#I DID just wash my hair so either he likes my shampoo/conditioner or is mad it doesn’t smell like him

[quins-makeshift-menagerie]

Wakes up to Salem nuzzling the FUCK outta my hair

[lillsisamarshmallow]

Bunny Boy (3)

Chapter Summary: The day after the incident Y/n is back to working, Jimin continues to visit and even brings a friend with him. Y/n sends a surprise for the boys and invites them inside the café, what happens when they show up without Jimin?

Word count: 3.3k

Warnings: Implied Violence, Bruises, Hand marks. Let me know if I missed any!

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As the sky slowly started to light up from the rising sun, I too woke up, doona tossed and half falling of the bed and pillows scattered all over the mattress and floor.

I really need to throw some of them out. I thought to myself slowly sitting up in my comfortable bed reaching for my phone to turn off the obnoxious alarm that I dreaded every morning. Groaning I scrambled out from the twisted blankets and headed for my bathroom grabbing my towel on the way.

I was a morning person really, just after I had my shower.

The warm water jolted out of the shower head before reaching my hair, feeling the relaxing water running through my hair and on to my scalp before escaping down the rest of my body was always my favourite part of showers. Washing the shampoo out of my hair I was remined of what had happened yesterday in the alley with Jimin and his...friends? Family? I wasn't sure on who they were, but Jimin trusted them, and I trust Jimin.

They way they were all living in that small alley put me off, that was why Jimin always went through the alleys, because that's where he lived. Appling conditioner to my hair I continued to think about the events for yesterday. After I left, by the time I made it back to the café it would have been late afternoon.

How long was I out for in the alley with Jimin?

I dragged myself through the back door, fatigue plaguing me just wanting to go home and sleep and shower the dirt off me. Walking to the counter, I lean over, looking into the sink, the plates from earlier gone, washed, dried, and put away. I turn the tap on ready to wash my hands before a stern voice sounded.

"Where have you been?!"

I spun around scared out of mind only the see Seoyeon, her arms crossed over her chest, a stern look on her face holding anger, annoyance, and most of all concern. Staring back at her I didn't know what to say or do and it seemed she didn't know either.

Her eyes slightly soften realizing the state I was in, hastily she made her way over to me engulfing me in a hug before pulling back and looking over me. She stopped when she noticed my scrapped knees and hands before looking up at me, sooner than I could stop her she pulled the neck of my top down to the right spotting the forming bruise from where I had hit the ground after Namjoon had shoved me. A gasp left her mouth at the sight before she pulled it down further showing the red hand marks from Namjoon, he did not grab me hard enough to bruise but those marks would be there for a bit, maybe a few hours or even a day or two.

She raised her hand covering her mouth lightly tracing the marks before speaking. "Who did this?" The coldness in her voice scared me, I had seen Seoyeon annoyed or mad at rude customer but never had I seen her like this.

"It was just a misunderstanding." I broke my silence.

"A misunderstanding! " She scoffed. "Y/N misunderstandings are when people don't understand. Whoever did this obviously understood what they were doing."

"Really it was! It was my fault. He was just trying to-"

"He?! Y/N we must call someone, this is-"

"No! Seriously, Seoyeon I am fine, and the marks will go away in a day or two, you do not have to call anyone. Don't worry, I just fell over and landed on my shoulder." I spoke sternly hoping she would drop it before giving her a reassuring smile.

"But-, I-, Ugh fine, I'll drop it. Just so you know, whoever did this to do, I do not like them" She grumbled. "Now tell me where you were, you completely disappeared and left me to manage the shop, Nali and Haewon were great help though."

I smiled at her as I began to tell her most of what had happened leaving out exactly where the alley way itself was and a few other details.

Stepping out the bathroom I started to tidy up my bed before making my way to the kitchen grabbing something to eat before heading to work. I only had 2 a bedroom apartment in the complex despites my mother's complaints and wanting to buy me a 'Nice big house, out of the city'. I told her that I did not need such a big house for just me and wanted to buy my first place myself. So, we settled on this apartment, it was the perfect size for me and wasn't too far away from where we opened the café.

Seoyeon's parents and my parents worked in the same business and got along well, both our families would spend holidays together which naturally resulted in me and Seoyeon developing the friendship we have today.

Luckily traffic isn't too bad this early in the morning, the café had to be open early in the mornings for the breakfast rush which meant I would have to wake up extra early to make it and open shop. Arriving at the café I noticed all the lights were on, walking in I could hear the radio and the music meaning Seoyeon had arrived before me and had started setting up.

The bell chiming must have gotten Seoyeon attention as I saw her head poke out from the kitchen door a smile on her face and some flour in her hair. Stifling a laugh, I walked over to her placing my bag down on the counter joining her in the kitchen.

"What- Seoyeon how did you even manage to do this?" I giggled looking at all the flour on the bench and on the floor, not to mention the flour in her hair on her face.

"Shut up" She grumbled back at me hiding her smile.

We continued to work in the kitchen together catching up on anything that had happened to us recently, I was baking some pastries and muffins while Seoyeon was cleaning up her mess from earlier, soon enough the breakfast rush started, and we were swamped with customers.

I was in the kitchen baking some cheesecake while assembling some savory croissants to put in the display case since they tend to run out quickly, we had been busy today, so I had kind of lost track of time. Finishing the croissants, I went over to the sink to wash my hands, as I was drying them, I looked out the window only to see Jimin waiting patiently near the table.

Crap

I looked up at the time only to see my lunch break was almost an hour ago, he must have been waiting for me. It seemed Jimin had giving up on waiting as I saw him frown before turning around and start walking away, quickly finishing drying my hands I run out the door yelling.

Jimin turned around at the sound of my voice a grin forming on his face, I walked closer to him and he to me.

"Sorry Jimin, we've been so busy today and I completely lost track of time." Stumbling over my words and rushing them out I explained to Jimin why I was not out here. "Here come inside I'll only be a minute or two."

Before I could think or Jimin could respond I dragged him inside the kitchen with me, letting go of his hand once we were inside, I hastily walked over to the oven opening it and checking the cheesecake, seeing as it was ready, I reached in and pulled it out, setting it on to one of our cooling racks.

Dusting the fake dust off my hands, I start moving the croissants on to a tray to escort them out into the display turning around I remembered Jimin was here, just standing in the middle of the room awkwardly, I pulled over a spare chair for him letting him know I'll just be a minute.

I walked out the front behind the counter where Seoyeon was serving the customers, I placed the tray on top of the display while I opened it and pulled out the board for croissants this caught Seoyeon's attention as I saw her look over to me.

"Y/N you're a life saver, I've had like 12 customers asking for some savory croissants." Seoyeon expressed her gratitude as I started placing the croissants into the display. When I finished I smiled back up at her before heading back into the kitchen where Jimin was sitting on the chair I had got him, he moved it over the bench where I had previously been making the croissants.

I walked over to Jimin apologizing again before heading over to the cooling rack and getting some muffins I had baked earlier and some croissants I had set aside. I tuned back to Jimin "Is there anything specific you'd like?" He looked confused at first before standing up and walking over to me.

"Whatever you choose is okay, I don't mind" He spoke softly, I could tell he was saying that as to not come across as wanting more food.

"Please Jimin, we've got muffins, croissants, biscuits, wraps, whatever you like I promise it's okay." I said gesturing to all the food we have. "I can get you something from out the front too."

Jimin looked over to the front, so I walked over to the door opening it, he didn't seem to want to walk through the door and was staying out of sight from the customers. I bent down at the back of the display showing him all the different labels of foods.

Jimin point at the seasoned pork sandwich which I happily grabbed out of the display case, standing back up again heading into the kitchen before Seoyeon called out for me.

"Y/N could you please grab the next customer?" I mouthed for Jimin to give me a second placing the food on the bench while taking the customer's order. Just as I finished handing him his order, I heard a crash and a squeal from the kitchen.

Oh no, Jimin!

Excusing myself from the customer I ran to back only to find both Jimin and Seoyeon on the floor clearly having run into each other, there were a few bottles rolling about on the floor, Seoyeon was probably restocking the fridge.

I bent down and helped Seoyeon up before making my way over to Jimin and helping him up as well asking if they were both okay on the way. Jimin immediately started apologizing to Seoyeon and tried picking up all the bottles, he put all the bottles on the counter before looking back at Seoyeon then me.

"Seoyeon, this is Jimin. Jimin, this is Seoyeon" I introduced them both. "Sorry Seoyeon, I was just getting us some lunch."

"It's nice to meet you Jimin."

"U-uh, You too."

"Sorry about running into you Jimin, I wasn't looking." Seoyeon smiled. "Anyways, I have to fill up this fridge and then get back to serving the customers, it was nice meeting you."

Seoyeon picked up the bottles smiling at Jimin before heading over to the fridge, I quickly raced out apologizing to the customer and giving him his change before grabbing the food and going back into the kitchen. I grabbed Jimin hand as we went out the back to the table and sitting down, I passed Jimin his sandwich.

As we ate, I apologized to Jimin for what happened in the store before we caught up and just chatted for the rest of lunch.

After we finished lunch, I told Jimin to wait while I went back inside, walking over to the far bench I got a small basket that I had prepacked with sandwiches, muffins, croissants, and a handful of biscuits, making sure there were 7 savory and 7 sweet foods plus some extra biscuits.

Prancing back outside I happily handed Jimin the basket, at first, he tried to open but I told him not to open it and wait until he got back, sceptically Jimin looked at me but kept the basket anyway. I knew if Jimin found out what was in that basket before he left, he would not have taken it. I smiled waving goodbye to Jimin wishing him a good rest of his day, before heading back inside the shop just as Nali and Haewon showed up for their shifts.

I wasn't sure how Jimin and his pack would react to the food, but I hoped they would except it.

As Jimin arrived back at the alley the other boys were all sitting round on the ground or couch. "I'm back guys." Jimin announced. All the boys looked up at him hoping he brought back some food like usual but seeing the small basket rather than the regular food bandana was odd.

"Did Y/n give you food today?" Jungkook questioned hopefully looking at the basket and Jimin, Jin elbowed him in the side for asking.

Jimin walked over towards the middle on the group placing down the basket and sitting down. "I'm not sure, she told me not to look inside until I got back." This peaked the leader's interest as he came over to Jimin and the basket standing up next to Jimin, some of the others also moved closer to see the basket.

Jimin slowly peeled back the covering on the basket, gasping at what was inside, he slowly put in hand in the basket and pulled up a beef sandwich. "It’s full of food." He whispered in disbelief.

"She wouldn't."

"She did."

All the other members also looked in the bag gasping before pulling out more sandwiches, wraps, croissants, and muffins.

"Oh my, this-this is amazing."

Tears began to pool in some of the hybrid's eyes, never experiencing such kindness especially from a human, this food would keep them going, not having had a meal in who knows how long.

"Why would she do this...?"

The pack handed out and sorted through the food, exchanging with each other for what they preferred before digging in, feeling well fed and full for the first time in a long time.

Jimin's visits continued every day, some days when I was running late, he'd come wait inside sharing greetings with Seoyeon while I finished working before heading out for lunch. I would always send Jimin home with enough food for himself and his six other friends whom I'd recently learnt were in his pack, not that I'd seen any of them since that day, occasionally along with the food I'd put a small sticky note in the basket and some drinks. The café had been super busy recently so most days Jimin would stay inside with me while I finished up and he was more than welcome to, despite the number of times me and Seoyeon had told him that he can just come in he always knocked on the door and waited for us to open it.

Today didn't seem much different than the rest, once again the café was busy, not so bad we needed to call someone in to help but enough to keep us busy with little down time. We currently had a special menu item on which was proving to be extremely popular, so much so that I contemplated added it to the new menu permanently.

But due to the popularity that meant I spent most of my day making more of it in the kitchen. Eventually a knock sound at the door, knowing who it was I quickly put down what I was doing and made my way over to the door. Opening the door, I started welcoming Jimin without really paying attention until I realized it wasn't just Jimin.

"Hey Jimin, sorry we're swamped today. New item on the menu and-" Finally looking at Jimin I realized that behind him stood Jungkook the bunny hybrid from his pack.

"Oh, Hi Jungkook." I said slightly confused.

"I hope it's okay I brought him Y/n, He wanted to see you again." Jimin confessed looking behind him when talking about Jungkook who just coyly grinned showing off his bunny like teeth.

"Yeah, of course that's okay." I let him know before stepping aside welcoming them in. "Come on in guys, I'm just making something."

They followed in behind me as I walked over to the stove stirring the mix to stop it from burning. I could hear behind me chairs moving so Jimin and Jungkook must have taken a seat on the spare chairs we have in the kitchen. Turning to the table I went back to what I was doing before they'd both arrived, grabbing the knife I began to cut the strawberry pie in to the appropriate sizes then moving it to separate them.

I went over the fridge grabbing out the whipped cream bag and fresh strawberries putting them down next to the pie and grabbing the chocolate piping bag from the stove. Drizzling the white chocolate over the pies making sure to miss two at the end, I then piped some cream onto each one, topping it off with a fresh strawberry.

Moving them all onto a tray I left three behind before heading out the front smiling at the boys on the way, pushing through the door into the front I put the pies into the display before heading back to the kitchen. I plated the pies that I left over, grabbing some forks, a banana milk and some juice and then I joined the boys, giving them the food and drink.

Sighing as I sat down finally off my feet, I looked to see Jungkook questionably only look at Jimin as if asking permission before Jimin nodded and Jungkook started eating and Jimin followed shortly. We sat in silence for a bit before Jungkook spoke up.

"This is really good! Thank you." He gushed over the pie.

"You're welcome, I'm so happy you like it. It's proving to be pretty popular, I might need to add it to the permanent menu." I beamed back at him.

"Do you think you could pack more of those really good carrot and apple muffins please? They are my favourite." Jungkook said with a large smile on his face before it twisted into pain and annoyance as Jimin had jabbed him in the ribs before looking at me apologetically. I returned Jungkook previous smile saying, "Of course I can."

"Actually, we are closing soon, if you guys want to wait around you can choose whatever you'd like, I feel bad that I never asked you guys and just kind of chose an assortment and stuck with it." I said sheepishly towards the end.

I saw Jungkook's eyes light up at what I had said, an unspoken agreement between us passed as we finished our drinks and pies waiting for shop to close.

Having Jungkook join me and Jimin for lunch had become a regular thing, he didn't come every day, but he came often. So, it was no surprise when I opened the door to see the bunny hybrid whom I'd grow accustomed to but what was surprising was the worrisome look on his face and the lack of a certain dog hybrid who hadn't missed a lunch in weeks.

"Hey Jungkook, I-" My eyes passed over his head to see the white tops of a pair of fluffy orange ears. "Hoseok? Wait where's Jimin?"

Seeing how distressed they looked I began to worry what was wrong, but I didn't have much time to think before Jungkook spoke.

"We need your help."

A/n: Hello everyone, hope you all having a great day and if not, I hope this made you feel better! I don’t have much of a lore/plan for this book I’m just writing as it comes to me, also I'm trying out some new line break art which i made myself. Have a nice day & Thankyou all for reading! 💜

[taestefully-in-luv]

Always You | JJK (Drabble#3)

Summary: You have yet to tell Jungkook your big news and he might not take it so well.

Pairing: Always You!Jungkook x female reader

Genre: Angst!!! Smut!!! And fluff too hehe

Word count: 7.3k (I am SO sorry)

Warnings: sad Jungkook, jealous oc, panic attack, oral (male and female receiving), fingering, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, multiple positions, cum eating, scratching, marking, overstimulation, mentions of anal (sorry if I forgot any)

Notes: sorry this is long for a drabble! I actually managed to get it down to 7k wooo. Also pls don’t be that mad at oc:) hehe. Make sure to send an ask if you want to chat:) ily guys

Taglist: @seagulljk

© taestefully-in-luv

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The record shop is busier than usual this evening…Yoongi has tried his best to stop by yours and Taehyung’s table to chat but another customer keeps walking in one after the other. You chuckle, waving him off, telling him to work.

“And Jungkook doesn’t know?” Taehyung frowns at you, “Like, this is huge y/n. And you haven’t told him?”

“Not yet, at least.” You admit, bringing your coffee mug to your lips. “I’m going to have to eventually though right…”

“Who else doesn’t know?”

“Everyone knows actually.”

“Oh girl, that’s not good.”

“What do you mean?” you bring the coffee mug back to the table, your fingers strumming the side of the mug.

“You’re telling me he is the last to know? That’s just…not going to sit right with him and you know that.”

Fuck, he’s right. Jungkook is your best friend, your boyfriend, the man you live with, the man you love…and he has no idea you’re about to move to another country. You got accepted to work in Japan for a year and you could not be more excited. But there’s this huge weight on your entire body, the weight equal to one man.

“I know, shit, but I just can’t. He’s going to act so supportive but I know how disappointed he will be. I mean, we just started living together recently you know? Our relationship is going so nicely and I don’t want to ruin that.” You rant, a frown pulling down your lips.

“I finally finished with my last customer.” You hear Yoongi walk up to your little corner of the record shop. “What are we talking about?” he pulls up his chair and sits down.

“y/n still hasn’t told Jungkook about Japan.”

“Still?” Yoongi looks disappointed to say the least. “y/n…”

“Guys, I know!” you throw your hands up, “I’m fucking up.”

“Wait, do the others know that Jungkook doesn’t know?”

“I didn’t necessarily announce that it’s a secret…” you bite your bottom lip, worry filling your body, “And he’s with Jin, Namjoon and Hobi tonight.”

“You should text them and tell them.”

“But it’s not the first time he’s hanging around them since I told them…so maybe I just don’t come up in conversation?” you respond hopefully.

“Yeah, not likely. Jungkook always finds a way to talk about you.” Tae grumbles. “Trust us, we would know.”

“Yeah, he’s right.” Yoongi agrees, “Listen, you need to tell him before he finds out from someone else.”

“I’ll tell him…” you pick up your mug and take a sip, “Tonight.”

~~~~~~

Your apartment is dark and there’s no sign of life—Jungkook must still be out with the guys. You sigh in relief because although you said you would tell him tonight you are already chickening out. You know, you know. A cowards move. But honestly, it’s hard!

Right as you think you’re in the clear, you hear the front door opening from behind you. Jungkook is whistling some tune as he walks in and he lights up when he sees you.

“Baby.” He sings out, walking closer to you. “Hi.” He says before leaning down and pecking your lips.

“Hi, how was your night?” you ask as you slip off your shoes and head towards the bedroom.

“It was nice.” Jungkook continues to whistle, “How was yours? How are Tae and Yoongi? Anything new?”

“No, just the usual.” You shimmy out of your pants and slip off your shirt, leaving you in some panties and a bralette. You walk out of your room and into the bathroom to turn on the shower. The water is cold but is quickly heating up as you turn the knob, you enjoy how hot it’s getting.

“Should I join you?” You hear Jungkook say from behind you. He snakes his arms around your waist and kisses your neck.

“If you want babe.”

“I want you to want me to.” He pouts, “So, I’ll ask again…should I join you?”

You can’t help but giggle, turning around in his grasp and pulling at his shirt.

“Yes, please.” You say as he lifts his arms up for you to lift his shirt off. You eye your boyfriend over, his muscles look so strong and honestly? Did they get bigger? He has been hitting the gym more. His tattoos cover one of his arms and it’s such a sexy sight. You trace your fingers over his body art and he smiles down at you.

“Like what you see?”

“You know I do.” You breathe out and he reaches behind you and unclasps your bra.

“I like what I see too.” He says as your breasts are freed. “God, I love your tits.”

“The water is probably ready.” You smirk, sliding your panties down. Jungkook’s eyes follow your movement, he watches as the panties get dragged down leg by leg.

“Then let’s get in.” He’s taking off his own pants and boxers in one go, leaving him completely naked for you.

The two of you step in the shower, letting the hot water wash over your entire bodies. He lets you go under first as he squirts some shampoo in his palm.

“C’mere.” He commands. You step out from under the water and he massages the shampoo into your scalp, creating a bubbly mess. Then you go back under to rinse, this continues for the conditioner as well and then he’s soon washing your body with body wash, making sure he gets every corner and crevice of your body. Then you do the same for him, he loves when you wash his hair, your nails scratching at his scalp has him groaning.

“Missed you tonight.” He says quietly, “You missed me?”

“When am I not missing you?” you lean up to kiss him. He doesn’t let you lean away though as he leans in further to kiss you deeper. The water dribbles down your faces as you two have your lips moving quickly against one another. He nips at your bottom lip before his tongue tangles with yours, you moan into his mouth and he swallows it.

“Gonna fuck you?” he asks impatiently. His hard cock slipping between your folds as he grinds into you.

“Yes.” You respond breathlessly. “Yes.”

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You slip on one of Jungkook’s t shirts and a fresh pair of panties and slide into bed. You find yourself in your boyfriends strong, warm arms. You lay your head down on his chest and listen to his heart beat. It’s racing. Why?

“Jungkook—”

“So anything new?” Jungkook cuts you off, his heart doing a million things.

You’re quiet for a few moments before you speak up again.

“Nope.”

You hear Jungkook sigh out heavily…then he’s moving from beneath you and getting up to turn on the lamp.

“You sure?”

“I’m sure?” You sit up on your elbows, confusion drawn on your face.

“y/n…” you hear him softly warn, “I’m giving you a chance to tell me.”

“Tell you what? I have nothing to tell you?”

That’s the moment you think you can physically see Jungkook’s heart break in his chest. His face falls dramatically as a frown takes over.

“Nothing at all?” he asks quietly and that’s when you know. He knows.

“What are you talking about, Jungkook?” you decide to say instead of the truth and his face twists into a look of disappointment.

“Were you ever going to tell me?” he looks down at his hands, “That you are apparently fucking moving? To japan?”

You feel yourself go pale.

“I—”

“I have known for a few weeks.” Jungkook admits, “I’ve been giving you time to tell me but it came up again tonight…and I just couldn’t wait anymore. But it seems like you were never going to tell me.” He grits out. “Were you?” His voice is pleading now. “y/n, were you just going to leave without saying anything?”

“What? No! Of course not!” you rush to say, “I just—”

“And you told literally everyone else except for me. Why am I the last to know? Shouldn’t I have been the first person you told? Didn’t you want to like, discuss it with me first? Or did you just make the decision immediately that you’re moving there without even considering me?” he sounds so pained, like speaking isn’t something he excels at.

“Jungkook, what do you mean discuss it with you? It’s my decision,”

He looks at you incredulously, his eyes wetting with tears.

“Of course its your decision at the end of the day but we should still have discussed it! We live together, we are planning a future together!” he cries out. “Or were you going to break up with me?”

“What?! Jungkook no—”

“Maybe that would be for the best, you can’t even tell me something like this—”

“Jungkook stop.” You feel your eyes gloss over, and a few tears slide down your face. “Don’t even talk about breaking up.”

“Why not?” He spits out, “You don’t even tell me shit or consider me in the big things in your life.”

“That’s not true…” you cry. “I was just scared. I thought you would be more supportive…”

“The problem isn’t Japan, y/n.” Jungkook states. “It’s the fact that you couldn’t even tell me about it or discuss it with me. We can make this work but you didn’t even give me a chance to try.” Tears prick his eyes as he speaks and you feel yourself go numb. You fucked up, you should have told him…but you don’t think either way would have been easy.

“I’m sleeping on the couch tonight.”

“Wait! No…” you grab for his hand and he exhales deeply.

“Let go of me, y/n.”

“No.” you say, your stubbornness taking over. “No.”

“Why not?” he asks, using his other hand to wipe at his face.

“I love you Jungkook, and I’m sorry.”

“I love you too, y/n. But I’m mad.” He says, tugging his hand away from you. “I need some space.”

~~~~~

“Space?” Jimin asks with a frown, “Don’t you leave in like a month? Isn’t space the last thing you guys should have?”

“You’d think so. But it’s been 5 days Jimin.” You take a swig of your beer and wince at the bitter flavor. “He’s pissed.”

“And he has every right to be, babe.” Jimin points out, “Full offense but you fucked up.”

“I know…” you tug on your hair, “Last time I gave him space he didn’t talk to me for three months…” you say, worry laced in your voice. “How do I know he won’t disappear on me again?” you choke out, “That would fucking crush me. I need to talk to him.”

“I know where he’s at tonight.” Jimin admits softly, “Should we go?”

You nod your head as Jimin stands up and grabs his keys, he walks towards the front door and glances over at you.

“Coming?”

“Yes.”

You and Jimin pull up to some bar downtown, it’s in a shadier part of town and you wonder how Jungkook ended up in a place like this. You guys get inside and see Jungkook and Taehyung sitting at the bar with 3 girls surrounding them. You can’t help the way your chest tightens at the sight. Jimin looks over at you and offers you a soft smile.

“They come here to talk to girls?” you bitterly question.

“Does it look like Jungkook is even sparing one of them a glance? He just came with Tae.” Jimin defends and you roll your eyes, you still can’t help but feel irritated.

Jungkook sits here at the bar with a whiskey, taking sip after sip. He looks tired to say the least, he looks plain tired. He doesn’t even notice you coming up to them, he just takes another sip of his drink.

“Why doesn’t your friend talk?” One of the girls slurs out, “I want to talk to him.”

“Oh him?” Taehyung points at Jungkook, “He has a….y/n.” his eyes widen when he spots you.

“A y/n?” the girl asks, clearly confused.

“Yes, a me.” You say harshly, “His girlfriend.”

Jungkook hears your voice and sighs out, setting his drink down. He slowly turns in his bar stool to face you, his tired face becoming even more tired.

“What are you doing here?” he slurs out. “I said I needed space.”

“So you two are broken up then?” the girl asks, “Don’t call yourself his girlfriend—”

“She is my girlfriend.” Jungkook rolls his eyes, “I just needed some time to think.”

“Oh? With all these girls around?” you spit out. “This what you do when you need space?” You place your hands on your hips. “Talk to other girls?”

Jungkook looks at you like you’ve lost your mind, he shakes his head with a frown,

“Does it look like I’m talking to them?” he asks you, incredulously.

“It’s been 5 days Jungkook, how much space do you need? Need another three months?” he hears your voice crack as you speak and he feels himself deflate.

“Baby, I wouldn’t—”

“You wouldn’t do that?” You ask, tears pricking the corners of your eyes, “You’ve done it before.”

Jungkook stands from his bar stool and walks towards you, grabs your hand and leads you outside.

“Let’s go home.” He says softly, “We can talk.”

Jungkook pulls out his phone and orders an uber. The ride gets here within 5 minutes…you two stay silent the whole ride over to your apartment.

Once the uber pulls up to your apartment, Jungkook takes your hand and interlocks your fingers as you two exit the vehicle.

The walk up to the apartment is only a couple minutes, those are silent as well. He keeps his tight grip on your hand though, never letting go.

“We’re home.” Jungkook whispers when you two get inside. “We should drink some water.”

You nod your head in agreeance, heading towards the kitchen. Jungkook follows behind you, he watches your figure as you stumble forward. He exhales a deep, deep breath and rolls his eyes. You’re a little more tipsy than he first thought and he thought he was sort of drunk.

“y/n…maybe we should just get some sleep…”

“No, you said we were going to talk!” You yell out over your shoulder as you reach for two glasses for water. You grab the pitcher from the fridge and pour you and Jungkook a glass. He comes up behind you, and takes a glass and begins drinking it back slowly.

“I still think we should sleep on it tonight—”

“Oh? You on the couch? And me alone in the room?” you spit out, “That’s how we’re going to ‘sleep’ on it?”

“Alright, you obviously want to talk—”

“Yeah, no fucking shit.”

“Hey…” Jungkook winces, “You don’t have to cuss at me.” He says softly, “Let’s just talk.”

“How long were you going to go without talking to me, hm?”

“Maybe as long as you didn’t tell me about Japan?” Jungkook snaps. He doesn’t mean to snap, of course. But he’s starting to become frustrated. You look at him with shocked eyes, feeling guilty all of the sudden. Maybe you deserved that.

“Jungkook I said I’m sorry—”

“Maybe sorry isn’t good enough.” He grits out, “You kept something so important from me, and didn’t even think it was something we should discuss together. As a couple…as a team.”

You breathe out, trying to calm yourself, the guilt beginning to eat you alive. As a team?

“I was serious…” he begins, his chest starting to heave. “We can make it work if you’re wanting to go abroad. But y/n you have to actually tell me so we can seriously discuss it.” His pained expression feels like a stab to the gut. “Because I won’t lie to you…this isn’t going to be easy for me. I’m so…” he chokes up, “I’m so attached to you.” He finishes with a hard gulp. His eyes stinging with tears, “I’m so in love with you that I don’t know how I can physically be without you.”

