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dreamifics · 4 years ago

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Left my Heart in the Past

James Potter x Reader

Part 10:

You lie awake in bed, the silence of your room was enabling you to overthink. Flashes of what happend earlier was showing in your mind, the way James looked at you like a lion ready to pounce on his prey, and you his prey..

You know how uncomfortable you are with the way he stared at you but somehow you longed and yearned for it.. You glance at your watch and saw that it was 11pm but you still can't fall asleep.. You sit up on your bed, looking around to do something.. You saw your trunk, and lying there was the clothes you were wearing the night you time travelled..

You stand up, reaching the plain gray pajamas.. You pick it up when something fall from its pocket..

A small box with a ribbon on top, your forehead creased in confusion.. You have never seen this thing before, you picked it up and examined it.. But nothing was out of the normal, you gave in and opened it..

There was a locket and a note inside it, who gave this to you? You softly pick the locket up, it look so beautiful.. You opened it and there it was..

A picture of you, Hermione, Ron and Harry.. This was the Yule Ball, you guys cleaned up nice, while they went with their dates, you came alone.. But Draco did offer you to dance, that was uncalled for but you accept.. You ended up stepping at his foot which caused the two of you to bicker and it leads to a fight..

A smile formed in your face, but a heavy sigh escaped your lips, letting your head drop.. Tears welled up in your eyes, throat closing up as you breath shakily.. You picked up the note that was inside the box, a tear escaped your eyes as you shakily opens the note..

Dear Y/n,

You entered into my life when I didn't expect it at all, I guess i should thank the troll who have gotten inside the girl's lavatory because i never would have met you..I suppose all thing's have silver linings even the one that almost killed us..

A laugh erupted from your lips but there were still tears strolling down your cheeks.. You remembered the way Ron took down the troll and how you and Hermione were hiding.. The troll accidentally got in when someone accidentally let in, Hermione took the fall and that's how you met Hermione Granger..

—I also remember how we got stuck inside a room with a three-headed dog, i recall how you wanted to pet it.. That was pretty stupid of you, but the way you kick Draco's arse at Quidditch is one of the smartest thing you have ever done! Im just joking, the two of us are the only smart people in our house..

You were laughing but tears were streaming down your cheeks, the way Rom screamed at the three-headed dog and how they looked at you like you were crazy when you said you wanted to pet it..

—So i give you this locket as a token of our friendship..Why a locket? Because i remember when we went to Hogsmeade you said something about wanting to have a locket but you didn't find any. I saw how disappointed you are, so i owl my Mother and asked her to buy me a locket so i can give it to you..

This made you miss them more, you wanted to run in their arms and say 'i love you'.. You weren't the 'i love you' person, you barely even said those three words..

—I wanted to give this to you in person but you barely have time to talk, you don't even eat dinner anymore and when i get to our room your drop dead in bed.. So here is this locket with the picture of us at the Yule Ball, we were so happy..

I know we all promised to moved in together after Hogwarts so we won't be away from each other..But if there ever comes a day when we all can't be together, keep us in your heart and we'll stay there forever..

-Hermione Granger

Your tears were now strolling down your cheeks, you wanted to sob but afraid that you'll wake up someone.. You take a shaky breath and put the necklace on your neck.. Brushing the hair off from your neck..

You stand up and wipe your face with your hands, you make your way to the bathroom to rinse off the tear stains in your cheeks.. But as you reached the bathroom door, you heard voices coming from the common room.. You stop in your tracks, you wanted to listen in.. But your parents didn't raise a nosy kid, and that used to be true.. Until you met your friends, and now all of you are getting involved at some of Hogwarts adventure..

And you finally came to a decision, slowly walking to the common room but you decided to hide.. And you saw James, Remus, and Sirius they were whispering but you can't make it out.. So you scoot closer more, badly wanting to hear what they were saying.. But still nothing, you let out a sigh and was about to walked away when you knocked over a decoration from the wall..

Your eyes widen at your clumsiness, and you heard some shuffles from the common room.. You heard footsteps that was getting close to you, so you did what a rational person would do..

You run as fast as you can, your used to running.. You ran away from trolls, spiders, and a goblin.. But that goblin was overreacting, you just pet it's head and threw a fit.. You finally reached the bathroom, so you walked inside and did what you were supposed to do, before you decided to become a nosy wit..

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oikirstein · 4 years ago

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𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐨 | Daisuga | Day 2

Synopsis: High school sweethearts turned sour due to broken promises dipped in sugar.

Contains: Angst, self-doubt, implied infidelity

Posted: 12/30/2020

Word count: 1,309

Haikyuu Angst Week Prompt List here.

Since his high school years, Koshi Sugawara had come to terms with the fact that he would never be special enough to become a priority. This started during the year he thought he would finally be a starter for the Karasuno volleyball club—his third year.

