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Chapter 08

Pairing: BTS Ot7 X fem! reader

Genre: A/B/O AU, Fluff, Angst, Strangers to lovers,

Warnings: slight implications of verbal abuse

Words: 3381

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A/N: Hi everyone! I just wanted to thank you all for the continuous support this story is receiving once again. This is a more serious chapter so i hope it won't be boring for any of you!

If you have anything you would like me to include in this story, ideas, prompts.. just DM or comment under any of the posts, and I might include it in some of the upcoming chapters :) I have a few nice ideas in mind already, but I'm open for new suggestions

Thank you for everything. Take care of yourself please. ❤️❄️🪽

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Picking the cardboard box back up, the alpha took the few strides between him and the living room. It wasn't heavy by no means, but it still was quite full.

He felt his heart break a bit once again because of you. He hoped that if you really would stay with them how they so wished for, considering how quickly you and they got attached, it would get easier somehow. But Taehyung also knew more than well, that it was not going to be today.

The apartment you lived in was quite small, even if it was for you only. The small corridor that lead to the entrance had two doors on each side, one leading to a small tiled bathroom and the other to the living room.

Your small kitchen was also cramped in the space, even if you had only a few things filling the cupboards, it was just not enough space all together.

There was a small old looking brown couch, some of the fabric already tearing apart. There was a lot of your belongings just laying loosely around, many of your books and notebooks, different sketchbooks, paintings, clothes or blankets.

Placing the box next to his oldest packmate, he opened the lid once again, the light puff of dust coming out. Jin passed him a glance, but soon turned his eyes back to you.

Namjoon was crouched on the floor, looking at some of your work, a drawing you made a few months ago in his hands. When Tae called his name he turned to look at him though.

„Come look hyung.” He murmured, already turned to the box once again.

With a few of the other packmates littering towards him too, they all watched closely. The alpha pulled out a old blanket, that smelled lightly of different beta and alpha.

Bringing it to his nose, he smelled it a bit before he nudged it towards the others. After taking only a small wift of the aroma, Namjoon knew that they weren't able to prolong the much needed discussion for any longer.

„Okay, let's talk. Jin, wake her up.” The packalpha sighed, before he took a seat on the ground. The wood felt cold on his legs. Soon the others followed, Jungkook and Jimin also coming back, being lead by Hoseok from the bathroom they were looking at earlier.

Shaking you awake, after a few minutes you were finally looking at least a bit lucid, your eyes still bleary but present with the soft shine they always held.

With Jin placing you on the couch besides him, he went to get a glass of water for you. Handling the tall cup to you, he watched closely as you took a sip.

„Drink some more sweetheart.” He said gently, his eyes warm and soft. Gulping down the cold liquid you gave him the cup back. The alpha also sat down on the ground before you, all the packmates gathered by now.

Namjoon was the first to speak, not being able to hold on with how you were looking away constantly. You were obviously nervous and stressed, it was so easy to tell.

„Okay pup. Let's talk about some stuff now, yea? If it gets too much you just have to say and we will stop right away. Do you understand?” His eyes never wavered, keeping the eye contact with no problem.

Nodding a little, you squeezed at the hoodie sleeves you were wearing. Hearing the packalpha's teeth click, you looked back at him quickly.

„Use your words baby. This is important.”

„..yea I understand alpha.” You mumbled, averting your eyes back to the floorings right after.

„Okay. Good girl. Can you tell us about yourself some more? We can ask about stuff easier after.” You could feel all their eyes on you. It didn't feel too uncomfortable because of that, the gazes soft and caring.

„..yea. My name is L/N Y/N, and I'm a student here in Korean national University of Arts. I just started my Junior year this September. My major is fine arts. I don't actually come from Seoul; my family is half Japanese, so I grew up for most of my life there. I moved to Seoul about three years ago. I was raised speaking both languages.”

It was quiet for a second, with all the alphas watching you closely. You were nervous, sure, but they were just watching closely for any sort of breaking point that they might stumble upon accidentally. You seem okay so far, though.

„You said you didn't have a pack earlier in the mall to me and Jimin. Did you mean your family pack?” The question stung a little; you felt sad that you had to talk about this once again. It was a sensitive topic for you.

„Yes, my pack disowned me about two years ago. We got into a bad argument and it just ended not too well.” You could sense that they wanted to know much more, questions they felt like they couldn't ask: „My family pack is very traditionally thinking; I have a beta mother and an alpha father. My grandfather was also an alpha; he was a pack alpha until he passed away a few years ago.”

Your voice was soft, but even when it shook a little bit, they could see that whatever wounds you had taken earlier were well in the healing process.

„My grandfather was raised in Seoul, and he also met my grandmother here. When she left, in her last will, she wished to be buried here since her happiest memories were kept in the city when she was still younger. She would tell me about Seoul sometimes.”

You could feel heaviness in your chest. It was complicated to remind yourself of people that were no longer around, but your memories were fond and sweet, so the small tear that escaped your eye was just for the good memories you wouldn't be able to continue for now.

Jungkook was quick to lean in, his thumb brushing over your cheek comfortingly, before he pulled away soon. He didn't want you to dwell on any upset feelings at the moment; they knew that this talk was more than important.

„So when my grandfather also passed away, he wanted to stay with his mate even after death. His body was buried with her, so we came here three years ago to attend the funeral. With the pack alpha passing, the right to become the pack alpha was automatically given to my father, so he started to lead the pack.

Me and my parents never got along too well in general. It was just always really complicated; we would argue a lot over stupid things.

I wanted to pursue the arts; it was the time when I had to decide if I would drop the chance of my next education or go for it, and I just really wanted to at least try. Because, I dunno.." You mumbled, sniffling a little. Watching your lap, you played with your fingers.

„Time doesn't hear if you ask it to wait. I just have this feeling in me; I know what my purpose is, and even if my subgender makes it complicated for me, I can feel it. My parents didn't truly understand this, and they never will, I think.

It's normal for omegas to not really work in general, and if so, it's easy jobs that don't require much stress. They supported me in getting at least some sort of job, but my father never thought of art being one.” Taking a deep breath, you continued on.

„We used to argue about this a lot—too much, in fact. So after the funeral, we were staying in Seoul in memory of my Grandfather. We stayed for about four months, and we visited a lot of places in Korea that he and grandmother loved the most. It might sound sad or something, but it was really just nice.

We didn't travel basically anywhere before that, and so this was a really welcomed change for once, even if it was because of a sad reason. My grandfather was always really sweet and nice to me and I have a lot of good memories with my grandparents.

But as the visit started to come to an end, we had to go back home to Japan. My older brother and sister both worked there, and my father and mother ran errands there too, so it was only natural for us to come back eventually.

Me and my father got into a terrible argument one of the last nights in the hotel room; it was j-just bad. I don't remember everything exactly, but trust me, it wasn't anything new or ni-nice." With your soft voice growing smaller and smaller with every word passing through your lips, you took a look at the pack before you.

They all seemed collected and calm, but the strong scent in the entire room told a completely different story. There was a strong aroma of anger, sadness, and guilt. Deciding to just rip off the bandage you continued.

„I was banished after that. My whole family left with the first flight in the morning, and I was left on the streets for a few days.

Eventually some people noticed, and it was brought to the attention of the international management of pack affairs, and since I didn't have any associations with anyone here at that time, my father was required by law to get me safe housing and send me monthly payments to assure my wellbeing.

It took a long time for me to settle down here, but eventually, with the help of a few people, I got to this apartment and started my studies. I live off the month-to-month payments I receive, and my family also pays for the schooling. They wouldn't if they didn't have to, though; you can trust me on that.”

Sitting up, you rested your back on the back of the couch, pulling your knees to your chin. The packmates didn't speak for a few seconds, and you allowed all the information to just sink in for now.

„That's terrible little cub. I'm so sorry.” You looked at Hobi; since he sat right at the foot of the couch, he took hold of your palms quickly, rubbing his thumbs over your knuckles. There wasn't much for them to say; the damage was already done.

Sighing, Namjoon realised that this was worse than what he expected. He wasn't so sure what he expected, but when you were led to his packhouse doorway, your body small and fragile, shaking with sobs and whimpers, he grew attached so fast.

Now that he knew what caused it, he felt anger pulsing through his veins, his teeth clenching harshly. A pack banishing an omega? In a foreign country? This was just unbelievable.

„Pup, my sweetie. That's a terrible thing they did; you understand that well, right? That it's not your fault.”

„I mean, it is my fault. I should have just gone along with their suggestions and stopped being so difficult. It must have gotten just too stressful for my family.” You answered, looking into the pack alpha's eyes. He only furrowed his brows. He was about to speak, before he was interrupted.

„Bullshit kitten. None of that is true; a good pack will always support what you want to do, whether it is risky or not. It doesn't matter; a good pack will protect you no matter what; that's what's important.” He looked over your form closely. You could smell the anger coming off Yoongi in waves, so you just didn't argue.

„Tell Alpha now, what happened at the mall when me and Jimin met you? What happened at the pharmacy with the prescription?” He never got an answer, and so with all of them being there to talk everything out now, he wanted to know.

They didn't have much time to talk about anything so far, and since you weren't able to speak well back then either, on their way to the packhouse, the two alphas decided that it would be for the best to just wait for you to tell the others too.

Just because you talked about something during Omega drop, it didn't mean that you wanted them to actually know.

Your fingers shook a little as you gripped Hobi's warm palms tighter.

„I went to the doctor earlier this week; I needed to get on different h-heat suppressants; the other ones just weren't go-good. I got a presc-ription for the pharmacy, and so I w-ent, but I couldn't get the medicine because I do-don't have a packalpha.” Your lips shook, stammering over a few words as you were reminded of the overwhelming memory.

„Wait, wait, wait, babycheeks. Heat suppressants? Why are you taking those? Can't you just take a break from school for a week?”

Turning to look at Taehyung, you couldn't help the dry chuckle that left your throat. It felt a little humorous with how his thinking went.

„No, I can't. I go to a school for all second genders, and there are no compensations for ruts or heats. It's normal for everyone to take strong suppressants. Plus, the time I would miss is just way too much. It adds up quickly.”

„Okay.. that's still absolutely unacceptable. And that you need a packalpha for the medication too? Since when are they doing that? That's so stupid.” Throwing his head back, Jimin loudly exhaled. What's been going on with the government lately?

If a pack's omega would start taking heat suppressants, it would be most definitely discussed before hand. Plus, it was really unusual for a mated omega to even take those; why would they need them?

„It's just to keep them safe. Calm down, Chim.” The pack alpha said He didn't really understand the new rule either, but he never really had to worry about stuff like this.

„Do you still have the note? Can I take a look, little pup?” Continuing on, Namjoon talked again. Nodding lightly, you mumbled about it being in your jacket pocket still.

With Taehyung carrying it back almost immediately, he handed the now pretty crumbled piece of paper to his packalpha. Reading over it, his frown only deepened.

„Little one, who's your doctor?” With Jin and Taehyung staring over his shoulder, their expressions too darkened up.

„His name is Seung Kyu; I think his number should be written somewhere on the paper. Why?” You could feel yourself getting nervous; was something wrong?

„Don't worry your tiny head about it for now, okay? Alpha will deal with it; I'll just go make a call. I'll be back soon, baby. Stay with alphas for now.”

Standing up tall, he walked over to you, the prescription still in hand. Fishing his folded phone from his pocket with his other hand, he softly caressed your temple, scenting you just the slightest.

Only able to nod, you watched him walk towards the entrance, listening to the door shut behind him. Your attention was quickly pulled back to the other alphas.

„Kitten. Tell us, what would you like to do now? You have school tomorrow, right? We have to go to the studios in the morning.”

For a second, you weren't sure what you really wanted to do. You knew that the process would start with courting, but even then you were still a little confused about the whole thing.

„I'm not too sure, I--.. I have school on Monday, yeah, and I'm not so sure how the whole courting process goes by. I'm sorry.” You mumbled, looking down once again.

„Don't apologise for this princess. Don't be ashamed of this.”

„Yea, it's all okay, sunshine. The whole process of welcoming you into the pack starts with courting. You know what that is, right? When we show you how good of a pack we are, how well we can provide," Nodding along, you listened to the alpha before you.

„After that, if you are still interested, we will take you in as a part of our pack, so you would move to our packhouse. Then we can move on further with things, but you don't have to worry about that at all for now.”

Understanding things better, you agreed. „I wouldn't mind with the courting process. I'm not sure what I have to do for it, but I'll try my best.” You answered, your voice barely above a whisper.

The bright, large smile Hoseok gave you warmed up your heart quickly, making it beat just a little quicker. The previous sadness and frustration that smelled foul and filled the room earlier was quickly changed for a much better scent, bright and sweet, happy and healthy.

„You don't have to do anything, cub. It's all on alphas now. You just have to rest a lot, and we will take care of everything, sweetheart.” Jin said while watching you fondly.

A knock sounded from the doors, and Taehyung stood up quickly, opening the entrance for the packalpha.

Stepping in, the agitation that had been so suddenly switched came back in full force.

„..Absolutely not; I'm not allowing that, Taehyung-ah, and you know it. Let's just talk later.” His voice was louder than usual, but when he saw you sitting with both of your palms cradled in his older packmates hands, Namjoon calmed down.

Sitting back down on the floor, he turned to his packmates. „What did I miss?” Acting as if he hadn't almost stormed the apartment, the packalpha tried to calm down as quickly as possible.

„Y/N agreed on us starting the courting officially.” The youngest beamed, his smile wide and bright. He seemed particularly excited about this. Jungkook, too, grew fond of you very quickly and already had many plans on how to impress you in the few upcoming days.

With deep dimples showing, Namjoon also smiled softly at you. His eyes closed up a little, and he felt very happy with that information. Even if he discussed it with you earlier, he still couldn't help but be happy you didn't change your mind, even with the other drop you had that his pack partly caused.

„So nice of you, pup, to give us a chance like that. I'm very proud. Well then, would you like to spend the night at the packhouse again?” A little stunned at the sudden invitation, you felt shy but happy.

„We will take you tomorrow in the morning with the car kitty; when do your lessons start and end?” The gummy smile was something that would take too long to get used to.

„At 8. Tomorrow I end at 16, but I can take the bus home, so it's alright.”

„No babycheeks, that just won't do. One of us will take you, or we will send someone for you. Come on, pack up now, sweet baby.” Pulling you up, Hobi hugged you close to his body for a minute or two.

Being followed by a few of the alphas, you pulled out your backpack and started to put a few of your things in it. You found the phone between your bedsheets and took the charger for it and a few essentials.

Changing in the bathroom before leaving, you also took your clothes for tomorrow's lessons. Helping you fold them, Jin placed them in a plastic bag so they wouldn't get tossed up too badly.

„Pup, how about some stuff for nesting? We can start getting your room situated if you want. Would you like to take some things, little one?” Looking over to Namjoon, he held up one blanket you had lying around.

„I don't nest that often, but... I can try again, I guess."

„Hm? What do you mean you don't nest often?” All the men were listening in by now as you took a seat on your bed.

„I don't know, I just never really have much time to do it, I guess."

Approaching you, Yoongi stood before you. „That's not healthy, kitty. How about we get you some new blankets and pillows? I saw a new bedding store open up close to our house. You'll definitely love to nest kitten; it's exactly what a small kitty like you is bound to want. Alpha is very sure; you trust me, right?”

Not mustering up the courage to do much else but nod, you shyly smiled to yourself. Tucking your chin downward, you felt Yoongi's fingers caress the top of your head softly.

„Good girl.”

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Remus/Sirius Humor Masterlist | Works With Less Than 5k Words [1/2]

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Ch 08 - HOME

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Javi thought it was better to get you out of the base. Before you were forbidden to leave, the government had ceded a complex with apartments to you. So he thought it was interesting to get you out of that environment.

