#I'm not actually mad about it by the way I am forever amused by it

[soleminisanction]

Even though it's been a good three years since I started going by one of my own, I still catch myself thinking on and off about my family's odd relationship with men's names.

Like, my paternal grandfather's name was Bob. Not Robert, Bob. And it wasn't that he was Robert on his birth certificate and everyone just called him Bob his entire life, no no. His legal documents from 18 on read Bob [LastName], and the name on his birth certificate is Bobby.

Because see, Grandpa was born a premie and a twin in like, 1919, and everybody just assumed that they were going to die, so they wrote "Billy" and "Bobby" on the birth certificates and brought them home to at least make it comfortable. But then my great-grandmother swaddled them both up, put them in bread tins, and stuck them in an oven on very low heat, essentially creating a rudimentary incubator, and they both survived, eventually living to the ages of 86 and 93 respectively. So they just went with Bill and Bob for their whole lives.

And this is mostly fine until you factor in that there's really only four male names in my dad's side of the family, which get used over and over again: William, Richard, Robert and Oliver. And only kid per generation gets to be Oliver because that was great-grandpa's name and that kid gets the number behind his name. The highest that's currently gotten is Oliver IV, my second cousin, who I believe is 8.

So my dad is named William Richard and he's got cousins named Oliver III and Richard Robert, whose kids are named Oliver IV and Robert William. Dad's also got an Uncle Bill and an Uncle Oliver Jr., who are the older and twin brothers of his dad Bob.

ALSO. My mother, who married William, also has a brother named William. And a father named William. And, for a time, a brother-in-law named William, at least until my aunt stopped taking her meds and starting hearing the voice of God.

Apparently when my brother was born, my mother turned to my father and said, "Okay look, if you want to name him 'William Jr.', we can and I'm fine with that, but we're giving him a different middle name to call him until he grows up okay?"

And my father said, "Oh god no we don't need to add to that mess."

So they named him Stuart.

[juniperdugong]

Ditching Witches

Pairing: Sylus x GN!reader (established relationship) Genre: Fluff, minor angst CW: Swearing, light-hearted jealousy WC: 851

Day 4 of To Halloween with Love Event

A/N: Lotta firsts with this event lmao, been meaning to get into the Love and Deepspace bag with fics for forever

"So comfortable already? Sweetie." Sylus walks in with a big bowl of popcorn in the festive jack-o-lantern bowl you had picked out together the other day.

"Hard not to get comfortable at your place," you beam as you cuddle into the biggest, fluffiest blanket you could find in his linen closet.

He sets the bowl beside you on the couch and slips under the blanket, wrapping an arm around your waist and lazily tracing lines along your belly with his cold hands. "Glad you like it so much- been so much warmer with you around." Resting his head on your shoulder you feel as he presses light kisses along your jaw.

"Don't get all touchy with me mister! Not after tonight..." You pout and huff as you pry his hand away with little to no strength, not really wanting him to let go but still wanting to stick to your conviction.

"Ha." Just as you expected, he presses into you and grips you tighter. "You're the one who picked that costume for me, kitten. How am I to blame?"

You whip your head away from him with another huff.

"Starting to sound like the big bad wolf, sweetie." He smirks.

You push at his chest and hog the blanket, "You were practically all over them!"

"I barely even spoke to them." He chuckles and you know the whole thing is silly but you can't help but be possessive with him... You know if the tables were flipped he'd probably be much worse.

"You spoke to them." You purse your lips and side-eye him.

"You don't want me to speak to other people?"

"Not when those other people obviously want to get in your pants..."

"Hey. You know I'd want no one else but you in my pants, sweetie." And his tone darkens for just a moment - almost willing you to take him into your arms right then! But no! You must stay strong, when else would you have the chance to get mad at him just a little?

"Those bitches-"

"Witches." He cuts you off and you look up at him with a puzzled expression, "They were dressed as witches." He grins knowing just what buttons to press for you to lose it.

And he's damn good at knowing your buttons because you swear your eye twitches, "You remembered what they were dressed as?"

"It was a Halloween party, baby."

"I hate you." You abruptly say as you toss and curl yourself up in the blanket so tightly you feel like it would rip if it wasn't so well made.

"Mmm... you hate me?" And your silence only further amuses him. "Oh no... My love hates me sooo much." The sarcasm is dripping from his words and you're about to just give in and call it there but suddenly you're being lifted and sat back down upright.

With the blanket still tightly wrapped around your upper half, you can tell that he's set you down in his lap with the way his arms settled on your waist. And you gasp as you feel his hot breath through the fabric near your ear, "They hate me so much that they can't even finish picking the movie for our movie night..." he whispers and it makes you shudder.

With a pout still painted on your face, you uncover yourself slowly, trying your best to leave eye contact for last. "Still hate me?" He says with a smile that he knows you can't ignore.

"Can't hate you..." And you know how childish you sound but what good is acting mature when he coddles you like this?

"Yeah? Well good, I'd hate for you to hate me. I'd hate myself so much."

"You know I'm joking right?" You just have to confirm with him that this is all some cringy game before you actually start to believe that this could become normal.

"I know, sweetheart. I also know that even though you're joking there's just a small part of you that's actually jealous..."

"You suck."

"Right. I suck." And he brings snuggles himself into you, constricting your movements with a hug.

"Why did you have to look so good in that costume? Huh?!" You poke at his chest with fury as you come to rest your head against his shoulder this time.

"You're the one who picked it, sweetie. I'm sure you had an idea of what I would look like in it."

"You had your whole chest out!"

"You picked it."

And you just have to resign from this nonsense argument because you're going in circles over practically nothing. With a sigh, you snuggle back into him and pick up the popcorn. He grabs the remote and you both begin the endless hell of scrolling till you both agree on a movie.

You knew you weren't justified in arguing with him over this. After all, he was the one who kept bringing up his partner to those witches when they asked for his number and he's the one who dutifully ditched the party with you the moment you said you wanted to leave.

A/N: Oh no... Sylus! Save me! Lmao I love this man so much, actually the death of me and the whole reason I picked the game up. (I have him leveled up far better than the others ;-;) I am lowkey hoping that my spinning wheel for this event picks JJK again soon bc I have some lowkey-angst I've been wanting to write out...

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[leemacher]

I Know You | Shadowheart x Druid!Gn!Tav!Reader

Summary: Following the Party’s encounter with the Nightsong, everyone is worried for the Party’s resident cleric. The trip to Baldur’s Gate was the quietest you had ever heard Shadowheart, and it was obvious that she was feeling down. There has to be some way to cheer her up, right?

Word Count: 1,075

Content: Act 2 spoilers, fluff, religious hurt, pre-relationship

this took me way too long, but I'm slowly trying to force myself to get past my indefinite writer's block so... this exists now 😊

“Surprise!” Your voice called out over the open field as Halsin backed away into the tree line. Shadowheart stood a few meters in front of you, her eyebrows raised and mouth hanging open slightly in shock.

Through the silence, you began to hear your heart beating sharply in your chest, its unsteady rhythm reminding you of your fears about her reaction. It had taken a few hours and way too much magic between you and Halsin, but the field of Night Orchids had grown nicely around a small blanket right in the middle.

“What is this?” She took a small hesitant step away from the flowers, finally breaking her gaze on the flowers and looking you in the eye.

A nervous laugh rippled through you. “Well, it’s a field. Of Night Orchids.”

“I can see that.” You could hear the amusement in her voice over the tightness that had been there ever since your encounter with the Night Song. “Why?”

“I, well, uhm..” You trailed off. At the time you spoke with some of your other companions about your worry for Shadowheart and her dwindling sense of identity, this had seemed like a good idea. Now though, standing in front of her with dirt stained clothes and shaky hands, you weren’t so sure. “I know you like Night Orchids. And I, sort of, maybe, like you. So here we are.”

Your hands flew up to your face, hiding it as you hoped you hadn’t come off as too weird or awkward. Maybe you should’ve just let Halsin or Karlach handle the cheering up of the resident cleric.

Before you could spiral too far into your thoughts, hand on your own brought you back into reality. Shadowheart had crossed the distance between the two of you and gently pried your hands away from your face. “You did this for me?”

You nodded with a small smile. “Yeah. Well, Halsin helped, but yeah.” You took a deep breath, enjoying the way her eyes lit up while she eyes the flowers the two of you were now surrounded by. “I just, I thought you could use some time away from your thoughts.”

Before she could respond, you took tighter hold of one of her hands and pulled her over to the blanket that sat in the middle of the field. You let go briefly and gestured for her to sit down and pulled out a bottle of wine and two glasses. “Is that wine? Actual red wine?”

You nodded, laughing. “I managed to grab some from last light before we left. Hopefully Jaheira wasn’t too mad about it.” Shadowheart smiled again. “Just promise me you won’t tell Astarion. He’d probably up and leave if he knew I had been holding onto this and didn’t offer him any.”

This time Shadowheart let out a laugh, full and bright, so unlike anything you’d seen from her as of late. You’d do anything to live in this moment forever. “I promise.”

“Good.” You giggled along with her. “And now that you’re in on the secret, would you like some?” You conjured up the warmest smile you could, holding a now full glass of wine to her.

“I suppose it would be a waste not to.” Though her words were indifferent, you could hear the happiness in her voice.

For a few moments, the two of you just sat in silence. Enjoying each other's company and the way the moonlight hits the flowers around you was enough.

Shadowheart was the one to break the silence. “I don’t know what to do.” Your head turned, giving her your full attention while she stared straight in front of her. “To find out that I, that my whole life could be a lie. That I could’ve given my life to a goddess who… And now, it’s like I don’t even know who I am anymore.”

You took a moment to take in her words. It was obvious that finding out about Shar’s misdeeds against her had taken a heavy toll, one that couldn’t be fixed by anything other than time. “I do.”

She looked at you then, unsure of your words until you began to elaborate. “I know who you are.” You plucked a flower from beside you, placing it softly behind her ear and watching as her eyelids briefly fluttered closed.

“How could you know? I barely remember my life, let alone anything before Shar took hold of me.” With a soft smile, you dropped your hand from her hair and laid it gently onto her hand.

“I know that your favorite flower is the Night Orchid, and that you can’t swim. I know that you have a fear of wolves.” Shadowheart went to speak, but you cut her off. “I know that you value your privacy, and you’d rather tell someone about what you’re feeling in your own time than be forced to talk before you’re ready. And I know that I’d wait hundreds of years for you to be ready, even if it’s something small like your favorite food. I know that you live your life in faith of those you trust, whether it be a goddess or a friend. And that faith is strong and pure and full of light, and anybody would be lucky to have that faith put in them.”

“I don’t have to know every detail of your life to know you, to see you. And neither do you.” You finally broke eye contact, shifting to lay back against the blanket, your arm spreading to the side as a silent invite. “You are kind hearted, and strong, and you will get through this. With or without a goddess by your side.”

Shadowheart sat unmoving, gazing out into the field of flowers while you laid there admiring the way she looked. Some time later, Shadowheart shifted to join you on the ground. She tucked her head against your chest and laid her arm across you.

You slid your hands up, one lightly playing with her hair and the other just holding her. The night air seemed to still, and Shadowheart’s silence no longer seemed deafening. It was as if, for the first time since Dame Aylin became a part of their roaming pack of adventurers, she was content.

“You know,” Shadowheart whispered, her voice sounding tired. “I like you too.”

You tightened your hold on her and closed your eyes, falling asleep with those words ringing through your mind.

[ddoxhan]

letters from me to you

every letter you didn't send to jimin

word count : 0.9k words

genre : angst; you loved jimin more than you ever imagined, and it hurts that you still do; non-idol! karina x gn! reader

t/w : none :) other than a relationship breaking apart and there's absolutely nothing that can be done about it

a/n : unrequited love, something so ever ethereal yet burns a hole in your heart and leaves a scar you will never forget. but does it hurt more when it becomes unrequited? since it wasn't from the beginning, and you had a taste of that person's love.

— 26/01/2014 | sunny ☀️

to my dearest jimin,

happy first anniversary! it's been 12 months, 365 days, 8760 hours, 525,600 minutes since you said yes under those bright stars on this very day last year. time has gone past so fast yet so slow, when I look into your eyes, everything around us seems to slow down and allow me to drown myself in those galaxy-like orbs of yours. you know I've never been expressive with my words hence this letter but still, I can never find the very words to convey my love to you. however, these four words might actually just do the trick.

I love you, forever.

your love

—  11/04/2015 | spring sun 🌸

to my crybaby jimin,

don't get mad just from reading 'crybaby' but I can't help but call you that. not after you so adorably sniffled while watching 'the notebook'. I just wanted to squeeze those cheeks of yours but I knew you were going to be upset for breaking the mood, so I held myself back. okay, this was definitely not the purpose of this letter, but oh well, I just wanted you to know you're the cutest.

happy birthday, my baby jimin! once my baby, forever my baby. I hope you had a blast today after been to the amusement park, cafes and even the late night movie later before the end of your big day. I have never been more blessed with a gift like you to be in my life and better, as my girlfriend.

once again, happy birthday. let's spend this day together in the years that are to come. I love you, forever.

your beloved

— 08/07/2015 | cloudy ☁️

to my precious jimin,

I know I'm in the wrong so I am not going to make up any excuses to justify what I did. you felt hurt and neglected by my actions and nothing can ever undo those wounds. but will you let me make it up to you? if you need time to think, take as long as you need because I'll be right here waiting until you give me a chance to prove my love for you that never faded. if anything, I only find myself loving you more than I did the day before.

work has doubled in amount but I should have known to try harder to spend time with you despite that. it is my responsibility to do that, yet I chose the easy way out and hurt you. I'm so sorry, baby. please forgive me. I love you so so much, I love you, forever.

your dumb bear (still in regret)

— 17/03/2016 | rainy 🌧️

to my wonderful and amazing jimin,

there is nothing special about today, surprise! although there isn't a special occasion today, I want to let you know that every day that I spend with you is special and every moment we have together is engraved in memory forever no matter what happens.

I know I can be cheesy but I feel like every time I tell you that I love you, it just feels more overwhelming and unbelievable. so unbelievable that I have the most beautiful; in and out; person in the whole world as my girlfriend. it would be better if one day, it would change to my wife. I can already tell how your face would start burning up and the tip of your ears cutely beet red. even though I had told you I love you numerous times, it never feels enough. I love you, forever.

yours forever

—  02/10/2017

to my lovely jimin,

it's been five years since we've been together, and I know how you are when something or someone upsets you. if you don't talk to me or even be next to me, I would not know what to say or do to help you, honey. we promised to never go to bed with complicated feelings, regardless of whether it be about us or someone else. you said it is not good for the health if we keep our feelings bottled up.

if it's about me, please, please tell me what I did wrong. tell me what I need to fix so that you would not be upset. please, talk to me, jimin. let me be by your side as I always did. I love you, forever.

—  19/01/2018

to my one and only jimin,

please take me back, I love you so much. please don't leave me all alone in this shared home of ours. it's too painful to see the memories of us, filled with happiness and joy. let me still call us, us. please, please come home and whisper sweet nothings like you used to, say that everything was all a prank. that you went overboard with the joke. please bring me into your embrace and stroke my back, tell me everything's alright, we're alright.

I love you, jimin, you know that right? I love you, forever.

yours

.

.

.

.

you know, I've always imagined us walking down the aisle as I take you in my hand and swear the oath to be each other's seasons, side by side all the way through our future days together. but sadly, all I could do now was clap for you, your happiness with your lover, staring at each other so lovingly on the pedestal. if you were happy, so would I be.

because I've always loved and will love you forever, my jimin.

[prettypinkreverie]

TAMAKI SUOH + valentines special !!

tamaki suoh (ohshc) x reader ; fluff

short wip that has been stuck in my documents for so long. i decided that it was finally time for me to release it to the world 'cause why not 🤩.

“welcome!”

he had beautiful shimmering blond hair that shone brightly when came in contact with the sun, gorgeous violet orbs that were similar to that of an amethyst, he was gorgeous.

tamaki suoh.

you've thought of him as an annoying ego-centered rich idiot the moment you saw him—especially when he mistakenly found your sister, haruhi, a male.

only those with excellent social standing, and those from filthy rich families, are lucky enough to spend their time here at the elite private school, ouran academy.

and the ouran host club is where the school's handsomest boys with too much time on their hands entertain young ladies who also have way too much time on their hands—just think of it as ouran academy's elegant playground for the super rich and beautiful!”

scratch that, you knew he was an annoying ego-centered rich idiot the moment you saw him.

you and your sister only ever wanted peace in an abandoned music room. unfortunately, the both of you stumbled across a group of filthy rich brats.

you remembered the time you grabbed your sister's hand after hearing the ‘oh-so-wonderful’ speech that was delivered by the dumb blond, only for haruhi to stumble upon a vase that caused the both of you to change your lives forever.

he really was annoying.

“a little water wouldn't hurt anyone. besides, people are always telling me i'm dripping with good looks!”

he would always praise himself or rather his face. At first, it annoyed you every time—sometimes you would even reply with a sarcastic statement, in which he would only shrug.

but as time moved on, you found it amusing. You found him amusing. his way of showing fatherly love to the members of the club, to you and Haruhi. he was a nice man—an ideal one, as some would say.