He did everything right. He practiced hard for three years. He perfected the motions. He waited for his time, but when it came it was handed to—no, stolen— by his junior. Little useless number two—the only third year warming the bench on a team with four first year starters. Suga, naive as he was, didn't see it like that though. His fellow teammates knew as well as he did: while he was a reliable, efficient, and passionate player, he simply just didn’t have that spark running through his bones.

Although there was one person in particular who seemed to have been blindsided by the simple fact. Daichi Sawamura was probably the only person in the whole world that disregarded Suga’s inferiority and loved him all the same. Daichi was the one person who, in spite of the world turning its back on Suga, promised him he’d always be his first choice.

Suga seemed to forget that telling lies was just as easy as telling the truth.

“Hello?” he spoke into the phone.

No reply.

It was strange. Suga should have hung up the phone—he knew this—but he stayed on the line nonetheless.

“Is anyone there?” he persisted.

“Daichi?” was what the person on the other line said. It was a feminine voice, light and breathy tones were heard in the single word that was uttered.

“He can’t come to the phone right now. Can I pass on a message?”

One. Three. Five. Seven seconds pass before another sound is spoken.

Not even a single syllable is made before the beginning hum of the dial tone is heard.

Confused, Suga returned the phone to where he picked it up from.

“Who was that?” Daichi said while walking out of the bathroom, hair wet and a towel wrapped snug around his waist.

“Not sure. They didn’t say their name,” the silver haired boy sheepishly smiled at him.

“Hm? Thats odd,” he walked over to the night stand where his phone lay atop and checked the person that called. For a split second, as his pupils grazed over the numbers, he went pale in the warm lighting of the room and his eyes widened ever so slightly, but just enough to insight a pang of panic in Sugawara’s chest.

“What’s wrong?” Suga had always been naturally attentive so it shouldn't have surprised Daichi as much as it did when he inquired about his peculiar expression.

“N-nothing!” he absentmindedly stuttered.

“Are you sure?” Suga reassuringly rest his hand upon Daichi’s bare shoulder, who shivered at his lover’s touch. The smaller boy instinctively retracted his hand in shock, “You’re acting weird, Daichi.”

“Sorry, babe, I just need to go make a call real quick,” he said while hurriedly throwing on sweatpants and a random t-shirt picked up from the floor.

That was the first time Suga’s heart beat just a little bit faster than usual in all the wrong ways.

Daichi’s absurd behavior began erratic—mood unpredictable—until a time came where Suga could hardly remember what being loved felt like anymore.

It started with him making excuses to leave the room, stolen glances as he left no longer having the same effect. Sugawara simply figured he had a lot to do at work—the late homecomings left him unbothered for that exact reason.

The distance between them grew at a slow, grueling, and consistent pace, the type that in the moment feels like nothing has changed at all, until you look in retrospect. The thing about Daichi was that it was almost professional—the way he held Suga with a loose tether wrapped around his finger; an illusion of freedom under the guise of protection. Suga wasn’t an idiot; he wasn’t the submissive little naive boy he was in high school. He simply loved the other so much that he continuously gave him the undeserved benefit of the doubt.

It was unsatisfying—the way Suga was given a mere taste of affection that left him pining for more. He didn’t want to be selfish though, since after all, it was Daichi doing him a favor by staying at his side.

Sugawara had always been a patient man. He very rarely lashed out in anger, and was infamously the most level-headed person one could come across, but after all these years of subordination, he was slowly reaching the breaking point.

It was a quiet Thursday afternoon on the fateful day that Daichi had accidentally left his phone at home. The sun shone warmly outside, covered in the thinnest veil of clouds—about twenty four degrees celsius. Some might have even called this a perfect day.

The clock read “3:45” when Sugawara opened the front door of his home—coming straight from work. He removed his shoes, put them in their place, and hung his keys up on the hook by the door. When he was walking towards the kitchen to get a glass of water, he noticed the device on the counter. He paused in his wake, about to take a half-step towards it, when he mentally slapped himself for even thinking about looking through it.

There was a gravitational pull boring into the back of his head—the feeling of the cold metal burning against his fingertips. This was his chance to put the voices in his head to rest. This was the chance to prove to himself that he should’ve never underestimated Daichi. He wanted his mind to be at ease. One little peak wouldn’t hurt, right?

As he set his glass down on the granite countertop, the ding of a text tone emitted from the phone. His heart stopped and his eyes darted towards the lit up glass. Dozens of messages littered the screen from an unknown number.

“What are you doing later tonight?”

“You’re not busy with work again are you?”

“Hey. I miss you.”

“Give me a call when you see this, baby.”

Hazel eyes glossed over as the pet name became the only thing he could see. He didn't even need to unlock the phone to get the gist of the situation.

