bit funny tho

“he won’t be flying high tonight” bridgette chickens can’t fly

when courtney goes “okay, that’s enough” like. tyler’s not even there at this point but she’s defending him. maybe it’s because she still feels she should have gone home instead? maybe it’s because of that little bit of solidarity she felt for him when they were the final two without a marshmallow? maybe i’m reading too much into this? but idk. i think it’s sweet

okay no i have another complaint. what the fuck was the whole boat ride for tyler?? like when sadie gets eliminated the surprise she gets is that katie is on the boat. when tyler is on the boat, CRYING, after literally none of his teammates came to see him off, after he LITERALLY COMPLETED THE CHALLENGE BUT DIDN’T GET CREDIT FOR IT. the fucking. CHICKENS POP OUT?????? tyler deserved better

also some of the challenges were a lot easier, or at the very least, harder to fail than others this ep. i love it but come on. lindsay and sadie vs like. gwen vs owen and izzy vs dj. there were very different time limits, actual fright level, ability to back out once they were doing the challenge.... not a fair challenge

also uhm. if we’re being technical tyler and heather had the exact same reaction to their fears, so why did heather get a point and tyler didn’t? if the chicken had run at him, would he have won? smh

i do love this episode so much but. i had a couple complaints

okay finally lindsay’s little confessional to tyler where she blows him a kiss.... they’re so adorable lyler rights!!

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suworkbook · 5 years ago

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Okay I’m done talking about both of these dorks. Now I’m going to talk about one of these dorks.

I really struggle with what to think about Ronaldo. I find his function in the story really interesting, but I think that it’s the very thing that makes him hard to get to grips with on a character level. Ronaldo trains us to understand Steven’s world through the ways other characters resist him, which is maybe why he doesn’t feel like a completely sincere character the way Lars or Greg or even the Cool Kids do. This is the first episode that really attempts to flesh him out as a fully emotional being who is a part of this the world and I’m not sure how successful it was.

Up until now he’s mostly been the butt of this conspiracy theorist joke. He’s very much in the populist conception - a “paranoid” fantasist who can’t really get to grips with the reality around him like everyone else can. But Ronaldo isn’t paranoid. He doesn’t think he’s the personal target of the sneople. He's not afraid of what these all-encompassing enemies could do to him. He actually has this kind of naive optimism about the ultimate vulnerability of the evil forces of the world. He’s instilled with an admirable desire to resist and fight the conspirators.

But Ronaldo’s primary, daily use for conspiracy is as a tool to control the way people see him. Ronaldo clearly didn’t have an easy time of it as a youngster and was ostracised to some degree. In those circumstances, thinking that through your own research and activity you have uncovered some kind of unprecedented insight into the universe is a huge generator of self esteem, especially for an individual who might otherwise feel completely powerless. And being in the know about these special things has a social function too, which we see as Ronaldo uses it to impress and connect to Sadie and Steven. A lot of our conflict was escalated by Lars refusing to entertain Ronaldo’s beliefs at all. But by positioning himself as outside the manipulation of the evil conspirators, and a protector of the rest of the world, he can assure himself of his importance in the social order and so continue to cope in a town that clearly doesn’t think much of him and a dad whose biggest ambition is for him to work the fryer on a semi-regular basis. And I think Ronaldo is further hampered because putting himself in the shoes of others doesn’t come easily to him, which only serves to exacerbate the extremity of his other coping mechanisms.

Obviously, in the framework of the show, everything is Gems. They told us in the last lighthouse episode, and they told us as the beginning of this one: there’s no eldritch horror, there’s no overarching conspiracy. There’s just Steven, doing his Steven thing. Pearl, with her eternal external perspective on human nature, has assured us that there’s no single omniscient enemy we’re going to fight, just a complex series of events happening one after the other. Ronaldo’s quest for anything BUT Gems is framed to the characters and the audience as a ludicrous and futile venture.

It’s cool that Ronaldo gets his first moment of connection (that we witness) in a horror story. Horror often being a genre that’s about the unknown and uncategorisable. In Ronaldo’s conception of the world, his knowledge is the key to survival. Demanding things of the ghost, using fancy words to identify it, is his way of breaking down the world and coming out with at least most of his allies not eaten by walls. But our hero, Steven, isn’t in the know. Steven is deliberately excluded from the know and he knows this. And this is what pushes him to use his empathy as much as he does - he’s been learning in this season that behaviour that hurts others is often driven by anxiety and fears people keep hidden. Steven, who can’t bear to watch a fake bear fake eat a fake hermit, watches a grotesque mouth eat his number two crush and acts without hesitation while Ronaldo is frozen in horror. And Ronaldo sees Steven put this all into action, and he reacts with this kind of fascination as Steven bubbles the Gem. And then we see something new - young Ronaldo never asked Lars whether he was okay after the Gem hurt him, but our Ronaldo remembers, after a moment, to check in with Sadie and make sure she’s fine.

Ronaldo thinks he sees with more clarity than others do. The lighthouse gem, our source of ‘horror’, sees and even relays a lengthy moment of history, but it has no eyes or real body at all. It just feels the pain it suffered. Its alliance with Ronaldo (who it lived peaceably with and seemed to linger on in its flashback) isn’t based on an objective perspective of the fight. It’s purely reactionary. It experienced harm and because of that felt kinship with one side over the other. And because two people who felt betrayed and powerless took that path together, Lars and Sadie weren’t empathised with and were hurt, in new and exciting ways. But in reality there’s no monster you can defeat if you collect enough files on your enemy. There’s just an anxious kid, or an injured war vet and the messy, messy decisions that led them to be in this same place, at the same time, prodding each other in the eye. And in the end, Ronaldo gets the strength to walk away from this very awkward day by gently poking fun at someone who moments ago inspired such dreadful fear and emotional turmoil in him that he was fully prepared to sacrifice him to gem satan.

And no one even had to smack him with a barrel this time.

#Steven Universe #su liveblog #SU0141 #i can't believe i spent my sunday evening writing a thousand words on ronaldo #what's happened to me #we all need to get out of here #before i start coming up with anything else to say about him #or god forbid #lars #what's next #trying to figure out onion?#go away everyone goodbye

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staystrange · 4 years ago

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somewhere in the crowd there’s you

The Bright Sessions • Adam Hayes / Caleb Michaels Rating: T • ~3.7k words • ao3 cw: a little bit of sensory overload

He’d never looked forward to prom before the way the rest of the school did, but once Adam entered his life, he’d suddenly begun counting down the days. Not for himself, though; he just wanted to make this night as perfect as possible for Adam, for both of them together.

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Caleb and Adam go to prom!!

Thank you to my lovely lovely friend Leo (@fandoms-are-my-lifestyle) for beta-ing this for me and for encouraging me to write this thing. I'm so glad I introduced you to TBS and to Caleb and Adam because your reactions to everything have brought me so much joy during this awful year and honestly, so has our friendship : )

Title: "Super Trouper" from Mamma Mia! because duh.

Caleb leaves Dr. Bright’s office after helping her move her stuff into her car, his heart sinking a bit as he realizes this is likely the last time he will ever pass through this doorway. The sadness doesn’t last long, though — as soon as he hears the door click shut behind him, he feels a wave of calm wash over him, the kind of calm he only feels when Adam’s around.

As if the thought of Adam summoned him into Caleb’s presence, Adam rounds the corner and the calm quickly sweeps away in favor of the warm bubbles that Caleb has come to recognize as love. He can’t help the giant grin that melts onto his face matching the one already on Adam’s.

“Hey Meathead,” Adam says in greeting.

“Dork,” Caleb replies, nodding at Adam.

Adam stops a few steps away from Caleb, the love mixing with a little bit of humored shock. “I’m sorry, did you just bro nod me?” Caleb bursts out laughing. “You might as well be tackling me into the friend zone.”

“I’m definitely not doing that.” Caleb’s voice is soft as he reaches out his hand for Adam, who takes it and lets Caleb pull him into a kiss.

When they reluctantly part to breathe, Adam says, “Are you sure? I dunno, maybe I should kiss you again just to make sure you’re telling the truth.”

“Maybe you should.”

And he does, standing on his tiptoes and tilting his head up to capture Caleb’s lips in a kiss again. Caleb smiles into the kiss as the bubbly love feeling intensifies, and Caleb feels so happy he thinks he could die from it. It wouldn’t be the worst way to go, he decides.

“Okay, boys,” Dr. Bright says as she opens her office door, startling them apart. “You know I’m very happy that you boys are very much in love, but the path in front of my office is not the best make out spot.”

Adam’s dark skin reddens significantly, and Caleb knows he’s blushing too. “Sorry, Dr. Bright, we were just about to leave.”

“Tuxedo shopping for prom, right?” She has a knowing smile on her face, and Caleb can feel contentment pouring off her with a touch of pride sprinkled on top.

“Yep,” Adam replies, biting his lip to hide his smile. It’s one of his cutest habits. “I know he hates shopping, but I just can’t let him take me to prom in —“

“—his dad’s powder blue tux, yes, I heard,” Dr. Bright says with a soft laugh. “Well, I won’t keep you boys, then.”

“Bye, Dr. Bright!” Caleb says with a wave, and she waves back as she walks down the path ahead of them.

“We should get going, too,” Adam says, squeezing Caleb’s hand. “Our appointment is soon.”

Caleb’s eyebrows furrow in confusion. “Appointment?”

“Mm hmm.” Adam nods. “I booked us a private appointment at the tuxedo store down the street. I thought, yaknow, that might make things easier for you. I hope that’s okay? I wasn’t sure but I didn’t want to lose the appointment…”

Adam trails off. Caleb just stares at Adam for a moment before finally replying once he feels Adam start to get nervous. “That sounds perfect. You’re perfect. God, I fucking love you.”

Adam’s eyes go wide, as if it’s the first time all over again. “I love you too,” he replies. “Ready?”

Caleb smiles. “Ready.”

———

Adam holds the door open for Caleb when they arrive at the tuxedo store, and Caleb lets out a sigh of relief when he sees that it is, in fact, empty. The relief doesn’t last long, though, because an employee notices them immediately and walks over to them, bringing his tense orange spikes of anxiety and stress with him. Caleb flinches when it hits him, and Adam, ever attentive, grabs his hand and squeezes, reminding Caleb to take deep breaths. When he glances over at Adam in thanks, Adam’s already smiling back at him, and after a moment, he leans up and kisses Caleb’s cheek.

“So, how can I help you two lovebirds today?” the most well-dressed man Caleb’s ever seen says, his hands clasped behind his back.

“Uh, we have an appointment. For a tuxedo fitting for prom,” Adam replies. Caleb feels a surge of something from Adam that he quickly parses as a thick mixture of disbelief, nerves, and exhilaration before it dissolves back into the usual blue. It hits Caleb all over again that for Adam, even speaking to Caleb is something he thought would only ever happen in his wildest dreams, let alone dating him and going to prom with him; Caleb’s next thought is that this all feels like a dream to him too, one that he’d never even considered having, but now that it’s happening, it’s nothing short of perfect.

“Names, please?” the man asks.

“Adam Hayes and Caleb Michaels.”

“Ah, of course, right this way.” He leads them to a selection of tuxedos on the left side of the store that had been set aside for prom season. “Feel free to try a few on and let me know when you’ve each decided so I can have them tailored for you.”

“Thank you!” Caleb calls to his receding back, and Adam chuckles.

They turn together to look at the selection, and this time it’s Caleb who has to squeeze Adam’s hand to keep him calm. His eyes pass over the selection and stop on one on a mannequin in the middle with a black jacket and pants, a shiny purple vest, and a crisp white button down. He lets go of Adam’s hand to walk up and closer look. He can see it now: him and Adam taking prom photos on his front lawn, him leading Adam into the venue and onto the dance floor, Adam leaning up and pressing a kiss to his lips as they slow dance —

“Hey, babe, you okay in there?” Adam’s voice snaps Caleb out of his dream and back to the tuxedo store, where Adam stands with a simple black and white suit gently folded over his arm.

“Wha— yes, yes I’m fine.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, Adam, I promise I’m okay,” Caleb repeated. “Just got lost in thought for a second.”

“Okay.” He pauses for a moment. “I’m excited to see you in your tux.”

Caleb furrows his brow. “Isn’t it a thing that we’re not supposed to see each other in our suits before we actually wear them?”

Adam bites his lip to hold back a laugh. “Babe, we’re not getting married! For fuck’s sake, we can see each other in our tuxes before prom. I actually insist on it; you think I trust your taste after you were seriously considering wearing your dad’s tux?”

Caleb blushes. “Hey, don’t insult my dad like that. It was technically in style when he went to prom.” They both giggle together a little bit too loudly, until the employees give them a mildly dirty look and they force themselves to calm down. Of course, it only makes them laugh harder, but eventually they’re able to pull themselves together. “Anyway. Yeah. Let’s try these on.”

They choose two fitting rooms next to each other. Caleb hangs his tux on the hook on the wall before slowly closing and locking the stall behind him and taking a deep breath. He remembers going suit shopping before the Sadie Hawkins dance and feeling a sense of dread, but now all he feels is joyful anticipation not only to put the tux on, but to see Adam in his. Actually, it’s more about seeing Adam in his tux, if Caleb’s being honest with himself, but still. He can’t believe how much has changed in just a little over a year.