“Jungkook…” you stand here with your own tears threatening to fall. “You can be without—”

“No!” he cries out, “I don’t think so.”

“You’re stronger than you think, baby.” You walk closer to him and he falls forward into your arms, you catch him and try your best to hold him up as he starting sobbing into your neck.

“N-No.” he chokes on his sobs, “P-Please don’t-please don’t…don’t leave me.” He manages to cry out between harsh breaths. “I need you.”

Your heart cracks and breaks into maybe tens of millions of pieces, then those pieces manage to get even more crushed. So, this wasn’t just about you not telling him…this goes deeper than that.

“Baby, I’m not leaving you. I would never leave you. I’m yours forever.” You remind him softly, caressing his back as he continues to weep. “We would make plans to see each other every few months, remember?”

“You—you want to l-leave me.” He cries harder into your shoulder making you screw your eyes shut so your own tears don’t spill over.

“Baby that’s not—”

“Why am I never good enough to make the people I love stay?” he whispers, his quiet sobs taking a toll on his tired body. Your eyes go wide at his comment…this is much, much deeper than you thought.

“Jungkook…” you whisper his name over and over, trying to calm him. Your hand massages his scalp and he continues to cry.

You don’t know what to say at this point…you don’t think any words you can say will work…will comfort him. Only ‘okay I won’t go’ but you can’t…you can’t say that. Because it would be a lie. You’ve already made your decision and that’s that you are going. You’ve already accepted and made the arrangements to fly out, you’ve already been placed in an apartment, everything is already done. And yes, you feel bad. Awful actually but this is something you really want to do, for you. You want this, you need this. And you hope Jungkook will become more understanding. You know he will…he’s just drunk and emotional right now. But you can tell these are his real feelings.

“Do you still love me?” Jungkook chokes out and your face twists into a frown. This is it, you finally cry. His unsureness breaks you.

“What are you talking about?” you let a few tears stream down your face, “I love you more than anything, anyone.” You hug him tighter, your arms becoming sore from how hard you’re holding on to him.

“Then don’t leave.” He begs into your neck and you fall to your knees, bringing him down with you. You feel so fucking conflicted.

“Baby.” You cry out, “Please understand.”

Jungkook shakes as he cries, like he’s beginning to hyperventilate. He tries to speak but only harsh, quick breaths leave his open mouth. He brings his head back and he looks at you panicked, like he can’t breathe.

“Okay, calm down, calm down.” You whisper, rubbing his back. “Breathe, my love. Breathe.”

Jungkook shuts his eyes and shakes his head, he is struggling to find that breath. He continues to breathe out quickly, panic rising.

“In and out, in and out.” You continue to rub his back, “I’m here my love, I’m here.”

Jungkook tries his hardest to take a deep breath but it’s so hard, so fucking hard. He opens his eyes and they scream for you, they are wide and pleading and you feel so fucking heartbroken.

“Come on, in and out…that’s it Jungkook. In and out.” He follows your instructions, trying his best to breathe in and out as steadily as possible. He finally manages to calm down only for him to break down even more…he closes his eyes and starts crying harder this time.

“Jungkook.” Your voice cracks, “Please calm down.” You feel yourself becoming more and more anxious as well.

“I love you, I love you, I love you.” You whisper out over and over until he’s quieting down. You don’t stop though, you continue to repeat the words until his breathing sounds stable again. You don’t stop caressing his back either, you just continue to do what you can to comfort him.

“I know you do.” Jungkook finally whimpers out. “I know you do. I’m sorry.” He sniffles into your neck. “I’m sorry.” His voice breaks and you squeeze your eyes shut.

“Don’t be sorry baby, you have nothing to be sorry for.”

“No, I do.” He says a little more calmly. “I shouldn’t try to make you stay. If you want to go…then that’s what you want and I want to be nothing be supportive of what you want.”

“It’s not because I don’t want to be with you Jungkook. I wish you could just quit your job and come with me, to be honest. But I know I can’t ask you to do that.” You rub his back some more. Jungkook lifts himself off your shoulder and looks into your eyes.

“I know.” He sighs out, “I know. It’s just…it’s just for a year, right?” his big doe eyes bore into yours.

“Just a year babe.” You promise, “And I will see you every few months, and we will talk every day.”

Jungkook nods his head and tries to smile for you but it’s tense and strained and you frown again.

“It’ll be fun when you come to visit me…” you try to lighten the mood. “Imagine all the food we will try and all the sights we will see.”

“Yeah.” Jungkook tries smiling again, this time it’s a little more relaxed.

“And all the sex we will have in a different country?” you playfully wiggle your brows and Jungkook laughs while sniffling.

“I will kiss you in every famous spot in Japan.” Jungkook offers, “And we’re going to take a million pictures. And you will video chat with me every single day, right?”

“Every single day.” You repeat, “And you won’t be alone,” you remind him, “You have the guys, our friends. They’re just as much as family…”

“Yeah, I know.” He sniffles again, “I know.”

“I really am sorry for not telling you first…I was just so scared…I knew you would be disappointed…”

“Baby, I’m not like, entirely disappointed. I am also really happy for you. I’m just a bit sad for selfish reasons.” He admits. “I got so emotional…”

“You don’t think I would ever leave you, right? That you are 100% good enough. You are the love of my life, Jungkook.”

“I’m happy to hear you say that.” He sighs out. “I’m sorry for what I said…I was just…” he begins to get choked up again and you immediately caress his cheek.

“I know. You don’t have to explain…” you whisper. “We’re going to be okay.”

“More than okay.” He smiles at you with his brows pulled together. “Right?”

“Right.” You lean in and your lips meet his. You kiss him over a few times, and he lazily kisses you back.

“Let’s go to bed?” you begin to stand up, taking Jungkook’s heavy body with you.

“Okie.” He nods his head and follows you into the bedroom. “Take my clothes off for me.” He raises his arms above his head and waits patiently.

You chuckle at the sight but agree nonetheless. You walk to him and lift his shirt up, throwing it to the side. Then you are unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his pants, dragging them down his legs. He lifts one leg at a time as you slip them off…you’re dropped to your knees as you take them off his body.

“While I’m down here…maybe I could…” you play with the elastic of his briefs and he can’t help but chuckle.

“We can just go to sleep…” he offers shyly but you can see the outline of his length begin to twitch.

“I just want you to feel good…” you begin pulling the briefs down slowly, his half hard cock making an appearance.

“You always make me feel good.” He admits between a rough breath.

“Good.”

You grab onto his thick thighs and he stumbles backward until he’s gripping the desk in your room, he braces himself, staring down at you with soft eyes.

“Wanna make my baby feel so good.” You say, inching your face closer to his growing member. You haven’t even touched him yet and his cock is twitching uncontrollably. You watch as it gets harder and harder.

“Then make me feel good.” He breathes out, the desperation in his voice doesn’t go unnoticed by you.

You finally walk your fingers up his thigh until you’re softly stroking his dick. Your fingers lightly gliding up his growing length. He softly moans out, but he isn’t really, truly whining until you grip his cock and squeeze his head lightly.

“Fuck.” He sighs out, his hands going to your hair. “Love your touch, baby.”

“How about my mouth? Do you love that too?” you ask, as your face gets closer and closer until he is feeling your warm breaths fan over his cock.

“Please.” He begs cutely, “Need you.”

You bring his cock to your lips, you circle his cock over your mouth, your chin, your nose, all over your face. He groans at the view you are giving him, his tip beginning to leak precum. You dart your tongue out to lick him clean and he throws his head back.

“Please.” He begs again and you chuckle darkly.

“So needy.” You say , “Baby so needy.” You finally take his cock in your mouth, you wrap your pretty lips over the head and lightly suck making his eyes roll to the back of his head. He grips your hair tighter as you take him further into your mouth. He’s losing it. Your mouth feels like heaven, the way you lightly suck, the way your tongue drags up and down his length and swirls around the head of his dick, the way you take him further, so deep that he’s hitting the back of your throat.

You begin to bob your head up and down as you start to allow him to access all his pleasure. He groans loudly as you pick up your pace, his hands falling back down to his sides as he finds the desk again and he holds on tightly.

You take him deeper, causing you to choke on his cock and he smirks down at you.

“Having trouble there?” he asks as you continue to gag on his throbbing length, you just moan in response, the vibrations causing him to screw his eyes shut and cry out in pleasure.

You continue to suck on him for who knows how long, your jaw starting to become sore but his whines are enough for you to keep going. Your eyes wet with tears and he is in awe of the sight you allow him.

“I want to come…” he pants out, “But inside you.” He admits between harsh breaths, “But I want to enjoy this for a few more minutes…please.” He begs and you nod your head, you take your mouth off his cock and use your hand to stroke him over and over. You look up at him with your big eyes and he melts. He wants to come so bad, just not like this.

You open your mouth wide and stick your tongue out, then you take his cock and slap it over the flat of your tongue and he basically fucking loses it. You then swallow him whole again, sucking on his dick so deliciously.

“Okay, okay…” Jungkook pants out, “Let me fuck you.” He’s lifting you up by the arms and spinning your body to be up against the desk. He shoves everything to the side and on to the floor as he goes in between your legs.

“Up.” He says, helping you sit on the edge of the desk. His hands scramble to your shorts, he’s quick to unbutton them and drag the zipper down, taking them off you. Leaving you in your shirt and panties. Then he’s ripping off your shirt and bra.

“Let’s see how wet you are first.” He snickers to himself with dark eyes. His fingers rub the outside of your panties and finds them to be very damp.

“Good girl.” He pushes your panties to the side and pushes two fingers inside you immediately causing you to gasp out.

“Let me stretch you a little first.” He moves his fingers inside you as you nod your head frantically in approval. “Good girl.” He repeats and you roll your eyes to the back of your head as he begins to scissor his fingers. You wish he would keep his fingers inside you but much to your dismay he’s pulling them out and licking them clean.

“Mm.” he sucks on his fingers and winks at you. “Love this taste. My favorite flavor.” He whispers to you and you blush.

“Gonna fuck you right here, okay?”

“Please Jungkook. Need your cock so bad.”

Jungkook smirks at you before his smile turns soft and he looks at you with eyes full of adoration.

“Need me?”

“Always need you.”

Jungkook nods his head slowly as he grabs a hold of his length, he gets closer to you, his cock brushing against your clit and you close your eyes in pleasure. He rubs his cock over your clit over and over until you’re a moaning mess. He smiles at you again before lining his cock up to your entrance and slowly, very slowly pushes in. Good lord, his cock is entering you so fucking beautifully, the way he brushes against every special spot inside your tight pussy has you arching your back in pleasure.

Jungkook releases a long, harsh breath as he bottoms out, he stays still for a few moments before he’s sliding in and out of you. His thrusts are intentional, every single one has a purpose. They’re hard, fast and rough. You claw at his back, leaving long lines of pink and red down his back which only encourages him to fuck you harder. One of your hands trail up his body until you’re in his hair, you pull on the strands as your wrap your legs around his tiny waist, your heels digging into his lower back.

Jungkook lifts you from the desk and lightly slams your bodies into the wall next to the door as he continues to fuck into you. You toss your head to the side, giving Jungkook access to your neck, which he gladly accepts the invitation. He kisses you throat, and sucks into your skin. You whine at how good everything feels. Your bodies roll over the wall until you’re at the entrance of the door and Jungkook carries you over to the hallway, fucking you up against that wall as well as you scream out his name.

“Gonna fuck you on every surface of this apartment.” Jungkook promises you. “So you have a memory of a new spot every time you think of this apartment you will be reminded of how I fucked you.” Your legs begin to sliding down over his ass, and he uses his strong arms to bump you up higher, his cock never leaving your pussy.

He walks you over to the couch and lays you down on it, you’re flat against the sofa as he stays standing, fucking into you faster and harder. His cock is throbbing and aching for release but he endures it, his moans filling the room.

You try your hardest to keep your orgasm at bay, but it’s becoming so difficult as his dick is reaching that spot deep within you that has your body going tense. You try so hard you really do but before you can even warn him you feel your body electrifying with intensity as your orgasm washes over you like a huge wave of warm water. You scream, you cry, you moan out in pleasure. But Jungkook doesn’t stop, he slows down though, giving you a moment to relax.

“This isn’t over.” He warns. “I still have to fuck you from behind, still need your fucking gorgeous ass.” He’s lifting your weak body up and momentarily taking his cock out of you to walk you to the kitchen, his hands make their way into your hair and he guides you to bend over the counter. It’s cold against your breasts and you shiver.

“Spread your cheeks for me baby, give me that view.”

You are still out of breath from your orgasm but you listen to him, you reach behind you and spread your ass apart to show him your used pussy.

“Fucking beautiful. So wet.” He groans. “One of these days you’re going to let me fuck this ass aren’t you?”

Your eyes widen but you nod your head frantically, already loving the idea.

“Words baby.”

“Yes.” You moan out as you feel his cock being shoved back inside you, you choke on air as you feel him start thrusting again. You really fucking gasp when you feel his hand come down on your ass hard.

“Love this ass. So fucking much.” He says, panting. “Can’t wait to stick my cock in it and fuck you.” His words go straight to your pussy. God, you don’t want to come again this quickly but his cock feels so god damn good.

“Tell me you want me to fuck this ass.” He grunts.

“I want you to fuck me in the ass.”

“Next time, baby.” He promises, his thrusts still fucking you with so much purpose. He pulls you by the hair causing you to arch your back even more and he falls in love with this view. He loves your boobs, but he’s definitely an ass man. He will argue he loves both but the way your ass is pushed into his crotch right now…he could honestly lose his mind.

He lifts you up again, by the hair—mostly gently. And he now has your body pushed up against the fridge, your face being smooshed into the cold silver box. Your fingers dragging leaving prints down the fridge as he lifts one of your legs to fuck you at a better angle. You cry out, he’s hitting that spot again and you feel yourself losing all composure.

“I’m gonna come again Jungkook.” You warn him this time between your rough breaths.

“I’ll come with you. But we aren’t done.” He starts thrusting faster, the sound of his skin slapping your skin is honestly pushing you further into your orgasm. You feel the warmth travel through your whole body and you feel the band fucking snap. God, you are coming so hard, creaming around his cock as he slows down his thrusts to come into you, his breathing is so heavy as he starts to come. When he stills his hips he’s releasing a loud, low, guttural moan and you could come again just from the sound.

Jungkook starts whining uncontrollably as he starts to move his hips again, slowly grinding into yours and you wince at the pain, the overstimulation. He cries out, it’s too much for him as well but he doesn’t stop.

“Wanna keep fucking you.” He screws his eyes shut, thrusting into you slowly and carefully. He brings your body closer to his, your back flush against his chest and he walks you over to the breakfast table. He leaves your body, quickly takes his cock out of you and sits down on the chair and orders you to sit in his lap. He gestures towards his cock and smirks.

“Sit.”

“Jungkook…” your eyes slightly wet, “I can’t”

“You can and you will.”

You crawl into his lap and hover over his aching cock, he looks up at you and whimpers.

“hurry.”

You slowly sink down onto his length, the feeling so fucking euphoric. He slams his eyes shut and nods his head.

“Ride me.” He softly commands. You lift yourself up and lower back down again, this angle has you seeing fucking stars. You start to ride his cock a little faster now, slamming down on his hips and he grips your hips helping you rise and sink down on his cock.

“Fuck I am gonna come again.” He says, meeting your thrusts half way. He lifts his hips and fucks you from beneath you. He’s going feral now, losing all control. His cock is so hard, so needy, aching so badly for you, for release. You lean down and start kissing him, nibbling on his lips, nibbling on his jaw, nibbling on his neck. He cries out and thrusts into you so harshly now, you feel your high building and building. You’re going to come soon, but then you’re completely overwhelmed when you feel Jungkook’s fingers on your sensitive bundle of nerves. You scream in pleasure, yelling out his name as he fucks you. The chair threatens to screech backwards as you two fuck so roughly on it.

“I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come.” He yells out, his hot seed shooting inside you as he halts his movements. His fingers still rub your clit quickly and you are pushed over the fucking edge—again. You cry as you come. You grit your teeth as this powerful orgasm hits you. You’re so overwhelmed as your whole body shakes.

“Oh fuuuuuuuck.” You yell out and Jungkook grins at the ceiling as he tries to catch his breath.

“Holy fuck.” You pant out, “Mother of god.”

“Good?” he breathes out heavily, stroking the skin on your cheek. “felt good?”

“It was so fucking good Jungkook.” You whine, your body going week as you collapse on top of him. He’s just as tired as you are but finds the strength to lift you up and carry you to the bedroom.

He gently lays you on the edge of the bed and spreads your legs apart. He watches with focused eyes as his cum and your cum spills out of your used hole. He licks his lips and buries his head between your legs, you immediately release a high pitched moan when you feel his tongue cleaning you up.

“Jungkook I can’t.”

He only grunts as he swallows down both of your cum, you roll your eyes so far back into your head that all that is seen is the whites of your eyes.

“So good.” He whispers, lifting himself up and crawling over your body, his lips finding yours in a slow, tender kiss. You open your mouth as you moan, and he takes advantage and slips his tongue in. You can taste yourself on his tongue and you moan in satisfaction.

“We really need to shower. We’re so sweaty.” You laugh, kissing his shoulder.

“Then let’s go.” He says in your ear and you groan, not able to move.

“I can’t. I’m so fucking tired. You exhausted me.”

Jungkook looks down at you with a cocky grin. He lifts the duvet up and helps you slide underneath, then he is joining you.

“We can shower in the morning, let’s sleep.” He offers you and you smile in approval.

“Even though we’re so gross?” you ask, yawning.

“I’ll love you no matter how gross you are.”

~~~~~~

Waking up to Jungkook’s head buried between your legs has got to be one of your very favorite things. He starts with kissing up your legs, he starts at your ankles, works his way up your calves then finally he’s at your inner thighs. Kissing, nibbling on the soft skin and you mewl at the contact.

“Jungkook…I’m so sore.” You admit shyly, and he looks up at you with big, doe eyes.

“Just my tongue then.” He assures you, as his lips grow closer and closer to your pussy. You throw your head back on the pillow and wait in agony for his tongue to finally find your clit. He takes his time though…he continues to kiss your inner thighs, and caress your skin lovingly.

“I love you.” He whispers.

“I love you t—”

His tongue licks a hard, long strip over your pussy…and when he finds your clit he’s lightly sucking on it causing you to moan out. He licks it over and over, his face getting so wet with your juices and his spit. He eats you out messily, his nose bumping your clit as he licks you, then he travels up until he’s flicking his tongue over your clit quickly. It doesn’t take much for you, you hate to admit, but you feel the rise of your high. The tension growing and growing until its fucking snapping. You come all over his tongue and he smiles into your pussy, letting you ride out your high. He squeezes your thighs with his hands and leans back and watches as you have your eyes closed, and your lips apart. You quietly cry out, your face twisted in pleasure.

“That was fast.” He teases you. “Might be the fastest you’ve ever came.”

“I think I’m still sensitive from last night…” you open your eyes and stare up at him, “You were so amazing.” You tell him breathlessly.

“Me? Baby you’re the one who did amazing. Such a good girl.” He cleans his face with the back of his hand and makes his way next to you on the bed.

“I’m sorry for last night.” He sighs out, “I was…”

“It’s okay baby.”

“It’s not okay. I’m not selfish, I promise. I want you to follow your dreams, and I want to be as supportive as I can be.”

“I know.” You say softly. “You did have me worried there for a moment though…” you admit, your eyes sliding to the side. “I don’t want you to feel like I’m abandoning you, Jungkook.”

“I know…Fuck, I’m so sorry. I don’t want you to feel responsible for me.” He curses under his breath, “I think this year will be good for both of us.” He tries admitting. “I clearly have abandonment issues.” He tries laughing and you frown. “I think…I have to learn to be my myself too.”

“But Jungkook you won’t be alone, you have our friends.”

“I just mean…be without you.”

“Oh.”

“But you’ll still talk to me every day.” You try to smile but tears fill up your eyes. “We’re going to be a successful long distance relationship story.”

“Yeah,” he smiles for you and you believe in it, “We will be.”

~~~~~~

“So fucking does solve all problems.” Jimin comments playfully, taking a sip of his wine. You hit his shoulder with your fist and smile slyly.

“Something like that.”

“I’m glad you guys worked it out though…” Jimin looks at you more seriously, “I hope you learned your lesson not to keep things from him again.”

“Yes dad.” You roll your eyes. “I learned, I learned.” You throw your hands up in defeat.

“Ew, save the daddy talk for Jungkook.”

You quirk a brow at him, “I don’t call Jungkook daddy.” You laugh. “But I might if he asked me to.”

Jimin’s face twists into a look of amusement. He doesn’t even look disgusted, just proud. Classic Jimin.

“So, are you all packed?”

“Getting there.”

“You guys will be fine, you know?” Jimin looks at you with a soft, assuring smile.

“Trust me, I know.”

[mandoalorian]

Look After You [Joel Miller x F!Reader] SMUT

Summary: Joel Miller goes out of his way every single day to take care of you and protect you. So, naturally, when he joins you during your first shower in weeks, you decide it’s your turn to look after him and show him just how much you appreciate him.

Warnings: 18+ Explicit, male receiving oral, handjob, body worship, shower seggs

Word count: 1,2k

Summary: I’m still in Tumblr jail guys! The only way people will be able to see this fic is if you reblog it. As always, reblogs mean so much to me but now more than ever, I really really would appreciate them. Without reblogs, my fics are going to get ZERO reach because my blog is flagged and my works won’t show up in the tags! And reach gives me motivation. I hope you all understand and enjoy this little ficlet. I’ve been playing TLOU and phew, Joel Miller has my heart.

gif by: @hunterschafer

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It was your first shower in weeks, and there was simply no feeling comparable to the steamy hot water splashing against your skin. Your response was immediate. You wanted to cry with happiness as it washed away the extensive amount of dirt that you’d accumulated over the past month or so. The pressure was amazing too. You turned around, letting the water hit right between your shoulder blades. It felt ethereal.

You were so lost in your own thoughts, you didn’t even realise Joel had stepped in the shower and was standing behind you, watching you shamelessly as you twirled around underneath the stream of water. His big hands steadied on your hips and he squeezed at the soft flesh. You gasped at first, shocked by his presence, but your body quickly curled into his chest as he extended his strong arms and wrapped them around your torso.

“Feels good?” Joel drawled out with a light chuckle, his Southern accent thick and delicious.

You moaned out something incoherent but judging from the smile on your face and the way your eyes were closed with delight, Joel assumed you were having the time of your life. He hadn’t seen you this relaxed... ever.

“You don’t mind that I’m here?” Joel asked, not wanting to overstep any boundaries. Sure, you two had been sleeping together, but he didn’t want to intrude on your first shower in weeks. If you wanted alone time, he wouldn’t be mad at you for that. You leaned your head into the crook of his neck and pulled him under the stream of water, illustrating that you were more than happy that he was here, with you.

Your hands palmed his body as you tried to wipe away the dirt. Your fingers gently brushed against the scars he had, crossing his chest and stomach. Joel swallowed thickly as you touched him.

“I have something,” he told you, reluctantly swatting your hands away and turning around to grab a bottle of 3-in-1 shampoo, conditioner and shower gel. He presented it to you with a charming grin. A smile that could break hearts.

You couldn’t help but gasp, taking the bottle from his hands and examining it closely.

“Joel!” you exclaimed. “Did you find this in the pharmacy raid?” Joel nodded proudly. “But how?”

“It was the last bottle and it was just laying on the floor. Looked like someone must’ve dropped it and not turned back to pick it up.”

You shook your head in disbelief and laughed ecstatically, popping open the cap and squirting the teal blue liquid into the palms of your hands. It smelled like fresh mint.

“May I?” you asked Joel, curling your fingers and gesturing to his torso. He nodded his head and you began to work the soap into a foam, rubbing it into his tensed up body.

His eyes snapped shut and your hands moved like magic. You pulled him so he stood under the stream of hot, steamy water, and worked the soap into his body for a good few minutes, not wanting to miss any inch of skin. The 3-in-1 soap probably retailed at around two dollars, but this felt like the first genuine luxury you’d had in years.

Joel opened his eyes briefly, watching you as you bathed him. Your lips were curled into the most adorable smile and you were humming a sweet melody. He recognised it as the song you nursed Ellie to when she struggled to sleep.

“You’re so beautiful.” Joel admitted with a huff, and he instantly felt his cheeks blush a warm rosy colour at the admission. You were shocked too, judging by the way your eyes widened and you looked down at your feet. Neither you nor Joel ever got romantic, per se. Meaningful words of affirmation were never really Joel’s forte.

You reached up and pressed your naked body into his. He brought his hands to the curve of your ass and held you as you maneuvered your own hands to his dark locks of hair. You ran the shampoo through your fingers and massaged it into his scalp, doing your best to ignore his erection that was now pressing into your thigh.

You kissed him softly along his collarbones and you dragged your tongue to the column of his neck, where the skin was soft and damp. You removed your hands from his hair and let the water rinse away the soap.

“Your turn.” Joel announced, his voice having dropped an octave or two.

Joel copied your movements, squirting the soap into his hands and rubbing it into your skin. He paid extra attention to your breasts though, palming at the soft flesh and rubbing his thumbs over your hardening nipples.

“So perfect.” he murmured, alongside other words of appraisal. You curled your body into him on instinct, loving the way he caressed you under the steaming hot water.

Joel loved your body. He loved to touch it and worship it.

You dropped your hand to his already hard cock and began to pump it, living for the way gasps and whimpers fell from his lips. He gently pushed you down to your knees and applied the shampoo to your hair, rubbing it in as you peppered kisses along his thick length.

You started by kitten-licking his slit, relishing the beads of precum that had gathered there and adoring the salty taste on your tongue. You spent some time massaging his balls before finally settling and wrapping your lips around his head.

He was big. Bigger than you’d ever taken before. You pushed your mouth onto him, as deep as you could, and began to suck. Joel tossed his head back and moaned lewdly, tugging on your wet hair as you sucked him off.

“F-fuck, f-feels so good,” he gasped out and you couldn’t help but smile around him. “Keep doing that and I won’t— I won’t last.” he warned.

Joel tried to concentrate on washing the rest of your hair but as you increased your speed, your hair became bunched up in his fists.

You pulled off him with a pop, your saliva trailing from the tip off his cock to your soft lips. You gasped for breath and battered your eyelashes, looking up at him with the most innocent doe eyes. The water was still splashing against you and the hot condensation in the room was working wonders.

“You work too hard Joel,” you told him, still pumping his cock with your hand. “Taking care of us all. Protecting us. Just relax and let me look after you.”

Joel opened his mouth to protest but before he could argue, you reattached your lips and continued blowing him.

It wasn’t long before you felt his manhood twitching in your mouth. A loud gasp and a buck of his hips had him cumming down your throat. When he finished, you slowly pulled away from him and rose to your feet.

You placed your hands on either side of his face and lovingly nudged your nose against his.

“You’re so good to me,” he sighed. “So good.”

“It’s what you deserve.” You promised him before gently pressing your lips against his. He held you tight as you kissed him and he cradled your body, not wanting to lose you like he’s lost everyone else he’s ever cared for.

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[1tsnoya]

This request is a little nsfw because of nudity. Could I please request headcanons for Nishinoya, Sugawara, Tsukishima, Asahi, and Hinata seeing fem!reader naked for the first time because they both want to take a shower (or bath) together. She get flustered because she is worried about what they think. Nothing sexual happens just boys appreciating their girlfriend’s beauty. I hope this wasn’t too confusing. Thank you!

✧･ﾟ taking a bath with their s/o ✧･ﾟheadcanons

↳ a/n: queued post. i’ll answer asks/dms in the morning. i’m not ignoring u i promise

↦ pairings: nishinoya x reader, sugawara x reader, tsukishima x reader, asahi x reader, hinata x reader

↦ warnings: nudity but besides that — fluff!

🌟taglist: @spriteandnicotine @fatheadthemango @tokobaby @virgosetter @tobiokvgeyama @bokutoscake04

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* :･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

nishinoya

→ [6:54PM] noya<3 : are you still waiting up for me? >:p

→ [6:54PM] y/n : of course bub. i’m outside

→ [6:55PM] noya<3 : YAY ILL BE OUT IN 2 MINUTES

→ you had walked the short route to meet your boyfriend after volleyball practice

→ he said that he wanted to watch movies and cuddle after 🥺 so obvi u were down!

→ he was so happy to see you when he walked out of the gym

→ he picked u up and spun u around like the little kid that he was, “sorry i’m sweaty babe. gotta shower when i get home”

→ oh?👀shower??