Warm tears raced down his cheeks as he read more of the messages that were constructed only for his lover’s eyes.

“W-why?” a mere skeleton of a sound escaped his trembling lips.

The screen became increasingly blurry with the rivers streaming down his face and welling up on his lash line. He couldn’t help the insolent thoughts penetrating his skull—insecurity was second nature to him.

Head in a daze, time passed quicker than he thought. Sitting on the kitchen floor, the tile no longer stone cold, with his knees to his chest and his back against the wall, the door swung open.

Hm. That’s weird. Daichi’s home earlier than usual. Is what he thought. Maybe Daichi was afraid of Suga finding out the truth in his absence. Whatever his motive was didn't matter—the damage had already been done.

“Suga? What are you doing on the floor?” he said putting his things down.

All the silver haired boy could do was look up at him with red rimmed eyes.

“Hey, what’s wro—” Daichi cut himself off when his gaze fell upon his phone in Suga’s slender hands.

He had the same look about him as he did the first time he almost got caught. Pale skin, even in the moonlight, eyes the size of the moon.

Seeing his reaction was the last bit of confirmation Suga needed to snap. His expression was unreadable, emotion drained from his face, and piercing eye contact unwavering. A single tear fell from his left eye before he made another movement.

“Was I ever enough?”

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iguessweallcrazyithinktho · 5 years ago

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Sleeping bag

Request: Can you write a fic or Chris x reader going camping as friends and then reader forgets her sleeping bag so they have to share but then being physically close ignites repressed feelings and then one thing leads to another.... (saw this kind of ask on another page but for Henry cavill and would love to see a fic like this with cevans)❤️

Warning: Fluff, smut (unprotected sex)

Pairing: Chris Evans x female! reader

Word count: 1.3k

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You searched your car and you couldn't find it. How could you forget the one important thing you need while camping. "Fuck." You said under your breath.

Chris, who was setting up in the tent, heard you curse. He got up to check on you. "You okay squirt?" You looked over at him, "uh I'm fine, but I forgot my sleeping bag." you ran your hand over your face. Chris pushed his lips into a thin line. "We can share mine."

You looked up at him, frowning "are you sure?" Chris nodded, taking a few steps towards you, "yeah, it's big enough for the both of us." You smiled and shut your truck. "Okay."

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You helped Chris finish setting up the tent. A lot of thoughts were racing through your mind. You liked Chris more than a friend, you have for a long time. Sharing a sleeping bag with him might bring up something between you both and that's what you wanted. The same thoughts were running through Chris's head as well.

You both finished putting the tent together and went to search for wood for the fire. "Come on chrispy." You skipped off ahead of him. He laughed at you, running up to you and picking you up. You yelped loudly, "Chris!" He laughed and put you down. "Stop running so far. I don't want to get lost." You laughed and wrapped your arm around his neck. "Don't worry, I got you bitch."

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After an hour of searching you and Chris both had a handful of wood that would definitely last you both a long time. You sat it near the tent and got the fire started up using the book you read previously.

Chris came up next to you trying to distract you. He kept poking your ear with sticks and dancing weirdly in front of you, knowing you hated it. "Chris do you want to freeze your nads off?" you yelled at him. He shook his head, "no."

"Okay then stop distracting me." He put his hand up in defense. Your bratty behavior made him feel some type of way.

He left you alone and you finished the fire. The sky ahead was getting dark, so you and Chris decided to make some dinner. You packed meal prep so you didn't have to do anything but heat them up. While that happened, Chris and you started telling jokes.

"Spell me." He told you. "M E." you said. Chris frowned his eyebrows, "you forgot the D." You shook your head. "There's no d in me." Once you notice what you said, you gasped. "Chris!" You slapped his shoulder and laughed. "Asshole." Your laugh filled Chris's ear and he felt butterflies listening to it.

Your food finished and you and Chris ate in silence, but your mind wasn't. Just like earlier you were thinking about the sleeping bag issue. Some many things you wanted to happen played through your head. You liked every second of it, but unfortunately you had to stop when Chris called your name. "Y/n!" you looked over at him.

"You done squirt?" You nodded, "yeah." Chris stood up and took your Tupperware. "Okay I'm going to put them in the car. Why don't you get in the tent."

"Okay." You stood up and walked to the tent. You got in and got ready for bed. You used your travel toothbrush to brush your teeth and you slipped out of your jeans and put on some sweats you brought. As soon as you finished, you heard the car door shut close. You got under the blanket and waited for Chris to enter. His footsteps inched closer before he opened the tent and peaked in. "Did you save me some room?" You nodded, patting the spot next to you, "come in Evans." He got in the tent and zipped it up behind himself. You looked away so he could slip his trousers off. He wished you would just look, but he didn't know you felt the same way towards him.