Caleb pulls off his t-shirt and jeans and carefully puts on the suit, looking at himself in the mirror once he slides the jacket on. To his surprise, he smiles at himself in the mirror while running his hand through his hair out of habit. He feels Adam’s sparkly bright blue excitement from the stall next door, so he knocks on the wall softly and asks, “You ready?”

“Yep. Ready when you are.” Caleb can hear the smile on his boyfriend’s face, and he almost can’t stand it.

“Okay, count of three.”

“Really, Caleb?”

“Yes! Come on Adam. Have a little fun.”

“Fine, count us off.”

“Okay.” Caleb’s grinning like an idiot now, and he’s never been more grateful for the opaqueness of changing room walls. “One, two, three.”

On three, Caleb and Adam both push open their respective changing room doors and turn to face each other. Adam audibly gasps and Caleb’s jaw drops as he stares openly at his boyfriend. “Adam,” Caleb breathes. “Oh my fucking God.”

“Oh my God, Caleb, no, you look so incredible what the fuck how is this my life?” Adam replies, his usually flawless speech reduced to absolute rambling. But Caleb can barely enjoy the satisfaction of the effect he’s having on Adam because he’s too busy thinking about the tuxedo that Adam’s wearing. It doesn’t have a vest like Caleb’s, but it’s made out of fucking velvet, and Caleb is completely obsessed with how it looks on Adam.

After multiple minutes of the two of them just staring wide-eyed at each other, Caleb hears Adam mutter "fuck it” before pulling Caleb into one of the changing rooms, bracketing him up against the wall with his arms, and crashing their lips together before Caleb has a chance to breathe. There’s part of him that’s still aware he’s in public at a tuxedo shop in Boston, but that part of him is drowned out by the rest of him that is completely focused on Adam. Adam’s fingers tangle in his hair, his lips on Caleb’s neck, his other hand —

“Whoa, okay,” Caleb says, gently pushing Adam back by the shoulder. “As much as I would, fuck, as much as I would love to do so much of that right now, we are in public in tuxedos that we still have to pay a lot of money for.”

Adam smirks, his expression still the hazy one he gets when they’re making out complete with flushed red cheeks and dark eyes he could get lost in forever. Caleb can’t get over just how gorgeous his boyfriend looks like this. “Well that’s easy enough to solve,” Adam says. “We can just take these off.”

Caleb groans loudly. “Adam, what the fuck, no! Where the hell is valedictorian Adam right now?”

“Valedictorian Adam has left the building. You have drunk in love Adam now, and he only cares about one thing.” Adam shakes his head, unable to take himself seriously. “Seriously, you look hot. I mean, you always look hot, but you look hot.”

“Wow, so eloquent,” Caleb replies, moving Adam’s hands off of his hips so he can smooth the suit out. “I don’t know about you, but I love both of these tuxes, so let’s go pay before something happens to them.”

———

Caleb’s doorbell rings five minutes before he told Adam to arrive, which means Adam is right on schedule. His mom answers the door before he has the chance to run downstairs; he can feel the nerves and desire to impress his mother radiating from Adam, but it’s not enough to cover up her pride and adoration. Caleb runs down the stairs, buttoning his sleeves as he goes, and leans in to whisper in Adam’s ear. “Relax, she loves you.”

“I would argue with you, but I know your superpower would prove me wrong, so why bother,” Adam whispers back. Caleb laughs. Neither of them can keep the smiles off their faces.

“You two can come inside, you know,” Caleb’s mother says; Caleb honestly had forgotten that she was still standing there.

“Right, yeah, we’re coming, Mom,” Caleb mumbles, taking Adam’s hand and leading him inside.

“When are Caitlin and her date going to be here? You know, I’m really glad that you all managed to stay close even after everything that happened.”

“Yeah, me too, Mom. She’ll be here in a minute or two, she’s very punctual.” As if on cue, the bell rings again, and Caleb opens it to reveal Caitlin and her date, a guy named Andrew from her math class.

“This is Andrew. Andrew, Caleb and Adam. Caleb and Adam, Andrew.”

“Caitlin, relax, just have fun. It’s good to see you, you look nice,” Adam says. And he’s right, she does. She’s wearing a pink sparkly high-low dress with pink high heels and white flowers braided into her hair, and it’s not something he would have ever expected to see her wear, but he has to admit that it suits her.

“Thank you, you do too,” she replies before turning to Caleb. “Well, this is a little different from the last time we went to a school dance together, isn’t it?”

Caleb laughs. “Fuck, you’re so right.” It takes him a moment to realize he hasn’t invited them in yet, so he does, and his mom positions them in that super cliche prom pose he always sees all over social media every single year. He can’t even be mad about it, though, because as he rests his hands at Adam’s waist, he feels five people’s worth of bubbly joy hit him all at once. Normally, that many people feeling the same emotion all at once would be way too overwhelming, but tonight, it’s not, so Caleb lets himself bask in the soft warmth of it all.

Once his mom has taken as many photos as her phone has the space for and gone through the whole “my son is so grown up!” cliché mom thing as Adam rolled his eyes and looped his arm around Caleb’s back, Caleb finally waves goodbye to his parents and leads Adam, Caitlin, and Andrew to his car. He holds the passenger side door open for Adam, who gives him a big smile as he closes it softly before walking around to the driver’s seat and sliding in. Once everyone’s seatbelts are on, Caleb starts the car and one of the playlists that Adam made for him immediately starts playing through the speakers. It’s one of the sappier ones, because of course it is, and Caleb blushes as he reaches to switch to something else, but Adam grabs his wrist to stop him, whispering, “It’s okay, babe, leave it on.” Caleb nods and pulls out of the driveway.

The glow of happiness from Adam only intensifies as they get closer and closer to the venue, and Caleb even hears him singing along softly to the playlist as Caitlin and Andrew chat in the backseat.

———

The second Caleb’s car is in park, he scrambles out of the car to get around to Adam’s side so he can open the door for him, and Andrew does the same for Caitlin. The second Adam is fully standing, he grabs Caleb’s hand and gives it a squeeze, and Caleb never wants to let go.

The parking lot is fairly empty (Caitlin had insisted they get there as early as possible), but as they walk up the steps and approach the large double doors, Caleb can feel the emotions of everyone inside all at once — all nerves, excitement, and love. He lets go of Adam’s hand so he can bring both hands up to cover his ears with them; even though he knows it doesn’t do a single thing to help, it’s all he can think to do.

“Caleb?” Adam’s voice breaks through the shield and reaches Caleb’s ears, and he turns to his boyfriend with fear and guilt in his eyes. “Caleb, look at me. Take a deep breath, just like Dr. Bright said. In, out. In, out.”

Caleb does as Adam instructs while Adam tells Caitlin and Andrew to go in ahead of them, and after a few moments Caleb lowers his hands to his sides again, reuniting his left hand with Adam’s right. Adam squeezes his hand. “Remember, babe, I’m here to keep you green.”

“Thank you. I… I’m so sorry, Adam. You deserve a better night than this. I just can’t get it together enough to deal with my stupid classmates all at once, and I —“

“No, Caleb, don’t apologize,” Adam says, cutting off Caleb’s self-deprecating monologue. “It’s okay. At least it’ll be mostly good feelings tonight, right? And if you ever feel like it’s too much, let me know and we can leave, okay? You matter more to me than some stupid prom,” Adam says, and Caleb knows he means every word of it.

“I’ll be fine,” he replies. “I wouldn’t want to ruin this night for you.”

Adam shakes his head, grinning. “Gosh, you dork, it’s already perfect and it’s more than enough, it’s more than I even dared to dream about. Don’t worry about me.”

“I thought you were the dork,” Caleb teases, feeling more like himself again.

“You’re a dork sometimes too. Come on, let’s head inside.”

They walk through the doors and check in at the table in the lobby before heading into the main room and finding the table that Caitlin and Andrew had found and saved for them. A Top 40 hit blasts out of the speakers and a bunch of students are dancing in the middle of the room, but most are chatting with friends and grabbing appetizers. Caleb is still adjusting to the emotions in the room, so he sinks into a chair at the table, Adam taking the one next to him. He’s content to just stare at Adam for a few moments, the velvet tuxedo and purple bow tie that he’d picked out to match Caleb’s vest and pocket square somehow even cuter on him than when they’d first gone shopping.

Adam catches him staring and stands, leaning in to kiss Caleb on the cheek. “I’m going to grab us some mini hot dogs, okay?” Caleb nods, watching Adam walk across the room. A couple of their classmates stop Adam to say hi, and the shocked look on his face and the feeling that comes with it just makes Caleb fall in love with him all over again. He’d never looked forward to prom before the way the rest of the school did, but once Adam entered his life, he’d suddenly begun counting down the days. Not for himself, though; he just wanted to make this night as perfect as possible for Adam, for both of them together.

He gets an idea.

———

They’re just finishing up their main course meal when Caleb hears it, and he breaks into a grin.

“What?” Adam asks, confused.

Caleb just points to the speakers. “Listen.” He watches Adam’s face as he tilts his head to hear better, and he knows that the opening chords of ABBA’s “Super Trouper” have reached his ears when Adam’s whole face lights up.

“Caleb, oh my fucking God,” he says, covering his face. “How did you do this?”

“Asked the DJ while you were up getting food.” Caleb gently pulls Adam's hands away from his face. “Come on, come dance with me.”

He can feel the confusion from his classmates, but he doesn’t care about any of it as he pulls Adam onto the dance floor and lifts their arms to twirl him around. Adam looks nervous, so Caleb starts singing along, probably making a huge fool of himself, and Adam laughs and visibly relaxes. “You’re ridiculous,” Adam says.

“You love it,” Caleb replies, twirling him again.

By this point, they’re not alone on the dance floor anymore, and as the song ends, Caleb’s eyes lock with Adam as the last “somewhere in the crowd there’s you” rings out.

———

They’re a few hours into prom now. The food is pretty much all gone, and Caleb can tell that some people in the room are more than a little drunk; thankfully not enough for them to get him drunk too, but enough that it’s noticeable.

Caleb, Adam, Caitlin, and Andrew had just sat back down after a few of their favorite songs played in a row when the music fades out. Caleb looks up to see Principal Stevens standing at the front of the room with the microphone in his hand.

“Okay, everyone, it’s the moment you’ve all been waiting for: the crowning of this year’s prom king and queen.” He unfolds the first slip of paper in his hand. “This year’s prom queen… is Caitlin Park!”

Caitlin stands and waves as she walks up to accept her crown. Adam cheers extra loud, and Caitlin rolls her eyes at him.

Principal Stevens unfolds the second slip of paper. “And this year’s prom king… is Caleb Michaels!”

Everyone in the room is cheering, especially the three people sitting with him, but Caleb is so surprised he doesn’t hear any of it.

“Babe, go!” Adam says, pushing Caleb out of his seat.

“That’s my boyfriend!” Caleb hears Adam shout as he approaches Caitlin and Principal Stevens on the dance floor.

“Principal Stevens, what’s going on? I didn’t even run, I didn’t even think we did this stuff here!” Caleb says.

Principal Stevens just shrugs with a smile. “You must be pretty well liked, Caleb,” he says as explanation, placing the sparkly plastic crown on Caleb’s head.

“You are,” Caitlin adds. “People really think highly of you, Caleb. Just enjoy this. You deserve it.”

“Ready to dance?” Principal Stevens asks them, and Caleb and Caitlin both realize in that moment that being crowned prom king and queen means they have to dance. Together. In front of everyone.

Thankfully, Caitlin reacts quickly. “Actually, Principal Stevens, would it be alright if we each just danced with our dates instead?”

“Would that be okay with you, Caleb?” Caleb nods. “Well, if that’s what you both prefer, then it’s totally fine with me.”

The music starts, and Caleb feels a tap on his shoulder. He spins around to see Adam, gorgeous as ever, in a mock bow with his arm out to Caleb. “May I have this dance, Your Majesty?”

Caleb grins and holds his head high. “You may.”

Caleb rests his hands on Adam’s shoulders as Adam’s hands loop around Caleb’s waist and he presses his face into Caleb’s chest. They sway back and forth together, and for those few minutes, it’s like they’re really alone in the universe, just like they always dreamed.

“Hey,” Adam says, bringing them back to reality when the song changes to a more upbeat one. “Thanks for being my Super Trouper.”

“Anytime,” Caleb replies softly.

#original #fanfiction #the bright sessions #caleb michaels #adam hayes #prom fic!!!!!#it's pure fluff #they're just dorks in love okay??#post tbs #post tin #pre tct #lots of mamma mia references bc duh #caleb's a dork #i just love them so much

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Hold My Hand: John Wick x Reader Chapter 79

warnings: none hold my hand masterlist

You’ve spent the whole morning and afternoon preparing for Jimmy and Tess, and John had even ran to the store to get more groceries since it won’t just be the two of you eating. He got several things that you asked him to since you know Tess has certain things that she likes. She prefers water from a bottle. She likes a certain brand of bread, and she’s very picky on what kind of pickles she eats as well. She’s pregnant, so you’ll let it slide.