"Go get some clothes, I'll wait for you in the car," he said before you left the room.

You nodded. You went to the dorm, and put some changes of clothes inside a large bag. You found Javier in the car.

"Where are we going?" You asked as you got into the Jeep.

"Home" Javi replied by running his arm through the back of you seat, to reverse.

"You shouldn't be..." you hesitated "elsewhere?"

Javi looked at you. But he didn't answer.

You wouldn't insist on the subject. Although Javier does not talk about his feelings about what happened, after all, he lost a co-worker. You knew he wasn't well.

You made your way in silence. When they arrived, he thought he would go to you apartment, which was on the ground floor. But Javi pulled you up the stairs, taking you to his.

You frowned. But you followed him. Did Javi want to change the concept you had about home? He let you in first, and watched while you analyzed the apartment.

The apartment was in the same arrangement as yours, but with a different decoration. More masculine. It smelled like cigarettes. And it wasn't the most organized. The light was yellow.

He held your bag, taking it from you, taking it to the room. He went back to the living room. While you were still noticing the apartment.

“You need something?...” he started.

"I need a drink," you interrupted, "if... it's not too much to ask" you forced yourself a smile.

“Water or whiskey?”

“Whiskey”

Javi nodded, and went to the bar to prepare two drinks for you.

That was new. A lot of water had rolled. You gave it to Javier. Eventually he welcomed you into his arms. And now you were inside his apartment.

Sitting on his leather sofa.

Javi handed you the glass, and sat next to you, stretching his arm on the back of the sofa.

You watch him in silence, his features were of concern. You feel bad internally. Actually, you don't know how you feel about Javier. At first he has no obligations to you, what exactly did you have? But the most disturbing thing was how you couldn't stand being in his presence, to feel protected and comfortable with him.

Maybe because he is the person with whom you had more contact in these three years. Bullshit. You know perfectly well that it's not just for that. This man has pissed you off so many times.

You remember the thousands of times he passed over you when you said that the Ambassador could not receive anyone not scheduled. And he would open the door anyway, not having a shred of respect, and closing it in your face.

Or the times you were exchanging barbs and teasing each other, until he got close enough to you for you to think he would throw you against the wall with his hands around your neck.

You smile with the memory.

"What are you thinking?"

You drink a sip of your drink.

"You, me, all things..."

Javi cracks his eyebrows.

"All things are many things..."

“I'm sorry for Carrillo, I know you...”

"No" he hardens the tone of voice, but you are used to it, "just, no..."

"All right" you stay silent, and drink another sip of your drink. The liquid coming down burning down your throat, giving you the feeling of cleanliness. As if with him all things went away.

"What happened while I was away?"

He leans forward holding the glass with both hands, resting his elbows on his knees, looking at the floor.

"I don't know. It's all a blur for me, I just wanted to..." he hesitates "I could only... I could only think of you, and of finding you"

You are silent for a minute. He continues.

"I... I couldn't think clearly..."

"It's not your fault"

He laughs sarcastically.

"You can't control what a bunch of criminals do"

"But I should, this is my job, if I can't protect you under my watch, what the fuck of an agent am I?"

Your heart warms up with his words. The silence falls on you while you drink the whiskey.

But involuntarily, you start going over some scenes in your head.

"How do you do it?" You ask.

"What?"

"How do you forget?" You roll your eyes and shake the glass in circles, referring to things "how do you get back to normal when all this passes?"

You see Javier tensioning his jaw. And stagger.

“Tell me...” you lean on the couch towards him.

He lowers his head and shakes hiding a smile.

"What?" You smile too, being taken by a curiosity. Maybe alcohol acting.

He looks at you maliciously.

"Well, I usually drink"

“For the amount of empty whiskey bottles here, I suppose you have a lot to forget...”

He hesitates again, raising the glass as a toast, and drinking a generous sip.

"That's all, is alcohol your solution?"

Javi passes his eyes through your body. And automatically you understand.

"You know what I do"

You arch your eyebrows, but stay silent. Feeling the burning form in the middle of your legs.

"Aren't you going to make any assumption about it?"

You raise an eyebrow while passing your tongue over your teeth. Thinking about how many women Javier Peña's medicine was.

"What is that? Jealous?" He asks teasing.

You face him. Open your mouth to say something, but you lack words.

You shake your head. Usually that would make you want to punch him in the face. But now you simply consider agreeing? Maybe all the hatred you spread about him was jealousy. Because he's having sex with an entire sector. Trying to fill a void that you would never be able to understand. It's not easy to work with what he works with. Seeing people die for a criminal without limits. Killing people. Anyway... it wasn't easy.

Javi's eyes soften by seeing you unarmed, you see that brown melting.

You smile.

"What is that? Love?" You provoke.

"I'm not the kind of guy who messes with this kind of drug"

You smile.

"Right. You prefer others, marijuana, cocaine..."

"This kind of shit that can be apprehended" he leans against the couch, closing his eyes, shaking his head.

But after a moment of silence, you notice Javier's face getting serious. Too serious. Worried.

"I wouldn't forgive myself if something had happened to you"

You frowned.

He approaches you, pulling you close to him.

"I promise I'll hunt them down and make them pay"

You move, seizing in his warm arms.

"Be careful with your rib," he says as you squeeze on his shoulder and chest.

You pull the air, inhaling as much Javier Peña as you can. The smell of him causing you a vertigo to a parallel universe, where only you two exist. Nothing else. Only you, Javier's warm and soft skin, his big hands holding your body. Only you and him.

"I like this Javier Peña" You move away from his shoulders, so you can face him. Your eyes meet his, your hands rise to hold Javi's face.

He reaches for your glass in your hand, and stretches his arm to leave it on the servant next to the sofa.

"You don't like the good boys"

"Yeah, you're not being exactly good, promising revenge"

You start to move.

"What are you doing?" He murmurs near your mouth.

You run your nose on his. Javier's dark but attentive eyes study his face.

"I keep remembering... I keep going over things in my head," you whisper.

Javier looks at you carefully. You get up leaning on your knees. You passes a leg over Javi's legs, resting them around his hips, immediately he holds your thighs. You sit on his lap. Your breathing gets heavy.

You put your lip on his, gently, quickly. And then again. Your hands run to the back of his neck, running your fingers between his hair. And kissing him more firmly. Javi lets out a sigh. You move to put pressure on him. But he holds your legs.

“Cariño...” he looks at you softly, with serenity.

"What?" You sound panting. Pressing yourself against him while he tries to hold you tight.

"You're in shock..." Javi tries to talk, but you run your lips through his mouth, your thumb pressing his lower lip "it's not a good idea"

"I want to forget Javi..." your voice is trembling "please take me from this place" your eyes beg, as if you felt pain.

Javier frowned, trying to resist.

You tilt your head back, your neck free for him. He inhales your smell, the rough of his mustache scratching your skin.

"I don't want to feed this madness on you"

You laughed darkly. Looking at him.

“I'm already in it, I've been for 9 days, please Javi...”

"What do you need, baby?" Javier looks at you through his eyelashes.

You lean over him, pressing your chest against his, as if they were just one, passing your lips through the side of his face, making a path to his ear.

"You" you whispered in his ear.

Javi closes his eyes. As if he were giving way and control to a hungry creature. A hand of Javier over to hold your head, intertwining his fingers in the middle of your hair.

"Is that all you need?" He speaks in your ear. Sending you a shiver down the spine.

You breathe with anticipation.

“Yes”

Javier's hands rise to your thighs, holding your hip, pulling you to him.

"You've just gone through a trauma" he still tries, one last try.

Javier says one thing, but his body says another, you feel him hardening under you.

"I know" you move your hip over his stiffening, your lips pass through his cheeks, moving away little by little to find his eyes heavy with lust.

“Javi...”

He knows, that you know, that calling him that is his weak point. It's like music from heaven. He goes down your lips by your neck, making you arch your back to him.

"Please make me forget..." you beg for him "I want you"

He sighs heavily.

Javier gives in. Even he doesn't know how he endured holding on, by the way, he knows, he knows that he would like to preserve you, he knows that you are not going through an easy time. But he knows that you are a woman who owns your own choices too.

And he knows above all that he will never resist you on top of him begging for him.

Javier kisses you fiercely, holding the back of your neck, grabbing your hair, you moan in his mouth, his hands rise to your ass pressing you against him. It's as if he turned on a flame inside you, that warms your whole body, sending away that icy void that is taking up space in your body.

You're unbuttoning his shirt. He goes down his lips down your jaw, kissing your neck. You're needy. Your hands undo his belt, unbuttons and pulls the zipper off the jeans.

"Easy" he holds your hand.

You freeze.

"Javier Peña asks for calm?"

He gets serious. Never dropping your eyes.

"I want to help you, baby"

He climbs his hands up the back of your thigh, getting up from the couch. Putting you up in front of him. He pulls your blouse, for you, you raise your arms to help him take it off.

His hands pass through your breasts, squeezing, passing his thumbs through your stiff nipples.

He sits on the couch, and pulls you until your knees are leaning against the couch.

"I know what works, sweetheart, trust me"

Javier's tone of voice, low and low, leaves you completely absorbed in him. You are completely shipwrecked in the sea that is Javier Peña. And God, you really want him to be right, and clear your mind back.

He unbuttons your jeans, pulling along with your already soaked panties, by your legs. Javi kisses your body as he slides your clothes out of you. He climbs your fingers up your legs, sending needy goosebumps through your body, cracking at your core.

You hold his shoulders. Staring at Javier's dark eyes, while his fingers find your middle, he kisses your mound, making your abdomen stiffen.

Javi puts his hands on your legs.

“Come here”

You pass your bare legs through Javier’s hips, sitting on his lap. Your arms around his shoulders.

He tilts his head back to look at you. The fingers sliding in your middle. Your eyes close. The mouth opens sighing.

He kisses your chin.

"Look at me," he says.

You open your eyes, frowning with the feeling of his fingers working on you. Javier circulates your soaked entrance with his middle finger, pressing just enough for you to start moving in his hand.

Javier watches your breathing getting irregular under his touch. Your hands squeezing his shoulders, when his thumb presses your clit, your body has a spasm. You whine while he rubs slow circles on your clitoris.

"I will never allow anyone to touch you like that..."

And you can't think of anything else. It's like a blank screen, ready to be reset. Nothing you remember has ever had such an effect on you, like Javier Peña. He knows exactly what he needs to do and how he needs to do it.

You'd rather fall into the abyss of lust than trauma and depression. And he knew exactly how to throw you into the right abyss.

You moan when his fingers slide through your moisture.

"I'm not your property..." you provoke.

He laughs darkly.

“It's hard to be a nice guy with you...”

Javier slides two fingers into you.

You open your mouth sighing. Your eyebrows furrow, your eyes close, your mouth letting out sighs, of pure pleasure, while Javier's fingers pump inside you.

"No one could ever touch you," he says more to him than to you.

Javier is working his fingers on you. Your hip moves on top of his hand, Javi clicks on his tongue and squeezes his fingers on your hip and can leave marks there.

"No," he continues to express his thought as if no interruption had occurred, "I would have to track them and kill them" His tone goes beyond protection, easily deviating to the realm of the possessive.

You grab Javier's forearm in the middle of your body. Biting your lips, recontorting with pleasure.

His fingers slide out of you, releasing the cock from your boxer. You move so that he positions his cock on you. Javier rubs his head in the middle of you, and you sigh when he presses his head in your entrance.

You release the weight by sitting on it slowly. Javier lets out a grunt with devotion when he feels you eating his cock, you open your mouth pulls the air into your lungs.

Your eyes glazed on each other, as if time had stopped as he sank inside you.

"This must be a crime in some countries, begging for my cock while you in shock"

It was sick. But it was the best thing you two could have.

"You're also benefiting Agent Peña, I'm not the only one fucked in the head here"

He pushes violently inside you, making you swallow the words. Javier's arms wrap around your waist holding you, and the other on your shoulder pulling you down. You’re back arching to him.

He moves on you. You rub yourself on it when it’s so deep in you that there's no way your can move anymore.

"That's it, oh my God..." you sigh.

He settles for you in approval. Javi releases your body a little. Pulling all his cock out, to slide on you again, you two watching him bury himself inside you.

Javier moans at you, pressing his fingers on your clitoris.

"Javi…"

"Make this beautiful pussy squeeze my cock..."

You move, finding the pushes if Javier in the middle of the way in perfect harmony. Until you start to feel your thighs shaking around him, you release the air through your mouth.

"Good girl, only with my cock deep in you, to obey me..."

Javier doesn't stop, increasing his pace in you. Growling.

“It's not over yet beautiful”

A hand of Javier over holding your throat. While his lips meet your breasts. Passing his tongue over your nipple, sucking your breast. Taking you to the top again.

It was a lot of stimulation. You couldn't stand it. Your hand holds his fist that squeezes your throat.

"Is it too much for you?" His lips scratch your breast. His warm and heavy breath on your skin, while you yearn for oxygen, feeling his cock mercilessly hitting you.

Tears begin to flow through your eyes. You moan from the bottom of your throat.

"I feel your pussy curling around my cock, you'll be close again, baby, just relax, I'll take care of you"

Your vision begins to blink black dots, and you come pleasantly for him again, the pussy cracking as he releases his neck slowly, releasing the air for you.

You collapse on top of him, falling on his shoulders, he kisses your jaw, slowing down.

Passing your finger over your eyes. Satisfied and lascivious, the eyes pure lust.

He rubs himself on you stimulating with his hair your clitoris, and you extreme without strength feeling more spasms. Your sore pussy. Javier holds your waist command your movements, chasing his own orgasm now, but you can't stop if you squeeze around him.

"Fuck, baby" he growls, and you feel the impulses of his cock inside your pussy, he leans on your shoulder with the spasms of his body. Holding you standing in him.

You whine feeling his super stimulation. What were 3 orgasms? You would melt.

Your breaths try to find the right rhythm. You broke up on top of each other. Javier pulls your hair to the side, while kissing your shoulder, thrown over him.

"How are your memories?" He whispers.

"What memories?" You murmur hoarsely.

He laughs on your naked skin. Running your fingers through your back.

You feel him softening inside you.

"I will never let anyone touch you again"

You kiss his neck. Stunned. Destroyed. Javier runs his hands through your thighs. Lifting you up on his lap. Taking you to bed.

Javier puts you to bed. You're whining.

"Is it your rib?" He looks worried.

You smile.

“I even forget about that detail”

He smiles wide. And it passes over you, lying next to you, pulling your body to him. Your back against his chest. Javier pulls the sheet over you.

Too tired. You are silent. Javier caresses your hair, until he feels your heavy breathing, a sign that you had slept.

He sinks his nose over your hair. And it falls asleep with its smell.

#pedro pascal #javier pena x y/n #javier pena fluff #javier pena x you #javier pena x reader #javier pena smut #javier pena fanfiction #javier pena imagine #javier pena fic #javier pena narcos #javier peña #narcos fanfiction #narcos

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for you (in the middle of the night)

"50 wordless ways to say I love you"

35. Running out in the middle of the night to get a food item they’re craving. word count: 497 author's note: i don't write nearly as much for cartman as i do the other boys but he is still fun to write for :)

"Hey, if I run down to grab a drink, do you want anything?"

It's the first thing said in a while. You've been sitting on his bed, playing with a loose thread from his comforter. He's sitting at his desk, scribbling away something you probably won't see. You don't understand all the secrets, and gave up asking when he promised that they were for your safety, whatever that means.