→ this is when the bath idea popped into your head, his family was out of the house for the next two hours anyway

→ so u got the courage to say something about it, “i’ll run a bath for you if you want”

→ omg his eyes lit up - “really!? you’d do that for me?”

→ “of course dum dum”

→ so when you got back to his place, you went to the bathroom to run him a hot bath

→ and you came back to him thrown on top of the couch, his gym bag next to him

→ “nuh uh,” you smacked his arm playfully, “bath’s ready.”

→ you literally don’t know HOW but he got the energy to jump back up and run to the bathroom... was he not just falling asleep???

→ anyway. you walked back to the bathroom and he was already in the bath

→ his head was thrown back and he already looked relaxed, “thank you, baby”

→ “it’s no problem. i know how tired y- huh?”

→ he was doing those Grabby Hand thingys towards you, “join me silly”

→ uh what

→ well he did offer so👀 not like you were thinking about it or anything haha

→ he didn’t make it weird or anything either. when you hopped it, he kissed you on the cheek and helped shampoo your hair into a mohawk

→ since the gel in his hair was washed out and it was soft from the conditioner, you get running your hands through it mmmm he looked so cute with his hair like that

→ you almost fell asleep like that, it felt comfy having him there with you<3

sugawara

→ okay you have NO CLUE who came up with the idea and why

→ you two were studying and it was getting late so koushi went to take a bath, it was just an instinct for you to follow

→ you just kept talking to him on the way to the bathroom LOL like it hadn’t phased you yet

→ and he kept listening like, “mhm, love” “yeah no i completely get that” “of course, doll”

→ it finally hit you when he started running the water

→ “oh my god. i’m so sorry! i didn’t realize i should-“

→ “get in with me!” and he stuck his tongue out like >:p

→ cmon. said this before and i will say it again: SUGA IS SUCH A FLIRT. YOU CANNOT TELL ME THAT HE WOULDN’T-

→ “are you sure? i know you’re tired so it’s okay”

→ what does this lil shit do? :’) he cupped some water in his hands and threw it towards you, “oops. now you have to get in!”

→ bruh :’)

→ he got in first and looked away when you got undressed respectful boy even though he lowkey wanted to

→ and you hopped in on the opposite side of the bath so you two were facing eachother

→ “so.. come here often?”

→ :’)))))

→ you splashed towards him, “wow. very funny, koushi”

→ he joked around some more and put some bubbles in the bath

→ next thing you know, there’s bubbles in your hair and his and you’re laughing

→ “you look like an old lady, kou!”

→ “so do u!” and he kept adding more and more bubbles on top of your head, “you’re the cuter granny though”

→ wha:’)))

→ you started getting sleepy and when he noticed, he got out to dry off and bring you a warm towel

→ so you got dressed and borrowed one of his hoodies to wear and a pair of his boxers

→ he thought you looked adorable but teased you for the rest of the night:p

tsukishima

→ you were walking back to your place after school for a project and your boyfriend was a little on the grumpy side

→ “kei. what’s wrong?”

→ “nothing?”

→ “you literally got mad at the fact your shoelace came undone”

→ busted

→ “sorry. i’m just... tense”

→ “oh.. what’s stressing you out?”

→ “not like that. my body is just... sore i guess”

→ being the loving partner that you were, you blurted out, “let me run you a bath and some tea when i get home!”

→ “it’s fine, (y/n)”

→ “no it’s not! you’re overworking yourself”

→ and that was true. tsuki just didn’t like admitting it

→ “fine...thank you”

→ so you continued your walk with shared earbuds. once you got home, you threw your bag down and ran to the bathroom to start the bath.

→ he lazily followed behind, “you don’t have to (y/n)”

→ “too late! the bath is ready”

→ so you looked away as he got undressed and settled himself in the water

→ just as you were about to walk away, he softly grabbed at your wrist, “not gonna join?”

→ wwwhshhjhhhshhjkljshhghhhhhh

→ ur face = red

→ he noticed how pink your cheeks got, “oh. sorry. i thought...never mind”

→ well since he mentioned it 👀 why not

→ he was expecting you to walk away but instead you were undressing to get in the bath with him

→ he respectively looked away, “you sure?”

→ you planted a kiss on top of his head, “yes, hun”

→ when you got in, you massaged his shoulders holy shit yeah they were tense

→ he was melting into your touch, which was kind of new, he obviously appreciated what you were doing

→ he gave you a little kiss on the forehead, “thank you for doing this”

→ :’))) soft tsuki makes my heart go !!!!!!!!!!!!!! i love him

→ you stayed there for a while, he started playing some music on his phone and your eyes were closed as you were rested between his legs

→ you wished that you could stay like that forever

asahi

→ NERVOUS BOY NERVOUS BOY NERVOUS BOY NERVOUS B

→ asahi would be TOO nervous to ask you to take a bath with him :’) my bby is just too anxious

→ so ✨YOU ✨had to ask him

→ or at least like... hint at it lol

→ you guys were on the couch watching some movie

→ ans he was lowkey falling asleep with you in rested between his legs

→ you looked up at him and poked at him, “love, i’m gonna go take a bath”

→ he yawned as you got up, “oh okay. i’ll wait for you here”

→ “why?”

→ “what do you mean?? you’re going to take a bath?”

→ “yeah? come with me”

→ he liked JOLTED AWAKE HSJHGSHS

→ he got so red and started waving his hands, “n-no it’s fine!! go enjoy your bath!”

→ “come on azuuuu” you were tugging at his arm and next thing you knew you were dragging him to the bathroom as he was assuring you

→ “iTs fiNe (y/n)!! really- i’ll just stay on the couch i dontwannabotheryohitsokAy-“

→ “babe. it’s fine. it’s just a bath”

→ “nObjt idontwannamakeyouuncomfortabBle oranything”

→ “we’ve been dating for like a year. why would i be weirded out?”

→ so you finally got him to agree to join you in the bath after like 7 minutes of reassurance

→ it was so warm and cozy for him so what did he do??

→ he fell asleep with you in his arms

→ he was tired to begin with so it really was just ✨lights out✨

→ even when you got out, he was still sleepy

→ after you dried off, he was still tired so he fell asleep with his head in your lap on the couch as you played with his fluffy hair <3

hinata

→ BABY BOY I LOVE HIM

→ he had texted you in the afternoon about some new show that he wanted to watch

→ [5:01] sho<3 : Y/N !!!! SUNSHINE !!!!

→ [5:01] sho<3 : OUR SHOW !!! STARTS SOON

→ [5:01] sho<3 : COME OVER I WANNA WATCH IT WITH YOU >:DDDD

→ so you texted him that you’d be on your way in 20 minutes

→ and when you got there - baby natsu answered the door

→ natsu: “hiiii! shoyo is in the bath right now”

→ she held your hand to the bathroom door and yelled “SHOYOOO! Y/N IS HEREEE! pause okay HAVE FUN” and then she skipped away

→ that little girl sure could YELL hsbshhd

→ so you lightly knocked at the door - “sho?”

→ “y/n! come in”

→ you walked in to see your boyfriend in the bathroom, scrubbing strawberry shampoo in his hair

→ “children’s strawberry shampoo? really sho?” you laughed as you squatted next to him

→ “duh! how else do you think my hair smells good? want some?”

→ did he?? just smoothly ask you to join him in the bath??? wha

→ before you could answer, he put some on his hand and ruffled it into your hair

→ “now you can smell like strawberries!”

→ :’)))))

→ you got in and he started adding bubbles to the bath like the little kid that he was

→ he even gave himself a beard with the bubbles😭i love him he totally would

→ “my phone is over there- you can put the show on if you’d like”

→ 🥺🥺🥺

→ so you set the phone up carefully as you started the show

→ and you rested in between his legs as he massaged more shampoo in your hair

→ the whole room smelt citrus-y and he placed his head on your shoulder, giving you a quick peck on the cheek

→ “you smell good”

→ “hm. i wonder why”

[svnflowervol666]

I was wondering if you could write something where Harry’s wife tells him she doesn’t want him in the delivery room when she gives birth. She figures having maybe Gemma or Anne with her. She comes from a family of women, so she just doesn’t think she needs him. Harry’s left torn between agreeing with her because it’s her choice and absolutely broken up over it, because he wants to witness his first child come into the world. In the end she chooses to have him by her side. 🌻💛🌻

Word Count: 2.5k

Author’s Note: THANK YOU for this dad!Harry request!! It is quite apparent that I can ramble about dad!Harry for ages, so if anyone has anything dad!Harry they’d like to discuss, my inbox is open and I will give it my all! Enjoy! Take care and tpwk.

Harry found her by the pool, her already glowing body veiled by a thin layer of sweat. Her sun-kissed legs were crossed one another, body completely bare sans the skimpy swimsuit that she only wore at home due to her current situation. She was nearly 7 months pregnant with hers and Harry’s first child, having gotten to the point where even the thought of leaving the house exhausted her. Knowing this, it made sense to Harry as to why he found her in such an unusual place when he came home from his workout at the gym. She’d always claimed that the hated the oversized pool that took up room for a potential garden in the backyard of their home, so she was rarely seen dipping her toes in the cool, blue water. Harry supposed her cabin fever had gotten the best of her and she’d had to find new ways to entertain herself whilst they both waited anxiously for their baby to arrive.

He could see her through the large, glass windows that faced the backyard, her cell phone perched in one hand while she rubbed absent-minded circles around her swollen bump with the other. Sounds of her sweet, cherubic laugh trailed in through the cracks of the french doors, immediately warming Harry’s chest and causing him to smile in a way that showed off his cavernous dimples. This pregnancy had brought a lot of emotional turmoil in terms of the way her hormones would render her depressed and misanthropic for weeks at a time in some cases, then bouncy and cheery the next as if nothing had been wrong. Harry supposed today had been one of those good days.

It came as second nature to him to make a double batch of the smoothie he routinely drank after he exercised. He’d found out early on in her pregnancy that she’d always try to sneak sips of the sweet, fruity blend due to her new cravings, so he’d eventually just started making two drinks each time to satisfy them both. As he juggled the two glasses in his large, ringed hands, he slid open the door with the full intention of joining her in her sunbathing escapades to cool down after his intensive workout. Maybe he’d even convince her to stick her feet over the edge while he swam a few laps around her. That was until he’d caught the tail-end of the sentence that she’d muttered to whoever was on the other end of her phone line.

“…I was just thinking maybe you or Anne in the room during the delivery, and then Harry can come in and see the baby right after.”

Harry felt his heart sink into his arse at what he’d overheard, almost in disbelief at what he’d just heard her say. Surely, he’d missed a key part of this conversation and the tidbit he’d just stumbled upon was not her saying that she didn’t want Harry by her side when she gave birth to their first child. They’d never discussed it, but he’d always been under the assumption that he’d be right there next to her, holding her hand as their son or daughter made their appearance into the world. However, Harry couldn’t shake the feeling like that was exactly what she had just said.

“Yeah, totally. And then- Oh! Hi, Harry!” She stopped mid-sentence and perked up upon realizing her husband was home.

Harry smiles cheesily back at her, though there was a hint of disappointment in his expression. She was too entranced in her conversation to notice.

“Brought ye’ a smoothie,” Harry raised the glass towards his face to show off the perspiring glass of blended fruit and protein powder.

She wiggles her toes in excitement, the shiny lilac polish gleaming in the sunlight. Harry had painted them for her last week, her having been too far along in her pregnancy to reach her own toes. He always did little things like this for her so she could feel beautiful no matter how atrocious she was convinced she looked in her state. If it were up to Harry, he’d keep her like this for as long as possible; he had fallen in love with her ten times over since she’d been pregnant. 

“Thank you, lovie. Gemma’s on the line. She says hi. And also that she’s still your mum’s favorite,” she said to Harry as she pulled the phone slightly away from her ear.

Harry couldn’t help but chuckle at his older sister’s immature banter as he sat the smoothie down next to his wife and leaned down to press a kiss to her damp hair.

He spoke clearly into the speaker so that Gemma was certain to hear him, “Just wait until the baby gets here. Then mum won’t give a shit about either of us.”

Harry didn’t hear Gemma’s snarky response, but he did hear her laugh loudly on the other end mixed with his wife’s own sweet giggles. He gave her bump a few pats with his hand that was cold from holding the glass and silently gestured to her that he was headed back inside. What he had overheard on the phone had killed his desire to lounge in the pool with his wife. He needed to be alone, whether it was to come up with a way to convince her otherwise or simply sulk about in his misery. His wife blew him a kiss which he subsequently pretended to catch and stuff in his hoddie pocket before ducking back into the house.

Whilst Harry was washing off in the shower, his mind was racing. Did she really not want him in the delivery room with her? It was his child, for christ’s sake! Of course he wanted to be there, more than anything, to be there when their baby took their first breaths, when they came out covered in goo and kicking and screaming. All Harry had ever wanted was a family to call his own, and now that it was within arm’s reach, he wanted to experience it all. 

Of course, she was going to be the one quite literally pushing a life force out of her body, therefore Harry had no say in the matter. At the end of the day, even if his future efforts to convince her otherwise were unsuccessful, it was her choice and Harry would have to respect that. It just struck him right through his core to think that his own wife didn’t want him there beside her as she gave birth. 

Amidst his racing thoughts, he’d lost track of time. The water had since run lukewarm, but he didn’t realize this until he heard the creak of the steamy shower door open and saw his pregnant wife step inside, still dressed in the skimpy swimsuit that she wore when she didn’t want any tan lines.

“Stealing all of the hot water now, aren’t you?” she teased as she stripped herself of the sopping wet material, then tossed it halfhazardly into the corner of the large, stand-in shower.

Harry mumbled a quiet, “Sorry,” before stepping out of the way of the faucet to let her rinse off.

“‘S alright. I’m still pretty warm from being outside,” she reassured him as she worked shampoo through her dripping locks, “Everything alright?” 

“Ye’, why wouldn’t it be?” Harry answered his wife’s question, though he knew that wasn’t the truth and he couldn’t hold eye contact with her so he opted to watch as the soap suds ran from her scalp and down around her belly.

“Just seem kinda off is all,” she dismissed her quandaries and reached for the conditioner.

“‘M fine,” Harry lied again, “Wha’ were ye’ talkin’ to Gem about?”

“Oh, just baby stuff. She wanted to know if we’d decided on a theme for the nursery yet so she could start buying us gifts and then we just ended up talking for a while.”

Harry nodded silently as he worked a foaming cleanser into his skin, waiting until she was done rinsing her hair to take his turn back under the running water. He could say something, he really could. He knew that he should, because communication was key and he needed to be prepared for the heartbreak he’d experience when she told him that she didn’t want him in the delivery room with her. But he was nervous, scared almost. It was as if he actually didn’t want to know how she felt and would rather just forget the whole thing happened. However, now was not the time to be cowardly. This was his child and if he wasn’t willing to talk openly with his wife about how they’d approach the situation, maybe he wasn’t really ready to be a father after all.

“Did I overhear you tellin’ Gemma you don’t want me in the delivery room with ye’?”

She stopped running the silky soap through the ends of her hair to look at Harry directly.

“What do you mean?”

“I heard you say somethin’ about mum bein’ in the delivery room with ye’ and then me comin’ in right after. Do ye’ not want me in there?”

Harry’s voice sounded trembled as if he didn’t want to hear her answer his question. She finally picked up on his trepidation, and the look on her face was one of confusion.

“Harry I…I didn’t say that,” she was merely at a loss for words.

“Ye’ kinda did. Heard ye’ say it,” Harry snided. 

“I didn’t say I didn’t want you in the room, Harry. My family’s always had only the girls in the delivery room. I just figured I’d do the same. Plus, I didn’t know you even wanted to be there.”

“Of course I want to be there,” Harry stressed, “‘s my baby for cryin’ out loud.”

Right then, she felt an intense flutter in her abdomen that caused her to cup her bump with her arm. This baby sure did love the sound of their father’s voice. Nothing was said between them, only awkward, unbearable silence. The water suddenly felt ice cold, raising chillbumps all up and down her arms and legs. Was Harry mad at her? She didn’t know. There was no malice with her intentions to give birth to their child without Harry in the delivery room, she genuinely hadn’t thought twice about it; it’s how she had been raised to believe how a woman should give birth, with strong women by their side. He was looking at her with glassy eyes like she had utterly broken him and caused irrepairable damage and it made her heart feel heavier than the weight of her baby bump that killed her lower back.

“I didn’t know, Harry,” she whispered, barely audible over the hissing of the faucet.

“Kinda common sense, now, innit? ‘S fine. ‘S your body.”

Harry quickly rid himself of any soap residue and left his wife alone in the ice cold shower before she could say another word. He left her the fluffier, more comfortable towel that he’d chosen for himself, because that’s just who he is.

//

He avoided her for the rest of the evening. He shut himself in his office for the better part of nearly three hours, hoping to turn his feelings into art and potentionally crank out a verse or two. The thoughts buzzing in his head were far too loud to concentrate on any chord or key, so he turned to answering emails, still not coming out of the room to resolve the argument he’d had with his wife in the shower. He wasn’t even sure what to say, or if there was anything to say at all.

She’d done the same, cooping herself up in their bedroom and taking a nap instead of finding Harry and demanding that they squash this immediately. She was so startled over the entire thing, having been bombarded with more information than she could handle. It hurt her to know that she’d hurt Harry, but at the same time she believed she hadn’t done anything wrong. This was clearly miscommunication on the most basic level, though it didn’t make her feel any better having realized that. Uneasiness settled deep into her bones as she drifted off into a light, relaxing slumber.

//

Harry tossed the garlic around in the pan with a wooden spoon blindly, only cooking to fill his stomach and not to enjoy it. It was her favorite meal, so he’d figured she’d enjoy the leftovers, at least. His mind kept drifting off to two months down the road, when his baby would be arriving in the sterile, chilly delivery room whilst he, on the other hand, wouldn’t be there to see it.

He nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt two arms wrap around his middle and a protruding bump poke him in the small of his back.

“‘M sorry,” her voice sounded muffled from where she was talking into his shirt.

Harry reduced the heat on the stove and turned around in her grasp to face her. He took her head in both of his hands, forcing her to look at him when she spoke. 

“‘S okay. It’s your choice. I didn’t mean t’ upset ye’.”

“No, H. It’s not okay,” she couldn’t stop the hormonal tears from pooling in her eyes and running down her cheeks that were still warm from the nap she’d taken, “I should have asked you what you wanted. It’s your baby too. I just wasn’t thinking. I don’t you to be mad at me.”

Harry wiped her tears away with the pads of his thumbs, hating to see her cry like this.

“I’m not mad at ye’, love. Just caught me off guard. I’m fine now. I’ll wait outside the delivery room if that’s what ye’ want.”

He really hoped that wasn’t what she wanted, but he knew it was the right thing to do. After a long pause of her collecting her breath and nuzzling into Harry’s soothing touch, she found her words once more.

“It’s not what I want. I want you there. Beside me. Holding my hand when our baby gets here.”

This time it was Harry that started to cry, though he didn’t let her see the salty tears fall becaues he burried his head into the crook of her neck and held her in the dimly lit kitchen they stood in. All she could hear were his sniffles and his rapidly beating heart through is chest.

“I love you,” Harry mumbled into her neck, tickling her sensitive skin.

“I love you, too. So fucking much, Harry,” she gave his abdomen a tight embrace before pulling back. 

“But promise me you’ll still want me after you see the baby come out of me. I’ve seen it before and it is not pretty.”

Harry choked on his remaining tears as a laugh roared through his chest. He wiped the wetness from his face with the sleeve of his sweatshirt.

“’M only gonna want ye’ more after that. Promise,” Harry then raised his left pinky towards her in sincerity, the wedding band on his ring glimmering in the stovetop light.

[brelione]

After (The Best Boys)

Series Masterlist

Warnings:Smut, hospitals, mental breakdowns/panic attacks.

After the three weeks that Topper was in the hospital everyone was  in pure agony.None of you were really sleeping properly, your days spent at the hospital with your friend, voices never going above a whisper.

He was getting better, able to sit up in his hospital bed and play uno with you and Rafe while Kelce napped on your lap.Kelce was getting the least sleep, the stress all catching up with him.

You didnt know how to bring it up, instead helping him in the only way you really knew how.That was by extra hugs, a shit ton of forehead kisses and sleeping in his bed with him when he stayed at your house.You had no idea what was happening with you and Rafe.

When Kelce would leave whether it be to the grocery store or to pick up McDonalds you would find yourself on the couch with Rafe, sharing feather like kisses with your arms wrapped around eachother.You still hadnt figured out all your feelings.

You knew that you liked kissing Rafe but you werent sure why.He was gentle and it calmed you but that didnt mean you loved him, right?Sometimes when you were kissing Rafe you’d start to worry about Kelce.

You would usually go with him when he went grocery shopping but he now preferred to go alone, figuring that it would help him clear his head and get lost in the music from his radio.

You laid with your chest pressed against Rafe’s, your hand twirling his hair with his head resting against your neck, arm around your waist.You were still wearing Topper’s hoodie, switching between the gray hoodie you had took from him and the black one with a rabbit sillouhette on the back.

You still felt scared of touching Topper, way too worried about hurting him even when he was practically begging for hugs and forehead kisses.It killed you to not be able to, wanting nothing more than to hug him and kiss him and laugh at how stupid he was.

Rafe sighed, lifting his head from your shoulder, the tip of his nose resting against yours, letting out a small sigh. “You excited to take Topper home tomorrow?”He asked, his eyes only half open as he spoke.You hummed, a small grin on your face. 

“Mhmm...Ive missed him a lot.”You glanced down at Rafe’s lips, looking back up at his eyes.A small smile tugged at his lips, leaning towards you and pressing a gentle kiss to your lips, smiling a bit.A dozen of gentle pecks later and he had ended up on top of you, elbows on either side of your waist, sighing against your lips. 

“The nurse said we can do movie nights again soon as long as its not too loud.”He informed you, placing a gentle kiss on your nose, smiling when you let out a small laugh. “Thats good...I think he has to have like infinite movie picking nights.”You replied, leaning up to kiss him again.

He nodded, biting his lip. “Yeah, definitely.But the no horror movie rule still stands, right?”He asked, looking down at you with a big smile.You rolled your eyes, pulling his head down so you could kiss his forehead. 

“Yeah, the rule still stands.”You grinned, your hand going back to play with his soft hair.He had washed it today.You could tell because it was nice and soft, well conditioned with some high end conditioner.

Out of curiosity you sniffed it, face heating up when he lifted his head, raising an eyebrow. “Are you sniffing my hair?”He asked, trying not to laugh.You rolled your eyes.

 “Shut up.”You grumbled, tugging lightly at the dark hair.He let out a low moan, surprising you both. “Did you just…”You trailed off, noticing how red his face had gotten, his face burying itself into the soft fabric of the hoodie. “Shut up!”He exclaimed.

You simply laughed, sniffing his soft hair again, trying to figure out what the scent was.He laughed, holding onto you tightly.His hair smelt like maraschino cherries and roses. “Your hair smells really nice.”You told him, inhaling the scent again.

He let out another laugh, biting his lip. “Yeah?”He asked, trying to remember which shampoo he had used that morning.You nodded, not able to feel your legs from his weight on top of you.The door swung open, Kelce coming in with a brown bag of Chinese food, setting it down on the table.

He didnt say anything, just sat down on the floor and started to take the food out, placing the boxes on the table.You frowned, Rafe getting off of you so you could move across the couch, hugging Kelce from behind. “You okay?”You asked, pressing a light kiss to his cheek.

He sighed, leaning back against you and letting you wrap your legs under his arms. “You seem stressed.Do you need to talk about something?”You asked, quiet enough that only he could hear it.He shook his head, opening one of the boxe and handing you a crab rangoon, laughing when you took it in your teeth right from his hand. 

“We need to save rice for Topper.”You reminded Rafe as he scooped it onto a paper plate with a spoon.He frowned, shaking his head. “Nope, Topper drove off a bridge.He gets no rice.”he replied, staring up at you as you glared down at him.

It took a few seconds before he hummed, putting some of his rice back into the container. “Should we get him cake or something?They wont let us smuggle him McDonalds so maybe we should get him that.”You thought out loud, grabbing another crab rangoon.

They shrugged, not really knowing. “My mom wants me to be home more often because she’s convinced i’ll crash like Topper did.I dont know, she just wants me home tomorrow for a family day or something.I’ll probably just stop by Topper’s house after you guys drop him off tomorrow.”Kelce fixed himself a plate, the two of you ending up switching positions so that you were on the floor while he sat on the couch with his legs on either side of you.

You sighed, resting your elbows on his knees while you bit into a piece of shrimp.Rafe turned on the tv, staring at you and Kelce.He wasnt sure what was happening with you.He didnt really understand why you two did what you did or why you guys never talked about it.

He ended up turning on Nickelodeon, glad when Victorious started playing.Rafe was grumpy the whole night, up until three in the morning as he scrolled through his phone.You and Kelce were cuddled up at the end of the couch, your arms and legs wrapped around him with your nose pressed against his chest, loud snored escaping the two of you.

Eventually he fell asleep, his phone on his chest and his head on the arm rest.He was woken up by you jumping up and down on the couch, grinning when you saw his eye open. “You gotta get up, bubs.We have to go get Topper.”You reminded him, hopping off the couch.

Rafe groaned, shifting on the couch and resting his face against the cushion.He dozed off again, grumbling when you climbed on top of him, demanding that he get up. “Hmm...where’s Kelce?���He asked, eyes half open. “He went home, its almost three in the afternoon, Topper can leave by four.”You kissed Rafe’s forehead, noticing how confused he was. 

“Three?”He asked, looking over to check the time on his phone.You nodded, getting off of him and heading upstairs to change your clothes.He groaned, finally getting off your couch and stretching his long limbs.Dragging himself up the stairs and into your guest room he had nearly fell on the stairs twice, closing the door behind him.

His clothes were scattered all over the room, groaning as he searched for his yellow shirt, cursing.He forgot to knock, walking straight into your room. “Hey, do you have my yellow shirt?”He asked, watching you tie your shoes.You bit your lip, glancing over to your closet.

 “No.”You lied, standing up straight once you had your shoes on.He chuckled, walking over to your closet.You quickly grabbed his arm, trying to prevent him from opening the door.He easily held you back, seeing the yellow shirt hanging in the closet.

He grabbed it, running past you. “Rafe!You cant have that!”You shouted, running through the house.He laughed, running into your kitchen before realising he had cornered himself.You ran at him, trying to take the shirt back.

 “Rafe-thats mine!”You exclaimed, clinging onto his arm and trying to bring it back down so you could take it from him. “No, no its not.”He answered, holding it high above his head.You sighed, wrapping your arms around his torso.

He frowned, eventually giving in and hugging you back, forgetting that he was holding the shirt when you swiped it from him, holding it to your chest. “thanks.”You grinned, stepping on your tiptoes to kiss him lightly.He sighed, arms tight around your waist, knowing it would be the last kiss he got that morning since you two would most likely be with Topper for the rest of the day.

 “Hmm...we gotta go.”He mumbled against your lips, not really wanting to pull away.You sighed softly, kissing him again. “Let me just grab my backpack really quick.”You kissed his nose, noticing how tired he looked.You grabbed your small leather backpack before coming back into the kitchen, seeing Rafe eating a handful of frozen berries right out of the bag.The two of you got into the car in silence as you texted Kelce.

You:Hows family day going?

Bean:we cant decide on a movie

Bean:hows Topper doing?

You:We’re on our way to the hospital rn.My heart is literally pounding im kinda nervous ngl

Bean:felt that.How’s Rafe doing?He seemed mad last night

You:Rafe’s fine he just slept weird

You:Are you ok?You’ve been really stressed lately

Read at 3:43 pm

You sighed, placing your phone between your thighs.Rafe raised an eyebrow, wondering whether or not he should ask about your sudden mood change.You were out of the car before it even stopped, speed walking to the hospital entrance with Rafe close behind you.

You took in a deep breath as you walked through the motion activating doors, the cool air conditioned air hitting your skin.Rafe came up quick behind you, not wanting to lose you in the hospital.

Topper was sitting at a little waiting area on a red couch, reading something from a magazine.He was wearing loose gray sweatpants and a white T Shirt, squinting as he tried to read.You ran over to him, grinning when he looked up at you, slowly standing up and letting you hug him.

You closed your eyes,arms tight around his torso, his nose in your hair. “Hi.”He grinned, trying not to laugh.You were acting like you hadnt seen him in months, cautious of his casted arm. “Hi.”You replied, feeling your eyes moisten.