Sadie was beyond excited to see Jimmy and Tess, and she did exactly what you thought she’d do: pissed on the floor. Thankfully you had her in the backyard so it was just on the cement. Bleu was excited to see Jimmy and Tess as well, and Garfield was purring so loud that you could hear him from across the room. Tess and Jimmy both gave them lots of love, and they looked so happy to finally see them again.

Jimmy and John are now across the street looking at the damage in the basement, and Jimmy insisted that Tess stay at your house and that he’d take pictures for her to see it. He didn’t want her anywhere near the mold.

The kitchen smells so good since you put a pot roast in the crock-pot before you left to get Tess and Jimmy, and now with Tess’ help, you’re getting everything ready for dinner. The two of you are laughing hysterically as she tells you all about the shenanigans that Jimmy got himself into, and it feels so good to have her around again. You missed her so much, and you kinda hope the two of you never spend that long apart again.

Just as you start to set the table, you hear John and Jimmy coming in the front door, which you’re thankful for since your stomach is growling. John and Jimmy both wash their hands, and you lean up to peck John quickly as you finish getting out the silverware and plates.

“I don’t even get one. That’s unfair.” Jimmy teases, then he smiles when you peck him on the cheek. “Uh oh, Tess. I think your sister is trying to make a move.”

You notice the big bandage on Jimmy’s arm, and you point at it, “What’s that?”

Tess turns around a little and laughs, “Oh, go ahead, Jimmy. Tell them about your big hero moment.”

“I was a hero, Tess.” Jimmy says, flicking her shoulder a little, “Well, as we all know, Tess is allergic to bees. She was laying out by the pool when a big wasp landed on the table next to her. Me, being the hero that I am, I tried to get it to fly away.”

Tess laughs, “And in the process, you…”

Jimmy looks at you and starts to laugh, “In the process, I tripped over a chair and cut my arm on this little metal piece sticking out.”

You wince, “Oh, ouch. You got it all cleaned out though, right?”

“Yeah, yeah, we did.” he nods and pats Tess’ ass, “My little nurse.”

You jokingly gag and walk over to the table, then you sit down as everyone starts to dig into the food. Jimmy takes a big bite of the pot roast and sits back in his chair with a huge smile on his face.

“That means he likes it.” Tess laughs, and Jimmy gives you a thumbs up. Tess looks down at her plate, picking at her food, and she smiles when she looks up at you, “Thank you for letting us stay here.”

“Of course. You’d do the same for us.” you say, nudging her shoulder, “Eat your food. Don’t be all…timid and shy because you’re staying with us.”

“We just don’t want to impose.”

“Tess, listen to me, you’re not imposing. We’re not going to make you stay at a hotel when we’re right here. While you’re here, this is your home. Don’t be afraid to go in any room that you want. Nothing is off limits, we don’t have anything to hide.”

John laughs, “Just don’t go in my drawer next to my bed.”

You and Tess both look at John, and you cock up your eyebrow a little as he laughs.

“You know…like in shows when the parents say not to go in the bedside table. You know what? Never mind.”

Tess laughs when you shake your head, “Got some weird sex stuff in there, don’t ya?”

“No, we do not.” you say to Tess, then you look at John and shake your head again, “He’s just being a dork today.”

Tess laughs, then she looks over at Jimmy, “We have some news.”

You gasp quietly and look over at her, propping your head up and waiting for her to continue.

“So, while we were in Italy, Jimmy and I were talking about our hopes and dreams. I told Jimmy that it was always a dream of mine to be a mom, and that with my parents passing when I was young, I want to be as involved with my children as I can be.” she says, and you nod your head as she begins to smile, “Jimmy told me his dream that he’s always had. Go ahead, babe, tell them.”

Jimmy clears his throat and sits up, “Well, John already knows since we just talked about this a little bit ago, but…I’ve always wanted to start my own carpentry business. I love building stuff, it’s one of my favorite things to do.”

“Really?” you smile as you look at him, and he nods his head.

“Yeah, I just…” Jimmy swallows hard and sighs, “Being a cop was more for my parents than for me in the first place, and with Finn on the way, I can’t put myself at risk anymore. Watching John buy the shop inspired me to really think about what I do to do with my life. And I want to start a business. I want to be able to be there for Finn and Tess, and I can’t do that if I’m always on call for something.”

“Jimmy, that’s amazing!” you get up from the table and hug him, then you wrap your arms around Tess before you sit back down, “When do you plan on doing this?”

Jimmy takes a deep breath and looks up John, then at you, “Well, once Finn is born, I’ll have a few weeks off, and I plan on starting to hunt for a place somewhere in Oyster Bay. With John’s help.”

John reaches for your hand and smiles when you look at him, “We’re gonna help them out. A loan to help Jimmy get started, and anything else he’ll need.”

“Of course, I wouldn’t expect anything less.” you squeeze John’s hand and smile at him -- he really is the perfect man. You look back at Jimmy and Tess, and you let out a small laugh, “Tess got her wish after all; she wanted you to quit your job.”

“Well,” Jimmy leans over and kisses Tess’ cheek, “What Tess wants, she gets.”

Tess takes a big bite of her food, all while looking particularly pleased with herself.

“This is great, by the way.” John says, pointing at his plate. He reaches out for your hand and presses a kiss to the back of it, “Your food lately has been amazing.”

“I’ve cooked twice, maybe three times since we’ve been home.” you laugh, shaking your head, “Calm down, Wick.”

Tess rests her chin on her hand and looks at you, “So, how was your trip?”

“It was so good. We definitely have to go to the tree house sometime. Even if you and I just go on a girls trip or something.” you sit back in your chair a little and feel John’s hand on your thigh, “John and I had so much fun with Shiloh, and Gia and Christina were so nice to us. We swam, we went for a little walk down around their little orchard and picked apples and stuff. We went horseback riding! It was just amazing. I’ll definitely remember that trip for the rest of my life.”

Tess smiles, “I see John is wearing his ring.”

John happily holds up his hand as he chews his food, then he covers his mouth when he talks, “Every day.”

“Wait…” Jimmy furrows his brow, “You eloped?”

“No, no, she just gave me a ring to wear.” John laughs, and his cheeks turn a little pink.

Jimmy nods, stuffing his face with food, “That’s cool. I was offended for a minute thinking you two got married without us.”

Tess rolls her eyes and looks back at you, “Keep going, tell me more. I practically talked your ear off about my trip. It’s your turn.”

“Uh, I don’t know. John and I just kinda chilled out around the tree house. It was so nice there. One day it rained and we ordered some food, opened the windows, and just talked. Actually, wait…” you look at John and smile, “That’s the night we found the conversation starters. We talked about a lot of stuff that night.”

“Oh, my god. Did you like those?”

You nod your head as you look at Tess, and you glance over at John to see a smile on his face, “We loved them, and we never even got through the whole deck, so we’ll definitely do some more. They were so much fun, and we actually learned some things about each other that we didn’t know. John didn’t know that I’m allergic to fish, I didn’t know how many bones John has broken. Spoiler alert: it’s almost all of them.”

Tess laughs, “Of course.”

“While we were there, we also talked about some more serious things like marriage and babies.” you say, watching Tess perk up. “We’ve decided where we want our wedding, who we want there, and we even decided on a date. And as our maid of honor and best man, you two should be the first to know that I will officially become Mrs. Wick on…September 5th.”

“Like…the September 5th that’s coming up soon?”

“That very one.” you smile and look at John, “It’s our one year anniversary too. We want to have a small intimate ceremony on the side patio where you two got married, but I told John that I thought it’d be a cool idea to tear down the tennis court and use that for the reception, then after we can use it for birthday parties and barbecues. So, I think John is going to call someone this week and have them come out and tear down the fence, then John is going to start working on it.”

“Time for Jimmy to get some practice in if he wants his own carpentry business. Gotta see where my money is goin’.” John jokes, and you laugh quietly. “Nah, I really could use your help though.”

Jimmy nods his head, “Of course, man.”

“Ooh, handy men.” Tess teases, then winks at Jimmy.

You smile as you watch John and Jimmy start to talk about the ideas he has for the tennis court, then you look back at Tess, “Oh, and John and I decided that we want to…start trying for a baby. So, I am now birth control free. Well, that’s not true. I just stopped taking it last week.”

“Shut the fuck up!” Tess moves out of her chair a little to hug you, then she sits back down, “Oh, my god!”

“Yeah, we’re really excited. I told John already that I probably won’t get pregnant within these next few months because even though I’m not taking birth control, it’s still in my body and it’s doing its job, but…” you shrug playfully, “We could get pregnant by the end of the year.”

“That’s the plan.” John says, getting up from the table with his plate. “To get this one pregnant by the end of the year.”

You laugh loudly and get up, “Yeah, he’s definitely trying.”

“Oooh,” Tess teases, nudging your arm and wiggling her eyebrows, “Well, we won’t disturb you two when you’re in your room.”

Jimmy is still stuffing his face with potatoes as you, John, and Tess clean up around him, and he sits back in his seat when Tess takes his empty plate.

“Knowing these two, there’s probably dessert.” Tess says, and Jimmy perks up.

You open the fridge and pull out some chocolate mousse in tiny cups, and Jimmy’s mouth drops open in shock.

“I didn’t make these, I bought them.” you laugh and hand him a cup along with a spoon, “Trust me, I’m not Suzy Homemaker. I can make, like two dishes. John and I usually order food every night, so I hope you like Chinese food, Mexican food, and Italian food.”

Jimmy laughs, “Lucky for you, I love all of those things.”

The four of you finish eating your dessert, and Jimmy insists on doing the dishes for you and John. Tess helps him load up the dishwasher, then she takes a break and leans over the counter, yawning loudly.

“Jet lag is the worst. I’m still struggling a bit with mine.” you say, then you lead Tess to their room, “I washed all of your sheets, made sure that you two have enough room for your clothes, I put a basket in the corner for your clothes. You know where the laundry room is obviously, feel free to use it whenever.”

Tess crawls into bed and lays down, “Ah, it feels so good.”

“Oh, this closet is huge.” Jimmy says, and he starts to put his stuff away. He waves it off and crawls in bed next to Tess. “This bed is so comfortable.”

“We’ll let you two catch up on your sleep.” you laugh and look up at John, “We’ll be in our room if you need anything. Oh, and don’t be freaked out if you hear noises in the night, sometimes John just randomly goes for a walk at like 3 AM, and you know me, sometimes I’ll get up for something to drink.”

“Got it.” Tess says, yawning again. “You can leave the door open a little. Garfield comes in every night around 2 and gets in bed with us. And don’t worry about being quiet or anything. This one sleeps like a rock, and since I’ve been pregnant, I knock the fuck out.”

You glare at Tess a little and shake your head, “It’s 7:30. We’re going to lay down and watch a movie.”

Tess puts her hands up in defense and laughs, “Well, you said he’s trying to get you pregnant.”

“Oh, my god. Goodnight, you two.” you laugh and shut the door a little as John laughs.

John puts his hand on your lower back and looks at you, “I’m gonna let the dogs out one last time.”

You pat John’s stomach and smile, “Okay, meet you upstairs.”

Since you have company, you and John can kiss sleeping naked goodbye. Tess will mostly like barge into your room at least once while you and John are still sleeping, and you're not going to take any chances. You’re going to hate sleeping in clothes, but you know that you can probably find something that will keep you a little cooler. You sift through your clothes and grab out several nightgowns that are possibilities.

“Uh,” you laugh and look down at them on the bed, “Well, I mean, I won’t be hot in this.”

You hold up a thin, black lacy nightgown and let out another laugh as you start to undress. Quickly putting it on, you head into the bathroom to wash your face and brush your teeth, then you hear John in the bedroom.

“Oh, I’ll be right back again.”

You catch a glimpse of John as he leaves the room, then you crawl into bed and turn on your fan. You snuggle under the covers when the cool air from the fan hits your skin, and you smile when John walks back in. He holds up a bottle of water, then he places it on the table next to your side of the bed.

You smile, “Thanks, John.”

“Gotta brush my teeth.” he says, then he walks into the bathroom.

A few moments later, John emerges from the bathroom in his boxers and crawls into bed next to you. When he lifts the blanket up, he sees what you’re wearing and immediately scoots closer to kiss you.

“I’m happy that we told Tess and Jimmy that we’re trying to have a baby.”

You smile, “Me, too.”

John brushes his nose against yours as he lingers inches from your mouth, and you feel his hand slowly sliding down your stomach. He leans back in to kiss you, slowly slipping his tongue into your mouth. His spit tastes like mint, and you suck on his tongue to get more of a taste.

He leans down, kissing and sucking on your neck, “So, are we going to watch a movie?”

You laugh a little as you pull him on top of you, “Nope!”

The weather has been nice today, but it’s disgustingly hot -- too hot to even go swimming. So instead you’re sitting in the basement watching TV, which wasn’t exactly the plan. You came downstairs to run on the treadmill for a bit since it’s too hot outside, but John is so focused on a book he’s working on, you don’t want to annoy him with the sound of the treadmill. At least that’s what you’re telling yourself.

The floorboards are creaking above your head so you know Tess and Jimmy must be home. They had went over to his parents house for breakfast so they could tell them all about their trip.

You hear a knock on the door, so you hop up quickly and stand at the bottom of the stairs, “Yeah?”

