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aemond targaryen x reader part one - nothing between us

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word count: 2.7k summary: The eye of the Seven is observant as they watch the altercations that occur between the prince and you. How far will you allow your temptation to spur you? And how could you ever deny Aemond Targaryen of what the Seven have gifted him? a/n: there’ll probably be a part three... warnings: power dynamics/ imbalance, AFAB reader, religious themes and guilt, coercion/dub-con (but not smut), praise kink, Aegon’s commentary

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Aemond’s eye hardly left your lovely figure during dinner that night. Though he may be sitting quite a few seats away from you on the opposite side of the table, it made it easy for him to watch and observe you. While others surrounding you shared polite conversation, Aemond thought solely of what occurred in the godswood before you separately entered for the feast.

His mind mulled over how obedient you were… how eager to please…

The lewd thoughts were only interrupted when Aegon leaned in close to him, breath heavy with the stench of wine. It shouldn’t come to him as a surprise that Aegon already had his fill of the wine even as he whispered into his ear, “She’s a pretty thing, isn’t she?”

Aemond’s hands fisted against the napkin in his lap, knuckles turning white. Yet the unbothered look upon his face didn’t sway, except for a twitch of his brow. His self-control was quite impressive, especially with his brother’s vulgar thoughts being whispered into his ear like a deceptive little snake.

“The lady is not a plaything for you to steal pleasure from,” He quietly spat back.

“I wouldn’t have to steal her pleasure,” Aegon chuckled darkly, “I’m sure your little virgin would love being properly taken.”

Before Aemond could retaliate, their grandfather and Hand of the King, Otto Hightower, stood to address the guests of the feast. He spoke of another passing year of the successes the Small Council had brought to the realm, continuing the peaceful reign of the King. Lord Hightower also pleasantly surprised the group with a toast to the health of Lord Corlys Velaryon and his return to Driftmark as the Lord of the Tides and Master of Ships. Many people shared smiles and small toasts, but Aemond’s eye drifted back to the daughter of Viserys’ and Otto’s most trusted advisor and long-time friend of the Crown.

Yet, he was rather surprised when he noticed that you were already looking at him. It was a look the young prince was unable to discern. You looked at him, with a gaze of longing and curiosity before quickly averting your eyes elsewhere. Your face became warm, if not flustered when you realized that he caught you in the act. But you couldn’t help but to admire him…

Flashbacks of your time spent in the godswood washed over you. That brief time spent together just moments before you arrived at your parent’s side.

“Get on your knees and pray,” His voice had come out in a growl nearly similar to a dragon.

There was no resistance as you gracefully fell to your knees before him. The prince now towered over you but made no movement to obstruct you.

“Will you not pray with me, my prince?” You asked softly.

A smirk graced his face at your question, paired with a breathless chuckle, “I am praying in my… own way.”

With a nod of your head, you did not press him further. Clasping your hands together, you raised them to the height of your chin. You closed your eyes and began to recite your prayers in a hushed tone.

Aemond’s soft touch landed atop your folded hands, “Speak up, my Lady. The Gods can not hear your whispers of faith.”

You set to continue the prayer, yet he stopped you once more, “Open your eyes to the heavens, sweet lady.”

Opening your eyes, you glanced upwards only to be met with his looming presence. He had moved closer to you, his one eye fixating upon you and hand cupping your chin. How pretty you looked on your knees before him, innocence brimming in your eyes. You continued speaking your prayers to each of the faces of the Seven, eyes never leaving him. He looked like a God before you, a god you would willingly worship whenever he called upon you.

The prayer finished, causing you to fall silent. His thumb traced the outline of your bottom lip before light tugging it. When he released it, he pressed the pad of his thumb to your lips. Without any instruction, you pressed a soft kiss to the digit.

A warmth now settled in your lower stomach as the scene played over and over in your mind. Though the warmth caused a faint sense of pleasure, guilt settled into your heart and mind. The eyes of the Seven had seen how you had misbehaved when so loosely chaperoned with the prince. How would your oath to the Maiden waver when truly alone and unable to resist the temptation that came to you so naturally?

Your mind raced with these upsetting thoughts. Surely the prince, a faithful man, did not want to be tainted by the presence of a young lady with such thoughts. It was something that you would come to pray over consistently; every meal, every night, every holy day.

Over the course of the following days, Aemond had come to find you were always haunting his mind, day in and day out. Whether he be in the training yards with Ser Criston, or delving into the histories during his time of study, his thoughts drifted away to the idea of how soft your lips felt against his thumb. And how he wished to press the digit against your tongue and order you to suck just to see how far you’d go to please him.

He’d shake his head to rid himself of these scandalous fantasies, especially while seated between his own mother and Helaena. The mother-daughter had been chatting as Aemond remained seated across from them, his nephew and niece playing at his feet. Though he tried to appreciate this time spent with his family, his mind twisted to thoughts of seeing you heavy with his own heirs. The two of you having little silver-haired toddlers coming to pull at your legs for attention.

Yet at night during his nightly solitude, the impure fantasies flooded his mind. His typical dreamless nights had twisted into exaggerations of your bodies laying together in his bed, completely bare to each other. How sweet your voice sang out for him as he coaxed you through waves of incomparable pleasure. The way in which your face would blissfully contort as he thrust his cock into your desirable, tight warmth.

Aemond would find himself kicking his sheets off his body, the layers trapping too much heat against him. When that didn’t help, the young prince would strip himself bare, freeing his hard member from the constriction caused by his breeches. The images in his dreams would cause him to tightly fist himself until hot spurts of cum covered his hand and lean stomach, leaving him panting. These nights left him frustrated and on the brink of tears as he questioned whether or not he was cursed with the same lust the Seven bestowed upon Aegon.

In the morning after these dreams, Aemond would strictly avoid you by taking off on Vhagar or locking himself away in his private chambers when not bound to duty.

But at the end of the day, it not only caused a strain on your blossoming relationship - it left both of you even more frustrated, befitting you both in a state of yearning.

Days later, Aemond had just left his mother’s private chambers after spending lunch with her. Mostly she lectured him about his brothers’ behavior or what she thought was unsuitable in recent Small Council dealings. Surprisingly, Aemond had left all thoughts and dreams of your angelic face and body on his pillow, allowing him to take comfort in his day.

Currently, he was making his way down to the library in search of texts recommended to him by a maester. New teachings had been released from Oldtown and were now housed within the Red Keep’s expansive library.

Yet when he arrived, Aemond found himself met with your figure curled into one of the seats. You were currently facing away from him with an unfamiliar text propped in your lap. It was the way you had strewn out your body that caught and held his attention longer than what might be acceptable. Dressed in a gown befitting the heat of summer, you lounged out upon the chaise with your calves danging over the armrest where one would typically rest their head. Furthermore, your shoes had been discarded and your dress had bunched down to your knees. Where the scene might have been less enticing in the winter where you would wear stockings up your dress, your legs were bare to him. It only spurred the impure thoughts once more.

Aemond cleared his throat which signaled his presence. Almost immediately, you dropped your book when you realized that you were no longer alone. Quickly, you tucked your legs under the skirt of your dress before flipping over to see it was the prince. With a sharp intake of breath, you rose to your knees on the chaise, gripping the backing for support, “My prince…”

“My lady,” He bid you welcome and a beat of silence hung before he spoke once more, “I did not mean to disturb your lounging.”

“You did not disturb me,” You attempted to soothe the awkward tension between the pair of you. It fell silent again when both of you were unsure of what to say. Deciding to continue about your day, you stood from your seat and slipped your shoes on before moving to exit, “Good day, my prince.”

Aemond was quick to notice your discarded book that lay on the floor, “My lady, it seems you’ve forgotten something,” already, he took strides to retrieve it.

Turning on your heels, you watched as the prince went to fetch your book. Waves of horror rocked through your body, “Allow me to grab it. I so foolishly forgot it.”

Though you stepped lightly to catch up to him, Aemond already hovered down to snatch it off the ground, “No, allow me.”

As Aemond rose to his full height once more, you arrived before him. He stretches out the novel for you to take, his eye meeting yours. So far, you were in the clear… But then he glanced down to see what title had kept you so occupied as to not notice his intrusion. The answer surprises him… A Caution for Young Girls.

Gingerly, you pulled it to your chest, cheeks flushed with embarrassment, “If you shall allow me to dismiss myself…”

“No. That isn’t necessary,” He stopped the words before they could leave your tongue, “I’d like for you to explain.”

Your eyes flickered back to meet his violet eye burning through you. A chill ran down your spine, the question barely audible, “Explain?”

“Yes, explain,” Aemond confirmed, his hands now tucked behind his back so you would not notice the force it took to restrain himself, “Explain why you see fit to read a book with such… lewd descriptions of what should only occur between a wed couple. You were reading it in quite a public space, before the eyes of the Seven.”

Your lip quivered as your heartbeat hammered against your chest. Feelings of guilt and ruin washed over you and the words tumbled passed your lips with little thought, “My prince, I am deeply sorry. I simply wished to understand the duties of a wife beyond what my mother has explained to me and I thought this book would help. I did not mean to come across so perverse… I… I…”

Emotions rocked through your body as the words caught in your throat. Aemond could see how the confrontation had frightened you and it left him with an interesting mix of emotions. He enjoyed having the upper hand, the way you so sweetly apologized and begged for his forgiveness. Even your confession left him pleasantly surprised with the warmth it caused to pulsate through his body.

“I see,” Aemond nodded, “Your reasoning is quite innocent… even if you’ve exposed yourself to such perverse descriptions.”

“I did not know any better; I swear it upon the Maiden,” You clasped your shaky hand over the pendant on your chest.

Such actions and whines caused Aemond’s rough exterior to soften, “I understand…”

“You do?”

Aemond chuckled lowly at your innocent tone, “Of course, I do, my sweet girl.”

Aimlessly, Aemond took the book from your grasp and tossed it onto one of the seats near the both of you. He then brought his hand up to gently grip your chin between his thumb and forefinger, “You worry that you’ve disgraced yourself? Made yourself unsuitable by consuming such materials?”

The tone in which he asked the question demanded an answer. Words lost to you, you opted to nod your head as best as you could within his hold. Your hands clung to his forearm as if your hold upon him kept you from collapsing.

“Hmm… don’t worry, sweet girl,” Aemond assured you, “Your soul isn’t tainted, and we shall go to the sept and pray together later. The Seven will forgive you.”

Aemond watched as relief flooded your eyes. Your lips parted as if to say or do anything, but you were too caught up in yourself to do anything. Instead, he continued to coax you through your panic, “All will be well, but you must share something with me.”

His thumb traveled higher, lightly toying with your bottom lip. As he did such, you asked him for further clarification, “What is it, Aemond?’

His unwavering frown turned into a subtle smirk as you allowed him to take what he wished, “I want you to suck and lick my thumb as Lady Coryanne did to the Lord’s cock in the brothel.”

Shock flooded your senses at the young prince’s request, but could you deny it? If you did not, he might run off and tell your Lord Father or expose your lack of innocence which would ruin you. But maybe your refusal to deny him also came from your deep-seated attraction for the Targaryen prince.

As his thumb protruded past your lips, the choice was made. Almost too eagerly, you began to lap at Aemond’s thumb as you read what the Lady had done with the tip of the Lord’s cock. Your lips then wrapped around the digit, gently sucking at it. Your cheeks then hallowed as you willed yourself to continue… That certainly couldn’t be in the book… Aemond thought.

“Good girl,” Aemond comforted you, “My sweet girl…”

A moment later and Aemond had pulled you around the bookcase, pinning you against a wall. Yet you did not dare to halt your movements, not without his direct order. You sucked off his thumb and then began pressing delicate kisses from the base of the joint to the tip of it before swirling your tongue around it once more.

Aemond growled as his cock strained against the leather of his pants. Without another cautionary thought, he pushed the neckline of your dress to expose one of your shoulders. He pressed open-mouthed kisses to your collarbone before he began to nibble and suck on the soft skin at the juncture between your neck and shoulder. He figured that the resulting mark could easily be covered or passed off as a bruise.

Finally, Aemond pulled off of you and removed his thumb from your lips. You whined wantonly at the loss of contact which resulted in another smirk from him. Both of your eyes met before glancing at the red-purplish spots he left after his own attack.

“Don’t worry, my Lady, you shall have more… in time,” Aemond sneered, “And make no mistake that you are mine… the Seven has seen it and decree it be…”

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kingofpopmj · 6 months ago

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I'm The Light Of The World, I'll Feel Grand

June 24, 2009

Summary: Michael brings his wife and kids to work. He’s preparing for This Is It, his final tour, and his family can’t wait to watch in on rehearsals.

Pairings: Michael Jackson x Reader

Warnings: Family time, lots of fluff in the first half. The second half is a bit sad, but I wrote this based on what I feel Michael deserved from the world. This story is in a format that works if you only want to read the first half. (Stop reading at The Aftermath, if the sad part isn’t for you.)

*Y/N’s POV*

I smiled as I watched my husband struggling to untangle our daughter, Mavis’ leotard. There was so much tulle, his hands kept disappearing as he fought with the small clamps.

“Babe, do you need me to do it?”

“No, I got it.”

“Are you sure?” I teased.

“I am.” He winked at me, making me feel a rush of giddiness.

*flashback*

“Y/N? You haven’t said anything.”

“I’m not sure what to say. I wasn’t expecting this.”

“Neither was I, but here we are.”

“Are you sure?”

“Are you not?” He shot back.

“I am.”

*end of flashback*

“Mom!” Carver, our son’s voice carried through the house, I rushed down the hallway to his room. “He won’t give it back!” He pointed angrily at his younger brother.

“Idris, sweetie, give your brother his shoe.” I bit back a laugh, crossing my arms and leaning against the doorframe.

“He started it! Mom, he hid my pants!”

“Boys, we need to leave soon. Daddy has to be at work. Please finish getting ready. No more stealing each other’s clothing.”

“Fine.” Carver stretched, feeling around the top shelf of his bookcase, revealing blue jeans. “Trade?” The two boys quickly snatched their belongings and backed away from one another.

“Thank you.” I spun around, I had to finish getting ready myself and make breakfast, walking down the hallway I run into our daughter Sade, wearing my high heels. “What do we have here?”

“Hi mommy.” She giggled, she had her daddy’s smile. The perfect smile.

“How about we make a deal. You wear your own shoes and I’ll let you pick out anything of mommy’s to wear today.”

“Yes!” She kicked off my heels, sprinting over to my closet. “This one!”

“Yeah?” I saw the sparkly white clutch she selected. “This was a gift from your daddy, when he took me to the Grammy Awards with him.”

“Really?” Her eyes went wide, she loved hearing our stories.

“Yes.”

“When?” She asked excitedly, tugging at my arm, she pulled me over to the loveseat, waiting for more details.

“It was in 1984.”

“What’s this?” She pulled out a necklace. “Did daddy give this to you too?”

“Yes—”

“Tell me everything!” She interrupted me, kicking her feet happily.

*flashback*

“I got you something” Michael smiled, I love his smile.

“You didn’t have to do this.”

“Open it.” He was growing impatient. I knew he wanted to see my reaction to his gift.

“Oh— wow.” The box held inside of it the most beautiful clutch purse. It was white and had intricate beading all along the surface. It matched my dress perfectly. “Michael.” I was speechless. “It’s beautiful. Thank you so much.” I threw my arms around him. There was nothing I loved more than being in his arms.

“Y/N.” He pulled away, his hand reached up to my chin to look into my eyes. “Y/N.”

“Yes?”

“I love you.”

I stared at him blankly. I couldn’t explain how those words made me feel. Especially, coming from him. He was my everything and he didn’t even know it.

“You—”

“Yes. I love you.” He interrupted me, knowing exactly what I was thinking. He hated when I doubted myself.

“I love you.”

“Yeah?” He asked me with a nervous smile spreading across his face. I nodded quickly, leaning into his chest. “Look.” He pulled a locket out of his pocket, the shiny gold finish was stunning, but when I realized it was much more than that my heart began pounding faster.

“It’s our names.” My thumb glided over the engraving.

“Yes. I have a matching one.” He pointed to his chest, where it dangled, clipped to his blue bedazzled jacket. “And if you look on the other side, I left an open space.”

“For?”

“For our children’s names.”

“You really thought of everything.” I stated simply, trying to conceal the deep blush heating up my face. His words had such an effect on me. They always did.

“For you, I think of everything. I have a plan now.”

“Can I know the plan?”

“You’re going to be my wife one day. God willing we will have a big beautiful family. I’ll wake up next to you every morning for the rest of my life.”

“That sounds like a wonderful plan.”

*end of flashback*

“Ta-da!” Michael cheered, entering the room with our daughter by his side.

“I want to be a ballerina too!” Sade pouted, seeing her twin sister dressed up and holding daddy’s hand was just too much.

“Come on. Let’s get you in your leotard and tiara your highness.” Michael held his hand out, which she gladly took.

“Mommy!” She turned around, pointing her little finger at me. “I want to hear the rest of the story later.” I nodded as she tiptoed out the room.

I took the opportunity to check on our eldest daughters, Naila and Kya. After checking their rooms, which turned out to be empty, I knew exactly where they were. I made my way downstairs, the smell of eggs hit me immediately.

“Well, if it isn’t my two favorite chefs.” I smiled, kissing them both on the top of their heads. “What are you preparing for us today?”

“I’m making pancakes, eggs and bacon. Ky is on smoothie duty.”

“It smells delicious. Do you need any help?”

“Can we pack lunches? So we can have a picnic in the arena like we used to when we were little?” Kya spoke, smiling nervously, tying her hair up.

“I love that idea. I’m not sure we have time to pack lunches. We can pick up—”

“Pizza?!”

“Yes.” My girls gave each other a high five before breaking out in a celebratory dance.

“Check this out!” Our youngest son, Johan ran into the kitchen with sock covered feet, spinning quickly then dropping to his knees.

“You’re gonna hurt yourself. Again.” Naila teased.

“Dad does it. He doesn’t get hurt.” He stood up, rubbing his knees discreetly.

“He’s a professional.” She shot back.

“Yeah, well— you’re a butt.”

“Okay, okay, apologize to your sister then go get some shoes on.” I hugged him, tickling his under arms.

“Sorry Naaillaaaaa.” He said through his laughter.

“Food is ready mom.”

“You should do the honors honey.” I moved to set the table as I saw a big smile spread across Naila’s face.

*Michael’s POV*

“Attention Jackson household, breakfast is ready you fools! Get downstairs now if you want to eat.” Naila announced from downstairs.

“Fools?” Mavis and Sade repeated confused, I bit my lip, shaking my head.

“She’s just teasing.”

“Daddy, can we dance with you today?”

“Yes, babygirl you can always dance with me.”

“I want to sing with you.”

“I’d love that.” I beamed at the idea of having them on stage with me. They made me so happy. “Now, let’s go eat! I’ll race you!” I took off down the hall.

“That’s not fair we got little legs!”

They were laughing, chasing me closely, I stopped at the stairs, holding their hands as we descended the steps.

“Hey babe.” I moved to kiss my wife. “Is everyone else down here?”

“Yes, you’re late.” Her hands rested on my chest, looking up at me with those beautiful eyes.

“Well, I guess you’ll just have to punish me later.” I whispered in her ear.

“Can you guys not?” Carver complained, covering his eyes.

“Look away kid.” I shot back, kissing Y/N’s cheek repeatedly, her giggles filling the kitchen.

Breakfast went smoothly. The kids were really excited for the day. We were all buckled up in the limousine we had for the day, when Johan spoke up.

“Daddy, are those guys gonna follow us again?” He was referring to the paparazzi. They get pretty intense sometimes.

“Yes, I’m sorry, it’ll only be for a little while.”

“Can I wear my wolf mask?”

“Of course.” Ever since I showed him the Thriller short film he’s been convinced he’s part werewolf. And, I just don’t have the heart to tell him otherwise.

Our driver turned the car on, moving down our long driveway, I watched as the tall gates opened slowly, the sun was shining brightly in a clear blue sky. It was a perfect day.

“Are all the backup singers and dancers going to be there?” Carver asked.

“Yes. The entire crew, so we will all be on our best behavior, correct?” I was met with eight smiles, nodding in agreement.

“I still say you should’ve let me sit in on the dancers auditions.”

“Why is that?”