"No. I have water. I'm good." He takes a deep breath, and you watch as he leans back in his chair to stretch. He perks up instantly, remembering something. His chair swivels, and he catches your eye as he speaks again. "Actually. There's a bag of Cheesy Poofs on the counter. Can you grab those for me? Thanks."

You hum in agreement, standing up and making your way downstairs. His mom isn't home, so there's no distractions on your way to the kitchen. With the numerous nights you’ve spent at his house, you know his kitchen like the back of your hand, and have no issue with grabbing a clean glass, filing it with some ice and water. You turn to look back at the counter, ready to grab the chips Eric requested, but are unable to find them. As you look around, you see the empty bag in the trash, and sigh. With only your drink, you slowly make your way back to his room, glancing at the clock on the wall as you do. 11:08. The convenience store should still be open; it wouldn’t be a long walk.

With your foot, you nudge open the door. You place the glass on the counter after taking a quick sip, and reach for your shoes to begin putting them on. It’s only after you have one shoe on does Eric finally look behind, noticing your presence but not understanding why you haven't given him his snacks.

"Hey, where are the chips? Where are you going?" He asks, accusatorily. There's a slight glare on his face, mostly from confusion.

"All of the chips were eaten. The gas station should still be open so I'm going to run and get you a new bag. I should be back in like twenty minutes." You explain, flashing him a small smile as you finish tying your sneakers.

He doesn't say anything for a moment, quiet as he stares. His gaze softens as you speak, and he's glad you aren't looking at him as a blush creeps up over his face, too busy with tying your laces.

"Yeah, you can do that. Do whatever you want." He murmurs, and despite wishing it to sound harsh, it comes out bashful.

He stares as you leave, aware of how fast his heart is beating and the lingering effect you're having on him. He tries to shake it off, to forget about the kind action, but the moment his brain lingers on it for too long, a giddy smile etches itself on his face. (Fuck.)

#south park x reader #eric cartman x reader

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wolf-among-mechs · 4 months

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Audio log: Interrogation

C:\>dir

Volume in drive C has no label. Volume Serial Number is 0568-1245 Directory of C:\ 3049-08-22 14:22 <DIR> Audioplayer 3049-08-22 13:41 <DIR> BattleROM 3049-08-22 13:41 <DIR> ChatterWEB 3049-08-22 13:41 <DIR> Documents 3049-08-22 13:44 <DIR> Games 3049-08-22 13:46 Holo-tag-Reader.exe 3049-08-22 13:40 Install.Log 3049-08-22 14:01 <DIR> New Folder 3049-08-22 14:06 <DIR> New Folder (2) 3049-08-22 14:05 <DIR> Pictures 3049-08-22 13:42 <DIR> Program 3049-08-22 13:43 <DIR> Program Files 3049-08-22 14:02 <DIR> TRO 3049-08-22 14:12 <DIR> Videos 3049-08-22 13:41 <DIR> WOLFDOS 2 File(s) 523 235 669 bytes 12 Dir(s) 520 390 078 464 bytes free

C:\>cd Audioplayer

C:\Audioplayer>Play

+================+ HOWL AUDIO PLAYER +================+

Available soundfiles: Music\Playlist:> "Best_of_Clan_Wolf" Music\Find_your_one_way.mp3 Music\Mirror_of_the_world.mp3 Logs\INTERROGATION_BOND-22-08-3049.WAV

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Select a file to play or press escape to to quit.

Play> Logs\INTERROGATION_BOND-22-08-3049.WAV

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File information:

AUDIO LOG: "INTERROGATION_BOND-22-08-3049"

SUMMARY: Audio log recovered from Clan Wolf Audio archive regarding bondswoman “ASUKA HOSHI” of “WARSONG CORPS” taken on planet [UNDEFINED_PLANET_NAME] on 19-08-3049

SUBJECTS:

Bondswoman Asuka Hoshi, Transcript designation: A

Warrior William. Transcript designation: W

ADDITIONAL NOTES: Subject Asuka was heavily sedated following apprehension on [UNDEFINED_PLANET_NAME]. Injuring Point Commander Karloff (Elemental), amputating his left hand. Subject was then subdued with stun weapons. Then kept sedated during transport.

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PLAY? [Y]/[N] >y PRINT TRANSCRIPT? [Y]/[N] >y

BEGINNING PLAYBACK...

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A: [Female groaning noises]

W: You are finally awake.

A: [Female groaning that can be construed to something resembling “Huh?”]

W: I am William. Warrior of Clan Wolf.

A: …Colonel?

W: I am afraid that I am no Star Colonel. Heh.

A: Okay. You do not look like him anyway.

W: How are you feeling? You have been given quite powerful sedatives. Commonly used for Elementals during medical procedures. It will take a moment to wear off.

A: Huuuurgh…

W: Hm. To be expected.

A: Di… Did I dream? I remember… Being crushed by… Rocks. Over and over.

W: That sounds unpleasant. But as I said. Very powerful sedatives. Would you like some water?

A: Please.

[Sound of pitcher being picked up. A glass filled with liquid. A glass is then put down on a table.]

W: There.

[A glass is lifted from a table. Somebody drinks recklessly.]

A: Thank you.

[A glass is put down on table]

W: I am one of the warriors you fought a few days ago. I was piloting the Ice Ferret at the time.

A: The what now?

W: The Ice ferret. A Medium Omnimech, It was the prim-

A: Hey woah woah. You lost me. What is an Omnimech?

W: Hm… Well an Omnimech is a superior evolution of the Battlemech that allows for modular loadouts that can quickly be changed by technicians. However, Asuka, I must ask. How much do you actually know of us? You knew the words batchall and sibko. But… You do not know exactly what they mean.

A: Uh… Oh Hey. Where are my dogtags?

W: It along with your other possessions were taken as isorla. Ours by right of battle.

A: Could I have it back? It is pretty important to me. I have had it since I was born. Mercenary stuff.

W: I see. It bore a striking similarity to the ones we have.

A: Uh… I was born into the unit Wolf’s Dragoons. You must have heard of them.

W: Aff. I do. Interesting. I suppose that explains why you knew of some of our words.

A: Yeah. I was entrusted with the knowledge of the Clans… You guys? After proving myself as a reliable warrior and ally to my kin. Not exactly common knowledge. They told me a few things. That you were descendants of Kerensky’s and the SLDF’s Exodus before the succession wars. Batchall means something like… Challenge to duel. You are supposed to bid for it. Uh.. Sibko something like your kith and kin. A lot of your culture revolves around honour. They showed me a picture of a.. Timber wolf? Your technology was vastly superior to that of the inner sphere. That the Dragoons were essentially a scouting mission.

W: Aff… And this is not common knowledge then? But how come you attacked us if you are a member of the Dragoons?

A: Maybe among founders of the Dragoons. Natasha, Jaime, my mother and father. Nobody outside them knows I am pretty certain. I challenged you because I did not have any other contact protocols and I was pretty certain you were going to start shooting my wards. As their leader I thought my best course of action was to challenge you to honourable combat.

W: Tell me. Do you think what you did in the battle was an honourable act?

A: I did it to protect my wards. I gave them the chance to escape and learn about their new enemy. To warn my kith and kin. Since you were on the path of conquest. Sounds honourable enough to me.

W: Yet you lost the batchall and your sibko left without you.

A: I said I would challenge you in exchange for them.

W: That is not how that works. You bid low aff. But their fate would await The result of the batchall.

A: You sent aerospace fighters after the dropship!

W: Because you broke zellbrigen!

A: What the hell is a zellbrigen!?

W: It is the rules with which we duel under!

A: What rules!? Oh… wait duels? As in one on one?

W: Aff!

A: What? You would have just come at me one on one?

W: Aff. Those are the rules of zellbrigen.

A: Well… Dang it. If I knew that I would not have shot at the rest of you.

W: Your tactics were… let us just say a bit dezgra quiaff? Trampling and striking like a rabid beast. Beyond the wasteful and reckless shooting. But from the way you talk right here and now. I think that may be a result of not knowing better and being raised poorly.

A: Dez what? I do not mean to be rude but do you have a guy who is fluent in English. I have no idea what in the goddamn you are saying half the time.

W: Are you mocking me? I speak English! It is the sacred tongue of the great founders! Do not sit there accusing me of being incapable of the English language while you sully it with your uncouth mouth freeborn!

A: Okay okay geez. Calm down. I am sorry. I simply... do not follow a lot of your terms.

W: Clearly. As I said. You have been raised poorly. But there may be hope for you yet.

A: Right. Okay. Let us start over. I was supposed bid all of us to a fight for the chance to escape. For it to be honourable?

W: Neg. You would not have to. Bidding low is a mark of honour. To fight with lesser number is a greater achievement.

A: …Huh?

W: Let me tell you instead what is going to happen to you. You have been taken as bondswoman by me. Though we will have to confer with the loremaster. Your heritage does make things a bit more complicated. They will need to ascertain your genetic heritage and help determine your fate. The Khan may also be interested to hear what you know.

A: Bondswoman?

W: Aff. You will serve me and be loyal. If you have any useful skills you will be asked to use them for Clan Wolf and myself.

A: So… I am a slave?

W: Neg. Nothing of the sort. You will have plenty of autonomy. But you have the option of bondsref, that is to say. You may refuse by forfeiting your life.

A: Cool I get to choose between dying and being a slave with a better name. I beg your pardon if I do not sound highly enthusiastic about my choices.

W: If you prove yourself worthy, you may be adopted into Clan Wolf as a warrior. I personally believe it would be a waste to not give you the opportunity. I do not like wasting chances.

A: And what do I have to do in order to do that?

W: Should you accept. You will carry a bondcord around your wrist. Three coloured stands to represent combat ability, which is something I actually do not question at this moment. The other two represent integrity and loyalty. When you have proven to me that you have all three in sufficient quantities. I will cut the cord and you will be abtakha. A new warrior in Clan Wolf.

A: So I can help you invade the inner sphere?

W: So you can help us enact the great father's will and make the entire galaxy a better place. The Inner Sphere has suffered from petty self destructive wars that almost destroyed humanity that continued well after the founders' exodus. The succesion wars as you called them. We are going to put a stop to all of that. As the great father intended.

[Several seconds of silence]

[A glass is filled with liquid. A pitcher is put on a table. A glass is lifted from the table.]

A: I like that thought.

W: Good. Present your arm and you will be made bondswoman.

[Rustle of clothing articles]

A: Does it mean I can have my stuff back?

W: Do not concern yourself with those.

A: I am very concerned with those. Not having my dogtags dishonour my heritage. Not having my daishō dishonours my promises. Not having my sidearms dishonours… okay I just liked those guns and would like them back. What about my mech?

W: You will have to earn them back somehow then. Save for your tags. I am going to hand that to the loremaster to see if they can make anything out of it and then return them to you. Failing that. A blood sample will be taken to ascertain your genetic heritage. That will give us a better picture. As for your mech. Perhaps you can enlighten the technicians what it actually is and maybe recover it.

A: Good thing I know my way around a wrench then. So am I supposed inherit something?

W: Neg. It is to ascertain whether you truly are of Clan Wolf or not. But in the meantime. To help you learn more of the Clans… I am going to grant you access to the Chatterweb. So that you may learn from other warriors. I believe it will help you. You appear to be the kind that learns on her feet.

Audio recording stopped.

Reason: Following audio contains sensitive private password information. Access requires [Star-Colonel] level clearance or Sysadmin priviliges.

Press any key to continue. . .

C:\Audioplayer>_

#battletech #mechwarrior #story event #revivalposting

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druidx · 6 months

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Her Countenance was Light - Chapter 11

CW: Grief/ mourning, Parent mourning dead Child, Alcohol mention, Blood This one is a bit of a doozy - please ensure tea and tissues are on hand. AO3 ; Chapters: 01. 02. 03. 04. 05. 06. 07. 08. 09. 10. Tag list (ask for +/-): @aquadestinyswriting, @hannahcbrown, @jacqueswriteblrlibrary, @babyblueetbaemonster

Elo returns the King to City Hall to find a runner waiting for her in the foyer. She's needed in Stucker's private office.

So she goes, and she stands there as his secretary gives him the bad news. And he looks up at Elo and asks if this is real. So she sends the secretary away, and takes a seat next to him, and tells him: yes. She's sorry – gods, he has no idea how sorry – but yes. And she tells him, as he sits ramrod straight and military still, how she's seen the body and that she's so sorry, it is their sweet Evie lying on a slab in the mortuary of the 88th. She tells him they're doing everything they can – that she is doing everything she can – to find his baby's murderer and bring down swift, punitive judgement on the bastard's head. He asks, in tight, clipped tones, about the officers assigned to the case; she confirms that she personally knows every officer and admin and that she will testify to the tenacity, professionalism, and solve rate for each of them. And she realises, at some point, that none of what she's saying is helping, even as she can't stop the words from pouring forth in a torrent, and she can only switch tack, and tell him that she knows it hurts, that it feels like a piece of himself has died with his little girl and that the stars have faded and nothing is ever going to be right again, and the tears are dripping down her own face as she tells him, once again, that she is so, so very sorry for this loss. And that is the catalyst. He crumples. That's the only way she can describe it. Like a marionette with its strings cut, like his spine has just snapped in half, he caves in on himself, places his head on her knees, and screams.

It is the most soul-wrenching thing she has ever heard from another being, digging deep into her heart and the very fibre of her being. His fingers are claws into her legs, gripping with everything he has as if she's the only thing keeping him tethered at that moment, and who is Elo to judge – maybe she is. So she wraps herself around him, best as she can, saying nothing – because what more can she say in the face of that? – and clings just as tightly.

She has no idea when his screams stop, only that they do. And she has no idea when his tears stop, only that they do. She has no idea how long she has held him for, only that they are both drained of emotion, and he is curled into her – silent, and numb, and blank. Some disaster training kicks in then. Hydration, it says. So she goes to the facilities table and pours a glass of water and makes him drink it. Sugar for shock, it says. So she goes back to the facilities table and makes a cup of milky, sweet tea, laced with a healthy dose of Cointreau and makes him drink that. Rest, says the training. So she tells him they are going to stand up and go to his on-call room, and she helps him stand and guides his feet, and then once they are there, she helps him strip down his vest and boxers, and tucks him into bed with a lullaby her mother used to sing when she was sad. He's out by the third verse. She leaves water and painkillers and a cookie on the nightstand, and leaves the room in darkness with the door ajar.

Then she is standing in front of Evans' desk, telling the secretary to put a hold on all his engagements for the foreseeable or pass them to his second-in-command because as of now, Commander-in-Chief General Johan Strucker is on emergency compassionate leave. Elo doesn't even know if she's allowed to do that but Evans doesn't bat an eye and tells her, without a second of hesitation, that it will all be arranged as Elo has requested.

And then she stands there, lost. Because for all the death she's seen, for all the death she's caused, and for all the cases that cross her desk – this is the first that has been truly personal, and she has no idea what is supposed to come next.

"Elowyn," Evans says, and it seems like maybe the secretary has been trying to get her attention for a while. Elo blinks. "Yes?" "Why don't you sit down?" Evans says and guides Elo to a waiting couch. A drink is pressed into Elo's hands, and she drinks reflexively, tasting rum's rich molasses in the bitter coffee. "Go home," Evans says, forehead concertinaed in worry. "I'll tell the Council's guest you're unavailable this evening, due to personal reasons." Elo shakes her head. "I should stay here." Evans purses her lips and expels a sigh. "There's a camp bed with a spare blanket and pillow in the General's personal office. At least take a nap?" Elo blinks some more, takes stock of how much she is blinking, and accepts Evans' wisdom.

Entering the office feels like returning to a crime scene. Elo pushes that thought away, pulls out the bed and tries to rest.