“yeah, you are.”

you replied, which only made his eyes grow large. he blinked a few times, only to see your brows fusing together as you gave him a confused look.

“this…—this is the first time you didn't reply sarcastically! i knew you'd eventually fall for me—"

you smacked his head, only to earn a small groan from the blond. he held his nape as he once again lifted his head to turn to you. he pouted his lips and eventually sulked mushrooms in the corner again.

you shrugged at his childish ways, turned around and walked away from him.

fall for him? ha, what an idiot.

you did.

“what good are dreams if all you do is work? there's more to life than hitting the books you know”

you stopped at his statement. he… actually had a point for once. after spending time with him in the host club, repaying your's and haruhi's debt, you noticed that he wasn't really dumb as you thought he would be.

rather than just being an idiotic spoiled child that had too much time on their hands, you realized that he was somewhat intelligent in one's feelings—even if he mistakenly thinks of his romanticly love for Haruhi as a fatherly one.

yes, you know he loves haruhi.

“thanks, but i am quite aware of that”

you thanked him for the advice and walked away, just for him not to notice the tears that were about to stream from your face. you didn't care where your feet would take you, as long as it isn't in a place where he is.

you didn't know why but you were angry, frustrated, and even… jealous.

gou knew that tamaki has always held haruhi in a special place in his heart, it was obvious. and it was also transparent on how he feels the opposite to you.

he would speak to her in a loving and sweet tone—not the one he would use to entertain girls. one that seemed genuine, one where it seemed like he wasn't just doing it because of his charming prince persona. heck, he even saved her when she fell off the cliff… he even got mad because he was furious at the thought of losing her—ouch.

but when it came to you…

the past few days, your relationship with him just became complicated. when you would come up to him, he would avoid you. before he would just tease you with the same mischievous and charming smile he had if you ever did. he would lean in on you and ask you if you're already running to him to get yourself in his arms.

and even how annoying he is, you missed that.

“hey, you okay?”

your eyes widened as you heard a familiar voice. It was tamaki. your hands immediately wiped the tears from your face, as if nothing happened. You looked at him and gave him a reassuring smile to his question.

“y-yeah, i'm okay...”

he seemed unconvinced to say the least. nonetheless, he sat next to you. not uttering a single word as he does so. the both of you were silent, sitting in silence next to a blossoming sakura tree.

“you know it kind of awkward—the atmosphere, i mean. don't you think?”

he tries to start a conversation, with the same charming smile he uses with the customers of the club. you look at him and give him a quiet nod. agreeing silently.

“well, i assume you're still not going to talk,”—he says, rolling his lips before continuing—“are you cursed? have you become the princess who lost her voice?”

he chuckles, attempting to lighten the silence. but still not earning a response from you. You only sat there, staring at him soundlessly.

“my heart beat is increasing,” he says after minutes of no response from you. he looks up at the pink-flowered tree, his eyes gazing on the petals that fall.

“w-what?”

he turns to you, a small tint of red appearing from his cheeks as he smiles at you. he moves his hand and held it in front of his face, then turned away.

“y-you... everytime I get closer to you, my heart would beat loudly that i couldn't hear anything but it. I was suppose to be the one to bewitch women but why am i the one bewitched by you?”

he continues his confession with a flushed face, still not turning in your direction, “i-i... i tried to avoid you to stop these. but whenever you walk into the room, my eyes follow your figure—making me forget about what i was suppose to do as a host. you were just so—you became and overwhelming presence near me that made me wonder whether mythology's goddess of love and beauty should've been you. and it made me seek out help from haruhi, she just told me to be honest with you. so i—”

you feel emotions mixing inside you at his words, before holding his nape and pulling him closer to you by impulse. not letting him finish, knowing what his next words are gonna be. soon, the both of your lips slowly touched, feeling both of the warmth of each other's mouth. you let your feelings flow through the kiss, responding through actions to his interuppted confession.

at that moment, it was only you, him, a sakura kiss, in a beautiful spring. but he was still an annoying ego-centered rich idiot. this time, your annoying ego-centered rich idiot.

hello, this thing probs have lots of error and seems incomplete cince i didn't really proofread it—but, um, PLEASE DON'T HATE ME. I'LL DO BETTER!!

anyway, happy valentine's!! (⁠っ⁠˘⁠з⁠(⁠˘⁠⌣⁠˘⁠ ⁠)

[perfectlovepoison]

thots on the new junjou mix chapter (tero part)

spoilers below obviously

but first of all a summary of the tero part if anyone is interested.

this is a pretty simple chapter. it starts off with the dean saying to miyagi that he’d like to set him up with another woman (i.e. a miai, arranged marriage type thing). miyagi manages to decline him.

miyagi "I thought this would happen eventually..." -> yes, so did the readers

later on miyagi comes home and shinobu is mad with him because he heard about the miai from risako. (cue miyagi thinking: damn it risako!) miyagi clarifies that he declined and shinobu quickly calms down.

angery

shinobu mentions that he has always talked about not caring about what others think, but he also doesn’t want to be the one dragging miyagi down. miyagi says, you really love me a lot, huh. shinobu says, is it a problem if i do?

cue the shortest sex scene known to man (ahem but i’m happy it was included, bc recently there hasn’t been one for them)

like how does he carry him like this? miyagi is actually so strong

finally, afterwards, whilst shinobu is wrapped up in a blanket, he talks about how he hates beating around the bush like this, and declares that in order to get rid of this stress, he will just tell his father about their relationship.

cue miyagi going waaaait waaaait let’s slow down and discuss this first!!!! and gag end.

"I thought there were some things that you can't tell your parents. But actually, there are things that you have to tell them, because they're your parents"

Miyagi: Nnnnn?

***

my thoughts: first of all, i was just expecting some fluff so when i turned the page and the dean was there, i was like oh?!?!?!?

and then it was the arranged marriage plotline and i was like There It Is, tero finally gets their version of this plotline lmao

but it was also quashed very quickly, shinobu’s temper is basically played for laughs at this point, he’s too mature now for it to actually be a big deal. like, he knows there’s no way in hell that miyagi would actually do it. but he seems somewhat frustrated by the situation. like, we know that if they keep it a secret, they have to keep dealing with stuff like this forever (i'm like.....shinobu could be next for a miai since his father likes setting people up so much?!?!? lol)

although i dont believe that we’re immediately going to go into tero plot from the next issue (i mean i would be VERY happy if we did but…) i feel like this is kind of a flag for where the story will lead. the dean (and risako, etc?) will find out about them in the end - tbh i think it will end up being by accident before they have a chance to tell him, because nakamura sensei loves the drama, but either way…

this short chapter ended up having really big implications bc even if shinobu doesn’t reveal their relationship right away, we know his intentions now. it kinda sets the pace for the future. and its very shinobu-like to be like, this is how it is now deal with it!!!

in fact this chapter really called back to the terrorist chapter where miyagi was worried about holding shinobu back and being a burden to him, but interestingly the difference is that miyagi just worries about it all internally and is like 'should i break up with him for his own good...?' meanwhile shinobu is like 'i acknowledge the burden i am causing you but i will never break up with you' (isn't it good he's so open huuhu)

tbh, i was also really amused that the dean was trying to set miyagi up with a new person. i thought we might be leading into more of a plot where risako wants to remarry, but, not even her own father is on her side with that one lol. it’s kind of funny how involved he wants to be in miyagi’s love life. it does feel almost paternal (in a kind of meddling parent kind of way lol)

also that shinobu and risako are on good terms enough to be communicating with each other on stuff like this. is risako just like hey!!!!! did you know miyagi is going to a miai??? and shinobu is like whaaaat?????

at the same time, since risako still seems to have an interest in miyagi, she might also try to get some info from shinobu since she knows they’re living together. (though i kinda doubt that shinobu says much. i mean it already takes a lot for miyagi to get information from him lmao. imagine risako trying to find out anything)

so much food for thought just from one chapter. i really wasnt expecting it at all. i still have so many thoughts. it really reminded me why i love shinobu as a character. how did he go from seeming like the most unhinged character to seeming like the most reasonable one? he is selfish but he completely owns it. i really love him a lot.

i'm still waiting for miyagi's birthday btw

and, romantica and egoist were also cute. usagi’s picture book was a collab with yukina which is a fun bonus. they were good. (my comments are so short dgfjgdkjf)

i was surprised that there was no junjou mistake, i'm assuming because there was already umi ni nemuru hana & sekakoi & junjou mix which is already a lot of things to be dealing with but yeah. if there turned out to be a mix chapter with no terrorist i would be sad so i was like...oh

also shinobu wrapped up in a blanket (or towel? but looks more like a blanket) has improved my life

[etphonemom]

I look down at the bone, the size of an average adult human's femur. Maybe it was overlooked amongst all of the fossils, even though I don't know how. I can clearly see it's different from everything that came with it. Oh well, if it was a mistake I can at least try and find out who it belongs to.

I shrug it off and take a final gulp of water. I sit down, plant my feet firmly on the ground and meditate for a moment

I remind myself who I am. When and where I was born. How many siblings I have, my mother's favorite movie, my other mother's favorite song, all of the pets I had the blessed opportunity of caring for, I then list 5 of my firsts (I make sure none of them are the same as the previous ritual, repetition is okay but I find it's better when it's atleast not twice in a row).

This time I am absorbed in the memory of my first sleepover. It was with two of my cousins, I was 9. One of them was 13 and the other was 8. I remember trying to impress the older one by begging the 8 year old to turn off their nightlight. It backfired. I woke up in the middle of the night, thinking there was a monster in the room because I couldn't see. I wet the bed, luckily my little cousin took the blame for me the next day.

I remember my first time at an amusement park. I wet myself on the ride where you go straight up high in the sky and it drops you down super fast.

I remember the first time I was scared and didn't wet myself. I was 12, I had just changed schools in the middle of the school year. I got lost and wandered into the boy's locker room, where I felt I truly belonged but knew I wasn't safe there. I heard a few boys outside and I ran into one of the stalls. I was scared I was going to get beat up again. I counted three voices, I had no way of escape even if I caught them by surprise. I could feel my fear cause me to lose control of my bladder. I pull my pants down and sat on the toilet. This time I shat. I remember the boys being grossed out by the smell they left the bathroom immediately. I had never been so thankful for my ability to shit in my entire life.

(Don't worry, not all of these firsts are bathroom related. One first makes me think of similar ones and I tend to have a few on the same route.)

I remember my first period. I thought I was dying and I called 911. Actually... I don't want to think too much about that one. It was quite embarrassing. Luckily my parents were only mad at first when they thought I was trying to pull a prank. When they found out what was going on they were very gentle with me. I usually hate when people try to tiptoe around my feelings, but I will forever be thankful for that day. Though I'll never admit it.

And lastly, I thought about the first time I ever lived alone. (Told you they weren't all bathroom related.) It didn't last long, I begged my cousin to move in with me since we were both out of highschool. They surprisingly were on board pretty fast. I had a whole speech I planned to say to guilt them as well as convince them it was the most logical thing to do. I'm grateful my cousin waited to move out until I was ready. I'm also grateful they installed cameras at every entrance for me.

I take a few deep breaths and finally, I am ready to touch the femur. My biggest fear is seeing into another life and forgetting my own. It feels like how a dream feels real, but tenfold. And even when I snap out of it, I get confused for about 10-30 seconds. It may not seem long to the average person, but it feels like an eternity.

I shake my fears and slowly reach my arm forward.

I'm in a deep hole surrounded by dirt. I'm digging and digging. My arms are burning, my hands have blisters and they sting. I hear yelling. I look up, squinting. The sun is blinding me through my sorry attempt at shading my eyes. I see a tall silhouette. They walk around above me to the other side of the hole, blocking the sun. Intentionally. I see his face. I feel fear and disgust. I see the end and I'm almost relieved. Relieved my suffering will be no more, but I'm also scared. A fear I have never felt before in my life. He kicks some dirt in my direction, causing me to cough while also stinging my eyes.

After my tears help wash them out, I see bones in the sides of the hole I'm in, close to my knees. I would say I'm about 8-10 feet deep. I imagine how long these bones have been here. If they met the same fate as mine. I wonder if I will ever be found. If they'll ever find who did this, if they would even care. I look back up with pure hatred in my eyes. I ensure his face is scarred into my brain until the end of time. I then pray. Not necessarily to a god, I'm still not sure if I believe in one. I pray to something bigger than myself. I pray that he makes a mistake of some kind that will lead to my discovery, I pray he gets into a car accident and dies slowly, I pray he gets too drunk at a bar and starts a fight with the wrong guy. I pray for something anything, if not for me but to prevent this happening again. I pray and pray, I look up and see his shovel matching my own. He bashes my head with his. I refuse to fall so easily. After the fourth one I'm laying on my side. Still slightly lucid. I continue to pray. I feel the dirt cover my face. I feel my lungs fighting the uninvited guest. After a long and excruciating minute or so, I awake.

I'm gasping for air, Lila is splashing water on my face, shaking me. I feel my pants get warm but I don't care. It's not due to my fear and lack of control. This is someone else's fear. Her prayer worked in a way she wouldn't have imagined. Whoever that piece of shit was buried her at what eventually became an archaeological site. And the discoveries at that site eventually brought her to me. And his face is scarred into my brain, I allow it. I grab a pencil and paper near me, leaving Lila dumbfounded. I probably look crazy but I don't care. I make a rough sketch of his face.

After I am satisfied with my drawing I sit back and think. Where are the rest of her bones? Was she actually buried at the site this was brought from? Who put this there? Was someone hoping I'd be the one to find it? Only a small group of people know about my gift... Those who do know are aware that I refuse to touch dead humans. Maybe they thought if they asked me directly I'd say no. Did they assume I wouldn't have been able to differentiate a human bone from a fossil? I can't truly blame them for trying to trick me. I knew it was human and I still touched it.

"Lila, where and who did this batch come from? And can you take over my responsibilities for a few days? I will make sure you are paid well for it. I have something I need to do."

That motherfucker looked young, how much you want to bet he's still alive. If I am the answer to that poor girl's prayer then he should be. And I'm gonna make him pay.

I selfishly wish I could go back in time before I touched it. Maybe bring it to the police, my curiosity got the best of me. I've felt another living being's pain and suffering before but it was usually due to natural causes, or the food chain. I've never felt suffering at the hands of a sadistic prick. I'll never be able to forget that feeling. I'll make sure he doesn't either.

You’ve always had the gift; touching the dead you live their last moments through their eyes. As a paleontologist, it helped you recreate scenes from by-gone eras in astonishing detail. However, this time, you wish you hadn’t touched the fossil.

[hypotheticallyimmortal]

So idk what this is really, just like the other day I had the thought of like a character that died and like continued to be conscious despite it and was like "Oh. I appear to be dead." Like I thought it'd be kinda funny conceptually just as a fun goofy thing to like think about.

And anyway, these are just like idk (what's like the writing equivalent of a doodle? like is there a word for that? idk), but yeah so just kinda having fun with writing kinda like an interior monologue-ish stream of consciousness almost kind of thing

Well theres two of them (no connection between the two just different ideas), and anyway I thought they were kinda fun so I thought I'd share them here lmao

anyway this was just for fun and intentionally are a bit silly so yeah idk, I hope it's vaguely amusing for you at least

like to note there's just a small amount of horror vibes bc I like horror but nothing too dramatic, I think idk

This one has a more comedic tone

(well it's actually a bit longer but I'll just include the highlights)

Have you ever felt like the world is weighing you down? Compressing you until there's nothing left? Expectations and obligations pilled above you like a collapsing building? Or like you're deep underground? No light and only a false promise that you might be saved? Or like a mannequin or puppet, trying your best but really just knowing you're not cut out for it… Well, anyway, this isn't that. Like I get that, me too. All the time. But, I appear to literally be buried in a ditch that has been hastily covered with soil. At this current moment I mean. Like talk about a pathetic murder, right? Like if you're going to kill me… like… try harder to not get caught. Jesus Christ. I can only die once and you ruined it. Congratulations.

…

Oh good, someone has found me, I'm getting dug up. I hope I'm not a bad looking corpse. Like if there's one good thing about dying at 25, at least I've got my beauty still… right? Right? I don't think my face was damaged? The knife in my chest is a bit of a downer, but… You know what they say… Live fast, die young, bad girls do it- wait no… Live fast, die young, leave a beautiful corpse… Or something… I bet I'd make a hot frankenstein's monster. I feel like I should be questioning my sanity right now, but working on myself seems redundant at this point. Oh I see light. Sunlight, my beloved. Wait IS THAT A FUCKING DOG, DO NOT BITE ME. DO NOT. Oh thank- Oh, and there's the scream. So, I'm getting… not a pretty corpse? Or just shocked about the corpse thing? Either way… Depressing.

…

Hey, dog walker! I can blink over here. Blin- oh no they were just twitching weren't they… I am so fucked. Like I don't even really care about the guy that killed me… But... Wait… This is a free vacation. Time for my unhinged corpse girl summer. Unhinged nonbinary corpse summer. Unhinged mind stuck inside a decaying body… forever… summer…

...