“They’re really pretty.”

“The auditions were held to help find the best dancers for the job, not to find you a date.”

“Dad, two birds, one stone.”

“You sound like you’re Uncle Randy.” He lifted his chin, smiling brightly. “Yeah, that’s not a compliment.”

“Burn!” Naila clapped obnoxiously, she loves when I tease anyone but her.

My wife was seated next to me, holding my hand as we watched our kids joke around with each other. I never thought I’d have this. I’m a husband and a father. My most precious of dreams came true and I still struggle to believe it’s real.

“I love you.” I said to Y/N, bringing her hand to my lips.

“I love you.” She looked back at me, her stare still made me feel flustered. After all these years the effect she has on me has only grown stronger with each passing day. I don’t understand how it’s possible, but I’ve come to understand that with her, anything is possible.

Thankfully, when we arrived at the Staples Center the local police department had already enforced a barricade, so all we had to do was run inside. It felt like deja-vu, all of the musicians that I’ve worked with throughout my career, a few new faces, but, nonetheless, a bittersweet feeling.

“The kids are beautiful.” Siedah complimented, hugging Y/N and I. “They are so sweet. I’ve missed them.”

“Thank you.” Y/N replied, glancing at them as they danced around the stage.

“They were excited to see their Aunt Sid.”

“Good. It’s going to be so fun, all of us in London together.”

“They can’t wait. This is the first time for our youngest to see their dad perform, so I’m a little nervous.”

“Nothing to be nervous about.” Kenny Ortega cut in, clapping his hand on my shoulder. “The stage is set. Everything is perfect. There is one problem though.”

“What is it?”

“We don’t have anyone to test out the cherry picker.”

“Cherry picker!” One of the kids yelled as they all rushed over.

“Oh no.” Y/N looked at me nervously.

“Can we please come with you dad?” Johan begged, tugging at my shirt. “Please!”

I made eye contact with my wife, panicking over the fact that we completely forgot to talk this over. She shrugged, knowing they weren’t going to no for an answer.

“Okay, but one at a time.” She said sternly. “You have to be careful.”

“Awesome!” Our youngest twins celebrated.

“I want to go first!” Khari raised his hand.

“Hold on, I don’t want any fighting, you guys have to draw straws or something, make it fair.”

“Yes!” They scurried off and my wife laughed, shaking her head.

“I’m surprised you said yes.” I put my arm around her.

“Well, they were excited. Plus, I can’t exactly tell them they can’t do something I’ve done plenty of times.”

“Good point.”

“They’ll be with you, so they’ll be safe.”

“Exactly.”

“We used to ride it all the time, remember?”

“Yes dear, I remember that wasn’t all you rode.” I whispered flirtatiously against her cheek.

“Michael!” The whisper shouted, pinching my butt. “You’re so bad.”

“That was a good one. You’ve got to admit it.”

“Mhmm.” She smirked, leaning into my embrace.

Before I knew it, the kids were running back to us, screaming frantically that they were ready for the cherry picker.

Our eleven year old, Khari was first to accompany me. The biggest smile on his face the whole time. We waved down at Y/N, his siblings and the crew. Out of all the times I’ve ridden a cherry picker, which is many, nothing will ever top experiencing it with my kids. These are my favorite cherry picker moments.

“Will they have pizza in London?” Sade asked curiously, tomato sauce all over her face.

“Yes.”

“Cool.”

“I want to dance on stage with you and Uncles.” Mavis stated, that’s how she did things, she said what she wanted and didn’t asked questions.

“Maybe we can arrange that.” I smiled wide, pinching her cheek. Y/N looked at me surprised, but we always knew that the kids would be in the spotlight. We could only hold it off for so long.

“I’d get tickets to see that.” My wife clapped.

“My number one fan.” I leaned forward to kiss her, earning a few groans from our children.

“Dad, it was awesome! I can’t wait to see rehearsals again tomorrow.” Naila complimented.

“You really want to come again?”

“Yes.”

“Totally, there’s zombies here!” Khari yelled.

“Plus, Auntie Siedah gives us marshmallows when we do vocal warm ups with her.” Kya did her little happy dance, taking another bite of her cheesy bread.

“That would mean the world to me.” They mean the world to me. They are my world. They are the reason I wake up every morning with a smile on my face.

“Dad, you’re the coolest! I can’t wait until I can dance like you.” Mavis gave me a thumbs up.

“Thank you honey. And, you already do dance like me. All of you do. It’s in your DNA.”

“I’m getting better at my moonwalk, but you’re still the best.” Carver commented.

“You know, your mom is a pretty good dancer too.” I laughed loudly as my wife hid behind me while our kids screamed in surprise.

“Dad, you’ve never told us. What was it like before we were born? Touring?” Naila questioned, a nervous smile on her face.

“It was fun. Honestly, I’ve never loved touring, but a few things made it worth while.”

“Like what?”

“Luckily, I had your mom. She brought a lot of joy, she was always there for me and it was an added bonus to be able to travel the world with my favorite person.”

“Do you think— what if we— what if it’s not as fun with us there?”

“Are you crazy? It’ll be even better! The eight of you make everything better.” Y/N nodded along as I explained.

Today, was hands down the best rehearsals I’ve ever experienced. My family is definitely my good luck charm.

“You’re going to have some stunt doubles for tomorrow.” Y/N giggled, clearing her throat before finishing her announcement. “Please, put your hands together for Carver, Naila, Kya, Idris, Khari, Mavis, Sade and Johan, The Jacksons!”

She stepped aside, giving the kids space to run into the room, dressed in different clothing items inspired by my career. It left me absolutely speechless.

“Wow.”

“The costume department helped us out.” My wife said, walking over to sit beside me on the couch.

“Do I look cool dad?” Johan asked.

“Yes, you look better than me!” He was wearing a little white suit like the one I wore for Smooth Criminal. “Wow. You really surprised me”

“Good. It was tough to keep a secret.” Y/N said, leaning her head on my shoulder.

“I’m sleeping in this.” Sade said, she was wearing the black and white Thriller jacket.

“Sure.” I chuckled. “I’m not sure it’ll be that comfortable.”

“It looks cool. That’s what matters.” She snapped her fingers, grinning at her mother and I.

I sat back in awe, thanking god for the blessings in front of me. I couldn’t imagine my life without my babies. We spent another hour together, laughing and playing games until it was time for bed. I had to explain how important it was to get a full nights rest, especially on rehearsal days. I tucked in my kids, kissing them all on the forehead and reading short stories to our youngest before climbing into bed with my beautiful wife.

I couldn’t contain the happiness in my heart. The excitement of another day surrounded by love kept me awake. I prayed everyday could be like this. I love my wife. I love my kids.

I couldn’t wait for morning to come and wake up to the light from the sun rising.

Tomorrow was just a few hours away.

The Aftermath...

June 26th, 2009

*Y/N’s POV*

I sat in the living room, watching as Katherine, LaToya and Janet played outside with our younger children. They didn’t understand what was going on, I knew they’d start asking questions very soon. I was determined to be strong enough to explain it to them, but for now I had to fight to keep it together in front of them. I had to be strong.

“Mom, look dad is on the cover.” Our eldest twins, Naila and Carver, sat on either side of me, placing a newspaper in my lap. Kya and Idris followed behind, sitting at my feet. They were surrounding me with love and protection. Whether they knew it or not, they were my strength.

“You guys, you shouldn’t read—”

“It’s actually beautiful.” Naila cut me off softly. “They said a lot about dad. I didn’t even know half of it— I think you should read it too.” She sniffled, leaning her head on my shoulder. I quickly wrapped my arm around her.

“I haven’t read it— haven’t been able to get through it on my own. Can I read it out loud for us?” Carver squeezed my hand, passing his sister tissues.

“Yeah, I want to hear it.” Kya spoke, Idris nodding in agreement.

“Go ahead.” I whispered.

“That’s so cool. Dad really did all of that?” Carver questioned, leaning back into the couch.

“Yes, he did.”

“He always told us stories, but I thought he was joking, like when he said him and Auntie Janet filmed the Scream video in space.” Idris laughed sadly, playing with his shoelaces.

“He always told you guys the truth, however he did enjoy sprinkling in some jokes.” I smiled, looking down at the photo of the front page.

“Wait.” Kya spoke up, staring at us suspiciously. “Who’s the inside source?”

“Honey, that’s just something they say, it was probably dad’s people. Sometimes they have to speak to the media.”

“Oh.” She threw her hands in the air. “I thought I was breaking bread with a snitch.”

“There’s no snitches here. Relax. People are going to be very curious about you. All of you. This little piece of our lives might hold them off for a bit.”

“What do you mean?” Idris asked, judging from the confused looks I was getting, it was easy to assume they all needed clarification.

“Dad, he means so much to his fans. They are going to want to know you guys better. It’ll be overwhelming at times, but they mean well. Think of it this way, their love for dad is so pure, so powerful, there’s enough to go around. The way they care, support and protect him is being extended to you.”

“What about you?” Carver’s voice softened.

“I’m included.”

“Do we have to speak in front of everyone?” Naila questioned, her voice was a bit shaky.

“Yeah, are we all speaking at the— at dad’s— the event.” Kya finished, struggling to say memorial service. I understood.

“You don’t have to speak, I know it’s a lot to process right now, but if you want to, I’ll support that.”

July 7th, 2009

“Y/N?” I felt a hand on my shoulder, I blinked rapidly, trying to understand what was going on. Chris Tucker was standing in front of me, a sad smile on his face. “I’ll walk you up there.”

I took a moment to glance around, so many faces, some I knew some I didn’t. A sea of black wardrobe confirmed my nightmare. My eyes landed on Katherine, my mother-in-law. She stood up, her hand gently taking mine, pulling me into her.

“He’ll always be with you. He’ll always be able to hear you. This is for you— tell the world what he meant to you. He was more— he was special.” I thought to myself was that doesn’t feel right. It’s not right. “Tell them how much you loved my boy. How much he loved you and his babies. Do it for them.” I swallowed hard loved isn’t right. This is all wrong. She looked over at our children, her grandchildren. They each had a different expression on their face, each one unreadable.

This can’t be happening.

I took Chris’ arm, he’s godfather to our youngest and has been a dear friend of ours for many years. The short walk up the steps felt unbearable. The shine from the gold casket off to the side, calling for my attention, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t look.

“Can you stay?” I asked like a scared child.

“Of course.” He nodded, standing beside me.

My hand moving to touch the microphone briefly, the cold plastic sent a shock through my fingers— it’s real. This is real.

“Hello, thank you all for being here this morning.” I paused, turning my head slightly to see a giant screen displaying a picture of my husband. He’s smiling. I love his smile. I took that picture, in 1993. “My Michael— Michael.” I stopped again, taking a deep breath, before starting again. “My husband, Michael, the incredible man that gave me eight beautiful children and a lifetime of memories. My best friend.” My throat started closing up, so I took another deep breath. “Michael and I met when we were six years old. After weeks of shyly smiling and waving at one another. Finally, one of us built up the courage on a random Saturday afternoon, unfortunately, it wasn’t me.” I chuckled softly at the memory. “An incessant tapping came from my bedroom window. When I pushed back the curtains, I came face to face with the boy who lived across the street, he had a big grin on his face and he pointed to the latch. So, I quickly pushed the window open with his help, he titled his head as if to size me up, then asked, ‘You like water balloons?’ to which I crossed my arms and responded ‘You like water guns?’ he laughed, hard and his laugh, his sweet laugh, it was contagious.” I glanced down at our kids, trying like hell to keep it together. “We were inseparable from that point on.” I noticed our youngest Johan, hold his hand up as he kept his eyes locked on the screen behind me. I turned around to see a picture of Michael and I as teenagers. “That was our prom night. It took him ages to find the perfect tie to match my dress. Michael took me to my prom because he insisted I’d only have fun if I was with him. He was right. Many experiences in my life wouldn’t have been as memorable without Michael. He makes everything better.” I could feel him with me. I could feel him urging me to continue. “I knew I was in love with him, my heart knew before I did. We made a conscious decision, we chose one another long before understanding what that truly meant. He is my everything.” I closed my eyes, the pain in my heart brought my mind to an instant halt. My head hung low as I tried to find the strength to continue. A gentle applause filled my ears, leading me to believe I was daydreaming, until I felt a presence by my side, then someone took my hand. Nervously, I opened my eyes, seeing my children standing around me.

“We’re with you.” Carver spoke, hugging me tightly. “Can I speak after you? For dad.”

“Of course.”

“Me too.” Kya spoke.

“I want to tell daddy I love him.” Mavis stated.

“I want to talk to daddy too.” Johan reached up, silently asking for me to pick him up, so I did.

“Go ahead Carv.” He nodded, taking a deep breath while fixing his tie.

“Hello, my name is Carver, I’d like to thank every person in attendance today and those watching at home. The support from all over the world these past few days has meant a great deal to my family and I.” He fixed his tie once more, smiling down at the red band on his arm, just like his dad. “My dad, he’s many things to the world, but to me, he’s my hero. I was five years old when I first saw him perform. He was awesome. It was always unreal seeing him on stage, but I’ll never forget the first time. I think back to that day often and I could feel the emotions I felt as a five year old watching his hero. Although he’s an incredible talent, his dancing, singing, his everything. It’s just so incredible, so indescribable, but somehow, there is one thing he’s even better at. I don’t know how it’s possible to be this gifted in so many areas, but he is. He is an even better father than an entertainer. And I mean that in the best way possible. He’s untouchable in both fields. He’s the best dad. I love you dad and I miss you so much already.” Carver completed his speech, moving to stand next to me as Naila stepped forward.

“Hi, I’m Naila, thank for being here today to honor my father.” She was choking back tears, looking back at me for comfort, then continuing. “I wanted to say a few words about my dad. He was— is— he is so full of life. I just can’t talk about him in past tense. I just can’t. I refuse to. My dad, he’s always there for me, for all of us. My entire life, I’ve never gone a day without him. One of my favorite things about him is how much he taught us, he instilled the belief in us that knowledge is power and we should always be eager to learn. When I was six I started playing the piano, my dad was super excited about it, he used to joke about forming our own band with him and my siblings, although deep down I think he actually wanted it. I used to laugh along with him, telling him that would be embarrassing, but deep down I wanted nothing more than to play music with my dad— to hang out with him all the time. Even if it meant having to wear matching outfits like his Jackson 5 days. I’d do it. I’d do anything for him. Dad, thank you for everything— thank you for teaching me so much, loving me, being mom’s best friend, giving me seven siblings that are really annoying, but that I am very grateful for. I love you so much dad. I can’t wait to create music with you again someday. I love you.” She went to stand beside Chris, holding his hand and leaning into him.

I moved forward, Jo still in my arms, he was excited to speak.

“I’m Johan!” Our youngest yelled into the microphone, causing the crowd to laugh. “My dad is super cool, he makes the best scrambled eggs. He helped me paint my room blue and we built a tree house, so that’s cool too.” He smiled at me, looking more like his daddy by the second. “He taught me how to spin like him, play monopoly and floss.” He loved speaking into the microphone, so I let him keep going. “He tells the best stories. For my birthday this year, he told me I was half-werewolf, but it only happens when there’s a full moon. He showed me how to build the best forts out of pillows and sheets. It was super fun, we’d have slumber parties in the living room with all of us. It’s so fun, you should try it sometime. My dad said that he liked them, but slumber parties with mommy were even better.” I was shocked, the audience began laughing loudly, if only I realized before today that our youngest son was a natural comedian. “I love my daddy. I love him and I miss his hugs.” He turned to me, hugging my head. “Bye. I love you daddy. Mommy, I’m done. Do you think daddy heard me?” The microphone picked up his question. I assured him that he did a great job and daddy definitely heard.

“I’m Kya. I never understood who my dad was to the world, until a few months ago, when we watched him announce his This Is It Tour. He was really nervous, thinking the world forgot and moved on without him. I’m so glad this was one instance where he was completely wrong. Thousands of you showed up to see him, millions of you tuned into the broadcast and it put the biggest smile on his face. Dad had taken us to work with him, the day before—before he left us. That day, it’ll be my favorite day for the rest of my life.” She took a deep breath, turning to glance at us quickly, then staring at the bedazzled glove on her hand. “It was an entire day spent with the people I love most, my family. I’ll never laugh as much as I did that day. I’ll never sing and dance around the way I did that day. I’ll never be the same again because I’ll never understand why this happened. Why he was taken from us. Dad, I love you so much.” She spoke through the tears falling down her face. “I love you so much. You’re the best dad I could’ve asked for. I wish you were here.” She wiped her face. “There are so many memories with you that I’ll cherish forever. Especially, the ones of us dancing around the kitchen, waiting for our homemade cookies to be taken out of the oven. Dad, I promise I’ll try to make you proud. I’ll never forget you and I’ll never stop loving you. I love you.”

“I love you dad.” Idris said into the microphone with his eyes closed. “I promise to be the best I can be, like how you taught me. I’ll give mom extra hugs everyday for you.” His eyes still shut as he took a moment for himself. “I’m Idris by the way, my dad, he’s just the best. I hope that I’m at least half of who he was when I get older. The other half like my mom, because she’s the best too. She’s been really strong for us. I’m thankful that my dad met my mom a really long time ago when they were young. I’m happy that they made me. I’m happy that they’re my parents. Thank you. I love you dad. A lot.” I smiled timidly at his thoughtfulness, even though he called me old, it was a beautiful speech.

“Hi, I’m Khari.” He was staring intently at the banners hanging from the ceiling of the arena, pictures of his dad from different stages of his life. “I love my dad.” He spoke softly, tapping his fingers on the podium. “I don’t want to live in a world without him. I’ve never had to, but I already know it’s not the same. The world is better with him here.” He seemed to be playing a song in his head to help him get through his speech. “I don’t know what else to say. Dad, I love you. Thank you for being my dad.” Khari stepped down, grabbing the microphone to hold for his sister’s.

“I love you daddy.” Mavis smiled softly.

“I love you!” Sade added. “This much daddy.” She opened her arms wide, stretching them out as much as possible.

I hugged my kids tight, telling them how proud I was of each of them. How proud their daddy would be and how much their words meant to him. I knew I had more to say, but I accepted that I’ll never have enough time to say all I need to. I had to say more, even if it wasn’t everything, it was enough. For now, it was enough.

“Michael, I adore you. I always have, I always will. Thank you for coming into my life and making it better than I could have ever imagined. I thank you for giving me eight beautiful, amazing, perfect pieces of you. I wouldn’t be able to get through this without them. My best friend, my heart, my Michael, I love you.”

I stepped down from the podium, guiding my babies back to our seats. When I sat down, I felt relieved. Relieved that I spoke and that part was over, but that feeling didn’t last long. The pain of being without the love of my life and the fear of having to live life without him began to set in again.

“That was beautiful sunshine.” Katherine voice was usually soothing, but today it was broken.

“Mama Kay.” I smiled weakly, tears falling down my face. “Thank you, I love you.”

The rest of the service was a blur. I don’t remember the car ride home, but here we are.

“Mommy, can I sleep in your room tonight?” Johan asked sadly.

“Of course.”

“I want to sleep with you too.” Kya ran into me, wrapping her arms around my torso.

“I’d love that.”

“What if we—” Carver covered his face with his hand, his shoulders moving up and down. He slowly walked over to me, burying his face in my shoulder.

“It’s okay.” I said, holding back tears of my own.

“Can we build forts in the living room? So we can all spend the night together.” He added.

“Like a slumber party?” Mavis questioned.

“Kinda.” Carver replied. We all agreed to get ready for bed and meet again downstairs for bedtime.

Our bedroom was dark. I walked over to the bathroom, removing my jewelry until the only thing left was my engagement and wedding ring.

With small steps, I went to sit on our bed, never looking away from my rings.

*flashback*

“I’ve carried this ring around with me since I was eighteen.” He whispered. “It was the first big purchase I made, because for years I dreamt about it. I dreamt about you, about us.”

“In this moment, it doesn’t matter how long it took me not to be afraid. How long it took me to tell you I loved you. How long it took me to ask you to be my girl. I’ll kick myself for the rest of my life because of it, but I’ve learned so much from my stupidity as well— I don’t want to waste time. I refuse to waste another second.”