He brushed it off and slipped into the sleeping bag. Chris was right, it was big enough for both of you. Chris chest pressed against your back making your body heat up. He draped his arm over your waist settling on your lower stomach. "is this okay?" He lifted his head to look at you. You turned around. "Yeah" Chris smiled at you and laid back down. "Okay squirt."

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As the night went on you couldn't stop thinking about Chris's hand on your lower stomach. You didn't move, or make a sound. You heard Chris breathing slow so you thought he was asleep but he wasn't.

Chris shifted, you turned around seeing him wide awake. “Can’t sleep either?” you asked sitting up on your forearm. Chris rested his arm behind his head, “yep, wide awake.” you sighed. “I really thought coming out here would help me sleep, but i guess not.” you closed your eyes and threw your head back. Chris imagine you doing it on top of him. He groaned lowly, but you caught on. You looked down at him, “you okay evans?” he sat up and looked at you. Your eye locked with his blue, and before you knew it, you were kissing each other. his tongue slipped in your mouth and he moaned. Butterflies exploded in your stomach You pushed him over on his back and straddled his waist. You grind your hips against his, his cock becoming hard under you.

You pulled away and moaed. You looked down at Chris, his mouth fell open and a moan slipped out. You could feel yourself getting wetter. “Fuck chris.” you whimpered out, chris stopped your hips by holding your waist. “Let's take your pants off. I want to feel you stretch around me.” you slipped off of him and tugged off your pants. Chris did the same, not wasting time, he needed to feel you.

You straddled him again feeling his hard cock on your thighs. You grind your sex against him making you both groan. You leaned down and kissed him. Chris reached in between you both and grabbed his cock. He pushed it in your wet core. You sinked down slowly on him.

His tip hit the back of your cervix and you grunted. You pulled away from chriss warm mouth and circled your hip. “Chris you feel so good in me.”

Chris grabbed your hips moaning loudly, “that's it baby take my cock. You're so tight.” you groan at how he stretched your walls. Chris' right hand left your waist and trailed under your tight shirt. He squeezed your breast and tweaked your nipple in his rough fingers. You pulled your shirt over your head giving him bett access.

You squeezed around him as he played with your breast. You could see him biting his lip from the moonlight streaming through the thin fabric. You decided to circle faster. Chris moans loudly and lets go of your breast. “Yeah that's it baby.”

You whimpered, “yeah you like that? You like how I squeeze your cock? How wet you make me, huh?” Chris groaned into his huge biceps at your dirty talk. You could feel yourself getting closer to your release from your own words, so you kept talking. “Your cock feels so good in me. It feels me up so well, I think it was meant to be in my wet cunt.” Chris' breathing started picking up, you could feel him twitching in you. “You going to cum chris? You're going to cum in me?” you went faster and chris came in you with a loud moan after a brief silence. You came with a whimpered at his moan. You feel slack against his chest and rode him slowly through your highs. Chris wrapped one of his arms around your waist and the other pushed your hair from your sweaty forehead. You looked up at him stopping your lips when you stopped fluttering around him. “I've been wanting to do that for so long.” you said, rubbing your thumb over his cheek bone. Chris held your waist, “me too. I’m so happy you forgot to bring your sleeping bag.” you giggled softly, “me too.” you smiled before kissing him passionately.

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Title: would you come home

Warnings: mentions of drugs and suicide attempt

Prompt: please come home, this doesn't feel right

TK walked into the house, kicking off his shoes, his eyes searching for Carlos. He needed to see him, especially after what happened today. A noise from the bedroom alerted TK to Carlos' whereabouts. He all but ran into the room wanting nothing more than to be wrapped in his boyfriends arms.

"Hi babe!" TK said but Carlos didn't turn around to face him. He knew something was wrong so he tentatively reached a hand out placing it gently on his boyfriends arm, tugging gently to get him to turn. When their eyes, met TK almost crumbled to the ground. Carlos' eyes were bright with unshed tears, his face twisted into a picture of hurt and betrayal.

"Baby wha...." TK tried to ask,his voice breaking.

Carlos scoffed and moved away from TK.

"Like you would care even if I told you..." Carlos replied, his voice laced with pain.

TK looked at him, stunned.

"Why wouldn't I care 'Los?", he asked confused.

"NO, you DON'T GET to call me that any more!" Carlos screamed.

TK flinched back, Carlos never yelled but especially at him. TK saw the flash of guilt in the other man's eyes but it was gone in an instant.Carlos continued his voice quieter and smaller

"I.....I......" his voice quivering, he cleared his throat and continued. "I came to visit you at work today..." Carlos glanced up, his watery eyes locking with TK's. The tears started falling as he continued "You already had a visitor when I got there, I waited a moment so I didn't interrupt you..."