I refuse to believe that I'll still be conscious after my body has been cremated. So it should be possible to get out of this place sooner. Yeah, so, this is just like trying to get out of bed in the morning. I don't wanna get out until I'm forced out by the alarm. But… I'm going to go mad stuck in here. Like, the being dead thing is already quite the blow… I don't think I'm going to cope well with the isolation… Like I'm already talking to myself… or you… haha… :) You seem cool haha, wanna like get out of he- I'm joking. Mostly. HEY ANYONE. I'M STUCK IN HERE. ANY PSYCHOPOMPS? AY YO GOD? We've not always been on the best of terms, but you still love me, right? Riiiiighhhhttt? Okay, yeah, I'm not calling to the other one. I have some standards at least. Ethel Cain was right. God doesn't love me enough to save me. Ruh roh raggy, can't magical thinking my way out of this one. Thanks therapy. All those BREATHING EXERCISES are doing wonders right now. You know, with my LUNGS.

...

YOOOOOO SCORE! I AM A HOT CORPSE. Like shame I'm about to be cremated -which will ruin my face- but honestly, I prefer this to the alternative -my face slowly rotting- so… Has anyone ever told you that funeral homes are depressing? Like stop crying, just because I am better at dying than all of you… I really feel like this would be a good time for my delusions of grandeur to start acting out but like in reality, like when has a bit of chunnibyou ever hurt anyone… Sooo… I'm waiting… Reincarnation? Timeloop? Regression to the past? Isekai? Posthumous deification? God randomly talking to me? Yeah... no

...

So there goes my hot body… FUCKKKKkkk I am so glad I don't have any functional nerves.

…

Thinking about it, how was I able to see earlier? Wait, where am I? This is freaky as hell… I hope this isn't actually hell. Not any brimstone so… I'm probably fine… But… I am slightly concerned by the way the walls seem to be made of decaying meat.-

This one is just ever so slightly more macarbre

It's so quiet the silence seems to be choking out my thoughts. Everything, my body, is wrong, but, I don't seem to feel any pain. Strange. Am I still conscious? Why can't I see? And, why can't I breathe? Was that a wince, or a gasp? Maybe both? A spasm, a convulsion, or twitch perhaps? Is that a bell ringing? Suddenly? Why is it so dreadfully loud? Drowning. I'm drowning. Why can't I breathe I can't breathe Another convulsion. I force my lungs clear. A violent motion that sends a splatter of half-congealed blood up my throat. It's stuck part way, like a string of melted cheese. Is this how I'm going to die? Choking on my own blood? With ruptured lungs, and drowning in my own bodily fluids? Deep brea- A choke, and an uncomfortable dry swallow. It sends sticky granulated sludge down my oesophagus. A moment. A second. A minute. I'm not breathing. It seems, I appear to be dead. Already.

[femininefutbol]

mascot

transferred/modified from my wattpad

prompt: your daughter eloise is a player mascot for lucy bronze

word count: 4.6k

-

"Mum i'm nervous, what if I mess up or if I don't like the player I'm given or if it goes so horribly I have to quit playing football" your daughter Eloise rambles as the two of you prepare to head off for the England versus Austria game.

"Eloise" you sigh, knowing your daughter has way too much anxiety for such a young kid and on top of that she is a little bit dramatic.

"Yes mum?" Eloise asks innocently.

"Do you know how to hold someone's hand, walk across a football pitch and stand still?" you ask sincerely.

"Of course I do that stuff is easy" Eloise replies in a 'duh' tone.

"Perfect so you will not mess up. Next thing, who in the England squad do you not like?"

"No one! I love them all so much" Eloise smiles brightly.

"Okay there we go so there is no way you won't like the player you are given" you inform your child, Eloise looks deep in thought for a moment before smiling again.

"Oh okay you are right mum, I'd be happy to walk on with anyone"

"See, now last thing, even if you completely mess up, which you won't… And then for some very weird reason it means you have to quit playing football here in England... You and I will come home tonight, pack up all our belongings, move to a country where no one knows us, change our names to Bob and Steve and you can start playing again in the new country, sound good?" you ask in a completely serious tone.

Eloise just laughs at you, "that is so ridiculous mum"

"Oh i'm the one being ridiculous am i?" you ask as you tickle Eloise, picking her up and walking towards the door so you can leave.

"Mum, you don't have to carry me, I'm six, I’m a big girl, and I should be practising my walking" Eloise whines.

"Nope, wouldn't want your little legs getting tired, you might go to walk on the pitch and they'll fall off, leaving your body cut in half in the middle of the field and then everyone will get mad at you because they have to delay kick off" you joke.

"Yeah okay you can carry me forever, that's a new fear unlocked" Eloise informs you sincerely, having taken the time to consider it as a real possibility. 

"I promise you that will not happen" you kiss the top of Eloise's head placing her in the back of the car.

"If it does you are taking the blame"

"Fine if that happens I will definitely take blame for it" you laugh lightly knowing that rather than anything bad happening, your daughter is going to have the time of her life being a player mascot.

-

Eloise waits nervously for the players to line up, she knows she shouldn't be nervous but she really is.

"Looks like you're stuck with me" Lucy smiles at the cute little girl waiting.

"Oh my god, my mum was right" Eloise remarks, amazed that her day has not yet fallen to pieces. 

"What was your mum right about sweetie?" Lucy asks, leaning down to be the same height as the small girl.

"Well she said I'd like whatever player I got paired with and she was right because you are my favourite player, and my mum’s too actually, she says your ‘attractivate’, but she also said that my legs will fall off and that her and I will move countries and be named Bob and Steve so i'm not sure she's right about everything you know?" Eloise rambles to Lucy.

"Your mum says I'm ‘attractivate’? do you mean attractive?" Lucy chuckles slightly, amused at the cute little girl in front of her.

"Ohhh yeah that one for sure, she says it all the time, like you aren't even attractive you are a defender, I’m not even sure what position attractive is but it's sure not the one you play" Eloise informs Lucy.

"Yeah you are right, what's your name sweetie?" Lucy asks the girl.

"My name is Eloise and my mum's name is (Y/N), I know you didn't ask but it's only polite since we have been talking about her this entire time. We shouldn't have been, I could have been spending this time telling you that I'm going to be a defender just like you one day"

"Well Eloise how about you tell your mum, that after the game I will come and talk to you two and then you can tell me all about how you are going to be a defender, sound good?" Lucy asks, standing up straight and grabbing onto the girls hand getting ready to walk onto the pitch.

"Okay I can do that, but we better talk about me because I think you already know too much about my mum and not enough about me" Eloise informs Lucy seriously.

"I think I can work with that, now let's do this" Lucy smiles at the young girl before the team makes their way onto the pitch.

-

"Aww look at my precious baby" you smile as Eloise and the rest of the mascots make their way back to the section where their parents are all sitting.

"Mum stop you are embarrassing me" Eloise groans.

"No can do Ellie! I'm so proud of you for not having your limbs fall off, seriously I'm very impressed" you remark.

"Well thank you! Also Lucy said she's going to talk to us after the game" Eloise smiles at you. 

"How did you get her to agree to that?" you ask your daughter, confused.

"Well you see, I was talking to her and then I told her that you said she is ‘attractivate’ and I told her that you are obviously wrong because she's a defender and then we had to go out so I said we shouldn't have been talking about you the entire time because I am the mascot and not you and then she told me to tell you that she will come over to us after the game so that she can actually talk to me about me" Eloise explains in one breath, almost passing out at the end due to how much she is rambling.

"Okay we need you to stop rambling and Eloise I thought it went without saying that you don't tell football players that I have crushes on them" you sigh.

"But mum! I didn't tell her you have a crush, I said that you said she is ‘attractivate’, that's different" Eloise whines, not understanding your issue with what was said.

"Ellie baby, you meant to say that I think she is attractive and that-"

"Oh yeah Lucy said it was that one instead" Eloise cuts you off.

"Okay so attractive basically means beautiful and you telling Lucy I think she is beautiful is basically you telling her that I have a crush on her" you explain to your daughter.

"Ohhhh okay so I also can't tell football players that you think they are ‘attractivate’?" Eloise asks curiously.

"I'd very much prefer it if you didn't"

"Okay got it, I won't do it again I promise" Eloise says, giving you her best puppy eyes as a way of apologising.

"Thank you baby, now let's watch the game"

-

"Ooo Lucy is coming over, do I look pretty?" Eloise asks while playing with her hair.

"You are six years old Ellie, why would you have to look pretty for Lucy Bronze?" you ask, wondering what the hell has gotten into your daughter.

"What's this I hear about needing to look pretty for Lucy Bronze?" Lucy asks, having made a beeline for the mother and daughter duo.

"My mum said she wanted to look pretty for you" Eloise smiles cheekily.

"Eloise!"

"Okay she didn't say that I'm sorry, she's already pretty so if you don't like her that's your bad" Eloise continues.

"That's enough of you" you cover Eloise's mouth, "sorry about her, she's a bit of an eccentric kid" you explain to Lucy.

"Yeah I worked that out already" Lucy chuckles, taking a moment to look at you properly for the first time, realising how gorgeous you are.

"Mmmm" Eloise mumbles her mouth still covered by your hand, you uncover her mouth allowing her to speak again, "mum no disrespect but Lucy said she was going to talk to me about being a defender so you need to shhh please"

You laugh at your daughter, "yes ma'am I'll be over here in the corner" you state, taking a seat and allowing Eloise and Lucy to talk football.

"Can we mum?" you hear your daughter call for you and snap out of the daze you were in.

"Can we what?"

"You never listen to me" Eloise whines, "Lucy said she wants to invite us to the Lionesses training that's happening in a few days" Eloise explains to you.

"I don't know Ellie, the Euros are still happening so I'm sure the Lionesses training is really important, we shouldn't interrupt them" you explain to Eloise.

"No it would really be fine, it’s an open training, anyone is welcome and I’d be happy to see you both again" Lucy informs you, trying to convince you to allow Eloise to attend the training session so she can have the opportunity to see you again.

"Okay well when you say it like that I'd be a horrible mum if I said no, sure Ellie we can go" you smile at the two excited footballers.

"It'll be nice to see you again, maybe I'll actually be able to talk to you next time, what's your number so I can send you the details?" Lucy asks you, making a clear effort to flirt with you.

You and Lucy exchange details and bid each other farewell, all while Eloise continually attempts to interrupt, not wanting to be left out of the conversation.

"Alright, bye Ellie, bye (Y/N/N), see you on Monday" Lucy smiles waving to the two od you.

"Mum, she called you (Y/N/N) and you didn't yell at her" Eloise informs you in a confused tone .

"It would be rude to yell at a professional footballer, Ellie, I was just being polite" you tell your daughter.

"I don't believe you, you let her do it because you like her" Eloise giggles, skipping out of the stadium.

"Whatever you say Ellie" you roll her eyes, following closely behind your daughter, not wanting the small girl to get lost.

-

"Mum I'm nervous again" Eloise informs you as you are driving to St George Park, the training ground of the Lionesses.

"You are always nervous Eloise, but don't be because we are here now so we don't have time to indulge in your ideas about how you are going to accidentally trip and bite someone" you laugh a little, knowing it is not out of the realm of possibility for your daughter to create a scenario like that in her head.

"Well I wasn't imagining that but now I am so thanks" Eloise sighs dramatically.

"Come on you, wouldn't want to be late" you state as you open the car door for Eloise, leading the way to the entrance of the training facility.

"Are you sure we are going the right way? what if we get lost" Eloise asks.

"Well if we are going the wrong way then so is Lucy" you point out Lucy who is a it the front of the entrance greeting the young footballers as they walk in.

Eloise looks up, spotting Lucy, she immediately drops your hand and sprints towards Lucy, excited to see the defender again.

"Lucy!" Eloise yells excitedly, hugging Lucy tightly before you are able to catch up and inform her that she shouldn't initiate physical contact without asking first.

"Ellie, hey!" Lucy replies to the small child in the same tone, "and hey (Y/N), it's great that you could make it" Lucy smiles at you.

"Hey Lucy, thank you again for inviting us, we'll just head in and see you in there?" you ask Lucy.

"Ahh actually I was waiting out here for you guys, I wanted to make a good impression" Lucy informs you, a nervous laugh escaping her lips.

"Aww that's very sweet and extremely helpful since Ellie didn't trust me with the directions even though I promised her that you told me where to go" Lucy laughs and Eloise whines slightly, embarrassed that you called her out infront of her idol.

"Well let's head in, I'm sure this training will be super exciting" Lucy smiles at Eloise, taking her hand and leading her into the training centre.

-

"Wasn’t it so cool to watch the girls train?" you ask your daughter, ruffling her hair as the training session has just ended.

"Mum stop you are embarrassing me" Eloise whines.

"I'm too cool to be embarrassing"

"Yeah Ellie your mum is too cool to be embarrassing" Lucy chuckles, having made her way over to the mother-daughter duo.

"Lucy you are supposed to be on my side, we have worked together and now you are taking my mum’s side, not cool" Eloise informs the defender dramatically before walking off to talk to some of the friends she made.

"Sorry about her" you apologise for your daughters sassy behaviour.

"No don't apologise, she's a great kid, definitely a lot of personality"

"Yeah personality" you roll your eyes.

"So I actually wanted to ask you something" Lucy states, suddenly fidgeting.

"Yeah of course, ask away" you smile sweetly.

"I was wondering if you wanted to go get coffee with me? Like ahh as a date" Lucy asks.

"Yeah I'd love to, although I have to inform you that I'll probably be required to bring the demon child along. It's just her and I so unless we tie her up outside like a dog she'll have to sit with us" you joke, your sarcasm making lucy smile.

"Well I could bring along my dog Narla's leash but I'd be more than happy for her to sit with us, she's a cool kid" Lucy jokes back.

"Sounds good, text me Bronze, we'll work something out" you state while walking away to find where Eloise had gotten to, leaving Lucy standing alone smiling.

"What's got you standing here smiling like a creep?" Jordan comes up behind Lucy.

"You see the woman over there with the little girl?" Lucy asks her best friend.

"Yeah I've got eyes" Jordan informs Lucy.

"Well I asked her on a date and she agreed" the smile makes its way back onto Lucy's face.

"Oooo you're gonna be a stepmum" Jordan states loudly, making a few heads turn, luckily not yours as you are out of earshot already.

"God could that mouth be any bigger?" Lucy covers Jordan's mouth, walking with her back towards the rest of the Lionesses, "also I don't know about becoming a stepmum I only asked her on a date, not for her hand in marriage, so let's slow down"

"But you do know that if things become serious then you will have to become some sort of parent right?" Jordan asks seriously.

"Yeah I know, I mean I think I'd be happy to, I met her daughter before I met her and she seems like a super great kid" Lucy ponders becoming a parental figure in Eloise's life, it's definitely something she'd be happy to do if it comes to it.

"Awww that's so cute mummy Lucy" Jordan laughs.

-

"Hey you" you smile taking a seat across from Lucy.

"Hey yourself, where's your mini-me?" Lucy asks immediately, noticing that Eloise isn't with you.

"Oh I actually left her with a friend, I know I said I'd probably have to bring her but if this is a real date, which I hope it is, then I wanted to be able to get to know you properly" this makes Lucy blush slightly, knowing that you genuinely want to get to know her and that you are on a real date.

"That makes sense, although I feel like I now owe her a cafe date otherwise it's a bit unfair" Lucy flashes a smile, indicating to you that she is interested in becoming involved in both yours and your daughter's life.

"Oh absolutely, I had to lie to her about where I was going so she didn't get jealous" you laughs slightly, a confused look crosses Lucy's face, this causes you to backtrack, "that sounds bad, I only lied to her because she is really fond of you and would probably throw a fit if she knew I was meeting up with you and she couldn't come" you explain.

"No you're all good, I understand what you mean. I just wasn't sure if you meant you were lying about seeing me or lying about dating but your explanation makes sense" Lucy smiles, grabbing your hands from across the table rubbing her thumb on your hand to calm you down.

"Well if I'm being honest I also did not inform her that it was a date, only because I've never really dated anyone while I’ve had her in my life and I want to see where this will go before I actually tell her" you explain, slightly digging a hole for yourself with all your over-explanations.

"You're fine love, it's fine, there's no need for nervousness or over-explanations" Lucy informs you, attempting to assure you that everything is okay.

"Not to change the topic or anything but I think we should order because the owner is glaring at us and I can only assume it's because we are taking up a table and haven't ordered" you state, almost jumping out of your seat with how ready you are to change the subject.

"Maybe he's just homophobic" Lucy whispers to you as she catches up to you, both of you making your way towards to counter.

"Should we make out in-front of him to see?" you joke, this makes Lucy laugh wildly.

"Maybe next time"

-

"Are you sure you have time for all these dates?" you ask as you cuddle up to Lucy on your couch.

You have again shipped Eloise off to a friend's house and invited Lucy to stay the night, an invitation the brunette could not pass up.

"I wouldn't be here if I couldn't be, I just have to sneak out really early like a booty call would" Lucy chuckles.

"I can get up in the morning and drive you if you'd like?" you ask happily, wanting to be able to spend as much time with Lucy as possible.

"If you can it would be nice but I don't want to put you out" Lucy wraps her arms around you, moving you so that you are straddling her waist.