You refused to let go even when Topper lifted up his head to greet Rafe.His forehead wound had healed nicely, a stip of medical tape over the area.The stitches had been removed a few days prior, the tip of his tongue fully healed so he could eat better foods.

 “(Y/N).”He mumbled, a red blush across his face.You took in a big breath, looking up at him curiously. “I asked the nurse and she said I can have forehead kisses now.”He replied, flicking your hip lightly.

You sighed, cupping his face so he’d lean down a bit, placing a gentle kiss to his forehead.A weight lifted off his shoulders, letting out a low sigh.He had missed that feelin so much, glad he could finally enjoy your touch again.He sighed softly, resting his head on your shoulder.

 “We’re gonna get McDonalds and Kelce said he’d stop by your house later.Do you need to check out with the nurse or something?”You asked, feeling his hot breath against your collarbone. “Noo...we can just go.”He replied, most of his weight on you.You sighed, rubbing his back. “Are you sure?”You asked.

He nodded, kissing your jaw lightly.You looked over to Rafe, seeing him just standing there nervously.Once Topper had picked up the magazine and slid it up his shirt you guys walked out, Topper holding your hand tight, the sun causing him to squint.

You sat in the backseat with Topper, making sure that his seatbelt was secure. “Its scary to be in a car again.”He admitted, holding onto the door handle.You sighed, squeezing his hand. 

“The ride to your house from here is pretty smooth, no bridges or anything.”You reminded him, feeling his good hand on your thigh. “Can I turn on the radio?”Rafe asked.Topper sighed, kissing your temple. “Low volume.”He told the brunette, leaning against you with his eyes squeezed shut as the car started moving.

Your hand was running though his hair, rubbing at the back of his neck and avoiding his hairline.You placed a kiss on the top of his head, feeling yourself blushing a bit. “Hey, hey what do you guys want?”Rafe asked as he pulled up to the drive thru, stopping the truck.Topper grinned. 

“Uhh...a quarter pounder with extra pickles and large fries.”He replied, noticing how you were staring at his blue cast.Rafe pulled up to the window, handing you the large brown paper bag.You were quick to unwrap Topper’s burger halfway for him, letting him hold it. 

 “What about meds?Do we need to pick them up for you?”You asked, taking one of his fries.He slowly shook his head, slurping down his burger, nearly dropping a pickle. “No, they’re getting dropped by my house.”he replied, offering you a bite of his burger.

 “Thats good.”You mumbled, taking another fry. “What kind of meds?”Rafe asked, shutting up when he saw you glare at him. “Just like, pain meds.I dont know.Ive gotta take like three a day for two weeks I think.”He replied, halfway done with his burger when he quietly asked you if you could wrap it back up for him so he could save it for later.

Your heart dropped when Rafe pulled into his driveway, knowing that you wouldnt be able to see him again until tomorrow.You got up, helping him inside the house and shutting the door behind you, sighing. “Its been a while.”You muttered, taking in the white tile of the opening room, a chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

He nodded in agreement, slowly walking into his living room.It wasnt too different from yours except for the gray carpet and the different couch.He sat down on it, seeming confused.You placed the McDonalds bag on the side table, looking down at him. 

“Hey, can I tell you something without you freaking out?”he asked, shifting in his spot so he could look at you properly.You hummed, hoping it wasnt something too bad. “Yeah, yeah I guess.”You replied, waiting anxiously.He gulped, taking in a large breath.

It took him a second to finally form words, his legs tingling. “Um...so im in love with you and I have been for a while now.I dunno, when I called 911 the last thing I thought about was you.I just thought you should know.”He confessed, his heart thumping so hard that if he were still in the hospital the nurses would come rushing in.

Your eyes widened, trying to think of something to say.That wasnt what you were expecting him to say, taking in a large breath that hurt your ribs. “um...uh….I um….”You stuttered, taking in another breath.You let out a nervous giggle, covering your face.

 “Im sorry, this is just crazy….um….so can we just….can we talk about this another time, please?”You asked, not sure you could handle everything that was being thrown at you.Topper nodded, grinning.

 “Yeah, yeah its fine...we dont have to talk about it.I just wanted you to know.”He muttered, avoiding your gaze. “Alright...um...im gonna go but i’ll see you tomorrow.”You left quickly, shutting the door and hopping into the passenger seat, still shaking.

Rafe frowned, trying to figure out what had happened. “Whats wrong?”He asked, hand on your thigh to get it to stop bouncing.You sighed, looking over at him. “Topper just….he’s talking weird.Its stupid, hes drugged out of his mind anyways.Can we just go home, please?”You asked, wanting to focus on something else.

Had all those hugs and kisses meant something different to Topper this whole time?Or did they just mean something different to you?Now things were starting to make sense.Why Topper had left that night three nights ago, why he had always glared at Kelce whenever the two of you were cuddling.

Now you felt all the guilt.You were hurting Topper this whole time by being so close with Rafe and Kelce when he was supposedly in love with you.And now you would be hurting Topper now because of how often you and Rafe did things that shouldnt be done between best friends.

Everything was so fucked up now.Rafe was pouting, trying to understand what possibly couldve happened in the five minutes that you were inside Topper’s house. “Are you okay?Did something bad happen?”He asked, reaching for your hand.

You sighed, lifting your hands so your elbows were on the armrest, resting your head against his hand. “No, just weird shit.Its fine, Rafe.”You replied, sighing when he pulled into your driveway.It was already 5:30.You got out of his truck, going inside quickly. “Hey, why are you walking so fast?”Rafe asked, struggling to keep up with you even with his long legs.

You simply huffed, going up the stairs.He was confused, following you anyways. “I just…”You trailed off, groaning as you flopped onto your bed.He pouted, sitting at the foot of your bed after closing your door. “What?”He asked, not understanding.

You rolled onto your back in a starfish position, staring at the ceiling. “Im just stressed is all.Do you want to watch something?”You asked, looking over to see your remote on your night stand, surprised when his hands gripped your hips. “Do you want me to help with the stress?”He asked, hovering over you.

You knew where he was getting at, not sure how to think about it.It had been nearly a month since he had touched you like that but it had lead to something bad happening.But thinking something bad would happen everytime you messed around with someone was crazy, right?

You slowly leaned up, kissing him lightly.It didnt take long for his hands to move down to your pants, carefully pulling them down your legs.He looked up at you before pulling down your light blue underwear, making sure that you were okay before dipping his tongue into you, holding your thighs down as he pressed a kiss to your clit.

You let out a low moan, fingers squeezing at your comforter as he licked a stripe up your folds.One of your hands moved down, tugging lightly at his hair.He let out a moan, letting you direct him the way you wanted, his tongue plunging in and out of you, eyes closing.

He sucked on your clit, trying not to smile at how loud you were, slipping a finger into your entrance.He wasn't sure how this would end up, remembering your promise from last time.You moaned loudly when he added another finger, pumping them in and out of you.

He could feel you getting close, kitten licking your clit to tease you.A shiver ran up your spine, moaning loudly as your eyes clenched shut. “Rafe-please.”You whimpered.He smiled up at you, adding another finger to stretch you out a bit, slowly moving.

 “Rafe.”You whined, trying to get him to move faster.He simply chuckled, giving you what you wanted and beginning to speed up, your moans only making him move faster.You climaxed with a loud, high pitched moan, letting go of his hair as you panted.

Feeling his tongue moving again you let out a soft moan as he cleaned you up, your fluids on his chin and fingers as he licked them clean.He wiped his chin off with the back of his hand, looking up at you. “Rafe.”You whispered, knowing how crazy you were about to sound.

He leaned back over you, his nose touching yours. “yeah?”He asked, not sure what to expect.You let out a soft sigh, kissing him gently. “I want...I want to go all the way.”You told him, noticing his breath hitch in his throat.He gulped, not sure if he could do it.

He didn't want to hurt you. “Are you sure?”He asked, looking into your eyes.You nodded slowly, anxiety building up in you as he slowly pulled down his pants, letting you palm him through his boxers.He let out a moan, wanting you to apply more pressure.

 “Are you sure that you want this?”He repeated his question, biting his lip.You let out a shaky breath, nodding. “Im sure.”You replied, eyes widening when he pulled down his boxers.He was huge.You just had to hope it wouldn't hurt as bad as it looked.

 “Its gonna hurt a little, alright?I need you to tell me what you want.If you want me to stop I need you to tell me.If you want me to slow down I need you to tell me, okay?”He asked, wanting to make sure that everything would be okay.You nodded, touching his hair lightly.

The first few inches didn't hurt but when he was about half way in you hissed in pain, gripping his shoulders.He came to a halt, looking down at you with a concerned expression. “Baby, hey, hey.Do you need me to stop?”He asked, preparing to pull out when your fingernails dug into his skin. 

“no...no.Keep going.”You replied.He began to move again slowly, biting his lip.He was nearly fully inside you, trying not to moan as you kept clenching around him due to his size.You were whimpering, eyes becoming watery as he was finally inside of you.It stung a lot, scratching up his back.You sniffled, glad he was taking things slow.

You took in a deep breath, a few tears rolling down your cheeks. “Shh...I know, I know.It’s okay, you’re okay.”Rafe whispered, cupping your face and wiping away the tears. “It hurts.”You whispered, sniffling.He bit his lip, kissing his forehead as he tried to help with the pain or at least distract you from it.

He wanted to pull out and run you a bath, trying not to make himself cry. “Do you want me to stop?”He aksed, trying his best to stay completely still.You shook your head, holding onto hims tighter, his  face in the crook of your neck with his chest pressed against yours.

 “Baby- I indeed you to try and relax, alright?Tensing up only makes it worse, take deep breaths, ready?Breath in, breath out.”He pressed a gentle kiss to your collarbone, listening to your breathing. “Good girl...in and out, just keep breathing.Im gonna start moving a little, okay?”He asked, feeling you nod against his shoulder.

He took in a deep breath, pulling out ever so slightly before pushing back in, clenching his eyes shut. “You okay?”he asked, pulling his head from your shoulder, looking down at you.You nodded, taking in a deep breath. “Yeah-it hurts a little but im okay.”You confirmed, kissing him lightly.He let out a soft sigh, squeezing your waist lightly.

 “Ready?”He asked, keeping his hands on your hips, waiting.You let out a shaky breath, nodding.He was careful, only pulling out a quarter of the way before slowly moving back in, jaw dropping when you moaned.His heart was thumping fast as he moved slowly, groaning.

 “Shit.”He whispered, leaning down to kiss your cheeks, nose and lips. “How are you feeling, sweetheart?”He asked, pulling out halfway this time before pushing back in, watching as your eyes widened and a moan came from you.

  “Shit, Rafe.”You moaned, nails digging further into his back.He took a deep, shaky breath. “God, youre so fucking tight.”He moaned, letting out a low whimper, repeating the action of pulling out halfway before pushing in again. “Rafe-”You couldn't even form a full sentence before you were moaning again.

He was pleased with your reaction, moving a little faster and pulling out almost completely before pushing back in. “You want me to slow down?”He offered.You shook your head, running a hand through his hair. “Faster.”You muttered, seeing a surprised look spread across his face.

He began to speed up his actions, pulling out nearly completely before plunging back into you, both of you moaning loudly,He was panting, a light layer of sweat covering his face, going as fast as he could. “Rafe-im gonna-”You moaned, your head rolling against your pillow as you clenched around him,cumming all over his cock.

He licked his lips, slowly pulling out of you.He picked up a towel from your floor, carefully wiping your thighs clean. “You did so well, baby.How are you feeling?”He asked, picking up his boxers from the foot of the bed and pulling them back up, laying down next to you.

The sun was just going down, red and purple hues covering the sky like a wonderful painting, the golden light coming through your blinds.You held onto his arm, resting against his bicep. “Im fine...im tired as shit but im fine.”You replied, hearing your phone ringing from your shorts.

You sighed, too tired to move.Rafe grabbed it for you, telling you that Kelce was trying to call you.You were panting too hard to answer, Rafe gulping and licking his lips before lifting the phone to his ear. “Hello?”He asked.You noticed the way his eyes widened, eyebrows knitting together. 

“Chill, man.Just- what do you mean you broke it?Well dont-hello?”Rafe asked, realising his friend had hung up.You looked up at him with a confused expression, trying to figure out what was wrong. “So Kelce broke his door and he’s on his way now.He really doesn't sound too good.”Rafe answered, slowly sitting up.

After the call about Topper you thought you had heard the worst news you’d ever recieve.But hearing that Kelce had broke something made you want to vomit.Kelce freaking out was how you knew the world had hit rock bottom but it didnt help that you didnt know what he was freaking out about.Shit.

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Elide stood underneath the water, her arms crossed over her chest. She stared at the black tiles of the shower wall, wondering how she would even be able to find someone to marry. 

The only viable suitors that would yield any sort of political power had to at least be lords, this she knew. Elide suppressed a shudder as she thought about the lords of Perranth. They were all decades older than her and, as demonstrated when she had to dance with them at her birthday, thought very little about personal boundaries. 

Most of them had spent the time staring at her tits and they weren’t subtle about it either. She panicked, thinking about what would happen if they insisted on her performing her ‘wifely duties’. 

She had voiced this concern with Aelin and Lysandra, her hands shaking when she told them. They had both assured her that there were other options for suitors and none of the bachelors she had danced with on her birthday met the requirements to be her husband. 

Elide turned around and tipped her head back under the shower, washing the shampoo out before lathering her long hair with conditioner. 

She stayed in the shower until the water became cold and wrapped her thick, fleece housecoat around her. The mirror was fogged. Elide sighed, rubbing her eyes, and used her sleeve to wipe a small circle in the middle. 

She frowned at the pallorness of her face, her hair clinging to her scalp like a soaked dog. With a sigh, Elide opened the cabinet and pulled out her haircare, plugging in her hair dryer. She combed through her leave-in conditioner and hair oil, making sure each strand was properly moisturized. 

Then, she sectioned her hair and blow-dried each part. She used her round brush so later, she wouldn’t have to spend so much time straightening it. Someone knocked on the door, a deep voice accompanying it, “El, can I come in?” 

“Yes, the door’s open,” she called back, knowing it was Rowan. He slipped in on near silent feet, the door clicking shut behind him. Elide swilleved on her vanity stool when he stayed at the door, a perfectly manicured brow arched. “What did you do?” 

“Why is that your first question?” 

She shrugged, drying the last section before she clicked the power button and put the tool to the side, letting it cool before she put it away. “You’re being weird. And you look guilty.” 

Rowan sighed, running his hand over his hair, sure to mess it up, “I know her nephew. We’re, uh… friends.” 

Elide blinked, “Friends as in you were classmates and grew apart or friends as in…” 

“Friends as in best friends and he’s my ex?” Rowan said, his voice higher than normal. “We grew up together and had a summer fling that turned into… not a fling and… yeah.” 

Elide frowned, “You grew up in Doranelle. How does someone from Doranelle have any claim over Perranth?” 

Rowan shoved off the door and sat down on the counter, kicking his toe into the floor, “His parents were divorced and shared custody. He spent half the year here and half in Doranelle, until his dad died.” 

Elide felt a pang of empathy for the man. The hurt of losing a parent was something that stayed with one for a while. “So… what’s he like?” 

Rowan let loose a dry chuckle, “He’s, uh, he’s something. Doesn’t talk much. Surprising sense of humour, he’s got a bit of a temper. Very blunt man, doesn’t take being lied to well.” A gentle, friendly sort of fondness washed over Rowan’s face. “I think you two would get along very well under different circumstances.”

Elide hummed, “So he’s a cranky old bastard like you, huh?” 

Rowan’s indignant scowl was answer enough. 

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Against the polished floors, Elide’s heels clicked sharply as she walked down to the main foyer, where they were to greet Maeve and her nephew. 

She arrived after Aelin, Rowan, and Lysandra, who were all trying to play it cool but failing miserably. “So, is this appropriate to meet him?” she asked, turning around slowly for approval of her sleeveless, powder blue sheath dress. Elide propped her hands on her hips to pose, her hair shifting silkily over her shoulders. 

“You look wonderful,” Lysandra said, listening to something in her earpiece. “They’re here.” 

Elide curled her hands into fists, trying to quell her nerves. She tossed her glossy locks over her shoulder and flashed a dazzling smile, “Well, then. It’s time.” She sat down in an armchair, crossing her right ankle behind the left. 

Aelin sat in the chair next to hers, reaching over to squeeze Elide’s hand. “It’ll be ok.” 

“I know,” Elide said, her heart rate speeding up as Rowan walked across the hall to greet them. 

He was tall, she could tell that much, but Rowan’s build hid him from her view as they clasped hands and spoke quietly. Maeve walked in after her nephew, and Elide stood, dusting off her skirt. 

Aelin stood as well, wearing a professional smile as she took Maeve’s hands and kissed her cheeks, “Maeve, it’s nice to see you again.” 

“The pleasure is all mine, your Majesty.” Maeve turned to Elide, bowing her head the slightest bit. “Lady Lochan, you look lovely.” 

Elide smiled tightly, shaking Maeve’s hand, “As do you, Ms. Nathair.” As much as she loathed the woman, Elide couldn’t deny she had impeccable taste and she wore the clothes beautifully. 

Maeve nodded primly, half-turning to beckon her nephew to her, “I’d like to introduce my nephew, Lorcan Salvaterre.” 

He stepped up and Elide felt her jaw drop. He held her gaze as he bowed to Aelin, “Your Majesty.”

Aelin recovered from her shock faster than Elide, “Hello, Lorcan.” Elide didn’t hear what else her cousin said. She felt her cheeks burn, a combination of anger and embarrassment. 

She- 

He danced with her, saved her from Lord Bigge. And she had slapped him. Her vision went red as his lips twitched with a small smirk and she regretted ever wishing for the feeling of them on hers. 

Lorcan bowed to her as well, “Sweetheart.”

Without thinking, Elide raised her hand and slapped him hard, across the face. A sick sense of satisfaction raced through her when his head snapped to the side and a bright red handprint was left on his cheek. She turned on her toes, quickly walking towards the kitchens. That fucking asshole. 

Shocked cries left everyone’s mouths. As she turned the corner, Elide glanced back, seeing him wave Rowan off. He worked his jaw, chuckling quietly. Lorcan’s dark gaze flicked to hers, “She always does that.” 

Elide thought she deserved an award for restraining herself and not flipping him off. She fled to the kitchens, slinking around the staff. There was a tray of cookies and she snatched one up, quickly regretting it as she learned just how fresh they were. 

She carried it quickly to the back table and dropped it, blowing on her fingertips. Elide slumped into a seat, not bothering with correct posture as she broke off pieces of the cookie and ate them. 

She glared at the opposite wall of the nook, hoping the palace would catch on fire and Lorcan would be crushed beneath a burning beam. 

Elide savoured her cookie. It wouldn’t be long until someone came to find her. She was embarrassed. He had known who she was the entire time and- and what? Danced to play with her, to toy with her emotions? 

One of the kitchen staff slid a plate her way, piled high with cookies. Elide smiled, her foul mood lifting the slightest. “Thank you.” 

“You’re welcome, miss,” the young boy said, quickly returning to his task. 

Not long after, Aelin burst in, her eyes wide, “Elide! What the fuck was that?”

Elide sulked, muttering, “I’ve met him before.” 

Aelin slid onto the bench across from her, “When?” 

“At the ball,” she whispered, her throat growing tight. “He’s the guy I…” Elide felt so stupid. It must’ve been some joke to him and his aunt. 

“Ah,” Aelin said. “Your mystery man.” 

Elide nodded glumly, crossing her arms petulantly. “Yes.” 

Aelin was silent for a few moments, chewing on her bottom lip in concentration. “As the queen, I can’t condone you physically harming your royal opponent.” 

“But?” 

Aelin grinned wickedly, a feisty gleam in her eyes, “As your cousin, I say beautifully done.” Uncertainty flashed across her face, “What did he mean by ‘she always does that’?” 

Her cheeks flushed and Elide looked down at her lap, “Um, I might’ve accidentally hit him when I was ranting to Lyss?” She nervously glanced up at Aelin. “Please don’t make me apologise.” 

“Never,” Aelin said, “but we do need to return. Maeve has gone mad.” She stood up, her honey-gold ponytail swishing gently. Elide reluctantly stood up and looped her arm through Aelin’s, leaning her head on her cousin’s shoulder. “Personally, I would’ve gone for a kick in the balls, but a slap works just as well.” 

 +*+*+*+*+*+*

Bright, pealing laughter echoed throughout the hall and Lorcan tensed. Rowan shot him a warning look, telling him to keep his shit together and not antagonise Elide any further. 

His aunt was muttering something about Elide’s impropriety and how she would be having a talk with Vernon for accosting her nephew like this. Lorcan decided it probably wouldn’t be a good idea to tell his aunt Elide slapping him was the highlight of the trip so far. 

He hadn’t meant to dance with her on her birthday, but she had looked like she needed help. Lorcan hadn’t missed the way that sweating lordling had pawed at her. And he hadn’t meant for it to feel like… that. 

He hadn’t meant a lot of things. 

Aelin and Elide appeared, the former shooting him a halfway apologetic smile. He could see right through it, knowing Aelin was bursting with pride for Elide. 

When his eyes slid to Elide, she turned her head, but her cheeks pinked when he continued to stare at her. She finally snapped and sent him a glare that could freeze Hellas’ fiery realm. Anger acted a veneer to shield the humiliation shining in her eyes, but Lorcan read it easily, a slight note of shame tightening his chest. 

He really was a bastard. 

“Please excuse us for the mishap,” Aelin said, patting Elide’s hand. Lorcan stifled the urge to roll his eyes, the look on Elide’s face confirming it was anything but a mishap. “Lorcan, we’d like to invite you to stay with us at the palace.” 

Elide’s eyes widened and she stiffened, shooting him another dirty look. Just because he could, just for that rush he got when she paid him any attention, Lorcan winked at her, “I’d love to, your Majesty.” 

Aelin smiled innocently, “Wonderful. We’ll send our staff to help you with your bags.” 

 +*+*+*+*+*+*

Elide stewed silently in the foyer as Aelin and Rowan saw their guests out. The minute the door closed, Elide cried, “Why would you do that?” 

Aelin placated her, “Ellie-Boo, it’s to our advantage. We could never keep tabs on him if he was staying over in Maeve’s manor. This way, we can figure out their plan and stop it.” 

Feeling like she had gotten worked up over nothing, Elide mumbled something rude, “Fine. I guess that makes sense.” 

The queen scoffed, “Of course it does. I make the best plans.”

+*+*+*+*+*+*

an: aha ! he’s here and wasn’t it fun ?

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[lovenona]

The hot stream feels nice on his hair, soaking through and trickling down the edges of his body. Admittedly, as much as he agrees that hot water works best for a tried body, Baji doesn't understand why anyone would enjoy taking a shower under scalding heat (as he's always noticed that you prefer to have it a notch above what was advised). It left fleeting, burning sensations on his skin right after, sometimes leaving his skin pink for a good couple of hours. Perhaps that's why your skin felt heavenly under his calloused fingertips. Everything else that was unwelcome to it was... burned away.

Your words, too, sounded great to his ears, and to his spirit, and to his peace of mind. Sometimes, he's unaware of his strength, of what his hands are capable of, under the heat of your passion. The lasting Baji wanted to do was hurt you. And the last thing he wanted you to think was that he would do any of that on purpose.

Another thing that felt good was your fingers. They skillfully thread through his hair, softly and tenderly, massaging it along with your shampoo as you hummed. In his mind, he confidently thinks its Keratin (he doesn't know what that is) since you've mentioned that quite often, or perhaps some other shampoo with some oil element that keeps the roots strong (he didn't even know that existed until recently). Either way, with him smelling like you tomorrow, there was no way Draken wouldn't buy what otherworldly excuse he would muse for being late. He'll have to be honest that he rocked your shit way into the early hours. Sure, he'll be getting some shit for it, but all Baji knows is that he held no regrets.

Next time, he mentally reminds himself as he has done so many times before, I'm bringing my own shit.

"You missed the spot behind my ear," he tells you as Baji squeezes a generous amount of the that-or-whatever body soap on the sponge (You love your way aorund your skin products, something Baji admires. However, he finds them hard to keep up with. He's not telling you that, though). He presses it on his palm, balling it around as he watches the way it bubbles, before running returning the bottle and running the sponge on your skin, over your shoulders ans collarbones, down to the top of your chest and the curve of your breast.

He can feel your gaze, the scowl you had directed towards him as you continue to massage his scalp. You placed too much, Keisuke, comes your soft chastise. He ignores it, like the bastard he is. It's just soap.

Instead, though, he makes a casual observation: "Wow, we're actually taking shower."

'We're actually not having sex' was what he was going to say. But Baji knew if he said it, it would've sounds really great to his ears; beautiful, against these cold tiles and under the rain of the sshower. The next thing he would know, it would've happened.

That would be good, but perhaps not today.

– baji

canon baji repeated a year because he's bad at remembering lessons, and that is brought into mechanic!baji, who also co-owns a petshop run by kazutora and chifuyu, universe. also anon it is because of you that i cringed typing sponge here.

wait baji co-owning the pet shop that’s so precious 😭 baji playing with the dogs n kittens i gtg 

baji bows obediently beneath my touch. he softens around the edges, lets my fingers generously massage my favorite shampoo (spearmint and eucalyptus scented, as per the usual) into his head. i know he complains, often, that he wishes he’d remember to bring his own soap, but, like many of his petty comments about my things, i think baji secretly prefers it this way. i think, dare i say it, that there will be some pride in his tone when he tells everyone at work what he did last night.

he’s a bit of a bastard, after all. i’m sure he takes some pleasure in sharing my things. 

which is why i let him win when he hits me with that cheeky you missed the spot behind my ear. i roll my eyes, but dutifully i work along the skin there, massaging my affection into the places baji never sees. 

(i’ve always enjoyed when he lets me do this; there’s a particular kind of pride, i think, in being able to express my infatuation through the domestic things.)

and then, in typical baji fashion, he kills the vibe by pointing out the unbelievable notion that we are, in fact, not fucking in the shower. he’s got the nerve, that one, seeing as he’s been washing my chest with far too much soap for a considerably long time. i could laugh, even, at the way his words just barely match the tempo of his actions. 

but he’s right; it is impressive. often by now one of us would have made an alarmingly horrible pass at the other – some bad pick-up lines here, half-assed groping there – and end up slipping across the tiles in the desperate attempt to get fucked. maybe we’re just too tired this time. maybe we’re finally learning that fucking in the shower isn’t always that fun.

“you’re right,” i remark, mimicking his air of nonchalance, as i tilt his head to wash the shampoo out. he moves submissively for me, still trying to keep up the valiant attempt at washing my chest, even when i’m shifting him. 

(always determined, that one. i can’t even be mad that he’ll have used almost half the bottle of soap by the time he’s done.) 

“look at us go,” i continue, threading my hands through his hair until the rest of the shampoo disappears down the drain. i squeeze a bit of conditioner into my hands and ease it into his hair. “we’re being responsible and everything. it’s kind of impressive.” 

upon completing my task, i push his hair back out of his face and smooth it down, lovingly, as always. “even if all you’ve done so far is use up all the soap to wash my tits.” 

[kingdomheartsmarts]

Hello, could I please request a scenario with Axel/Lea where he and fem reader are long time childhood friends, and she walks in on him masturbating and moaning her name? He quickly scrambles to try and cover himself and come up with an explanation but she decides to "help him out" (lol sorry if that's too specific)

oh my god i love this. so much. 

honestly i’m trying to put a lot more work into these instead of forcing myself to pump them out and it’s helping me ease back into being able to write more again :) basically i’m trying to make them a tiny-bit longer. i hope that’s okay with you guys. 

smutty under cutty. 

Lea/Reader | Always There for You

Lea had always been there- being an absolute moron and a rock- for as long as you could remember; someone who was always there with a snide remark offset by a smile. It’s always been like this- following the redhead around like you were a lost puppy when you were kids before being pulled into an eventful friendship with him and Isa. Sometimes it wasn’t ideal, sometimes it was needed, sometimes it was everything that was keeping you from pulling your hair out- 

But sometimes it also made you want to finally shut Lea up with your mouth against his. 

Lea has always been mouthy and loud- obnoxiously himself even when you just needed a moment of peace- it’s always been like this, that’s why today was so annoying-

Coming home to your shared apartment, the cool air calming your thoughts for a split second before hearing Lea’s blaring music from his room- the noise cutting through your ears and ringing through your skull as you made your way to your bedroom, rubbing your temples. 

“Lea- I’m home, can you turn that down?” You yelled, the volume staying a constant before knocking your fist against the door- 

“Shit- H-Hey,” Lea greeted you from the other side, the music abruptly stopping. 