Tk stepped forward hands reached out towards his boyfriend but Carlos moved away from him.

"Don't..." he whispered.

Tk dropped his hands, looked at Carlos and nodded a promise that he wouldn't touch him.

"I stood there, Ty... and I saw this man reach out and..." Carlos' eyes close at the memory as more tears slip down his face. "He kissed you Ty...." He said, his voice barely above a whisper.

TK let out a shuddering breath and looked down as he said, "You saw that."

A sob caused TK to look back up.

"Your not even going to deny it!?" Carlos screamed.

"No, because that guy you saw was Alex, my ex." Tk answered. "Thing's didn't work out with the guy he cheated with..." By this time tears were streaming down TK's face as he continued, "He tracked me down because he wanted to tell me how he wanted to get back together."

Carlos couldn't believe what he was hearing, what kind of guy would wait until their boyfriend was proposing to announce they were in love with someone else? Then show up months later and try to get back together!

TK continued, "I told him though, I had this boyfriend who i was madly in love with."

Carlos' head snapped up, brown eyes locked with green and he took a shuddering breath. TK had just said he was in love with him... they'd never said that to each other before... Carlos had wanted to but he didn't want to make TK feel obligated. Carlos opened his mouth to reply but TK held up his hand.

"I thought that after everything we've been through, as hard as I've been trying to show you these last few months how much I love you..." He took a deep breath and pushed on, " I guess I failed at that though but for you to believe I could ever cheat on you 'Los..." he shook his head as he remembered what Carlos said earlier. " I'm sorry forgot I'm not allowed to call you that anymore, Carlos." he corrected himself.

"Ty." was the whispered response from the other man but TK wasn't finished yet.

"If you would have seen the rest of what happened today, we wouldn't be having this fight." TK wasn't wrong, as soon as Carlos saw the man's lips on TK's, he all but ran home. "I pushed him away and then I decked him." TK said as he held his hand out so Carlos could see the scrapes. Seeing TK's hand shaking, Carlos wanted nothing more than to take it into his own but before he could reach for it, TK lowered it back down to his side. "After I punched him, that's when the panic attack happened. I just knew that the cops would be called and you would find everything out before I had the chance to tell you..." TK fell silent for a moment, trying to calm his racing heart .He needed to tell Carlos everything that happened so he solidered on. "Paul came out of no where and made Alex leave, he and Marjan were so worried about my panic attack that they wanted to take me the ER. I told them there was only one thing I needed." TK smiles for the first time that night. "You wanna know what I did to calm myself down?" TK asked. He didn't wait for an answer. "I called you and had a stupid conversation about decorating this place together. I didn't even let you talk, I would have realized something was wrong if I had!" Throwing his hands up he let out a broken sob as he said, "I did it! I showed you how screwed up I really am! I told you one day you would realize how bad I am for you!"

The walls began closing in, it was becoming harder for him to breathe, he had to get out. Pushing past Carlos, stopping barely long enough to stuff his feet in his shoes. He flung the front door open and ran, Carlos' voice fading behind him.

Almost two hours later carlos was sitting on the end of their bed, head in his hands, phone next to him. He's been dialing TK's number every twenty minutes, always getting nothing but voicemail. He sighed as he picked up his phone, scrolling through his contacts and hating what he was about to have to do. The phone rang three times before the other person picked up.

"Carlos, hey what's up?" Owen answered.

"Um.....well......we....." Carlos tried to respond, his voice cracking.

Owen tried to keep his voice calm as he spoke again, "Carlos, son, what's wrong? Is it TK?"

Taking a breath, Carlos answered, "We had a fight, a bad one, he ran out and now he's not answering my calls...I just wanted to make sure he made it home safe."

Owen took the stairs two at a time praying that he would find his son curled in a ball, crying in his bed. Instead he was met by an empty room. His heart started pounding as he relayed this information to Carlos. "How long ago did he run out?" Owen asked.

"Two hours." Carlos replied, his voice shaking.

"I'll call the rest of the team, you call him again see if he answers." Owen ordered.

"Yes sir." Carlos answered.

"Don't worry son, we'll find him." Owen wasn't sure who he was trying to convince as he hung up with Carlos and dialed Judd's number.

Carlos pressed TK's contact info and waited.

TK's phone rang again. Looking over from where he was sitting on the hotel bed, he saw the familer photo that showed up when Carlos called. He knew he should answer tell Carlos where he was, that he needed help, but he couldn't. He had failed the man he loved he looked down at the pill bottle in his hand. It was surprisingly easy to find someone selling Oxy in Texas. He popped the lid open and emptied the bottle into his mouth.

Carlos prayed for TK to pick up the phone, he knew in his heart something wasn't right. He heard that familiar message and he felt the tears start again. "Ty baby please come home, this doesn't feel right."