"It would be my pleasure" you whisper, leaning down to give Lucy a quick peak.

Lucy takes it further grabbing the bottom of your shirt an indication that she wants to take it off you. She swiftly pulls your shirt over your head, leaving you in a bralette. The two of you don't do anything further than making out and feeling each other's bodies, but it's enough for each of you to feel extremely happy with the way your relationship is progressing.

The two of you end up falling asleep on the couch together, neither of you having the energy to move to your bedroom for the night. 

"Hmm" you mumble as you are awoken by movement from under you.

"Sorry love, you can go back to sleep, I'm just getting up to get ready to go" Lucy informs you but you only half take it in as you are extremely tired.

"Nooo I said I was going to take you" you barely manage to finish your sentence as you almost fall asleep again.

"I know, I'll wake you when I’m ready to leave but I need to shower and get dressed okay?" Lucy asks the basically sleeping figure.

"So I have to drive you around looking like a sleepy mess?" you try to ask pointedly while still not even having her eyes open.

"You look beautiful always and anyway no one will see you" Lucy reassures you, quickly kissing your forehead and making her way to the bathroom.

-

"Mum" Eloise speaks carefully, you two had been sitting on the couch with a football match playing in the background.

"Yeah what's up?" you ask, not looking up from your phone as you are busy texting a certain brunette.

"Why are things changing?" Eloise asks anxiously, this causes your head to snap in her direction, not expecting such a loaded question from the six year old.

"What is changing Ellie?" you put your phone down, giving your full attention to your daughter.

"Us" Eloise speaks sadly, "it used to be just me and you always but now you are on your phone a lot laughing and instead of us hanging out I always have to stay with other people when you go out" Eloise explains, quite eloquently for a six year old.

"Yeah I know what you mean Ellie and I'm sorry, I’m going to be honest with you because I know you are such a smart young girl" you inform Eloise which makes her smile due to the praise. "I've been dating someone, it's very new and obviously I've never done it before so I just don't want to introduce you to her just for her to not stick around. So instead I've been keeping it very private but I can see that it is changing the way we are as a family so how about I introduce you to her? Do you think that sounds good?" you ask, hoping that you are doing the right thing for you, your daughter and for your potential relationship.

"Okay, I have a question though'' Eloise speaks confidently, no longer upset or worried about your recent odd behaviour.

"Ask away kiddo"

"Does she like football?" Eloise asks sincerely, you know it's a sincere question as well, Eloise would likely not approve of any woman you were dating if she didn't like football.

"She definitely does" you smirk slightly.

"Good, I will meet her then'' Eloise informs you, suddenly moving where she is sitting on the couch and jumping into your arms.

"I'm really excited for you to meet her Ellie" you cuddle your daughter tightly.

-

"Mum I thought we were meeting your girlfriend, why are we at Wembley?" Eloise asks you. 

"Firstly she isn't my girlfriend so don't go around saying that, we are just dating for now nothing official and we are going to see her here"

"Ooo is she going to sit with us and watch the game?" Eloise's inquisitive nature takes over.

"Not quite, we are going to see her after the game" you inform your daughter, attempting to not give away who you are actually dating.

"Ohhh does she work here?"

"Yeah something like that" you smile, while the two of you make your way to the family and friends section of the stadium.

"Hi, you must be (Y/N)'' Diane, Lucy's mother smiles kindly as you take your seat next to her.

"Yeah I am, and you must be Diane, I’ve heard a lot of great things about you" you politely respond.

"Mum, who's that?" Eloise whispers to you, although she hasn't exactly caught on to how whispering works so instead of only you hearing the entire Bronze family does as well.

"She's a friend of mine" you reply, giving Diane a look that suggests that the young child does not yet know about the relationships between herself and Diane's daughter.

"Mum you don't have any friends" Eloise replies seriously.

"Well Diane is sitting right next to me and she said hi to me so I think she is my friend" you reason with your daughter.

"You told me that if people I don't know say hi to me that I shouldn't reply" this causes Diane and the rest of the Bronze family to laugh at the small girl.

"Listen I know Diane and she is my friend so you can talk to her okay" you reassure Eloise.

"Okay" Eloise replies seriously, she climbs onto your lap and starts a conversation with Diane, "do you like football?"

"I definitely do" Diane smiles at the cute child.

"That's good, okay who are you supporting today? The Lionesses or the Netherlands?" she asks seriously, you giggle slightly, knowing the answer will determine how your daughter feels about the older woman.

"It would probably upset a few people if I didn't go for the Lionesses, especially my daughter who is playing for them" Diane informs the child.

"Your daughter plays for the Lionesses? That's so cool, who is she? Can I meet her? You know I want to play for the Lionesses in the future" Eloise rambles quickly.

"Calm down Ellie you might explode" you cover your daughters mouth gently to stop her from talking so much. “We still have to work on that rambling” 

"My daughter is Lucy Bronze and I'm sure she'd be happy to meet you after the game, although she might not be very happy if they don't win" Diane informs the small child.

"Oh I've already met Lucy'' Eloise states defeatedly, wanting to meet a different member of the Lionesses.

"Eloise!" you speak harshly, surprised at the way your daughter reacted.

"Sorry" Eloise whines, "I'd love to meet Lucy again, I just thought I’d get to meet someone else"

"You're fine darling" Diane responds, already taking on a grandmotherly role with the young child.

"Can I sit with you to watch?" Eloise asks Diane.

Diane smiles excitedly, "of course you can". the two end up watching the game together, Eloise in Diane's arms, the two talking and bonding the entire time.

-

"And your winners of the 2022 Euros, the England Lionesses" an announcer is heard throughout the stadium as cheers follow, the team lifts the trophy and Eloise excitedly cheers with Diane.

"Mum, are we going to meet your girlfriend soon?" Eloise asks after the excitement wears off.

"Ellie I already said she isn't my girlfriend yet but yes you will meet her soon, just be patient okay?"

"Here she is!" Diane yells excitedly as her daughter makes her way over to the family and friends section.

"Hey everyone" Lucy smiles happily, she greets her family thanking them all for coming, when she gets to you she quickly kisses you on the cheek, hoping to avoid anyone catching the interaction, "and hey you, thank you so much for coming, it means the world" Lucy cuddles into you, the interaction easily being able to be disguised as a friendly one.

"Oh my god, mum, is Lucy your girlfriend?" Eloise asks loudly.

Before you are able to inform Eloise for the umpteenth time that you are not girlfriends, Lucy says, "I'd love it if I was" you stand in shock at Lucy's comment. "So would you like to be my girlfriend (Y/N)?" Lucy asks properly this time.

"I'd love to" you smile widely, hugging Lucy again.

"So cool, Lucy Bronze is my mum's girlfriend" eloise interrupts the moment making all the adults laugh.

"Hey Ellie, how would you like to walk on the pitch with me? You can even wear my medal” Lucy offers the child to which the young girl agrees almost instantaneously.

"You two will make a great couple" Diane informs you.

"I hope so" you reply, watching Lucy carry Eloise on her shoulders, the two laughing as they make their way over to the group of Lionesses who are on the pitch celebrating.

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What's truly amusing is what Max writes in her journal if she refused to kiss Chloe.

I would have, but I didn't like being dared like it was some big deal. Maybe I am scared. Of what? I think I'm too young for marriage. And Chloe and I might kill each other.

That's a rather odd thought. I'm too young for marriage. (The "And Chloe and I might kill each other" line is also very interesting... is Max afraid they'd be one of those couples who'd fight all the time? Or... was she hinting at the unbridled passion that woke in her heart at the thought of kissing her and afraid they'd not stop with one kiss?)

The very next line whether you kiss her or not is:

Besides, I think Chloe sees Rachel Amber in her future...

Max, whether or not she kisses Chloe, very much thinks Chloe is still in love with Rachel (and she's right).

The next time she talks about kissing is when she returns from the William Lives timeline:

I've never been so glad to see Chloe in my life. The second I saw her blue hair and that beautiful pissed off face, I kind of regretted not kissing her when she double dared me. Maybe if she had double dog dared me...

Max never finishes thinking about that dare and the missed opportunity to kissing her. (If you did have Max kiss her, she comments on wanting to kiss her again.)

The primary difference comes with the ending Journal comments. Max writes this if she didn't kiss Chloe:

How could this not be some kind of fate or destiny? Even though we're opposites in so many ways, we're also so alike. We'll always be pirates in spirit and we'll always want to take on the world... I like to think Chloe and I are here to always support each other. Best friends forever, right?

Also:

Chloe will always be my best friend, but who knows how she really sees me? I know she wasn't mad I didn't kiss her... I feel like we're more family than couple... just a couple of dorky kids who grew up in a fucked up, amazing world... Maybe that's why I hated watching Chloe being so cruel in the nightmare, calling me names and trying to hurt me... I was surprised that it was like a physical pain in my heart. Is that the power of love... or friendship? I believe you're about to find out, Max Caulfield.

Compare it to Max having kissed Chloe:

How could this not be some kind of fate or destiny? Even though we're opposites in so many ways, we're also so alike. We'll always be pirates in spirit and we'll always want to take on the world... It sounds so stupid to say that she's my hero, but if not her, who else? Sometimes Chloe and I feel like yin and yang. Who knows? Maybe we're here to give each other strength... or more.

Also:

Chloe is more than my best friend, but who knows how she really sees me? She did dare me to kiss her, but she seemed surprised that I actually did. I am too, but I don't regret it for a second. Maybe that's why I hated watching Chloe being so cruel in the nightmare, calling me names and flirting with all those people... I was surprised that it was like a physical pain in my heart. Is that the power of friendship... or love? I believe you're about to find out, Max Caulfield.

Essentially... the Max who doesn't kiss Chloe initially ends up thinking of her as a best friend but maybe more? Maybe? Not sure. And the Max who did kiss Chloe is basically ready to start dating.

I would like to apologize for having the audacity to analyze the “don’t kiss Chloe” option during pride month. My excuse is that I forgot to post this draft in May. 

If Max rejects the kiss she doesn’t outright reject Chloe. Instead, she says that it’s “not that easy” to get a kiss from her. I feel like this could be read in three different ways with various degrees of Pricefield interpretations. 

A: Max wants to refuse, but doesn’t want to hurt Chloe’s feelings by turning her down. So instead, she plays it off like a joke to not risk hurting their friendship.  This is the analyzation I find this the least likely option because it contradicts Max’s huge character flaw of “putting her foot in her mouth,” but it’s worth mentioning since I think the scene can be read that way. 

B: Max wouldn’t be opposed to kissing Chloe, but not during an “easy” moment like a dare. 

C: Max is misreading the situation, which is why she doesn’t reject Chloe in a serious way or positively acknowledge her feeling. She doesn’t see a dare as being serious. She thinks she’s rejecting a playful game, while Chloe’s reaction to her saying “no” indicates that it was more than that and she’s slightly disappointed by the rejection. 

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[darknessisafriend]

hi love your writing!! could i request a comfort imagine where reader has bad insomnia and has trouble getting to sleep and staying asleep with commodus, arthur, and joe ?? thanks so much :D !

Hi ! Thanks for your request and your kind words! It was pretty inspiring since I have a bit of insomnia as well lately and they are my comfort characters😊 (also caught covid in the meantime)

As you will notice, I only posted the part of Commodus for now, the main reason being I'd like to take more time for Arthur and Joe since I haven't written them in a while and I'm less familiar with them than I am with Commodus. So, do check this often you will have updates with there parts <3

Commodus

It was the middle of the night, closer to dawn actually. It had been a sleepless night again for Commodus. He had been working on his next plan to tackle poverty in Rome, he hadn’t seen the hours pass by and had been too focused to think of sleeping. Now that his problem was solved, he headed back to your chambers, an oil lamp in one hand and a draft paper of his in the other, reading it as he walked through the dark and fresh corridors of your villa in Ostia. He had expected to find you deeply asleep as he entered your chambers as quietly as he could, but he quickly noticed you turning over again and again in the sheets.

“Y/N?” he asked, putting his paper aside and placing the lamp in the nightstand “Are you feeling unwell?” he sat on the bed, putting his hand your shoulder as you turned around to face him. It was obvious by the look on your face and the bags beneath your eyes that you were tired.

“I can’t really sleep…when you are not here with me..” You sighed, taking his hand and kissing his palm. You had suffered from insomnia for many years, it had thankfully stopped when you married him and yet each time he ended up falling asleep in his study, you wouldn’t be able to find sleep once again.

“Why is that? Usually, you hardly have any trouble to fall asleep.” He asked, as always, he was very observative, especially of those closest to him.

“I just…ended up worrying. About things.” You answered, looking down and blushing in embarrassment.

“What worries you? You know you can speak to me freely Y/N.” he answered, looking at you intensely, his thumb caressing your cheek. Commodus was a man who didn’t like to be kept in ignorance; besides he had some remains of his past paranoia.

“About you, my love.” You admitted with a sigh. “I see you working so hard and yet men conspire just for power and not for the good of our people...” you murmured, you always were and always will be his first support. The young emperor smiled, taking off his shoes and then his tunic to join you in bed, pulling you into the most comforting hug.

“It has been more than a year since the last attempt against me has been committed. The traitors have been punished; the greedy senators replaced by true men of the people. The people love me like a god. You have nothing to worry about, my love.”  He explained calmly with an amused smile, he had everything to feel invincible lately. He chuckled “I remember the time when I was the one having insomnia. My sister dealt with it by giving me all sorts of potions while you did what I truly needed, loved me…listened to me.” His hand gently stroked your arm, a way to lull you to sleep.

“I don’t want to waste y-…” you tried to protest, not wanting to feel like a weight.

“You don’t. Rome may seem to be the most important to my eyes but that is not true. You are Y/N. I would put an end to everything for you.” He cut you off, the hint of madness was never far from him. “You are part of my dream, A dream that I don’t want to cease. All is done for the good of our people and for us.” He cupped your face to make you look at him in the eyes “I want you to rule by my side forever, as Emperors of Rome or Emperors of our life together.” He said passionately, capturing your lips for a kiss, so strong that it could only make your worries vanish away.  “I promise you Y/N I won’t leave you to sleep alone again.” He murmured, he felt truly honored to have this peaceful effect on your mind and he would cherish it. Slowly you closed your eyes, yes, how much better you felt now that he was here with you.  

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[okayeojin]

 12. there was a big party at some people’s house and we wake up in the same bed together, what happened? [with hyunjin]

➢ word count: 4.3k

➢ ((❁)) implied suggestive :: ((💌)) minimum fluff tbh

[female reader]

warnings: mentions of alcohol, getting drunk, no angst but there's a little argument, mention of hickeys. the character portrayed in this story does not reflect in any way the person of kim hyunjin, and it does not reflect the way i think of her. it is purely fictional and created for entertainment purposes.

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"hi please, don't touch that!" you yelled with a fake condescending smile on your face, bringing your hands together to avoid strangling the stranger in front of you. they gave you the dumbest look, already messed up because of the alcohol.

"those are my grandma's ashes, now back off" you said while shoving them away, grabbing the tiny vase - which actually didn't contain anyone's ashes but it was still something dear to you and you would rather avoid it getting smashed by drunken college students.

"once i get her, i swear i'm gonna-" you complained to yourself, scoffing loudly whenever people clumsily bumped into you as you were making your way towards your bedroom, that you wisely decided to lock before the hoard of people invaded your dorm.

you swiftly took the key out of the pocket of your hoodie and slid it into the lock without hesitation, turning it to the side and...

"y/n!" you heard your name being called from behind you, slightly in the distance, very much drowned by the sound of the music. you closed your eyes in annoyance and inhaled deeply, before locking the door again and shoving the key back in your pocket.

"yes?" you turned around smiling not-at-all-genuinely. the long dark haired girl in front of you stopped in her tracks for a second, carefully taking in your mood, which she could tell wasn't very excited about the sudden party your roommate decided to throw.

"i came to see how you were doing" she mumbled, "i guess not good still, yeah?" she then asked, hand shyly reaching the back of her neck embarrassed by her obvious statement, looking at you apologetically. "no yeah, heejin, i’m not that good, i’m trying to lock as much of my stuff to safety because-" you interrupted yourself to chuckle nervously "there's like 30 people i don't know in my dorm, and they're all touching around! this is making me sick" you sighed while resting your back against the door, slowly losing the last bit of patience you had. which was surprising, because you were nearly 100% sure you had already lost it all.

"i can help you" heejin hesitantly suggested, placing one hand on your shoulder in reassurance. "if you want to, i guess" you replied rather exhausted, your head pounding because of the music and your hand coming up to cover your eyes, thumb and middle fingers drawing small circles on each temple to find some sort of relief.

"but i have to tell you, you can't be mad at her forever..." you heard heejin whisper, which made you move your fingers just enough to reveal your eyes and flash the most menacing glare at her, who shuddered at the sight and patted your back lightly while giggling nervously before taking her hand off you.

"maybe not" you said in response to her statement, "but i will be mad at her now" you finished before unlocking your bedroom door and opening it just enough to allow you to slide inside, slamming it shut and bumping your back against it. i am not lame. the words echoing in your head were just irritating you even more than you already were, and the amused, flirtatious -??- look hyunjin gave you when she said it was still getting on your nerves.