Tess opens the door slowly, then she waves, “Just wanted to tell you that we’re home. Well, I am. Jimmy just went to meet with the guy about the basement.”

“Tess, you can come down here.” you laugh and wave her down, “It’s not off limits.”

“Yes, it is!” John says, and you turn around to look at him as he chuckles like he just told the world’s greatest joke.

Tess has one foot on the step, but she slowly backs her way upstairs, “Oh.”

“He’s kidding, Tess.” you laugh, and she finally starts down the steps again.

She looks around in awe, then she starts making her way around the basement, “I’ve never been down here.”

“Haven’t you?” John asks, still focusing on his book.

Tess rolls her eyes when she sees John has a picture of you and him on his workbench, then she points at his safe, “What’s in there?”

You scoff, “What do you think?”

“Guns.” she whispers, then gasps when you put in the code and open it, “Oh, of course. Pictures of you two.”

You walk over to John and lean against his back as Tess continues to look through John’s safe, and he finally puts his work down to hug you. He turns around in his chair and pulls you in between his legs, then he wraps his arms around you and puts his head on your chest.

“Are you getting hungry?”

You nod, leaning down to kiss his forehead when he looks at you, “Yeah.”

John laughs, “I can hear your stomach growling.”

“Shit.” you let go of John and move Tess out of the way, and you reach into the back of the safe to a small stack of photos that you and John took one night. You tuck them behind your back and smile when Tess looks at you.

“What are those?”

You shrug, “Oh, uh, just some pictures.”

Tess smirks as she walks closer to you, “Pictures of what?”

You shake your head and move behind John for protection, “Just some pictures of John and I together…naked.”

“You’re such a liar.” Tess says, then she yanks a picture out of your hand and her eyes grow wide, “Holy shit!”

You groan loudly and pull it out of her hands, then you turn it around to see it’s a picture of you with John behind you and his hands on your bare breasts. You exhale in relief that it’s not one of the other more…inappropriate pictures.

“You two amaze me.” Tess laughs and turns around to continue looking through the safe. She pulls out the picture of John and Helen, then she turns around to look at John, “This is Helen?”

John nods, “Yeah.”

You walk over to Tess and look at the picture, “Look at John’s cute little smile. He was so happy.”

“John! You look so happy.” Tess says, looking at the picture.

“I was very happy.” he says, and you smile when you look over at him. “Almost as happy as I am now.”

You roll your eyes and laugh, “Reel it in, Wick.”

“That’s probably true though.” Tess says, looking down at John and Helen, “I mean, you’re going to get married and have a baby. John and Helen didn’t have a baby.”

You walk over to John and wrap your arm around his shoulder, “Well, we’re just different. Different circumstances.”

“I applaud you.” Tess says and puts the picture back, “If Jimmy had a wife, I’d always compare myself to her, but he’ll never have anyone better than me, so whatever. I’m the best he’s ever had and will ever have.”

You laugh and look over at John, “I would never say that to John.”

“Well, you should because it’s true! You’re the best John will ever have.” Tess says, then she starts to head upstairs.

John laughs as he looks at you and nods, “She has a point.”

You roll your eyes and look over John’s shoulder to see the book he’s working on. It’s nearly done, and all he has left to do is put his stamp on the inside, which happens to be one of your favorite parts. John grabs the stamp off of the shelf, then he hands it to you and watches as you press it down on the inside cover of the book.

“Little harder, baby.” he laughs, then he puts his hand over yours and presses down, “There.”

“Did you hear my knuckle pop when you did that?” you laugh, leaning against John, “Breakin’ my bones, Mr. Wick.”

John lets out a small laugh, and you turn around a little to look at him. The two of you hold eye contact for a moment, and you give him a sweet smile when his gazes falls to your lips.

“Are you gonna kiss me or are you just looking at my lips?”

He leans forward to kiss you, but you lean back a little to tease him. John frowns and sits back, “Fine, I didn’t want to kiss you anyway.”

“Whoa!” you gasp and point at the floor, “Hell…it’s freezing over. And I think I just saw a pig flying!”

John scoffs and begins to clean up his workbench, all while you cling to his back. You're probably bothering the shit out of him with how clingy you're being, but this is what he signed up for when he proposed to you.

“Am I bothering you, Mr. Moody?”

John stands up straight and pulls your arms around his waist tighter, “No, you’re like my little koala bear.”

You scratch your fingers against John’s stomach, then you lift up his shirt a little and scratch his back. He immediately sits down and leans against the workbench, and he lets out a big groan.

“That feels so good.”

You pull John’s shirt up more and kiss over his back, then you press a kiss to the big scar in the center like always. Pulling his shirt back down, you lean against his back and wrap your arms around him.

“Should we go get some lunch?” you ask, and John nods his head.

You start to head up the stairs when John grabs you by the waist and spins you around. He presses his lips to yours several times, then he sighs and looks at you.

You cup his face in your hands and press another kiss to his lips, “Are you sure I'm not bothering you?”

John nods, “Positive.”

Looking at John for a moment longer, you can tell he's not being entirely truthful with you. He's hiding something.

“I just...need to ask you something, and it might be a little weird.” he says, and you nod your head encouragingly. “Right now isn't the time though.”

You groan jokingly and head upstairs to see Tess on the couch, “We’re going out for some lunch.”

“Wanna come with?” John asks, and you turn around to look at him in confusion.

Tess gets off the couch and grabs her purse, “I am starving.”

You grab John’s hand as he walks past, then you pull him aside, “You’re still going to ask your question, right?”

John cups your face in his hands, then he tilts your head back so he can kiss you, “Let’s just have a nice lunch.”

Before you left for lunch, you stopped by and picked up Jimmy, then the four of you went out to eat. The conversations were good and the food was exactly what you wanted. John still hasn’t asked his question yet, and you kept a close eye on him all afternoon, hoping that his demeanor wouldn’t change, and thankfully it didn’t.

Tess asked you if you wanted to go swimming when you got home and you thought it’d be a good idea. Since it’s later in the afternoon, the sun isn’t directly above the pool and the air is getting a little cooler. It’s still hot as hell out, but it’s not too hot to go swimming.

You’re in your room going through your swimsuits, and you look up just as John walks in. He sits down on the bed, then he pats the spot next to him, “Come here, baby.”

Taking a deep breath, you sit down next to John and reach for his hand. The two of you sit in silence for a moment and your mind begins to wander to all the places it shouldn’t.

Is John really upset that Jimmy and Tess are staying here? Is John upset that you let Tess look in his safe? Is John upset?

“You know I love you, right?”

“Don’t start a conversation like that!” you look up at John and pull your hand out of his grip as he laughs, “I’m serious, John!”

He laughs and reaches for your hand again, “I just want you to know that I love you, and if your answer is no, I’ll understand.”

You shake your head, “You’re not making any sense right now.”

John reaches for your left hand and rubs his thumb over your engagement ring. He inhales deeply like he’s going to explode, then he lets it out as he looks at you, “If I asked you to go somewhere with me, would you?”

You smile, “I will go anywhere with you. And no, I didn’t mean for that to be as cheesy as it was.”

“Are you sure? Because what I’m going to ask you…is kind of weird.”

You scrunch your eyebrows in confusion and laugh, “Just ask me.”

“In a few days, it’s Helen’s birthday.” he says, and you nod your head. “Would you…come with me to visit her?”

“Really?”

John shakes his head and closes his eyes, “Sorry, it’s weird. I shouldn’t have asked. I can…I can just go by myself, if you don’t mind.”

“No, no, John, look at me.” you say, and John looks at you again, “I’m honored that you’d even want to take me with you. I think it’s very sweet. I’ll be honest, I always wondered when and if you’d ever take me to meet her. And please don’t ever feel like you need to ask my permission to go visit her. She was your wife, John. You’re allowed to go there. I don’t want you to think you ever have to ask my permission to do things, just like you don’t want me to think I have to ask you.”

John wraps his arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer, “I want her to meet you. I want her to see how happy I am now.”

You try to hide your face from John since you’re tearing up, but he cups your face and makes you look at him. He lets out a small laugh, then he presses his warm lips to your forehead.

“By the way, I don’t go there all the time. I haven’t been there in a year, the last time I went was for her birthday. I don’t want to go there all the time. Remember, we’re living in the moment.” he says, and you laugh as you look at him. “Going there and spending too much time there takes me away from where I really want to be: here. With you.”

“I’m really honored, John. I can’t thank you enough for truly opening your heart to me. It really means a lot, and it shows me that you really are committed to our relationship.” you say, moving closer for him to hold you. “I love you so much and I’m so proud of you. I can’t imagine how proud Helen probably is.”

John leans his head against yours and you watch as he spins your ring, “So, you’re not weirded out by this?”

“No, not at all.” you get up and grab your swimsuit so you can change -- Tess is probably wondering where you are. “I think it’s very sweet, and it means a lot that you think I’m good enough to meet Helen.”

John laughs, “Well, don’t say it like that. Of course you’re good enough.”

“Okay, maybe those weren’t the words I was looking for.” you say, watching John closely as you pull off your shorts, “Maybe the word I was looking for was…I don’t know. I guess it just means a lot to me that I mean enough to you to go meet her. Does that make sense?”

“It does.” he nods.

John is completely done with this conversation now that you’re undressing. You pull your underwear off and toss them to John, and he laughs as he holds them up like they’re some big prize. His gaze on you is now laser focused as you pull your shirt off and unhook your bra, and when your breasts fall out of your bra, he immediately gets up and cups them in his hands.

“You can’t keep your hands to yourself, can you? We were having a serious conversation.”

“Yeah, yeah…” John says, leaning down to kiss over your chest.

You let out a small laugh, then you turn around so John can help tie your swimsuit top. He wraps his arms around you, and your eyes meet in the reflection of the mirror. A smile tugs at your lips as you hold his gaze, then he leans his chin on your shoulder.

“You do mean a lot to me, peach.” he says against your cheek, “And I wouldn’t have asked you to go with me if you didn’t. And if you’re uncomfortable, you need to let me know. I don’t want you to do anything that makes you uncomfortable.”

You turn your head a little to look at John, “I’m not uncomfortable. I’m excited to meet her actually.”

“She would have loved you. I know I’ve told you that before, and it is a little weird to think about, but she would have.” he says, and you smile when you see him pulling out his swim trunks. You didn’t even ask if he wanted to go swimming with you, he doesn’t need permission, of course, it’s just kinda soft that he wants to go swimming.

“I bet I would have liked her too. She made you happy, so anyone who makes you happy is instantly likable in my book.”

John laughs as he pulls his shirt over his head, “You make me very happy.”

“You just want me to fall into a puddle of goo right here, don’t you?” you tease, walking over to kiss John, “I’ll meet you outside.”

John grabs your arm and kisses you on the lips, almost knocking the breath out of you and buckling your knees in the process. He moves your hair out of your face as you wrap your arms around his neck, then he kisses your forehead.

“I love you more than anything in this world.” he whispers, leaving his lips on your forehead.

Your eyes are still closed since you’re still trying to process that kiss, but you open them and look at John, “I love you, too.”

His hands slide down your sides and onto your ass, “I’ll meet you outside.”

After swimming this afternoon, you and John snuck up to the bedroom for a nice little quickie. John really blew your mind, so you’re currently still laying in bed naked as he takes a shower. The shower turns off, and you prop yourself up a little as John walks into the bedroom with a towel around his waist. When he sees you still in bed, he gives you a wink and smiles smugly.

“Really knocked you out, didn’t I?”

You laugh, “Yeah, well, you always do.”

John pulls on a pair of boxers and he starts to laugh when he feels you watching his every move, “You gonna get up, peach?”

Laughing as you sit up, you wiggle your legs and rotate your ankles, “My legs still feel like jello.”

“Well, you, uh, told me to…” he stops talking and turns around to look at you walking over to him.

You wrap your arms around his neck and lean up to kiss him, “Oh, I know what I told you to do.”

John moves you back to the bed as he crawls on top of you, kissing you with no end in sight. His lips on yours are persistent and his hands begin to explore up and down your body, then he leans back a little to look at you.

“I should shower.” you say, leaning up to kiss John again.

Exhaling heavily, you get up from the bed and head for the bathroom for a quick shower. Ten minutes later, you emerge from the bathroom in your robe to find John and Tess sitting on your bed talking. They both look at you as you walk through the bedroom and over to the dresser for a clean pair of underwear.

“Don’t mind me.” you laugh as you sift through your drawer, “Just grabbing some underwear.”

Since you’re wearing a robe, you don’t mind getting dressed in front of Tess. You quickly pull on your underwear under your robe, then you grab a sundress from your closet and put it on. From the corner of your eye, you see John watching you and when you look over at him, he gives you a small wink.

“I’ll let you girls talk.” John says, then he gets off the bed and heads downstairs.

“So, John told me that he asked you to go with him when he visits Helen. That’s a pretty big deal.”

You nod as you wring the water out of your hair, “Yeah, I’m kinda nervous though. I don’t know what I’m supposed to wear, or say, or even do. I don’t know. I have mixed feelings. On one hand, I’m honored that John even wants to take me to visit her, and it kinda makes me weak in the knees that he wants her to see how happy he is. But on the other hand, I’m nervous because I mean…it’s his wife. What if the sky turns dark and lightning strikes a tree, then a branch falls on me and kills me?”