“Turn it down. I have a headache, please.” 

“Oh, yeah, of course,” He said, the music starting back up, “Is that alright?” 

“Perfect; I’m going to shower,” 

“Cool,” 

If you didn’t have a raging headache, you would of caught the way his voice spiked with surprise and anxiety, the way that he knocked himself around his room to get to his phone to turn down the music, and the way he seemed to of been violently pulled out of his own thoughts- his mind preoccupied with something so intimate he forgot his surroundings. That being said, it wasn’t his fault; you came home early from work with a raging headache, a mixture of the weather and stress causing a matra of internal thuds. 

You just wanted a warm shower, some meds, and a nap. 

Tossing down your phone and wallet, you pulled off your shirt as the door closed behind you. You could care less if Lea were to somehow see you, especially in this moment, but he seemed pretty preoccupied when you interrupted him. Kicking off your shoes and socks, you pulled off your pants and panties, chucking them into a clothes hamper before pulling off your bra; it was friday anyway, you didn’t need that bra right now. 

Entering your bathroom, you swore you heard your name called, through the not-so-thick walls of the apartment; your bathroom being the in between area between Lea’s room and your own. Ignoring the convincing noises, you pulled your hair down as you let it rest over your shoulders, turning on the warm water as you finally felt yourself relax, your tense muscles relaxing under the hot stream of water- your eyes slipping shut with a soft hum. 

“That’s it, babydoll,” 

“The hell?” you murmured, realizing that Lea was the source of those words, your face heating up with the realization-

He’s been masturbating this whole time.

Well, that’s alright, just leave him be- he needs his alone time and if he needs it right now then that’s okay, you said to yourself, lathering up your hair as you massage your scalp. 

“Fuck- You’re so good for me,” 

Who was he thinking about? Was he thinking about someone you didn’t know, or someone that the two of you knew and it was his little crush? Was he even smitten with someone? Was he just letting out empty praises to get himself off on his own voice?

You snickered at the last thought, the idea of Lea only being able to get off when he was able to hear his own voice- but the idea of Lea touching himself plagued you- 

Did he have toys? Was he facetiming someone or watching porn? Or was he just completely solo while thinking of someone else?

Washing out the shampoo, you bit your tongue at the last thought as your gut twisted with jealousy- 

Lea thinking about someone else. 

You refused to admit the very fact that you were the one smitten by him. You loved Lea with every miracle and dumbass decision he made and you couldn’t handle the idea of him getting off to someone else-

So what if he was getting off on the idea of you?

Dismissing your spiralling thoughts, you pulled yourself back to reality as you ran conditioner through your hair, letting it sit for a moment as you ran body wash over your skin. 

“Shit- come on, just a little more for me,” 

Your body felt hot as you turned down the hot water, trying to cool yourself off as your core ignited with the thoughts of Lea laying naked on his bed, jacking off while moaning. 

“I’m gonna take care of you, that’s a good girl,” 

Finally washing out the conditioner, you were finally growing uncomfortable as your skin crawled with the desire to relieve yourself. 

“I’m gonna take good care of you, kitty,” 

Your hand paused on the knobs of the shower as you took in what he just said- 

Kitty. 

Sure, you knew the whole daddy-kitten thing, but he didn’t say kitten. He said kitty. The same exact nickname he called you from the time you were teenagers. It wasn’t something he normally said to everyone- not even close, with the memory of a girl asking him if he would call her kitty before swiftly shooting her down, telling her that you were kitty. 

Finally turning off the water, you quickly towelled off before drying your hair with the towel, your thoughts racing as you attempted to distract yourself from Lea’s not-so-far-away moans. Wrapping the towel around you as you snuck out of your room, staying as quiet as possible as you leaned your ear against his door-

The explicit sound of his moans and rough strokes pained your core as you relished in his pleasure for a moment, continuing to moan as you reached for the handle of his door, the towel still wrapped around you as you silently turned the handle-

Lea laying with his back to his bed, resting on some pillows as he held a picture in one hand and his dick in the other, his hand quickly stroking his length as his half lidded eyes studied the picture- 

A picture you gave him of you at the beach, clad in clothes that are only called that because of a marketing meeting. 

You pervert, you thought as he continued to let out babbles of moans, his words mixed and mumbled as his length leaked precum. 

“That’s it, kitty, god-” Lea groaned his head falling back against the pillows as you pushed open the door a little further, relishing in his nude body as you stood in his doorway. 

“Whatcha doin’, pervert?” You purred with cockiness dripping from your voice, Lea jumping out of his skin at you standing at his doorway- your hand on the door and on your towel as he attempted to cover himself.

“Uh…” Lea trailed off, cocking your brow at him as you closed the door behind you, locking the two of you in the room together. “You wouldn’t be masturbating to a picture I gave you, now would you?” You asked sweetly as you made your way over to his bed, his face starting to match his hair as he stared at you, wide-eyed. 

“What’s wrong? Cat’s got your tongue?” You asked as you leaned down, running your tongue along his jaw, “Or should I ask, does Kitty got your tongue?” 

“You-You’re not mad?” 

“I don’t typically go into the bedrooms of men who are obviously masturbating only wearing a towel, so no i’m not mad,” you said teasingly, resting your knees on either side of his hips, sitting over him as he kept a hand on the sheet covering his length.

“Only a towel?” Lea asked after a moment, his hands finally leaving what they once clung to as he grabbed your covered hips, teasingly sticking your tongue out at him. 

“Mhmm- You wanna see?” You teased as you laid him back down, your hands running down his warm skin that had a sheen of sweat. 

“Who am I to deny that?” He said lowly, your hands finally pulling off your towel as he groaned softly as it fell away, your eyes focused on him. “Shit, kitty,” He growled, pulling you down on top of him, his arms wrapped around your back as he took one of your nipples into his mouth- his eyes meeting you as he let out a soft groan. Your hands found their way into his hair as you pulled him forward, his lips curling into a smirk as he released your nipple, his hand running down your back to cup your ass. 

“Had to moan my name that loudly, hm?” You teased, kissing his jaw as he massaged your ass, your core burning at the close proximity to his warm hands; a soft chuckle left his mouth as you kissed your way up his chin, gently kissing around his mouth as he let out an irritated growl. 

“Shut up and kiss me,” Lea snapped, crashing his warm lips into yours as you let out a soft moan- his warm lips moving against yours as his tongue ran over your bottom lip, a soft gasp escaping you as his tongue ran over yours, his fingers finally teasing your slick core. 

“You want it that bad, huh?” He teased as he pulled you to lay directly on top of him, your head resting against his chest as his fingers ever so gently dipped into your core, testing the waters as you let out a content sigh. 

“How about you shut- ah!” You cut off your sentence with a gasp, his fingers entering you as you arched your back, his long fingers massaging your inner walls- just for him to roughly remove them a moment later. “Were you saying something?” He smirked as he brought his lips to your neck, gently nipping and suckling on your soft skin. 

“If you don’t hurry up and fuck me-” 

“Lewd words coming from you,” 

“I just caught you masturbating to a picture I gifted you,” 

“Fair enough,” Lea smirked, flipping you over for him to loom over you, his eyes dark as they were shrouded in lust, his hands finding your hips as he pulled your thighs around his hips, his length hard and waiting. 

“Do you think you need anymore prep?” He asked lowly in your ear, his teeth taking the tender lobe and rubbing it with the sharpness, your lewd whimper making his cock twitch. 

“No~ Please just hurry up~” You whimpered as you pulled his hips closer to yours. 

“Why’re you so horny, kitty?” Lea teased as he finally pushed into you, your gasp making him groan as he pushed into you, “Did my moans get to you that badly?” 

“Shut it-” You snapped, a blush covering your face as you wrapped your arms around his back, your face buried in his neck. 

“Should I stop reminding you about how I moaned about you and practiced praising you?” He smirked against your skin as he pushed all the way in, your loud groan making his cock twitch as your walls fluttered around him. 

“Lea~” you whimpered, your walls deliciously stretched as your walls fluttered at the beautiful feeling, his arms wrapped securely around you as he held you close to him. 

“Oh, that sounds nice,” He purred as he teasingly rolled his hips, your groan telling him everything he needed to know as he continued rolling his hips into your waiting heat. 

“God- More~” 

“I’m not god, I thought you had my name memorized by now-” 

“Damnit Lea if you don’t fucking go harder-” You snapped, his teeth raking across the sensitive skin of your neck. 

“Harder?” He tentatively asked, keeping his hips at the lazily pleasurable pace.

“Please~” 

“Like this?” He snapped his hips roughly, a loud groan leaving your mouth as he smirked at your expression- your head flung back as your nails cut into his shoulders, your eyes half lidded and glazed over with pleasure, and your mouth hung open in a moan. 

“Lea- Fuck-” You groaned as you brought him impossibly closer to you, your back arching as his hips continued to roughly slap against you, his balls slapping agaisnt your ass, the lewd sound making you whimper. 

“What? I feel that good?” Lea teased, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as the sentence left his mouth, his groan resonating through the room as his mouth hung open in a moan, “Fuck you’re so good for me.” 

“Lea, more~” You whined as your hand intertwined in his hair, pulling his head up as his lips crashed into yours- the kiss messy and imperfect as teeth clashed with a shuttering groan, Lea’s thumb teasing and abusing your clit as you groaned into his mouth. 

“That’s it- hah- good Kitty,” He praised you, watching your hips twitch and shutter as you squealed, your orgasm coming too quick and not fast enough all at once. 

“Fuck- Fuck- Lea~” your resonating, open-mouthed groan echoed through the room as your walls convulsed around his throbbing length, your nails cutting into his shoulders and scalp as you clung onto him with waves of your orgasm rushing through you. 

“That’s it, babydoll- just a little more for me,” he panted in your ear, his breath hot as it fanned your skin, goosebumps raising as your body quivered under his unwavering assault. You whimpered under him, your hands helplessly holding onto him as his pants and moans grew in volume, the overstimulation making your body limp.

With an abrupt groan, Lea came as he held onto you, his hands warm and sweaty against your back as he shuttered, his cum painting your inner walls as the warmth filled you. His thrust finally faltered as he came down from his high, his body cradling you under his warmth, his head lifting to meet your eyes. “God, I've wanted to do that for so long,” Lea said lowly, his voice starting to rasp from everything that just happened, pulling himself out of you while he looked down at you. 

“Fuck,” you cursed as your heart continued to pound in the constrains of your chest, your hands continuing to hold Lea as he smiled down on you, his lips gently pecking yours. 

“That was amazing,” he smiled, nuzzling your ear as he wrapped his arms around you, flipping you over to lay on top of him. 

“Do you always last that long?” You asked weakly, resting your head against his shoulder. 

“Depends on how much you tease me, baby girl,” He said with a wink, playfully rolling your eyes at him. 

“Good; I’ll keep that in mind, then,” You quietly said as you nuzzled your head into his chest. 

“‘M always here for you,” Lea playfully said as you kissed up his neck. 

“I know. You’re not gonna be having anyone else now, right?” 

“Never did, not gonna start.” 

“Good.”

[the-fiction-witch]

Boy You Gross

REAL LIFE: SCANDAL COUPLE: TBS X READER RATING: FUNNY AF

"Hello everyone! what am I doing today!" Y/n smiled from her dining table with Thomas sat in the other chair beside her "I know I set up a shooting space! are you proud of me?"

"A little,  assumed we were just going to see the vlogging camera like you usually do" Thomas said "But all you did was clear your table, turn a light on and put your camera on a tripod"

"Shhhh... shhh your noise hole," she says putting a hand over his mouth "Right. The point of the video! we are going to be trading.... let's call it wash products. for one month"

"I'm gonna smell like you"

"You are Thomas. and I am going to smell like you.... why did I make this a video concept?"

"I don't know, why did you do that?"

"I thought it would be interesting." she says "so, Shampoo. body wash, handsoap, lotion, razors, deodorant" she explained "It was also going to be toothpaste and then I realized that I can't trade that with you because I have allergies"

"Ohh shit yeah... I didn't think about that."

"Yeah I didn't until about five minutes ago while I was making us cups of tea" she explained "Are you excited to... have my stuff?"

"Slightly I'm excited about your shampoo because your shampoo is amazing,"

"Do you have any theory about this next month?"

"I think I'm going to be sweaty because from what I have been informed women's deodorant isn't as strong as men's, and I also think I'm going to not like the amount of stuff I'm about to have stuffed in my bathroom"

"I think I'm going to get mad. Because I worry about not having my own shampoo not having my own lotions, I am a fancy lady and I don't think I'm going to like the... like Superdrug bullshit you probably have," she explained "I think my hair and my face is going to get really mad about this, alright let's get going gentlemen first. also because I think you have less tuff them me"

"I also think I have less stuff then you" he laughs grabbing something from under the table and slamming the blue bottle on the table

"and this is?"

"uhhhh.... wash. of some sort" He answered

"it says shampoo.... Ohh no." she laughed taking the bottle "3 in one. ohh god my hair is not going to like this. any woman who has thick hair knows the pain I currently feel in my heart. why is all men's stuff like this?"

"I don't know, thing is I'm like the only one of my friends so has specific shampoo and body wash like separately every other guy I know they're the same thing"

"Yeah because you like having fluffy hair" she laughs "that and your mum I assume would have been very strict on that matter, I have met your mother I feel like that something she would enforce"

"very much so"

"Hang on?.... there's only like half a bottle in here do you only get half a bottle?"

"no, I've been using it"

"wait- Thomas did you just take this from your bathroom this morning?"

"yes..."

Y/n then starts laughing like a crazy person "I went and bought like a set like of everything I usually use. I wasn't going to just give you the ones out my bathroom"

"Ooohh..."

"Are they all just literally picked up from the bathroom?"

"Yes. none of them are new"

"you dick"

"I was not informed that was a rule"

"It as heavily Implied Thomas!"

"fine, I am still mad though" Y/n sighed moving it to the side "You want your shampoo?"

"Yes!"

"You already know what it is" she laughs putting two red bottles on the table "Shampoo and conditioner, you are going to have to condition your hair"

"I condition it... like every six months when I can be bothered"

"You gonna be so fluffy"

"I am, this is what I need though, so I'm not weird for like sniffing your head. I need to just buy a bottle of this"

"just to sniff?"

"yes, because it sells amazing"

"Also don't throw the bottles away"

"why not?"

"Because you can go back to the shop and they'll refill it for you so you reuse the bottle"

"They do?"

"yeah, you don't pay as much either for a new bottle. better for the environment"

"you are such a hippie"

"Ohh we haven't even got to the most hippie parts yet" she says "Next?"

"body wash right?"

"yes thomas"

"here you go. this is the current one anyway it changed every... so often mostly what's cheaper, what I can get, what people buy me for Christmas"

"Ummm you didn't smell like this last year" she laughs "Ohh dear fucking god" she complained picking up  a hair from the bottle "This better be off your head. or I may murder you, Thomas"

"I think so, I don't really grow hair anywhere else so..."

"Alright, Boy you gross" she complained "Here, go nuts" she sighed handing him the blue bar of soap

"yes!"

"He also steals this. often. like every time you stay and have a bath at mine you always steal my soap"

"I do, your stuff smells nice. plus it makes your skin go blue for like five minutes which is great because you know if you missed anywhere"

"Because it's fancy" she smiled "You actually bought me this. I think for my birthday, or Christmas one year this particular soap and I have been using it religiously ever since because it smells great"

"Yeah I did buy you it. because it was Christmas and I was doing my shopping and I was wondering around oxford street and I had done everything else I needed one more thing for you and one more thing for my sister, and I thought about you being a little hippie so I went to lush's massive store in oxford street, and a woman working there said it was good so I grabbed it and got ava like a bunch of the small bath bombs they do around then."

"I don't adore lush. but this soap is good. they'll probably discontinue it in six months"

"If they do I'll go and just buy you in in bulk just like all of it that they have"

"Aww thank you, right next I use that for my hands so It's just you"

"yes, it has a fish on it" he smiled

"Does this come from like Tesco?"

"yes. Sainsbury's actually."

"Goddamit Thomas" y/n sighed "I knew this as what I was getting! I fucking knew it" she complained "I can't even recycle the bottle because of the type of plastic. I'm so mad at you right now" she whines "I will reuse this. somehow... I will fin a use for this bottle"

"Can't I have it back?"

"No!" she complained "lotion time, this is actually only half my lotion stuff because there is no reason for me to give you the other one I use2

"why not?"

"Because its specifical tattoo lotion and you do not have any. I will keep that because I still have one healing so I need it"

"That's fair, you get to use this" he smirked

"Nooo..." she whines "You and goddam plastic bottles Thomas, this is just face though?"

"I know, but I use it for everywhere because I don't shave that often"

"That is perfect just... man logic. its lotion so I can use it everywhere, its soap it washes all of me. I don't know why men think this way."

"I have no idea. but we do"

"you do, it all smells like you though. to be fair they have all been sat in your bathroom for god knows how long so that's going to help. deodorant!"

"here, you steal this from me. so often it's unbelievable. anytime you around mine and you think you smell bad you instantly steal this" he laughs

"I do, men's stuff is way stronger, plus this... this is Thomas' smell like bottled. just add like motorbike oil to this smell and. that is what he smells like"

"See I do smell nice"

"It's not nice. like I'm not going to say its a pleasant smell because like most men's stuff its aggressive and manly so it's not nice. but its.... comforting. I think because I associate the smell with you. so it's like getting a hug when I smell it, want your's" she smirked and dropped a box on the table

"the fuck is this?"

"This is deodorant"

"No... it looks like a block of cheese!"

"well that's what is going to stop you smelling like sweat"

"I would... like to preemptively apologize to anyone who is going to hug me this month," he says "How do I use this? do I need to wet it like soap?"

"No, you just rub it on you" she laughs "You wanna see the razor now?

"Hit me," he asked she then put on a safety razor "The fuck is this?"

"your razor for a month this is what a lot of people used back in the sixties and such before plastic razors were as much of a thing. also, plastic razors can fuck off"

"oh... well. here's your plastic razor"

"Noooo! Thomas!" she whines "Please tell me it's new"

"The pack of them was in my bathroom, but I have not used this one"

"Alright. I'm mad though. You can keep that because I bought it for this. No more plastic razors Thomas!"

"Aww thank you. its scary though"

"it is. but its better. better for the turtles"

"yes, like straws... I have a glass straw now that I carry around in my car because of you"

"good."

"Goddam hippie"

"You also have a bamboo toothbrush which again I bought you. because... plastic bad"

"It is nice though. it has a little turtle on it"

"You are such a child, Honestly I'm surprised none of this was star wars themed"

"I have star wars themed bubble bath"

"Do you?"

"Yes, its in a Darth vaders head-shaped bottle"

"You god dam five year old"

[go--ask--alice]

Exordium

Alice, I Love You.

Ever since Alice’s confession of love, J has been struggling. He knows that he has very strong feelings for her, but love was never something he thought he’d feel for another person. Before he can confess his love to her, he needs to come to terms with it within himself.

Alice and J are currently getting ready to head out for a night at J’s club; The Smile & Grin. He wants to show off his beautiful new Queen for the world to see.

🃏: Joker

👑: Alice

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🃏 Bath time princess?

👑 That sounds wonderful!

🃏 You want a bath or a shower? Daddy wants to join, I’ll be good! *Starts laughing.*

👑 Hah! Well in that case, a shower. We may never leave the bathtub!!

🃏 *Runs and picks you up so your straddling me as we walk.* You have to be on your best behavior too.

👑 Mmm Daddy you are terrible!! *I run my hands over your exposed chest.*

🃏 Me? I’m a saint! Can’t you see my wings?

👑 *I look over your shoulder to your back.* Nope no wings here!! But you do have something sticking out of your hair? Yup! Look at those cute horns!

🃏 You see horns because you’re always horny. *Cackles*

👑 Me?? *Looks aghast.* I’m the angel here, how do you think I put up with all your devious antics?

🃏 *I put you down and give you a look.* Daddy is going to take off his clothes now and put a warm shower on. Can I trust you to be good? You know how you like to tease.

👑 *I bite my lip.* Yes Daddy, I’ll be good.

🃏 *I start slowly unbuttoning my shirt.*

👑 *I follow your hands as they move down your chest.*

🃏 *I snap my fingers.* Alice… Behave! Let me help you take that off. *I start unbuttoning your shirt as I press myself against you.*

👑 Oh Daddy.. you don’t play fair.

🃏 See? I took off your shirt while being a gentleman. Let’s see you take off my pants.

👑 *I reach forward and at a snails pace I tug your pants down your long legs, I coax each foot up and pull them completely off then hand them to you.*

🃏 *I watch you as you take my pants off. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.* Alice… how did you become so gorgeous?

👑 *I quickly turn bright red.* ..umm *I’m speechless.*

🃏 *I love how you blush. I reach out to touch your face and it’s warm.* Alice… Behave.

👑 I am Daddy. I just don’t know what to say to that.. no one’s ever spoken to me the way you do.

🃏 That is a grave oversight. Someone needs to tell you everyday, and I’ll make sure that it’s me. *Kisses your hand.*

👑 *I smile wide.* I love you. God.. so much.

🃏 *My eyes smile at you.* I’m going to wash you because I don’t know what will happen if I let you use your hands.

👑 *I can only nod, afraid if I keep talking I’ll make a fool of myself. I can’t help saying those words at any opportunity, but I can see in your eyes that it hurts just alittle bit to hear them.*

🃏 *I get into the shower first and hold my hand out for you watching like a hawk to make sure you don’t slip. If you were ever hurt I would die.*

👑 *I carefully step under the hot water with you. It feels amazing on my sore muscles. Being with you is more exercise than going to the gym.* Ahh that feels wonderful… *Just when I thought you couldn’t get any sexier, watching you naked, as hot water cascades down your pale lean body.. It’s almost more than I can handle.*

🃏 *I pull out a bottle of body wash and pour it onto your body. I rub my hands over your shoulders and massage as I wash you.* Tense sweetheart?

👑 *I let out a nervous laugh.* I’m fine J. Just trying to behave myself. You’re so very close and so very naked. I don’t think you fully realize the affect you have on me.

🃏 *I give you a devilish smile.* Maybe it would help if I wasn’t facing you? *I turn you around and pour shampoo into my hands and start to wash your hair. I pile your hair onto your head and work the shampoo in and then start to rinse it out and add conditioner. I hold you close to my body as my fingers run through it.*

👑 *I just want to melt into your body, you feel so good pressed up against me.* You know I’ve never had someone wash me like this before, it feels amazing!

🃏 Again… I’m surprised that you haven’t been pampered like this. You deserve every bit of it and more especially since you take such good care of me.

👑 *I lean my head on your shoulder and look up at you.* I’m glad you think I deserve all this.. I truly am.

🃏 *My hands trail down your back and over your breasts while I slowly wash you.*

👑 *Your touch is gentle, almost too gentle. This has to be as hard for you as it is for me.*

🃏 Alice… Are you behaving? *I smirk behind you.*

👑 Ye..yes Daddy. *I bite my lip to surpress a moan. I turn around in your arms. I want to see your gorgeous face. I trace one of the scars on your cheek, I’m trying to be good but I just want to feel you. I wrap my arms around your waist and hug you. No games… I just hold you as close to me as possible.*

🃏 *There is an overwhelming feeling sweeping over me. I feel it pouring out of me to you and out of you towards me. I know what it is. It feels too good. I become afraid. I’ve never felt this feeling. I didn’t think I was capable of giving it or accepting it. I clutch you to me. The shower is steaming but something feels cold inside. I worry that I’m stealing your warmth and that I’m poisoning the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.* Alice… I… don’t want to change you.

👑 *I look up at you confused.* Change me? J… you’re shaking.. are you alright?

🃏 I… I’m just… *I want to tell you but I don’t want you to worry. You are perfect. I don’t want you to be upset.*

👑 *I run my hand along your jaw.* J.. what is it?? *I’m starting to get concerned, I’ve never seen you like this.*

🃏 *I sit down on the bench in the shower and run my hands through my hair. Say something to her idiot now that you have her all upset.* Alice… you… *I swallow.* You… love me. *Saying the word makes the hairs on my body stand at attention.*

👑 Yes.. I do. Very much..

🃏 I have trouble comprehending the… the emotion. *Something inside me screams.* I feel as if.. You are the most… The way you are…. everything you do is… *I am starting to babble. I am so frustrated with myself. I clench my fist.* This is… I have a… a good feeling inside. I’m sorry… I don’t know what I’m saying. Excuse me. *I am mortified. I leave the shower without even drying. I start to run into the master bedroom and slip onto the marble.*

👑 *My legs feel like they’re about to give out, I sit down on the floor of the shower with my mouth hanging open, dumbfounded. I can’t move, I feel like we’ve been in this same position before. On our first night together.*

🃏 *I pound my fists repeatedly onto the marble and force myself to get up. I feel a shooting pain down my leg. I don’t want you to see me like this. Weak, naked, babbling about my… love. I limp into the bedroom and sit on the matress with my head in my hands.*

👑 *The water is still running, I couldn’t care less. I slowly walk into the bedroom, my body wrapped in a large towel and hair loose dripping down my back. You’re hunched over sitting on the end of the bed. My heart breaks looking at you.*

🃏 *I realize that you’ve walked in and I try to “man up”. It come out as an angry snarl. I’m like an abused animal growling at the only person who loves it.*

👑 *I keep my distance. I can’t read you right now which scares me.*

🃏 *I get up and immediately wince in pain and sit back down. I’m not going anywhere right now despite my stubborn want to run.*

👑 *I take a hesitant step towards you.* Mr…. J… ?

🃏 *Hearing your sweet voice snaps me out of my delirium.* Yes baby doll… come here.

👑 *I come closer, still worried.* Did I.. did I do something wrong? I pushed you too hard. I’m so sorry…

🃏 No… *My face is pained.* …It’s… it’s not anything you did Alice. You are perfect, I am so happy with you. Please listen to this explanation and try to hear through a madman’s words.

👑 Then tell me. Tell me what to do. I can’t stand to see you like this, I can see the pain in your eyes.

🃏 I’m starving. I’m so starving that I’m afraid I might eat your entire heart.

👑 *I sit next to you on the bed, I pull my knees up to my chest.*

🃏 *I smack my head when I say the words.* Ah… that was stupid. *I decide to be honest.* I’m afraid of this feeling. I’m not afraid of anything. You can see the problem right?

👑 You’re… afraid to love me?

🃏 *I quickly grab your hand and kiss it.* I.. l think it’s too late for that. But I don’t want to hurt you. What if I… change you?

👑 Well it's to late to worry about that. I’m here for the long haul. I trust you not to hurt me. And if I change, then I change. Why does change have to be a negative thing?

🃏 You are perfect.

👑 J.. I’m not perfect. No one is.

🃏 What if I poison you with my imperfections? With my criminality. You deserve stability.

👑 Look at me. *I put my hands on either side of your face.*

🃏 *I look at you instantly.*

👑 I know what you are. I knew before I stepped foot into your club. It does not matter. I had no idea that night when I snuck into your bar that we’d be here right now. Never in my wildest dreams! You are more than I could ever ask for. I still don’t feel like I deserve the attention and affection you give me. But for some reason you’re convinced that I’m… perfect. *Now I’m rambling. I laugh out of frustration.*

🃏 Alice how can you not know? *I look at you confused.*

👑 How do I get it into your thick skull how fucking important you are.

🃏 You are literally made for me.

👑 Then have me!

🃏 *I chuckle nervously. I can’t believe I said that. My heart beats quickly. I feel lightheaded.*

👑 I’m HERE for your taking!

🃏 *I pull back with a surprised expression on my face and then start laughing like mad. I’ve never seen you do that before.*

👑 What! What’s so funny??

🃏 You… You yelled.

👑 You won’t listen! You’re so fucking stubborn.

🃏 *I try to stop laughing. I know you’re frustrated. It’s so funny though. That loud yell coming from little sweet you.*

👑 I tell you I love you and I feel like you don’t want to believe me. Do you have ANY idea how frustrating that is???

🃏 You know… you’re sexy when you’re frustrated. No baby no… I want it I’m sorry I’m sorry.

👑 J.. I’m serious. I’ve never been more serious in my life.

🃏 I know. Here goes… No one has ever loved me. I’ve never loved before, teach me. I think that I do… Love you. *Alarm bells sound in my brain.*

👑 ……..*I’m shaking.*

🃏 Have patience with me… I’m an old dog. It’s hard to teach us new tricks.

👑 Sa….say that… say that again…

🃏 Alice…

👑 Please.. I need to know I’m not hearing things.