“just enjoy the party, she says” you began rambling by yourself while rethinking about the words she delivered to you while brushing past your figure as an hoard of college students ran inside your dorm right after her. placing the little vase you had just rescued on your desk, you spent time angrily moving stuff around to make more space, clutching a poor shirt in your hands and threatening to rip it apart by just thinking about your annoying roommate. “i would have enjoyed  the party, if you had just given me a heads up and didn’t bring people over while i was on the couch in my pajamas!” you yelled in annoyance, “stupid kim hyunjin!” you finally let out after a few seconds of silence, blindly throwing the garment you just had in your hands, which coincidentally landed right on the cat plushie placed neatly on your bed, that hyunjin herself had gifted you for your birthday. funny enough.

you watched in silence as the stuffed kitty rolled on the floor thanks to the impact of your shirt, and you sighed before making your way over to your bed, sitting on it and rescuing the plushie, looking at it and returning it to its original place.

“she’s too pretty to be acting like an asshole” you mumbled to yourself, biting the inside of your cheek after pronouncing the words that hyunjin would tease you for endlessly if she ever heard them. i do think she’s pretty. and hot as well. so what? so what if i do have a crush on her? just a tiny one. you found yourself thinking about the times where she wasn’t being an asshole and you hated yourself for that. you had to stay mad.

“don’t look at me like that” you frowned while making “eye contact” with the stuffed cat, turning it around so that its dark little dot eyes weren’t staring judging you and sighing for the nth time that night, rather exhausted.

you lay flat on your mattress, the sheets neatly folded and smelling so good. you did contemplate the possibility of taking a nap, and you even fluttered your eyes closed for a moment, fooling yourself you’d actually manage to fall asleep, and all your little plans came in fact crashing down as you heard a tumbling sound and a bunch of people laughing right after. you squeezed your eyes just a bit harder, i just hope that wasn’t anything of mine, and rolled over on your side facing the wall, hoping this nightmare of a night would be over as soon as possible.

but no, nothing seemed like it was going as you wished it to go, and you groaned painfully at the sound of someone knocking on your door. before you could yell at them that this room was off limits, a familiar voice on the other side of the door refrained you from doing so. 

heejin.

you reluctantly got up and dragged yourself to the door, pulling it open just enough for only your right eye to be seen, “what is it?” and before she could say anything in response, an arm came out from beside her, pushing the door open just a bit to reveal the dreadful figure of... hyunjin, of course. “there you are” she smirked. gritting your teeth, as you tried to push the door as closed as possible, you hissed “what do you want now? want to trash my room as well?” and you angrily grinned at her, who didn’t give in to your shenanigans and held to door open, succeeding much more easily compared to your attempts at closing it.

“i’m so sorry, she wanted to know where you were, and-” heejin tried to explain during the whole chaos, which caused you to snap your head in her direction, burning her to ashes with your eyes alone, “i will go now” she simply announced before excusing herself and walking away.

“y/n” hyunjin spoke with the most authoritative tone you’ve ever heard from her, which embarrassingly enough made your knees tremble, causing you to let your guard down just enough for your roommate to manage opening the door completely, startling you in the process, and walked inside, locking it behind her.

you stood in silence in the middle of your room, wanting real bad to yell at her but sincerely having no strength to do so, therefore settling on crossing your arms over your chest, tapping your foot on the ground and attempting at making the most menacing stare you could muster. “you look like a cartoon” hyunjin chuckled after looking at you up and down, walking past you and over to your bed. you felt so small in front of her. “you’re cute...” you vaguely caught her murmur, causing you to involuntarily jerk your head in her direction, who was now scanning your bed, examining every single one of your plushies. “wha...” and before you could even finish your sentence, she interrupted you “you’re keeping the one i gave you on your bed”.

tilting your body to the side to take a look at what she was talking about, you gasped and turned pretty much bright red as you spotted your pretty roommate fiddling with the pale yellow cat plushie, and sprinted in her direction to snatch it from her hands; that if she didn’t lift it upwards to put it out of your reach, almost causing you to trip over. “i’m not playing games hyunjin, give it back” you warned her, putting your hand forward waiting for her to comply.

she stared at you for a good while, finally deciding you weren’t in the best mood to be teased, so she handed you your cat back and looked warmly at you as you carefully placed it back in its spot, subtly patting its little head. 

"i just noticed how you are keeping it on your bed... i know you only keep the ones you really care about there" she commented while leaning forward to look over your shoulder, as you were still facing away from her. you gulped at the proximity. "and how would you know that?" you replied in an attempt of acting uninterested, turning around and at the same time taking a step away from her, although the mere fact that she even knew something like that was causing your heart to grow warmer - and your cheeks too.

"november 17th, last year, you got drunk in your room after that joke of a partner you had dumped you. came here to comfort you and keep you company, and you ended up telling me about your plushies while crying on my shoulder" she listed the events of that night while keeping a straight face the whole time, crossing her arms over her chest in the process, as if you had just asked her a question for an exam and she was proud about getting the right answer.

ah yes. now i remember how she knows this stuff.

scoffing and looking away without giving her much of a response - or rather, none at all- you decided it was for the best to just change the topic. “i uhm... assume you’re here to get on your knees and apologize for the chaos your little friends are making out there, correct?” you cockily spoke up, your eyes looking slightly up at her because of your small height difference. “i would get on my knees for you in other contexts, yes” she replied nonchalantly, taking a few steps towards your bed and sitting on it as if you had given her permission to do so. you however had no time or intention to complain, as your brain was still trying to register her sentence and trying to elaborate a plausible explanation as to what she actually meant by it. 

“anyway” she spoke up with a subtle smirk, feeling accomplished when you didn’t know how to reply and that you had finally shut that pretty mouth of yours, “heard you screamin’ my name in here before. doing anything fun?” she tried to speak with a serious tone, a few giggles or two still escaping past her lips regardless of her attempts. “oh no, you heard?” you sarcastically asked faking surprise, hands coming up to slap your cheeks to add to the act, “i was just rehearsing for your murder” you spat out, desperately making an effort to look past the fast beating of your own heart.

“whatever...” she mumbled before diverting her gaze from you, now focusing on her own hands, suddenly acting shy and reserved, “you sure you don’t wanna join us out there?” she quietly wondered, her puppy eyes now locked on you, still standing like a fool in front of her. furrowing your eyebrows, you got grumpy once again, and for a moment you had forgotten the situation you were in, even isolating the sound of the muffled music outside your room, and all just because you were in her company for that little while.

you grabbed her arm, pulling at it slightly, her not even budging from her position but instead looking at you confused, not managing to lock eyes with you as you were trying your best to avoid any sort of eye contact, tears prickling the corners of your eyes for no apparent reason. you just knew you were upset. “hey can you look at me?” she desperately tried to get your attention, placing one of her hands on yours, still wrapped around her arm. when you stayed silent but still kept weakly pulling at her, she firmly grasped both your wrists and held you still, her facial features softening once she noticed your glossy eyes.

“please hyunjin get out...” you whispered, your voice ever so slightly shaky.

you couldn't quite figure out why you were crying. you guessed it was because she was suddenly acting like her usual self with you, still teasing and making fun of you but that's how your friendship was and you were fine with it, but then all of a sudden she had to ask you to join her? at the party she knew you were upset about? and then her words came flooding back, "you're lame", "just have fun like everyone else". she always cared about your feelings and even gets protective of you to other people, but now she was acting so weirdly, and that hurt you.

she bit her bottom lip, deep in thought contemplating on what to do, slowly releasing your wrists from her grip and she could feel her heart clench as you swiftly put your hands behind your back and turned away from her. after clearing her throat, you heard the bed squeak softly signaling that she had stood up, but you couldn’t make eye contact with her still. “you’re the person i literally care about the most among all those people in this house” she whispered getting closer to you. “promise me you’ll come talk to me... i’m kicking everyone out” she stated before walking out and softly shutting the door after her.

-

you let out a shaky breath you didn’t realize you were holding, and crouched down on the floor for a few seconds before realizing... this is awkward why am i so dramatic, standing up and taking a deep breath while brushing your hair away from your face.

the last thing you remembered was getting outside of your bedroom once you couldn’t hear any more rustle outside.

fuck. fuck. fuck! you felt like crying for no apparent reason.

not even seconds after opening your eyes, the room surrounding you began spinning uncontrollably, causing you to hiss in pain and hold a hand against your temple, squeezing your eyes so tightly your headache got even worse. what the hell did i do? even thinking was painful for you at that moment. groaning and struggling to straighten up, you managed to hold yourself up on your elbows and decided to focus on a room that... wasn't your own. the decor hyunjin had chosen for her space was far too familiar to you, and therefore it didn't take you more than four seconds to realize you had just woken up in her bedroom.

you did you best to calm down and steady your breathing, anxiety taking over you and going past your control, flinching as soon as you felt a warm hand slide its way around your waist from behind, landing on your bare stomach. widening your eyes at the feeling, you looked down in horror, gulping loudly as you realized you were only wearing your bra and what you were sure were one of hyunjin's pajama pants. holding your breath, you felt your hands physically tremble against your chest, wanting to move so badly but feeling petrified. "mornin', pretty girl..." the husky voice coming from behind nearly made your eyes roll to the back of your head for some reason you couldn’t explain - and preferred to not inquire any further for your own sanity- but it also made you shudder visibly because of the sudden interaction, the hairs on your arms standing up all together dramatically.

"hyunjin..." you practically spoke in a whisper, your voice coming out way hoarser and deeper than you had hoped, but couldn’t care less considering you were half naked, hangover, in the same bed as the girl you were madly angry at just hours before. "what happened?" you questioned her once she had removed her arms from your body, allowing you to finally sit up with your back against the cold headboard of her bed and looked down at her, who was still laying on her side.

she stared at you in awe for a good while, her gaze clearly getting lost while taking in the heavenly sight of you tangled up and all shy in her sheets. despite your hair surely being awful, as you could feel your itchy scalp and you could also clearly picture how frizzy and knotted the rest of your hair was, let alone your face, with dark circles and flushed cheeks that you didn’t even want to think about, she was still admiring you as if you were the most beautiful thing on earth. you cleared your throat, partially to get her attention back, and also partially to break the silence between you, getting way too loud and uncomfortable.

"i..." she mumbled after blinking her eyes a few times, visibly coming back from wherever her imagination had been wandering to, "wow i don't remember doing that" she observed, the tone in her voice making her sound genuinely surprised and taken back, accompanied by a puzzled expression adorning her facial features and one of her slender fingers coming up to point at your neck. "w what?" you asked alarmed, adjusting your position on her bed, your own fingers ghosting over the sensitive skin, afraid of what could have happened to you there.

"don't freak out but you have four nicely visible hickeys on your neck" she replied, her face serious, but her top teeth not-so-subtly chewing softly on the smallest piece of her bottom lip, suppressing a proud... cocky smirk. your eyes widened while keeping eye contact with her, later on rolling them and sighing in defeat, letting out a groan to top it all off.

"they look good, if i do say so myself" she said in an attempt to comfort you, still admiring her work of art with curious and sultry eyes, the tip of her tongue poking the inner side of her cheek, causing your heart to flip out once or twice, and you tried to cover the area with both hands, giving her a stern look but then looking away like a coward as soon as she teasingly smirked at you.

"w would you mind getting me something to wear?" you asked to distract your own body from reacting to everything she did, doing your best to have your arms covering as much of your torso as possible. "oh sure, where are my manners" she sarcastically commented while standing up, slightly tripping over her feet, having to deal with her own hangover.

throwing at you a navy blue t shirt that you had seen her wear multiple times, you used it to shield your body from her naughty eyes. “mind looking away?” you pouted, furrowing your eyebrows when she laughed in response. “oh you were serious” she then said after her laughter had died down, taking note of how your face expression didn’t show any sign of amusement, and turned around to give you “privacy”.

"bummer. you looked hot" she observed with a pout after she had turned back around to face you, her eyes still fixated on your now covered body, her t shirt looking super cute on you in her eyes and to top it off you were now feeling intoxicated by her smell in the most beautiful way possible. you selfishly found yourself hoping you were the only person she had ever let wear her clothes, swallowing bitterly at the realization of that most likely not being the case, and jealousy started to slowly eat you whole. you knew you were in no place to feel jealous, so why did it hurt so much?

"do you, by any change, remember what happened yesterday?" you interrogated her, trying to ignore your intrusive thoughts. "up until a certain point, i do" she replied after taking a big sip from a water bottle she pulled out from who knows where, and handing it to you - who accepted it eagerly as your throat was feeling uncomfortably dry.

"you did come talk to me after i kicked people out, and we cleaned around together for a bit" she began narrating, and in fact you could recall cleaning the kitchen area in silence from all the dirty plastic cups, and drying up some mysterious liquid from the floor. "sorry about... making you clean" she apologized, her eyes pointing downwards and then back up at you, hoping you'd accept her apologies. when you nodded and mumbled what sounded like "no problem" she smiled and you swore you could almost see a pair of cat ears popping up on top of her head in excitement. it's the lingering alcohol in my system, you thought bewildered, taking another big sip of water.

"we moved into my room and talked for a long while on the floor" she continued, humming from time to time to force herself to accurately recall the events of the night prior, at the same time fiddling and gesturing with her hands, occasionally picking at her nails. "oh!” she then exclaimed, causing you to instinctively put your hand over your heart, flinching at the sudden raise in her voice. “i want to clarify that i didn’t get you drunk, you wanted to” she added, pointing a finger at you. "you said, and i quote, i feel like i’m going to embarrass myself for whatever reason and i at least need to be drunk before doing that ” she continued, modulating her voice to emulate your own and reporting what were, she swore, your exact words. you rolled your eyes at her childish behavior, but a small smile appeared on your lips nevertheless and she managed to notice it, grinning warmly as if she was... relived.

when a comfortable silence fell over the room, the both of you shyly smiling like idiots, you realized you still had more questions than answers.

"so..." you prompted her to continue, leaving your sentence incomplete for hyunjin to fill in, who was now tying up her long black hair, but you only received a shrug in response, "what?" she shook her head.

"w why are we half naked, why am i wearing your pants... what is up with the hickeys?" you yelled out in exasperation, your hands frantically and exaggeratedly gesturing around in hopes to find answers, burying them in your hair and then frowning right after feeling how tangled it was.

"i have no idea" she simply shrugged, acting very much nonchalant about the whole situation, behavior that was slowly but surely getting on your nerves. "i mean, i do recall you tripping over someone's vomit on the way to my room and i gave you some spare clothes, but i have no idea what happened after we got drunk" and she shrugged again, this time finding her phone and typing away on it, her attention now away from you and instead directed to whoever was making her giggle like an idiot while you were right there in bed with her, wearing her clothes and covered in love bites.

"wow” you hissed with gritted teeth, your throat itching and threatening to make your voice come out shaky you as you spoke further, and you darkly chuckled to drown out the dreadful and humiliating feeling of wanting to cry right there in front of her. you lifted the covers from your body, exposing your thighs to the cold hair outside of her warm bed, and decided to sit on the edge of it, ready to stand up, before you gathered whatever will to talk to her you had left and turned around to say “you bring so many people in your room that you don't even keep track or care about what happens with everyone of them, huh?" in the most disgusted but especially hurt and disappointed tone. "excuse me?" she inquired with an hint of laughter, after she had looked at you for a long while, following your speech. "who told you i take people to my room?" and this time she burst out laughing loud and clear for you to hear and feel even more crushed by how little she sometimes seemed to care about you.

"whatever" you spat out embarrassed and offended that she looked so unfazed regarding the night you had allegedly spent together, and you stood up abruptly, cursing at yourself in your head when you got reminded of your hangover - despite it kind of fading away- and you awkwardly staggered a bit, before hyunjin put you back on you feet by firmly grasping your arm. you turned around with tears in your eyes to see her on all fours on her bed, her arm stretched out as far as she could to get to you.

"y/n" she called out, pleading you with her big eyes to stay. you sighed after looking at her expression and decided to comply, crossing your arms over your chest, prompting her to talk.

"if that makes you feel any better...” she began, getting on a more comfortable position on her knees, looking up at you from the middle of her bed like a lost kitten, “i genuinely don't think we did any of the things you're imagining in that pretty head of yours..."

"but if we ever did... trust me that it'd be the one night of my life i would want to remember the most".

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[pure-kirarin]

Slow & Steady [P2] [Sabo x f!reader] (+18)

Genre : Romance - Smut - Bestfriends to lovers General warnings : Alcohol consumption - Dark themes - Swearing - S m u t - possessiveness - Mention of ex-relationships - jealousy

A/N : This is really different from my usual writing style but I am experimenting. Please tell me your thoughts and don’t hesitate to ask to be added to the tag list :) AO3 : https://archiveofourown.org/works/31877203?view_full_work=true

In the last chapter --  «-Enough playing now, you're going to sleep. -B-but ! This wasn't what I asked for....You're really a coward after all...You virgin... » He carried you to his room, putting you on the bed and sitting next to you. «-I'd love to prove you wrong. However, it would be better if you were in a state where you'd be able to recall how good I am. If you want me to fuck you this badly then maybe ask me when you're sober.