“Your imagination knows no bounds, does it?” Tess laughs, and she walks over to you to brush your hair, “It’s going to be fine. I mean, do you think she’s gonna bust out of the coffin and grab your leg?”

You widen your eyes and shake your head, “I hadn’t even thought of that.”

“Stop!” Tess laughs, slapping you on the arm with your brush, “It’ll be fine. The two of you will probably go there, John will bring some flowers or something, he’ll say a few words and then you’ll leave. No biggie.”

“Yeah, you’re right.” you nod, exhaling slowly.

Tess looks at you through the mirror and smiles, “Don’t ever doubt how much that man loves you. While you were in the shower, he asked me like…4 times if you were weirded out by going to her grave. I told him no, of course. He told me to tell him the moment you mention it being weird. He loves you so much, and he genuinely cares about your feelings.”

“Would you be weirded out by it?”

Tess inhales deeply then she shrugs, “I don’t know. I guess it would be different if I was actually in that position, and I suppose it all depends on how I’m treated by him. If it were Jimmy’s late wife, then no, I wouldn’t be. He treats me well, and I know he loves me a lot. If it was like…Scott from high school, then yeah, I would be. But he treated me like shit, so there’s that.”

You nod your head as you look down at your hands, “Well, if John asks again before we go visit her, tell him I’m not weirded out, and I’m excited.”

“Will do, boss.”

The two of you head downstairs and find the boys on the patio with beers in their hands. John and Jimmy are both laughing and talking, and you and Tess take a moment to watch them.

“I adore how well they get along.”

You nod, “Me, too. John worries about Jimmy a lot. He’d never say it, but he does. He felt so bad when he saw the basement. I knew right away that he was going to figure out a way to help out. He worries about you too, by the way. Actually he referred to you as his little sister the other day. Tess, I swear to god, I nearly collapsed.”

Tess immediately tears up and hides her face in her hands, “You can’t tell me this kind of stuff right now! I’m very emotional!”

You laugh loudly as you open the patio door and step outside. You’re immediately greeted by Bleu and Sadie, and you reach down to pet them both before walking over and sitting in John’s lap.

The air is still so warm tonight, so you definitely won’t be having a bonfire. You’d melt. Tess and Jimmy have plans to go to a restaurant in Oyster Bay -- they’re trying not to spend too much time at your house -- and you and John have absolutely no plans at all.

John pats your leg to get your attention, then he pecks you quickly, “Wanna go for a walk by the lake?”

“I’d love to.” you smile and get off of his lap, “We’ll see you later.”

Tess and Jimmy wave as they head for their car, then you reach for John’s hand and make your way down the path near the lake. The sun is starting to set now, so everything is covered in a soft orange glow. John has your hand in his and his other hand in his pocket, and Bleu and Sadie are both running a few feet ahead of you. If only you had a baby, this moment would be absolutely perfect.

“You look beautiful tonight, by the way. The sun, it’s really…capturing you.”

“Oh, no.” you laugh and put your hands over your face when John starts to pull out his phone.

“Come on, baby. Smile for me.” he says, holding up his phone as he snaps pictures, “Ooh, that’s a great one. Lemme get one with you and the dogs.”

You kneel down with Bleu and Sadie on either side of you, then you smile as John takes another picture. John is taking an endless amount of pictures and he reaches for your hand so he can take a picture with you.

“I’m pregnant!” you say, watching John’s eyes grow wide, “Just testing it out.”

“You’re awful.” John laughs and puts his phone back in his pocket. “That was so mean.”

“It was, I’m so sorry.” you laugh hysterically and tilt your head back to kiss John, “No more jokes like that, I promise.”

You’re scrolling through your phone while John locks up the house, and you huff loudly when you see Rachel has left a comment on John’s picture. John went out with her twice, and he posts about you all the time on his instagram yet she always comments on his pictures as if you’re not even in them.

John lays down on the bed next to you and smiles when he sees your face a little twisted up in anger, “What’s the face for?”

You turn your phone and show him the picture of you and him together where your engagement ring is in perfect view, and he nods his head and smiles.

“Yeah, I liked it. I wanted to post it. Did you want to post it instead?”

You scrunch your face up and huff, “No, didn’t you see her comment?”

John laughs, “I don’t really read my comments that often unless you’ve written something. Baby, half the time, I don’t even know what I’m doing on that thing. I let you edit the pictures and have you send them to me. I only know how to post them, I’m old.”

Turning your phone back around, you put it John’s face and show him the comment where Rachel is, once again, asking John to go out for dinner. She does it every few weeks and it’s starting to piss you off. You’re very confident in your relationship, and you know that John would never stray and you know that he loves you. There really is no doubt in your mind about that. You don’t want to make him unfollow her because you don’t want to be that fiancee, but you really wish he would.

John shakes his head, “I’m sorry she does that. I know it upsets you.”

“I just don’t understand why she keeps commenting that stuff when she knows you’re engaged.”

John puffs his chest up and smirks, “Because she wants me.”

You look at John and roll your eyes, “Okay, stud.”

John pulls you closer to his chest and licks his lips, “You want me?”

“I already have you.” you say, and John glares at you for a moment before he begins tickling your sides. You’re nearly in tears and you’re laughing hysterically, and you can’t get John off of you since he’s so much bigger and stronger. “Okay! Okay! I surrender.”

Wiping the tears away from your eyes as you laugh, you sit back down next to John and he wraps his arm around your shoulder. He reaches over for his phone on the night stand, then he opens Instagram and goes to his followers.

“I…” he leans closer to you and shows you his phone, “I don’t know how to un…”

“Unfollow.” you laugh, taking his phone from him to do it yourself, “Are you sure you want to unfollow her? Don’t do it just for me.”

John furrows his brow and looks at you, “Of course I’m doing it for you. It makes you uncomfortable, and that upsets me. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable. Would you unfollow people you dated if it made me uncomfortable?”

“If they were commenting things like she does, absolutely.” you nod, “I don’t follow anyone who I’ve dated before, but I would totally unfollow someone if it was hurting your feelings.”

John gestures to his phone, “Okay, then do it. I’ve been meaning to unfollow her but I don’t know how, and I didn’t want to ask since you’d just tease me for being old.”

You chuckle as you hand your phone back to John, “Done.”

“Kinda funny seeing you jealous. I’ve never seen you like that.” John says, and you look up at him as he smirks, “Won’t lie, it’s kinda hot.”

You scoff quietly, “Whatever.”

John leans down to kiss you as he takes his phone, then he kisses your forehead as you both get situated in bed. The TV is already on, and it’s open to Netflix so the two of you can continue watching your show. He leans back against the headboard a little, and you scoot closer to him and wrap one leg over his waist, then you wrap your arm around his stomach.

“Ready to maybe finish this? We have three episodes left.” you say, looking up at John.

John leans down to kiss you as he nods, “Yup.”

You snuggle closer to John and the two of you cling to one another as you become completely engrossed in your show, and you almost don’t notice John’s right hand is resting on your stomach.

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Jambudweek Day 5: Drive

Another story for @jambudweek! Steven and Connie’s plan for a romantic vacation goes a bit awry when the reality of what they’re doing starts to sink in. It’s a problem that can only be sorted with a good old heart-to-heart.

Steven pulled up to the driveway of the Maheshwarans’ house, and grinned eagerly as he saw Connie rush out the door, followed by her mom to say goodbye, and put her bags for the trip in the Dondeye’s trunk. She climbed in, and kissed Steven on the cheek to say hi.

“You excited for this?” Steven asked. “Of course,” giggled Connie. “This is gonna be so cool. I’ve barely ever been out of Delmarva before, let alone to the other side of the country!” “I haven’t been away from here in a long time either,” Steven replied. “And I’ve never taken the Dondeye for such a long trip. But I guess if you’re ready,” he added, setting up his phone’s GPS for directions, “Kansas, here we come!” As he set the address for the hotel they’d booked, the distance and ETA came up. “2,706 miles (42 hrs 17 mins),” it read. The two of them looked at it and frowned. “Uh... maybe this was a bit ambitious,” Steven admitted. “You think you can do it, though?” Connie asked a little worriedly. Recognizing she was concerned, Steven replied, “Yeah, of course! Just so long as we have some breaks and stuff, I’ll be fine.”

They came to their first resting stop near Charm City, and after buying snacks and refuelling, Connie asked, “Are you sure this is gonna be OK?” “Yeah, why wouldn’t it be?” Steven replied. “Well, Kansas City IS almost as far away from Beach City as you can get,” Connie pointed out. “I know, but I can do it,” insisted Steven. “I WANT to do it.” “Thanks,” Connie replied somewhat nervously.

As they continued west, Steven tried to avoid looking at the distance measurement on his phone, and put on music to relax himself while Connie was listening to a Spirit Morph Saga audiobook. But suddenly something came on that distracted him- one from Sadie and Shep’s mixtape. Unable to change the song safely, and not wanting to disturb Connie, he sped up a bit to try and drown it out. Connie’s eyes widened as she realized what was happening. “Steven, I think you’re going over the speed limit!” she pointed out, alarmed. Steven instantly slowed down, but Connie could tell from the anxious expression on his face something was wrong. She changed the song quietly, and asked, “You sure you’re OK?” “I’m fine!” Steven answered firmly. “If you’re sure...” came Connie’s reply.

As they continued driving and the daylight faded, Connie grew more anxious, and Steven noticed it. Eventually, while they were in a forest near California City (the one in California, not Missouri), Connie said, “Uh, Steven?” “Yeah?” her partner answered quietly. “I think we should think about stopping now-“ she started. “Why? Don’t you think I can do it?” Steven demanded, barely noticing his hands glowing pink. “Connie, this is your treat! I wanna get you to Kansas as soon as I can! I wanna make you happy!” Connie looked at him with a mix of worry and anger. “Steven, you’re not gonna make me happy like this,” she protested.

Hearing this, the pink light faded from Steven’s skin, and his face fell. “Oh no,” he said in a small voice. “I’m an idiot. I can’t believe I had such a stupid plan, to go this far outside Beach City, without the Gems or portals or even dad to look out for me!” He teared up. “I’m sorry I dragged you out so far like this, Connie.” “Steven, that’s not what I meant,” Connie replied. “I wanna go to Kansas just as much as you do! I’m just scared that if you go like this, and you’re this determined to go there as fast as you can, we’ll both be worried and mad at each other and have an awful time!” Steven didn’t speak for a moment as he considered this. “I... I guess I’m apologizing for the wrong thing,” he admitted. “I’m sorry I’ve been so grumpy all day.” “It’s OK, everyone has bad days,” Connie smiled softly. “I’m sorry if I made you feel like you had to do all this on your own. Driving this far seems so hard- I don’t even know how to drive anywhere, I kinda wish I did so you didn’t have to do all the driving.” “I mean, it’s kinda my fault I didn’t think to take this a bit slower,” Steven admitted. “Honestly, I think driving all this way with you will be fun. Even if I made today kinda nasty.” “Thanks,” Connie replied, blushing a little.

After they parked up, the two of them hugged, and Steven realized something. “Uh... if the hotel’s in Kansas, where are we gonna sleep?” he giggled. “I have an idea, actually,” smiled Connie. She got out of the car, opened the trunk, and pulled something out. Steven followed her out confusedly, and then saw what she’d got- a bunch of pillows and blankets. “Oh, nice!” he said. “I guess that’ll make sleeping in the car a bit nicer.” Once Connie had laid them out, she lay down in the back seat while Steven shut the front doors. “Hey, Steven?” she asked. “You know what’d make sleeping in the car a lot nicer?” Steven looked down as he was about to climb in the back, and saw Connie gesturing that she wanted a cuddle. “Oh, that’d definitely be nice,” he laughed as he got in and locked the car. Getting under the blankets with her, the two of them cuddled gently, and after a goodnight kiss or two, dozed off soundly.

When they were woken up by the sun shining through the windows of the Dondeye, they groaned- and quickly realized they were doing it in unison. Giggling, they looked down and realized they’d fused during the night. “Wow, I wasn’t expecting to come on this vacation,” Stevonnie chuckled to themself. They yawned, and climbed in the front of the Dondeye carefully. “I realized during the night,” they said, “Steven doesn’t have to do all the driving for us like this!” And they smiled to themself like a dork as they proceeded towards Kansas excitedly.

#personal crap #tim's fics #steven universe #su connverse #connverse #jambudweek #su steven #su connie #su stevonnie #sorry i'm a sucker for putting stevonnie in my su fics lol

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Everybody… What were your fondest memories with Steven, and how much will y'all miss him?

“I have several, but… sharing the story of how I first formed with him. I’m going to miss him so much. But I know one day he’ll come back to visit.”

“Him helping us plan our wedding! And officiating it,” Ruby answered.

“Yes. We’re both going to miss him a lot. But like Garnet, we know he’ll be back. And that will make the return all the sweeter,” Sapphire said. That didn’t stop tears from coming down either of their faces.

“The day he freed me from the mirror, the time we spent together even when I was still trapped… it all means a lot to me. I’ll never forget when he first called me his beach summer fun buddy. I’m… gonna miss him so much. It’s not like I’ll be unable to visit. I have wings. It’s just the distance that’ll be hard.”