Miles away as TK's phone buzzed with a new message, he laid back as his world faded to black.

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in this world full of people, there's one loving me

It started out as a normal day. TK woke up cocooned in Carlos’ arms. Seeing that his boyfriend was still asleep, he snuggled in closer and smiled as he felt arms tighten around him. Even in sleep Carlos’ need to hold on to TK was overwhelming. Opening his eyes, Carlos planted a kiss to the top of TK ’s head.

"Good morning, baby ." he rasped, voice still thick with sleep.

Tk looked up at the sound of Carlos’ voice and replied, "It's always a good morning when I wake up in your arms." He flashed his smile that always drove Carlos wild.

He leaned up and captured Carlos’ lips with his in a languid kiss.

"Can we just stay in bed and do this all day?" Carlos asked, smiling down at TK.

"As much as I would love that, we both have a shift in a few hours." TK answered back.

Carlos let his head fall back against his pillow with a dramatic sigh causing TK to giggle.

"Babe we can always lay in bed and make out tomorrow morning on our day off." TK said, placing a kiss on Carlos’ bare chest.

A shiver rolled through Carlos at the feeling of TKs lips and he said, with a pout "That's too long from now, I want to kiss my boyfriend all day right now."

TK pushed himself up and out of bed.

"I guess you’ll just have to use that as an incentive to make it back home!"

Then he laughed and made his way to the bathroom to get ready for work. He was in the shower when he felt Carlos wrap his arms around his waist and place a kiss at the nape of his neck.

"I don't need an incentive to come home to you, Ty." Carlos said quietly.

TK turned around to face Carlos and gently kissed him before saying, "Just knowing you're waiting for me is what keeps me going while on shift."

Carlos smiled, "Now if you could just stay out of danger."

Carlos didn't know then that those words would come back to haunt him.

TK rolled his eyes and turned to continue his shower. They gave each other a lingering kiss as they parted ways, both heading off to their jobs.

Tk walked into the fire house with a huge grin on his face and waved at Nancy as he walked into the locker room. Judd looked at him with a grin of his own.

"Lover boy got you in a good mood today?"

TK blushed and tried to duck his head so Judd wouldn't see.

"That's a definite yes then." Judd replied in his deep southern drawl.

"How do you know it's because of Carlos?" TK asked.

"Well unless there's a new species of giant mosquitos, I'd say that mark on your neck is proof enough."

"What!?" TK exclaimed, rushing to look in the mirror. "Oh my god I can't believe he did this, knowing i had a shift today!"

He was definitely blushing now as he looked wide eyed at Judd.

"Is it really that noticeable?" he asked.

"Nah, it's totally not,'' Judd said "unless you can't see."

He laughed as he left TK alone in the locker room. TK immediately pulled his phone out of his pocket and sent a message to Carlos,

"I can't believe you left a mark for everyone to see!"

He put his things away and walked into the kitchen when his phone dinged. Pulling it from his pocket he saw Carlos had responded. He opened the message and grinned,

"You can't believe that I left one mark? At least you don't have to hear the teasing because your chest is covered in them!".

"Hey i gotta let everyone know your mine somehow!" TK sent back.

Carlos replied seconds later, "That's why I left mine where everyone could clearly see it. You just better be glad I love you.

Carlos’ answer made him smile even wider.

"Always."

TK felt his heart flutter as he reread Carlos’ message. He was still staring at his phone when he heard his dad's voice.

"Were you talking to me?'' he asked, pocketing his phone.

"I was just commenting on how happy you looked, it's nice seeing it." Owen told his son.

TK started to reply just as the alarm bell sounded. They ran to their respective vehicles and sped off. If TK had known what was going to happen to him, he would have taken Carlos up on his offer that morning.

They arrived at the scene, piling out of the ambulance. TK immediately noticed the familiar police cruiser parked a little ways away.

"So what are we looking at?" Owen asked as Carlos walked up to the team, smiling quickly at TK.

"A couple of guys robbed a store and when they saw the cops, they bolted and tried to hole up here. I guess they thought starting a fire on the bottom floor while they hid on the second floor would deter the police."

"Criminals are really dumb…" Mateo deadpanned.

"Alright everyone, let's get to work!" Owen ordered.

"TK, you're gonna go in with Captain Strand, there may be victims that need help immediately,'' Tommy said.

"Got it, Cap!" he answered, rushing in behind his father.

Tk found one guy with minor injuries, he bent down to examine him closer but the guy panicked and shoved TK away. As he stumbled backward his foot caught on something and he fell to the ground. When he landed he felt a searing pain in his side, as he looked down to see what the source of the excruciating feeling was, he saw the man he had been trying to help run off. Groaning he began to assess his body, when he saw the huge nail protruding through his back and out his stomach, he shouted for his dad.