“Michael—”

“You need to know I never doubted my love for you. I was never unsure when it came to you. In fact, you’re the only thing I’ve ever been sure of. I only doubted myself— I was only unsure of myself because I never thought I’d be enough for you. I never thought I deserved you, I still don’t. If I wasn’t enough for you, nothing and no one else mattered— no one compares. I rather be alone. But, I’ve learned that it’s not about any of that. It’s about choosing one another, choosing to be enough and choosing to grow together.”

“You are enough, you’re more than enough.” I choked out.

“Because I’ve finally chosen to be enough.” He answered simply— confidently. “After years and years of pulling you in just to push you away, I’m choosing from now until my last moment on this earth— I choose you. My heart, my soul, my mind choose you. I’ve always been yours. This ring is just a formality at this point.” He quietly laughed. “Y/N, I love you, I love you so much. Will you marry me?”

Slowly, I knelt down in front of him, trying to compose myself enough to get any words out. Our eyes glassy, the sound of our breathing being taken over by sniffling as we reached out for each other with trembling hands.

“I adore you.” I cupped his face, leaning in to kiss him. The tears were falling down my face uncontrollably, causing the words to get stuck in my throat. “I love you. Michael, you’re everything. My everything. I love you so much. I’m yours. I always have been.”

“Is that a yes?” He spoke loudly, holding my face, his eyes frantically studying my expression.

“Y-yes!” My voice failing me as I answered him. Michael pulled me into him tightly, leaving kisses all over my face with intense speed.

"I was not expecting a proposal."

"I'm glad I could surprise you." He smiled, wiping my tears away with his thumb. "I should probably put this on you now. What do you think?" I nodded eagerly, holding out my shaky hand.

He brought my hand to his lips, leaving a kiss before sliding the ring on my finger. No words felt sufficient in describing how I was feeling. I felt his arms tighten around my waist lifting me off the floor, quickly I wrapped my legs around him, we took in the moment- this moment.

The thumping of his heartbeat, the scent of his aftershave, the smoothness of his skin, the curve of his lips. My focus moved from his lips to his eyes. He's looking back at me, adoringly, with that gaze that's reserved for only me. I'll never understand what I did to deserve him, but I know I'll never take him for granted.

*end of flashback*

I held my left hand to my chest, over my heart, it took me longer than expected to control my breathing again. I propped myself up on my elbow, looking at the other side of our bed, the empty side, his side.

I squeezed my eyes shut, imagining he was here with me.

“I love you.” My throat ached, but I pushed through the best I could. “My heart will always be yours. I promise to take care of the kids. I promise to raise them the right way and teach them all the values we planned to teach them together. I promise I’ll do my best everyday no matter how painful each day will be without you. I promise to never take these rings off. I promise—” I leaned my head on his pillow. “I promise I’ll always love you. I promise to keep going like you’d want me to until the day we reunite. I love you. I love you. I love you.”

Then, for the first time since he left,

I heard Michael’s voice…

“Lovely, in all the ways I’ve pictured my life, you are always in it. You and I are inevitable. We are predestined. It’s in the stars. Everything in me chooses you. You are it. You’re the dream of all dreams. You’re my dream come true. I love you. I love you infinitely.”

How Michael & Y/N’s children’s names came to be.

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Part 19 Synopsis : Name has being transmigrated into the world of I'm Not That Kind Of Talent without ever reading the novel. She's not being reincarnated as a human but as a devil as well. Hi There! I want to let you know that this fanfiction story isn't solely my creation. I borrowed the concept from @quqiwo2. I haven't actually read the novel either, just some spoiler to the end.

I hope you'll excuse my spelling and grammar mistake, because English not my first language.

Tililit

The phone's ringtone serves as a notification to inform the owner of an incoming call.

She picked up her phone after typing something important to her that required her attention, irritated with her own phone. She glance to identify the caller quickly so she can go back to typing,

Upon recognizing the caller's identity, her expression soured. She had already anticipated the nature of the conversation that awaited her. Dread coming towards her like a wave.

Though she felt reluctant, she ultimately decided to answer the call.

However, she could not even manage a greeting before a voice interrupted her. "Girl, when are you going to get married? Your mother has been waiting for you to find someone." The caller was quite direct in expressing their intentions. No small talk to chit chat.

The woman was momentarily taken aback, but she did not allow this to deter her.

"Mom, why are you asking me that? Are you not satisfied with having a grandchild from my sister?"

Indeed, her sister was fortunate enough to have found someone she loved and married him, despite being younger than her.

Her mother must be frustrated because she, the older sibling, remained unmarried while her sister had already surpassed her in that regard.

"One grandchild is not enough, dear. All of my children should be married and have their own children. Do you want me to come over and explain this in more detail?" Shouted by her, she could hear the baby's voice along with the mother's voice.

Apparently her mother become the nanny to her grandchild today.

Mother just putting on a show, and she knows it. That was a classic move from her mother. She kept using that tactic over and over, like a song stuck on repeat, until I couldn’t stand it anymore. It was obvious she was just talking without any real plans to follow through.

She don't want to come here and make herself tired.

I sarcastically mocked mother. "You can’t do that anyway, Mom. You’re too busy taking care of your own grandchild. Plus, I don’t even have anyone in mind for marriage. I’m not old enough for you to remind me about marriage every single day."

And finally she snapped to me like a wire of the snapped guitar "You’re not too young! You’re already 25! I gave birth to you 25 years ago. Your sister is even married before you. Aren’t you embarrassed, Mom? The neighbors are already bringing it up in front of me."

I imagined mom being ganged by the other gossiped mom, it's not looking so good, but she have to mad for me.

I raised my voice, losing my patience. "I’m not even close to that, Mom! Why can’t you just brush off the gossip?"

My outburst only made her angrier. "How dare you speak to me like that, young lady? Fine, I won’t bother with you anymore." With that, she hung up, leaving me in the midst of the chaos, staring at the phone.

I set my phone down on the table, hugged my knees, and felt a wave of sadness wash over me. Even though I was used to my mom’s constant chatter, it still hurt. No matter what, she always seemed dissatisfied with me, and it pained me to see her upset.

"You didn't even care to me at all, mom... " my murmur to my pitiful self. Flashback playing in my head.

Mom always liked this since in the past, she don't care me as her child. She only wants me to live and she always ignore me since I child. while I often felt ignored, especially since my sister and I were left alone while our parents busied themselves with their restaurant.

Their energy and attention were always devoted to the restaurant, and I would only see them in the mornings when they rushed out to open up or at night when they were too exhausted to engage with me.

We felt like strangers, despite sharing the same blood. They provided for us financially, but that was about it.

I pressed my fingers to my temples, feeling overwhelmed. Conversations with my parents now leave me feeling drained.

As a child, they rarely spoke to me, even when I tried to reach out. So why do they want to talk to me now? Is it just because they’re getting older and suddenly interested in my life?

I notice my own writing hanging in the balance as I pick up my phone. My mood has shifted, and I realize I can't focus on writing right now. I’ll have to come back to it later.

I leave my laptop behind, making sure to save my work before I rush to my bed, seeking the warmth and comfort I need.

It’s not exactly what I envisioned, but it’s all I have at the moment.

If I’m already feeling down about my mom, maybe I should also think about Deon. It might just deepen my sadness instead of letting me enjoy the fleeting moments of happiness.

Is he doing okay in his world? What happens next after I leave this one? Can he move on without me? I truly hope so…

Even though I’m reluctant to let him go, fate has already played its hand, casting Deon as the hero while I remain a pawn in his story.

Maybe I should stay in that world...

Maybe I shouldn't push Deon's hand...

Maybe I should loving myself as a demon even faster...

The past is behind me, and no amount of regret can alter it. Deon and I might be a couple meant to cross paths, but perhaps we’re not meant to last.

I became reminded to my first day after I come back

When I opened my eyes, this is what I saw. My gaze fell on the screen, revealing my own room.

I should feel joy at the sight of my space, as one would expect, but instead, tears streamed down my face. Happiness felt out of reach.

I’ve returned to my own reality, leaving Deon behind…

That screen stands as the final proof of this world’s existence for me before it fades away, just like it has done before. It leaves me alone, surrounded by my own tears.

Deon pleads with me, his voice thick with emotion, perhaps feeling as deeply as I do. Even though I tried to mask my sadness, it’s impossible to ignore the desperation in his tone, which inevitably touches me too.

With that thought, I can only cry. I’ve already shed so many tears on the first day. My emotions feel dulled now, exhausted from being sad for Deon.

This has been my reality for three years.

My own struggles in this world have kept me too occupied to daydream about Deon. I thought I had moved on, or at least that’s what I tell myself.

But since then, I can't find any romance partner. Fate didn't bring a romance partner instead of Deon for me.

I don't know if I am not the ideal woman for a man or not but nobody trying to know me more detailed.

The people I meet only the professional one, stay in an appropriate distance and having no interest to me. So I'm not close with anyone. The world is hard for me to even approach someone.

I sighed tiredly, maybe the experience to transmigrated already exhaust all my own luckiness in this world.

"I need something sweet, should I go to buy something?! "

And to elevate my own mood...

And so I changed my own pajama to something more suitable for go outside buy some sweets.

She chose not to head home immediately. Just grabbing some treats and going straight back felt too mundane. Living alone, I thought, if I don’t take advantage of my temporary freedom now, when will I?

I picked up some sweets and a little alcohol, hoping to escape the gloom of my empty apartment that feels so lonely without anyone else around.

My parents are far away, and they can be quite challenging to deal with. My sister is caught up in her own family life, and I don’t have any friends who aren’t overly curious about my situation.

I ended up drinking in the park, trying to drown my sorrows, but it didn’t really help. Instead, it just brought my hidden emotions to the forefront.

I swear I didn’t overdo it; I’m still a woman, not some guy who can lounge around without a care in the world. I think I bumped into a few people, but I always made sure to apologize, even if I was a bit wobbly.

Then I encountered a guy and said sorry to him, but he stopped me. I shot him a glare, trying to focus on this unfamiliar face, noticing he didn’t have any curves at all.

He looked blurry to me, and I couldn’t quite make out his features.

I wasn’t sure what I was saying; it all came out in a jumble, typical of someone who’s had a bit too much to drink. My vision was foggy, and my thoughts were scattered.

But i still said it, "Deon?"

Why am i so warm?

I always turn on the air conditioning, knowing I’ll be freezing in the morning, but surprisingly, this time I’m not cold at all. In fact, it feels quite the opposite.

I can’t quite recall what happened last night. Did anything even happen? As I slowly opened my heavy eyelids, I had to blink several times before realizing that I wasn’t in my own space.

I rubbed my eyes a few times, trying to grasp the reality of the situation.

The room around me is wild. It has a cool gray color scheme, and even the blanket I’m under is gray. As I look around, I notice the decor is stylish and elegant—definitely not what I’d expect from a woman’s room.

Could it be that I ended up in a guy’s room? Does this mean I had a one-night stand?

I glanced down at my clothes and noticed I was in pajamas.

Wait, if I really did have a one-night stand, shouldn’t I be naked? Why am I already dressed? Did someone really sleep with me without my knowledge, or did I get changed without anything happening?

Then it hit me—I felt warm and was lying on my side, which meant the guy must be behind me.

Nervously, I turned my head, trying to be careful and promising myself not to scream when I saw his face.

And then I saw him…

Deon?!

I couldn’t help but scream, breaking my own promise. I quickly pulled away and fell out of bed. The loud thud from my fall startled him awake. He looked around, only to spot my feet sticking out.

He rushed over to me on the floor. My backside took quite a hit from the fall, and my head was spinning a bit.

"Are you okay?" he asked, reaching down to lift me by my armpits, cradling me like a baby as we locked eyes.

I know I’m a bit shorter than him, but that doesn’t mean he can just carry me like this, with my legs dangling in the air! If I had to choose a position, I’d prefer to carried from the back...

WAIT, SO I REALLY HAVING ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DEON?!

THE END...

Extra:

"Are you really Deon Hardt in another world?" I looked at him with my suspecting eyes, not wanting to directly trust his word. Even if the face is same as my memory serves.

He looked at me with those pleading puppy eyes, clearly hurt by my doubt. "Yes, are you not believing me at all, Adele?"

Adele is not the name i used here. He's the real one...

I tried to defend myself against his accusation. "You know my name here. I think you only the different person with the same face!!!"

"You're the one who called me." He complained a little to make me believe him, but luck is not with him.

"I don't even remember how we met, Deon. So i can't confirm anything you want to confirm to me?"

"You are being so chatty when you're drunk, Name. You must not drunk without me around you or someone will used that to scam you." His worried face make me sulky with no talkback i can use. I myself also know that it wasn't safe for me either.

"It's my first time, Deon. I swear- I'm not trying to become alcoholic!" I replied with conscience of guilty, he then make a relieved face.

"Good..."

"So we are not doing it?" I gestured with my fingers, too embarrassed to say it out loud.

"Of course no, Name. I don't want to do it when you don't even realize me. We are already couple, why i must take an advantage from you?"

I don't know what i want to say about this topic so i direct it to wherever else.

"So how did you get here, Deon. Isn't this world looks strange to you? With technology and electronics"

"It's a bit odd, yet also pleasant. The divine has granted me the essential memories I need to live and function, so I don't come off as lost or out of place in this world."

I felt my expression and thoughts go blank. Did he just say... "The GOD?! You talk to GOD?! You really are something special, Deon..."

"Not really, Adele." He kept me grounded, even though it's an accomplishment not everyone achieves.

"Since when you came here?"

"Since 4 months ago..."

"What's your job here?"

"Model, that's the job i have."

Wow, Deon has really made it as a model in this world. Now I see why he can afford such a stylish apartment—it's way nicer than my own budget-friendly place.

"Did you apply for that?"

"No, it was the job search agent who suggested I become a model, even though I had no idea about this world."

I believe the agent has a point. If Deon can maintain his handsome and enigmatic appearance, he could easily find success as a model or even as a content creator, showcasing his looks in various ways. He truly has the ultimate advantage in navigating this world.

As I drift off into my thoughts, I notice Deon gazing at me quietly. A warm expression lights up his face as he looks my way. "Adele."

"Hm…" I catch his words, even if I’m not fully focused on him.

"I missed you, so I came here to see you. Do you miss me?" he says with that charming smile of his before pulling me into a hug. He really is a game-changer, making me laugh with pride as I gently pat his back. Having him in my life is undoubtedly one of the best things that has happened to me.

"Of course i do, Deon. You're my first and last love at all, I'm happy you can reach me now."

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Thank you for sticking with this story until the end! As a token of my appreciation, here’s a little insight. Initially, I only planned to write up to part 5. I was torn between continuing the story or wrapping it up like a oneshot, which would have left things open-ended yet still somewhat satisfying. Ultimately, I decided to expand the narrative and tweak the storyline a bit. Keeping Cruel alive meant Deon would face less heartache, even though it’s Adele who ultimately has to step into Cruel's role and leave Deon behind.

I’m proud to say I transformed the typical tragic ending trope into one that includes romance and struggle. This is my first and favorite piece because I managed to see it through to completion, despite some noticeable plot holes. Does anyone have any requests for Deon and Adele? I’d love to hear your ideas before I attempt to address those plot holes with additional stories—if I decide to write them!

#fanfic #x reader #manhwa #manhwa x reader #fem reader #reader insert #deon hart #deon hart x reader #i'm not that kind of talent #intkot

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bunnie-online · 1 year ago

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nobody's son, nobody's daughter {A.S.}

getting into an argument with ani & your parental issues are brought up

warnings: NO SEXUALLY EXPLICIT CONTENT BUT MY BLOG IS 18+ ONLY. hurt/comfort, parental issues lol, crying, Anakin is lowkey mean i’m sorry ✋🏽😔, not accurate SW lore, one use of ‘y/n’, d3ath mention.

Anakin was so done with today. it was friday afternoon and he had just endured 8 hours of training and then a 2 hour meeting with the Jedi Council where he was scolded for a rash decision he made on his most recent mission. to say Anakin was frustrated was the understatement of the century.

you weren’t having a great day either, it was your fathers birthday. he had left you and your mother to start a new family when you were in your early teens. shortly after that your mother spiraled into depression and had tossed you out. you escaped to Coruscant and happened to be found by Master Windu who took you under his wing.

the weeks of what used to be important family events were always difficult. especially birthdays. you couldn’t wait to curl up into your boyfriend’s arms and feel the weight of the day melt away.

Anakin made his way to your quarters, wanting to do the same. his walk was all a blur until he reached your door. Anakin walked into your apartment ready to collapse into you. he found you curled up on the couch, looking forlorn.

“hey, angel. what’s wrong?” his voice soft and obviously sullen. you lift your head, your face tear stained. “oh it’s just my dads birthday..” you trail off. Anakin sighed. “oh that again.” he sounded slightly annoyed.

granted you’ve been sulking about this all week, but you had a right to. you missed normalcy, you missed coming home from school on your father’s birthday and giving him handmade cards you crafted so carefully. you missed the delicious birthday dinner your mother made and hiding his gifts behind your back, making him guess what it was. you missed sitting on his lap and helping him blow out his candles after singing to him loudly and in between giggles. it sickens you to think about his new children doing all of those things you thought we sacred to him, just as they were to you.

“what does that mean?” you ask, getting defensive. “nothing, angel.” he corrected his tone, realizing what he had done. “no. what did you mean by that?” you doubled down, standing up and walking closer to him. “again? again?! oh i’m sorry that i’m mourning my family.” you cross your arms over your chest, rolling your eyes.

Anakin scoffs. “you have to be kidding. it just slipped out i didn’t even mean it like that.” he steps closer to you. “obviously you meant something, Anakin. you wouldn’t have said anything otherwise.” your eyes threw daggers into his. “angel, can we just drop it? i had a long day i just wanna relax.” he reaches his hand out to touch your arm. you pull back harshly. “darling, come on.”

“no! you have the audacity to tell me to ignore a comment like that?! really?!” your voice gaining volume. Anakin pressed his palm against his forehead, his anger building. “love, i didn’t even mea-“ he starts. “don’t even try to throw that shit at me again.” you interrupt him.

“you aren’t the only one without parents, y/n!!” he yells. you jump back. Anakin had never yelled at you before. “i held my mother as she passed away after not seeing her for ten. years! you aren’t the only one mourning!”

you were too shocked to speak, but your face said everything. after what felt like an eternity, Anakin’s face softened, he realized what had came out of his mouth. “angel…baby…i am- i am so sor-.” “don’t.” you interrupt him again. “i know- i know i’m not the only one mourning. i know you don’t have parents either but i still supported you. i held you after every nightmare, flashback, anxiety attack, everything. i still do.” your voice cracked often as you choked down tears.

“if you were annoyed with my sulking, you could’ve shut it out like you do to me every time something bothers you.” you started walking past him, he tried to grab you by your bicep. “get the fuck away from me, Anakin.” you state coldly, his eyes widen. you’ve never spoken to him in that way. you push past him and walk out of your own apartment.

Anakin stood there, not only shocked at your actions but also his. he’s always been so caring not matter how his day went, he always held space for you. and you held space for him. the tears welling up in his eyes finally spilt over, his usually stoic face contorted as he cried.

you stormed out to the garden, finding a bench in a secluded area. you sat there and cried for what seemed like forever. you cried until your head throbbed and your lungs were sore.

Anakin had to make this right, he couldn’t leave you like this. the sound of leaves crunching behind you nearly scared you out of your skin.

Anakin placed a blanket over your shoulders before sitting down next to you. “angel. i am so sorry. truly. this week was exhausting and i have no right to take it out on you.” he wraps one of his arms around you and you melt into his warmth. “i forgive you, Ani. and i’m sorry too. i know you’re also grappling with your own feelings. i never meant to appear selfish.”

“i love you, my angel.” his plants a kiss on your temple. “i love you too, Ani.”

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this was my first time writing hurt/comfort pls don’t bully meeee

~bunnie

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pablitogavii · 2 years ago

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I'm sorry..

Summary: It's your birthday and you ex boyfriend (Pablo Gavi) crashes the party desperate to get you back.

Pairing: Pablo Gavi x Reader

Warnings: slight angst/ slight smut/ fluffy ending I promise <3

It was your eighteenth birthday and all of your friends came to celebrate at your house making a big pool party with music and the whole light show. They really tried hard to make everything perfect in order to show you that you are never alone.