“I’m gonna sound like a real stereotypical dad, but the day I first taught him how to play his ukulele sticks out. That, and when he first called me dada. I mean… how could I not miss him? He’s my son. The only family I’ve really got left other than Andy. There’s not gonna be a day that goes by where I don’t worry about how he’s doing.”

“I guess our training together.” She wasn’t going to admit how much she would miss him. Too proud for that.

“Oh, well. The time he said I could be a model was pretty nice. I didn’t get to know him that well, so I can’t really say how much I’ll miss him.”

“The time he came to the zoo! That was fun! I guess I’ll miss him kinda? I still don’t really know Steven that well.”

“When we were bonding before Garnet’s wedding. You know… after we surprised everyone with me being back. Just spending time with him in general, getting to know him… I’m gonna miss that little meatball somethin’ fierce.”

“Playing baseball was fun. …Wait, is Steven leaving?”

“Of course we’re going to miss Steven lots,” the rightmost rutile said. “He helped to protect us with Lars back on Homeworld! That’s probably our fondest memory. That, and the time he came with Garnet to talk to us about Rose!” The leftmost sister had been the one to chime in there.

“Hearing him and his friend talk when we were taking them to Homeworld…” The rest is unintelligible. It seemed Topaz was going to miss Steven a lot.

“After Beach-a-Palooza that one year, when we hung out in the Big Donut and he played his ukulele for me to sing along with. That was really nice. It’s hard to imagine Beach City without Steven, but I’m really glad he’s getting out there and going to find himself.”

“So here’s the thing. I haven’t spent a lot of time with Steven. But the time we spent together before going to the Reef was nice. Even if the nickname he gave me was a little silly.”

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Four years ago, Speedy Ortiz leader Sadie Dupuis released a full-length debut, Slugger, under her solo moniker Sad13. Then, back in June, she announced a sophomore outing called Haunted Painting. The latest preview of Haunted Painting is called 'Oops…!' Here’s what Dupuis had to say about it: "We recorded 'Oops…!' at New Monkey, which was Elliott Smith’s studio. This one has a magic drum sound — thanks entirely to engineer Sarah Tudzin (of Illuminati Hotties notoriety), and Zoë Brecher’s impeccable playing. Just before writing it, on tour with CHVRCHES, a venue employee became physically and verbally violent with one of my Speedy Ortiz bandmates. He directed his fake apology at me instead of the person he harmed, presumably because I am smaller and present feminine. My vengeance complex kicked in and I got a scary adrenaline high making sure this unsafe person was removed from the show. While I’m glad I have protective instincts, I wrote the song to process ways in which I’ve used people’s assumptions about me and my body to wield my own version of toxic masculinity. Kimber-Lee Alston, who directed remotely via Zoom, turned this story and song into an allegory about a 1950s prom queen vampire who lures in her bad boy victims with delicious, blood-filled treats." Musically, 'Oops…!' sits between the poppiest ends of Dupuis’ Sad13 songwriting and the more rock-oriented side of her work with Speedy Ortiz. [via Stereogum]

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Lola Young has unveiled a powerful new video for latest track ‘Woman’. As Lola explains when opening up the video - “what you’re about to see is woman in all their glory, in all their pain, unapologetic in their self-love and unashamed in this moment of vanity”. Taking striking visuals and combining it with Lola’s standout voice - the results are a must-watch. Speaking about the video, Lola explains: “I wanted to make this video because I believe women are all undeniably strong, sexy, free, brave, vulnerable, raw and powerful and that we do not have to hide away. We do not have to remain unseen, our bodies should never be sexualised or a taboo conversation, or only seen through the male gaze. We have the ability to normalise our bodies being on show, and accept them for their differences, as It’s important to remember those differences are currently often shamed. I pushed for the women in the video being fully nude and the energy on set because of that was insane. I have never felt more empowered in my life. Nipples, bums, rolls, stretch marks, cellulite, all of these things are beautiful along with the ‘perfect’ body. This is my personal experience of being a woman, hopefully other women will have their own take on what it means to them”. [via Dork]

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'Rivers' is the new single by the musical project of Alexandra Duparc — SKANDRA. This song is a story we have each possibly lived inside. But it’s not one you easily wish to remember. It is a toxic setting wherein who you love is eating away at you and you’re not able to break away. The very muse you draw so much from is the same one that hurts you even while you sleep. 'Rivers' takes you on a journey through the looking-glass both in sentiment and aurally. With synthetic pops, energetic picks, and rhythmic beats, the song will peacefully make your ears and mind, alike, buzz with nostalgia, and fills them with hope for a better future.

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Taking a leap from the Broadway stage to the recording studio is singer-songwriter Sophia Anne Caruso with her debut tune 'Toys'. Teaming up with Empire The Sun’s Nick Littlemore, Sophia’s sweet angelic vocals guide us through this sombre piano melody as she confesses her innermost thoughts and feelings. With raw emotion and a captivating presence, Sophia wanders through ruins of a castle and forest for a stirring cinematic video. The poetic song follows up from the actor’s performance in the Tony-nominated Broadway production of the cult classic Beetlejuice, where she stared as the gothic teenage physic medium Lydia. While she may have conquered the stage with her incandescent performances, the singer is ready to take on the next challenge and we’re excited to see where the next chapter will take her. [via Wonderland]

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Tāmaki Makaurau’s Valkyrie are back with a brand new track ‘Good Thing’, their most infectious bop of a track yet (really – try not to dance to this, we dare you), accompanied by a vivacious and decadently alluring video directed by Shae Sterling. The track is written about the sexiness of Jimi Hendrix and Mick Jagger, and is overflowing with good vibes and energy. Speaking of the idea behind ‘Good Thing’, Valkyrie’s front woman Omer Gilroy says, "Imagine being stuck in isolated nature for a week, surrounded by the Beatles, the Stones and Jimi Hendrix... No cell service, just vinyls of the classics and friends. We had a good thing going and what you hear in the song is how we felt while writing it."

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Two weeks after Kylie Minogue released her new song 'Say Something,' the singer has paired the single with a sparkling video directed by Sophie Muller. Keeping with the Disco theme of her new album and song’s lyrics, the visual finds Minogue and her dancers grooving to 'Say Something' in front of an interstellar backdrop, with the pop singer sometimes delivering the track from atop a horse statue. “We’re a million miles apart/In a thousand ways,” Minogue sings on the upbeat, introspective track. “Baby you can light up the dark/Like a solar-scape.” [via Rolling Stone]

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Los Angeles' DeathbyRomy makes dark, gothic pop with a theatrical edge; the 20-year-old's debut album, 2018's Monsters, is filled with brooding electronic beats as she waxes poetic about her many failed loves, complete with features from Lil B, Yung Bans, and Cuban Doll. DeathbyRomy's most recent single, 'Fiending For A Lover,' though, shows the young artist making a pivot into brighter, more straightforward pop with its upbeat, maximalist production and an intro that feels like a nod to the TikTok famous 'Lalala.' NYLON premiered the song's video, a quarantine-filmed visual that includes a Mean Girls-esque burn book, and the singer dressed to the nines in Harajuku fashion. Lounging in the maximalist pink interiors of her room, the young artist fantasizes about wanting to be tied down again, even if it ends up kind of toxic: "Something in the way you hurt me/ I love it though it's quite unnerving." "This song was inspired by feeling locked up during this quarantine," Romy writes of the song in an email. "An overall sense of lingering mania and being the hopeless romantic I am; I’ve been fantasizing more than ever about my imaginary boyfriend. There may also have been a crush or two who inspired the song….(sneaky smile)." [via NYLON]

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Rising South London singer Greentea Peng has unveiled the brand new visuals for her latest track ‘Hu Man’. Shot by Felix Brady, Greentea Peng says of the new song, “YOU man, me man, WE MAN. Hu Man is an exploration of self and our attachment to identity, especially in this modern age. Hu Man is a war cry from the battlefield of mind, calling to the divine Mother to take this ego, take this head, to remove all these words and man made constructs and take me, take us, back to centre. Back to oneness, forward to unity. In Lak’ech Ala K’in, I am you you are me, is a Mayan saying I encountered during a Ceremony in Mexico and it’s stayed with me always. I find it very fitting for the times we find ourselves in, such shifting paradigms. Hu Man is an offering of peace and healing to the collective in these intense times, and I pray it takes people inside themselves if for only just a moment.” [via DIY]

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Knock, Knock. Epilogue.

Series Summary: You are a really good friend of the Padalecki family. Your apartment gets infested with all kinds of problems, so you have to move in with your friends for a couples of days. Little did you know who you would run into while staying there.

Pairing: (single) Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 3600+

A/N: And just like that, the series is over. Thank you so much for the love and support on this story. It was one of my most liked ones, and I feel the same towards it. I hope I did the end justice, and I hope you all enjoy. Much love to you all:)

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Epilogue

A little over 8 months had passed. Which means that is was Jensen’s and yours 1 year anniversary. And oh what the year had been filled with.

For one, Jared and Gen ended up having their little bundle of joy just about 2 weeks ago. When she had told you she was pregnant she was already pushing past 1 month. And just like Gen hoped, it was a baby girl. They named her Odette, and she had all the fire and spark as Gen did even at a young age. Tom, Shep, and Jared were and are all wrapped around her finger, and give her the world.

Jensen was now back for a month or so while they take a hiatus for the mid series in Supernatural. You’re relationship has bloomed even more bringing you closer to each other, and it was as if you two were still in the honeymoon stage of it still.

You had been to a few conventions now with him, and WOWZA was that an experience you wouldn’t mind having just as much as him.

The fans seem to really like you, and a lot were asking for pictures with you as well as Jensen. Much to your surprise, they liked you so much that they even made you fan art and wrote letters to you. They were apart of the sweetest fandom that you had ever met.

Today was the last day of the Dallas Comic Con, and since it was summer break, you were able to join Jensen for all of it this time. And thanks to his help, you surprised your sister and dad to come to the convention with all kinds of VIP tickets so they could meet whoever they wanted. Every once in awhile, they would hang out with you and some of the cast of Supernatural, but they also branched out and went on their own tours. Jensen was kind enough to get your mom, Charlie, and Sadie plane tickets to come as well, but they were sightseeing Dallas instead of staying at the convention. You were just glad that they were all having fun, and experiencing a little of what you get to.

“Hey sweetheart?” Jensen asked from the bathroom of your shared hotel suite. “Have you seen my hat?”

“Which one?” you asked putting on the last bit of your mascara.

“The ball cap I got from Aspen Hatter’s?” he shouted.

“Is that the all black one?”

“Yeah!”

“It’s was on the chair in here last I saw. I may be under some of your clothes.” you said pulling back and giving yourself a once over.

You were wearing high waisted jeans with a simple off the shoulder black long sleeve shirt tucked in. Your now much longer hair, was straight and parted down the middle.

“Where-?” Jensen said coming out of the bathroom and stopping just as he saw you. He let out a low whistle, and you turned seeing him eye you up and down.

“Oh stop.” you laughed waving him off.

“How can I? I’m dating that.” he pointed at you before coming up and giving you a quick kiss and going to the chair. “You know, you’re going to steal all the attention from my fans if you keep looking like that.” he joked as he moved clothes off the chair to find his hat. “Got it!”

“I doubt they’re looking at me when-” you moved over grabbing the cap he put on and twisting it to where it was backwards. “You look like this. Very Dean Winchester today with the flannel, hmm?” you hummed.

“Yeah, cause I know you like it.” he said in a more sultry voice.

“You’re not wrong.” you said leaning up to give him a kiss, but just before you you made contact you pulled a way and gave him a teasing look. “And I know how much you love me teasing you.”

“Not true.” he growled his eye blowing up in lust.

“Well, sad day for you cause we are late, and don’t have time to mess around.” you said pulling back while his hold your waist lingered as you got closer to the door.

Just as you were about to open it, his hand grabbed your wrist, and spun you around.

“That was mean.” he whispered inches from your face.

“What are you going to do about it?” you whispered back with a smirk written across your face showing mischief.

“Well…” he started leaning in, and grabbed your waist pulling your flush to his. His hand snaked behind your neck pulling your face closer to his, and a certain heat grew in you. Just mere centimeters from your lips he stopped, and looked back up in your eyes. “You’ll have to see later. I’m late.” he winked before letting go and opening the door behind you and walking out.

“You little!” you shouted towards him in the hall, and he turned shooting you finger guns, and another wink as he walked proudly to the elevator. “I’m so gonna-” you took a deep breath laughing at him, and ran back to grab your purse before running to catch up with him.

“It’s not fun being teased is it?” he said in a sing song voice once it was just you two in the elevator.

“I’d watch yourself Ackles. You may have just declared war.” you said slyly crossing your arms, and leaning in the opposite corner of the small room.

“Well I think I have a fighting chance. You can’t hold yourself back for too long.” he said watching the numbers get smaller, and with a wide smile on his face.

“We’ll see about that.” you said turning and sending him your best game face.

Something about it made him shiver a little. You looked determined, and now he was kinda scared that you were really going to give him hell. His smile fell, and he was about to ask if you were serious when the doors opened showing Jared and Clint on the other side.

“Y/N, you don’t mean-” he started.

“Clint, Jared!” you said shifting to a whole other personality. “You guys ready?”