Owen appeared and his heart dropped instantly.

"TK! What happened!?"

"Guy panicked and shoved me. I tripped and fell and apparently landed on this board" he told his dad. "Just get me up and outside we can fix it."

Owen reached down and began trying to lift TK up but stopped when he realized that the board wasn't moving. Then he saw the reason why. A huge beam had fallen and splintered and TK had landed just right on one of the cracked pieces. Unfortunately the piece had not completely broken off the beam and was currently wedged underneath the heaviest part.

"TK, son, listen to me, ok? I'm going to have to pull you off this nail." Owen said, exasperated.

"Dad, ''TK said the word slurring a little as the pain was getting to him.

"I know son, this is going to hurt," Owen said as he began pulling TK up.

As soon as TK was completely off the board he started bleeding profusely. Owen threw him over his shoulder and ran as fast as he could. Exiting the building, he started yelling for Tommy and Nancy. They ran over with the stretcher and Owen gingerly laid his boy down as he relayed what had happened.

Carlos was by his side in an instant. He clamped his hands over his lovers wound and TK all but begged, "Carlos whatever you do, please don't look."

Carlos looked at TK, "Babe, you're hurt. I need to see."

"No, Los, it's bad. I don't want you to see it." He argued.

"We really need to get him to the hospital." Tommy stated.

"Of course." Carlos answered. "I'm coming with him."

They loaded him into the ambulance and Tommy immediately went to work.

"Ty, I know you don't want me to but Tommy can't work on it if you won't let her because you don't want me to see." he said, trying to keep his voice firm so TK couldn't hear the fear.

TK looked into his eyes and Carlos almost lost it. He could see how terrified TK was. Tears began falling from TKs eyes.

"Shhhh. " Carlos whispered as he reached down and gently moved TKs hands from where he was still holding the wound. Tommy opened his shirt and Carlos gasped at the amount of blood. The wound itself was horrible, somehow, when Owen was lifting him, the nail had torn sideways thus stretching the hole. Carlos looked away, trying to hide the tears. A weak squeeze to his hand brought him back and he looked at TK.

"Baby, I'll be ok," he said comfortingly.

Carlos wanted to believe him but with the amount of blood loss, he didn't know if it was possible for his boy to be ok. TKs eyes began drifting closed and Carlos knew enough to know he needed to stay awake. He leaned down and held TKs face as he placed a kiss on his forehead .

"Hey, Love, I know you're tired and it hurts but i need you to stay awake." Taking his hand, Carlos lifted it and held it against his chest. "Please Tyler.'' he begged.

TK tried to smile as he looked at Carlos and whispered, "I love you, Los. Please always remember that."

"Hey no, Tyler, you don't talk like that . You're gonna be fine, plus we have plans in the morning remember?".

TK barley nodded his head. "I know, Los... I know…" and then his eyes closed and no matter how much Carlos pleaded, he wouldn't open them.

They finally arrived at the hospital Tommy handed him off to the doctors, who started wheeling him back to the operating room. Carlos was still clinging to his hand when they reached the double doors and a nurse told him he had to stay behind. Nodding his head, Carlos laid TKs hand down and stood there as they wheeled his heart farther away from him and out of sight.

He turned to see the 126 crew rush in through the doors, then his knees gave out and he crumbled. He would have hit the floor but somehow Judd reached him before that happened. He clutched at Judds shirt and screamed.

"I know buddy, he's going to be ok, they'll get him back to you,'' Judd tried to soothe the man sobbing in his arms.

When Carlos was able to get a hold of himself, Judd helped him stand.

"Thank you.'' he said to Judd.

"Don't worry about it, I'd be the same way if it was my Grace.'' Judd replied.

They sat down in the waiting area, Carlos still crying quietly to himself. He had no idea how long he'd been sitting there when he heard a familiar voice next to him. He turned his head and saw Michelle, his best friend. She wasn't alone though, behind her, his parents stood together.

"I knew you would need us all." she said to him.

Carlos stood and walked to his parents wiping at his face.

"Mama, Dad." he said.

"Carlito, I'm so sorry to hear about your friend.'' his mother said to him, placing a hand on his arm.

Carlos choked back a sob at her words. He knew he had to tell them, TK was so much more than a friend...

Michelle took his hand to show her support.

"TK isn't my friend," he said, averting his gaze. "He's my boyfriend and the love of my life."

"Oh mijo!'' his mother said, pulling him into a hug.

"I'm sorry I lied to you, Mama. "He said. "I was scared how you would react, I should have told you. I hurt TK so much that day!" he rambled.

"Carlos, " his father finally said, "it's alright. We can talk about that later, right now we're going to focus on making sure TK is going to be ok."