You haven't been the best recently, especially with your latest break up with your boyfriend of three years. Things got intense, he started losing games and all that pent up frustration was causing your relationship to break...caused him to break it.

Flashback:

"I can't do this right now! We are losing very game and I keep having to deal with this relationship! I can't!" Pablo was yelling after a terrible loss at El Clásico and you just stood there taking it despite knowing you didn't deserve any of it.

"You're acting like.." he interrupted you while growling angrily

"Acting like what?" he challenged

"Maybe you just want me to be as unhappy as you are..." you sigh feeling his hand taking yours and hold it tightly.

"I would never wish that on you..I want you to be happy but I don't know how to make you happy. Recently, I can't do anything right!" Pablo said letting go while Pedri observed the whole thing knowing that his friend will be absolutely miserable without you.

"It's over, isn't it?" you say as tears fall down your cheeks and Pablo kept a cold exterior although his heart was shattering into millions of small pieces.

"It's over.." he said and you left walking past Pedri as he sat down where you were some moments ago seeing his friend drying his own tears.

"Pablo, why did you just do that?" Pedri asked

"Because I love her..and I can't make her happy" Pablo said through gritted teeth as his friend hugged him tightly letting him cry into his shoulder.

You were dating the new guy after five months of daily grief but even now you go to sleep thinking about Pablo's arms wrapping around you. You knew it's not fair to your boyfriend but you couldn't help it..nobody will ever be what Pablo was to you.

"You look breathtaking Y/n.." Luca said and you smiled kissing his lips feeling immediate guilt only seconds later..this was the first birthday without Pablo by your side..it felt wrong..everything felt wrong since he left.

"He's here..just wait and we will ask him to leave" Ana, your best friend, said and you felt your breathing stop as your eyes filled with tears. Luca wanted to go with her but you stopped them both saying that you needed to see him, be the one to ask him to leave.

You walked down the stairs while Pablo was being held by Pedri looking up with big red eyes taking in every detail from your tight red dress, to your curls cascading perfectly down your shoulders and perl necklace around your neck..you looked heavenly..he couldn't breathe.

"What are you doing here? I need you to leave Pablo.." you said after finally standing across from him seeing his eyes filled with tears which broke something in you but you had to keep a strong exterior..your heart was pounding hard against your chest.

"It's your birthday princesa...it's my princesa's birthday" his voice broke and you could tell that he was drunk holding onto the wall as your head became heavy at the sound of that nickname.

"I'm not yours anymore.." you said and that exact moment Luca walked down pulling you to his side making sure you are feeling alright since you were really pale.

"Get off her! Hijo de puta! Don't touch her! She is mine! She..she is mine!" Pablo was trying to rush towards Luca while you were crying and Pedri pulled him back trying to sober him up.

"We should leave hermano..let's not ruin her birthday..you want her to be happy, don't you? I know you do..come on..let's go..lo siento amiga" Pedri was pulling Pablo's helpless body but just as they arrived at the door he pulled back now absolutely enraged.

"Ask her! Ask her if she loves you!? Do you!? Do you love him? I know you don't! And you know you don't! You're still shaking when I get close ...when I touch you...you're still mine in here!" Pablo said touching your heart and Luca was looking down at you expecting you to say something..to say anything but you were silently crying before Pablo turned around and left with Pedri.

"Is he telling the truth? Y/n!" Luca was yelling at you now and instead of this being one of the happiest days, it quickly became a nightmare. You were so overwhelmed and hurt that you don't even remember the words leaving your mouth.

"Yes! I love him! I can't stop! I..I'm sorry.." you cried rushing upstairs to take off your dress and get underneath the cowers while your friend told everyone the party was over and they left the house.

"I cleaned everything up..I'm sorry baby" Ana said kissing your head before heading home herself leaving you alone to think on everything that happened.

Your birthday was almost over, it was ten minutes till midnight, and all you could think about was the way Pablo looked at you as you walked down the stairs..those eyes showing you more emotion than Luca's words ever could...Pablo loved you despite all the complications that cluttered your relationship...he loved you.

A knock on the door brought you back from your thoughts and you walked down seeing him standing in the hallway with the largest bouquet of red roses in his hands. Your heart was beating fast and you felt your tears fall down your cheeks again.

"What are you doing here again? I don't have the energy to rehash tonight's hysterics..you won..Luca left..and I'm alone..I think you should leave" you said coldly still feeling anger than he selfishly ruined your birthday.

"I'm not here to apologize for what happened tonight.." he said giving you the flowers and you still took them waiting to what he had to say.

"Then...what are you here to apologize for?" you say smelling the roses smiling weakly before looking back into his sparkling eyes.

"Everything else...I'm sorry for losing my temper the night after losing El Clásico..I'm sorry for not calling you for months...I'm sorry for treating you like property..I'm sorry I didn't tell you I loved you when I knew I did..most of all, I'm sorry that I gave up on us when you never did.." he said and by that time you were already crying surely looking like a crazy racon with smeared mascara.

You sighed in relied giving him a small smile while holding roses tightly like your life depended on it.

"Thank you..' you said in a quiet voice putting flowers on the table as he slowly walked towards you almost like he was checking if you would walk back..but when you didn't his hands found your hips and he pulled you into a tight embrace.

"All I needed all these months is to be in your arms again...to feel safe" you whispered while you were till standing there hugging one another feeling Pablo's hands rub your back soothingly just like he knew you loved.

"Please come back to me princesa...I can't function without you..I don't want to learn how to live without you" he said and you moved back looking up at his tearful eyes before your gaze focused on his lips instead.

He leaned down crashing his lips on your and you kissed him back snaking your arms around his neck and pulling him closer as the clock hit midnight in just the right moment.

"My birthday is over.." you said as you pulled away from one another resting your foreheads together for the next few moments.

"I think I still need to give you my gift.." he said and you opened your eyes to look at him giggling a little when he swopped you from your feet and carried you upstairs bridal style back into your room giving you something you both craved since the night you separated...

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fearlessreid · 1 year ago

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Silver springs

pairing: eddie munson x reader

summary: you and eddie broke up a week ago. a tragic story of how you fell in love and how it fell apart

warnings: swearing, mean!eddie, all the feels, steve and robin being the best friends ever, i think one use of y/n

category: angst with a happy ending (??)

3.5 K + words

italics mean flashback

“You at least have to come out and eat” my best friend, Robin yells out from the other side of the door. I groan and smush my face into my pillow. I hear footsteps outside the door, I'm guessing Steve decided to pop by and try his attempts to get me to leave my room.

“How is she doing?”I hear Steve ask and Robin sighs “Not good obviously”, “Seriously? They've been broken up for a week?” he says, causing Robin to scoff “That's rich coming from the guy who was hung up on his ex for over two years”, “that's not fair”, the two start bickering causing me to yell “can you two shut up!”

Steve picks the door lock with a quarter and bursts in clumsily. I groan and smush my face back into my pillow. “That's enough of that, time to get up”, he pulls me out of bed and I fall to the floor, knocking over a picture on my bedside table. I huff and pick up the picture. I look at it with my heart stopping

I did not want to be here, the bar was not my favorite place, especially the hideout, it always smelt like body odor and desperate old men, but robin got her first fake ID, courtesy of steve and decided tonight would be the perfect night to go.

Steve comes to out table with our three beers in his hand, he sits down and I slap his arm “idiot, im driving” I scold and he shrugs “more for me I guess” causing Robin to laugh “dingus” She sing songs

A loud bass rings out through the bar and I whip my head around to look at the band that's playing.

His magnetic force enchants me. I immediately notice his hair, he's beautiful, his aura radiates magic I've never seen before.

Steve notices my staring and laughs “you've got it hot for the freak”, I snap out of my trance “who?” I ask rhetorically, “Eddie Munson ring a bell?” Robin asks and I nearly spit out my water “that's Eddie munson? When did he get hot”, “probably during his 5th senior year” steve laughs and robin hits him “it's only been 2 you jackass”

Their set ends and I excuse myself to get a glass of water. I walk up to the bartender, “hi can I get a water please”, “make that two waters” a voice beside me says and the bartender nods.

I look beside me to see Eddie, I smile “hi”, he returns the smile and returns the hello. “Your set tonight was amazing” I compliment and his cheeks lightly redden “thank you.”

The bartender places our waters in front of us and Eddie picks his up and downs it, places his glass on the table and stands up “see you around Y/n” he says and walks away, “bye ed-” I stop myself, wait, how did he know my name?

I trail behind him “how did you know my name?”, he turns around “you're friends with the hair right?” he asks and I nod. “I've noticed you”.

A sudden flash interrupts our conversation, I look to see robin with her disposable in her hands and a dumb smile on her face, “hate to interrupt” she starts “but steve is getting hangry”, I mentally curse steve and his stupid drunken love for fast food. I nod and start walking with her “i'll be seeing you” eddie says from behind us and robin giggles

“What was the picture for?” I ask and she shrugs “you'll thank me later”

Steve and Robin finally got me out of my room, took a lot of bribing. We are sitting at my kitchen table, with a bowl of cereal in front of me, there's not a lot of eating going on,mainly just me playing with my food.

Robin fake clears her throat, grabbing my attention and I look at her. “What if we go to the bar tonight?” she suggests and Steve nods. “Absolutely not” I protest, “please?” she begs, “no, you taking me to the bar is how I ended up like this”. She gives me puppy eyes and pouts. After a few seconds of hesitation I give in “fine”, she squeals and jumps up.

The bar is dirty and reeks of man, the tables are sticky and the floors are wet. I feel uncomfortable and nauseous, i should not have come out tonight

I stand next to robin and steve with my arms crossed anxiously. Robin smiles at me “see? Isn't this fun?”, I grimace “not really” I say and robin chuckles “need a drink and to find a dance partner that is not me or steve”.

She pushes me towards the bar. The last time I ordered something alone at the bar was when I met Eddie. This was a path I didn't want to go through again.

Robin finds me at the bar and drags me to the dance floor, Steve already gone and flirting with his conquest of the night. A cheesy pop song starts playing and robin starts seductively dancing and I laugh, following her lead.

I feel a pair of hands attach themself to my waist. I turn around to see a guy about my age, attractive enough for me to let myself enjoy it. As we dance and I feel his hands roam around my body, I close my eyes and allow myself to imagine, imagine that for one moment, me and eddie hadn’t broken up, that he was the one touching me like he did once before, that my life wasn’t completely fucked up.

I open my eyes to see images of eddie- wait I wasn't imagining that. I see Eddie over there, here, at this cheesy uptown bar that stinks of cheap perfume and is loudly blasting madonna. A blonde bombshell is standing next to him, giggling at every sentence he says as if he's a world renowned comic.

He reaches over to the blonde and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear and leans in to kiss her.

“Dustin if you keep burping I'm going to kick you out of my house” I playfully scolded. Every Saturday I had the gang over for pizza and a movie, a tradition that had formed over the last couple months.

I walk into the kitchen and smile when I see Steve on the phone with the pizza guy. I send him a thumbs up and open the storage cabinet, reaching for the plastic cups and plates. The boys are arguing on the couch and I walk past them, flicking mike on the head. “Behave“ I say to them. I place the cups and plates on the coffee table, then a knock on the door can be heard.

I turn to robin “that can't be pizza, who else is here” I ask and robin smiles “I might have invited someone.” I stand to get the door “robin you invited a girl?” I playfully gasp and she purses her lips “not exactly.”

I open the door and freeze when I see who it is. “Hi eddie” I say surprised and he smiles “hi there” and I furrow my eyebrows “robin invited you?” and he nods. I spend a few moments just looking at him, admiring him. A laugh breaks me out of my trance “are you going to let me in” he asks and I mentally curse myself “shit, right, come on in”.

I've never taken to someone so easily, it’s effortless with him. The pizza arrived and we ate. I grab all the blankets I could find for everyone during the movie.

Eddie sits next to me for the movie, normally I tense up and become a nervous wreck, but I felt relieved and at ease. It was robins turn to pick the movie and she chose star trek, I tried to focus on the movie but I couldn't when all I could feel was eddie hand inching towards mine.

His pinky intertwines with mine and I look at him, that smug bastard is watching the movie, pretending like he doesn't realize the effect he has on me. I completely interlace our hands and I see a smile peaking on his face.

The movie ends and Steve piles the kids into his car, Robin is on the couch asleep and snoring and Eddie stays to help me clean up. We clean in silence and we end up by the door.

“I had a good night tonight” I say, a cheesy classic line. He smiles “I did too.” We look at each other and I feel the air getting hot. I can't stop looking at him, he's the art and im his worshiper.

He tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear and leans in to kiss me, a kiss that runs my body hot, I feel like I'm on fire.

I push the guy off of me, all I hear is white noise, I can't see anything, and I can't breathe.

I run outside and slide down the side of the building, the tears are streaming down my face and I can't stop them. I knew it was a bad idea to come out tonight. I hear footsteps approach me and I look up.

“Get away from me” I say angrily, my sadness turning into fury. Eddie stops in his tracks, “I didn't know you were going to be here tonight” he says and I laugh dryly “well I am”.

He looks to the ground and then back at me “I don't know why you are so upset”, the anger rushes through me, “of course you don't,because i actually loved you”, now it's his turn to get mad “of course i loved you, dont even fucking say that”.

The memories rush through me, how we started and how we ended and how we ended up here. “I'm going to go, looking at you is breaking my heart all over again” I say and walk away.

“My jacket” I hear him say. “What?” I ask, “you still have my jacket, I came out here to ask for it back”, I dryly laugh “i'll mail it to you, and for the record, I never want to see you again”, i spit out and walk away.

I'm getting better, it's been another week, it doesn't hurt as bad, it helps that robin and steve haven't left my side.

I get home from work and kick off my shoes, in my kitchen and robin and steve waving around glasses of wine yelling out the new blondie record on the radio. I laugh at them “you two are crazy”, robin smirks “you need a glass of grape juice”, “robin stop calling wine grape juice” steve says and face palms. I laugh along with them, then songbird by fleetwood mac starts playing on the radio.

“Eddie carving a tree in the middle of a park is literally destruction of public property” I cover my mouth and laugh. He waves me off “babe, i’m carving our names so everyone in the world knows that we are together until the end of time” he says with a smile.

“And plus” he starts “i want our kids to know how crazy in love we once were”, I raise my eyebrows “our kids, huh” i ask and he nods “two girls and a boy” he confirms. I whistle “thats as lot of kids munson, you up for it?”, he nods again “with you i'm up for anything”.

We head back to his van and I turn on the radio, material girl by Madonna ends and songbird starts playing, causing me to gasp “I love this song!”

Eddie listens to the lyrics and nods “i like it” and my eyes widen “really? I ask and he nods “I mean it's not metal, but it reminds me of you” he says and my heart melts.

I hold his hand “well Mr munson, looks like we found our song” i say and he smiles “our song huh? I like the sound of that”.

“Are you okay” robin says and snaps me out of my trance, i smile and nod “I will be” I confirm.

It's been six months. I miss him, everyday in fact but it doesn't hurt anymore. I'm taking a walk through Hawkins and I pass through the park, the park we carved our names into with that tree. I smile sadly and walk towards the tree. I honestly wish they would chop down this tree but it reminds me of what once was.

“Fancy seeing you here” a voice behind says

I walk into my apartment, basically his home as well with grocery bags in hand “eddie are you home” I call out. He walks out of our bedroom with a piece of paper in his hands,

“What's that?” I ask him. He takes a breath in “its an offer for a record deal, from sony”. I drop the grocery bags, the groceries spilling and go to run in his arms but he backs up. My heart stops “what's wrong”.

“I think we should break up,” he says quietly. I feel my knees buckle and the pit in my stomach form “why?” I shakily ask.

“Well” he starts, “i'm never going to be home, phone calls are going to be impossible and i won't have the time for everything we planned”. I sigh “eddie i can go with you and as for kids, i don't need them, all i need is you” I poach and he shakes his head “no” he starts off -

“I want to be able to be a rockstar, parties every night with different people” he finishes. I felt like he just stabbed me. “So you are destroying everything we have built for one night stands and parties?” I ask through tears and he looks sadly at me “I guess so”.

“Eddie munson you are a selfish man, when we started going out you asked me why people always left you and this is why, you are selfish and you are-’ the last part goes unsaid but we both know what i meant to say ‘you are just like your father.’ sobs leave my throat and i crash to the ground and he walks out, he leaves, taking my soul with him.

I look behind me to see him and I shyly smile “hey” i say and he smiles back “i still come here sometimes” he says and i nod, “The sony deal fell through, so i guess this was all for nothing” he informs me and i frown “i'm sorry about that eddie” i say and sit down, resting on the tree.

“Yeah well it's what I deserve” he says and sits beside me. “I miss you” he lets me know and I nod “I miss you too”.

After moments of silence I feel his pinkie interlace with mine,like I once did, I interlace our hands. Maybe one day he will be my Eddie again but right now I'm not worried about that.

I stand up, “so i'll be seeing you around” I ask and he nods “definitely”.

Like I said, I'm not worried.

a/n: WOW, have i ever heard of happiness? nah.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x female character #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x fem!reader fluff #eddie munson x reader angst #eddie my beloved #eddie munson x original character

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ladykibutsuji · 2 years ago

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“A HELPING HAND”

Tsugikuni Brothers x Reader

Yoriichi x Reader x Michikatsu / Kokushibo

MODERN AU

Fluff

This is connected to my Series named "Treat you better" but the timeline is different for it happened around their Senior High School Years. (A flashback/Backstory in short)

(PART 2 FOR "TREAT YOU BETTER" WILL BE RELEASED AFTER THIS.)

The final exams were approaching so as expected you had a lot of school works to do.

What a bad timing isn't it?

You couldn't fully focus on your school works and project due to the problems you are having at the moment, especially your "problems" at home.

Because of these distractions, school works keep on increasing and it was getting harder day by day to catch up.

Papers scattered all around your room, books tossed over to the side, ballpens on the floor, broken pencil on your side and a broken cup of coffee laying onto the cold ground.

"Fuck this!" You cussed under your breath while you placed your fingers in your hair.

You have been trying to catch up with your school works from morning to night and still now you still had a lot to do it was like nothing was progressing at all. Even your problems at home keep on getting worser and worser.

Your best friend Aizetsu offered to help but you shut them down including your other friends aswell, it was too much for you to handle at the moment and you didn't want to relay on them.

BUZZ BUZZ

You ignored the notifications coming from your phone as you continued writing on a piece of paper, one hand moving onto the paper and your other supporting your head.

RING RING

Someone was ringing you up and you got annoyed by this so you just decided to mute your phone and went back to doing your thing.

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WITH YORIICHI AND MICHIKATSU:

"tch, she won't answer". Michikatsu huffed, he was basically spam calling the girl to get her to answer.

Yoriichi then gave him a concerned look, he was very worried for Y/N since she was acting off for the past few days and not to mention, a high schooler who was a friend of Y/N told yoriichi that she have been avoiding her own friendgroup.

Michikatsu let out a sigh and rolled his eyes at yoriichi, "This may sound stupid but we should drive over to her house to check her well-being."

"I agree" The younger brother answered without hesitation.

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BACK WITH Y/N

You accidentally fell asleep while doing your school works. You were getting comfortable in your sleep until you heard a knock on your bedroom's door

KNOCK KNOCK

You woke up to the sounds of the knocking. irritated, you went over to the door and only opened it half-way. At the door was your maid Kyushina who came to inform you about something

"Lovely night isn't it ma'am L/N? My apologies if I am interrupting you right now I just want to let you know that you have Two visitors outside."

Without Kyushina mentioning the name you already knew who it is. "Tell them I'm not available." You said in a annoyed tone, Kyushina bowed her head before walking away "As you wish Ma'am L/N."

You then shut the door harshly which made the maid flinched.

After a few minutes you just sat in your chair and Continued on doing your project. You were about to finish it until a loud noise caught your attention. Curious you decided to check it out yourself so you walked downstairs

"Sir no! You can't visit her! Ma'am L/N's orders!"

"listen great sirs I know you are worried about ma'am L/N but we are going to get fired if you interrupt her!"

"I'M NOT GONNA STOP UNTIL SHE SHOWS HERSELF"

"brother please calm down"

"sir keep your voice down please!"

You peeked over and saw 4 of your securities struggling against the brothers and your maid Kyushina panicking and trying to convince them that you want no visitor while the other maids were terrified watching the scene Infront of them.