“Yes ma’am!” Clint smiled motioning for you to take the lead.

“Thank you sir.” you smiled placing a soft touch on his shoulder and marching ahead of them knowing exactly where to go by now. There was a sway in your hip and you knew Jensen was watching every swift motion you gave them.

“Something seems off.” Jared said as they both started following after you.

“She teased me so I teased her back.” he let out a long sigh as he ran a hand down his face. “I think I started a war.”

“Ooo man. Bad move. The women always win that one.” Jared chuckled slapping his friends back.

“Yeah I know. I haven’t won this game ever.”

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“My question is for Jensen!” a young girl in the crowd asked.

You were off to the side of the stage watching the panel with Gen who had baby Odette cradled in a carrier on her chest. She had decided to come to this one since it was semi-close to home. The boys were at their grandma’s house, and just baby O was there since she was so young.

You were watching Jared and Jensen being the dorks they were. They were about 10 questions in so far. A lot of them about the show, and certain episodes, and a couple of Jared and the new baby.

“Sure thing sweetheart. Lay it on me.” Jensen smiled, turning to the teenager asking the question.

“We heard Y/N is here, in your hometown, and that you guys are celebrating your 1 year anniversary. Do you guys have anything special planned?” she smiled brightly.

You both knew it was your anniversary, but you planned on celebrating it tomorrow since you were headed home then. With the convention, it was too much of a hassle to plan around it.

“Uh, actually, I have something planned, but she doesn’t know that I do.” he answered.

You turned your head at that, and looked over at Gen who was bouncing up and down with O, and she just sent you a shrug.

“Well, now she does cause she’s right over there and just heard me say it.” he laughed pointing over to you.

Instantly, everyone who hadn’t seen you before, which was a good chunk of the room, started going ballistic. You waved at them and smiled.

“There she is folks by my lovely wife!” Jared shouted, and Gen waved beside you.

“They hate when we do that don’t they?” Jensen asked turning to Jared.

“Eh, I think Gen likes the spotlight.” Jared joked getting a glare from Gen. “See? Look at that beautiful scowl. Aweeeee.” he said getting the crowd to join in with him. “Ok, ok. Jensen I interrupted your question.” he said patting his back.

“Yeah dude. Come on!” Jay exaggerated. “Was that all you got for me sweetheart?”

“Well, is there any hints you can give us or her about what you plan on doing?” she continued to ask.

You were curious yourself so when you made eye contact with him you quirked a brow and tilted your head as you crossed your arms.

“Oh no. Look what you did. I’m getting a scowl as well.” he said shaking his head. “I hope that’s a loving scowl Y/N/N.” you didn’t move. “I honestly have no idea if I’m safe after this panel.” he said getting a laugh from the crowd. “No, but uh-” he went back to the question. “I can give you the hint that it’s romantic, but I can’t say much more. The crowded let out a said awe, and Jensen laughed. “Sorry folks, but it’s a surprise.”

A surprise indeed. Later that night, he had Gen come and help you pick out an outfit for the night out on the town before you left tomorrow. You weren’t sure exactly what his plan was, but Gen told you a simple dress would do the trick.

You picked a simple black dress with gold stars all over it. You grabbed some hoop earrings, and a pair of comfortable heels, and swung your purse over your shoulder.

“And you’re sure this isn’t too much for tonight?” you asked smoothing out the dress.

“Promise. You look great.” she said swaying Odette in her arms. “I wish I could have a night out soon, but we may be waiting a few weeks before that happens.” she laughed looking down at her daughter.

“Oh let me see her.” you gushed moving toward her.

“She just ate. I don’t want her to spit up on you.” Gen said easing her into your arms as you started swaying her in your spot.

“Nonsense. Give me the burp rag, and I’ll be fine.”

“Ok, whatever you say.”

You looked down at the little girl in your arms, and couldn’t believe how much like her mom and brothers she was starting looking like. You were lost in the baby thoughts until your friend snapped you out of it.

“Can you see yourself here in a couple of years?” she said grinning at you.

“I’m not sure when, but I for sure want it.” you said never breaking your stare from Odette.

“Awe, you and Jensen making little Ackles. How sweet!” She jumped in her seat. “I’m waiting for it.”

“Calm your tits. We need to get married first.” you laughed making Odette giggle. “Wait a minute. Did she just-”

“Laugh?” Gen said jumping up and running to look down at her. “She did! That was her first laugh!”

“Is me getting married funny to you?” you said peppering kissing on Odette's face only making her laugh more. “You little turd!”

“And what’s going on in here?” you heard Jensen coming in with Jared close behind.

“Jar! Y/N just made Odette laugh for the first time!” Gen shouted pointing down at the baby in your arms.

“What? Do it again!” he shouted coming to your other side as you all looked down at her.

“I don’t know how. I was just talking.” you laughed.

“Well talk!” Jared smiled.

“Hey O, what did you think was so funny?” you smiled at her. Only getting a grin. “I think I know what got her.” you said leaning down and kissing her all over again. Sure enough the giggling started and she made a loud laugh.

“Awe, O! Look at you go!” Jared said taking her and swaying with her himself.

“You’re something else with kids aren’t you?” Jensen said behind you making you turn to see him in a nice button up, and a pair of his nicer jeans.

“What can I say? It’s a gift.” you shrugged. “Ready to go?”

“Yeah, but uh do you want to bring the throw up rag with you?” he said pointing to your shoulder.

“Right. Probably not the most romantic accessory.” you winked taking it off and putting it by Gen who was gushing over her kid with her husband. “Hey, we’ll see you guys later ok?”

“Hmm mmm. See you in a bit.” they said never looking up at you.

“They really are in trouble, aren't they?” Jensen said wrapping an arm around your waist.

“That’s putting it lightly.” you laughed. “Ok,-” you turned to him. “Show the way Ackles.”

“After you Y/L/N.” he motioned for the door.

You went to the lobby and into the car that Clint let you and Jensen drive for the evening.

“So where are we going?” you asked propping your arm on the console, and resting your chin on your hand as you looked at him.

“Can’t tell you. That’s the point of a surprise.” he said side eyeing you and laughing.

“Not even a hint?”

“I gave you a hint. Romantic remember?”

“You’re awful.” you huffed upset you couldn’t get him to spill.

“You love it.”

“Not right now.” you said sagging in your seat.

“Hey,-” he said grabbing your hand. “You look really beautiful tonight.” he said turning for a second to give you sweet eyes before turning back to the road.

“Nice save.” you said squeezing his hand.

He ended up taking you to an old restaurant that he claimed he went to all the time as a teenager, and then ice cream after. The last stop was the stop that mattered the most. He said this was where he went when he came home from work, or LA and would stay to clear his head. Not many people knew about it other than his parents and siblings.

About a 10 minutes drive later, you showed up to a nice little park. It was vacant for the most part, and looked over a pond with ducks and geese.

Jensen came around to your side of the car, and opened the door ever the gentleman.

“Thank you kind sir.” you said playfully taking his hand he extended to you.

“Anything for a princess.” he winked interlacing your hands and shutting the door behind you.

You turned to the view and saw that the sun was setting just behind the pond. It was stunning, and the perfect time to be there.

“Wow. Look at that view.” you let out in a breath captivated by the beauty.

“I know. It’s something isn’t it?” he said softly.

You turned seeing that he wasn’t watching the sun, but was studying you instead.

“I was talking about the sunset.” you giggled with a laugh.

“And I was talking about you.” he winked pulling you closer as he started walking along the hike path. “Sunset’s not bad either.” he shrugged.

“You’re a dork.” you laughed on his shoulder.

“And I take pride in it.” he nodded.

You both walked for about a block in comfortable silence taking in your surroundings. There were beautiful trees, and flowers sprouted along the path, and you weren’t surprised that this is where he would come to clear his mind. It was calming, stunning, and very humbling.

“So in about 25 yards is where I would come to sit and think. It’s kinda hidden, and you really have to be looking for it to find it.” Jensen said pointing to a little opening in the woods.

“Should I be worried that you brought me out here to kill me?”

“No!” he laughed making his body vibrate.

“I don’t know…” you dragged out. “You could have just fed me my last meal, and now you’re dragging me out into the woods. Sounds sketchy to me.” you said nudging his hip.

“Ok, no more horror movies for you… or supernatural.” he said nudging you back and going to grab your hand again. “Come on it’s right here.”

He moved a few branches, and dangling vines out of the way, and you started to see a subtle warm light from behind them.

“Jay what’s-” you stopped mid sentence seeing a swarm of Edison light bulbs strung all around you in this little meadow nook. It was as if the trees had created a dome, and the only light besides the Edison bulbs was the last bits of the pink and red colors of the sunset leaking through. “Oh my…” you said taking it in and walking in further as Jensen stayed behind watching you look at his hiding spot. “Jensen this is stunning.” you breathed out slowly turning in your spot.

Just as you came back to face Jensen, you saw he was no longer standing, but was instead on one knee only a few feet away from you.

Your hands came up involuntarily, and covered your mouth. This wasn’t happening was it? You wanted to say something, but nothing came out. You were in shock.

Jensen was grinning up at you, and that’s when you saw the little velvet box in his hand. A single tear escaped your eye, and you let out a nervous chuckle.

“Jay-”

“Y/N. Since the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew you were something else.” he said cutting you off. You sniffled and let out a laugh as you let him continue. “Even hungover, in clothes two times your size, you caught my eye in an instant.”

“I was a mess.” you laughed.

“A mess that was still as gorgeous as a goddess.” he said smiling at you still. “Then when you said you needed a home, I didn’t think twice about bringing you into my life that way. It was rash and not thought through, but it was the best risk I ever took. Because of that one little risk… It led to so many others. Rooming with someone I knew I had feelings for, going to your family’s for Christmas, confessing those feelings in hope you reciprocated them, and tons more.”

You sniffled at his confessions, and wiped away your tears with one hand as he grabbed the other in his.

“And with each risk, I learned that I love taking them with you because you always go with them and don’t second guess them. Because of that.” he opened the box, and grabbed your hand again. “I want to take another. Will you marry me?”

You let out a laugh at how shocked you were. You definitely didn’t see your evening turning out like this.

“YES! Absolutely YES!” you jumped as he stood up and placed the ring on your finger.

He laughed as you both went to kiss each other passionately. So much love was put behind the gesture. You would have had a full on make out session, but the cheer of other people pulled you away from each other. Still wrapped around his neck you turned your head to see Jensen’s family, Gen and Jared, your family, and most of the cast from supernatural coming out of the trees they were hiding in.

“Oh my God! What in the world?” you shouted, turning to them with Jensen still holding onto you.

“Congrats!” they all shouted. Gen and Sadie being the first to run to you and give you a giant hug.

“How did you-”

“Jensen’s had this mapped out for months.” Gen explained. “We helped him set up while you guys were eating, and stayed in the background to watch it happen!”

“You guys!” you smiled holding back more tears, and giving them more hugs.

After about 15 minutes of thanking everyone for helping and coming, you came back to Jensen who was glowing just as much as you.

“You did all this?”

“I’ve been kinda mapping it out since we started dating.” he shrugged, pulling your waist to his.

“Seriously?”

“I knew you were the one pretty fast. Thought I might as well get a head start on it.” he shrugged like it was no big deal.

“Well, you did amazing.” you turned motioning to your mingling friends and family and your surroundings. “I couldn’t have asked for a better way for this to happen.”

“I’m glad. Now all that’s left is to plan the wedding.” he said kissing you.

“Yeah, but that’s just a small detail.” you joked kissing him back.

You pulled back and rested your foreheads on each others.

“I love you a lot.” you whispered.

“I love you so much more.” he said.

And like that… You were on your way to being Mrs. Ackles.

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pseudonymfox · 5 years ago

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A lifetime

@Modern!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: We fall in-Love with 3 People in our lifetime… Each one for a specific reason.

Warnings: fluff, character-death, loss, emotions, anger, first love

A/N: It’s this accounts second birthday and here something to celebrate it YAAAY. Thats also gonna be a mini series ;) Tags are open!

First love: This love happens at a young age. You eventually grow apart or call it quits over silly things. When you get older you may look back and think it wasn't love. But the truth is, it was. It was love for what you knew love to be.

His name, Bucky Barnes. Childhood friends and neighbors thanks to your families since moving to Brooklyn at the age of three. You grew up and spend most of your time together, it was just natural for you to be something more at one point as your parents like to say. Both of you didn't saw that, of course until it was almost too late. But let's get back to the beginning...

As you sat there in the background of the main dancefloor, looking down at all the students dancing together, some of them mixing liquor secretly into their drinks, shy freshmen standing awkwardly around, the popular girls who are probably gossiping about everything that gets into their sight and then there's you who sits further away with no date while waiting for your friend who even tho has a date doesn’t show up or respond to your texts.

Bucky was even the one who convinced you to come and have fun with him and his date, basically as the third wheel.

Neither him or you were really like fitting in any of the typical groups and as Sadie, the leader of the cheerleader team suddenly asked him to be her date, Bucky of course said yes, even after you told him she was just trying to make fun of him.

Not wanting to wait longer, you just got up as you saw perfect little Sadie enter the hall. All alone, so you walked her way.