Pulling away from his mother he reached for his father embracing him and whispering a small thank you. Gabriel patted his son on the back as he held him. They let go of each other and took a seat.

"So," Andrea spoke up, "tell us about this boy. I want to know all about the person who has stolen my son's heart."

So Carlos started at the beginning he told them about how they met, their first date, the moment he realized he was falling for TK. He talked for hours without realizing the passing of time. Just as he stopped, he saw a doctor walk in. He rose to his feet before they even walked over.

"Tyler Strands family?" the doctor inquired.

Owen joined him.

"It's TK." Carlos responded. How is he? Please tell me he's ok?"

"He made it through surgery and he should be fine. He lost a lot of blood though and we’re worried about infection since the injury happened in an abandoned building."

Carlos felt a small weight lift from his shoulders and he asked, "When can we see him? I need to see him."

"As soon as he's set up in a room, he can receive visitors but only two at a time please.' the doctor answered.

"Of course. Thank you, Doctor ." Owen said, shaking the man's hand.

As the doctor walked away, Owen turned to Carlos, "I know you want to see him but I think me and his mother should be the first ones."

"You're joking, right?!" Carlos said, his voice angry. "You want me to wait to see the most important person in my life so that the two people who have done nothing but break his heart these last few months can see him first?!"

"Son," Gabriel said, placing a hand on his shoulder, " They're his parents."

Carlos sighed, "I'm sorry...I just really need to see him but your right... His parents should be first."

He sat back in his chair, clenching his fists.

A nurse walked in and relayed that TK could now receive visitors. Owen and Gwen stepped forward and the nurse ushered them to his room.

Michelle reached over and pried Carlos’ hand open, slipping her hand into his. He looked at her and sighed. He sat back to wait for TKs parents to return.

About 30 minutes later, Gwen walked back into the waiting room and approached Carlos.

"You can go see him now. Owen wanted to stay with him but I knew how much you were hurting and needed to see him."

He gave her an affirming nod and almost ran to TKs room. He walked into the room and took a shaky breath as he saw TK. He rushed over and took his hand.

"Hey, Ty, baby I'm here now." he said.

Owen sat down on one side of the bed and Carlos sat on the other. Both men were silent as they waited for their boy to wake up.

Nearly an hour later, Carlos felt a small movement from the hand he was holding.

"Ty, are you awake? Open your eyes, baby, please." Carlos said, jumping up from the bed.

Slowly, TK peeled his eyes open and gazed at Carlos.

"Los?" he rasped.

"Shhh baby, I'm right here." Carlos said, reaching out and stroking his cheek.

Owen went to get a doctor, leaving Carlos alone with TK.

"I'm so glad you're awake." Carlos said to him. " I was so scared I was going to lose you."

TK tried to answer but his throat was dry and he couldn't speak. Carlos poured him a glass of water and helped him take a few sips.

After a moment TK spoke, " I'm sorry I scared you, Los, and of course I came back to you. My incentive was too good to pass up." he smiled when Carlos let out a small chuckle.

Owen and the doctor arrived.

"Glad to see you back with us, Mr. Strand." the doctor said. " I just have a few things to go over and then I'll leave you alone, alright?"

"That's fine.'' TK answered as the doctor began going through his checklist.

When the doctor was finished and had left the room, Owen spoke up,

"I'm going to go tell everyone the good news." He placed a hand on TKs shoulder. "I'm so glad to see you awake, son."

He left the room and TK looked at Carlos, who had been staring at him the whole time.

"Whose all here? He asked Carlos.

"The entirety of the 126, Grace, Tommy’s husband, Michelle and…" he paused, afraid of how TK would react to his parents being there. "My mom and dad are here as well" he finished.

TK looked at him, "Baby, please tell me that you didn't have to censor your feelings tonight?"

Carlos shook his head," I told them who you are to me and they actually didn't mind at all. They still want to have a conversation about why I lied but they're willing to wait."

" I'm glad." TK replied, " I hated seeing how much it was bothering you to lie to them.

" Can we talk about them later?" Carlos asked, " I need to do something right now."

TK answered, "Of course." and then Carlos’ lips were on his. TK smiled as they broke apart.

"Starting early I see." he joked.

Carlos answered by leaning in and kissing him again. Carlos rested his forehead against TKs and whispered, " I love you so much, Tiger."

TK whispered, " I love you too." and kissed Carlos on the cheek.

Carlos snuggled in next to him, when he was comfortable, he laughed and said, " The doctors are in for a surprise in the morning!" his eyes shined with love as he looked at TK.

" Yep, they're definitely gonna have their hands full!" he said laughing with Carlos.

They lay there together, just holding each other until sleep overtook them both.

67 notes • Posted 2021-03-05 00:52:14 GMT

I just wanna hug TK. I feel so bad for him.

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just a few of my favorites.

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