Feeling hopeless, you gave in and decided to fix this issue yourself since the securities and maids wasn't doing much.

"it's fine, let go of them" you demanded as the securities and maid looked at you obeying your orders.

They then walked away, leaving you with the twin brothers.

"Y/N? You look sick are you okay?" Yoriichi asked as he rushed to you, you gave him a nod.

Michikatsu walked towards the both of you slowly and as he was approaching closer he noticed how your body and face changed.

Your eyes and nose were swollen, your hair was very messy and your smell...not to mention you looked like you haven't eaten for days.

Michikatsu then placed his hand on your head gently patting it "Y/N, Tell us what happened." He asked though it was more like he was DEMANDING an answer

You wanted to lie and say that you are okay but before you could answer your head started to hurt and your vision became blurry in a second all these lead you to lost balance of yourself.

You thought you were going to land on the floor but yoriichi catched your whole body on time while michikatsu held your left hand tight.

"Are you okay?" They asked in a sync.

You couldn't answer properly since your head hurts a lot so yoriichi assisted you to sit down to the nearest couch.

Michikatsu got you a glass of water and you drank the water quickly, "Slow down." Michikatsu said. You were drinking like you haven't drink water for the whole day.

"So mind explaining to-" Yoriichi interrupted his older brother "Brother, I don't think Y/N is in the perfect condition right now to answer our questions. We should let her rest first"

Michikatsu was annoyed by the way yoriichi interrupted him but he understands yoriichi's point so he just huffed.

"I-i'm completely" she stuttered saying the full sentence and was trying to get up though it was obvious she was struggling on her knees "-fine"

Michikatsu stopped her from standing up and told her to rest there until she's completely fine, "Your body language doesn't say so." The older brother stated.

"you don't understand, I have to get up.." she took a deep breath "The deadline is in 2 days I still have a lot to do if I don't finish this I will fail and my parents will..."

Michikatsu sighed at you for being stubborn. Seeing you at your state he decided to lend you a helping hand. "I see, you have been stressing about your academics huh? no need to worry I and yoriichi will help you finish them up.", Yoriichi then looked at his brother "It's rare for you to hel-"

"shut up", with that michikatsu called Y/N's maids to help her. "I don't wanna be burden, I can't accept this" despite trying to decline their helping hand yoriichi and michikatsu didn't listened to you and they left you with no other choice than to accept their offer.

When the maids arrive they quickly assisted Y/N, bringing her food and drinks while yoriichi asked where she placed her school works. "In my room but I must say it's very chaotic there right now." You stated while eating onigiri, "permission to enter your room?" Yoriichi asked in a calm manner

You gave him a slight nod and after your approval both of them assured you that they will help you finish your school works within the day.

Upon arriving at your room yoriichi couldn't help but noticed alot of papers scattered all around and still broke cup of glass on the floor "We should clean this up first" yoriichi suggested and michikatsu just nodded his head.

TIME SKIP

After eating and taking a warm bath, you fell asleep on the guest room since your room was occupied with the tsugikuni Brothers helping you with school works.

You were sleeping soundly when you heard a gentle knock on your door which made you wake up, "Come in" you said in a sleepy tone

The younger tsugikuni brother opened the door and greeted you asking you about your condition and you just replied that you are a bit more relaxed now. He then sat on your other side of bed

"my older brother is almost done with your other project and I already did my part so I came here to check on you"

You then sat up on her bed and thanked yoriichi "I'm really sorry for making you guys do my homework" she added. "no you shouldn't be sorry, we saw how stressed you are and we don't want you to stress out because of academics. After all I don't want my future wife suffering we are friends right?" Yoriichi said with a smile

You returned him a smile, "do you wanna hangout today? to lighten up your mood" yoriichi suggested to which you happily nodded at.

"wait let me get ready" you said and yoriichi gave you a slight nod and walked out of your guest room.

After getting ready, you then went downstairs and found yoriichi there waiting for you.

"where's michikatsu?" You asked tilting your head. Yoriichi was only expecting for the both of you to be hanging out though it's okay for him to have his brother tag along but he really was expecting a little date on a hangout just between the both of you

"oh right, wait I'll call him" yoriichi rushed towards the stairs calling for his brother, after a few minutes michikatsu came down stairs and immediately asked you if you were doing okay to which you said "Yes, I'm doing fine thanks for checking up on me"

"good to know, also do you have any ideas on where we are supposed to hangout?" He asked yoriichi, yoriichi was just quiet because he actually didn't think of a place.

You noticed that yoriichi was too quiet so you just answered for him and decided to bring them to a park that is 20 minutes away. "What about we go at Asaoki park? It's also surrounded by a lot of cafes and cute restaurants" you suggested. Yoriichi agreed at your idea and so did michikatsu.

Michikatsu did the driving and yoriichi sat in the passenger's seat while you in the back. you were getting close to your destined location but michikatsu said something that caught your whole attention

"I couldn't sleep properly for the past few days ever since you have been avoiding us." He paused for a bit looking at the other side of the road "You should of have atleast opened up to us it's quite unfair when we are with you through your joyful days but can't be with you through sorrow."

Hearing his words you realized that he has a point, you can't be pushing your friends who's Just trying to help you..

You realized that they care about you more than you think which made you smiled genuinely.

Yoriichi noticed this through the mirror in the car's front, "that's more like it." He said finally having peace in him since you were getting better.

After a few more minutes you finally arrived at the park and you parked at the parking area. Yoriichi got out first opening the car door for you to exit while michikatsu followed after him

Entering the park, the 3 of you were mesmerized by the beautiful scenery it was indeed relaxing a perfect place to chill and relax if you are stressed.

Yoriichi had to excuse himself for a bit because someone was ringing his phone leaving you with michikatsu for a short while. The both of you decided to sit down at the nearest bench enjoying the calm environment.

It was silent for a while until michikatsu spotted a cute kitten near the other bench, he excused himself to you since he was planning to take the kitten and carry it back to you but unfortunately when he got a hold of the kitten some random stranger with a brown hair and green eyes approached you.

"hey there cutie~ looking sexy today do you wanna go out?" The random guy asked though it was clearly displayed on your face that you had such no interest In this.

"no." You declined but this didn't stop the stranger from trying to annoy you over and over again, michikatsu noticed your discomfort so he decided to take things onto his hands.

Michikatsu approached you and secured your waist using his arm while the other was holding a kitten, he pulled you close to him making you shocked at his sudden actions

"Do you have any problems with my girlfriend sir?" Michikatsu asked slightly tilting his head while giving him a death glare. The glare was enough to send shivers down the guy's spine.

The guy then broke a sweat and chuckled nervously "uuh no! I was just asking her for directions I'm a bit lost..i-i'll get going!" The guy quickly rushed out from both your sights.

Even when the guy was no longer in sight, michikatsu still haven't let go of your waist thus still making you still close to each other. You didn't even noticed how red you were and michikatsu was just staring at you calmly asking you if you were okay

Someone from behind you cleared their throat which caught his and your attention. Michikatsu quickly pulled away from you letting go of your waist and distancing himself. Yoriichi tilted his head "did something happened while I was gone?" He asked curiously.

The both of you answered 'no' but yoriichi was still suspicious about this, michikatsu then noticed that yoriichi have a little box in his hand, "what's that?" He asked

"a gift for Y/N" he happily answered, he walked closer to her and gave the small box to you and when you opened it there was a Heliotrope inspired necklace inside.

[Heliotrope symbolizes enternal love]

When You saw this you smiled and let out an 'aweee' sound "thank you yori!" You thanked him quickly putting the necklace on your neck while michikatsu and yoriichi watched you.

"no problem, it does reminds me of how I feel about you but I should of have gotten you a yellow hyacinth too since it reminds me of how I just felt a minute prior"

[Yellow Hyacinth symbolizes jealousy]

You didn't really know the meaning of the yellow hyacinth and heliotrope flowers so you just assumed that he probably thinks of you as a good friend while michikatsu only knowing what the heliotrope means just looked at yoriichi.

You finally found a good cafe from around the park to chill for a bit and as soon as you entered you noticed 2 girls drooling over the tsugikuni Brothers, you just sighed at this because who wouldn't find them attractive?

You were at the counter saying the tsugikuni's brothers orders and yours and when you were just about to pay for the food and drinks someone else managed to do it first.

"michikatsu? I told you it was my treat" you scolded.

"oops"

You pouted and he just gave you a smile with a peace sign on his hand, the both of you then walked over to where yoriichi is seating.

"so how's your acting lessons?" You asked the both of them to which they replied both replied "It's fine"

"I got a job offer, I'll probably take it after I finished my senior year." Michikatsu added, "are you seriously thinking about that offer from that guy?" Yoriichi asked Michikatsu in a more disgusted tone, The both just stared at each other for a short while until you broke the silence

"who's that guy?" You asked, yoriichi was about to open his mouth when michikatsu interrupted him "Forget it."

You just tilted your head In confusion and just let it pass since it looks like a sensitive topic for the both of them. Your orders then arrived after a few minutes and you happily ate in peace

"we should go to an arcade after this is done!" You suggested while happily eating your dessert, michikatsu and yoriichi agreed since it's been a while they went to an arcade.

After finishing your meals the 3 of you went to the nearest arcade, it was a big arcade and there are a few people who's playing at the machines. Yoriichi went to pay for the tokens so you guys could play and as soon as the tokens arrived you dragged both the brothers to the photo booth.

At first this wasn't so familiar to both the brothers so they just followed the instructions said by the voice inside the booth, the 3 of you sat in the chair. Yoriichi on the left Michikatsu on the right and you in the middle imagine getting sandwiched by fine brothers

Please choose a filter

You clicked on the normal one

Please stare at the camera ready?

Yoriichi muttered a 'yes' which wasn't really needed so you just slightly giggled at him

1..2..3

The 3 of you posed at the 1st shot taken and continued on doing different poses until the 6th Shot.

Perfect! Your image is being printed.

Upon hearing this you went outside the booth to collect the picture and the two brothers followed after you after receiving the picture you looked at the photo like a big idiot smiling you couldn't help it due to the fact that both the brothers were so fine and you being in the middle was the icing on the top.

"we should go there" yoriichi pointed at the claw machine and michikatsu huffed "That machine is a scam."

"well there's no harm if we just try" you said as yoriichi smiled happily approaching the claw machine, michikatsu who already got trauma for spending hundreds on this machine and still not getting any price he went to a different machine not so far away from the both of you

"calm down...focus" you said as yoriichi was moving the claw trying to find the perfect chance to drop, the both of you were so focus and invested in the machine that when the claw landed and managed to grip on a cute bunny plushie you were basically excited encouraging yoriichi to go on and yoriichi was still very focused.

After what seems like years the claw finally dropped the bunny plushie on the right spot, yoriichi muttered a 'yey' while you congratulated him for winning the price.

Yoriichi then grabbed the plushie just to give it to you, "are you sure?" You asked, you feel really bad since he just gave you a necklace a little while ago but yoriichi just gave you a smile and respond "Of course, it's for you after all you are going through your hell days aren't you? Think of this as a little gift for surviving"

You hugged him for being kind and yoriichi returned the hug, luckily for him since he was taller than you and you were still hugging him you couldn't notice the blush and smile he had on his face but the brother from the other machine noticed it

You accepted the plushie and you were basically patting its head "so cute" you expressed while yoriichi thought that you were cuter

JACKPOT JACKPOT

The loud Jackpot sound caught your and yoriichi's attention, it was michikatsu hitting the jackpot and earning about 10k Tickets

You and yoriichi then went over to michikatsu amazed by how he managed to hit the jackpot since the machine he was playing was pretty complicated, you didn't even know how it works

"congrats brother" yoriichi congratulated him and michikatsu nodded. Since there were still plenty of tokens left you decided to try a different machines with the brothers.

There were some competitive games and yoriichi always beated michikatsu which made michikatsu more eager to beat his brother, yoriichi noticing how his brother is still struggling to fight against him he just let him wins.

After the tokens ran out, michikatsu said that he will be converting his tickets into the arcade card he still has, "I still have plenty of tickets left in my arcade card since I sometimes hangout in some arcades when I'm bored, I'll just be converting my new tickets onto this card." With that he walked to the counter leaving you seating on the waiting area with yoriichi who was drinking water.

While waiting you decided to have a little chat with yoriichi about your life and you didn't even noticed that minutes have passed.

You felt a warm jacket on your shoulders only to find michikatsu's hand on your shoulders with a new jacket that's in dark purple.

"I thought that this would suit you." He expressed while yoriichi agreed at his brother's opinion.

"Well it's still pretty early don't you think we should go to the nearest beach and watch the sunset? I really want to see the sunset today.." you pleaded and michikatsu took a look on his watch

"the nearest beach is about 1 hour away, and it's currently 5:45 do you think we can make it? There might be a traff-" he stopped talking when he saw your cute face begging him to take you to the nearest beach, he couldn't resist that face of yours so he sighed "Fine, we'll do something about it."

The 3 of you rushed over to the car, and as soon as you got into the car michikatsu gave the both of you a warning "buckle up, this ride will be fast." After you and yoriichi buckled up michikatsu took a deep breath and oh boy....it was a really chaotic ride.

Michikatsu was speeding over the limits and it was a miracle of how a cop isn't onto the 3 of you yet.

Yoriichi was pretty chill about it despite of the speed but you were literally telling him to calm down a bit because there were people on the streets and you might accidentally crash into another car or worse a truck.

After a few minutes you arrived just in time.

6:50

After michikatsu parked the car, you and the brothers decided to watch at the bridge that is just above the beach. It was a perfect place to watch the sunset since it was on clear view.

Upon arriving at the bridge you sat on a bench while yoriichi sat besides you and michikatsu on the back of the bench just standing resting his arms on the back.

"why won't you seat?" You asked, "It's wet." He responded

"so?"

"I don't want to get myself dirty."

"it's just water"

"so?"

You just sighed, this man was sassy as hell.

The sun was already coming down, seeing the sunset was kinda relaxing.

Michikatsu then rested his chin on your shoulders while yoriichi was holding your hand, you took a deep breathe enjoying this moment because you may never get a moment like this again

"the sunset is beautiful isn't it?" You asked.

"I still think the moon is more beautiful"

OFF-SCREEN

• Michikatsu didn't want to let go of your waist but he had to because his younger brother was there.

• Yoriichi was actually planning to buy you a hairclip aswell but didn't had time to do so because he saw Michikatsu holding your waist.

• This story is inspired by my real life situation where I am stressed out by academics and life problems the only difference is I had no one to be there for me in times of needs.

DEAR READER,

If you are ever stressed about academics or other problems please take a break! Everybody deserves a good break.

Taking care of yourself is important and thank you so much for reading this<3

#kimetsu no yaiba #kny #fanfiction #demon slayer #yoriichi x reader #michikatsu x reader #kokushibo

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foundheavenly · 11 months ago

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“Hey stranger”

Disclaimer: English is not my mother tongue so please be nice.

Words: 1440

Plot: you came back after years being abroad

Pairing: Shoko x reader

Theme: fluff, comfort, angst

You made your way to the infirmary room, nostalgia washing over you. It had been years since you last set a foot on this campus, and much had changed. You had been away on a mission, a duty that took you far from the everyday life you once knew. From the people you loved. And now, you were finally back, not as a student, but as a teacher.

It felt good to be back. Especially when you will see again your friends.

Memories of your time here flooded back as you made your way through the building. However, the most significant memories were intertwined with a person- Shoko. You had been best friends for as long as you could remember, for a good decade. For others, your relationship had always been ambiguous. A true dance between friendship and something deeper that neither of you had dared to explore.

You entered and there she was.

The years had changed you, but you could tell some things remained the same. Her vibrant brown hair was way longer than before yet her indifferent demeanor hadn’t faded a bit. She was the same teenage girl you knew, yet had to left behind.

“Hey stranger” Shoko grinned as she looked up at the moment she heard some footsteps, her eyes widening from recognition and surprise. “Long time no see”

A smile crept onto her face, breaking the concentration that had held her features just moments ago. You took some steps forward and leaned against the wall. You couldn’t help but smile at the familiar greeting. “Yeah, it feels like a lifetime. How’s everything been around here?”

She gestured towards the chairs behind her, while she took off the gloves she was wearing. “Well, a lot of things happened. And speaking of catching up, you won’t believe who else is here too”

Before you could answer, the door swung open, and in walked Satoru Gojo, your enigmatic and powerful old friend who always managed to stir things up. A wide grin formed on your face and you shook your head as soon as he lifted his hands up.

“Well, well, well, look who decided to grace us with their presence” Satoru said, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Our world traveler has returned”

You leaned off of the wall and chuckled, shaking your head. “It’s good to be back. Missed the chaos of this place”

Satoru took a seat on a chair and crossed his legs, while Shoko kept staring at you. She stood up and walked around the table. “You were away for far too long. We thought you might have forgotten about us”

You snorted a bit and closed the gap between you two, wrapping your arms around her. It was a warm hug and you swore all your worries went away. You had missed her so much and you were glad to have her back by your side. Actually, she was the only reason why you agreed to come back. You couldn’t live a second more without having her again in your life.

“Impossible to forget about you”

The day passes by quickly and you found yourself drawn to the familiar sights and sounds of the training field. The silent out there was a comforting backdrop. You wandered to the center of the field and, without much thought, just lay down on the ground. You simply looked up at the vast expanse of the sky.

Flashbacks from your teenage years flooded again and a genuine smile formed on your dry lips. And when you thought about it, despite everything else, it has been some good years with your group of friends.

You closed your eyes and just let the rays of sun hit your skin.

“Mind if I join you?” A voice interrupted your moment of solitude. You opened one eye to find Shoko standing there, a soft smile playing on her lips. And you chuckled as you saw her with her usual cigarette.

She really didn’t change at all.

“Not at all” You replied, patting the place beside you. Shoko settled down next to you mirroring your position, and you both stared up at the sky.

“Isn’t it strange?” Shoko spoke after a while, a smoke blow coming out of her lips and disappearing in front of your eyes. “How everything changed, yet some things remain the same”

You hummed and nodded. She was right about that. “Yeah”

Silence. Then her voice pierced it again.

“You have no idea how much we wanted you to return” She admitted, her voice suddenly tinged with a hint of vulnerability you had never seen in her. “The battles got tougher, the curses more relentless. But what really made it hard was not having you around, especially with what happened to Suguru”

The name hit you like a punch to the gut. Suguru, your long best friend. Memories – the laughter, the camaraderie, and the dreams we once had, flooded your mind. You couldn't help but wonder what had happened with him in your absence. You were expecting him with them when you came back earlier, but no one mentionned him and you didn't see him around. You just realized it and you were craving to see him again.

"Suguru? What happened to him?" You asked, your voice tight with worry.

Shoko hesitated before speaking, "Well just after your departure and the death of Riko, he lost himself. The loss of his ideals, the pain he endured- it twisted him. It was something we never saw coming. The pain of losing him was immense. He... he's gone now."

Shock.

Confusion.

Sadness.

You lay there in stunned silence, the gravity of her words sinking in. Suguru was gone and the thought of his death left an unexpected void in your heart. No one had informed you from any of this, and the shock of learning about it just now was overwhelming.

"I can't believe it" You whispered, struggling to process unexpected revelation. "I always thought I would see him again, talk to him. We were like family once."

Shoko nodded in understanding, her eyes reflecting the pain of shared loss. "We all felt that way. Satoru took it hard too. Losing someone you trusted, someone you loved and known, someone you fought alongside for a greater cause – it changes everything."

You swallowed hard when you sensed a lump in your throat and turned your head to look at her, the light making her skin glow and softer. Your eyes got teary as you thought of Suguru and you couldn't understand why no one told you. You had the right to know about it, but you couldn't blame them. It wasn't the right time for this. “I’m sorry I couldn’t be there.”

She sighed and sat up, her gaze lost a moment in a void. That’s when you realized. Her face was marked by exhaustion and the sorrow of the years. Your heart sunk at this sight because you weren’t there for her when she clearly needed it. They had faced some tough situations and you could feel it. The rise of curses activity, the emergence of new threats, the lost of Suguru and the toll it took on everyone. The weight of responsibility bore down on her shoulders as she recounted the struggles of keeping the students safe and maintaining the delicate balance between your world and the unsuspecting human population.