Part I - Part II

Part II  -Yeah yeah...Pff..You're no fun Sabo. Things were finally getting interesting ! »

He smiled seeing that you were now calmer. You started to yawn and bury your face in his pillow. He loved to see you getting so comfortable in his room. He really needed a cold shower after your little show.  -Goodnight (Y/N). I'll sleep on the couch. You can get comfortable. -Are you crazyy ? You gonna leave me alone like this ? Let's sleep together~ -Come on (Y/N), you're a big girl. You could sleep alone for one night, would you ? Translation : I don't want to spend the whole night with a semi. And you're dangerously flirty, and I have wanted you for years and now I have to abstain.

-Pleaaaase. You said looking at him with puppy eyes. He rolled his eyes placing a hand in his hair. God.damn.it.

You won again. Like every time. * * *  You opened your eyes hardly next day, feeling something hard against your thigh. You looked at the ceiling

Oh...I am not in my room...Where the fuck am I ?

you turn around only to discover the embodiment of Adonis to your side. A light beam was lighting up Sabo's face. He looked like an angel as his beauty couldn't be that of a human.

Was he always this handsome ?

You didn't know, in fact, you have never had the occasion to wake up in his bed. Wait, in his bed ? This realization came slowly as your head was still foggy from yesterday's consumption.

You looked down, the thing that was pressing against your leg was indeed :

his thing.

You frowned, blushed, pulled away, put a hand on your lips repressing an internal scream, all of this in around three seconds. You then tried to calm down, telling yourself that it was very normal for a man to experience this kind of morning unconviniences, and that Sabo was a man, after all. Even if  you have always seen him as a bestfriend, he was still a man that is capable of physical attraction.

Now that this internal monologue was done with, you felt a bit calmer, but that didn't answer your question. You got out of bed, trying to recall what happened after going in the bar. And it came back. All of it. Without any mercy for your feelings.

You wanted the ground to swallow you whole. Your only wish was to disappear which meant : calling Nami. You headed out of the house, not even having the courage to face your bestfriend.

« Namiiiii -Uh ? What's the matter ? -I fucked up. I fucked up really bad. -Oh yeah ? Tell me about it. -Wait, why do you seem excited ? -O-oh I'm not excited. Come on tell me. What else could you have possibly done ? -I asked Sabo to fuck me. -Wait what ? You could hear Vivi ask Nami about what happened and her answering « She asked Sabo to fuck her ». -Nami ! Don't go on telling everyone about this. I'm on my way. -For starters, Vivi isn't « everyone », she's my girlfriend. And I'm here waiting for you to tell me what happened. -Wait, I'll come at your place. This can't be discussed over the phone. »

You hung up on her. Ten minutes later, you were at her place. Extremely confused. Nami was painting her nails bright red on the bed while Vivi was sitting comfortably on a chair. You let your whole body weight fall on a lounge pug, tourmented.  «-So tell me how you and Sabo ended up fucking. She emphasized the last word in a way that made you almost choke on air.  -We didn't actually. Nami and Vivi both sighed in a synchronized « Ah » of disappointment. -So hmm...I don't remember clearly. I was really drunk-- well that you're aware of and...And Sabo didn't want to leave me alone so we went to his place. Ace was at Thatch's so we were alone. We hugged and he comforted me. Then I started teasing him, and I don't know what I was thinking, but I kissed him, and then I asked him to fuck me. -Wow that escalated quickly. Said Nami as she continued painting her nails.

-Well, I was heartbroken, I needed something, someone, and he was there, and you know Sabo, he's a good guy ! I don't know what's worse, the fact that I asked him to fuck me or the fact that he said no.

-Oh god I'm so so sorry

- Nami please don't make things worse for me.

-No offense, but you're so dense. Sabo has always been into you. Do you want him, or do you not ? I know that going right into a relationship after a breakup is a bad idea. But honestly it's worth giving it a shot. He's a really good guy. Try dating someone nice for once.

-I don't know, he has something unsettling about him. Like « almost too good to be true » you know ? Added Vivi.

-Ohhh~ I see. Honestly, I always thought that he was a bit prude and hella vanilla. I mean, yes, he's my best friend. But he has never talked about girls to me or about sexual stuff. So I just assumed that. I never thought that he'd be packin' like that. You said as you popped a lollipop in your mouth.

-Ah ? Was it really that impressive ? asked Nami, genuinely curious.

-Yeah. On a scale from 0 to doflamingo he's a solid eight point seventy five. (*)

-Oh gosh. I understand why you're so worked up now.

-That's really...precise. Added Vivi, a bit horrified.

(*) [ The dear reader might need this clarification ; Doflamingo was Law's uncle, he sometimes came to pick him up after uni with his luxurious lamborghini. He wore extremely tight pants that left little to the imagination. And he was most known among your clique for having a nine incher. It was a running joke wether to know if Law got his uncle's genes. Needless to say that this joke wasn't to Law's taste. Now back to our adorable Y/N. ]

-So. I really don't know what to do. I am still heartbroken. -And horny. Added the ginger. -Yeah, that too. I'm afraid of ruining our friendship. -Listen dear, said Nami as she was closing the nail polish bottle, if you're not going for it, someone else would. And trust me, that girl Koala is upping her game. She's going to steal him right in front of your eyes, just like this - and she snapped her fingers. -Oh, and then, you can forget about being « best friends ». Said Vivi adding fuel to the fire. -Yeah, once he's gonna start dating, he won't have too much time for you-- and then, that Koala girl, my god, she seems extremely possessive ! -No way, your voice was detached, trying to act is if you weren't worried, Sabo has never dated any girl before.- -Yes but he seems to get along with that girl. And to be honest, she's kinda cute.

-Nami ! Vivi pinched her forearm playfully, pretending to be jealous.

-That hurt ! And don't be jealous, you know that you're my only one~

-Hmm...I prefer that. Vivi laughed. You started caughing reclaiming for their attention.

-Attention please ! We're discussing my dick-appointment here.

-Jesus you're really annoying, (Y/N), just go for it already.

-How much did he pay you to tell me this huh ?

-What ? He didn't pay me ! You're just always getting your heart broken. I'm just trying to be a good friend.

-Say that you are trying to get rid of her~ Jokes Vivi.

-Vivi, don't expose me like this- Nami plays along while laughing.

-I hate you girls ! You say as you throw a pillow on Nami. The ginger starts complaining that you messed her Nail polish, and the whole scene metamorphosed into a pillow fight.

* * *

You spent the whole day with the girls, chit-chatting about boys and girls and playing stupid games. You felt way more comfortable now, less ashamed. However, you were surprised because you didn't get a message from your bestfriend. You wondered wether he was mad at you, it wasn't in his habits.

You decided to message Ace [click for conversation] [ (Y/N) : Heyy amigo is Sabo ok ? Did he tell u smth abt yesterday ? Ace : Ouch, your hurting my feelings, </3 Only talking to me to ask about my brother~ Yea hes okay why tho ? (Y/N) : Ooo kay. He's home ? Ace : He is. Why don't u directly text him ? (Y/N) : Don't tell him I asked. Btw I didn't forget about those 10 bucks you « borrowed » from me. Give it back.] He didn't answer. You sighed and decided to go see Sabo to settle things down. It was the first time that you were embarrassed to see your best friend. You dressed up in a black skirt and t shirt. You didn't usually pay attention to your looks when you went to hang out at Sabo's, but you were really stressed out and what the girls have said about Koala made you scared of losing him. After all, you had some abandonment issues. You had to settle this down once and forever. You arrived at the guy's place, it was an apartment not so far from your own student flat. You knocked on the door and Ace opened : -Ohhh, (Y/N), he whistles, lookin' like a girl today huh ? -What are you implying you dumbass ? Where's Sabo ? -He's in his room with Koala.- -Wait what ? Koala ? What is she doing here ? Ace raised an eyebrow then said amused ; -I don't know, go ask him yourself. -You're useless as usual. -Always so sweet. You on your period or something ? -I didn't forget about my twenty bucks by the way. -I said I'm goin' to pay you back alright ? Now go talk to Sabo. You and Ace were always teasing each other in a brotherly way, but in reality, he really cared for you, it was just your usual way of communication. But it was true that knowing that Koala was in Sabo's room put you in a bad mood. You knocked on the door with a knot in your stomach. Did they start dating ? Was Sabo interested in her ? These ideas were torturing you. But why did you care anyways ? It was none of your business. He could date whoever he wants. You opened the door but there was only Sabo relaxing on his bed, still fully clothed. « - Sabo ?-Oh, (Y/N), what brings you here ? -Why ? Do I need a reason to see my best friend ? He sits on bed looking at you. He doesn't fail to notice your cute outfit, it was different from your usual sweatpants and hoodies, the way it complemented your figure was almost too much for him. Just that sight was driving him insane, but his face didn't betray his emotions, like always, he acted friendly, not an ounce of lust in his dark ebony eyes. You took place next to him. He smelled good, you thought. The same fresh minty smell as last time. Did he always smell this good ? -(Y/N) ?Huh ? Is everything okay ? His voice seemed concerned.He cared for you. And you had those stupid immature and posessive thoughts. Get a grip of yourself, (Y/N), you thought. -Oh yea-- wasn't Koala here ? Ace told me you were with her.

You tried so hard to act like you didn't care, but he knew you like the back of his hand. But still, he played along. -Hmm..Yes. She just left. I was going out as well. He says with a sweet smile, looking at his watch. You couldn't help but make a disappointed face. -But Sabo I wanted to - I'm really sorry (Y/N), let's talk later. He ruffles your hair and you close your eyes as he does so. You felt stressed out. What happened exactly ? You felt intimidated in his presence for the first time. You wanted him to stay and talk this out. It was a bit awkward for you now. You never thought too much. As he was going out of the room you held the fabric of his coat tight in your hand ; -Sabo- -Hum ? Need me to drop you somewhere ? -N-no. You let his sleeve go, realizing what you have just done, I'll stay a bit then go back home. Don't worry about me. -Alright then. See you later ? -Yeah. See ya. ]

You looked at Sabo go away and you followed him shortly after. Meanwhile Ace was sitting on the couch and watching some movies. You went back home and was quite tormented. It wasn't the right time to worry as you had your assignments and studies to deal with. On one hand, you didn't even have the time to think of your ex boyfriend and his cheating but on the other, you felt like you were let down by Sabo. But why ? He didn't do anything. He just found himself a new friend and a potential new girlfriend.

He didn't even talk about her, but why where you so upset by him meeting her ? After all, he had the right to date just like you always did.

A few days have passed and you didn't get the chance to talk to Sabo. Your exams were getting closer and closer and you didn't feel ready.

Usually, Sabo would help you with your assignments but you were too scared to ask. You realized how much you relied on him and how he has been always there for you.

Who were you exactly to him ?

Maybe you took him for granted.

As you were on your bed looking at the ceiling and trying to collect every drop of motivation in your system to study, you heard your phone ring. It was Sabo's ringtone ! ----- Tag list : @vemuabhi @chloe-abbacchio @mwls-garden @soanywaysistartedsimping If you wanna get tagged just ask for it :)

[aryareyes]

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Title : The way your eyes burn my soul

Pairing : Gruvia

Summary : Surprise!

Spotlights were shinning brightly, illuminating the dark interview hall, but what set the hall on fire was the audience's energetic ovation.

At the center of the hall, the interviewer, a beautiful young woman was smiling ear to ear, in front of her, her guests of the day, the best duo of the Pop world were seated, delighted matching grins on their faces.

- " Welcome to Pep Talk! Today's a very special day for us because we've our favorite Pop duo, Gray and Juvia with us!!"

The crowd whistled and cheered again as the two stars bowed their head respectfully to the crowd.

- " Thanks Mira, it's our pleasure to be here." The raven haired man answered as he flashed a grin to the public, making girls squeal.

- " Gray's right! We're very happy to be here!" The blue haired girl added, clad in her navy cocktail dress.

Again the crowd cheered but it was mostly male public this time. Mirajane smiled at the public and shifted her attention back to the duo.

- " So, Gray, Juvia, first of all, Congratulations for your last album, Icy Waves. It's a mega huge success! But most importantly, your fans—no actually, people who I know that don't like pop are into it after listening to that album. How do you feel about it?"

The female artist waited for the applause to end before talking,

" We are really glad to hear that." She chuckled contently, a glance at her partner before trailing, "Gray and I worked hard on it...and it was our first album together so..."

- " She worked extra hard for it," Her partner added as she shook her head playfully glaring at him. He smiled as he added, " It was her idea, so Icy waves wouldn't be possible without Juvs here." He winked at the girl, earing a smile in return.

- " He's exaggerating, its our team work."

- " Of course not." He rolled his eyes in response.

Mira chuckled at their bunter eyeing them carefully. Let's get my very wanted scoop.

- "I'm sure your fans love your teamwork. Now, let's talk about this particular song..." she started grinning slowly, earning some whistles and the name of the single from the crowd.

- " Looks like they want the same... The way your eyes burn my soul..." The interviewer paused glancing at the young stars who's cheeks were flushing slightly—at least Juvia's—Gray was doing a great job hiding it.

Mirajane Strauss cleared her throat slightly, getting their attention.

" Your voices...the feel in the song is..." she sighed softly looking for the right word, "...Magic...How did that magic happen?" She asked sincerely.

- " You said it, magic. I guess magic happens in music." Gray answered cleverly, shrugging.

- " I think that answer is too vague Gray," Mira chuckled imploring him to continue.

Gray's lips tugged up as he slid in a more comfortable position on the couch.

- " Recently at your album's success party, there were rumors of the two of you dating, so is it safe to assume the magic wouldn't have happened without that?"

Juvia smiled softly, adorable rosy hues adorning her cheeks.

- " Yes, I think it wouldn't have been magic if there's no feel in it."

Gray's smile turned into something genuine as his eyes were fondly looking over his girl beside him.

- "Are we lucky enough to get more details about it then?"

- " it, here means song right?" Gray lifted an eyebrow playfully earning some chuckles.

- " Definitely the song, but Juvia mentioned something about feel." Mira retorted with a mischievous smile, "So, I'd say the magic of the song—or love."

Gray scoffed. The audience cheered louder.

No wonder she was known for the title of the sweet devil.

Nonetheless, he responded with a natural expression. Years of experience of being the center of spotlights learned him to keep his cool in any kind of situation. He knew to give what the public wants to hear without revealing too much about his personal life neither.

- " We've known each other for a very long time. We'd each other's back through the thick and thin of our careers...so our friendship turned into something more, and I'm truly happy with the change."

The crowd went crazy and Juvia blushed slightly. He looked at her with a soft smile who smiled back brightly. God, she's so beautiful. He thought.

- " Heard that you guys! We were right! Our lovebirds here are dating!" Mira exclaimed in delight—she's a gruvia shipper after all.—" I guess it's time to say—excuse me for my language— Fucking Finally! "

People erupted more into cheers and whistles and chanted their favorite pop stars' ship name. Once the audience calmed down, the interviewer started talking again.

- " Well honestly, almost everyone were shipping you two together since forever and your chemistry is just so perfect. We felt it in the song." She stated as the stars thanked her and their fans.

- " So, now that you got your answers and I've my scoop, let's move to the fun part, shall we?" She continued cheerful with a glance at the public.

- " I don't feel it." Gray stated frowning and Juvia laughed at it.

- " The game is called 'tas-quest.' It's very simple. I'll ask you both questions concerning your partner which you've to answer honestly. Same goes with the tasks."

The two of the nodded and proceeded to play the game.

- " Okay. First question is for Juvia. Who's Gray's crush?"

- " Ouch. You sure want our couple to last?" The said guy retorted with fake mock. "I don't have any other crushes than my girlfriend, right here." He blow a kiss in her way but Juvia hit his arm, glaring at him playfully.

- " Babe. What?"

She huffed with a grin and turned to Mira, " He's a crush on his childhood friend."

- " What?! That was years ago! I was eight! And she's married now, thank you very much." He crossed his arms with a huff.

- " It's still a crush." She argued back.

- " She's a point." Mira smirked as Gray glared at her.

- " Your turn, who's the most jealous between the two of you?"

- " Obviously Juvia." The male singer laughed though his companion she gasped offended at him.

Mira bit back a chuckle as she looked at the young couple in amusement. Juvia pointed a finger at her boyfriend, "You got jealous of a fan on our last concert." 

Gray crossed his arms with a roll of eyes. " He was too close."

- " Because he wanted to take a photo." She retorted with a scoff.

- " Yeah right. He invaded your private space and I protected you being the charming boyfriend I am." Gray muttered under his breath, not loud enough for the fans to here but Juvia and Mira did. The latter smirked while the female singer rolled her eyes but allowed a smile.

He was too cute when he was jealous.—She thought endearingly. Without a word she placed her hand on the his that was resting in the bare space between them and caressed it to smooth him. It worked as he gave her a look and she smiled. He turned his aside fighting back a smile of his own.

The reporter cleared her throat to her their attention, "Moving on to the next  quest—oh it's actually a task for Juvia." She set her gaze on the girl who hastily pulled her hand away.

- " Yes ?"

- " You've to admit to Gray three of your secrets concerning him that you never would have told him." That earned chuckles and whispers.