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After a half hour of her eyes drilling into the panelled ceiling, counting the number of petals on the flower bosses, Elo gives up on the idea of sleep and instead calls back to the office.

"Precinct 88, Special Cases, Detective Constable Breakwood speaking." "Farren, it's Elo. How's it going?" "Hey, Bug." She can hear him shifting, imagines him rocking his chair back and swinging his feet onto the desk. "It's going good. We found the first crime scene. You were right – it's an alley not far from the barge's mooring space that leads past some warehouses to a parking lot. It was filled," he says with a not-small amount of suspicion, "with plastic bins." He knows her well enough not to ask, but she knows he must be wondering how she knew the bins would be plastic when most of the city still uses metal. Still, she feels relief that they're getting somewhere, and it seeps into her voice as she says, "That's good to hear." "We're pretty sure we've found one of the murder weapons too. A big red wrench. Type of thing any grease monkey would use. Was tucked under some garbage and covered in blood. It's with Candy and Snips now. They're doing their thing, blood typing and whatnot, confirming it is the murder weapon." Another step closer. "That's good work, Brek." "Final bit of good news for you, we found her car in the lot. It's being brought back to the precinct now. Since she didn't have a purse on her, and we didn't find anything in the alley, we're hoping there's something in the car we can use. Datebook, diary. Anything that points to why she was down there in the first place." Elo tips her head back to rest on the chair and closes her eyes. "I take it back. This is excellent work. Thank you."

There's a wary pause on the line then; Farren figuring out her tone, figuring what to say because of it. "He's been told then?" Elo sighs. "Yeah." "How's he doing?" "Average, I guess. He's asleep right now. I had him put on emergency leave." "You can do that?" Elo lets out a wet bark of laughter. "No one told me I couldn't, so I guess so?" "Huh." There's that momentary watchful silence again, then, "And how are you?" Elo's mouth works. "Numb. Wired. I don't know." "You should take some time." "Can't. I got this other assignment." "At least come over tonight. I'll cook dinner, tell you the latest dating drama. You can insult my taste in women, I'll insult your taste in beer, we'll watch a shitty movie. How about it?" "Oh, it sounds great, brother. But I can't." Elo passes a hand over her face. "I'm supposed to escort this visiting dignitary to dinner." Farren scoffs. "That's why they pulled you off the case? Baby-sitting duty?" "He's quite an important dignitary," Elo allows. She's still under the assumption that no one but those read-in are supposed to know about King Storri's unplanned visit. Maybe they'll make some announcement in the coming days, but until then, the cat must stay in the bag. "Still. It's a load of bullshit if you ask me. You'd be better off with your boots on the ground, doing real work with me." She's about to commiserate, but something in his bitter tone stops her short. "Everything going okay with Cobbleskater?" Elo would rather cause an international incident by telling a king to find his own meals than for a rift between her two constables to jeopardise this case. "Yeah. Yeah," comes Farren's weary sigh. "It's just, y'know. He ain't you, Bug. We got our way of working. And he's… different." "Is this going to be a problem?" "Nah. I'm just whining, mostly." Elo smiles, because she would also prefer to have her boots on the ground instead of flouncing around playing at Lady. "Hopefully, this assignment passes quick, and then I'll be back where I belong." She tries to say it lightly, but it comes out with an edge of self-pity. "Look, just keep going. You're doing good work, and I am very glad for the updates. I know I'm not technically on the case, so have no right–" "The hell you don't. This girl meant a lot to you. We'd do the same for any family member." Elo glances up at a rap on the door. Secretary Evans is standing there, hands spelling out the sign for 'king'. Elo nods. "Thank you, Farren. Look, I gotta go. I'll check in with you tomorrow, okay?" "Sure, Bug. At the station?" "If I can. Stay out of trouble." "I will if you will."

Elo hangs up and pushes away everything but the task at hand. "Yes?" "The Council's guest is done with his meetings for the day," Evans says. "Right." Elo pushes away from the desk, following Evans out of the office. She stops with her hand on the outer door. "And where-?" "He's waiting for you in the council chambers, with Acting Magister Clayrmantle and the Master of the Exchequer." "Thank you," Elo says slowly. "How-?" Evans aggressively tamps a stack of papers. "It's my job, Lady Toreguarde. I must anticipate General Strucker's needs before he does; have the answers he seeks before he has to ask them. I think you'll find I am very good at it." "Of course. I never meant to imply-" "I know you didn't." The secretary sighs, her shoulders drooping. "I apologise. With all that's happened… my nerves are a bit frayed." "It's perfectly understandable, ma'am, no need to apologise." Elo reaches across and rests a hand on Evans' arm. "I think we're all a bit frazzled. Just remember, you can't pour from an empty cup." Evans gives a faint smile. "Of course, your Ladyship." Elo smiles back. "I'd better go. His Nibs will be waiting."

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7-08-024 man, i fucked up.

today,tomorrow,to…

Ive been vomiting for the past 24+ hours now. i like to say “hahah i’m vomiting SO MUCH but idk why..” i know why. Rome makes me sick, rome makes me want to relapse, rome allows me to relapse. I know it’s no rome’s fault here, i wish it was. I wish all of this was anyone else fault but mine, but here we are, with all the faults in the world i guess.

i have to say tho, among all of the european capitals, rome is the least chic one by a mile.

Yesterday a bought me some Ketamine. I have a complicated relationship with K since the first time i tried it almost twelve-thirteen years ago and not knowing how to use it i just decided to open the bag and snort the whole thing in one line. Bad idea, i spent the night hugging the service toilet at my highschool with a friend making fun of me during the whole thing. Then after that day, i snubbed it at practically every occasion i had, i just wasn’t interested in that devilish thing again, and now, since a few years i’m again at it. I don’t want to talk about this tho, kinda boring, kinda useless.

8-08-024 somebody save me from myself

the purge

i tried to force myself to post, but i started writing then said “fuck it, why should anybody care?” then said “BuT IM DoInG tHIs FoR MySeLf sO whY dOeS it maTTeR if people enjoy it?” and then again “i’m lying as usual, few are the things i do where i’m not concerned about how i will be perceived, social media isn’t one of them.” so i’m here now, less whiny than the other day, but more sick.

I keep vomiting, crying, then trying to drink lil sips of water then vomiting again the same water i just drank. Atp this night i felt like a dry prune, without water, without anything substantial in me, wrinkled and all, i was literally crying hugging my garbage bin: i want to note that the garbage bin is literally kinda a wicker basket, so lot of holes and whatnot. I said to my dad, that because of my “puking problem” maybe we should pick a new one that doesn’t make everything messier every time this happens, and he bought another bin…. a DRILLED metallic one, so now i have a little drilled bin inside a wicker basket, a nightmare every time, now i have to also clean them after i’m finished!

i don’t think i have an ED, or at least not in the way it is usually explained. Ive always been skinny and kinda minature, and always ate whatever, but i have to admit that while once i believed ( and sometimes said myself ) the whole “i eat whatever and whenever and i stay sKiNNnYyYyYy” , i know understand this whole thing better. While i have a fast metabolism and a skinny/petite corporature, and it’s true that sometimes i eat McDonald’s four days in a row, i don’t put weight on cause i eat nothing during the whole day tho. like, i wake up and drink latte macchiato ( idk outside Italy what Latte Macchiato is, here is just like 1/4 coffee and 3/4 milk with maybe a lil sugar ), then mid morning i drink Latte macchiato, then i skip lunch, then in the afternoon you guess it! Latte macchiato! ( if it’s summer sometimes it gets changed with a cold Cola in the glass bottle, love it ), and THEN i eat McDonald’s. But if you consider the fact that i’m pretty active as a person , always moving even if i’m home in bed, and that i only drink coffee and milk the whole day, it’s not weird not gaining weight if you have a crispy mcBacon for dinner 4 nights straight.

So yeah, i think that whole “eat a lot don’t put on weight” it’s a little bit of a fairytale, but i’m sure that there is always a girl swearing that for them is exactly like that. Good for you Veronica.

Sometimes is also happens, that because i don’t really eat during the day, i end up having less hunger than if i ate ( i always ate slay✨), and then the hunger makes me nauseous, so then i vomit but i vomit absolutely nothing but slimish green bile, and then i am even more “hungry”- the problem is that i’m not, even when i am atp, i’m not hungry, i feel nauseous and i know that it’s because i need to eat, but i would rather not- it becomes a cycle, and every time is exhausting, this night i felt like i just wanted to die. I just wanted to be put off of this misery. Now it’s kinda better, kinda, rn here is 12AM, i woke up at three AM to, you guess it, vomit and it went on until almost two hours ago, i feel like shit.

I bought a watermelon at the store/supermarket, there is a real market near the store with better watermelons but i don’t want to enter that lively place, vade retro lol, so i’m okay with a watery and less red watermelon. i’m now eating in very small bites a small pizza no topping and all, but i’m far from feeling fine.

ok ill stop writing for now, IM DYIIIIING- i wish i was - aaaaaaaaaghhh somebody save me fucking please

xx emma

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September 13, 2019 (3): All gone

(previous play)

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Attention! This play includes transgender topics. For more details see our interjection.

Friday, 2:08 pm:

David: *can feel himself slowly waking up but takes some time to realize that it’s not a normal waking up and that he’s not lying in their bed, either* *the first thing he feels is that he’s pretty cold and shivers slightly* *considers sleeping for a little longer because he somehow feels pretty tired* *but then suddenly remembers that he’s in the hospital and that he’s waking up from anesthesia right now and can feel his heartbeat speeding up* *listens inside himself and af first can’t feel any pain* *but can feel bandages and automatically feels for his chest* *inhales sharply when he realizes that there really isn’t anything apart from bandages anymore* *also feels for his other side, where he can’t feel anything either, and automatically has to smile slightly* *leaves his arm there because it somehow feels very heavy and tired and because it’s somehow warmer when it’s lying there* *then tries to open his eyes to see where he is, if he’s already in his room or still in the recovery room and to see if Matteo’s with him, but can feel how difficult it is for him and how much he would like to sleep some more* *but feels that both the coldness and the thought of Matteo are keeping him awake* *urgently wants to know if he’s doing okay and if he managed to get through 5 hours okay* *hopes that it really took only 5 hours and that his recording was enough* *doesn’t really notice that he’s shaking from cold now while he quietly clears his throat and then blinks carefully* *thinks that he can see his hospital room and that there’s a person sitting next to his bed* *blinks again and forces himself to open his eyes some more* *really recognizes Matteo next to his bed and automatically smiles slightly* *is so glad and relieved that he’s with him* *tries to clear his throat again but doesn’t really manage to say anything*

Matteo: *has already been to David’s room before they brought him back in* *wasn’t quite finished with the recording when Christine and Birgit brought David back in* *they have explained to him that he mustn’t wake him up and that it might very well be that he’ll fall back asleep after waking up for the first time* *only nods and pulls a chair next to David’s bed* *then continues listening to the recording after the nurses leave and also lets the songs play again* *is listening to “From Dusk till Dawn” when he sees David move* *immediately turns off the music and pulls the headphones out of his ears* *but sees that his eyes aren’t open yet* *then sees him open his eyes and can feel a wave of relief flooding his entire body* *beams at him and says quietly* Hey, you loon… *sees him clear his throat and reaches for the glass with a straw in it on the nightstand* *holds the glass close to him* Do you want to drink something? You don’t have to say anything… you can also go back to sleep if you want to… everything went well, no complications.

David: *hears Matteo’s words and can tell by his voice that he’s doing okay and blinks a few times until he can see Matteo more clearly in front of him* *then hears him start talking and has to smile automatically, on the one hand because it’s so nice to hear his voice and on the other hand because apparently the surgery went well* *can see the glass of water from the corner of his eyes that he’s holding out to him and nods slightly* *holds his hand out for the glass and doesn’t really realize how badly it’s shaking* *tries to lift his head a little, but realizes how difficult that is and is grateful that Matteo helps him by keeping a hold of the glass and simply sticking the straw into his mouth* *takes two or three sips and then puts his head back down on the pillow in exhaustion* *once more feels how cold he is and slightly clears his throat before he croaks* I’m so cold… *somehow feels like he isn’t really in the here and now just yet*

Matteo: *can see David’s hand shaking and tenderly but firmly lies it back down again* *holds the glass even closer to him and keeps a hold on the straw so that he basically only has to swallow* *then puts the glass back down* *hears that he’s cold and automatically runs a hand over his arm* Okay, hang on… *looks around the room for something that could warm him up* *but can’t see anything* *gets up and looks into the cabinets hoping to find a blanket or something* *but can’t find anything, either* *looks at David* I’ll be right back, okay? I’ll go get a blanket… *leaves the room and goes to the nurses’ station as quickly as possible* *can only see a nurse that he doesn’t yet know* Hello, David is cold… can I have an additional blanket? *sees the nurse looking at him questioningly: “Room?”* What? Oh… 5… Room 5… *then sees her nod: “Oh, yes, just woke up, right?”* *only nods and waits for her to come back with a blanket* Thanks… *quickly grabs it and goes back even faster* *can see that David has already closed his eyes again and carefully spreads the blanket over him*

David: *feels Matteo’s hand on his arm and how nice and warm it is* *barely notices that he tells him to wait, but grimaces slightly when the warm hand disappears* *then hears some bustling and tries to somehow get his arms under the blanket, while Matteo tells him that he’ll go get a blanket for him* *closes his eyes because it’s somehow so exhausting to keep them open right now and realizes that he’s nodding off again* *eventually feels a blanket being spread over him and smiles slightly* *sticks a jittery hand out from underneath the blanket to reach for Matteo, but can’t find him* *murmurs quietly* Stay with me… *feels himself getting a little warmer thanks to the additional blanket and relaxes slowly*

Matteo: *carefully sat back down on the chair after he has spread the blanket over David* *then sees David’s hand and hears his words and immediately takes his hand* Hey, I’m here… I won’t leave, ok? *runs his thumb over the back of his hand* Just put your arm back under the blanket and sleep some more, okay? *slowly lets go of his hand and then repeats* I’m here… *as proof, he puts his hand on top of the blanket where he suspects his leg to be* *sees David smile and then finally close his eyes again* *pulls his phone out of his pocket with his free right hand and uses the time to text everyone*

——–

David: *has slept for 1.5 hours and at some point has stopped being cold* *slowly wakes up again and can now also feel some pain as opposed to earlier* *runs his hand over his chest and can’t believe that there isn’t anything there anymore* *has to smile automatically and opens his eyes* *sees that Matteo is still sitting next to his bed and smiles even more* *croaks quietly* Hey… *clears his throat and then laughs quietly - with his hand still on his chest* They’re really gone… *tries to somehow sit up a little so that he can see Matteo a little better, but doesn’t really manage*

Matteo: *has texted everyone and managed to get a good 30 minutes over with this way* *then simply started David’s recording again* *now sees David moving, immediately turns it off and pulls the headphones out* Hey… *then grins at his words and nods* Yep, absolutely totally gone. *has leant forward and shakes his head when David tries to move* No, better stay down… don’t risk tearing some stitches or something… *runs his hand over his leg* Do you need anything? Water? Or something else?