🃏 *Suddenly I feel bashful. I’ve never felt that emotion either. I grab a pillow and hide my face under it.*

👑 *I grab the pillow, probably alittle to rough.* Look at me.

🃏 *I look at you and purse my lips. I’m nervous.*

👑 *You’re blushing. I put my hand on your cheek.* …warm.. *I chuckle.*

🃏 *I bite my lip and grab your wrist and then kiss it.*

👑 *Some how you always find a way to make me smile. Even when I try to be angry with you. My heart is still racing like mad.*

🃏 That’s how it feels huh? To be flush in the face.

👑 Mmhmm.. not so bad is it?

🃏 You walk around feeling like your heart is going to knock the walls of your rib cage out all day long? Stupendous.

👑 When I look at you? Yes. *I hold your face in my hands.*

🃏 *Squint my eyes and stare at you trying not to smile.* You know… you still have soap on you. *I chuckle.*

👑 I don’t care.. Haha *I kiss you.* You know.. you’re still naked?

🃏 This is my favorite outfit I think it’s yours too.

👑 *I whisper.* It is.. shhh..

🃏 Alice, don’t ever let them put me back in Arkham.

👑 Never.

🃏 *Your prompt response makes me reach out and hug you.* I do think you might like the way I look in that straight jacket though. *Cackles*

👑 I’ll turn this world upside down if they ever take you away from me.

🃏 I believe you. I mean - if you yell like you did earlier they might pay you to take me back.

👑 I’d cause a scene like you wouldn’t image! Worst case scenario they’ll lock me up with you. I’d lose my mind if you were gone.

[sparkie96]

Well since your opening request >:3 Can you do we’re Chris and Bsaa infiltrate Simmons place after young Leon (age difference) is kidnap and found him strip naked and Simmons is there? Yeah I’m evil hehehe

Forewarning, this is a spoiler for a future update (or maybe a fic, you’re gonna have to figure that out because this is gonna be vague as all hell. Everything is not what it seems, so the writing might make you think it’s one thing, but it’s actually another. Hint: It’s not Omegaverse XD)

Anyway, RE2 Remake Leon in Simmons grasp? It’s more likely than you think. Thank goodness Chris is gonna come and knock some of Simmons’s screws loose (if there’s anything left in there). 

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Mr. Simmons was a really peculiar guy and to be completely honest, the man made Leon’s skin crawl. The young man had no idea how long he had been here nor did he really understand his purpose here. Was he supposed to be Simmons’s guest? His lover? Leon wasn’t really sure, but the rules the man gave him were really odd. Like, why wasn’t he allowed to go beyond the fence without supervision or an escort? And why wasn’t he allowed to bathe without Simmons being there on certain days? 

Like today, Leon had to let the man help strip him out of his clothes and the man had to help him with his bath. The twenty-one year-old stood before Simmons, not letting him touch him, thus making Simmons a bit disappointed and definitely impatient. 

“I’m not doing that.” Leon said, crossing his arms with a pout, “I’m twenty-one. I shouldn’t be letting you help me with something like bathing. I’m old enough to bathe by myself.” 

Simmons snatched him by the arm, the motion unexpected as the man tsked him with a shake of the head, “You’ve been such a good boy, Leon. You’ve been behaving so well...and now I’m disappointed in you…” 

“Let go…” Leon warned, pulling at the grip that seemed to only get stronger, “Let go!” 

Simmons only held on tighter, his other hand snagging Leon’s chin before canting his head upward to look into his eyes, nails biting into the tender flesh and making Leon wince, “You better behave or you will make me very angry...and you’ve seen what happens to those who make me angry, haven’t you?” 

“I just want some privacy!” Leon protested, “I’m not asking to move the fuck out!” 

The pinching pressure of nails biting into his skin disappeared, but only so Leon could be consumed by the blinding white pain against his cheek. Leon gasped as the slap finally registered in his mind, blue eyes blinking the stars out of his gaze. His cheek became hot, stinging as a bruise began to blossom under the pale skin. 

He had never been slapped by Simmons since he woke up here. Occasionally scolded or reprimanded, but never hit. 

The man wagged a finger in his face, tutting him about his language and misbehavior. He reprimanded him, saying that he had given Leon anything he could ever want, and now the young man was being ungrateful. He then reminded Leon that he could rescind his kindness and Leon could go join “the others” down in the basement. He was sure the lady downstairs would love to have a new toy to play with and pull apart. 

“Or…” Simmons said with a smirk, noticing the look of horror in the younger man’s eyes, “You can behave and follow the rules. So...what will it be, hm?” 

Leon took several deep but shuddery breaths before shutting his eyes. His arms slowly raised upward, Simmons praising him with a “good boy” before those cold and clammy hands found their way to the hem of his shirt. Leon fought back the angry tears as Simmons stripped him of his shirt, discarding it in the laundry hamper before moving on to his sweatpants. He winced as those cold hands slipped into both his pants and his boxers, skinny, spider like fingers ghosting over his warm buttocks. 

“Can’t you just take them off nor-?” Leon began to ask before being cut off by Simmons shushing him, reminding him to behave once more. 

Leon bit his tongue, wanting to curse and lash out but deciding not to, letting the pervert strip him of his pants and unwillingly letting the man touch him. A disgusted shudder rolled through him, but willed himself to just...stay still and not react. He knew what happened to the others. He had heard the screams at night. He didn’t want to join them. He wiggled out of his pants and underwear, feeling them pool down his legs and then fall around his ankles. He stepped out, toeing off his socks as he now stood naked and exposed before the man. 

Leon couldn’t help but cover himself with his hands, blushing like mad, making Simmons laugh, “Good. Now, get in the bath so I can wash you.” 

Again, the younger obeyed without much protest. One lean leg followed the other as he climbed into the tub, feeling the hot water warm his body even more. Well, on the bright side, at least the water was warm. Last time, Simmons had been too painfully and awkwardly slow and the water had been almost chillingly cold. Either that, or it had been the man’s way of punishing him for pushing his limits and trying to climb the gate that lined the perimeter. 

“Good Boy.” Simmons purred, grabbing the shampoo and conditioner, lathering both in Leon’s hair before scrubbing his scalp. 

Good Boy...how Leon hated that phrase. It sounded wrong when Simmons said it...dirty even. Like, Leon knew that it was supposed to be a praise or even a term of endearment, but when Simmons said it, it made Leon feel disgusting. So much so, it sometimes made his stomach churn. It further confused the relationship between him and Simmons and made Leon even more sure that he wasn’t here to act as the man’s son or even a nephew. 

So...who was Simmons to him, then? Leon remembered the hauntingly familiar bodyguard he had had when Simmons had left for nearly a month, the man informing Leon that Simmons didn’t even have a wife nor did he have any children. Simmons had a cult...which, if Leon was being honest, freaked him out even more. 

Leon wondered where that bodyguard was now. He missed him. 

Leon leaned back and let Simmons dunk his head underwater, rinsing the soap out of unruly brown locks. Simmons pondered aloud if they should dye Leon’s hair to a deeper shade of brown or blonde, Leon wrinkling his nose at that. He didn’t want to dye his hair, what if he didn’t belong here? What if there was someone out there looking for him? They wouldn’t recognize him if Simmons dyed his hair. 

“I don’t want to dye my hair.” Leon muttered as Simmons lathered a loofah with the bar of soap, “I like my hair the way it is…” 

“Now, now, Leon…” Simmons scolded, scrubbing his shoulders before the man leaned in and kissed the closest one, “I think you would look prettier with blonde hair.” 

“I’m not pretty.” Leon said, glaring up at the man, “And I don’t want to be a blonde.” 

Before Simmons could scold him once more, a loud bang from downstairs interrupted the man, making them both jump at the loud sound. Leon’s eyes widened, wondering if one of the beasts downstairs in the basement had somehow gotten free. Though, upon listening closer, Leon could hear gunfire...and last he checked, BOWs didn’t know how to fire a gun. 

The bathroom door had been kicked down and Simmons had been torn away from him, Leon’s eyes wide in shock at the man who had seized his captor. 

“Chris!” 

[devilatmydoor]

love is fatal I  part 2

A/N; Part 2 of my new Cal fic! Let me know what you think! :) I hope you are all rested and safe. 

part 1 

Word Count; 4.2k

Warning; angst, drug use, swearing 

The lump in her throat became more apparent as the girl looked Veronica up and down, staring at her choice of clothes.  She felt overdressed in her black hoodie, messy bun, and black leggings versus the other girl with Cal’s shirt on. Before she could even say anything or try and walk away from the half-naked girl standing next to her, her grating voice alarmed Veronica, “Are you Luke’s new girl?” 

Luke’s new girl? Where in the hell did she get that idea? 

“No.” Veronica breathed looking at Luke’s door to see if she stared at it long enough he’d look for her. 

“You’re here late for someone who isn’t his.” She commented and Veronica looked at her watch on her arm and saw that it was barely past 11pm. The girl looked Veronica up and down for the second time and Veronica furrowed her eyebrows and squinted her eyes, confused why she was still standing next to her, “But you are wearing far too many clothes to be here for Luke.” She winked. 

Veronica had to take a deep breath before replying to her, “I don’t fucking know you.What Luke and I are doing is between him and I. Even though whatever is going on between you and Calum isn’t.” Veronica insinuated as she walked back to Luke’s room ignoring whatever the other girl was going to reply with. 

She opened the door and closed it and Luke was sitting at the edge of the bed, the pizza boxes and empty coke cans vanished from the room. She shook her head and sighed louder than she anticipated. 

He tilted his head and ran his fingers through his curls, “What took you so long darlin’?” He asked softly 

“You didn’t tell me which door was the bathroom so I overheard Calum having sex,” She gagged, “Then I ran into the girl on the way back to your room and she implied that there was something going on between you and me.” 

He softly growled in response and motioned her to the bed,  “Oh god her. No wonder he was mad you were here. Ignore whatever she said, she’s the worst.” 

She sat down next to him and softly giggled at his comment, “Her voice is definitely something.”  

“Oh god isn’t it? I honest to god don’t know how he listens to her talk.” He giggled looking in her eyes. 

“I don’t think they spend too much time talking.” She replied and pursed her lips and leaned towards him.

He almost fell on the bed laughing and she couldn’t help but laugh with him, her nervous breath turned quickly into her trying to catch her breath from laughing so much. Her stomach hurt as she continued to laugh with Luke and they both fell backward on the bed laughing. He laid on his side to face her and she took a deep breath to stop herself from getting dizzy from all the laughter. He followed suit and then giggled softly, “Luke! It wasn’t even that funny!” 

“Then why are you laughing just as much as I am?” He chuckled and he sat on his bed with his back leaning on the headboard. 

Veronica moved so her back was leaning on the headboard and she blushed, “Probably because it’s true!” 

“I can’t see her having intellectual conversations” Luke’s eyes narrowed as he smiled at her. 

“Besides the obvious reasons, why don’t you like her?” She asked as she cocked her head sideways. 

“I just don’t get a good vibe from her. Ever since Calum met her she’s been coming to our place and he’s almost never at her house. It’s just suspicious like she’s hiding something from him. If she stays overnight, which rarely happens she expects Calum to have coffee ready for her. She complains about his smoking, gets jealous of any girl who talks to him, talks about how messy the house looks if it is a mess. She acts like his girlfriend when she’s his friend with benefits.” Luke explained, grabbing the remote to his T.V

“God she sounds awful. And I thought Caleb was the worst.” She speculated and pulled her sweater sleeves to cover her hands. 

“What’s he like?” He asked as he looked in her eyes. 

“He gets jealous too, I think he doesn’t like you and I hanging out but I could care less. He usually comes to my house but it’s mostly because his roommate knows my ex and the breakup wasn’t…” She trailed off trying to think of a word that would describe the disaster that was her last relationship. 

“You don’t have to talk about it but if you ever want to I am here for you no matter what okay? I understand messy breakups, I’ve been through some emotional ones myself. I’m here for you darling, whatever you need.” He mused and smiled at her. 

She smiled at him and kissed him softly on his cheek, “Thank you Luke, I appreciate that. I’m here for you. You can always talk to me about anything. I never judge my friends, ever.” She mused

“I don’t either.” He smiled at her and they finished watching The Ritual and watched Hush, Luke comfortably laying his head on Veronica’s lap so she could massage his scalp and run her fingers through his curls.

* * * * *

The sunlight in his room peeking through the black curtains, he rolled over on his side and slowly opened his eyes and saw her laying on the other side of his bed. She rarely stayed the night, especially during the week. She told him she was going to leave after going to the bathroom but he passed out and didn’t even notice she was sleeping next to him. He laid on his back and stared at the ominous blue wall until his stomach grumbled loud enough to wake up Luke. He sat on the edge of his bed and stretched his arms while flexing his tense muscles. His back and shoulders ached from his 10-hour shifts at the shop  and 80% of his shift he was hunched over clients’. He rolled his neck and a soft groan escaped his lips. He shrugged realizing she was still asleep. He stood up and put his boxers on and stretched his back and an even louder groan escaped from his lips. He stood up straight and thought of one last idea to wake her up. He walked to his leather jacket that was hung on his chair and  went through his pockets for the white box and lighter he clung to. He took out a cigarette and ignited it as he sat on his chair and inhaled the intoxicating yet soothing nicotine. He exhaled and waited for her to smell the smoke. He inhaled his cigarette and exhaled, her body slowly waking up as her eyes shot open and her eyes met his. 

“What the fuck Cal?” She said in a chiding tone, she moved the comforter off of her body to reveal she was partially dressed. She was wearing her bralette and underwear from the previous night. 

“Good morning to you too,” He huffed as he crossed his legs and inhaled his cigarette staring at her. 

“I told you I don’t like when you smoke.” She scoffed and sat up in his bed and leaned against the headboard and covered her nose further disapproving of him.

He exhaled his cigarette and rolled his eyes as he clenched his jaw, “I told you to leave.” He growled and stood up from his chair and ran his fingers through his messy hair. 

“You didn’t even notice I was sleeping in your bed.” She sighed as she slowly climbed off his bed. 

“I was exhausted, I trusted you to leave as we agreed. All you had to do was put your dress and shoes on, drive home which is hardly even a drive.” He shook his head in disbelief. 

“Did you think maybe I was exhausted too?” She walked towards him, her arms crossed as she narrowed her eyes at him. 

“From what? You don’t work 40 hour weeks.” He spat as he walked away from her and looked through his closet for clean clothes. 

“This is why we don’t talk, you think you know everything.” She muttered and he sharply turned around to look at her. 

“It’s mostly cuz you’re a snobby bitch who gets whatever she wants.” He growled and bit his bottom lip glaring at her. 

“Fuck you Calum.” She spat and walked away from him to grab her clothes from the floor. 

“You already did, multiple times.” He winked and turned around and grabbed his clothes for the day and looked at her as she put her dress on, “I’m gonna shower, you know the way out.” He spat as he opened the door and walked down the hall to the bathroom. He stepped inside the bathroom and closed the door behind him, louder than normal, and groaned in response. He turned on the shower to the hottest setting and slipped off his boxers and didn’t even bother to comb his hair. He stepped in the shower as steam surrounded him as he let the scalding water hit his back sighing in relief from the pain. He grabbed his shampoo and worked it into his curls as he enjoyed the water hitting his back in the perfect way. He rinsed the soap out of his hair while closing his eyes. He did the same treatment with his deep conditioner and let it sit in his hair as he lathered his favorite body wash on his body. He rinsed his hair and body off and turned off the shower. He grabbed a towel and dried off. His hair a complete mess from the shower and he put on his socks, then his black pants and his white tank top. He put on deodorant and put on his favorite cologne. He put his short sleeve top on buttoned his shirt from bottom to top. He combed his hair and opened the door and stepped out of the steam-filled room and walked down the hallway to his room to grab his phone from his nightstand, he sighed in relief when there was no sign of her. 

He walked down the hall toward the kitchen and he could smell coffee as he got closer to the island by the sink. He sat down on the chair and sighed as he  looked at Luke who was pouring two cups of coffee, “Thanks for making coffee, I’m gonna need it.” He thanked as he waited for Luke. 

“She left about 5 minutes ago, she didn’t even ask for coffee this time. You must’ve pissed her off.” Luke turned around to face Calum as he handed Calum his cup of coffee. 

“She slept over mate. She never does.” He looked at Luke and got off the chair to walk to the fridge to grab the milk. 

“Josslyn didn’t even say goodbye to me, She always does if she sees me,” Luke explained as he drank his coffee and leaned against the kitchen counter. 

“Why are you complaining? You hate her.” Calum expressed as he poured milk into his coffee mug and walked back to his chair as he thought about what he was going to eat for breakfast. 

“I’m not, just confused. She talked to Ronnie last night.” Luke remarked as he widened his eyes and shook his head. 

What the fuck? She never said mention talking to Veronica. 

He rubbed his temples and took a deep breath, “You two were obnoxious last night. You’re laughing fit ruined the mood.” He commented. 

“Abrupt change in subject, at least your acting normal.”  ” Luke raised an eyebrow and shook his head and opened the refrigerator to grab the milk, reached for his Cereal and grabbed a bowl and spoon. “You could’ve told me Josslyn was coming.” 

“You could’ve told me Veronica was coming but here we are.” He added before he grabbed his favorite cereal, grabbed a bowl and poured the milk first and then the cereal and grabbed a spoon. He checked his phone before plugging it in, “Where is Duke?” 

“Outside.” Luke answered as he finished drinking his milk and walked to the sliding door leading outside, “Duke!” 

He looked outside to see Duke running inside and he stretched his arms down to pick him up as he ran up to him, “Hey buddy! Pops missed you!” 

Luke put his  mug in the sink before grabbing his cereal and walked into the living room to turn the T.V on. He held Duke as he finished his breakfast barely paying attention to whatever Luke was watching on the T.V. He set Duke down as he put his shoes on and walked to his room to grab his leather jacket and his keys. “Do you need anything while I’m out?” 

“I was gonna go grocery shopping for us before I came in today. Just text me a list of what you want.” Luke looked up at Calum and smiled. 

“That would be perfect, thank you. I’ll see you later.” He smiled and bent down to pet Duke before leaving for work. He put his helmet on and started his motorcycle. His pride and joy, besides Duke. He saved up for 2 years to get a Harley Davidson and he used it as much as he could. He took advantage of the perfect weather, the sunshine and wind hitting his skin in the best way. As he got to work, he parked in the parking lot and grabbed the keys and took his helmet off and carried in his hand as he walked towards the shop. He grabbed his keys and unlocked the back door and opened it. He smiled when he saw his two best friends simultaneously work with him. 

“Morning Ash and Michael, how’s your morning?” He asked as he walked towards them. 

“Good, you and I are going to look through supplies and see what we need. Micheal is going to go through appointments and make sure we have enough supplies for the next two weeks. I think we should.” Ashton remarked as he put his hands in his pockets. 

“I think we’ll be okay, we usually don’t run out. I’ll be in my office if you need anything.” Michael smiled as he walked away to his office. 

“Should we go to the stockroom?” Ashton suggested and Calum nodded in agreement. They walked towards the stock room and he overheard his other coworkers coming in. He followed Ashton as he opened the door and led him to all of their supplies. Ashton went through all of the instruments and needles while Calum looked through ink. “We probably should’ve brought paper with us to write down what we needed.” He mentioned 

“That would’ve been smart huh?” Ashton remarked as he giggled and looked around for something to write on. 

“I’ll go to my office and get one.” He mentioned as he looked at Ashton and shrugged. He walked through the doorway and saw Grayson walking into the front door. 

“Good morning Calum!” Grayson greeted as he smiled. 

“Morning! Did you bring your laptop so we could go through your artwork?” He asked and without hesitation Grayson showed him his backpack. 

“I almost forgot, Veronica came home super late this morning,” Grayson said sleepily before yawning. 

“She was with Luke at my place, he has no concept of time I swear.” He chuckled before walking with Grayson towards his office. 

“Oh my god, neither does V. Drives me insane,” Grayson explained as he followed Calum.

“Trust me, I understand. I’m going through supplies Ashton, get comfortable and I will make sure that I am here before 11.” He addressed before grabbing a legal pad and pens from his desk, “If you need anything don’t hesitate to check in with me or Michael.” 

“Thank you! I will.” Grayson said as he sat down on the chair across from Calum’s desk and situated himself. 

He walked back to the supply room where Ashton was sorting through masks and gloves, he sighed when he realized this was going to take longer than anticipated. He sorted through the aftercare supplies and wrote down which ointment they needed more of, which soap they had in stock, and how many boxes of alcohol prep pads they had. Ashton wrote down how many disposable razors, cartridge grips, and gauze they had in stock. After they finished sorting everything and realizing they needed to find a day where they had no appointments or other obligations to come in and thoroughly go through everything. Ashton brought the list of numbers to Michael as he walked back to his office and saw Grayson going through his work. He sat at his desk and looked through Grayson’s favorite artwork as Grayson showed him the wolf tattoo that he drew for Veronica and the rose tattoo he’s perfecting. He decided to order Grayson and him Lunch since it was almost 2pm and they both needed to eat. Ashton and Michael came in to look at Grayson’s art and Ashton invited Grayson to help with an appointment after their lunch. 

He looked through his own drawings and his calligraphy and fonts and what needed to be updated on the website. Michael came in to go through the website with him and make sure they added Grayson, Michael showed him the schedule of appointments and what shift’s he’d work with Grayson to finish his training. After Micheal left, he attempted to focus on his drawing but the noise coming from the tattoo needles mixed with miscellaneous conversations and the background music became too distracting. He grabbed his cigarette pack, sunglasses, and lighter before he stepped out of his office while his eyes fixed on the front door. He weaved through customers and coworkers as he opened the front door and felt the warm sun hitting his skin. He quickly put his sunglasses on and lit his cigarette and inhaled instantly. He leaned against the window and looked at the busy traffic on the street and the sidewalk. He finished his cigarette and threw it in the trash before opening the door and took off his sunglasses to see Luke talking to Ashton at the front desk. He made eye contact with both of them and they motioned him to come over. He walked over to them while trying to avoid bumping into anyone. 

* * *

As she walked her thighs started to chafe and she regretted wearing jean shorts. Her least favorite season became more evident as the sun was out longer and humidity became more unbearable. As she saw the newly familiar area, she opened the door and sighed happily when she felt the cool air hit her skin. She took off her sunglasses and realized Grayson was nowhere in sight and Luke wasn’t at the desk. She walked over to the body jewelry and looked at the barbells again. Her eyes glued to the hot pink one that stood out surrounded by various blacks and silvers. She couldn’t keep her eyes off of it if she wanted to. She was brought back to reality when she heard an unfamiliar voice ask her if she needed help. She turned around to see a muscular man wearing a black and white striped short sleeve shirt and black pants with black hair. His hazel-greenish eyes met hers, “Hi! Sorry, I zoned out. I was admiring all of the beautiful body jewelry. ” She giggled, embarrassed by her complete lack of focus. 

“Don’t worry about that, I would be too if I was interested in getting a piercing. I can tell this isn’t your first time in a tattoo shop?” He asked and smiled at her. 

She giggled at his comment. “Oh no this isn’t my first tattoo shop and won’t be my last. I have more tattoos than piercings, obviously.” 

“Same here,” He winked and stepped closer to her and leaned over the glass case showing all of the body jewelry, “I noticed you have that wolf thigh tattoo. If I’m not mistaken you are Veronica. A new tattoo artist named Grayson showed me that EXACT tattoo the other day, unless he tattooed it on someone else and I am a fool.” He blushed as he looked away. 

She looked down at the tattoo that was on display, “You are not a fool, Grayson is my best friend. I came to pick him up and give him some good news.” She looked at him and smiled. 

He giggled and pretended to wipe the sweat off his forehead, “Oh thank god, I’m Ashton. It’s nice to put a face to your name.” 

She smiled and heard Grayson in the distance, “It’s nice to meet you Ashton. Luke mentioned you designed this place. It’s amazing.”

“Thank you doll, Calum and I both worked on it. Our artistic director gave us ideas for the overall anesthetic and we had fun.” He smiled as he stood up straight and put his hands in his pockets.

“It’s beautiful. Red and black are my favorite colors together.” She mused as she looked to see Grayson, Luke, and another person she hasn't met. He was blonde, the same height as Grayson and had black-rimmed glasses, his style similar to Graysons. 

“They work really well together, the contrast is beautiful.” He smiled and looked over to see his coworkers. 

“Almost every color looks amazing paired with black.” She mused as she waved at Grayson who waved and motioned her closer. She looked at Ashton and smiled, “I should go. It was nice talking to you Ashton.” 

“Nice talking to you, have a good rest of your day.” Ashton smiled as she walked away towards Grayson. She smiled as she saw him giving her one of many looks she had memorized.

“What?” She shrugged and giggled at his facial expression as she walked up to the front desk where Luke was conversing with the other guy and Grayson walked toward her. 

“What were you looking at?” Grayson asked as he put his phone in his pocket. 

She knew she couldn’t tell him what she was really looking at, “Nose rings. I’ve had a stud for my nose piercing for ages.” She fretted as she ran her fingers through her hair and fidgeted with her rings. 

“Oh yeah? That would be interesting.” Grayson mentioned as he waited for the other guy to leave and Luke leaned over the desk. 

“How was work darlin?” Luke asked as he smiled at Veronica. Calum slowly walked over to the front desk after he spoke to the other guy she didn’t recognize. 

“It was weird, I’m actually transferring to a new animal hospital. The assistant manager is having her baby soon and they need a new Vet Tech.” She smiled nervously for Grayson and Luke’s reaction. 

“No way! That’s great, where is the new hospital??” Grayson asked as she saw Calum walking towards the desk. 

“I’m not sure, I know it’s called Angel City.” She answered as Calum walked up to them. 

“Angel City, that sounds familiar,” Luke mentioned as he looked at Calum who was furring his eyebrows as he entered the conversation late. 

“Angel City, the animal hospital? It’s not too far from here. That's where I take Duke.” Calum clarified he made eye contact with Veronica and he looked at Luke and Grayson. 

“Duke?” She asked, remembering when she was at their house she didn’t see or hear an animal. 

“He’s my dog. He was in my room when you were at our house. What about Angel City?” Calum asked as he furrowed his eyebrows at her. 

“I’m transferring there, I start next week.” She explained as she grabbed her car keys. 

“Damn! That’s fast.” Grayson expressed as his eyes widened. 

“At least the clinic is closer, that way we can see you more!” Luke said excitingly followed by a familiar groan from Calum. 

* * * * 

After his three tattoo appointments back to back and his previous piercing appointment, he was ready for a break. He had 2 hours left of his shift and he didn’t have any other appointments. He walked towards his office and closed the door behind him. He went to his seat and got comfortable as he got out a legal pad and wrote down a list of things he and Ashton had to finish on Sunday. He and Ashton didn’t have appointments so they could come in at any time and work on organizing the storage room. Thankfully they had enough supplies for the next two weeks but Micheal wanted them to make sure they were fully stocked for upcoming appointments.

He heard a knock at the door and thought he was hearing things. People almost never knocked at his door, they usually just walked right in without even bothering. The second knock louder than the first, that’s when he knew he wasn’t imagining things. He stood up from his chair and walked away from his desk. He slowly opened the door to see her. He had no idea she even knew where his office was in the first place. Dressed in shorts paired with fishnets, a vintage tank top, and black converse. Her jet black hair with her pale skin. Her eyes met his as she bit her bottom lip. 

“Calum?” She said softly as she looked at him, he’d never seen her like this. Then again he only knew her for 2 weeks. 

“Veronica, Grayson isn’t here.” He clarified as he cleared his throat, confused why she’d be here on Graysons day off. 

“I know, That’s why I’m here.” She implied as she crossed her arms. 

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Sky And The Forces Of The Multiverse, Chapter 32

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Sky still hadn't spoke to Angel. The most she gave him was grump gazes when she walked by, angel having a hard time himself meeting her eyes. Angel for the time being never left the hospital wing, as if he was too scared that maybe the second he walked out he'd be grabbed and gone forever, no following the others and barely much speaking other then judas. Internally he seemed to be happy someone still seemed to like him despite this mess, but he still couldn't help but feel like he didn't deserve it. Like he wanted Judas to hate him in an odd way as a response instead of his usual kindness. He still looked a mess, refusing to wear the clothes judas had put out for him and hadn't taken a shower despite judas telling him he should. Sky was probably repulsed because of him and his appearance wasn't helping. The normally fancy looking angel with his hair tied up behind him still wore the tattered, torn, and dirty clothing from the day it happened and his hair was messy and everywhere, the way it covered his face reminded judas of nora when she was hiding behind it more then angel. Guess it figures despite how different angel was, he was still just as stubborn, though for different reasons this time. With his brothers being grounded, sky and the rest of the girls constantly being dragged to meet with janna and talk more about the situation, and nora giving up her freedom to help out and save a life angel was mostly left as the only person he could talk to.