"Where's Bucky?" you asked, crossing your arms over your chest. She immediately looked you up and down.

"Oh Bucky..yeah. I got asked out last second by Jason so I went with him." Sadie told you. "And you told Bucky right? Where is he?"

"I guess he just figured that out himself. I don't know where he is and I don't care either" she said as it wasn't obvious enough before moving out of your sight and bumping not so innocently into you making you stumble to the side.

Thinking that he must be at home, you walked out of the hall and went straight towards home in your way to uncomfortable heels. At least it didn't take you that long otherwise you would have taken the train.

Much to your surprise Bucky sat outside waiting as if Sadie would still come around. It hurts to see him like this.

“Shouldn’t you be at school?” he asked before giving you even a chance to say something. “I could ask yourself ask you that too” you chuckled, trying to lighten up his mood a bit.

"I mean it (Y/N). Get back to school, at least one of us should enjoy it" he got off the stairs and back in the building.

"I am not going back there if you are not there either. It's stupid anyway so why don't we do something instead?" With these words he stopped and turned hesitant to you, but also with excitement in his eyes.

"Wait right there for a second" he said and rushed inside. Rolling your eyes you rubbed your arms up and down, it began to get kind chilly but before you had to stand there any longer, Bucky came back out again swirling a pair of keys around his fingers and a slight smirk on his lips. You knew these keys which worried you which Bucky should be too.

"Bucky your dad.."you sighed concerned. His father wasn't the nicest Person, especially not Bucky. It's scary to meet him sometimes and he always tried to cut things short with him before his father would find a new reason to throw a fit.

"It's going to be fine. Let's make this a good night's. Just the two of us" Bucky convinced you, but you were still wary. For a good reason.

"But you dad. We both know what-" you stopped as this silly shushed you and held his hand over your mouth.

"No 'buts'. Just get in the car (Y/N). If I destroyed your homecoming than at least let me make it up for it" he pushed you back around and opened your car door waiting for you to get in. Which you did and soon after you found yourself outside the City. The big skyscrapers disappearing in your mirror and the sky getting cleared up so you actually got to see stars which was so rare if you didn't get to do these kinda road trips as often as you wished it to be. One of a few more reasons to get out of there if you have the chance.

"Why so far off Bucky. Did you secretly plan this?" You chuckled as turning your head back to him.

"Maybe I did think that I didn't had to be one this homecoming dance all night long and take someone special out here who I knew would like it out of special reasons" he winked your direction, eyes switching from you and the street a couple of times. If you only knew Bucky thought to himself. While all you could think about Sadie not even deserving a single bit off of him.

"I know you hate to hear this, but she is not worth it like at all. If I had the self confidence I wish I had then I would have beat this bitch up" you said, throwing both of you in a fit of laughter, that you made forgot the world with him. Driving off the main street you found yourself on a rather uneven road with nothing but fields surrounding it until Bucky hit the breaks, stopping the car which was a rather older truck that seemed to barely hold on to life. "Now? Is it your plan to kill me out here because of what I did to you years ago.." you joked with him in a deeper voice as if it was a old movie.

"Dork" he replied with a grin before jumping out and onto the back of the truck. Following right after him you stayed rather on the ground watching what he wanted to do next.

"Care to join?" He asked after scattering some blankets onto the ground, holding his hand out to you and pulling you up to him.

"And then he took that knife from behind his back-" joking again, he cut you off with a shoulder bump. Sitting down crossed legged you watched Bucky laying down and watching the sky turn colors from the orange, red sunset in the dark night, stars popping up here and there to light up the sky a bit.

"I'm really sorry about today Buck" you laid off your silly attitude and tried to be serious at least for now.

"Not your fault (Y/N). I didn't wanted to come in the first place remember. Don't remember why I changed my mind in the first place" he sighed out, one hand under his head and one at his side holding your.

"Cause I wanted you to be there. See it's kinda my fault. I just wanted both of us to remember this kinda stuff" He probably didn't think about stuff like you did, but along some of your circumstances, you tried to make your school time somewhat nice for the both of you. "What kinda stuff do you mean?" Bucky said a bit quieter this time, turning his head to you. "You know..the usual stuff. What other normal people do. We just don't have that, no friends, we don't do clubs after school, no getting drunk or getting invited to anything"

Maybe you ranted a bit too much but school is hard and life outside school is harder. Bucky sat up now, releasing this is not you joking around with him and that you spoke this with honesty.

"What is so wrong with this. Not perfect, but who cares and we don't need that either" he told you making you look back up while holding your hands in his. Now you never really thought much about the little things, but it showed you more and more that there might be more to that friendship with him. Inching closer you wanted to take the next step, giving yourself a kick to kiss your best friend "because we have each other?" Mocking him a little too much, Bucky went to stand up again.

Great job you thought to yourself.

"We should go now. Don't wanna be late. My dad has work soon" he sighed out going back inside and starting to drive back home.

Bucky didn't like to show it much, but he got nervous around his dad, knowing how he can be and what he can be. His knuckles turned white from gripping the steering wheel too tight, overstepping the speed limit just a tiny bit, all these details showed his fear. As he parked the car you both practically jumped out the car. Pacing back inside.

"Bucky if..I mean if something happens, you come over alright?" you stuttered out before he could go back inside, not wanting him to be late, but you need to remind him that you're there for him even if he knew that.

"I know. Thank you for tonight (Y/N)" bucky kissed your cheek.

"I should thank you Buck" you could only reply before you both went inside your homes. Still worry lacing thoughts, you tiptoed into your room and got into bed as soon as possible for a good night sleep and well deserved rest after saying a quick apology to your parents.

And in the middle of the night you woke up by the slight background voices, yelling and other loud noises that didn't sound too far off. Standing back up from your bed, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes to look what is going on in the hallway, even if you had a bad feeling about what it could be as the voices got clearer.

"Don't you dare come back inside!! If I am losing my job because of you than you might as well be the one who takes care of that family!!" you understood now and heard the familiar voice yelling.

A quick look outside you wanted to check things, but with shock you saw Bucky is sitting outside his door.

"Bucky?" You asked softly, but as he turned to your voice coming the hallway you noticed his bruised eye, cut on the cheek and lip. Blood running down the side of his face. With that you got outside and walked up to him.

"Oh my god Bucky.." you whispered and hunched down to him.

"It-It's fine" he whimpered a bit, shaken up and hurt. That was by far not the first time. His mother was a sweetheart, but to scared to do something. Having enough of sitting there you helped him up and took him to your place. Your parents knew about that, but never really said anything. Sitting him down on your bed you returned from the bathroom with your first aid kit and a some frozen peas to cool it. As you stitched him and cleaned the blood off of him you were the first one to say something again.

"I shouldn't even let you go back inside there" you told him silently.

"You don't have to think that everything is your fault" he stopped your hand from holding the peas onto his face that started to slightly burn.

"We should go to bed now. Let's talk tomorrow alright" you asked him, but he only hunched over and laid back under the covers, you beside him with your eyes already dropping not being fully there anymore until Bucky just got closer and kissed you. Wincing a bit as his face stings. Somehow with everything going around you, careless and abusive parents, no friends, school barely surviving. This was the only thing that felt really right.

Bucky was and always is your best friend. The one you could trust no matter what. Since that night somehow it didn’t really change much besides the actual couple stuff and spending even more time together if that was even possible at that point. It’s both of your last year in school and you talked about what happened afterwards since you got accepted at a college in atlanta and Bucky wanted to stay home and help his family out since his Mom got sick and can’t work anymore. You’ve been understanding but what he didn’t know is that you are scared for what might come. New York isn’t just around the corner if you would wanted to keep this upright. Of course it's not just the relationship, it’s your whole friendship. There wasn’t anyone else like Bucky for you.

“I have a present for you” Bucky came in your room with an envelope in his hands. He looked way to excited as he gave it into your hands waiting for you to open it.

“Did I forget some special day if yes, then since when do we do that?” you asked suspiciously. Opening it you saw a flight ticket towards New York. It made you rather emotional than happy.

“We haven’t talked about it yet but we gotta at some point and I am fully in this relationship if you are too”

“That was so cheesy, you hated that didn’t you?” you laughed with a quiet sob, not holding your emotions in really well.

“Yes I did but I showed you where I am standing. I also got myself a ticket to Atlanta so we can switch things up” he said showing the other ticket in his pocket. “It’s going to work (Y/N)”

You hugged each other with a following kiss and that gave you some kind of hope.

This sadly not everlasting last year came to an ending. All your stuff was already packed up in boxes and on it’s way to your dorm thanks to your parents who told you they would drive down there themselves while you are waiting for your flight with Bucky by your side. Time to say goodbyes.

“I think that is the longest we won’t be able to see each other” you have been crying multiple times before so you tried to stop that but tears kept coming the whole last week.

“We said no more crying alright? Just a few months. We can do this” Bucky said but his eyes were also red and his cheeks stained. Nothing helped this right now and neither did as your flight was called up.

“Time to go. See you soon alright. Call me when you landed.” he kissed you another time trying to make it last forever until you had to cut it off to catch a breath.

“I love you Bucky” you said with another peck on his lips.

“I love you too (Y/N)..so much” he hugged you tight before you went to walk away, looking another time back to him with a big smile on your faces to comfort each other as you walked to the doors.

College was harder than you thought and getting really into this life might be almost harder, you had a roommate but she was not really open minded to making new friendships. One time she punched a hole in the wall cause something was wrong with the pizza she ordered. Classed kept you from anything really. Sleeping, eating, calling your boyfriend or getting some time for yourself. Bucky on the other side found himself a job and couldn’t call you as much as you both liked too. If you had the time it wasn’t long and you didn’t know what to say sometimes. It was mostly complaining about your life and problems. It brought back the fear you had as you left which turned into anger that added to your thousand other problems. One day as you were in class, Bucky called which was surprising since he worked normally at this time and he knew you classes at this time of the day. It must have been urgent you thought and went outside with your stuff as quick as possible and took the call. “Bucky? Shouldn’t you be working?” you asked waiting in front of the door hoping to get back inside, not wanting to fall behind in every single class.

“Uhm it’s George, listen I don’t know why he didn’t call earlier but tomorrow is Winnies funeral. She passed a few days ago..” Bucky’s dad told you over the line, out of shock you almost forgot to reply. How could he not tell you that? But that didn’t matter right now.

“I’m so sorry to hear that sir. I’ll be there of course. Thank you for letting me know”

“No problem. I’ll send you the info. See you then” were his last words before hanging up. It took you a moment to realise all of this. His Mother always treated you as you were a part of this family. So nice and respectful didn’t even your parents treat you. Your last two classes have been hell and you could barely concentrate on any of the subjects. As soon as you got back to the dorm you packed a bag and went to the airport trying to get the next flight with one of Bucky’s tickets. Luckily one was right on time so you would land in New york in time and you did but the traffic there was as always horrible. Cursing at the cab driver a couple of times actually helped as he practically threw you out at the church where the funeral is getting held. Scurrying down the path you saw them already walking away, cursing under your breath you could punch a tree right now. Bucky still didn’t turn around and his father only gave you a slight nod as he walked also past you. Taking that as a hint you walked carefully up to him. “Bucky..” you said not even getting out as secure as you thought your voice would be. Turning with widened eyes towards the sound of your voice you could see the hurt written all over his face and body language. There weren’t words that came to either your minds as he took a big step towards you, who took him in a big hug as he sobbed quietly in your shoulder. Standing there for a while you just enjoyed each other presence giving him as much time as he needed and wanted.

Later on you sat down with him a little bit away on a bench.

“Why didn’t you tell me Bucky. I mean I know it got worse with her the last month and that might be not the right time to talk about that but.. I just thought we can talk about that?” you asked him.

“I just couldn’t think about anything and you just haven’t been there” he said and let go of your hands.

“What? I mean I understand but just because I am not here doesn’t mean you can’t talk to me or I am out of this world” you tried not to get it to your head and take that with respect towards him.

“Yes it does (Y/N). I don’t know if you noticed but since you have been in Atlanta, everything went straight downhill and you can’t tell me that everything stayed how it is. It’s just not the same” Bucky raised his voice a bit and each of that words cut into your skin making you almost think it’s your fault what happened. Thinking that it’s just been a harsh few months for him you tried to comfort him some more by just simply holding his hand but something in him snapped with your next words. “I understand Bucky-” you could only brought out.

“No you don’t understand, you don’t! Why did we think that works out so well?” he stood up, pacing up and down in front of you.

“You were the one who gave us this hope by buying the tickets?” you snapped back at him. “I mean the whole relationship. Why destroying the friendship when we knew about college and all of that” Bucky started to yell at some point.

“Don’t say that because you don’t mean that!” you replied trying to calm him.

“But it’s the truth. Tell me why we did that? Couldn’t have stayed the same because that would make it much easier. It was all so silly..” he swallowed hard, realising how wrong the words might sounded and with this you understood, even you told yourself the whole time that this was only the circumstances right now. But that simply went too far.

“Then I am going to make that much easier for you since I am that much of a pain in the ass. Hope you never have to see me again” you threw the flowers you bought at him and left. Never looking back again you told yourself.

Everyone keeps thinking the first love is the one forever until it breaks your heart for the first time. Later you will eventually learn the true meaning behind this...

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