David: *smiles when Matteo confirms that the breasts are gone and grimaces slightly when he says that he should stay down* *puts his head back down on the pillow in resignation and says* I want to look at you properly… can’t the headboard be raised or something? *turns his head to the side to see if there’s a button somewhere and sees that Matteo is doing the same and that he eventually pulls a remote out, pushes a button so that the headboard slowly rises* *tries to push himself a little further up and only then notices all the tubes on his body and that he’s still wearing the hospital gown and probably also the surgery panties* *but still manages to sit up, even though it tweaks a little both in his chest as well as his lower abdomen* *eventually lies just the way he wants to, and smiles slightly but also a little insecurely at Matteo* *asks hesitantly* So everything went well with the surgery? *doesn’t remember that Matteo has already told him that earlier when he woke up for a moment*

Matteo: *puts the remote on the nightstand when David says that it’s okay like that* *immediately pulls the blanket a little more over David again* *smiles at his question and thinks that he probably doesn’t remember anything from earlier* Yes, everything went well. You were the perfect patient, of course. Everything went smoothly and according to plan. *tuggs a little on the blanket* You already woke up for a moment earlier, but you were still pretty groggy… you were cold so I got you an additional blanket… *tilts his head a little and smiles at him* And I’m supposed to say hi from everyone, flatshare, Team Heidesee, the boys in particular, of course, your mother, my mother, Bea… just everyone…

David: *hears that everything went well and according to plan and smiles in relief* *murmurs quietly* That’s good… *then hears him tell him that he’s already been awake earlier and now vaguely remembers that he was pretty cold and that Matteo was there and got a blanket for him* Thanks… *hears him say that everyone says hi and grins slightly* And thanks again. *then reaches his hand out for him, unfortunately only the one with the tube still in, because it’s the one on the outside, and briefly pats the edge of the bed* *wants to have him closer* *asks quietly after he has joined him* And how are you doing? Did you listen to the recording?

Matteo: *grins slightly when he thanks him* *then looks a little skeptical when he wants him closer* Are you sure? *doesn’t want to get caught on anything and therefore sits down on the edge very carefully and carefully takes David’s hand in his* *then smiles at his question* I’m good… really… the recordings were awesome… really, it was… at first I thought “wow, how is he planning on getting 5 hours over with with that?” but then it suddenly went really well and somehow fast and… well… *gets a little embarrassed* The things you said were just… awesome… *looks at him lovingly and carefully runs a hand through his hair* Thanks. That was really awesome.

David: *nods when Matteo asks if he’s sure and carefully entwines their fingers when Matteo takes his hand* *smiles broadly when Matteo says that he’s doing good and that thanks to the recordings the time went by fast for him* *murmurs quietly* I hoped it would… *then sees him getting embarrassed and frowns slightly, but then smiles again slightly when he thanks him and when he apparently liked what he said* *says quietly* I meant everything just like I said it… *carefully, in order to not tangle up the tubes, brings his hand to his mouth and presses a kiss to the back of his hand* *then beams at him lovingly and says* We made it!

Matteo: *smiles softly when he says that he meant everything* One day I’ll repay you for it… then you’ll also get a 5 hour voice recording from me that makes you cry… *smiles when he kisses his hand and puts his free hand on his face* *then also beams when David does* We made it! So well! *leans forward and carefully kisses him* *then says quietly* I love you… in case you forgot that in your anesthesia high… and I… I also want all the things that you talked about, alright? *looks at him carefully* And sometimes I might pay too much attention to what you want, but you have to believe me when I say that this is exactly what I want, as well, okay?

David: *laughs quietly when Matteo says that he’ll also make him cry one day, but then holds his belly because it hurts a little* *still says* That’s exactly what I was trying to achieve… I figured I’d just make my boyfriend cry… *but looks at him lovingly while he says it and shakes his head a little, because that really wasn’t his aim, more the contrary* *closes his eyes for a moment when Matteo puts his hand on his cheek and pushes his face into it* *smiles at his words and smiles even more when he kisses him, even though he probably tastes pretty gross right now* *was just about to say so when he hears Matteo’s words* *immediately feels this tingling of love in his stomach again and just feels completely happy when Matteo says that he also wants all of that* *can feel how incredibly much this means to him* *then hears his next careful words and tries to remember what he said in the recordings and what Matteo is trying to say* *eventually nods hesitantly, puts his free hand on the back of his neck and pulls him close again to kiss him briefly - screw the bad anesthesia breath and whatnot* *afterwards asks quietly* And if there’s anything you want that I don’t want, then you’ll tell me?

Matteo: *looks shocked when David holds his belly* Laughing isn’t good? *then sees a lot of feelings in his eyes when he said what he had to say* *lets himself get pulled closer again and gladly kisses him again* *doesn’t mind the smell and taste* *then hears his question and looks at him* *nods slightly* Yes, then I’ll tell you… *runs a hand through his hair again* *tilts his head slightly* But now please allow me that it’s about you, okay? *gets a little more serious* Are you in a lot of pain? Should I call for someone?

David: *grins a little when Matteo asks if laughing isn’t good* Not so much right now… *looks at Matteo a little scrutinizingly when he says that he’ll tell him, and finally nods* *murmurs quietly* Good… *looks at him when he runs a hand through his hair and smiles slightly* *sighs quietly when he says that it should be about him now* *listens to his insides when he hears his question and then shakes his head* I thinks it’s somehow okay… *then looks up to the IV bag and says* So far that’s doing quite a good job… as long as I don’t move too much… *pats his flat chest again and smiles* *then lifts his free hand and pulls the hospital gown a little away from his body and peeks inside but can only see bandages* *sighs again quietly, pulls Matteo’s hand closer and puts it onto his chest* *looks at him and suddenly feels a pretty big lump in his throat and can feel his eyes tearing up a little* *says quietly and with a husky voice* All gone… feel it…

Matteo: *looks at him a little skeptically when he says that it’s okay* *then also looks at the IV when he does* That’s good… and if not then you’ll tell me and I’ll immediately order them in here, okay? *smiles when David pats his chest again* *laughs slightly when he peeks inside his gown* All gone… *is surprised when David takes his hand and when he can feel for the first time that David’s chest is flat, just very normal* *swallows hard when he sees that David is getting so emotional* *says again quietly* All gone… *leans over again and kisses him tenderly* Finally just the way it’s supposed to be for you.

David: *grins slightly when Matteo says that he’ll call the nurses in and promises* I will… *then swallows against the lump and smiles when Matteo confirms that it’s all gone* *keeps a hold on his hand so that it stays on his chest when Matteo leans forward to kiss him* *nods at his words and takes a deep breath* *says quietly* Yes, finally… *then hears a quiet knock and looks at the door* *sees a nurse he doesn’t know stick her head in: “Ah, Mister Schreibner, I’m nurse Nina. How nice, you’re awake… and are already sitting up a little, very good…”* *sees her enter the room, close the door behind her and nod at Matteo before she asks: “How do you feel? Nausea? Dizziness?”* *slightly shakes his head* No, no nausea, no dizziness… a little pain, but apart from that, everything’s good, I think… *sees her smile: “Very good, that’s how it’s supposed to be. Maybe the young man could let go of your hand for a minute so that I could take your pulse for a second… don’t worry, you’ll get him back straight away…”* *sees Matteo immediately make room, hears the nurse thank him and sees her reach for his wrist, concentrate, nod and make room for Matteo again before she says: “As you probably already heard, both surgeries went very well, no complications and of course, now it’s about getting you fit as fast as possible. If you don’t feel any dizziness or nausea while sitting up slightly elevated, then I’d like to help you now to sit up straight on the edge of the bed… and if your circulation can still handle it in about 20 minutes, then we’ll walk a few steps together…”* *looks surprised because he didn’t expect being allowed to stand up /that/ quickly - he was more expecting it to be tonight* Err, now!? *hears her laugh briefly and sees her nod: “Now, exactly! The pain medication seems to work well if you describe the pain as bearable and we want to make use of that… it won’t work without some level of pain, of course… even the sitting freely will maybe hurt a little more than sitting slightly elevated… but listen to your body and if you can’t do it anymore then just call for us and we’ll get you back to sitting slightly elevated… if it works well, then you’ll take your first steps in 20 minutes… we want you to be able to go to the toilet by yourself over the course of the day, don’t we?”* *nods hesitantly, grins slightly and finally says after a quick glance to Matteo* Okay… *sees the nurse smile again and pull the blanket aside before she grabs his shoulders: “Very good… please also hold onto my shoulder and we’ll sit you up together…”* *feels a pretty sharp tug in his lower abdomen and gasps briefly, but realizes that it gets better when he finally really sits and when his abdominal muscles somewhat relax again* *can feel the nurse letting go of him and now carefully pulling his legs out of the bed and putting them on the floor, then sees her looking at him scrutinizingly and hears her ask: “Everything good? Nausea? Dizziness?”* *briefly listens inside himself and then shakes his head* Everything good… only… well it hurts a little… *points at his chest and sees her nod: “Like I said: If you can’t stand it any longer then just call for us… otherwise we’ll see each other in 20 minutes…”* *sees her go back to the door but stop again with a smile and hears her say: “And if you want to, then you can also put your own clothes back on again… or let someone help you with it…”*

Matteo: *immediately moved aside when the nurse checked David’s pulse and also when she sat him up* *but observed all of this very worriedly and has only relaxed again when David said that everything is okay* *waits until the door closes behind her and then looks at David* Is that really already okay? *checks the time* It’s only been a little over two hours… *but can see David nod and then nods as well* Okay… do you want to get changed? Should I help you? *already goes toward the wardrobe*

David: *sits on the edge of the bed and listens inside himself at Matteo’s question* *feels neither nausea nor dizziness, only a strong throbbing in his chest* *but thinks that it’s obvious that he feels pain after a surgery like that and really finds it mostly bearable right now* *smiles slightly at Matteo and nods* I think it’s okay… and if not then we’ll immediately call for a nurse, okay? *hears his question about other clothes and laughs quietly because it hurts again* Yes, please… *sees that Matteo is already at the wardrobe and says* Just take a pair of sweatpants and a shirt… I only packed loose stuff, anyways… and maybe a pair of socks… and there are also my slippers somewhere in there… *then remembers that he isn’t wearing real underwear, either* *has bought normal panties for the hospital, even though he usually only wears boxers, because he knows that he’ll bleed again for the first few days after the surgery and that he’ll have to wear pads* *blushes and gets embarrassed at that thought and wants to spare Matteo that sight - even though he’d already see it just by helping him into the sweatpants* *also doesn’t know where he’s supposed to get pads from, can feel that he’s wearing one right now, but doesn’t just want to put it in the clean panties* *looks at Matteo as he rummages in his duffle bag, takes a deep breath and then says quietly* And I also need underwear… and… *hesitates and sighs* Okay… this is super embarrassing… but could you go check if there are sanitary pads or something in the bathroom? *thinks that he’ll somehow manage to put on panties and a pad by himself, so that Matteo doesn’t have to see that*

Matteo: *is relieved when David reassures him again that it’s okay and that he’ll really tell him if that’s no longer the case* *hears David’s wishes and rummages through the duffle bag* *finds the slippers first and puts them down on the floor* *then pulls out sweatpants and a shirt* *also finds socks after some more rummaging* *then also finds panties and wonders briefly why they aren’t boxers when he remembers /where/ David had surgery* *looks at him when he says that it’s embarrassing* *shakes his head* That isn’t embarrassing… *goes over to him and puts the stuff down on the bed* ...it’s necessary. *goes to the bathroom and really finds a pack of pads* *thinks that they’re huge, but doesn’t say so, of course, when he comes back out with one* *adds it to the pile of clothes* Okay… well… if you’re really embarrassed, then I can also go get a nurse, you’ll never have to see her again, anyways… but you really don’t have to be embarrassed, okay?

David: *grimaces slightly when Matteo says that it’s not embarrassing but necessary and looks after him when he disappears in the bathroom and when he really comes back with a big pad* *then hears his suggestion of getting a nurse and immediately shakes his head* *scoots a little further to the edge of the bed and ignores the stinging in his belly* I’ll first try changing the panties by myself, okay? It’ll work… maybe you can give me a hand with standing up in case I get dizzy or something… will this work? *sorts the bags with the exudate and checks if all the tubes are long enough and then holds his hand out to Matteo so that he can support him*

Matteo: *nods slightly when he says that it’ll work* Okay… but really only for the panties, okay? I can do the rest when you’re sitting down… *takes his hand and stands close to him* *pulls him up and holds onto him once he’s standing* Okay? *waits a little bit until David is standing securely and for him to give the okay* Okay… well… I’ll turn around and you’ll tell me when you’re done, ok? *slowly lets go of his hand, checks if he’s really okay, and then goes to stand by the window with his back to David*

David: *lets Matteo help him up and is a little surprised himself that only his belly hurts a little, but that his body is handling that so well* *nods when Matteo checks again and smiles slightly* It works surprisingly well… *briefly squeezes his hand before he finally lets go of him and murmurs a quiet “thanks”* *waits until Matteo is standing by the window and then pushes the surgery panties down to his knees* *can immediately see the bloody pad and had somehow hoped that the panties would drop down further by themselves, but has to bend down a little to get them off* *slowly does just that and leans onto the bed with one hand, because he’s afraid of getting dizzy, after all* *but instead “only” feels a slight stab in his belly when his abdominal muscles tense up* *finally gets the surgery panties off and reaches for his own panties* *slightly leans against the bed and this time uses his chest as little as possible and instead lifts his legs to put the panties on* *reaches for the pads, pulls off the adhesive strip and somehow puts it in the panties* *hopes that it’s okay like that and pulls the panties up all the way* *sits down on the edge of the bed in relief and fishes for the surgery panties with his foot* *manages to get a hold of it and crumples it up so that the blood is no longer visible* *realizes that this was pretty exhausting and takes a deep breath before telling Matteo* Done… *grins slightly when he turns around and then groans quietly* You really have to help me with the rest, I’m exhausted…

Matteo: *doesn’t really hear anything from David and thinks that it’s a good sign* *only hears some rustling* *turns around when he hears that he’s done* *is immediately by his side when he says that it was exhausting* Okay… from now on, I’ll do all the work… *then sees that he’s still holding something in his hand and gets the trash can from the corner of the room and holds it out to him wordless* *then puts it back again* Okay, the pants first… *picks up the sweatpants and pulls them over David’s legs* *then grins slightly and says* Lift your ass, Schreibner! *offers him his shoulder to lean onto and then pulls the pants all the way up when David gets up* *puts his socks on for him without any further problems* Okay, now the top… I’ll try to be careful, but if I touch anything then tell me straight away, okay? *opens the weird lacing of the hospital gown and carefully pulls it to the front to get it off* *can only see the bandages now but smiles nonetheless, because everything’s gone* *throws the gown into the trash, as well, and then reaches for the shirt* *has just managed to carefully pull it over his head when there’s a knock on the door* *pulls the rest of the shirt down and then looks up when Laura enters the room*

David: *is grateful to Matteo for getting the trash can and gets rid of the surgery panties* *then feels a little ridiculous when Matteo starts dressing him, but realizes that it feels good that he doesn’t have to move more than necessary* *gets up for a second when he pulls his sweatpants up and murmurs half amused, half annoyed while sorting the bag with the exudate* I feel like a baby… *still lets him put his socks on for him and just hopes that tomorrow, he’ll already be able to do those things by himself* *humms in agreement to Matteo’s question and, together with Matteo, carefully gets the bag with the pain medication through the sleeve of the hospital gown* *sees Matteo’s smile when he sees his chest and automatically smiles along while looking down on himself again and patting his chest* *then they stuff the IV bag through the sleeve again together and when putting on the shirt, he realizes what everyone has been talking about when they said that at first, you can’t really lift your arms* *can immediately feel a tugging in his chest when he tries to do it, but they still manage somehow* *afterwards, he’s looking at Matteo lovingly and murmurs a quiet “thanks” when there’s a knock on the door* *recognizes Laura when she sticks her head in and sees her smile immediately when she sees him: “Hey… you’re already sitting up…”* *also smiles and says a little exhausted from getting dressed* Well, more or less… hey… *sees her come closer, run a hand through his hair, and then press a kiss to his forehead before she looks at him scrutinizingly and finally hears her say: “I’m so proud of you for getting through all of that… is everything okay?”* *presses his lips together a little embarrassed when he hears her words, but nods immediately* Everything’s great… *sits up a little straighter, pats his chest again and grins at Laura: “All gone!”* *hears her laugh and nod: “I can see it! All gone!”* *then sees her looking at Matteo, taking a step toward him and then also give him a tight hug* *hears her murmur: “We made it! Everything okay with you, as well?”* *watches the two of them with a smile and feels warmth spreading in his stomach, because once again it feels like they’re a family, because Laura also worries about Matteo and because she said “we”* *after letting go of him, he sees her lifting a bag on the table and start unpacking all kinds of things: juices, fruit, sweets, etc.: “I figured that you’ll surely need some food over the next few days, so I bought some things…”* *realizes only now that he’s pretty hungry and thirsty and yearningly looks at the food* Woah… awesome… do you guys think that I’m already allowed to eat?