Nora was still in the building, though he got the impression her parents were making her stay where she wouldn't be influenced by him or sky like she had been. Though seeing the king and queen regularly visit the ill spider queen left him wondering if nora had been able to convince them and what their conversation had been. Point in case though, with everyone being monitored and rarely getting to speak one on one, judas and angel were practically stuck together for the most part. Well, there was also loki, or coral, but he somehow got the impression they weren't the best people he could confide in in this situation. Angel still had more to tell anyway, and if sky wasn't stepping up, he had to. "Angel....you really should clean up....you look sick....it's not like you", judas entered, alone this time considering a few times sky had been with him when they had been able to meet up, carrying a bowl of stew for the boy. The boy snorted, huddled up in a blanket, "C'mon, i'll even bring you down to the underworld, my room has a bathroom linked to it, you can use it....change into fresh clothes....I know you don't really want to look like this. And you can't go on trial looking like this either...angelus...please?" "Judas give up on my case, it's over, i'm done...you'll only look foolish trying to do anything to let me off the hook for this, I admitted what i did and everyone saw me, there's nothing to defend and you shouldn't be trying to defend me....you'll only get yourselves in more trouble.", he was stern, he was being serious, he was being stubborn. The demon laid out the boy's food and took a seat next to him, "Angel, we know, we're just trying to at least prevent worse from happening to you, if you explained to them that you were tricked, and lied to, and threatened maybe-". "Maybe they won't decrown me?". "Angel, we're doing this because we care ok?". "You care....Sky...I'm not sure about.". "Sky cares, even if she's not showing it..". Angel puffed his hair from his face. "My parents would kill me if I did what you did y'know....yours are.....very forgiving...". "They're....mad with me....don't downplay it...but...they need me to help....they can be more mad with me once we catch the criminal, working with them....is.....weird...It was already stressful with the girls but...working with my parents under these conditions is....messy, they know things we didn't and we know things they didn't....so I suppose it will help...but if neither of us can get ourselves to work together, we might not stand a chance...it feels like...they're one step ahead of us.....are you sure you can't tell us more about their plan?". "Judas, they told me nothing much about why they did anything, I was only given instructions and promises and....threats....nothing more...I never really knew what they wanted....to me...at the time...I just thought they wanted to help...that....maybe they felt like I did, mistreated...and having anger towards those they felt wronged by...at least...it felt that way....how they spoke to me.....", he went soft, "They knew me judas...at least....it felt like they did....they knew what I did.....they....made me feel like they cared....". "I'm sorry angel...". "Why were you even trying to catch them? For breaking into your castles....?". "It's....more complicated then that....but we can save it till after you clean up....angel if you want to help and try and make up for this in the future you can't do it like this...you need to pull yourself together however you can, If you're ever going to speak to sky...or go on trial.....or help....you can do it looking like this....", angel just stared down at the floor, lost in thought about his words, "Hey.....if you go clean up and change....I'll tell you everything about....why we're doing this..will that make it easier for you?.". It actually seemed to make the boy think it over, he sniffled and his shoulders tensed before he relaxed and gave in. "Fine...I'll....clean up....but....can I eat first?". Judas snickered and nudged the boy. "Yeah....". Angel eagerly took the food, chowing down the stew to fill his stomach, "You didn't have to bring me food....". Though the boy laughed as he watched the hungry spider shove more and more of the stuff into his mouth, "Dude, I bring you food about every time I come to visit you now, I know the food they have for patients aren't all that good and you need your strength. Besides....you seem to really like trying new food...I uh...get the impression most of your home dishes involve insects?". Angel gulped more down, "Insects are a tradition in my kingdom, you eat giant bugs yourself, most monsters love them...". The demon caught on what angel was implying and quickly tried to reassure him, "Oh no no, I didn't mean it as an insult, I love them as well....I just meant...I think you like trying things that you don't get to normally eat back home. You might as well try some new stuff while you're here...I'm sorry, I didn't want to assume too much about your home life...". Angel snorted, "It's fine...my life at home is not particularly the best, it makes me wonder if i'm better off being decrowned....the people don't want me as their king. They sure won't want me as their king after this incident, I could live a life on my own...eating this food....maybe I'd be better off not bothering...". He glanced to judas before turning back to his food, "Even if I truly did make up for my mistakes...that doesn't mean they'll accept me back....nor does it mean my own parents would even want me back.". "Angel....do you want to be king...?". "Yes, of course I want to be king!", angel said with such ferocity that judas was caught off guard, "I....I wanted nothing more then to be king and do everything I could to...help us...but maybe It really is pointless...everything is pointless...my plans did nothing, and my people don't even want me around....it feels like being a useless peasant is where people like me best, I can't exactly cause much trouble if I just....sit around and eat food...". "Angel....if you want to be king, you should be king....being king is your passion, even if you screwed up....kings....well...kings make mistakes...c'mon..there are so many mewmans who don't want me to be king and that's not stopping me....I for one, think you have the potential to be a great king. You take risks, you refuse to let others walk all over you, when you care about someone you really make an effort to make them happy and protect them....". "You think that highly of me? Even after all this still?". "Are you surprised?". "No it's....just different hearing you say it....". He finished up the last of his food before standing, "Judas, let's...let's go...I'm ready to clean up and....hear what else you need to tell me.". - Angel had never been in Judas's room before and judging from his reaction, it was more impressive then his own, trudging through as judas ushered him into his personal bathroom aligned with dark tiled walls or red and black and gothic decor, even down to the skulls on the faucets. "You can use my usual towel, it'll be fine, we got plenty of soap, shampoo, conditioner, body wash....whatever you need, you probably would need the horn cleaner so avoid that. Lemme go get some clothes....I had a few sets made for you that you rejected...". "You're being way too kind to me...."., his almost amazed expression turning grumpy. "Would you rather I let something bad happen to you? It's ok to accept someone's generosity...I'm offering....ok?", angel huffed but said no more as judas placed some clothes on the sink, "Hey....I wish it wasn't like this either...because of the situation, everything that goes through you comes back to my parents....I don't like....telling them this stuff because I know it bothers you...but...I don't want you to be like what happened to nora's parents...but worse....nor sky...or...my brothers....or anyone....I just want to figure out what I can do to help....ok?". "It's fine....it's not like anything you get from me won't make them hate me any more....". "We're going to figure this out....for now we're....just dealing with it how we can...it's all we can do..", judas leaned against the sink, "Angel I'm.....I'm sorry I never tried to form a friendship with you before....I....I know you could've used someone and-", though angel cut him off, pressing a hand to his mouth, "You apologize too much Judas....you need to stop......you said it yourself right? You can't change the past....you can only do better in the future". "Right....you're right...thanks for reminding me...", he looked at angel and back at his shower before detaching himself from the counter and clapping his hands together, "Well, I guess I better leave you too it.....uh...let me know if you need anything and just warn me if you're dressed or not or if it's safe to come in...I don't wanna walk in when you're.....yeah....oh and those clothes are already tailored to fitting your legs, so don't worry about that...". "Just....wait for me....right now i'm not comfortable being alone...being alone with everything going on....doesn't feel safe.". "Yeah, of course...I'll be waiting outside...don't worry about a thing.", judas awkwardly gave him a double thumbs up as he backed out and shut the door behind him, breathing out as he heard the lock behind him click. He headed over to take a seat on his bed, pulling out his compact to check for messages, none from sky but he wasn't surprised, being dragged into meetings with her mom took time away from texting. She hated it, she took no joy in working with her parents, or just her one mom at the moment. She was only more stressed and more frustrated then before. He hoped they would get to talk more, he wanted nothing more then to share some laughs with her right now, take their minds off things for a bit. His ears twitched as he heard the water run on the other side of the bathroom door, at least angel was cleaning himself up finally, he at least accomplished that and it meant angel wouldn't look like he crawled out of a dumpster after being attacked by warnicorns anymore. How he was going to explain to the boy about the multiple dimensions thing was going to be rather weird tho, his parents might not find it weird, but there was no telling with Angel. Or maybe Angel did know? If Her was responsible for bringing them her would that be a detail she'd bring up? Angel would've said something to him by now if that were the case right? He hadn't been weird about the girls it seemed. Judas fell back on the bed and sighed, he was overthinking things again, he needed to relax and wait for angel and they could get everything out there later. He was starting to freak out again, he raised his arm out in front of him, examining it, the image of his arm chomping and biting a suit of armor still fresh in his mind. He'd pushed this in the back of his mind of course, for good reason, his mind only on the cure, but it still managed to find it's way to the front when he couldn't be distracted from it. Bite marks, implied teeth. His arm, had teeth. Yeah, that wasn't scary at all. It sounded like something from a science fiction movie, or a horror movie, or one of those scary books aimed at kids that melaine tended to love. It was still haunting him despite everything, he'd had the arm since his creation but he'd never seen it with teeth before, that was only the kind of things he'd usually see in his nightmares as a child. Imagining it as a being that could gobble him up and take control of the rest of his body, Judas tended to not like being alone like this, being alone meant being left with a lot of thoughts like this that took over his mind, making him anxious and scared. And boy he already knew what could happen if it drove him too far. He was starting to get anxious again, he already missed angel's company and being far away from him only made him feel worse. He sat back up, getting back up and off the bed and walking back over to the bathroom before taking a seat and leaning on the door instead, at least having someone else here reassured him a little and took away from some of his anxiety. Though dinners these days had before more uncomfortable every new session, his parents would probably ask for a new report after it about anything knew judas had heard or gotten from the prince in the shower though judas wondered how long it might last before his parents no longer wanted his assistance. He banged his head against the door behind him in frustration, why did everything have to be such a mess? He tried so hard to maintain everything and it all went so wrong.....was he doing something wrong? "Prince lucitor?". Judas almost jolted, guess his bang had been louder then he thought it was, though angel was clearly shouting over the water to make sure the demon could hear him back in return. Judas suddenly felt embarrased and quickly shouted as loud as he could back, "Uh YEAH? SORRY I WAS....IT'S NOTHING!". There was silence for a moment and judas was certain the conversation was over but Angel called back from his end, "JUDAS ARE YOU SLAMMING YOUR HEAD AGAINST THE WALL FROM STRESS?!" Great, now it was more awkward, if that was even possible. Judas didn't answer, though that didn't stop the spider on the other side. "BECAUSE I'VE BEEN THERE MYSELF YOU KNOW?! FAILING TIME AND TIME AGAIN...IT'S....IT'S NOT GOOD FOR YOUR WALLS!". Judas chuckled, though he wasn't sure if angel was being intentionally funny. "UH, MAYBE WE SHOULD TALK AFTER YOUR SHOWER IS DONE? I DON'T THINK SHOUTING THIS CONVERSATION IS GOING TO DO MUCH BUT GET SOME SERVANTS DOWN HERE TO COMPLAIN!". He felt a smile creep along his face, at least that brought him some joy. He leaned against the door and closed his eyes for a bit, his hand on his compact as he waited for someone to message him, though about 10 minutes later the only thing he heard was the click of the door and the only thing he felt was the door swing open and he quickly scrambled away. Angel was still slightly damp judging by his hair, but looked a lot better, he looked fresher and smelled like lavender. Even if him wearing Judas's clothing was a little strange since the boy was usually seen in more fancy wear and collared shirts and vests, not so much judas's hoodies, comical shirts, and jeans. In fact Judas would argue he looked pretty nice like this even if he would most likely disagree. Angel looked a little confused at seeing the boy on the floor but didn't question it at all, holding out his hand as judas stood up, "Sorry....I might've fallen asleep.". The prince shrugged and looked away from his eyes, "Your clothes are....baggy for me, but....they're warm". "I think you look good.....your hair looks good down...", angel almost seemed to smile as he looked over to the bed and took a seat, "Again, you probably should not be slamming your head against doors or walls, it just...stings....". Back on topic it seemed as judas sighed and headed over, "Look i'm just dealing with a lot of my own problems...sorry for scaring you if I did...I'm....I'm a mess myself...". Angel patted the bed and judas took a seat. "Maybe you shouldn't be helping me while you're...like this...you have your own issues to be worrying about me....", He eyed judas's arm and judas grabbed it, "It's really not that big of a problem angel, I'll manage, even if nora will be...unavailable to help...her book held most of her research y'know and....hey...what happened to that anyway?". Angel's ears flickered, "Nora's book? It is brown, full of papers sticking out...really thick looking and covered in slime?". "Yeah.". "Her....she used that book to bribe me, saying she had the cure from it, and that I'd get it after I finished her plan....but....I never got it....was....details about your curse inside?", judas nodded and angel's expression became more worried, "Judas...they...know about your....condition....I....I don't like the fact they.....judas perhaps you should be more careful....". The boy elbowed him playfully, "Don't worry, I'm not gonna take any deals with her over it, her deals were probably a load of nonsense anyway, no telling they would've kept their promise anyway and wouldn't just stop your people from doing magic once it was over". "No judas I mean....if she knows about your condition....I just....I don't want her to hurt you....". "I'll manage....ok? I'm here and for now we're safe....we can worry about it later....". Angel was silent, he looked like he wanted to say something but held back as he changed the subject, "It just felt....nice for someone to reach out to me...to feel like they understood me, that they wanted the best for me...I...I was a fool for...for falling for her words....". Judas carefully placed a hand on angel's back, "You were manipulated...it's....it's hard......It's why sky has been so....mad with you...Angel I know you had no ill intent and you screwed up and sky knows it too....she....she just feels as manipulated as you feel....". "I didn't try to manipulate her...though...I....I wasn't trying to...". "I'm sure you weren't but....if you found out she was working for her and was probably telling private and personal stuff about you to her that you trusted her with you'd be hurt too...she....she really hoped you weren't involved with this.". Angel hissed, "Well...I WAS ok?! I.....I'm sorry...I......was stupid...I know i did something wrong and I accept it I'm just....I'm really...I have a lot of feelings right now....", he could feel judas comforting him as she tried to keep himself from crying freely, "I just want to speak to her again, She won't even look at me anymore....". "It's going to be ok....you won't feel like this forever, you'll be able to apologize and wrap things up...". "But when? I don't....If she really does want to talk to me and she cares...why....why won't she speak to me?". Judas watched him cup his face with his hands in frustration. "Angel...she needs time...you...just gotta give her time...". "I know I'm just.......I'm afraid she really won't forgive me...waiting is painful...it's....the worst kinda feeling...I don't know what she's thinking or what she'll do....it's scary", the demon felt that, trying to sooth his worries as best he could, "Y'know, me and sky had a fight more recently...Sky wanted to do something but I thought it was risky and dangerous and had the potential to hurt her, but she wanted to do it because she really believed it would make her life easier and help....and...we had a hard time talking for awhile....she felt betrayed....and I was upset about it for days...and so was she...", angel looked up, "And she forgave you...I know, you've told me you fight...you don't have to remind me". "Well, actually, we both forgave each other, sky said maybe I had a point and I said I should have been more there for her......I'm just saying for now she might need more time to think about before you might work it out, and maybe she'll be able to speak to you about it under....less tense circumstances....I just want to give you hope angel, I don't want you to worry she'll never want to speak to you again. Maybe I am repeating myself but I don't want you to lose faith...", his face became very serious, "I'll remind you every day if I have to that it won't be hopeless....". "Don't you feel hopeless with your own problems?" Angel tugged on some of his hair, the demon could swear his pincers popped out from his mouth a few times, "You've had to have felt that way yourself a few times, the cruel people out there against you....it's not fair to you. I......some of the things they say must hurt....they....they made me mad...but then again everyone beats down on me so much at home I should be used to it by this point". "I'm never fully hopeless....i'm just....not the type to give up....". "Oh that's true....you're stubborn judas...well...we all seem to be actually, but you especially are....". Judas smiled. "Hey....it's going to be ok, it all hurts now...but...time heals...and things will get easier...", angel took a deep breath as he parted his hair, turning to face judas fully, "So.....what is the other half of the story you promised to tell me about? It's....nothing I need to be heavily concerned about is it?". The demon's face shifted and he seemed to be unsure, "Uh....I hope not? C'mon....I'll explain on a walk to our private kitchen...you outta get more to eat and I haven't eaten much myself today....been kinda stressed for obvious reasons...". "Do you......have any...buttered rolls down here?". "That....sounds like a plan judas...", the spider quickly followed him out, staying close by and feeling the most safe he had in a long time. - "-Hekapoo literally went searching throughout the entire dimension of cats with human faces for a lead because I guess she ran out of ideas, It was kinda funny though, she came back covered in cat hair and she was so PISSED, though maybe that was because one of my bucket pranks got her like...right after and put out her flame.", Janna seemed to be looking back fondly on the memory as sky looked like her mom had shapeshifted into a extraterrestrial being. She came here to exchange notes to help with their further investigation together, not listen to lousy stories about the high commission being morons. "Ok, but what does that have to do with this investigation?", she asked impatiently, she could be talking to judas right now, or trying to avoid being arrested, literally anything would be more useful then sitting here having her mom waste her time. The queen smiled contently, "It rules out a dimension from having anything to do with our case, also it's just funny.". Sky grumbled, "All you guys seemed to do was tighten security and go to other dimensions or figure out what was going on....". "I mean, we did check mewni, you just gotta check everywhere, also it gave me a reason to grab some fun souvenirs, so that was sweet." Sky looked even more irritated, "Are you serious? C'mon this is is kinda serious? Why are you treating it like it's nothing?". Janna only chuckled, "Sky c'mon, I am serious...but we got this, your mom's amazing at this kinda stuff, me, her and those lucitor dweebs? Been through all kinds of messes, doesn't mean you can be miserable throughout all of them, chin up...". "You sound WAY too confident about this...you guys have supposibly been on all kinds of dangerous adventures....aren't you like..scared? Jude's parents freak about this stuff, shouldn't you panic that...she could...hurt us? She...he...they....they got into the castle before, I came face to face with them! They could've hurt me! You saw what they did to angel, he's real lucky to be alive right now! Like I saw them, they full on intended to wipe his memory or kill him and this isn't time to be making jokes!". Sky saw a glow and only just realized her wand was faintly glowing green before slowly fading back to it's normal pinks and purples as she shot her mother another look. "I just want you to be serious....I....This stuff really bothers me....ok?". Janna sighed and took her feet off her desk, sitting normally now as her arms laid on the desk, "Alright, If it really bothers you that much....sky, c'mon...you're a brave and badass girl....we're going to make it through, you're about as cool as star was....maybe cooler, star never had a secret organization.". Sky huffed, "I wasn't the leader or anything, judas and luna handled this group more then I ever did....I was around to...talk to angel or help occasionally...they came up with the plans and everything...". "C'mon, you won't give yourself credit for anything? I highly doubt you sat in the back and contributed nothing...". "Well It's hard to feel useful when you're surrounded by better magic users and people with useful skill sets...I mean I guess I...helped a monster kid and....I helped nora and....met with katrina....and....befriended angel but....I dunno...". Her mom smiled, "Sounds pretty cool if you ask me...never thought i'd see that kid give up on his protests for you, though i'll admit, i'll miss him being a burden.....it was kinda entertaining sometimes with his antics...". "Wasn't funny to me...". Janna laid her head on her fist, "You're being too down on yourself, you did a lot of things on our own free will you rarely could do before....".The princess shot her a look, "Yeah, but I didn't capture a criminal or save the magic or do anything like you guys did...when people look back on me, they're gonna remember me as the princess or queen who did a few cool tasks but is completely unremarkable in any way whatsoever...or maybe i'll be arrested and dethroned....oh wait, there is already a certain queen with spade marks who got the same deal, so I'll just be queen number two.". "Is that really the main reason you did a lot of this? For recognition? Cause I love you Sky but you make it sound like you did this because Star made you want to be recognized for some great queen thing". "Well, not all of it....of course I wanted to help...I dunno...I guess I thought...maybe this was my chance to really prove myself....like mom had these bad things happen and she got through and it and fixed everything and...I don't see it as a good thing I....", she suddenly felt really embarrassed, "Do....I really sound like i'm treating something bad that happened as an opportunity to...look good? I just....I just wanted to be useful....and...feel useful...I didn't mean to make it sound like...I wanted it for personal gain, I mean...I do wanna help my sisters, and judas, and nora....do...I really sound like I'm doing this for no one but myself?". "Sky....". She sighed. "I'm sorry....I'm a mess....". "Sky, we're all kinda a mess, I might look like I'm not worried, but....I do hope star makes it back ok....I trust her to be ok, but you never really feel better unless she's actually back. She's been on missions before though where she's been gone for days...I just gotta trust her, she wanted to go about this alone while I stick here. Best not to focus on all the misery, you focus on all the misery and you never get things done and have a harder time recovering....I mean you wanna really do this right?". "Yeah...". "Then don't spend so much time wallowing in self pity.....you gotta pick yourself up and keep going, it's not the end. You won't be able to do anything if you keep blaming yourself....you're just lucky you have such cool moms that didn't put you before the Magic High Commission for hiding princesses from alternate dimensions behind their backs.". She winked, "Though we kind have to punish you, so we'll punish you like....after we don't got some creep running around, I mean, as your parents we kinda have to ground you for doing this, but no point in punishing you if something happens to us.". "Well we aren't going to make a lot or progress if you don't share more useful information....right now i could really use something that y'know....actually really helps us?". Janna seemed to be thinking and shrugged, "Well, we tried searching for them anyway we could, spy spell, omni, we sent people after them, had spies actively look for them...but they seemed to evade us constantly...they're sneakier then me, which is really saying something...the weird thing is...they gotta know everything I do if they wanna slip past us that bad...". "They were using old tunnels, it's how they got around if they didn't want to be seen...". "Tunnels don't sound very magical...". "But it does work.....I mean, you would know.". "Touche". "But It's hard to track them...I'm not sure angel even knows where they normally hang out, Mewni is....kinda a big place. They could even be in another dimension besides mewni....ugh...tracking them down seems pointless, we had an opportunity to get them and they had a backup plan." Janna opened one of her drawers and put a file on her desk, "Yeah, about that explosion, since they got smart enough to try and blow everyone up we went out of the way to see what they used....". "And?". "Magic crystal...like the stuff that powers your wand...i mean, the crystals appear when the wand changes but there are forged ones made out there, people just can't really channel magic into them unless they actually use magic, which...they can clearly do. Though this kinda means there's a good chance they have more of these little suckers if they want to make a speedy little getaway, these things are kinda rare though, so where they got them could be anywhere..". "So basically she might be carrying bombs with her then? Fun....", sky leaned back in her seat, "Ok so...the butterflies know about this spell and....well toffee did...but...who else? We don't exactly tell this kinda info to just anyone....so..where did they get it from?", Her mother stood up, handing sky the file, " Honestly, who knows, it could've come from anyone in this family or they could even be a toffee supporter who got it from him, but that's just guessing, we never really knew if toffee was ever associated with anyone besides ludo, and like he'd tell him any of this information, that lizard never trusted this info with anyone.". "I guess maybe in the end...it doesn't matter who they are as long as we can get them....right?", janna simply just shrugged, "You go one way or the other, you figure out who they are and catch them that way or you catch them as is and figure out who they are after, but it seems like trying to find their identity has been harder then it needed to be....but i mean, we got our guards to start interrogating star's family so....I guess that's a good starting point". "How much...do....they have on me?", Sky didn't really want to know but at this point she could use any info she could get to get her off the hook for any potential issues, "It's not that much is it? It's not....too definitive?". Janna made a face that didn't reassure her very much, "Well, your outbrust awhile back already put them on edge, especially with the fact the masked being is some weirdo magic user and green magic has mostly been their signature...". "But that's not-". "Hold on, they also found your hair at some of the crime scenes and evidence of your fingerprints...". "But that's not definitive either, because i went to all those locations during the investigation!!" she stood up and slammed the file on the desk, "To say that had to mean it was me is still.....weird....". Janna eyes the side, "There's....more actually, with you being friends with the lucitors, you being familiar enough with their valuables and their dog is highly possible, you're allied with angel, and you were caught at the scene, at the very least it's hard not to think you're associated, everything kinda comes back to you..". "Nora's parents?". "Agenda against them for never wanting you around their daughter, and wanting the book so you could cure judas....or even you and nora were in on this together and this was your way of getting the book and her to stay here with you....it might've not been intentional....but it all ends up coming back to you in their eyes. They're jerks for trying to convict you so badly and we think they're wrong, but there is a bit stacked against you and it's hard to find anyone else more fitting for now.", she held her hands up,"Not accusing you, but you can see why they think it's you.". "Me being some mastermind telling this guy what to do and how to do it just tells me they barely know me...I'm not the type and i'm not commanding enough to just....make this person do anything, they're being stupid.". her blue eyes wandered back to the desk and the folder, "But I guess it means I know what we're up against....at the very least. You got any advice for what I could do to defend myself? If they use the box of truth I might have to admit.....the stuff you guys don't want them to know about...". "We won't use the truth box for the trial, that will only make things worse for everyone....unless...hmm..we'll think about it". "I'm guessing this meeting is done?". "Got anywhere else you need to be? You're not going sneaking out to find more criminals are you?" , she was being playful but sky clearly didn't find it funny. Sky grumbled, "I need to meet with luna actually...she's....not very patient...and she has kinda a lot to talk about with me....". The queen simply shrugged and sat back down, "I mean, working under your mom who doesn't know you're her daughter probably is weird....". And Sky tapped her fingers against the desk as she bit her lip in thought, "You...haven't told jackie yet about the others...have you? It's already weird enough without her knowing so...". "I'm kinda waiting for star on that one, this is our head knight we're talking about, though I gotta admit...I kinda wanna see that mess. Knowing jackie she'd take it weirdly well though, good chance luna will probably be removed from uh...the knight gang though, I assume she was there to sneak around?". Sky's expression was enough, "Clever girl, though to be honest no wonder she was so good at fighting, I personally thought she was another secret spy.". "Well....she technically was.....". "Well, better not keep her waiting then, she sounds like she could be ready to burst any second". Sky nodded as she grabbed her things and left, the door shutting behind her. Luna was leaning against the wall when Sky arrived and sat on her bed, Luna out of anyone was taking this the least well, and that was saying something. Her biggest thing if anything was keeping their group secret, and now they'd been caught and exposed, her anger was clear on her face. Sky had been dreading having any one on one time with her of all people, though she was sure Luna was more angry at eclipsa then anyone though sky shared some blame in this. Honestly Luna didn't even explain to the girl why she wanted her here, Sky was half expecting to see celeste or any number of the others here, not just herself, so whatever it was must've been pretty personal between them. It's been some time since the two of them were meeting under these kinda conditions, it almost felt like most of their meetings that were one on one were tense and emotional more then anything. Sky almost mising the days they were walking with eclipsa through the woods and eating soup with bugs in it. Sky was expecting since she heard for this to go one way overall, the luna way. "So.....you gonna yell at me?", luna raised an eyebrow but sky was being entirely serious, "I mean, i don't think it's going to do a whole lot....or do you have a plan or something?". Luna huffed and twirled her wand in her hand, letting the words out as if she'd been holding them in since forever, "We've been compromised....this...sky i'm not sure I should stay here. I'm considering going out there myself and tracking them down, I've tracked down criminals before. I could go out there and get out of this mess and take care of the issue myself.". Sky blinked as she processed the words that had just come from luna's mouth, she both wasn't sure if she had expected this but also didn't expect this in the slightest. As she pulled herself together she looked at the older girl almost in disbelief at her declaration. Luna, who was trying to take charge of all the girls and stayed no matter what went down because she refused to give up? She was planning to just leave, go handle it by herself during this time? "You're just planning to leave?", she spatted out. "It's our best chance....we can't wait any longer, I certainly can't do it, i'm here to tell you this and...you can tell judas...."., she nodded to the corner where it seemed she had taken her bag from knight training and stuffed a whole bunch of clothes and food inside, "I've lived on nothing more then rats while working alongside some of the best back home, chasing down wanted criminals and dealing with these stressful situations, but being discovered...not to mention out of my element in this...place...I can't do it any longer...I need to get back to doing what I'm good at....and that is working alone, without distractions.". Sky blinked in surprise, "Wait? You're telling me this, before judas? Why?". Luna didn't answer. "Jude's like the one guy that trusts you in the least bit, don't you want to-". "If I told him he'd try to stop me, tell me to work together and not give up on us....I can't keep waiting on this, I've held out long enough, I need to handle this on my own. You can't use anything on me and don't try to convince me to stay, I can take care of myself out there just fine....I'm sure I'll be in contact with all of you when I choose to, and when I bring back our thief". Sky crossed her arms, her anger now getting the best of her,  "Fine, go do it then, if you wanna do this alone go do it". Luna seemed surprised, considering all the other stuff sky did she was probably expecting her to fight back luna's word once again, but sky didn't, in fact she seemed mostly unsurprised it had come to this considering luna herself. Luna had been so used to everyone going against her here it was almost surprising to her to have someone actually say yes to her like they tended to do back home, her grip on her wand loosened and she seemed almost....sad? "No protest?", she asked. "No protest, I got mad with you in the past and maybe it was a little insensitive...so sorry about that, but fine....if you think you'll do better without us...go...". Luna was still in utter awe, as if she still couldn't process it, before getting herself together to her usual cold self, "Huh....alright then...I'll be leaving tomorrow....thank you...for.....coming.". She was quick to usher sky out of her room, guess she wasn't much for long goodbyes. Sky huffing on the way out, Judas would definitely not be happy with sky letting luna just run off and possibly get into serious trouble out there. Though at the same time there was no need for luna to stay, she could come back whenever she wished and would come back if she succeeded or gave up, she clearly wasn't going to just live out there for the rest of her life. Though Sky had the impression another reason she was leaving was to avoid directly speaking to either of her mother's after being exposed. Not like Sky could force her to stay anyway, Luna would go regardless of what Sky wanted, maybe ever erase her memory if Sky actually tried to stop her from trying to leave. She felt....sad....in a way though, there was still something sad about luna leaving after so long, and she almost wanted to go back inside and change her mind though she new luna would never budge. Sky stood there, unsure what to do next when she got a text, it was from judas. Judas: Hanging out with Angel, I explained to him the situation, if you want to join us or talk later, let me know ok? Judas then followed up by sending sky a photo, one of angel attempting to shove several rolls into his mouth, it almost brought a smile to her. Sky sighed, she was going to have to confront angel sooner then later, she couldn't ignore him forever, though she sure tried. If she was going to help him at all she had no choice in the matter, though she felt sick even thinking about it, not even her best friend was enough to make her want to come over. She probably should text judas to tell him about luna but maybe that was something better told in person, otherwise judas might freak out or even drag angel along to see her about it. And sky sure didn't want angel tagging along, not if her life depended on it. Instead she headed on down to the library, needing a quiet place to rest and gather her thoughts and maybe some new info, and seeing sunny there with lexi was actually a relief, galexia surrounded by colorful doodles and sunny enveloped in a book about monster history. She looked overjoyed to see Sky and sky gave her a weak wave as the girl patted the seat next to her. Sky took it and looked at Sunny's book before back to her, "You uh....working on angel's case?", and sunny nodded, her eyes scanning the pages like no tomorrow. Sunny was quite the princess of course, and sky was left wondering if she was able to consume so much knowledge with ease in similar ways to this. "Of course, back home I help all kinds of monsters, I'm studying up to see what we could do to convince whoever is judging to at least prevent worse from happening to him", she quickly flipped to the next page, "It's going to be hard to do a lot because he's clearly guilty and already confessed to a lot of stuff, all we can really do is lower his sentence....if we try and make some case or plea for him since he tried to save everyone and intended to backstab the being, we might put more in his favor...". "You sure it'll work?". "It's better then them dethroning him, if angel does get dethroned who knows what else could happen to him, he's royalty but he's not high royalty like we are...or i am back home. He's from a smaller and more obscure kingdom, someone worse could take over, angel could live out in exile from his own people. The monsters never had a universal kingdom until the Avarius ruled awhile back but they had small tribes and smaller kingdoms among them...like the septarians and the arcahfords...usually when this happened on mewni, it gave way for the butterfly family to take over that land for their own or find someone they trusted to take over...effectively putting it in their hands regardless". "My mom would never-". "No but....It does give room for someone worse to take over...better angel then any of them, if angel wants to rule and he wants to be better, he has time to fix this...but only if people can give him another chance to be better then he was", Sunny quickly finished and went to the next page, "Angel's too young to ever be given the treatment of exile, though I would imagine someone could force him in other dimension if they hated him THAT much...but...right now he's here...so hopefully he'll be protected...I don't get the feeling he's great being on his own.". "Exile sounds....harsh...", the thought of the prince wandering alone in some barren dimension, starving and trying to survive made her stomach drop. God, that could even happen to HER as well under these circumstances, looking around the library, she could feel some of the mewmans inside glaring at her before quickly turning away, making her feel more unsettled. She usually tried to ignore the people bashing her as best she could, but she could feel the rumors she had something to do with this follow her, the whispers becoming louder to her. She was so lost she slightly jumped when sunny responded to her. "It is harsh, sometimes they make a new home out there...sometimes....they don't make it....", Sunny sighed, "Reading about history helps you learn but....it also reminds you of the harshness of reality sometimes...can't say it's a lot of fun thinking about the stuff solaria did , or crescenta....or...well...most of the queens....". Her voice got softer, "If there's alternate dimensions out there...I want to think there are some where...this stuff never happens y'know? I'm sure it's out there...". Sky was silent, though sunny seemed to read her mind. "I'm very sure out there somewhere, things aren't as bad as they seem here...maybe everything is already solved in that universe....but, stuff happens and.....we can keep it from getting less bad if we do our best." with that she closed the book, "If you wanna talk about stuff, you can talk to me too ok? We're sisters after all, we should look out for each other!". Leave it to sunny to be as peppy and cheerful as always, even in the harshest of situations, Sunny placed the book on a pile next to many others before grabbing a list next to the books, leaving a checkmark with a nearby pen. "So....how are all these things going to help angel's case anyway? They're not exactly about stopping royals from being dethroned...". Sky picked up one of the other books, they all seemed to be mostly on monster and mewni history, less on trials and mewni court, which was what she expected sunny would look into when she wanted to help with this case. "Oh? Well, that kinda stuff isn't my strongsuit overall, and like you've said before, we can't do much when he's already guilty....I'm thinking more....we play to the sympathy aspect?". "So......we're just going to tell them how awful it is and hope they don't do it?". "Sky, we don't even know whose judging or how this trial will be conducted, mewni's legal system isn't like earth's....we have many different ways of conducting a trial, when you got truth potions and truth boxes....lying is pretty hard to do, only way that ever screws it up is if the truth of the person telling it kinda like....can mess with things, like if they asked if angel hurt someone.....like if he said no....that's his truth, to him he didn't so he's not lying.....but you might not feel that way about it.....not that he'd probably deny he hurt anyone...if solaria went on trial for monster murder her truth would be that she killed no one since she never saw it as murder". "Hmm.....guess you got a point.". "We should speak on his behalf and for the benefit of his kingdom, and maybe we can change their minds....in order to do that, I think it's important to learn about events similar to this, after the trial...maybe we might be able to appease the kingdom into accepting him back". "It just seems so....complicated...we might not be able to do anything, they might not even listen to us, especially after what we did.....", she didn't know much about earth legal systems but she was sure Melaine and the earth court shows she liked probably didn't represent the real thing. She wanted to help angel, but with the Magic High Commission after her, would her word to help angel even convince them or anyone of anything? Or would they take that as her protecting a fellow criminal? That was a very real possibility. "Better then doing nothing and letting worse happen to him...and....I know you don't want worse to happen to him as angry as you are.", sky was silent and sunny bit her lips, "Y'know.....I'm sure it's really complicated for you....trying to help and defend someone who betrayed your trust and lied to you...you don't have to do anything if it's too weird....". But she shook her head, "No I'm.....I'm mad but....you're right....I don't wanna watch him rot in a prison or get sent off or.....I mean he still decided to defend me...he almost died because he wanted to....yeah...". "Well.....Judas forgave him...so....maybe you can...". "Sunny i'm not like judas...and I can't be judas, Jude's awesome....he's nice and forgiving and it's a lot easier for him to forgive angel for screwing up because angel didn't go from fighting him to being his friend, I mean he wasn't close with him but angel was never antagonistic to him and Judas never like....intentionally tried to hurt him or offend him.". She kicked at the table in front of her, "I can't just forgive him like that....I don't.....I don't like feeling like I was being played....it just....hurts...y'know?". She felt sunny pat her shoulder, and she hugged her arms, "Look, I'm....I'm going to help him...I'm just not ready to forgive him...". "It's cool....just do what you need..you can take it at your own pace....it's uh..I've been there.". "Thanks sunny...". "We're going to do this sky, things are gonna work out, I promise". Sky looked over at Galexia, still drawing as she headed over to check on her, lost in thought, "Hey lexi...uh....drawing anything interesting today?". Galexia was almost always surrounded by mounds and mounds of artwork and Sky wasn't sure how much of it was useful and how much was just her usual scribbles. And as expected, most appeared to be of random things though sky tried to avoid looking at any of them too long, trying to focus on lexi entirely. "Hi sky!", galexia looked up and waved, leaving sky unsure if galexia even heard her at all. Sky waved back, coughing into her fist, "Um....lexi....are there any uh....draws of me or angel you made recently?". Galexia blinked at her, before looking to her own drawings, "I don't remember.....ooooo, you want me to draw you two together?", her eyes were shinning and she looked excited. Sky could feel sunny turning her head to question what sky was doing as sky nodded, "Yeah....uh....draw me and angel, go on right ahead....i'm here if you need a muse.". Sunny quickly hopped over the couch she had been sitting on, heading over to the blue haired princess and giving her a look that sky knew meant she didn't approve, "Look, I'm not looking at the drawings or anything...It would just be...reassuring to know if...me or angel are going to make it through this...y'know? We're kinda in serious trouble and I would like to know if something might happen we could prevent or something?".Sunny was still giving her that look and she crossed her arms, "I know what judas said.....to not get too wrapped up in stuff we don't know for sure will happen...I'm not trying to be...I just want something to make me feel better with all this stress...". Sunny sighed and looked through galexia's mess of drawings before picking one out. "Don't take it too seriously, we don't know how much of this is real or not, but if it'll help you get through this...I can't get too mad.". Sky took it and looked it over, smiling. A drawing of her, judas, mason, landon, angel, nora, and all of her sisters in a group hug. Even if it might not be real, it was something. And she could use all the support she could get. - Sky wandered back to her room, drawing in hand and racking her brain with the info and plans of the other girls, she really needed to get back in contact with judas. They needed to exchange ideas more then ever, she needed her best friend more then ever. Though she was dreading having to tell him about luna, who know doubt was finishing all her packing to leave as early as possible. Ugh, she'd have to see when they'd get an opportunity, though maybe for now she needed some rest. A yawn escaped her mouth as she opened her bedroom door, only to see waiting for her was was boy himself. All 6.5 feet of him, jumping off the bed to hug sky with his demon strength, catching her entirely off guard. "Sky! I'm glad I caught you...I was so worried I'd miss you before my new curfew....my parents allowed me to update you real quick on some things...is....are you ok?", he let her go and sky quickly adjusted herself before laughing, so delighted to see judas after today she almost cried, "Oh i'm fine, you just surprised me is all...don't get around waiting in my room for me like that.". Judas laughed the awkwardness away quickly, "Oops....sorry...I guess i wasn't sure where you'd be, I just knew your room was a mostly private place we could talk.". Sky looked over at the painting she remembered eclipsa could come out of on her walls. "Yeah...mostly is right...". If she was lucky eclipsa wouldn't listen in on anything super private in the confines of her room "Angel decided he still wanted to stay close to his mother, but he'd agreed to wear the clothes I picked out for him and he'll keep cleaning himself up...well...with my shower but still, there's improvement...he'll just be my weird bathroom buddy. So hopefully he'll be ok....I promised I'd get him a compact so he could contact me regularly....and he's gone into more detail about what happened. Not as much as far as her plans, but it's still something....how's your end coming along?". Sky grit her teeth, clutching the paper in her hands, judas taking note of it. "Sky? Is that a lexi drawing?". "It was a gift...yeah....". Judas stared at her, biting his lip, and Sky was quick to answer before the demon prince got worried. "It's just a present.....it's....let me have this one....ok?", she turned it around and judas looked at it before his face softened, "Yeah....ok.". Judas placed a hand on Sky's shoulder, "Don't be embarrassed about it, If it makes it easier for you with everything going on....then yeah...I can't be too upset.". Sky looked more then relieved, "Thanks...I know you're just worried about me....look, everyone's trying to reassure me as best they can and...It's not enough sometimes....it comes back...". "Well, it should....no one can blame you...angel....he's the same way actually...he's constantly worried about everything and I'm not sure if I can ever truly reassure him...I'm doing my best though...". "Well, if we end up stuck in a jail cell together, I guess we'll have plenty of time to talk about it won't we?". "You won't....neither of you will hopefully...". she leaned against the wall, crossing her arms, "My mom went over all the evidence being stacked against me...it's not incredibly solid but it's also not entirely out of the realm of plausibility either considering i was kinda at all the crime scenes and y'know...know the people it affected personally." she kicked the wall with one of her boots, grumbling, "Ugh, it's so unfair! My mom isn't even back yet from the hunt so i haven't even gotten the chance to talk to her about what happened, she's just hearing about it from my other mom and who knows who else!". "Yeah, it's really not fair....my own parents are pretty mad with me, rightfully so....but it all feels stacked against me in a way....I had good intentions and....I'm terrified after this is over they'll go right back to babying me and.....this one's going to be rough sky...". Sky pulled at her hair, "Yeah...I know...I don't think either of us are going to get less stressed.....", she took another look at the drawing in her clutched, sighing, "But we can both at least try to think about the positives and...have hope I guess...". "Well....I have faith in you sky...". She looked up, judas smiling and fixing his hair. "Well....I got faith in you too....". Judas bit at his lip before looking back at sky, "Hey....I wanna ask you about something, I tried to before but so much was happening that...I had to wait...but....are you missing any pages from the book of spells? From your own chapter I mean....". This seemed to perk sky's interest up significantly, she looked at judas as if to process what he just said, her blue eyes puzzled before she raised an eyebrow, "Pages from my chapter in the book of spells? Uh....I don't think so..I haven't been in it in awhile...Glossaryck kinda annoys me...". "Well....Sky...". "You have a page from my chapter right? I don't exactly know where else this could possible be going...", sky stared at him intently, "I guess if you think about it....taking a page from my book is a sure way to frame me as well...ugh...robbing from my book now ? Whoever they are they definitely hate me and want me frozen in rhombulus's rock collection. Ugh....Which page was it? Maybe they took my bubble charm since nora's parents were in a similar looking spell prison...". "Well no, it's your wand section, where you talk about your wand's gems and everything? Landon found it and I only saw it a few times but it had a drawing of your wand and everything, and from what I can tell, that's what it is". Sky perked up, her nose twitching and her eyebrows raised. "Why would they take that? I barely have anything written there outside of complaining about my wand malfunctioning.". Judas's brows furrowed, "That doesn't make sense, the page shows all the details about your wand, right down to how your gems work-". Sky suddenly grabbed his arm, looking at him in the eyes, "What? I didn't write any of that I swear! Someone else must've written in it...they...ugh...they must've violated my page to make me seem more guilty....they really do have a vendetta against me specifically...". She grumbled and gripped her wand, "She must've ripped it out the night of the sleepover...ready to plant it....I never checked the book...so stupid of me...". "Sky...". "Thanks for letting me know jude....I just....first I have to meet with my mom, then luna decides to leave....then Sunny talks to me about the horrible things that could happen if we can't find a way to make this entire thing work..now THIS...what even is today? I can't even get a break it's just one thing after another....". Then she paused, realizing what she just said as judas froze, blinking all his eyes. "Hold on....what's this about luna?". - Judas was quick to throw open luna's door, ready to speak to her and see if there was any chance he might be able to change her mind, only for his jaw to drop. The room was empty, no clothes, no tools, no luna. It looked like it did before she had even moved in in fact, neat and orderly and unused. Luna had said she was going to leave tomorrow, had she been expecting judas to find out sooner and left or did she lie about when she was leaving for some reason? Sky could only see jude's back, but she could tell he looked defeated, as he turned around, sad and broken. Sky almost felt guilty, maybe she should've tried to convince luna to stay, or told judas right away so he had a chance to stop her, but there was nothing she could do now. Luna took off, and she took off sooner then she said she would too, guess in her mind there was no time to waste. The demon rubbed at his face, his voice quieter then usual. "She didn't even say goodbye....". He was hurt, his eyes looking around the room for any sign of her but there truly was nothing, at the very least he had wanted luna to tell him about this, she owed him that much to know didn't she? Maybe not but he felt like she should've said something to him, his eyes widened and he was quick to pull out his compact, hoping to text her. Though Luna was way ahead on him on that, and he must not have noticed she already sent him a text out. Luna: Do not text me, you may alert nearby enemies/ or have me caught, my location is to remain private. His shoulders sagged once again as he re pocketed the device. He hadn't been entirely preparing for this to happen, he knew it could happen because luna was just this kinda person, but he wasn't ready for her to just...do it. He was going to have to let the other girls know and soon enough their parents were going to know and who knows what would happen when they told them, would they send guards after her? The commission? Would they got after her themselves? With her wand who knows if luna could stop them all. He wouldn't put it past her though. She wouldn't be gone permanently, whether they found the solution or she caught the guy they would see her again, but that didn't remove the fact this clearly hurt judas and sky felt immensely guilty, trying to reach our to comfort him as he wiped at his face. "No no...I gotta be strong...luna will....she can take care of herself...I know it...", he retained his posture, though sky could tell he was still upset as he shut the door once more, "I...I should get home....right away....we'll talk tomorrow...ok?". She could only manage a nod, feeling immensely guilty despite knowing he'd forgive her for it considering luna wasn't one to betray. She got so excited about seeing him and now they got sent off like this? Was fate just trying to worsen her day more then It already was? Judas was the person she trusted the most and now she was worried she was worried she was making him mad. She tried to shake the thoughts out but she still felt pretty bad. Judas looked at her for a bit before putting a hand on her shoulder, patting it, trying to be as comforting as he could to his best friend, "Be safe....". He was turning around to leave though quickly and almost starling him he felt his best friend hug him from behind. Sky shoved her face into his jacket, and judas sighed to himself before smiling, "Sky....It's ok...I'll be ok....I....I knew this could happen..luna's been....she's been so difficult about this for awhile....I tried my best to keep her in good graces but....I guess it wasn't enough.....It's not your fault...". She hugged him tighter and he turned around, hugging her properly now, "Sky...Tomorrow, let's get something to eat...together...at my place...whenever you're not super busy...does that sound ok?". She nodded, eager for something a little more uplifting to look forward to for once, not that they could eat outside the castle but still, it was better then meetings with her mom or worrying about where luna was at this current point in time. She could use at least something normal and friendly for once in this madness and judas could tell that it seemed to make sky feel a little better and it seemed to ease him a little despite his other worried. "I just....I could really use my best friend....these days...everything's falling apart and....now we barely see each other....and...I hate it so much judas...I really do.". He held her tighter, trying not to hurt her with his stronger demon grip. "We could all use a best friend right now....I missed you too.". He planted a kiss on her forehead as sky let him go, "Tomorrow....?". "Tomorrow....that's a promise.". Sky watched him teleport off, clutching the drawing harder to her chest, only hoping the worst times were finally over and everything would go up from here. She could only hope.