“We managed, of course, we had to. Gojo did his best to keep things in check. But there were moments when I really wished you were here, by my side, facing everything together”

Regret welled up within you as you took awareness of her words. You hadn’t realized the extend of the impact your absence had on those you cared about. And no one tried to tell you. “I really wished I could have been there, Shoko. I really do, but I had things to deal with.”

She turned to you, her eyes searching yours, and she nodded. “I know, and I understand. We knew you were out there doing important work. But it doesn’t change how difficult it was. I had to step in, take on more responsibilities, yet being left behind, and sometimes it felt like the weight of the world was on my shoulders”

As she spoke, you could sense the pain she had been through but also the strength and the resilience that had kept her going in your absence. The challenges she faced weren’t just physical, they were emotional and mental as well.

“I missed you, you know” She admitted again, her voice soft. “It was lonely without my partner in crime”

“I’m here now, Shoko. I’m not going anywhere, not anymore.” You reached out, gently squeezing her hand, and reassured her, sincerity lacing your words. “We will face whatever comes together”

Shoko squeezed your hand back and you simply pulled her in a tight and gentle embrace.

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #shoko ieiri #shoko x reader

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iminurwallsowo · 2 years ago

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Uzui Tengen + Wives x Reader

Sfw fluff, suggestive themes Forgor that engagement existed help Gender Neutral/Male Reader (ur called husband once)

You groaned slightly as you drifted in and out of consciousness. You never were one for physical touch, and now, with warm bodies all around you, to your left and right and….under you? Well, whatever the case, you weren't really comfortable with this situation, especially as you currently had no clue who they were.

You groggily opened your eyes, blinking several times before everything came into focus. You saw beautiful people all around you and wondered to yourself if you were dreaming.

But alas, you were not, you realized as one of their hands clasped your own. A cool ring they were wearing (or was it two? three?) pressed into your palm. You bent your neck at an uncomfortable angle to look at the one who was gently holding your hand.

You saw…..a beautiful woman with long, dark hair fanning underneath her head. Your sleep addled brain took much longer than usual to process who it was.

A name drifted into your head. Hinasturu… SHIT you realized belatedly realized, Thats Uzui's wife…. But then you took a little more time to think and wondered, Why am I in bed with Uzui's wife…….You looked around you some more and realized that the rest of his wives were laying around you as well.

You pushed yourself up, careful to not wake anyone. You sat up and looked around you some more. The current blocked most of the windows, but by the sunlight seeping through it was most likely around noon. You looked under you, seeing if you were actually laying on someone, or if your lethargic brain was making things up again.

You looked under you and …..oh. Oh shit. That was Uzui. Uzui Tengen, the Hashira. And….oh fucking god he was in just his boxers. Your face blushed a bright red and you nearly jumped out of the bed from the shock. What did I do last night?

You slowly opened the door and sat in a poufy chair you found in the other room. You nearly stumbled as you got up, but just passed it off as being tired. You sank into the cushions and thought as hard as you possibly could back to last night.The memories came rushing back. Suma, inviting you to dinner with her, Makio, Hinasturu, and Uzui. Accepting her invitation becuase you may or may not have feelings for them. Uzui cracking jokes and bringing out drinks for you three. Drunkenly confessing your love to them under the starlight. Light kisses, that soon turned into deeper and more passionate ones, lips on your cheek, your neck, your-

A voice interrupted your flashbacks. "Aw, is somthing troubling my wonderfully flashy husband?"

You flinch at the voice. "W-what…..no…."

You sighed, "wait husband?!?" you twisted around in the chair to look at Uzui.

"Do you not remember that? You pulled out matching rings for me and my wives and proposed. While yes, you were drunk, the fact that you just happened to have those four rings is very unlikely. Those rings are brilliant though, perfect for me and my flashy family." You looked down and saw one of your hands had a ring on it. The same rings you remember shoving in your pockets before dinner with Uzui, "just in case".

You slowly get up, almost falling and your unsteady legs, but Uzui, no, your husband, caught you and held you upright. You held his face in your hands and gently kissed him. Uzui seemed suprised at first, but then melted into the kiss.

Loud voices interrupted your intimate moment with your husband. Suma ran to hide behind you and Tengen and then whispered, "Help! Makio can't find her favorite shirt! She'll tear the whole house down!" You smiled and put your hand over Suma's, gently rubbing your thumb over her palm reassuringly.

You might now have a husband and three wives, but it was all the same as it was. Suma cowering behind Tengen, who's trying to calm Makio down, and Hinasturu, attempt to find her shirt before the house is destroyed. You could not have wished for a better family to spend your life with, and all was right with the world.

#kimetsu no yaiba uzui #uzuitengen #kny uzui #kny x reader #kny fanfic #kny #demon slayer #uzui x reader #makio uzui #uzui tengen

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shimmerystyles · 2 years ago

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Better Together - Harry x Reader (Part 3 to What are you doing, NYE?)

Summary: Y/N's big day has arrived and Harry's made it his mission to make it up to y/n, after all, they're better together.

Warnings: Swearing, fluff GALORE.

a/n: read parts 1 and 2 before this one, otherwise you'll be VERY lost. thanks for all the love and keeping me accountable for actually writing a finale! love you all<3

this is the FINALE! yay! enjoy my loves!

word count: 3.4k

two recommended songs that i mentioned in this story to listen to at any point! all too well (10 min version heh) by tswift and i hear a symphony by cody fry<3

y/n's outfits: 1 , 2 harry's outfits: 1

"C'mon, Y/N... it's been WEEKS. You've got to get yourself back out there. If not for a boyfriend at LEAST for makeup se-"

"LIV!" You interrupted her hitting her arm in the process.

"Owwwww. Girl you're mean when you're sad, this has GOTTA change." She rubs her arm and shakes her head at you.

"Anyways, GIRL. Your birthday is TOMORROW!"

"Yeah, I'm glad I didn't plan anything, I'm sitting my ass at home with Mitzi."

Liv stares down at your newly adopted cat, Mitzi. Sleeping on the pillow next to you on the couch.

"No offence babe, but Mitzi isn't exactly... a hoot."

You gasp.

"Don't listen to her my love. Who needs men, a party, or anything when I have you." You pet her head and she purrs into it.

"Okay. I love you Y/N/N, but it's time to get out of this slump girl. You're going out for your birthday."

You look over at Liv with pleading eyes. "Please don't make me."

"Listen, Y/N. I kind of already planned something.."

You groaned. "Uggghhhhhhh. Liv. Whyyyy?"

"Stop whining and say "Thank you bestie for pulling me out of my slump over the man who was supposed to be the love of my life!!"

"Ouch. Thanks for the reminder, Liv." You pulled your knees up to your chest and Liv sighed softly.

"You know I mean well, Y/N/N. You deserve the best. Even if that means it's not Harry."

You've been holding onto hope that you and Harry would come back together in the last coming weeks, especially recently. He went from calling and texting you dozens of times a day to sometimes not even once a day. You felt him slipping away and it was killing you inside.

--FLASHBACK--

You ran into your house, hearing Liv call your name over and over but slamming your bedroom door behind you and locking it.

"Y/N/N, please talk to me."

"Just go away, Liv. Please." Your voice broke as you pushed out the plea to Liv.

She sighs. "I'll be downstairs babe, I'm so sorry."

Tears flooded your vision as you shuffled over to your desk, staring at all the pictures of you and Harry you'd put there. You wiped your eyes and felt your hand form into a fist. You angrily picked up a picture frame and threw it at the wall, flinching at the sound of broken glass hitting your floor. You took yourself by surprise and gasped.

Every ounce of hurt, anger, sadness, had all flood in at once. Your impulsiveness had shaken you and you felt so unlike yourself that you were terrified.

You walked over to the broken frame, hesitantly picking up the photo of you and Harry. The day you both got caught in the rain and one of your friends had taken a candid of you both dancing around the down pour with huge smiles on your faces.

You smiled weakly at the photo as more tears streamed down your cheeks. You held the photo to your chest as you felt yourself start to whimper as the crying got heavier.

You lost your person, not once, but twice now. Your know your heart isn't ready to heal. It's only going to hurt more by looking at all of these photos and reminders of your once amazing relationship with the love of your life.

You carefully walk back to the desk and grab a small empty box, filling all your photos and items from Harry in it. Every item picked up is a memory that floods your mind. You bring the box past your mirror but you stop as something dangling distracts you.

The necklace.

You took the small heart in your two fingers and glide your thumb over the engraving.

To Y/N, my only angel.

You kept the necklace on. You couldn't bring yourself to take it off. It wasn't something you could get rid of. It was something that brought back the best feeling of love and warmth. You knew the second that necklace comes off, you would feel a never ending cold.

You take the box of everything and place it on the floor of your closet, sliding the door shut.

Only in time will you heal. Only in time will you truly understand Harry and his actions and if he truly deserves a third chance... but for now..

That remains tucked away behind closed doors.

--PRESENT--

You grabbed your phone from beside you on the couch and see a text from Harry.

H - Good morning, Y/N.

You smiled weakly. You missed him. It wasn't hard to tell.

"Anyways, girl. I planned the PERFECT party! It's going to be a fun, winter-esque theme and.... A PRIVATE SKATING RINK!"

"Uhhh, Liv, where did you get the money for this? You and I both know you are always broke and can barely buy a cheeseburger from Dons..."

"I have my ways. My new boo has some money and he's been veeeery generous to us."

You raised a brow and smirked at Liv. "Us?"

"Hell yeah, babe. You need a Gucci bag, I got you!" She lifted her Gucci tote and you laughed in shock.

"Liv, how the hell do you get yourself into these situations?" You admired the bag and she giggled.

"Honestly babe, it's a long story. For another time. Right now, we gotta go shopping for a birthday outfit!!!!" She squealed jumping up from the couch.

You chuckled at her excitement and took her hand, yelping as she pulls you up too quickly.

"TO THE MALL!"

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"Liv, I look ridiculous."

She put you in a long, PUFFY jacket and giant ear muffs. Leather pants and a lace bodysuit underneath the jacket. You felt like you were going to two different parties.

"Babe, this is PERFECT for your party! What do you mean?"

"I look like I should be going to a club in Canada." You took the jacket off and Liv shrugged.

"I mean, IIII think you look great."

You rolled your eyes. "I'm gonna try on MY option now."

You walked back into the dressing room and heard Liv sigh. "Okay but I'm sure my outfit is cuter!"

You put on the black turtleneck dress and black coat and immediately you feel more like yourself.

You walked out of the fitting room and Liv gasps.

"Okay I lied, this is CUTE! Soooo you!"

You smiled. "I think this is it. With stockings and booties, it'll be gorgeous!"

"Okay, outfit's picked! All that's left is to show up and you're set!"

You pulled Liv into a hug and she squeaked in shock. "You okay, Y/N/N?" She rubs your back.

"Thank you for everything, Liv. It's been a rough couple weeks. I'm so grateful for you."

"Awwwww, bestie!!! I love you, you're my number one girl forever!"

You pulled away and walked back into the change room. You were still hesitant about the party but Liv and this new outfit made you feel better about it.

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"WAKE UP BESTIE!!"

You groaned at the sound of Liv singing at your bedroom door. "5 more minutes, please." You pulled your pillow over your head upon hearing the door open.

"Bestie! It's your birthday! It's your dayyyy!" Liv got on the bed and started jumping up and down singing the same words over and over.

"Liiiiiv, let me sleep. It'll still be my birthday 10 minutes from now."

She plopped down next to you and giggled. "No can do, missy." She took your pillow and you groaned again.

"Y/N, it's 2 in the afternoon. We have to get ready for the party!"

You sat up and wiped your eyes to help wake up. "I feel miserable." You said stretching your arms up and back.

"Oh come onnnn, you know this is going to be your BEST birthday yet! You have no idea!"

You shook your head and smiled.

"Okay okay, I'm getting up!"

Liv squealed and opened the door of your bedroom again. "Guys, work your magic!"

Your eyes got wider as you watched two men walk in with suitcases full of makeup and hair products. You watched them set up their stuff at your vanity and you scoffed at Liv. "Liiiiiiv, what did you do?"

"Happy Birthday, bestie!! Enjoy the hair and makeup on me! I'm gonna go grab you Starbucks, you have a good time! Also, girl, make your bed... you have guests!" She winks and you roll your eyes at her with a smile.

You got up to the vanity and immediately they started working on your hair. They lightly curled it while doing a sparkly makeup look to match the extravagant winter wonderland theme Liv set up for you.

You couldn't lie, you were so excited for the fun plan Liv set up for you, but part of you wished Harry would be apart of your day too. You grabbed your phone to see if he messaged you as normal, but today, nothing. Not even a good morning like he would send everyday.

You were hurt.

"Bestieeee, I got your iced vanilla latte with extra va- babe, no tears!!! Don't you ruin this makeup this wasn't cheap girl." Liv ran up and grabbed a tissue to avoid mascara running.

"H-he didn't even wish me a Happy Birthday Liv, nothing."

Liv rolled her eyes. "Y/N, I love you, but girl... the guy doesn't technically owe you that. You're not together."

"Well I thought he was better than this, to completely isolate me. Especially on my birthday."

"Girl, today's YOUR day. Don't let him ruin it for you."

You nodded reluctantly, letting the hair and makeup guys finish up as you sipped your latte, humming softly as the flavours filled you with happiness.

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"You ready, Y/N?"

You walked out of your room in your outfit and grabbed your beanie to throw on your head before heading out.

"Ready."

Liv reaches her hand out to yours and you take it, following her out to the car service she set up to take you to the venue.

As you started the drive, you took out your phone and saw a messages from your friends and family, but the one person you wanted to talk to wasn't reaching out at all.

Your smile quickly faded and Liv noticed instantly. "We're almost there, Y/N/N." She takes your hand and squeezes it, causing you to smile weakly.

As you pulled into the parking lot, you saw many, MANY cars. You began to feel overwhelmed. "Tell me there's other events happening here."

Liv shook her head. "No love, just your day! The ENTIRE rink is booked for tonight!"

You were dumbfounded at how many people were here for you, your day. This was a lot.

You got out of the car and walked to the entrance but stopped as you approached the entrance.

"Maybe this isn't a good idea." You say to Liv, turning yourself around. "Y/N, come on, it's okay!"

"No, I don't know if I'm ready for this. I just want to go home."

Liv takes your hand again. "I'm not leaving your side, Y/N. I promise."

You squeeze her hand and she rubs the top of your hand with her thumb. "Come on, let's go skate and enjoy your night!"

Liv opens the entrance and you're instantly greeted by a big crowd of your family and friends cheering for you. You wipe a happy tear as you laugh in shock. You scan the crowd and immediately your eyes stop at the center of the crowd.

"Harry?"

He smiles softly and you don't know what comes over you but you run over to him and jump into his arms, him taking you in right away.

"Hi, love. Happy Birthday."

You smile into the scarf around his neck. He didn't forget. He didn't forget your birthday, he didn't forget you.

"OKAY PARTY PEOPLE LETS SKAAAATE!" Liv yells and the crowd cheers, making their way to the ice.

"Well, shall we?" Harry holds out his arm for you to hook onto, you take it with a smile. "I'm ready to watch you fall on your butt." Harry scoffs and dramatically grips his chest. "Uhh, definitely you, not me." You hit his arm playfully and walk over to the skates desk to pick up your sizes.

The second you have your skates on you immediately step on the ice, doing a graceful spin.

"Now hold on, you didn't tell me you were good at ice skating?" Harry smirks standing up. "I'm alright, can you keep up, slowpoke?" You spin again and start to glide across the ice. "Oh you're on." Harry steps on the ice and barely catches his balance. You giggle at his clumsiness and he smirks. After a few seconds he glides like a pro and your jaw drops.

"Now hold on, YOU didn't tell me you were good either??" You wink, spinning around him. "Not as good as you, you're doing circles around me and my.. whatever you call this." He chuckles, trying to catch up to you.

You slow down to wait for him and he reaches for your hand. You extend it and he loses his balance as he grabs onto your hand and you both fall, you falling on top of him. You both laugh at his fall but immediately break laughter when you are met with eye contact. The feelings flood back almost immediately, the love, the happiness, the memories, all coming back into this one moment.

"You still have it on?" You blink out of your daze and hum him a "Hmm?" to get him to repeat.

"The necklace, you still have it." He smiles.

"Oh, yeah. That's the one thing I couldn't part with. It was too important.. plus it felt like it kept you-"

"Y/N!" You look up and Liv is holding her hand out to help you. You look down at Harry and feel the blush flood your cheeks. "Babe, you okay... did I interrupt something?" You roll your eyes. "I'm okay, Harry broke my fall." Harry chuckled. "My pleasure, birthday girl. I'll see you later." He gets up and skates away, leaving you with Liv. Liv slaps your forearm and you grab it immediately in pain.

"OW!" You exclaim. Liv chuckles. "You seem to be having a fun birthday." She winks. You shake your head. "I have to admit, Liv. You really know how to throw a party."

"Y/N. I didn't actually plan this." You look at her for a moment confused. "What do you mean?"

She smirks. "Who else would go to all these lengths, just to see you smile?"

You furrow your brows at her. "My family did this?"

She slaps your arm again. "OWWWW"

"You idiot, Harry did this. He's the one who paid and planned the ENTIRE thing. He wasn't even going to come, until I told him he was the one person you'd want to see tonight. He wanted me to take the credit but this, this was all him I could never take credit for something THIS good. I may not have always been nice to Harry, but this guy LOVES you. Like LOVE LOVES you. If you want to give him chance number 3, I won't be upset."

You feel a small smile creep on your face.

"Liv, you have no idea how happy that makes me." You pull Liv into a hug, almost losing your balance on the ice. She giggles. "Girl, don't make me regret it. Fix this with your mans. I don't wanna change my mind."

"I'm gonna get off the ice for a bit, give my legs a break and go grab a coffee." Liv nods. "I'll be with my mans and the kiddy cart he has to use to keep up with me." You snort at her comment and she skates off to help her man skate around.

You skate over to the entryway and take a seat to slip your skates off. You leave them tied on the bench as you slip your boots back on to walk over to the coffee merchant that was open.

"Vanilla iced latte, please."

The barista nods and makes your drink. "There you go, Happy Birthday." You smile and thank them before walking to the viewing area of the arena. You sip your coffee, the small hum escaping your lips at the flavour.

"Care for company?" You look over and Harry is standing next to you. You gesture to the seat next to you and he takes it.

"So, good birthday?" He asks, sipping his coffee. You nod. "Liv did a good job, huh?" He says with a smile. You smirk. "Yeah, you did good, Styles." He chokes on his drink and you laugh. "Who told?" He said with raised brows. "Liv." You say simultaneously. He shakes his head with a smile. "Shoulda known."

You watch your family and friends skate around on the ice, smiling at the kids skating with their parents, the couples skating together and Liv, skating with... well, helping her boyfriend. As you're scanning the arena, I Hear A Symphony starts to play over the speakers. You look over at Harry, his eyes glued to the rink below. You smile softly.

"Harry.. can I ask you something?" He nods and you turn to face him.

You sigh and smile. "This.. this is nice and all but, why did you do this for me? After all the crap we've dealt with.. why?"

He turns to face you. "No matter what, your importance in my life never changed. You continue to be incredibly significant to me. I told Liv I wanted to see you happy on your birthday and even offered to not come so you could fully enjoy yourself. I care about you a lot, Y/N."

You feel a small smile form.

"I appreciate your generosity and kindness, Harry. Truly, this is the best birthday I've had in a long time. You didn't have to do this for me."

He smiled weakly. "I'd do anything for you, Y/N."

You looked down at your feet. "Anything?" He hummed a yes response and you looked back at him.

"Kiss me."

He looked at you wide eyed. "W-what?"

"Harry, kiss me."

You look into his eyes, the pleading coming through instantly. He shifts close enough to you to grab your face with his hands and kiss you. You've longed for this, you've both been dying to do this since the second you saw each other at the entrance. You missed him, his presence, his kisses, everything.

This is what you needed.

Harry broke the kiss and you smiled. "I missed you." You said breathlessly. He put his forehead against yours and smiles softly. "I missed you more, love."