Matteo: *is pretty relieved that they managed quite well and that they apparently have good timing when Laura comes in* *steps back and lets the two have their moment* *but also has to think of the recording and how annoyed David was by Laura and hopes that she won’t fuss over him too much* *then suddenly gets hugged by Laura and has to grin automatically* *murmurs back* Yes… we made it… and everything’s okay… *smiles at her gratefully and sees her nod in understanding* *then laughs slightly when she starts unpacking copious amounts of juices and food* Wow… you are aware that David won’t have to be here for 3 months, right? *sees her looking at him punishingly for a second and then continue unpacking* *looks at David when he hears his question* No idea, I can go ask someone? *already goes toward the door*

David: *grins slightly when Matteo gets a punishing look from Laura and hears her add: “First, you’ll probably be the two of you or more people most of the time, anyways, and two, I’ve never heard anything good about hospital food… you’ll thank me later…”* Hey we are grateful! And if it’s too much, then we’ll just take it back to the flatshare again… *then hears Matteo’s question and smiles slightly* That would be nice… thanks! *sees Matteo reaching for the doorhandle when there’s a quiet knock and sees nurse Nina stick her head in a second later: “Oh, even more visitors! Take care that it won’t get too much, Mister Schreibner - you still have to rest…”* *smiles slightly and shakes his head* It’s okay, that’s my sister… *hears nurse Nina laughing: “That doesn’t mean anything… I also have a sister, but I wouldn’t want her around me three hours after my surgery…”* *watches her enter the room and scan the food from Laura on the table, sees her grin slightly and hears her say: “...but my sister probably wouldn’t bring me such delicious food, either…”* *makes use of the situation and asks* Hmmm, I was wondering? Am I already allowed to eat and drink normally? *sees her tilt her head: “On tendency, yes… I’d maybe not recommend the juices before tomorrow… no foods with lots of acid in general - that doesn’t go that well with the anesthesia… but apart from that… start slowly, small amounts… and if you can tell that your stomach plays along, then have some more.”* *smiles happily and looks back at the table yearningly, but then hears the nurse say: “But first the work and then the pleasure… how do you feel? Do you want to take a few steps?”* *listens inside himself and thinks that he feels okay, that it’s mostly his chest that’s twinging and throbbing* *therefore shrugs and says* Sure… why not?! *sees her smile and looking at Matteo: “And you can also make yourself useful, young man… there are two jobs - I will do one of them and you the other one. What would you prefer? Stabilizing your boyfriend or carrying all the bags and tubes after him?”* *grins slightly but then skeptically and worriedly looks at all the stuff that’s attached to him* *hears nurse Nina, who must have seen his look: “Don’t worry, that won’t stay like this. I’ll get you a stand later, then you can also attach the bag with the exudate to the IV pole and push all of it around with you once you’re stable…”*

Matteo: *nods at David and was just about to leave the room when there’s a knock* *automatically takes a step back* *then listens very closely to the nurse when she tells him to be careful with acid and immediately eyes the stuff that Laura brought to see which of the things he’ll put away again for now* *looks at David when the nurse asks if he wants to walk* *is happy when he tells her that he wants to, but also worries* *looks surprised when she addresses him and is immediately ready* *skeptically eyes the tubes and bags* Err… stabilizing… I don’t want to tug on anything or something like that… *sees the nurse smile and nod: “That’s what I thought… then get ready.”* *goes to stand next to David and offers him his hand and arm and sees David holding onto it and slowly getting up* *sees him pause for a second and immediately asks* Are you really okay?

David: *is quite glad that Matteo decides to stabilize him, because he really trusts him more than the nurse, and reaches for his arm when he comes to stand beside him* *sees the nurse picking up the bags and disentangle them a little and slowly pulls himself up on Matteo’s arms* *can feel that his body is going along with it quite well, but feels some pain in his belly again and therefore pauses for a moment* *takes a deep breath and smiles slightly at Matteo’s question* Yes, it’s okay… it just stings quite badly in my belly… *stands up straight and notices that the pain is getting a little better by doing so* *hears the nurse say: “Unfortunately, it’ll stay like this for a few more days, whenever you tense your abdominal and chest muscles. If the pain gets too bad, then don’t hesitate to ask for more painkillers… Alright… maybe let’s go to the bathroom first? Did you even get the chance to check out your beautiful bathroom yet, Mister Schreibner?!”* *nods slightly* This morning, very briefly… but it can’t hurt to have another look… *then slowly starts moving and at first, leans onto Matteo quite heavily and slightly clutches onto his arm, because he’s not sure if it’ll work like that* *but reaches the bathroom very slowly but without any problems apart from the pain in his chest and hears the nurse: “Please don’t shower before Sunday… tonight, someone will help you wash… and please don’t get up and walk without help today… you have very eager helpers here, and if not, then us nurses are here for you. And please make sure to drink plenty! We definitely have the aim for you to void urine over the course of the day…”* *listens to her and nods* Okay… *notices that talking and walking are pretty exhausting and therefore remains quiet again* *walks a few more rounds through the room with the nurse and Matteo before the nurse takes her leave after he sits back on the edge of the bed and she has sorted his bags* *takes a deep breath because that was really exhausting, after all, and because his chest is hurting more than it did before that marathon* *sees Matteo’s worried look, smiles slightly and says* I think I better put my legs up again and have something to lean on… *starts pushing himself further onto the bed, but has to strain his chest muscles to do so, which hurts again, but clenches his teeth and slowly works his way up*

Matteo: *holds onto David as much as he can and pays close attention to his face* *knows that this right now is a good thing and that it shows that everything’s normal, but worries nonetheless* *also watches him closely after he sits down again and the nurse left* *then hears Laura: “Then sit yourself down and you can have water and acid free fruit…”* *doesn’t look at her but still asks* And what fruit doesn’t contain acid? *sees David pause again and immediately reaches a hand out for him* Are you okay? *holds the blanket back and waits for David to push himself into position* *then covers him with the blanket and pulls his pillow up a little, so that he can sit more comfortably* *asks again* Is it okay like that?

David: *grins slightly when he hears Matteo’s question to Laura and hears her answer: “Bananas! And grapes, too, I think? No idea… but I also brought plain bread rolls…”* *groans slightly because it’s really exhausting to get himself in a semi-upright position and says* I’ll take both… what matters is that it’s something to eat… *is really hungry now* *smiles a little tortured at Matteo’s question* It has to… *but then manages to somehow pull his legs onto the bed and smiles a little desperately, but gratefully and lovingly, when Matteo positions the pillow for him and when he covers him with a blanket* *leans back and immediately feels how good it is to relax* *quietly answers Matteo’s question* Perfect! Thanks! *reaches for his hand to be sure and so that he doesn’t think about moving away, and scoots a little further to the side so that he can sit down on the edge of the bed* *then Laura hands him a banana and a plain bread roll and, while pouring him some more water, hears her say: “I didn’t think that you’d be allowed to get up /that/ soon… sick that this was already possible. But it surely must have been exhausting… Don’t you dare overdo it…”* *gets the glass of water handed and takes a sip before saying* I really don’t feel like overdoing it right now… *sees Laura nod worriedly: “Good… well… I’ll make myself useful and put the stuff in your wardrobe… you can’t possibly live out of your duffle bag for a week…”* *grins slightly because that’s typically Laura again, but lets her do her thing* Not a week… 5 days! *exchanges a glance with Matteo and smiles slightly* *definitely doesn’t want to fall asleep without him for an entire week*

Matteo: *shakes his head* Grapes surely also contain acid… better not… *smiles slightly when David says that it’s good like that* *squeezes his hand and pushes himself onto the edge of the bed* *is happy to see that Laura doesn’t bring him any grapes* *nods* No, you’ll stay lying down for now… we’ll entertain you for a little while longer and then the doctor will surely come by again, right? *then also has to grin when Laura says that she’ll put away his things in the wardrobe* *smiles and nods at David* Exactly, 5 days! *but then hears Laura: “David, please don’t be ridiculous now, you’ll stay for as long as the doctor deems it necessary.”*

David: *slightly shrugs when Matteo asks if the doctor will come by again* No idea… aren’t the rounds in the mornings? *briefly glances at Laura, who is folding his shirts again and putting them away in the wardrobe in an orderly manner, but then looks back at Matteo* *smiles when he confirms the 5 days and slightly squeezes his hand* *then hears Laura and slightly rolls his eyes* *doesn't have the strength nor the patience to argue with her right now and therefore says* Of course I’ll stay for as long as the doctor deems it necessary… *but looks at Matteo while he says it and then adds wordlessly* Five days! *grins slightly and hears Laura: “Good, then I won’t have to worry… I’ll just put your toiletry stuff away in the bathroom… should I already unpack it?”* *already sees her disappear in the bathroom and calls after her mock cheerfully: “Sure!”* *thinks that this way, she’s occupied for a little longer, and puts his hand on the back of Matteo’s neck* *tenderly pulls him to him and murmurs quietly...* I have to recharge my batteries… *...before he kisses him tenderly*

Matteo: *shrugs one shoulder* Don’t know… I thought maybe he wanted to take a look at your chest again or something? We’ll see… *grins slightly when David rolls his eyes and grins even more when he wordlessly repeats 5 days* *nods and holds up five fingers with his free hand* *laughs slightly when Laura disappears to the bathroom with the toiletry bag* *smiles when David pulls him close* Mhmmmm *kisses him back and tenderly runs his free hand through his hair* *then says very quietly* I know she annoys you a little, but let her coddle you a little… she was also worried…

David: *slightly shrugs one shoulder, which somehow also hurts* *doesn’t let it show and says in agreement* Yes, we’ll see… *enjoys kissing Matteo very much and wonders how long it will take until they can cuddle more or less normally again* *smiles when he runs a hand through his hair after the kiss, but then sighs quietly at his words and nods* *says quietly* Yes, I know… and as long as it won’t get out of hand I’ll let her… for two, three days or so… *grins slightly and then reaches for the banana on the blanket* *peels it open and takes a bite* *briefly closes his eyes in bliss and groans quietly, because it feels so good to eat something* *then holds it out to Matteo so that he can also take a bite* *doesn’t know how late it is, but thinks that he should get hungry again by now* *grins slightly and says* Your stomach and I have a telepathic connection and he just told me that he’s hungry… how late is it, anyways? *has no idea what time it is without a phone*

Matteo: *smiles when he agrees* Yes, for a little while… and then you can softly remind her that you have me to coddle you… *grins slightly* *then leans back again when he takes the banana* *laughs when he enjoys it so much* *wants to shake his head at first when he offers it to him, but then feels that he’s a little hungry and takes a small bite* *then laughs at his words about the telepathic connection* Could be true… *pulls his phone from his pocket and glances at it* A little after 5:30…

David: *grins lovingly* Exactly! I prefer being coddled by you, anyways… *is glad that Matteo takes a bite from the banana, because he suspects that he doesn’t eat enough when he’s taking care of or worrying about him* Of course that’s true! Right now he’s indignant that you don’t believe me and demands a second bite… *first takes off a bite himself and then holds it out to Matteo again* *nods at his information about the time and says* Then I’m sure I’ll get dinner soon, as well… *then hears Laura coming out of the bathroom: “I already put your shower gel and hair products in the shower… and in the wardrobe… well, I think you’ll be able to find everything…”* *smiles, because somehow it’s nice that she cares and that she wants to make everything nice for him* Great, thanks! *sees her pulling a chair close and sit down, but then jump up again and hears her say: “Oh, almost forgot… I have something for you…”* *sees her grin and reach into her handbag and pull his old stuffed rabbit out: “I thought so that you won’t be so lonely tonight…”* *laughs and reaches his arms out for the rabbit* Mister Rabbit! *looks at Laura with a grin, who has sat down after she gave him the stuffed animal* Thanks! *sees her shrug and hears her say: “When you broke your leg when you were 8 and had to go to the hospital, then you especially asked for it, and back then I brought it to you… I figured that 10 years later, this wish is surely still there…”*

Matteo: *smiles slightly* That’s good! *tilts his head a little when he talks about his stomach* *shakes his head, but then takes another small bite, after all* Then please tell him that he’ll get hot chocolate later at the flatshare from Linn, and that there’s also food and that he doesn’t have to steal any food away from you… *then nods* Hmmm, delicious hospital dinner… *then sees and hears Laura coming back* *grins broadly when she pulls the stuffed rabbit from her handbag* Man, it’s a small miracle that he’s still alive, isn’t it? *sees Laura grin and nod: “So you know the story of how he almost drowned?”* *nods* Yep, I know that story… David and I exchanged zoo stories once… *sees Laura laugh: “I see…”*

David: *is sitting together with Matteo and Laura for a few more minutes and exchanges stuffed animal-stories until dinner arrives* *offers some food to the two of them, which is reclined, but can already tell after a short while that his stomach was already quite filled from the banana and half a bread roll* *is still very pleased about the warm tea, and a few minutes after dinner he feels that he really slowly but surely has to pee* *is a little afraid that something will hurt during peeing and is dreading having to get up again and having to strain his stomach muscles, but then thinks that it’s important for him to go and that he prefers Matteo to accompany him to the toilet instead of some nurse* *but still insists on peeing alone when they reach the bathroom, because he doesn’t want Matteo having to see the pad and is grateful that he waits in front of the door and that he helps him back into bed afterwards* *has just laid down more or less comfortably when Laura says: “I’ll also get going soon…” and sees her looking at Matteo questioningly: “Are you going to stay for a little longer or are you going to come with me?”*

Matteo: *is sitting on the edge of David’s bed again* *looks at Laura in surprise when he hears her words* *tilts his head a little* How long have you known me now? *sees Laura grin but play along: “Hmmm, about 5.5 months?”* *nods slightly* And how long are visiting hours? *hears her laugh: “Until 10.”* *nods again* And how late is it now? *hears her: “A little after 7:30.”* *looks at her expectantly* So? *sees her reaching for her bag* Alright, then see you later maybe… if I’m not already in bed… *grins and nods* Alright… oh and if you see Linn then tell her that she doesn’t have to stay awake, we can also have hot chocolate together tomorrow morning…

David: *follows the conversation between Laura and Matteo a little amused and laughs slightly at the end when Laura reaches for her bag* *hears her say to Matteo: “Maybe I’ll also just steal your hot chocolate… no, but I’ll tell her… But the way I know her, she’ll wait until you’re back…”* *is happy that Matteo still wants to stay, but also thinks that he has to be really tired and exhausted* *slightly squeezes his hand and asks quietly* Aren’t you completely exhausted, as well? *hears Laura groan: “Okay, I know what this will lead to now, which is that both of you want the best for the other… you know what? I’ll give you three minutes to make a decision, I have to use the toilet, anyways. If you haven’t made a decision by then, I’ll leave…”* *sees her disappear to the bathroom and smiles at Matteo a little* *says quietly* I’d be happy if you stayed for a little while longer, but I don’t think that I’ll manage to stay awake until 10… and today was also super exciting and exhausting for you and… I don’t want you to only stay for my sake, okay?