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Very Much Myself. Part 6a (NSFW)

Cowritten with @fairheads.

-x-

The next morning Duffy was incredibly confused to find herself awakening to the sound of loud snoring. She was face down in an unfamiliar pillow, her head pounding and her stomach churning. She lifted her head a fraction and, after waiting a few moments for her vision to stop swimming, she realised the source of the snoring. Fragments of the previous evening began to resurface in her memory. "Urgh!" She groaned, her head flopping back down onto the pillow.

Duffy’s movements woke Charlie from his slumber. She appeared to be hiding in the pillow, perhaps having dropped off again. After a few moments, Charlie too remembered the night before. His head and face were pounding and he decided he desperately needed a coffee! Grabbing his dressing gown, he crept down the stairs.

Arriving in the kitchen Charlie immediately stepped into something sticky. “Fuck!” He said aloud. He’d forgotten about Duffy telling him not to go in the kitchen. He shook his head, there was vomit everywhere and now on his foot. He wiped his foot with kitchen roll and tried not to breath in the smell. Grabbing a bucket, he filled it with bleach and began to mop the floor.

Hearing Charlie swear followed by clattering and banging Duffy decided to drag herself downstairs to investigate. She groaned as she took in the mess, holding herself up using the kitchen doorframe.

“Nearly done!” He smiled. Charlie continued to clean up, when he’d finished he opened the back door and poured the bucket down the drain.

"I'm so sorry."

Charlie switched the kettle on, briefly touching his bruised cheek. “It’s okay,” He replied but he didn’t turn to her.

"You could have him arrested." She suggested softly.

Charlie remained silent, concentrating instead on making two coffees. Once finished, he carried them towards the door and went to sit out on the bench in his garden.

Duffy slowly followed him outside. Deciding to give him some space she sat down on the damp grass, pulling the blanket further around herself.

Neither spoke for some time, both processing the previous evening.

Cradling the hot mug in her hands Duffy noticed something missing. "Charlie... Do you know what happened to my wedding ring?"

Charlie put his head in his hands. “Duffy, you’ve got to be kidding! You don’t remember? You took off your ring in some grand statement, an hour or two before Andrew rocked up and you told him.” He raised his voice, frustrated.

"No, I meant where did I put it after I took it off?" She rolled her eyes, wincing at the pain the movement caused her head.

“Coffee table,” He motioned.

"Right. That makes sense."

Charlie lent against the arm rest, cupping his face with his hand. He sighed loudly and shook his head.

Duffy sighed and stood up. "It's cold out here so I'm going back inside. You're welcome to stay out here and sulk or you can join me inside. Your choice."

“I’m not sulking!” Charlie muttered as she went back inside. He remained sat on the bench until he’d finished his coffee.

Duffy went inside and curled up on the sofa. She stared at the coffee table, the morning sunlight glinting off her wedding ring that lay on it's surface just as Charlie had said it was.

It was another ten minutes before Charlie went back inside, he’d been able to sort his head out a little more.

When he arrived in the lounge it was clear that Duffy had been crying.

“Room for a small one?” He asked, as he stood by the sofa.

She didn't reply but shuffled over to make space for him to sit down.

Charlie opened his arms to her.

She crawled into his arms, sniffling as she settled her head on his chest.

“You’ve been crying love...” He tried to wipe her cheeks as he held her close.

"You were mad at me..." She mumbled.

He held her tighter. “Not mad, just frustrated. I thought I could make it better for you, but I can’t. I just end up hurting you and me.”

"Are you going to press charges against my soon to be ex husband?"

“Do you want me to?” He asked, running his fingers through her hair, as she looked up at him.

"Its not up to me, I'm not the one he assaulted."

“Duffy, please!”

"What?!" She asked, pulling back slightly. "I'm just curious given you didn't press charges against Max. I wondered if this time would be different."

“I would only press charges if you thought it would help you, I don’t want any more trouble...” He sighed.

"Help me how?"

“I don’t know... Show that he can be violent?” He whispered.

"Are you trying to imply something?"

Charlie raised his hands, “No! I don’t know anything. I’m not going to press charges, what good will it do?”

"I just don't want people thinking I'm some sort of victim. I'm not!"

Charlie held her hand, “I know...” He said softly.

She sighed, falling silent once more.

“Duffy..?” He asked, reaching for her.

She lifted her head slightly to look at him.

“I love you.”

She finally smiled, a genuine smile that lit up her entire face.

“Even when I keep getting punched in the face and it hurts, or when you’ve been sick all over my kitchen, or when you get cross with me when I’m only trying to help.” He grinned.

"I've not made things very easy for you have I?" She blushed.

“Nope!” He laughed.

"Sorry." She giggled.

“Kiss me!” He asked.

She took hold of his face. "Sorry!" She gasped as he grimaced.

“Kiss me gently!” He laughed.

She lent forwards and brushed her lips against his.

He deepened the kiss, holding the back of her neck. Pulling apart, he announced “That’s good.”

"Really?" She giggled, looking a little embarrassed as a thought occurred to her.

“Just checking that we’re still good,” he grinned and then looked alarmed when he saw her embarrassed face. “Where’s your head at?”

"I haven't cleaned my teeth since I threw up last night..." She mumbled, mortified.

He jokingly grimaced, “That I did not need to know.”

"Sorry." She giggled.

“Fancy a shower?” He raised his eyebrow.

"I certainly need one."

“Come on then dirty girl,” He laughed, pulling her up off the sofa.

"Rude! Ooh, oof!" She groaned playfully.

When they got upstairs, Charlie handed her a spare toothbrush and a towel.

"Look at you being all prepared..!" She teased.

“Nah, just looking after my guest!” He smirked.

"Such a gentleman." She curtseyed, pretending to swoon and losing her balance in the process.

“And such a lady!” He laughed.

She scowled playfully. "You gunna help me up?" She pouted.

He bent over and helped her back up again, his shirt barely covering her modesty. “I have to say you look very sexy in my shirt.”

"Its quite comfy. I might keep it."

“I’d like that,” He smiled at her.

"I wasn't going to give you a choice..." She giggled as she headed towards the bathroom.

Charlie rolled his eyes, she was quite the woman!

Leaving the bathroom door open she threw the towel down on the side before turning to the sink to brush her teeth.

“Do you have everything you need?” Charlie shouted through to her.

"Mmhmm." She replied, the toothbrush in her mouth.

Charlie lay down on the bed, he could just about see her from where he lay.

After finishing her teeth she peered at herself in the bathroom cabinet mirror. Good lord!! Turning swiftly away she clutched her head briefly before beginning to undress.

Charlie found himself watching and then made himself look away, it felt wrong to be watching her, when she didn’t know.

She stepped into the shower, dunking her head under the water stream for several moments before removing it. "Am I showering alone?" She called out mischievously over her shoulder.

“What did you say?” Charlie asked, walking over to the open door.

"Are you joining me?"

“Thought you did!” He grinned, taking off his dressing gown and boxers and climbing into the shower with her.

"Remind me not to let you make my drinks in future, how much vodka was in those cocktails?"

“I may have been a bit excited... After this morning, I won’t be doing that again! We’ll be sticking to your usual choice of white wine from now.” He teased, embracing her.

"Your kitchen looked like a bad day in resus this morning!" She grimaced.

“Don’t remind me!” He grimaced and then laughed.

"You're not the one who briefly thought she was dying!" She giggled.

“How are you feeling now?” He ran his hand down her back slowly.

"Dehydrated mainly." She let out a little moan as his hand travelled lower.

“I take it you needed a hand in here, that’s why you asked me to come in.” He flirted with her, his hand resting on her bum.

"A hand is always useful." She smiled.

He kissed her, before grabbing the shampoo and massaging it into her hair. “Is this the kind of hand you were hoping for?”

"Ooh... Yes..." She moaned.

Charlie was so careful to not get soap in her eyes, as he stood behind her, massaging her head.

"That feels so good..."

“Good,” He murmured, rinsing the shampoo and kissing her neck.

"You're quite the expert." She smiled.

“I’ve got some conditioner somewhere,” He laughed.

"I'm not going to ask too many questions and just let you get on..."

He smiled, “Oh this was just free at a hotel.” He found it and applied some to her hair. He was gentle and loving and kind.

"Stealing from hotels now are you?" She teased. "I thought your pay was way better than mine..!"

“Shhh!” He put his finger to her lips, laughing.

She licked his finger.

“Mmm” He liked the sensation. He used his other hand to wash out the conditioner.

She closed her eyes and tilted her head back slightly, beginning to gently suck his finger.

Resting her head on his shoulder, he wrapped his arm around her, caressing her breasts. “That’s so sexy,” He whispered, watching her.

She giggled, circling her tongue around the tip of his finger.

His breathing was becoming quicker, he pulled her to him, his erection pressing against her back.

She slowly slid his finger out of her mouth with a pop. "Enjoying yourself?" She purred.

“You’re so sexy, I can’t keep my eyes off you.” He reached down between her legs.

"Or your hands either..." She giggled.

“Sorry,” He moved his hands away, he was getting carried away.

"Did I tell you to stop!" She pouted, her eyes firey.

“Nope,” He ran his hands back over her body, moving down to where they were. “God, you’re gorgeous.”

"This is the perfect hangover cure."

“Oh yeah?” He whispered into her ear, nibbling it softly.

"Mmhmm." She moaned.

“God, I want you.” He rubbed his hard cock up against her back, as his fingers danced.

"Here or back to bed?"

“Your choice,” He nibbled on her neck, his hands exploring every part of her.

"Bed, it's comfier."