You kiss him one more time, having him peck your lips every time you try to pull away. You giggle at how eager he is. "Harry, I promise you can kiss me more later!" You say between kisses. He kisses you one last time and you both smile in the kiss. "Sorry I can't help it. I've got a lot of lost time to make up for." He kisses your hand and you kiss his back. "We have A LOT of catching up to do, H."

You stand up and hold out your hand to him. "Come on, clumsy. Let's go show these losers what real skaters look like." Harry laughs and takes your hand, pulling you back down into his lap. Your eyes meet again and you both smile.

"I love you, Y/N."

You smile. "And I love you, H."

He kisses you one more time, the smile never leaving either of your lips.

Happiness, that's all you could feel having Harry back with you at your side.

After all...

You're better together.

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MY BABIES. I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!!! LNJAFSKAN

I know I promised this in 2022. here we are, halfway through january 2023 and just getting around to posting this. i hope you don't hate this. i wanted it to end cute and cozy and just ahhhhhh the FLUFF!

i love you all, more HS writing will come :)

all the best, lexi

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sweetbillwriting · 1 year ago

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Love Just Happens

A Second First Date (Additional Chapter)

Characters: The future's Bill Skarsgård and others close to him. The rest is my own characters.

Setting: This story is set in the future but because it's hard to say how the world is then (and it isn't that important for the story) the future is similar to our time now, even with fashion and so on.

Warnings: 18+, age difference, smut, alcohol, ageism, kinks and fetishes, jealousy, possessiveness, so much fluff.

Notes: This is set when Bill and Aurora get together again in Sweden and flashbacks.

Bill stood in the hallway as he waited on his girlfriend. He had just welcomed in his cousin's daughter who often took care of his kids for a fair amount of money. It was nice having someone in the family who could help them out and take care of the kids, or the dogs, like she would do that night and that would be easy money for a student. She was studying to become a doctor and would take the time to study.

Bill fixed his hair a final time in the mirror in the hallway. He wore a light blue cuban collared shirt and navy blue slacks. It was almost summer but they would also go to an opening for a new luxury hotel, he needed to be a bit dressed up. He looked up at the stairs when he heard Aurora's clicking heels against the steps. She smiled playfully at him because of the typical movie moment. She wore a two set piece, a pearl white top and a maxi skirt with a high slit. Her midriff was bare because of the low raised skirt so she showed off her sunkissed belly. Bill smiled proudly at her. Not everyone that had a girl like that.

“Hello girlfriend,” he said, even if they had seen each other all day. Aurora giggled and walked up to him. They had just been together two weeks, this second time around, and hearing him call her his girlfriend again made her all warm. He bent down and gave her a light peck on her cheek because he could see she had put time on her makeup, especially the two toned lips.

“You know, this is like our first date,” she said and played a bit with his belt. Bill looked down at her a little confused.

“This time around. I know it's our first time in public again but it's also our first time doing something like this together again.”

She smiled a bit embarrassed when she realized he hadn't thought about it as much as she had. Bill smiled and laid her hands on his chest, he was just on his way to say something when a voice next to them interrupted him.

“Ehh… I think I will take the dogs out now so I can study without interruption… That's okay, right?” Said their dog sitter and took down the leashes from their hook.

“Of course,” said Aurora sweetly and moved away so she could go out with the dogs from the entrance door. When they were alone Bill laid his arms around his girlfriend and licked his lips so he could continue to talk but when he noticed Aurora watch his lip lick intensely he did it again, slower so his full lips got shiny.

“I just wanted to say that I will do my best for this to be an amazing date then.”

Aurora smiled and showed by standing up on her toes that she wanted to kiss.

“I will just mess up your lipstick, you know that,” he said with humor in his voice. Aurora pouted and made a whiny sound. She lowered herself down on her heels again but continued to pout and fidget with his shirt in her disappointment. Bill looked down at her amused but didn't say anything, just let her pout. She fidgeted with the shirt until a button accidentally opened up and she then opened one more and pretended that one also opened by accident. She looked up at Bill with big brown eyes while her lips still were in a pout.

“What are you doing, you little perv?” He said with an evil voice. Aurora looked at him innocently but unbuttoned the shirt completely so she could look at Bill's torso. She looked at his wide chest and followed the hint of a line in the middle of his chest down to his belly button. She dragged a finger over his smooth chest, it was mostly naturally hairless and also so soft, just like most of his skin. She dragged her finger lower and when she dragged her nails over his Adonis belt he made a heavy exhalation.

“We will be late, babe…” he said but looked down at her hands with big eyes when she started to open up his belt. He wondered if she would just tease him, which would be really mean. She knew how horny he was right then, when he finally had her again.

“So?” She said and looked up at him with a sexy playful stare. Bill looked at her with big eyes, her well painted lips and down on her body in the feminine outfit. A big hand clapped down on her ass harshly and Aurora jumped but with a moan. Bill could feel the stir in his pants and knew it was just to give after for the feeling. Like he would ever say no to Aurora. He dived in and kissed her hard, lifted her up in his arms and hugged her ass in both his hands. Aurora moaned into every kiss, pushed her tits against him and curved her back so he could feel every sensual curve.

They made out feverishly until Bill could feel his arms didn't really want to hold her up anymore and Aurora noticed that she started gliding down.

“The bureau…” she said out of breath and pointed to the bureau. Bill tried to sit her down there but the mirror over it moved alarmingly. He lifted her up and sat her down on the stairs instead but it didn't work either, Aurora was obviously uncomfortable. Bill had tossed his shirt on the floor and the pants were on their way down. He was painfully hard and couldn't really think straight anymore.

“Eyy, fuck it,” he said and moved her to the rug swiftly and started to pull up her skirt.

“No, no, no!” She said when he pushed it up harshly. Bill looked at her but she couldn't see any other emotion than lust, his eyes were dark and if she didn't know better she would have thought he was possessed but he was just obsessed, obsessed with her.

“Take it off,” she said and started to pull in the zipper.

“Who the fuck cares,” he said and pushed it up again.

“I do!” She pushed away his hands and took a hold of his face. “You're a really messy boy and I don't want you to destroy this skirt with your man juice!”

His eyes lit up and he laughed.

“Am I messy?”

“Yes! I don't know what you do but your cum is always everywhere!”

Bill smirked and shook his head but still knew what he wanted because his fingers had sneaked under her panties to pet her pussy like it was a little soft kitten.

She looked at his big hand inside her white lacy panties. It looked erotic, she followed his veiny arm with her eyes down to the delicate fabric and could feel how his fingertips started to do circles around her clit. Now it was she that pushed the skirt up so she watched even more closely when he pleasured her. He stood on his knees between her legs and Aurora's attention shifted between his thumb that increased the speed of the movement over her clit and him. He stood in front of the light from the windows behind it, covered it so it spread out like a light behind him. She could see the shape of him so clearly. The shape of his arms, shoulders and the narrow hips. She suddenly came loudly but got a shock while she was in her high when he penetrated her hard. She heard him groan loudly when he pushed into her and she moaned just as loud. It felt like a religious experience when she saw Bill in the light and feeling his thick cock penetrate her under her orgasm. It was almost too much. She moaned freely and Bill let himself disappear in the moment. Sex like that was not something many had experienced. Sex like that they never had felt with anyone else. But the two of them would have sex like that often.

×××

Aurora mingled professionally, talked with people she wasn't interested in at all and probably over shared a bit about Bill and her. Bill was okay with it happening. She didn't do it for attention, because that she got anyway, she did it because she was excited and happy.

Bill mostly talked with those he knew but he also knew many people. His conversations became longer than Aurora's, she talked with people for just a few minutes sometimes. When he sat on the rooftop bar with some old colleagues he saw her come out together with an actress he had worked with. They walked slowly while talking and people moved away like Moses parted the sea. It wasn't for the actress they did it because he could see on her expression she wasn't used to the respect, while Aurora didn't even react to it. The wind played with her long hair and she was too occupied with keeping it in place to notice what effect she had on people.

Bill looked at her in fascination. He noticed at once when the room changed because of his presence but Aurora didn't seem to notice it the same way. Maybe because she had been so famous so early in life or she was just another sort of human. He continued to look at her when the actress left her. She was suddenly alone, alone among so many people. He himself had tried to find someone else to talk to or played with his phone, his exes had searched for him in almost panic. Aurora just stood a while and looked around then she walked up to the railing. He thought about going up to her so she wouldn't be alone but paused when he saw her taking something from her bag. It was a bubble wand and all by herself she blew them. Maybe it could have looked silly or depressing but Aurora's smile while doing it made the people around smile. Bill laid a hand on his beating heart. He couldn't understand at all how you could be like her but he knew he would never ever want to be without such a human again, that human again.

“Where did you find that?” He said in her ear and hugged her from behind. He couldn't keep himself from not walking up to her.

“This?” She blew another bubble. “I found it in your overnight bag, I guess it's one of your daughter’s, if not a producer you’re blowing some bubbles with?” She joked and looked back and up on him. Bill smirked and bent down to kiss her shoulder. He didn't think about how intimate he was with her in public again. He had been surprised the first time they were together how he had forgotten everything about what distance was, the thing that was so important for him with his ex. Once again he was intimate with her in public when he had refused Hilma such closeness. Now he didn't even think about it. Being close to Aurora was the only natural thing. He kissed her neck then her cheek and hugged her waist. She giggled and waited to see where he would take it. She was much more famous than him but didn't care about such things, if she wanted to kiss her boyfriend, she would, even if hundreds of people looked at them.

“Come with me, sit with us,” said Bill and took her hand in his. “Don't stand here alone.”

She smiled a bit amused at him. It was so typical of him.

“I can be alone, it's okay.”

He made a face and shook his head.

“No, of course you should be with me.”

She laughed a little and laid her hand on his chest.

“You know, I'm an only child. I've been playing by myself my whole life. And you know I wasn't that popular in high school. I like being alone sometimes.”

Bill smiled crookedly, their upbringing was so different from each other. He had always had siblings, many friends and also cousins to be around. He knew she had spent a lot of time alone in her bedroom, singing, dancing and planning how to become the next big pop star.

“Come on, please, be with me. For me,” said Bill and pulled her closer to his side.

“Yeah, yeah,” she pretended to sound like she sacrificed herself but then giggled and pulled him down so they could kiss.

The rest of the night she sat in his lap. Some people reacted to that and that they even sometimes drank out of the same glass. A few took sneaky pictures of them.

The alcohol also affected them and they got a bit handsy, Bill's hand really wanted to come in under the slit of her skirt to feel her soft thighs and she let him sometimes but pushed it away when he wanted to come close to her panties. They thought no one saw what happened under the table but everyone around the table could see it.

“Bill?” A well known voice said on the side of the table. Bill closed his eyes in panic while Aurora pushed away his hand and looked away awkwardly.

“Hey Hilma…” said Bill and looked up at her with a strained smile. She stood tall and lean with her long hair straight behind her ears, dressed in a black dress.

It was just two months ago they broke up and here he now sat with his young girlfriend in his lap. The chairs next to them were occupied so Aurora had nowhere to go.

“So…” Hilma said and smiled strained. They had broken up so fast, under a fight and she had somewhat believed they would find their way back to each other but here he was with the girl everyone had warned her about. The young pop girly.

She hadn't even gotten all her stuff from Bill's apartment while he already showed off his relationship in public.

Bill just sat and smiled awkwardly, it got more strained every second and Aurora looked at him uncomfortably.

“Ehhh… I'm Aurora Lou,” said Aurora and stood up to be able to reach Hilma’s hand. Hilma took her hand and shook it awkwardly. It wasn't just that this was her ex-boyfriend's twenty-something girlfriend, she was also an internationally famous pop star. She looked like one, in her cute outfit and perfect makeup. This was probably the strangest moment of Hilma's life.

“Aurora… I mean, Lou…” Hilma looked around in panic. “I mean, Hilma. My name is Hilma.”

Aurora smiled uncomfortably. It was obvious Bill's ex got star struck at the same time she was provoked of seeing her together with Bill just two months after their split.

Bill dragged his hand over his face in second hand embarrassment. He had no relationship with Hilma now and it was his girlfriend she embarrassed herself in front of but it was so understandable she did what she did. He had also felt a similar feeling when he met Aurora. Her presence was overwhelming for him and she also was the most beautiful girl, he could understand that Hilma got nervous.

Hilma gave him a fast look and got irritated by his reaction. She made a sound of offense and looked straight at Bill.

“This is just so… Low. Unbelievable,” she said in Swedish but Aurora understood it.

He looked at her with a bad conscience and stood up when Hilma turned to walk away.

“I need to just…” he said to Aurora who nodded understandingly then he walked after Hilma. She dragged him to the side and looked at him straight in the eyes. She was tall so she had no problem getting eye contact.

“We just broke up and here you are with her. Couldn't you have some respect and keep it to yourself a while?”

Bill stood quiet and looked at her with furrowed brows. He heard what she said, that it sounded correct but he hadn't thought it that way. He had just thought that he wanted to show the world Aurora was with him again.

“Ehhh…” he said awkwardly and scratched his brow with his pinky. He breathed out and looked at her. He was in the wrong here.

“I'm sorry. I'm really sorry Hilma… It's…” He swallowed and looked back at Aurora. She sat on his chair and looked stressed. He just wanted to go back to her and it was those sort of emotions that made him stop thinking and announce their relationship so quickly but he couldn't say that to Hilma.

“Was it like everyone said, that you've just waited on her these years?”

“No, no. Of course it wasn't like that…” Bill thought about the question while he answered it. Waiting on Aurora was the wrong word. He thought about her way too much, yes. He dreamed about being with her again, yes. But he didn't believe he would get together with her again. He was together with Hilma for real not to kill time.

Bill looked at her with bad conscience. She cried now. He felt bad about it but also became nervous that other people saw him standing with his crying ex while his girlfriend sat and waited on him. He thought too many things at the same time and got bad conscious of them all, either towards Hilma, or Aurora.

Hilma dried her cheek and laughed bitterly.

“Will you marry her and have kids now? I mean, that you didn't want to have more kids was a lie. We both know it.”

Bill cleared his throat and dodged the comment.

“She isn't the type.”

Hilma smiled a bit sadly and laid her head to the side.

“Everyone is that type with you, Bill. It doesn't matter what a woman has said before, they would want that life with you.”

Bill smiled warmly but also sadly. It was a sweet thing to say and he appreciated it but it was strange getting it now when he left her for Aurora.

“Did you do something with her while we were a couple?”

Bill licked his lips and looked at her in thought.

“No but.. I went too far emotionally. I'm sorry for that. I am, really. I was… Egoistical.”

Hilma sighed and smiled bitterly.

“Clearly you haven't stopped being that, because here you are with your little girlfriend you can't stop touching. When people said to me that you were really different towards her I didn't listen, or just thought that we all are different towards different people. But I understand now. It's so embarrassing to realize you have never really been in love with anyone else other than her. Not before or after. Your kids’ mom must feel the same. That you’ve made a fool of us.” She sighed, especially when she looked at Bill's pretty face that was heavy with shame. She couldn't even be mad at him when he looked like that.

“So bye, Bill…”

He looked at her with big eyes and furrowed brows. It didn't feel good that they would have it like this.

“Hug?” He asked just to try to make it less dramatic. Hilma looked at him with sorrow but let his strong arms wrap around her. She knew she would never meet a man like Bill again. Sure, he was difficult sometimes when he didn't tell her what he felt and disappeared in his own world of work and projects but he was always there, even for her sons. She thought he smelled different and he actually did. Instead of his old perfume he had worn for many years he wore one he and Aurora had created in a perfumery in Paris just for him. They did it just a few weeks before they broke up so he had never worn it, until now.

Back by the table Bill interrupted Aurora while she talked with a handball player. Bill couldn't understand what she talked about with him and wouldn't find out either.

“It feels like I should go home…” he said to Aurora after having told her in private what Hilma had said. Aurora played with his hand in her's and shook her head.

“No one wins anything on that. It's better you're both here and learn to be at the same events.”

Bill nodded with a sigh and then let her lead him to people they knew well, where they could be safe and Bill could stuff his nose against her neck sometimes without anyone being uncomfortable.

They stayed for an hour more before they decided to go home. Bill had pain in his toe because of his new sneakers and Aurora looked forward to taking off her fake lashes. They started to relax and came down in a cozy mood just by walking out from the hotel and walking close together. That's when they met the irony. The irony that suddenly Mattias, Aurora's ex, stood in front of them. He stood with two other guys and smoked, a habit he had stopped with when he started to work with Aurora but now was back on. Mattias first looked at Bill, because of his height he was always the one people first spotted, then Mathias lowered his eyes and saw his ex-girlfriend hugging the tall guy's waist. Aurora carefully let Bill go, something Bill could see why she did but still felt weird about.

“Hey Matty…” said Aurora and fixed her hair nervously. Mathias just gave her a nod with some attitude and then looked at Bill. Bill didn't feel at all for fighting, he didn't even feel a need to claim Aurora. He felt bad about what he had done towards Mattias, taking his girlfriend more or less in front of his eyes. He didn't feel like making it worse by showing off Aurora. He had already won and even if he hadn't accepted it another way he had a bad conscience about how he did it.

“How are you?” Said Aurora and corrected her handbag on her shoulder. Mattias took a deep drag of the cigarette and looked at Aurora from top to toe, then at Bill.

“Good…” Mattias turned to Bill. “Bravo for snatching my girl like that. I am a bit bitter. I can say that,” he said with humor in his voice even if it was the truth. Bill nodded a little.

“Sorry for that…”

Mattias shrugged his shoulders and looked at Aurora with a crooked smile.

“You warned me. You warned me…”

Aurora didn't say anything, she looked away awkwardly. All of them were silent for a while until Mattias looked at them with a stiff smile.

“I knew this would happen. It's my own fault I didn't accept that.”

“Mattias…” whined Aurora with guilt and laid her hands on her cheeks. “I'm really sorry… I'm really, really sorry…”

Mattias turned a bit towards her and then smiled.

“It's okay, Lou… It's okay.”

Bill looked at Mattias with respect, he took it as a man, even if he had lost the crown jewel. Bill smiled at him to show his respect and gave him a nod. Mathias looked sad but like nothing would break him down and he gave them a friendly smile before stubbing out his cigarette and walking into the hotel.

×××

Aurora had walked around the bathroom five minutes to light every candle she could find. Now when she had Bill back she showered him in all the romance she could give him, even if he got uncomfortable. In reality he was embarrassed, she knew that but he behaved so uncomfortable anyone would get infected but Aurora had learned that now. She looked at him with a sweet smile while he stood in a pair of silk pajama pants she bought for him. He looked around like he wondered what to do while Aurora walked around in her pink kimono. A bubble bath with candles, champagne, luxury chocolate and soft, sexy RnB in the speakers.

Bill was embarrassed. He didn't know how to act when Aurora did such things. He wondered if he must feed her with chocolate and speak sexily. Of course he could, he was an actor, but would feel even more cringe to play a character with his girlfriend. Bill's stressed thoughts stopped when Aurora opened the kimono and let it fall to the floor. She also got a bit blushy by doing such a thing. She giggled and made a little pose. Bill smiled and made a sound of attraction, suddenly all his earlier thoughts were gone and his brain could just take in what he saw in front of him.

They sat down in the bath together, without problem, because of its bigger size. Aurora between Bill's long legs. They toasted in champagne and then made out softly until they needed to move so his erection could lay comfortably.

They talked softly about the most but even if it was probably the wrong moment their two meetings that night needed to be discussed.

“I think it's so weird thinking that you've been together with Hilma,” said Aurora and looked up at Bill with an unreadable smile.

“Why?” Asked Bill while amusing himself by digging after Aurora's tits in the bubbles like he dug in sand. When he found them he covered them and started it all over again. Aurora looked at him amused by his game.

“You two don't match at all.”

Bill looked at her with a smirk and then laughed.

“I think she's exactly who people think I should be with!”

Aurora made a sound of offense and turned around to be able to look at him.

“Like you don't know what I mean. I'm Nosferatu, a pale Swede with wonky eyes. You're all of America's sunshine princess. No, we don't fit,” he said with an amused smile. It didn't bug him that they didn't fit, it was their charm.

“So you fit with an uptight model?” Aurora sounded pissed.

“It's the only type I've dated until you spread your light over me,” he said and kissed her hand several times and looked up at her with big puppy eyes. Aurora smiled and shook her head.

“We don't fit either because you're so needy while I'm a strong independent woman.”