- " Now it's interesting. I'm all ears Juvs. " He crossed his arms in curiosity, a playful gleam in his eyes.

- " Oh god, tell me I've a joker." She groaned in response—"Nope." Gray and Mira said at the same time.

Juvia pouted, "If I tell him my secret then it's no more a secret."

The sweet devil giggled, " That's basically the point of the game." The girl pouted more but turned her body slightly to her partner who was looking at her amused.

- " I've always found you cuter when you're sleeping...because you're messy, relaxed and actually a kid." She smiled tenderly at him as his cheeks tinted slightly. Their fans cooed. "...So I may have or may not have snapped pictures of you while sleeping." It was her turn to blush as he recovered from his flustered state to smirk at her handsomely.

- " Will we get some of them? " Mira interrupted.

- " Absolutely not." Juvia chuckled, "They're mine." The young girls sighed heavily but grinned at their favorite couple.

- " Next secret Wat'drop." Gray raised an eyebrow challengingly.

- " I stole one of your hoodies a few months ago and got to know recently that it's your favorite since you went through your room for it." She admitted with a cute frown.

- " Wait. My Detective Conan?" He asked in disbelief. His girlfriend bowed her head. " Guilty." She looked up at him again, " You're mad?" He rolled his eyes at her cuteness. How could he be mad at her when she was looking like that?

Instead of giving her a verbal answer, he ruffled her hair affectionately. Juvia smiled and promised herself to find him the real one he was looking for—the one he had that she stole (because she missed him too much), was not the one he wanted originally. The stocks wore off as it was a limited edition and he got himself the closest thing to the original. So, she would  buy him the one originally he wanted.

- " You guys are really cute together!!" Their interviewer squealed as she looked at them and the crowd agreed with her.

They thanked her and Juvia proceeded to the last secret with a groan. "Arghh...I can't believe I'm confessing this to you on a live show."

Gray's eyebrow lifted, " That much secret?" He frowned concerned, " You don't need to tell it."

Juvia shook her head, " No, I should play fair." She mumbled as she stared around at her fans and smiled at them. She then squeezed Gray's hand and locking her eyes on him.

- " I had a crush on you from the very first day I met you." Gray's eyes widened slightly, surprise written all over his face. They forgot they got a loud audience as he blinked at her.

- " Really?"

- " Really." She said softly. He leaned to her side, and kept his voice low. The public didn't notice their murmurs as they've gone wild since Juvia's confession.

-" I don't understand...you didn't like me back then..." He frowned. Juvia gave him a look that meant 'later'.

Mira cheered and turned to them,

" Thanks for playing fair Juvia! You're awesome!"

- " Well, it's almost time. I've a last..." She looked at the small card in her hand before looking back at Gray. " task for Gray."

- " Tell us three things you like the most about Juvia." A gentle smile crossed his features as he glanced at his girl before facing Mira.

- " I think the list is long but I'll keep it short..." He held a hand up, enumerating. " She's one of the most talented and dedicated person I know. Whether it's job or studies or other common things, once she gets into it, she's determined to finish it and gives her hundred percent in everything she does. She's a hard worker and I honestly think that's the reason of her success."

Juvia was touched by his words as she stared at the man she loved talking about her so highly and proudly. She knew why she loved him so much.

- " She's a very good friend—she's this kind of friend who you would call if one day you committed a murder and don't know what to do about it. She'll help you bury the body and get you safely out of the mess." Juvia along with others laughed at his statement.— "Not that I'm planning to murder someone." He added and Juvia laughed more, leaning into him before giving him a look that meant, 'call me if you do'.

- " I guess what I'm trying to say is, she's trustworthy and be there for you through thick and thin. The kind of friend everyone needs to have in their life and I'm grateful to have her in mine." He got everyone's heart with that—if he didn't already had—as they stared at him in awe.

Gray turned to Juvia and locked his eyes with hers as he was about to say his last one. " What I love the most about you is how you look at me. You look at me as if I was your world and you love me so freely and so...easily. You accept my imperfections and love me for myself and not because I'm a star..." He held her hand and pulled her up with him as she started tearing up despite trying hard to not cry. Gray smiled lovingly at her—the one he only reserved for her and never showed in public. " Thanks for loving me, Wat'drop."

Without minding the public—because she saw only him—she brought a hand to his face and he leaned in her touch still giving her that loving look. She smiled, her heart and mind racing as her whole being was consumed of an overwhelming love for the man standing before her. She leaned in and pressed her lips against his in a sweet, soft kiss that sent the room shaking in fan's wild ovation.

When the lovebirds departed from each other with matching grins, hands still intertwined, Mira almost fainted but managed to end the show with hearts in her eyes.

*

The young couple was in the back of Gray's car as they were been driven back to their respective homes. Juvia was asleep on his shoulder as he kissed her head and stroked her hair tenderly. She's been working on her new album for the past week when they just finished their album and even before the interview, she was asked in her studio. He knew that she barely had enough for the past months. Gray was grateful to his production house to be on vacation but it's not the case for Juvia. She's to work for at least a week or two before her own holidays. Thankfully, he would be still on holidays by that time, hence he'd already planned their vacation—It was a surprise for her.

Half an hour later, Gray was carrying his girl to his bed in his penthouse slowly to not disturb her sleep. He lied her gently on it and proceeded to take her heals off and stripped himself, leaving only his boxers before climbing up in the bed with her. Juvia almost immediately clung to him like a koala, her head placed on his chest, a leg on his and an arm across his stomach. With a soft smile, he wrapped his arm around her and squeezed her to him.

- " Are you sure you don't want to get comfortable before sleeping?" He whispered after a moment. She only tightened her hold on him. Gray rolled his eyes and ran a hand in her hair as he stared down at her.

- " I know you're awake Juvs."

- " Why didn't you change my dress?" Her voice was muffled due to her position as she buried her face in his neck. "I don't mind it. It's just you."

Gray's heart skipped a beat and he rubbed circles on her bare arms.

- " I respect you too much to take advantage of you while you're sleeping." He murmured.

She raised her head up with a yawn but gave him a sleepy smile. "Gray, changing my dress to make me comfortable on bed is not taking advantage of me. You're my boyfriend so it's basically your right." He returned her smile, tucking a strand behind her ear to stare into her beautiful blue orbs.

His smile turned soon into a gorgeous smirk. Oh boy. Juvia flushed and  shivered in his hold as his hand pulled the straps of her dress slowly. His eyes were intense on her as he murmured, "Why, I don't have a problem stripping you Wat'drop." His fingers caressed her bare shoulders burning her skin as they went by.  "In fact, I prefer you naked around me." His lips trailed from her ears to cheeks down her jaw and Juvia placed her hands on his chest to push back slightly to stare down at him with an adorable pout.

- " You're such a pervert." She murmured. He pecked her lips in response before looking at her innocently. " I'm using my boyfriend rights here." She hit his chest lightly with a soft frown that turned into a smile, wiggled out of his hold ignoring his protests.

- "Close your eyes boyfriend."

- " Nope." Gray grinned back as he found the perfect position to stare at her, his eyes trailing to her bare neck and shoulders as she held the dress to her chest.

Juvia glared at him for a moment and he held her stare before she shrugged. Gray's eyes widened as she let her dress fall and pool around her feet and stood before him, clad only in her undies. He openly gaped at her too surprised to react as he took her in.

Gray knew Juvia was beautiful. He's known her for almost six years now and he'd seen her in daring dresses before.—it was part of the job. But right now, she was actually standing in his room, in his arm length, only in her navy matching underwear. She was a goddess. Before he could even process what was happening, her hand was unclasping her bra and Gray hurriedly turned to the other side, cursing as Juvia's laugh filled the room.

He was a goner if he saw her naked. He wouldn't be able to not jump her after so Gray shut his eyes tight and pushing away the amazing vision he just saw into the back of his mind as he waited for the little tease of his girlfriend to finish changing.

A moment later the bed shook and her arms slipped around his torso from behind as she placed her face on his cheek. He felt her bare legs slipping on his and he knew that she was wearing his t-shirt. He could handle it. He'd already seen her in his clothes and she's very—Stop right there, Gray.

- " Comm'o look at me..." She chuckled, "...I'm not naked—

- " Shut up." He groaned. She placed a few kisses on his cheek with a smile and after a moment, he finally turned on his back. She smiled brightly at him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

- " I love you." She whispered and kissed his jaw before tucking her face under his chin.

- " I love you too Wat'drop." He kissed her head squeezing her to him.

- " You said sweet things at the interview." She murmured.

- " I was being honest." He said as he caught her looking at him lovingly—as if he was her world. "And I meant every word."  She was his world.

She hummed happily and closed her eyes. His arms were her safe, warm cocon. Her place.

-" Speaking of interview..." she lifted her head up in question, crossed her arms on his chest and placed her face on it, staring at his face.  " You said something about crush." His lips tugged up and her own tugged hp in a slow smile under his curios gaze.

Juvia cupped his face with a hand and smiled adoringly down at him. " I had a crush on you in high school. Remember our first meet?"

He recalled it with a fond smile, " You fell on me with books dropping on us. There's so much dust and we started sneezing and the old librarian was yelling at us like a mad woman."

The blue haired girl chuckled happily. " Well, I guess I didn't only fell on you that day but also fell for you."

Gray's eyes widened, " You loved me back then?" His heart thumping against his chest and he was sure that she could hear it, judging by her smile.

- " I thought it was a crush at first. You were so handsome and—"

- " Were?" He raised a teasing eyebrow. She rolled her eyes. "—are and I just liked looking at you..." her eyes locked with his in a playful gleam. " That is until I knew that you were my rival in everything. Literally everything!" She groaned dropping her head on his chest. "It was so annoying. You always beat me in one point or just behind me in a point. So annoying!"

Gray snorted rubbing her back. " I was not used to have a competitor and I hated to lose." She mumbled before lifting her head to face him.

" You hate to lose too." He chuckled but didn't say anything letting her rant about how annoying it was to be constantly on war with him in high school.

- " But I loved bickering with you. I couldn't spend a day without bantering with you. Really." She looked up at him stroking his cheek. "Then, there's this project in our second year and we were partnered up."

- " We ended it, won the first prize." He murmured as she nodded eagerly. " We became friends during that period..." He trailed tracing his finger on her cheek.

- " We were already kinda friends—frenemies, I guess. I've always admired you. You were the first person I've ever met with so much determination to win." She whispered eyes closed.

- " Hmm, I liked you too. But too arrogant to admit it." She snorted at his statement.

- " Then best friends. We were inseparable by the end of high school..." Gray hummed a nod. " You supported me before my uncle to pursue music career."

- " It's because you were incredibly talented Wat'drop." He said sincerely. She smiled as his finger traced the form of her lips.

- " That's an exaggeration but thank you for the compliment." She opened her eyes to look at him, " Want to know something? " He rose an eyebrow, silently asking her to continue. "You were my inspiration to fight for what I want, to fight for my dream." She kissed his forehead gently, " I won't be here without you, Gray Fullbuster."

- " And I won't without you. You were my only family when things fell apart." He retorted as he recalled his dark period—when Ur died.

" You were my strength and my very reason to not give up." Her eyes glistened as his welled up, and she kissed his eyelids, lingering when lips there. "If it wasn't for you, I'd be in streets."

- " You had all our friends with you. We all had your back."

- " True. I'm grateful for them but you, Juvia, you're special. You held me together." She smiled tearfully.

- " You are special to me too. Always have been."  He mumbled an 'I know' and rolled them over earning a surprised squeal from her as her back hit the mattress.

She stared up at him bringing him closer with her arms around his neck.

- " When did you know you loved me?" He asked gazing into her eyes.

- " Last year, when you were in your world tour." His love brushed the hair of his nape as he leaned his forehead against hers. " It started with little things. Like when I spent weekends in our friend's place watching movies and how you were not there to lean on or throw my legs on..." He grinned.

- " Then, we'd go to get a coffee and you weren't there to know that I don't add milk in my coffee. Then, I started missing your voice. I'd call you and couldn't get you so I would listen to your voicemail to hear your voice."

He leaned back to look at her apologetic, his being bursting with love for her. " Sorry about that. You know we barely have our phones on world tour."

- " I know, don't worry about it. But I yearned to hear your voice." He kissed her nose and lips in response.

- " By the time you were back, I knew I was madly in love with you and I couldn't imagine a life without you."

He could feel the love in her voice as she said it.

- " You aren't kidding—you practically choked me to death when you hugged me once you saw me in the airport." He teased with a grin.

- " Yeah well, I just realized I loved my best friend for years and you weren't there for eight moths. I wanted to lock you in a room and never let you go away from me."

- " It's creepy." He grinned.

- " You wouldn't have minded would you—wait why're you grinning?"

His grin widened and she held his face up and forced his eyes to hers. A moment in silence passed between them. Both of their hearts beating in sync as the realization settled over.

Juvia worded it slowly.

- " You loved me." Her tone was barley a whisper as she remained their eye lock.

- " I've loved you for a long time Wat'drop. A very very longtime that I denied and fought back my feelings."

- " Why?"

- " Because I've just lost Ur. And I've lost everyone I've loved. You, losing you...was unimaginable... I was terrified that my feelings will take you away from me so I fought them back to keep you with me. "

- " You wouldn't have lost me if you made a move earlier, Gray." She took a breath, " I've always denied my feelings for you as a crush and admiration until I really couldn't lie to me anymore..."

Gray sighed in response, "We we're both idiots huh..." She groaned, " We wasted years! We could've been together while we were still in Uni!"

Gray looked up at her, " Hey, we're together now and we've always loved each other without knowing so we're good." He shrugged and pecked her lips as she still had her pout on.

- " I'm a bit worried you...we are no more high school kids. We are popular now, successful stars in industry. And we're dating." Her voice dropped as she looked at him, " Going in public, was it a bad idea?"

- " Do you regret it?" He brushed away her hair, and she shook her head. "I'm just concerned about what it could do to our relationship...as much as I love my fans, when it's comes to their favorite celebrity's love life, they'd go crazy. Especially when two celebrities are dating. They don't see the fact that under the mask of popularity, it's two normal people with feelings and we can't really fault them." Her eyes started stinging as she stared at him. "I can't lose you, Gray."

He quickly reassured her pulling her in a tight hug. " You won't lose me." He pulled back slightly despite her pressure to stay like that. He stared into her eyes, " Didn't you say that I'm the most determined person you know?" A nod, "Juvia, I fight for what I want. " He lifted her chin up. " I'll always fight for you." He swore.

- " Promise?" Her tone was frail, and he smiled at her. " Promise. And you promise to fight for me?"

- " Always."

She brought a hand between them, holding up her little finger, He wrapped his around it and smiled when he saw their tattoos matching as their fingers locked together. Juvia dragged him to the tattoo parlor past midnight to get it in their half drunken states a few weeks ago. It was on the day of the success party of their first album together, Icy Waves. So they got themselves tattooed a drop of water on his finger and a snowflake on hers.

There's no ice without water and no water without ice. And Gray would be damned if he didn't keep that promise.

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💧❄️ Happy Belated Gruvia day! ❄️💧

[love-hatred-stuff]

Title: ᵗʰᵉ ʲᵉᵃˡᵒᵘˢ ᵗʸᵖᵉ} Choi San [ateez]

genre: angst, fluff

warning(s): anger issues, possessiveness, San accidently hurts you(lighlty), a bit suggestive, a lot of swearing

word count: about 2.4k

Y/N's POV:

Me and my friends, Wooyoung, f/n and Seonghwa were in a luxurious club, dancing and having fun all night. While Wooyoung and I were sitting on the red leather couch, the other two were dancing wildly on the dance floor to the loud bass music. It gave me chills and I smiled in Wooyoung's face.

"We should meet some time alone again!" He almost screamed so I could even understand him due the noise around us.

"I'm not sure if San will allow me, but sure! It was a whole torture to persuad him to just let me out with you guys."

I slightly rolled my eyes at the memories of the conversation I had with my boyfriend San about this. It really was so exhausting to talk about something like that with him. He was the jealous, overprotective type and his possessiveness were slowly getting on my nerves.

"I'll have to talk to him." Wooyoung yelled again and smiled a little awkwardly. He was surely very good looking and my guy best friend but sometimes he overdid his confidence. I liked him anyways.

"But then he'll beat you up, you know that?"

I stopped counting how many guys he had defaced because they looked wrong at me or complained about his behavior and how he treats me. It was pointless to even try to stop his anger issues when it's about me.

We started dating almost a year ago and he still had these habits.

"That could possibly happen, good, that I'm a man that has muscles and goes to the gym also." He winked at me while smiling.

He always was the flirty type but I knew he wouldn't dare to do anything I don't want. And I also knew that he loves me but just as a best friend. He's more like a brother than to me a boy I would date.

"Good luck then, Woo. You know San is experienced when it's about beating someone up." I reminded him in a joking way but we knew that I was damn right with this point.

"We will see if I can do anything." He ended this topic.

"Does San know, you're with us at a nightclub?" He mentioned his name again.

"Better, he'll fucking never finds out." I smiled a bit intimidated at the thought of if he'd find out.

"Okay, let's enjoy the rest of your life then. Come and dance." He stood up again and pulled me with him on the dance floor.