Matteo: *nods at Laura* Okay, but tell her anyways… *hears David’s question and pats his hand in David’s face* Shhh! *but then has to laugh slightly at Laura's comment on that topic* *looks at David when he talks and immediately starts shaking his head* Huh? Who else would I stay for, you jokester? Of course I’m here because of you… *but then realizes what he means and adds* Because /I/ want to be with you, ok? If you fall asleep before 10 then that’s all the better… then you’ll get a secret good night kiss and then I’ll leave… but I’ll definitely won’t go to the flatshare if I can still be with you… *looks at him urgently* Okay, suggestion: If you tell me that you’d act differently if you were in my shoes and if I’d even believe you, then I’ll consider it…

David: *smiles pretty happily when Matteo says that he wants to be with him and smiles lovingly because Matteo’s arguments are so cute* *then hears his suggestion and has to grin a tiny bit* *slightly shakes his head* *says quietly* I also want to be with you… and that you’re with me… so okay… you won… *laughs quietly* ...or rather the both of us won… *then gets more serious again and says* But then I want you to definitely sleep in tomorrow and that you’ll only come by later, okay? Otherwise we’ll have the same discussion tomorrow night because I’ll worry that you won’t have rested enough… *hears the bathroom door open and hears Laura ask in an amused tone of voice: “Did the gentleman make a decision?”* *looks at Matteo urgently* You promise?

Matteo: *sees him smile and takes this as a good sign* *then also smiles when he answers* Both of us… *then listens to him further and tilts his head* *was just about to agree when Laura comes back* *nods at David* I promise. *then looks at Laura* Tell Linn that I’ll come home once David is asleep, around 10:30 at the latest, ok? *sees Laura smile and nod: “I figured… see you later…”* *sees her ruffle David’s hair and then lean down to press a kiss to his cheek* *then also gets his hair ruffled and grins* See you later…

David: *smiles when Matteo promises to sleep in tomorrow morning and smiles even more when he tells Laura that he’ll stay here with him* *says his goodbyes to Laura and hears that she’ll come by again tomorrow afternoon, because on Sunday the room will probably be too full if she also shows up and that he should text her if she should bring anything else* *promises to do that and thanks her and then leans his head back on the pillow* *looks at Matteo and smiles slightly and a little tiredly* A surgery is quite stressful… although… it’s not even the surgery… that was chill… but the stuff that comes afterwards… *feels like now that he’s alone with him, it’s the first time he can really relax after all the getting dressed, walking, the nurses coming and going and so on* *wonders if Matteo really is still fit or if he might not also be totally exhausted, and slightly points his head to the stretch of bed beside him* If you also want to lie down then I can scoot a little more over to the wall… and somehow take the bag to the side with me, as well…

Matteo: *looks at him lovingly when he says that it’s quite stressful* And I’m afraid it won’t get any less exhausting for now… but you can sleep in a minute… *then smiles when he offers him a stretch of bed* No, it’s okay, I’d be scared of lying on something or tugging on something or whatever… *sees his look and adds* Really, it’s okay… yes, okay, I’m also a little exhausted… but the bed is really, really tiny…

David: *smiles slightly at Matteo’s worry that he might lie on something* Hopefully they’ll be gone by Sunday at the latest… and then I’ll demand some more closeness than holding hands, Florenzi… *sighs quietly when he says that he’s also exhausted, but then smiles slightly* Very, very tiny usually doesn’t bother us… we don’t need much space… although right now we probably do… *grimaces slightly and groans quietly* I hope the pain will soon be on a level where we can lie in each others’ arms at least to some extent… *they are talking for a little while longer and Matteo reads him what the people in the chats have said and what they told him to tell David* *also hands him his phone back and gets the charger from the duffle bag and plugs it in* *at some point, a night nurse introduces herself, who gives him pain medication and a light sleeping pill and checks his vitals, but who then disappears again quite quickly* *eventually gets more and more sleepy and tired and can feel his eyes falling shut again and again* *eventually murmurs quietly* I’m about to fall asleep, Florenzi…

Matteo: *smiles slightly when he gets more and more sleepy and smiles even more at his words* It’s okay, Schreibner… feel free to fall asleep.. *leans forward and kisses him tenderly* I’ll sit with you until you fall asleep… *sees him nod slightly and then says quietly* Dream of us, Schreibner… *sees David smile and then really fall asleep pretty quickly* *gets up slowly and carefully and presses another light kiss onto his forehead* *makes sure that he’s covered and then grabs his backpack* *slowly goes to the door and looks back again* *then goes back into the room and pulls the curtains in front of the window* *but then really leaves after a last glance at David and closes the door quietly* *then checks his phone and sees that it’s almost 20 to ten and that he might manage to catch the earlier bus at 9:52 if he hurries up* *really manages but somehow forgot that the journey takes an hour instead of only 30 minutes* *therefore arrives at the flatshare only a little before 11 pm and is somehow quite glad that Linn stayed up and that Hans, as well, comes out of his room again, that they’re sitting in the kitchen together and that he isn’t alone straight away* *talks a little about the day and David, but not too much* *rejects a second mug of hot chocolate and then retreats to bed relatively quickly* *for the first time in forever he’s lying in bed in his room by himself* *didn’t set an alarm on purpose because he promised David* *is really tired but somehow still can’t fall asleep* *still has a thousand thoughts in his head about the day and the surgery and David and his recordings* *can feel how much he misses him and runs his hand over his side of the bed* *but then simply gets up again and walks through the apartment to his backpack, which he had left in the hallway* *takes it to his room and pulls out the mp3 player* *sees the box while doing so and remembers something* *pulls it out of the backpack and opens it to take out David’s shirt that he put inside for him* *lies back into the bed with the player and the shirt and puts a random track on* *hears that it’s the flatshare-track and skips forward until it’s one of David by himself* *listens to his voice and eventually falls asleep, after all*

The Authors would like to point out the interjection about the transgender-topic and emphasize again, that neither are trans. We did a lot of research on the topic of mastectomy and hysterectomy and read a lot of different experience reports or watched videos on youtube. Of course we know that everyone’s reaction to the two surgeries is different, but we decided on an ideal outcome of the surgery on purpose, so that we won’t have to torture neither David nor Matteo unnecessarily. Were you surprised that David was allowed to get up so quickly? So were we ;-) But in the experience reports that we watched/read, the majority described it just like that. But that makes it even better for our two guys, doesn’t it? Now all that matters is perseverance until David is allowed to leave the hospital. How do you think he’ll pass the time?

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These Violent Acts CH 08 - House of the Dragon fic

THESE VIOLENT ACTS CHAPTER 06 | MURDER, SHE WROTE

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They would bow. She would make them bow.

Naenya had been surprised to find out she immensely enjoyed the company of Tyland Lannister. While many would toss him aside, claiming his personality to be drab and lacking a sense of humour or any emotion apart from honour and duty, Naenya had learnt better. Tyland did indeed have a sense of humour. Whether the man knew of this himself, she was unsure. He often spoke quite dryly, leaving little room for comfort and niceties, and he would commonly respond to outlandish requests or questions with equally outlandish answers, all in the same tone he usually used. It was rather refreshing and left her smirking into her drink as he spoke, though Naenya didn't comment on the fact to Tyland's face. She feared that once he knew that he was being funny, he would immediately stop.

"It is not my wish to question his way of finding the truth", Tyland continued, glancing down the halls to make sure the guard in question wasn't around, "But I could sooner find the answers by putting an illiterate child in charge."

Naenya allowed herself a soft smile, easily washed off her face should she need to, as she nodded along.

"I'm sure he's not entirely useless," Naenya told him, her hands clasped together behind her back, "He does make me thankful for my own guard's competencies,"

"I am glad he provides you with something, princess," Tyland said, not even noticing how sly he sounded, "For my mother's maid is entirely more useful than he is now, and she's dead,"

Tyland opened the door to Lady Ceira Lannisters room, ushering for her to enter before himself. She thanked him with a slight curtsy as she walked in.

"Oh, and princess," Tyland stopped her, smiling halfway, "An heir such as yourself will eventually require a husband. When that time comes, consider my name. I would be honoured to aid you in your time as Queen,"

Tyland had been incredibly useful to her during her time at Casterly Rock, both in her efforts to find whoever had killed and planted the maid in her chambers and in her efforts to survive the lion's den. A prideful and showy lion's den at that.

She knew Tyland would make a good husband. It wouldn't be a marriage of love, but it would be one of mutual agreement. A promise to be loyal and stand by her decisions and help make her stronger was a better marriage proposal than most.

"I will consider it. Thank you, Tyland," Naenya nodded to him.

She truly meant it.

Tyland gave her one final nod before departing.

"Well, that was quaint," Lady Ciera said sarcastically.

The Lady of Casterly Rock was already pacing in her rooms, something she had picked up on day two of the investigations. It was now day four. Any longer, and Naenya feared the woman's legs would give out on her.

"I would have assumed you would enjoy the shift up in society," Naenya said dryly, knowing Lady Ciera had no maids in her room since the incident.

Lady Ciera finally stopped her incessant pacing, giving Naenya an almost sly nod, "Normally, that would be correct. Now, what do you want,"

Naenya moved further into the room, seating herself on one of the couches near the window. Pouring herself a glass of water from a pitcher on the nearby table, she offered Lady Ciera a glass. After receiving a disapproving stare, Naenya opted to fill Lady Ciera's glass full of the mulled wine that was sitting beside the water. A wine that appeared much more used than the water.

"Now, I assume your maid had been under strict orders to spy on me and give you all the information she could find," Naenya said.

It was more of a statement than a question.

"Of course she was, you stupid girl," Lady Ciera took the glass of wine from Naenya's hand, rolling her eyes at the girl's antics, "A princess in my halls? Not just a princess but a future Queen? The first future Queen to ever exist? I like to know things about my occupants, especially those so high in the food chain,"

Naenya nodded in understanding. Lady Ciera was not necessarily, the rudest woman she had ever come into contact with. She was, after all, simply a Lannister that acted as Lannisters did. It would be rather short-sighted of Naenya, a princess who, whether she liked to admit it or not, was desperately searching to secure as many loyal houses as possible to discredit Lady Ciera for the fact. It would be much wiser to use Lady Ciera for her strengths and credit her for them.

"What about Jason, your eldest son?" Naenya asked carefully, trying not to come off wrong, "Did he-"

"Are you implying Jason would do something like this?"

If looks could kill, Naenya would be a dead woman.

"No, I'm asking if Jason had any maids or guards keeping an eye on me too?" Naenya specified, speaking as though she were trying to calm a raging lion, "He does take after his mother, something you should be proud of,"

If Jason Lannister was half as quick-witted and sly as Lady Ciera, he would be twice as smart as he was now. Of course, publicly calling a son dumb to his mother's face was not something people who were looking for support did.

"No, it was just me," Lady Ciera said, after calming down slightly, "I had put Jason in charge of looking after my youngest, Lyla. She's only eleven months, you know,"

Naenya nodded. She hadn't seen much of the young princess. Lord Lannister had died shortly before she had been birthed, with many believing the death caused an early pregnancy that caused the babe to come out much smaller than it should have. While the maesters feared the babe would be riddled with health concerns due to its early birth, the girl had proved far stronger than they gave her any credit for. Naenya had much respect for the babe.

"Of course, I apologise if I made you feel as though my presence here hindered your ability to spend time with your daughter," Naenya said. After seeing Lady Ciera with her sons, it was no secret she was a protective lioness, "I should have taken that into consideration when planning my travels, perhaps sent word to you to discuss it,"

Lady Ciera paused, clearly taken aback by the apology. Though she did not say anything, Naenya quickly noticed the softening of her face as she gave the princess a nod of acknowledgement.

"But no, Jason had too much on his plate to consider it. Though I'm sure he would have,"

"Indeed, you are placing Casterly Rock into good hands once you pass," Naenya lied, "But that does make my theory more difficult to prove,"

"Theory?"

Naenya nodded, beginning to rise from her seat as she began to unfurl her idea.

She had tried to speak to the common folk herself, even going down to Lannisport for clues. However, it became apparent how little the common folk wished to speak to nobility, and she quickly changed her tactic by forcing Ser Loren to find answers while dressing as commonly as he could.

"Are you aware of how disliked you are among the common folk?"

"Yes,"

"And this maid was basically your best friend?"

"Well... yes..."

"Perhaps this murder wasn't necessarily to scare me but threaten you," Naenya explained, "A murder in your home? Not only while hosting a noble but a princess, an heir too, how embarrassing would that be? The King would remember this. Your home would be haunted by the idea that any guest is not safe. After all, if you can't keep someone as important as me safe, how could you keep anyone safe?"

Lady Ciera stared at her, her gaze hard.

"Are you implying this was meant for me?"

Naenya nodded, watching as Lady Ciera began to pace around again.

"Not a single person could get into my home without my knowledge," Lady Ciera said, almost accusatorily.

Naenya took pause. She had to change tactics and tread even lighter than she had before. The Lannisters were a worthy ally and an even worthier opponent. Naenya was in no position to gain opponents.

"Of course not. What I mean is, what if they already had access?" Naenya explained, her thumb rubbing the ring on her pointer finger, "A guard perhaps,"

Lady Ceira stopped short, her head slowly turning to face Naenya. Naenya waited as Lady Ceira took in the information. Waited for whether Lady Ceira would actually trust her and look into it. Naenya would have guessed if she brought it up when the event first occurred, Lady Ceira would have laughed in her face. Hopefully, the weeks had shown Naenya's true character.

Finally, Lady Ceira's gaze dropped to the floor as bitter acceptance washed over her. Naenya watched in silence as the acceptance shifted into anger, Lady Ceira hurling her goblet filled with wine of the deepest red directly at her white walls. Naenya didn't dare flinch as the Lady of Casterly Rock shifted from pure fury to a sudden, unexpected calmness.

"I do not get a say in all of my guards. It's true. Some are remnants of my husband's rule," Lady Ceira explained, running a wine-stained hand through her hair, "Some are my cousins. If anyone knows not to trust a Lannister, it's a Lannister,"

Naenya furrowed her brow, "You think it's one of your cousins?"

Lady Ceira turned to Naenya, a firm look on her face. Though, as Naenya looked deeper, it was also filled with pleading.

"This is a Lannister problem. I wish to resolve it myself," Lady Ceira stated, taking the time to hold Naenya's gaze, "Without the intervention of the Crown,"

Naenya paused, her feet betraying her as she took a step back in bewilderment. It would be her chance to prove herself as a ruler, not to be trifled with, but she also desperately needed to secure loyalty.

After some silence, Naenya finally decided, "Of course, Lady Ceira. But your ruling and punishment must be firm but fair, as you are acting as an extension of my own punishment,"

She would have other opportunities to prove herself. But next time she proved herself, she would likely have the support of the wealthy lioness.

#house of the dragon #house targaryen #hotd #house of the dragon lucerys #house of the dragon jace #hotd aegon #hotd helaena #hotd aemond #rhaenyra targaryen #rhaenys velaryon #daemon targeryan #alicent hightower

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The Queens Gambit: The Story

The most powerful piece in chess is the queen.

When this piece joins the game of Duel Monsters anything will change.

With two dragon sisters, a magician and her descendant, the queen will take her rightful place.

As it should have been.