“You're right in that too,” Bill said with a voice you use to encourage a child.

Aurora pinched his nipple because of that and then it turned into some sort of bubble fight. When they had calmed down and sat close together again continued Aurora the conversation.

“But how did you meet her? Through your ex? They were in that club where everyone has a stick up their asses?”

“Oh, oh, oh!” Said Bill with a laugh and gave her a surprised look. She was rarely that mean.

“What? You said it was your type!”

Bill laughed.

“My type is you, you know that. I thought it was my type until I met you one night in Rome,” he said with dramatic romance in his voice. Aurora looked at him amused but then kissed him.

They moved to the bed before Bill started to tell her about how he met Hilma and their first date…

He didn't really know what he was doing there. He stood by a high table alone and drank cheap prosecco. Who even decided to serve prosecco? There were better alternatives. He himself wouldn't want to be a part of a movie premiere without champagne. Maybe that was snobbish of him but he thought it should feel like a luxury celebration, not like an eighteen year old girl's birthday party. He smirked a little at the thought. Aurora Lou liked prosecco. She thought it was nice on a hot summer day. She could even choose it over champagne. Bill looked down at the table. Once again he thought about her. He thought about her in a way like they were still a couple.

He had been single for six months. It was February, the beginning of a new year, the year after Aurora. He thought he would probably think that way the rest of his life. He would survive without her but would know forever that his life could have been better, brighter if he just had Aurora. She needed to do her own thing now, all those things a woman in her twenties did and not be held back by a Swedish dad. It wouldn’t work just to see each other a few days a month. That wasn't a relationship.

“You really must stop with that face, you look depressed as hell!” Said his friend Christoffer and slapped his back a bit too hard. Bill plastered a smile on his face.

“Sorry, sorry… I just disappeared a bit…”

His friend nodded. Everyone knew he disappeared into a world where he still had a girlfriend. He had been a mess after their break up and most of his friends knew how hard it had been on him.

Christoffer took him along to some of his friends even if Bill felt like he was walking in his sleep. He had just come home from filming and had then ignored all the feelings around Aurora that now had started to come back.

Christoffer introduced him to the people, many were faces he already recognized, also the last one.

“Hilma,” said the tall woman and smiled friendly. Bill smiled back and tried to remember where he had seen her before.

“Sorry, but have we met?” He asked and he heard a guy laugh. Yes, it sounded like a bad pick up line. “It's a real question,” said Bill and smiled a bit strained. The girl laughed and shook her head.

“I think you recognize me in the same way I recognize you, a face you have seen,” said she with a shoulder shrug.

“A few years back Hilma was a model, you even walked for some big brands, right?” Said Christoffer who had listened with one ear.

“Yeah but that was a long time ago, I work for Stockholmsgruppen, the model agency, now? I'm finding new talents,” she said with a smile.

Bill nodded and smiled back. He knew he didn't need to say what he worked with and instead took an awkward sip of his drink. The prosecco was too sweet. But some liked that…

“Are you friends with any of the people doing the movie?” She asked Bill and he could feel how she looked at him up and down.

“Not really? I guess everyone knows everyone in the Swedish movie industry but it's no one I hang out with,” he said with a crooked smile and gave her a look, mostly to see how she looked at him. She checked him out, it was obvious. He thought it was nice getting some attention. Hilma was pretty, model pretty even and had a nice smile. He thought about someone else's smile. Full lips and a girly playful smile… He took a big sip of the prosecco. Fuck it was awful.

Hilma suddenly walked up close to him and for a moment he reacted badly to it, it felt wrong being so close to another woman.

“I actually didn't like the movie… I didn't even get why the guy wanted to go to Spain so badly?” She whispered and Bill smirked. She said probably what everyone thought. Bill looked at her amused.

“Maybe so we all have something to say about the movie. I don't have much else to say than that actually,” he said with a face. Hilma laughed and looked at his lips. Full sexy lips.

“Do you want to go somewhere else? This prosecco is awful,” she said and made Bill laugh. He nodded to himself and smiled.

“Sure. You pick the place.”

She picked her home, or she made it seem like it was the only option because it was so packed everywhere else. Bill had thought about Aurora on and off for six months but while sitting there with Hilma he actually forgot her for a moment. Or not fully, a brief thought could glide by but he didn't actively think about her. He knew by looking at Hilma she would sleep with him if he wanted to and he thought it was the right thing to do. He needed to get someone under him to get over Aurora.

The thoughts of Aurora were just with him while he waited in the bed for Hilma. He thought about her soft thighs and her sounds. He thought about her round ass and her big brown eyes. The softest lips that worked with his so well. He thought about how tight she was…

“Hey, you haven't fallen asleep?” Said Hilma and smirked when she came out to the bedroom dressed in a spaghetti top and panties. Bill smiled and shook his head. He pulled her down on top of him and kissed her. He needed to sleep with someone else.

The next day she asked him out for a coffee and a few months later they were in a serious relationship. Bill never really understood how it happened.

×××

“It's only you who can find yourself in a relationship and don't know how you get there!” said Aurora with a laugh. She sat between his legs, with her own legs over his in the big bed. She lived alone so the sheets were pink like much of the other interior. “You were like that with me too!”

“No, I asked you to be my girlfriend?” He said and leaned back against the headboard.

“After seven months of dating! Everyone else already called you my boyfriend.”

Bill scratched his head with a small smile.

“But it was different. Really different from the situation with Hilma.”

“Mhm,” said Aurora teasingly. “It's not like there aren’t any question marks in this story.”

Bill sighed with a smile.

“Like what?”

“You slept with her the first time you met.” She gave him a pointed look.

“Are you slut shaming me now? I didn't think that about you,” he said with raised brows in fake offense.

Aurora licked her lips and rolled her eyes.

“Yeah, yeah… But how couldn't you see that her kids were monsters when you were at her place?”

“It wasn't hers. She and her ex had broken up so she lived at a friend's place. I guess she felt forced to clean after the boys there. You know, that was the reason she moved in with me, she was more or less homeless.”

“You're such a good person,” said Aurora with a mocking voice as a joke.

Bill just smirked then pulled her closer so they could kiss softly.

“You're so jealous…”

“Tss…” said Aurora with a smile and then kissed him again. They kissed softly a few times then Bill gave her a pointed look.

“So Mattias?” He said.

“What about Mattias?” Said Aurora innocently.

“How did you meet?” He said with the same look.

“You know that?” Aurora just said and tried to flee from his question.

“The really, really short version. Tell me the long version now.”

Aurora sighed.

“You will just be so jealous you’ll hit a hole in the wall.” She rolled her eyes playfully, like it happened a million times before. Bill laughed.

“Don't you even try! Tell me now!”

×××

Aurora felt quite alone in the big house in Stockholm’s archipelago. It was old and grand. An old renovated hospital. She wondered how many people had died there and if it was haunted. Sometimes when she slept she could hear sounds but she always found an explanation, most often it was the house itself settling or one of her dogs. Most likely Istvan. He wasn't old and wanted to get up in her bed. He had grown so much and she wondered how big he would get. Maybe he would weigh more than the man he was named after. The man Aurora had moved to Sweden for.

It wasn't really true because she had arranged everything for her move for him but had moved there even though she had learned from people that he lived a happy family life with another woman. They hadn't spoken to each other for a year so she was probably the one who was stupid. Bill was a catch, of course he would be in a relationship fast after their split. He wasn't the kind of guy who was single for a long time.

She got up from bed at 8 AM, and in two hours the two guys she now wrote music with came to her. She had stopped fixing herself for them but wanted to eat breakfast and go for a long walk with the dogs. It was nice coming out and talking with the locals. They all were really nice, maybe they had understood she was lonely.

“Were you that lonely?” Asked Bill with big eyes while they sat in bed together.

“Yeah, I moved here without really knowing anyone.”

Bill furrowed his brows and caressed her waist.

“Why?”

She gave him a sweet but pointed smile.

“Because of you, silly.”

He looked at her with guilt and then down at their legs.

“Why didn't you just contact me?”

Aurora smiled softly and dragged her hands over his naked shoulders and up his neck through his hair.

“It wouldn't be right and also… What if you rejected me? It would have been embarrassing as fuck. I didn't know you would be a lovesick puppy.” She stuck her tongue out playfully and it made Bill laugh a little then he kissed her again.

×××

The first people she actually really got to know were the guys she worked with in the studio, Mattias and Tage. They were nice guys and they felt like friends fast. She was used to men who would either flirt with her, treat her like a bimbo or be afraid of her. Mattias and Tage treated her like a friend. That's why she became a bit disappointed when Tage told her Mattias had a crush on her and didn't dare to ask her out because he was afraid to act like a teenage boy. It probably took a bit too long for her to answer Tage about if she would say yes. Everytime she tried to imagine herself with another man she just thought about someone else, in her eyes the most beautiful man. She thought of his face when he laughed and showed his dimples, the creases around his eyes, and how he threw his head back when he let out a belly laugh. He could smile so dopey even if he most of the time looked so serious. She often thought about it and smiled like she was in love but it dropped fast when she remembered he was gone from her life.

She said yes to Tage so when Mattias gained the courage to ask her out she felt forced to say yes. He was a good guy. He was handsome, tall and a bit older so he felt more mature than guys in her own age. It felt like it would take time until guys in her age would be interesting again.

He took her to a little anonymous restaurant in South Stockholm. It looked like just a cellar but inside was an amazing little authentic Mexican restaurant. For a second Aurora wondered if Bill had been there but shook her head of the thought.

“Oh you don't like spicy food?” He said nervously of watching her shake her head.

“Hm? Oh no, I love spicy food,” she said and smiled. Mattias smiled with twinkling eyes. Aurora could see that he already had some sort of feelings for her and she felt stupid, she didn't want to fool him. Mattias had stopped eating just to stare at her. He didn't look at her chest or anything like that, just watched her eyes and face with a big smile.

“I'm sorry, but you're so beautiful. And you're such a warm, sweet person. Like what the fuck, do you have any flaws?”

Aurora giggled embarrassed but was uncomfortable. She took a sip of her margarita and then took a deep breath.

“Yeah, yeah…” she laughed uncomfortably and played with her nails. Mattias looked at her with a small smile.

“Lou? Is it something?”

She looked up at him and she could see how he melted by her doe eyed look, also that made her cringe.

“I must be honest to you… You know why I moved here and.. I haven't gotten over my ex… Completely. I don't want to, like fool you?”

Aurora saw Mattias smile drop and she looked around nervously.

“Bill Skarsgård?” he asked and swallowed dryly.

“It was more than a year ago we dated and we weren't even together that long. It was like only a year… Emm…” she rambled nervously and took a big sip of her margarita again. Mattias just stared at her. “I guess it is the only real, healthy relationship I've had.. I just want to be honest.”

Mattias nodded slowly.

“I'm going to go to the ladies room so you can… run away if you want to,” she joked, ashamedly. Mattias smiled a little and looked after her when she walked to the bathroom. He didn't need more than look at her to decide he would give it a chance anyway. He had never even hugged a girl like Aurora before. She would get over her ex, he would make sure that happened.

They had it nice the rest of the night and by gentlemanly excuses he got to come home with her.

“Are you ready for this?” He said when they made out on the couch and he had pushed up her dress so he could see her panties. She looked at him and nodded. She just needed to do it.

“But I'm not good at it. Like Bill did all the heavy lifting and before him I hadn't really explored…” she said nervously and looked down. Mattias just kissed her, so she would stop talking about her ex. He didn't need to know.

They slept with each other that night and continued to see each other and work together. She liked how kind he was and that he accepted that she had wounds. They became a couple two months later.

×××

Bill looked at Aurora with big eyes. She sat over his hips now and the straps of her red slip had fallen down her shoulders.

“I know what you will say, yes I slept with him on the first date but it's different because we had known each other for several months!” She said with a playful smirk but in reality she was embarrassed to talk about her being intimate with another guy.

Bill sat in silence and looked at her and Aurora started to worry she had said something bad. She really didn't think Bill was the guy who would judge her for sleeping with a guy quickly. She searched his eyes and when she caught them he bent forward and kissed her. He kissed her passionately over and over until Aurora pushed him away with a giggle.

“I never thought… I didn't know at all what you had said to Mattias. I… It's amazing to know you never forgot me.”

Aurora smiled warmly and she felt the same thing with him. It was like they had been together all that time in mind. Neither of them had let the other go.

“So that's what he meant by ‘you warned him’?” Bill asked and fixed the bands of her slip.

“Yeah. I did many times while we dated in different ways. The sex was awkward with him and he wanted me to lead him…”

Aurora looked at her boyfriend that now looked really uncomfortable but was too kind to say something.

“Sorry… But yeah… The same thing with ‘the going down thing’. I said that to him too.”

Bill nodded and then dragged her closer to his body.

“I understand why he hated me.”

Aurora dragged her nails through his hair and nodded.

“I do too…”

They kissed deeply and searched for new naked skin to touch like they hadn't touched each other before but Bill didn't want the night's conversation to end with Mattias. This was about them. Their first date, the second time around.

He released Aurora's lips with a smack and she looked at him confused.

“Our first date was better,” he said with a smirk and pulled out his hands from her slip and dragged his hands over her knees instead of her ribs. Aurora smiled lovingly.

“Totally.”

“Totally,” he said with a pointed silly face. Aurora giggled and then they together remembered that sunny day in Italy…

He wanted to do something else than just have dinner. The last time they met was at a dinner and he wanted to do something else with her. He loved just sitting and talking but they had talked a lot those two times they had met. He just wanted to do something fun.

He had asked around to try to find a beach where they could have some privacy but didn't think he would be offered a private one by his colleague. He was rich, he knew that and he probably got a salary five times bigger than him but hadn't believed he would have a beach to offer him just like that.

The last time he had met Aurora they decided to be friends then they walked into the house and at once started to make out on her couch. Aurora could feel what power she had over Bill. He might say he couldn't be with her but he acted in a completely other way. His big hands roamed her body like he hadn't touched a woman for ten years. He had never touched a woman as Aurora. He had been with girls that just were a different version of the same woman. Aurora was totally different and he couldn't stop touching her thighs and ass. There was much more to squeeze. Aurora had never really been with a guy like Bill. Her earlier relationships had been with guys that made her feel like she was in a teenage relationship. They dressed like fifteen year olds and acted like they thought a rapper would act. Bill looked like a man. His body made her feel small in all ways but she also felt so safe. He had arms and shoulders that were made to protect and legs that were made to run. He dressed like a man was expected and was kind and respectful. He acted just cocky for fun and never to feel more important than her. She wanted him and she could feel he wanted her.

This wasn't a date. But it was. It was their first date, they both thought it but didn't say it out loud.

Bill had told her to dress relaxed and bring a bikini. Aurora didn't know how to dress relaxed and she brought three bikinis. Bill looked at her with a little amused smile when she came out in a floral midi dress, it looked like it was borrowed from Brigitte Bardot herself and a white scarf in her hair. He took a deep breath behind the steering wheel when felt his heart start to jump around in his chest. He knew he would stammer, he could feel it in his mouth. She had been modest the two times they had met but now he would be able to see her in a bikini. He thought to himself that he had maybe chosen the activity unconsciously to see more of her skin.

Aurora jumped into the passenger seat and smiled a little. He really was dressed comfortably in black cargo shorts and a t-shirt without sleeves so he showed off his muscular arms but also the hair in the armpits. She blushed when she realized how fascinated she was by some hair.

“Hey,” she said and smiled sweetly.

“Hey,” he said with a little laugh. It just came because of the butterflies in his stomach.

They looked at each other with beating hearts then Bill took courage to lean forward and kiss her rosy lips.

“You look so pretty,” he whispered and touched the soft skirt lightly. Aurora blushed again. She often heard she was pretty but it was totally different to hear it from Bill. She wanted to say he was handsome but the words stuck in her throat and instead she kissed him again so he got lipstick all over his mouth. She didn't say anything about it, just corrected her own and looked at him amused driving with deep pink lipstick.

To have their own little beach was luxury. Bill looked away respectfully when Aurora changed to a bikini even if it felt like his eyes were drawn there with a string. She started to walk down the water without saying anything to him, suddenly he just saw her ass, eating up the high cut white bikini, strolling down to the water. He wiped the corner of his mouth and took a deep breath before walking down behind her in his black bathing shorts that sat low in his hips. Aurora giggled when she saw him look at her ass and that made Bill smirk embarrassed.

“Sorry…” he said and shook his head. She giggled again and leaned back in the water and let it swallow her up. Bill swimmed after her and took a hold of her waist. She could feel he had rowdy thoughts.

“No, no, no, what are you thinking about doing now?” She said worriedly but playfully.

“You're so fucking small… I would be able to throw you away so fucking far..!” He faked pain, like he couldn't restrain himself as he hugged her waist.

“No, no, no!” She said while feeling his arms with her hands. She could feel he was probably right. He laughed.

“Can I try?”

She said yes, of course and after a while she let him do what he wanted and just laughed. She felt safe with him in a way she hadn't with another guy. His hands didn't even wander over her body when they played. He kept it respectfully.

He had a volleyball with him, even if he thought Aurora would say no. She was unsure at first and felt a bit self conscious. He didn't force her, or tried to be a sleazy instructor.

“What about soccer?” She said suddenly. Bill furrowed his brows and smiled unsurely. He was so much bigger than her and also had experience that didn't make it fair.

“It's just for fun,” she said with a shoulder shrug.

“Okay, but I played when I was young, but I will restrain myself,” he said with a smirk. Aurora laughed a little but also looked at him teasingly.

She was good, really good. He felt almost a bit stupid that a 5’1 pop girl could dribble away from him. He laughed and threaded his fingers on his head.

“You forget to say something to me, right?”

Aurora smirked and shrugged her shoulders when she stretched out her sun kissed body in the sand.

“I may have played for ten years and a quite famous soccer player helped me out… He was a patient of my dad.”

Bill looked at her curiously.

“Who?”

Aurora looked up at him when he had sat down next to her in the sand.

“I can't say that. Patient confidentiality,” she said and smiled. Bill made an amused sound and shook his head. He couldn't stop himself from looking at her body when she laid outstretched like that. He got more and more attracted to her, but far from just by her body.

“Did you play in high school?” He asked and watched her spin to lay on her stomach. He took a deep breath.

“Yeah but not in school. They hated me there,” she said it with amusement.

Bill furrowed his brows in curiosity. “I was the annoying girl I guess. I've wanted to be a singer since like… forever. So that was, like, the only thing I talked about. Then I dropped out a year earlier when I got my record deal.”

Bill smirked and laid down next to her on his belly.

“Can I just brush away some sand on you before we continue to talk?” He tried to say innocently but it was obvious why he wanted to do that. Aurora laughed.

“I thought you were a gentleman, Bill.”

“Yeah? That's why I want to do it?” He said and smiled innocently. She gave him a pointed look but lifted her hips so he could brush away the sand on her ass cheeks. He liked to do that a bit too much and he could feel a stir in his bathing shorts.

Aurora smirked and took his hand and laid it on her ass when he was finished.

“You can touch as much as you want.” He smiled a bit embarrassed but then kissed her while hugging her ass.

“Who were you in high school?” she asked curiously.

“Ehhh… Sweden doesn't have high school so it's a bit different but before I was sixteen I guess I was… Normal?” He said with a laugh.

“You were popular,” Aurora said with a smirk. Bill smiled guilty. He didn't want to say it out loud. He had always had many friends and started to party early.

“Then I missed quite a lot when I started to act when I was sixteen. I wasn't that amused by school when I knew what I wanted to do.”

Aurora smiled a little. They weren't that different from each other, just that he had friends while she didn't get real friends until she met girls with as big dreams as herself.

Bill kissed her deeply when he saw her being in deep thoughts.

Was he in love?

Aurora knew she was in love with Bill already and she would take every chance to be with him.

×××

“I really have been in love with you since the first time I met you,” said Bill and hugged Aurora closer. He never thought he would say such a corny thing and now he even said it seriously. He had said so many corny things to Aurora that his past self would wonder what he smoked.

Aurora leaned down and kissed him several times. When she pulled away hugged Bill her hard with his cheek against her chest.

“I love you, baby. It has always been you. Since that night in Rome,” she said warmly and Bill breathed in her scent.

“I love you. I love you, my little Lou…”

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