8th Millenniums Items

Reborn!Kisara

Reborn!Mana

Queen!OC

QueenReborn!Oc

RedEyesBlackDragon!OC

Pairings:

Atem/Yami YuugiXOC

Yuugi MutoXOC

Seto KaibaXReborn!Kisara

Anzu MazakiXReborn!Mana

Shout out to my dear friend Light guardian35 once again for helping me tackle the writers block I had. Please read her stuff, you find her on Quotev and AO3. Also, I want to recommend you fanfic that I finished reading. It’s just part one of six stories but I rather enjoyed it, so give it a go. It’s The Coming of Shadows from DemonSessama.

Here is the link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41161380/chapters/103182777

Now I wish you all a good read with chapter 6! :D

Chapter 6: Welcome to Duelist Kingdom!

I used again a mix of the Japanese and English dub hope it's okay ^^

Redone: 30/08/24

The next morning we find Yuugi and his friends and Sehrazat and her friends all together sitting at the grand dining table Sehrazat and Kihana have in their doppel bedroom cabin.

After a good night’s sleep, our heroes are ready to tackle whatever Pegasus would throw at them in the Duelist Kingdom.

But first, breakfast!

Like yesterday evening, the girls just ordered the whole card again, only this time with breakfast food.

The clattering of tableware and laughter is heard.

Jounouchi and Honda had the fullest plates. It seemed they had a contest about who could eat the most and the fastest.

Anzu could only shake her head at them and turned back to Maja. The two girls had discovered that both of them liked to dance. Maja even took a course on belly dancing! Even if Anzu wanted to make a career out of that, it was nice to talk about it with someone who understood the subject.

Little Sadiye enjoyed her tower of chocolate chip pancakes and would encourage Jounouchi and Honda to eat more since she found it funny how the boys ate like pigs.

Sehrazat and Kihana were still full from the amount of food they ate yesterday evening, so they ate just a bowl of cornflakes each.

Yugi was the only one who apparently had finished eating.

He had taken out his five Exodia cards and was frowning at them.

On his left side sat Sehrazat, who saw this. She finished drinking her glass of orange juice.

“Something wrong, Yugi-Kun?”, she asked him worried.

“Even if you and Joey saved my Exodia cards, the ocean’s salty water seems to have damaged them pretty well.”, he told her with a sign and put the cards away. “I don’t know if the card reader will even register them.”

“So you mean, you can’t probably play them?”

“Seems like it. And trying them out during a duel is way too risky.”

Sad for him Sehrazat put a hand on his shoulder.

“I’m sorry, Yugi-Kun.”

“No need to be Sehrazat-Chan. It’s not your fault or Joey’s. Only Haga’s.”

He turned to face her to give her a reassuring smile. Both got lost in the beautiful eyes of the other and anything else seemed to vanish.

Kihana, who was drinking coffee, hid her smile in her cup. Damn, if these two weren’t adorable. They could give someone diabetes.

The two short duellists looked away from each other, with a bashful expression, but with a little smile on their lips. This connection they felt with each other… seemed to get stronger each time they interacted.

Not that one of them is complaining.

This feeling…they didn’t want it to stop.

It was new and exciting, yet so familiar and comforting.

“You will have to battle then without Exodia for your grandpa’s soul.”, said Sehrazat. “But I know you will manage Yugi-Kun, you are an extraordinary Duelist.”

Yugi felt his heart beat faster than it ever did. She had complimented him before on his duelling skills, yet it still made him want to sign dreamily that such a beautiful and sweet girl, who was such a brilliant duellist, thought this of him.

He never had experienced that.

She was Europe Champion which put her in a different league altogether.

And still, she made him sound like he was equal to her.

He wanted to tell her, how incredible she was, but his shyness prevented him from forming the necessary words.

It was then that he felt this strong voice in his head, the voice that normally comes out to help him in duels, encouraging him to take the leap.

His hand trembled so badly, yet he managed to reach out and put a bit of Sehrazat’s pretty and smooth blue hair behind her ear. Surprised she turned to him with wide sparkling orange eyes.

“You are the one who is extraordinary.”, he told her softly.

Yugi self did not know for sure if he was only referring to her duelling skills or if there was more…it just felt right to say it.

He felt it deep in his heart.

Sehrazat eyes seemed to fill with tears and got a soft edge around them.

Our two lovebirds didn’t note how currently anyone else was looking at them, stopping what they were doing.

Kihana and Sadiye seemed to have a quiet fangirl moment, Joey and Honda were nodding in approval, and Maja was softly cooing at them.

And Anzu?

Well, she was surprised for one. She had never seen Yugi interact with a girl like this. The second was that jealousy was raising its ugly head.

It… wasn’t fair…she liked Yugi too, but he had never looked at her like he looked at Sehrazat right now.

Like she was a goddess and he was her devoted follower.

Strangely, Sehrazat looked at him the same way.

It just…no it wasn’t supposed to be like this…!

The brunette opened her mouth. She needed to say something, anything, stopping this whatever that was!

There she felt how a warm hand touched her cheek and turned her head back to Maja.

The other brunette had a raised eyebrow and formally purred: “Now, now, Anzu-Chan, we were talking so nicely together. Let them be and concentrate on me, my beautiful ballerina.”

Anzu formally felt how the red rose in her cheeks and how she quite burned.

What?!

“Is Maja flirting with Anzu?”, said Joey to Honda loud enough so she could hear it too.

She had a similar thought running through her head.

“Seems like it, bro.”, answered Honda fascinated like an explorer who had found a lost civilization.

“That’s because she did.”, answered Sadiye in her deadpan tone. “She is pan.”

“Pancake?”, wonders Joey.

“Pansexual, you ignorant slu-“

“Sadiye Kisara Schariq, don’t you dare to end this sentence!”

“But he is being one, big sister!”

“I don’t care!”

This started a discussion between the sisters about when someone should curse like that, and at what age it was okay, while Joey and Honda watched on like they saw an interesting Ping-Pong match.

Maja took the chance to roll a lock of Anzu’s hair around her finger and wink at her, which made Anzu only blush worse.

The loud discussion brought Yuugi and Sehrazat out of their own zone. Both were more than confused seeing how the Schariq sisters nearly screamed at each other, Maja clearly making a move on a blushing Anzu, and Joey and Honda seemed like to enjoy a good TV show.

They looked at each other and laughed a bit embarrassed for their friends.

/*/

After they finished their breakfast and refreshed themselves our group of friends decided to get out of the cabin and wait on the main deck for their arrival at Duelist Kingdom.

It was a warm and sunny day, which was nice.

They enjoyed the fresh sea salt air and the warm rays of the sun on their skin.

Then after a while, it became visible.

The island is known as Duelist Kingdom.

Our group of eight all looked at it.

“Man, this Duelist Kingdom looks like a pretty big place, Yugi and Sehra.”, said Joey to them. “Finding your grandpa's and ma’s soul is not going to be easy.”

“Well, we gotta start somewhere.”, answered Yuugi simply.

“If I have to turn every rock around, I will do it. I’m not going without my mama.”, added Sehrazat.

“That’s the spirit, child of mine.”, told her Afya proudly.

While she was following the others to go to the gangplank which would make them step on the soil of the Duelist Kingdom, she talked with her Yami.

“Morning, Gran-Gran. Finally woke up?”

“Mmh, I see you all full of energy.”, noted Afya. “We will need all our powers to defeat Pegasus.”

“How hard do you think this is going to be?”

“I bet all my swords that Pegasus will do anything in his power to make this trip for us a living hell.”

“Even if he wants my and Yugi’s Millennium Items?”

“Men like Pegasus like to play with their prey before they kill it.”

Sehrazat made a face at the words of her ancestor.

Meanwhile, she followed Kihana down the gangplank.

Oh finally back on land! It was awesome.

Our group of eight huddled together and Sehrazat noted that Honda seemed out of breath. What did she miss while she talked with Afya?

“My heart almost stopped.”, panted the brunette boy.

“Way to play it cool, Honda.”, complimented Anzu sarcastically. “That wasn't suspicious at all.”

“Yeah, we totally didn’t look like we were trespassing.”, agreed Sadiye in her deadpan tone.

Ah, so the non-duellists had been worried they would be found out!

“All right! We all made it ashore- Ah-choo!”, sneezed Joey in their direction.

All shouted eww and Anzu and Maja could barely dodge the sneeze attack.

“Someone should give the boy a tissue.”, advised Afya.

It’s like Kihana heard her and calmly gave Joey one, which he took with a thank you.

“You would never have caught that cold if it wasn't for Haga.”, said Yuugi to his best friend.

“Speaking of our wormy friend, looks like he just slithered his way off the boat and is already looking to start some trouble.”, noted Joey. Our friend group turned in Haga’s direction. He was standing there, just grinning creepily. “That slimeball. I'd love to wipe that smirk off his face.”

“If you need help.”, volunteered Sehrazat encouraged by Afya.

“Attention all duelists, let's gather at the castle gate!”, called one of Pegasus’s lackeys with really pointy hair.

Yuugi rightfully said that the castle had to belong to Pegasus, while Jounouchi motivated anyone to climb them up.

“This are a lot of stairs.”, heard Sehrazat Kihana mumble as they made their way up.

“Elevators are much sexier.”, found Maja.

This made anyone who heard it giggle lightly.

Suddenly Anzu stopped and said that she saw again someone named Bakura. Her friends and Sehrazat group looked all into the forest but there was nothing. Anzu admitted that maybe it was all in her head.

“Can we just climb up these stupid stairs.”, whined Sadiye.

As the youngest and shorted she was already tired of the stairs. Kihana decided to give her little sister a piggyback ride and our heroes made their way up again.

Unknown to them a certain white-haired boy watched them do that from the security of the woods.

“So my Millennium Ring was right.”, he thought nearly amused. “The damned queen followed her pharaoh into the next life. Well, better for me to get my hands on the Fragment too.”

An evil chuckle left his mouth.

Finally, our group of eight reached with the other duellists the castle.

“Whoa! Look who's here! The Japan champion Insector Haga and the runner-up Dinosaur Ryuzaki”, they heard one of the duellists talk.

Another responded to him: ”And that's Ryota Kajiki. He took third place.”,

“Since Kaiba isn't here one of those three is likely to win.”

“But I heard that Yugi, the guy who beat Kaiba, is here too.”

“Are you serious? I thought Kaiba was the best.”

“He was, but not anymore. Do you see the boy who stands beside the Europa Champion, the Amazon Princess of the Nile, Sehrazat Faizan? That’s Yugi Muto he is to be the kid to beat now.”

“Oh wow, even the Amazon Princess of the Nile and the Lady of the Dragons Kihana Schariq are here. This is going to be the most exciting duellist tournament ever.”

Yugi and Sehrazat got all shy, while Joey nudged Yugi and Kihana patted her head proudly.

The lackey of Pegasus with the pointy hair called out to them all from a balcony to gather around. It was time for Pegasus to explain the rules of the tournament.

“Boy, would I like to get just five minutes alone with that guy.”, grumbled Joey.

“Make it ten, so I can get a piece of him too.”, growled Sehrazat with Afya in her ear.

Pegasus finally arrived on the balcony and looked down at them as if he was some kind of king and they were his humble servants.

Both Yuugi and Sehrazat gave him looks that would have killed him in one instant if this was possible, but it seemed that Pegasus was just laughing at them.

“Welcome to Duelist Kingdom. I will now explain the rules. Duel Monsters cards must be used in all duels. You begin with 2000 life points, and direct attacks are forbidden. Battle using your strongest card decks. Everyone should have received a Dueling Glove and two Star Chips."

“So seeing all the security guards make it out to window just storming this castle and get mama back from Pegasus.”, told Sehrazat her Yami.

Afya was still for a second.

“Well, if we found a secret entrance, we totally could. But I don’t think we have this much time and a chance to do this with all these guards around us. And I’m not risking your life just for a hunch.”

Sehrazat put her duelling clove on, like Yuugi and Kihana at the moment.

Pegasus continued: "The wristband has ten holes where you can insert Star Chips. Insert your Star Chips into them. These Star Chips are proof that you are a true duelist. You will wager these Chips in your duels. The entire island is your duelling battleground. In this battle royal, only duelists who have ten Star Chips will be allowed to enter this gate. The duels will begin in just one hour. There is a 48-hour time limit. At that time, all duelists with less than ten Star Chips will lose and be forced off this island. Duelists, good luck!"

"So ten starchips it is, Gran-Gran.”

“So it seems like it, child of mine. How frustrating, I rather fight someone physically than with fucking children’s card games.”

Under the cheers of the other duellist, Pegasus turned back into his castle.

“The duellists have arrived. Yugi and Sehrazat have taken the bait, and the games are about to begin! Everything goes according to plan.”, he thinks gleefully to himself.

/*/

Our group of eight waited for the beginning of the tournament in a nice meadow.

They split up for a second into their original groups since they had to discuss a few things with their original friend group.

Not that they had any secrets from the other, just they needed to decide a few things.

Mainly Sehrazat group.

So while Yugi assured Jounouchi that he could keep his one-star chip, Sehrazat frowned at what Kihana said.

“I don’t like it but you are right.”, she said to her.

Kihana nodded and Sadiye and Maja agreed with a sign too.

Sadiye found the guys funny and was sad.

Maja really liked to flirt with Anzu and was disappointed that she couldn’t do it anymore.

The girls walked back up to their new friends.

“Hey guys, we think it’s the best that we split up for now for the start of the tournament.”, told Kihana, what they had decided.

Yugi and his friends were shocked to hear that.

“But why? Aren’t we a team?”, asked Anzu sad.

“Think about it, guys.”, said Sehrazat equally sad and looking longing at Yugi. “We would like to stay but we are four duellists. You know how long these duels can take, if we wait for everyone to have a turn we never will get all 10 starchips in time to participate in the final. And we four all in will give us a higher chance at getting the souls of my mama and Yugi grandpa back and the price money Jounouchi-Kun needs for his sister.”

Yugi looked longing back at her, but he got her point. He wanted to spend more time getting to know Sehrazat, yet he had to think first and foremost of his grandpa.

“I hate to say this, but they are right.”

His friends gasped, besides Jounouchi.

“No, Yug, is right if we are a smaller group we will get faster starchips.”, he agreed.

“Don’t worry you guys we will find each other again.”, promised Maja. She took from her backpack two Walkie-Talkies out. “I brought them with me so I and Sadiye could stay in contact with Kihana and Sehrazat, but this is perfect so we can meet up again with each other and check on each other.”

She handed one to Anzu.

“That’s smart Maja-Chan, so we really will be finding each other again!”, praised Anzu.

Maja winked and purred: “And whenever you just wanna talk Anzu-Chan, give me a call. It must be hard being the only girl in a boy group.”

The short-haired brunette blushes red at Maja’s flirty behaviour. Her friends tried their best not to laugh, but it was just too cute.

Anzu was spared to give an answer to that as the fireworks lit up the sky.

“This is it guys.”, says Sehrazat to them all. “No turning back.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”, tells her Kihana.

“Let’s get this show on a roll!”, yells Maja and raises her fist.

The others follow suit with a loud yeah.

“Good luck girls!”, wishes them Joey, while Yuugi nods.

Sehrazat smiles at them and Kihana gives them a thumbs-up.

“Good luck to you too, boys!”

“We will see you later!”, yells Sadiye already running in a random direction to find someone Sehra or her sister can duel.

“Sadiye! Wait!”, screams Kihana and runs after her.

Maja just laughs and follows them.

Sehrazat gives one last smile at the group.

Her eyes find Yugi ones and again it’s like it’s only them.

“I will see you on the other side, Yugi-Kun.”, she says softly.

“I wouldn’t want it any other way, Sehrazat-Chan.”, he answered her just as softly.

The blue-haired girl nods and with one last soft look, she chases after her friends.

It was time to get these starchips!

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