I just laughed and did what he said. Therefore I went out with my friends, to have a bit fun again. Not that I wasn't happy in my relationship with San, but he always wanted me for himself and I needed for at least a few hours a break after a long time of avoiding boys all day long.

Now everyone around me was absolutely living for the moment and I missed this feeling so much.

San was also out, but doing business instead of having fun.

After hours passed and it was getting later & later, we were getting more tired each second so we decided to end this beautiful night. F/n and Seonghwa drove home in one taxi as me and Wooyoung did the same.

They weren't actually dating, but I knew f/n had feelings for my good friend Hwa since High School.

The ride didn't take long since we had stayed in town and soon arrived at my apartment. I hugged Wooyoung goodbye and stumbled into the apartment's elevator to reach the right floor faster.

I pressed the button for the fourth floor and after a few seconds and a few more steps, I was able to open my apartment door.

I sighed, so relieved that I could take a quick shower and enjoy my lovely bed. To be honest, I never knew if San was sleeping over or not. I was just guessing in this moment, that he would stay at his apartment tonight and walked into my bathroom, taking off my skater dress.

Before I stepped in the shower I looked in the mirror and noticed that my hair was kind of a mess like my eyeliner was, through all the dancing and stuff. After I separated myself from my underwear I could finally enjoy the warm water hitting my small but feminine body.

I was too exhausted to take a long shower and just washed my body and hair quickly, got dressed in cute panties and one of San's white shirts which went up to the middle of my thighs, covering my breasts that were braless.

I wished just in this moment that he would be here, seeing me like this. He loved me in only wearing his tees and my panties. He would fall all over me right now.

I smiled brightly at my imaginations of my boyfriend living rent free in my head. I was really proud to have him. He was pretty popular and so damn handsome that every girl that hadn't a boyfriend, had from at least a little one to a huge crush on him.

But he picked me, the bookworm, which didn't mean I was automatically good in school. I was okay but nothing more.

My ego was just too big to let anyone of the teachers tell me what to do. Everyone said I was so pretty, I could be a model if I were just a little taller but I also had my failures and insecurities. And that was totally fine because I am just a human too. San taught me how to accept and love myself and I was so thankful for it.

When I wanted to crawl into my comfortable bed, I suddenly noticed a tall figure standing in my bedroom.

"My god San! You wanna kill me here?!" I breathed out heavily as my heart was already racing.

"Where the fuck were you so long?" He asked now with a deep but angered voice. And I didn't miss the anger building up in his eyes.

"Out, you know." I just said and laid on my bed, ready to sleep.

"I know. But you didn't told me you were gonna be out till after midnight!"

My eyes scanned his face, waiting for his next move.

"I told you to not be out late and amuse yourself with boys."

I let out a "Pff" sound and closed my eyes, not wanting to believe what he just said to me.

"Y/N!"

"Yes! I know waht you told me but I wanted to have fun once, without you ruining my night okay?! And I would never "amuse myself" with other boys but you in that way! Now shut up and turn the light off. I'm tired of your shit!" My words came out more harshly than I wanted them to be but I wasn't gonna take it back.

So I just closed my eyes again and covered myself up. But nothing moved or sounded like he would do anything.

"What do you mean by that?" I heard his weak voice speak quietly.

Oh god no. I feared this tone so much.

He was usually more a tough guy who didn't show his emotions much to anyone but me. And most of the time he acted all strong around me too, but sometimes his heart just couldn't handle me if I prevailed with a loud voice and harsh words.

And his wound point was when I would mention anything about a break up, even in the slightest.

"Go to sleep, San." I told him in a rather cold tone.

I wanted to avoid a conversation about this and just fucking rest. I really wasn’t in the mood to stand this right now.

"Not until you tell me." He stayed stubborn.

I sighed and sat up straight so I could look at him again.

"Nothing. I'm tired. Could you?" I was tapping on the empty bedside where he was supposed to sleep. I saw how his blue eyes slowly got teary. Fuck.

"Did you mean you're tired of me?" He asked carefully, trying to hold back his tears.

"Noo... I meant that I don't want to be suppressed by you anymore. You always tell me to stay away from boys and I do. Nothing to worry about, right? So the problem is solved. Now sleep San, please." I begged and patted on the mattress again.

"I just don't want anyone to have you like I do. I thought you wanted to be mine also." He looked down.

"I do all of this because I love you so much that I would die for you. I'll do anything but please tell me you're not going to leave me." He pleaded and a tear escaped his eye.

It was rare that he cried but when he did he was really scared. He was scared that I would leave him.

"No I'm not going to, San..."

"You never call me just San." He looked up again with sad eyes, digging into my aching heart.

I thought I dreamed when I heard him sob so softly that my heart began to ache.

"I'm sorry baby, but I am still a bit mad. But I will never leave you, okay?"

He just hummed and layed down on the bed. I covered him with the blanket and stroked through his soft hair before I leaned back again.

I breathed out at his please and kissed him with a bit more pressure.

"Don't cry. Everything's alright baby." I said in a calming voice and turned the last lamp off.

"I'm sorry Y/N, don't be mad at me, you know I can't stand this." He pleased again, gripping my small waist with his hand and pushing me against his hard body.

"Give me my goodnight kiss." He said and looked at me, perking his lips.

I decided to give him one as a treat and turned around to peck him on his lips.

"I don't like short pecks, you know that Y/N." He frowned immediately.

I sighed out and kissed him again, with a bit more pressure.

"It's fine, for now." He was finally satisfied.

And finally we could fall asleep in each other's embraces and get the rest we deserved.

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San's POV

I woke up next to my princess and instantly had to smile.

She was my everything, I was so lucky to have her in my arms.

When my hands slowly caressed her waist up and down, I noticed that she only was wearing her light pink, favorite panties and a white shirt of mine that had slipped up to her upper buddy.

Her ass pressed against my member and I felt how I hardened at this feeling.

Always when we woke up like this I got a morning boner.

Luckily she helped me most times.

But what about today? We kind of fought yesterday, before we got to bed.

I would like to deny it but I fucking cried because of her words.

It was rare but sometimes when she was mad at me, she said words she didn't really mean and I can't stand it if she mentions something that would lead us to break up eventually.

I wanted to keep her forever. I wanted to marry her one day and spend the rest of my life with her.

I would do absolutely everything to prevent that we had to part. That's why I was pretty possessive and "overprotective" over her.

But it didn't matter to me as long as she didn't have much to do with other boys.

Though she actually hated that. She wanted her freedom.

Although it was important to me that she was happy, I wouldn't stop watching with who she was hanging out with.

She let out a sweet groan at my touch and took my hand on her now naked stomach, signalling me that she was wide awake now.

"You're not mad anymore, are you?" I asked with a husky morning voice.

"I can feel your boner, San." She just ignored my question.

"You are so damn hot babe.. How am I supposed to not have one when your cute ass is pressed against it?"

She giggled cutely. Then she turned around and looked at me with her stunning eyes.

"Just take a shower with me, yeah?" She smiled seductively.

"Everything for you baby." I kissed her cheek.

We stood up together and walked to her bathroom.

•••

"San, why were you so rough?" She asked in a quiet voice as she walked out of her room into the kitchen where I was standing.

"I'm sorry." I replied.

"I'm sorry? That's all?" Now she sounded really sad and looked at me with watery eyes and pouty lips.

But I had my reasons and it wondered me why she didn't know why already.

"Oh, you fucking know. You're mine and I had to show you that. As you always forget about it." I spoke in a monotonous way.

"I like it when you go rough sometimes but not when you start hurting me. You bruised my sides, San. What is wrong with you!?" She whined, now even more upset.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you baby." I stepped towards he and tapped her shoulder in apology.

"It's okay. I will meet up with Wooyoung today." She told me as if it was normal for her to meet up with him.

As if she didn't know that I would freak out at this.

"What the fuck, Y/N!? You will not." I tried to suppress an aggressive tone.

"I'm kidding, San. God, you're so controlling." She rolled her eyes back.

My eyes widened again at her statement.

"You're kidding?" I wanted to make sure, a bit to blended from all this stuff going on to even think straight and be able to follow her words properly.

"Yeah, it was supposed to be my revenge, idiot." She snapped again and walked away.

"Don't call me that!" I told her.

She was never this disrespectful. What the heck was going on?

"Y/N? What is it, huh?" I tried to sound soft but obviously failed.

She breathed out heavily, telling me how annoyed she was by now.

"Either you go and leave me alone or..." She bursted out.

My heart stopped for a moment just to start racing rapidly a second later as I realised what she implied to say.

"Or what?" My voice shivered already.

"Or we take a break." And my heartbeat stopped a second time.

"We just had sex and you're telling me, you wanna take a break?" I asked shocked.

I wished this was just a stupid nightmare of mine, because for me it really was at that point.

"Do you love me, San?" She suddenly wanted to know.

"What? Of course I do! I told you last night."

I was so confused and overwhelmed with this situation, I thought I forgot how to breathe properly.

"Why do you try to control me all the time if you really do?"

"That's the thing Y/N. I do that because I love you too much to let some boy near you." I tried to explain meaningfully.

But she was still quietly standing in front of me.

"I'll let you go with him for two hours, okay?" I thought the best thing to do is to give her what she wanted.

I almost missed that tears rolled down my cheeks. I was so damn emotional when it was about her.

"Please say something, love." I begged. Silence was never a good sign.

"I love you too. But you have to promise to let me go out more often. I don't care if it's with you or with my friends but I want some free time." She finally explained.

In the next second she was in my arms and hugged me tightly.

"I promise, Y/N. I love you."

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[cocastyle]

Robin — THREE

Pairing - Joel Dawson x reader

Word Count - 4,800

A/N - another update for you all! I just wanted to thank everyone for the feedback I have received on this series already! I love seeing people get excited for my writing snd it literally makes my day!

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There was something different about letting her feet hit the soil under the circumstances she was currently in. Y/N was used to coming out every once and a while with the hunting team, but this. . .this was different. She wasn't about to stay near by and hurry back to the bunker before the hour was up. No, she was free. She could go wherever she wanted. She could go beyond the 'walls' that the hunting team had established.

And there was no better feeling than knowing all of that.

Y/N looked around with a soft smile playing at her features, closing her eyes for a moment to soak in the sunlight before opening them again and letting out a sigh of content. She turned to Joel after that, her smile only growing at the sight of the boy taking in his surroundings.

The girl had almost forgotten that her best friend hadn't stepped foot on the surface in seven years. Joel looked around as if he couldn't believe he was actually outside and Y/N chuckled softly as she watched him inhale deeply through his nose, his face all scrunched up in a way that she could only find adorable.

Joel's eyes shot open at her laughter, playfully glaring at the girl who just smiled before gesturing towards the map in his hands. "Where to, boss?" Y/N asked.

Joel stared at her for a moment, smiling softly at the way her eyes were squinted in his direction, her hand attempting to shadow her eyes from the sun. The boy cleared his throat and looked away, his hands fumbling with the map which he quickly opened.

Y/N walked over to his side, her arm resting against his shoulder while the two both looked at the paper with looks of concentration. "Where are we?" Joel muttered, his eyes flickering over the map confused. "Well, it's not super useful."

"Don't say that. Look right there. It says avoid that area because our lives depend on it. That's useful," Y/N tried to argue. "Besides, it's the best we could do with such little time since someone decided within a span of five minutes he was leaving the bunker for the first time in seven years."

Joel shot her a look and the girl just winked at him. Letting out a small sigh, Joel began to fold up the map before saying, "You've gone on hunting trips before. Which way should we go?"

Y/N was silent for a moment as she looked around, her finger gently tapping against her lips while she surveyed the area. Finally, she looked to Joel, the boy responding with a smile for they were finally going to start on their journey. However, it quickly disappeared as she said, "I have no clue."

"What? Robin," Joel complained.

"Joel," Y/N mimicked while the boy sighed and scratched his head.

"How do you not know? You've been out here plenty of times," Joel pointed out.

"Yeah, but Connor was always the one with the compass," Y/N explained, her voice softening a bit at the mention of her friend before she hardened and looked up at the boy. "And seeing as that compass is in a decapitated monster's stomach, I don't think I'm going to be very useful."

Joel sighed before looking around again, nervously biting his lip as he tried to decide which way was the best to go. "Okay, well, you know what? We know we gotta head west, right? Well, let's just. . .do that," Joel muttered.

"Wow. I never would've thought of that one," Y/N snorted earning a small glare from the boy.

"I could really go for some non-sarcastic advice right about now," Joel told her while the girl chuckled. "Come on, Robin. Which way should we go?"

"I'm telling you, Joel, I have no idea. Just chose a direction and we'll go with that, okay? I'll follow you whenever you go," she assured him, her words making him still for a moment before he let out a shaky breath and looked around.

"Start with something easy," Joel muttered before finally gesturing one way. "West," he declared before beginning to walk that way, Y/N trotting along behind him.

However, they didn't go every far before Joel was turning on his feet, his hands grabbing ahold of Y/N’s shoulders to turn her around and push her back in the other direction. "Nope, it's this way," he said. "West is this way."

Once again, they didn't get far before Joel let out a sigh and came to a stop. Y/N stopped as well and looked to her best friend as he glanced around. "Shit," he muttered making the girl laugh. Joel glanced her way and the sight of her smile mixed with the sound of her laughter was enough to make him chuckle too.

"Shut up," Joel laughed, gently punching the girl's arm while she just smiled his way. His heart skipped a beat at the action and Joel had to look away, his smile not as bright but still gracing his face. "Split the difference," he finally decided as he gestured forward. "We'll go this way. Done. First decision made."

Y/N cracked her neck before hopping into place beside Joel. The boy looked to her in amusement and she just flashed him that smile of hers.

"Let's do this."

- - -

Dear Aimee,

I am doing it. I'm really doing it!

Honestly, I thought it'd be way worse too. So far, it's not too bad.

Robin makes it easy. She fills the silence with some stories of past hunting trips she's been on. Not really what I want to hear while walking through the very place that holds all the monsters she's talking about. But it's kind of impossible not to get lost in the way she tells a story. She just gets so excited and there's this sparkle in her eyes that makes you want to listen to her talk forever.

We've seen a lot of signs of death, but no actual death, so cross your fingers.

Trying to stay positive. Weather's nice. Getting some fresh air. Spending time with my best friend.

What else can I tell ya?

- - -

"You should've seen the look on Tim's face," Y/N told the boy, her body shaking with laughter as she flashed a smile Joel's way. "But how was I supposed to know that cutting off the monster's head would make bile shoot out of the hole and onto him?"

"Gross," Joel laughed, shaking his head at the girl who just chuckled at the memory. "That's why Tim came back one day and showered for like an hour."

"Yeah. And then everyone got mad at him because he was using so much water," Y/N said earning another round of laughter from the two as they walked through a bus graveyard they had stumbled upon a few minutes prior.

A comfortable silence fell among the two at that point, small smiles still on their faces as they walked through the tall grass and looked around. "Oh," Joel muttered, his arm shooting out and in front of the girl as he slowly backed away from one of the buses. "Watch out. Monster eggs."

Y/N looked at what he was talking about and grimaced before looking around them. "Where do you think the monsters that came out of those eggs went?" she questioned, continuing to glance around while Joel went behind her and began to push her forward.

"I don't really plan on sticking around to find out," Joel admitted, pushing the girl the rest of the way out of the bus graveyard before joining her by her side once again as they approached what seemed to be the remnants of an old neighborhood.

"I wonder what our houses look like now," Y/N muttered, her gaze on the house in front of them that was overrun with vines and other greenery. "You think our things are still there?"

"I'm not sure. Maybe," Joel said, but his gaze was on the ground where he could see something red sticking up off the grass. He bent down to pick the object up, a small smile appearing on his face as he wiped off the grass and realized that the object was a frisbee. "Cool," he muttered causing the girl to look his way. His eyes flickered over the faded lettering as he whispered, "Wham-O."

The words had no sooner left his mouth before the familiar screeching of a monster filled the air. Y/N reacted without hesitation, her hands flying up to grab her katanas which she had by her side within a second.

"No," Joel whispered, the disappointment of already running into a monster after not even a full day on the road almost as strong as his nerves. He subconsciously took a step closer to Y/N who was still holding her katanas up in the air, her eyes narrowed as she surveyed the area.

"We should find somewhere to take cover," Y/N finally said after realizing the monster wasn't as close as she had initially thought.

"Run and hide," Joel remembered, nodding his head slightly. He looked around for a moment before gesturing towards the house. "Hide in the house. Hide in the house."

Y/N stuffed her katanas back into their sheaths before grabbing ahold of Joel's hand. "Come on," she whispered, dragging the boy forward while he quickly stuffed the frisbee into his backpack.

They hurried to the house as quickly and as quietly as possible, only letting go of each other's hand once they reached the door that was wide open. Knowing there wasn't much room to work with the katanas inside, Y/N reached for her crossbow instead. Joel did the same and the two shared a look before slowly creeping inside.

Y/N moved towards the kitchen, her crossbow up as she looked around. Joel was behind her and she didn't pay attention to him until she heard him begin to open something up. Furrowing her eyebrows, she turned around in time to see him opening up a fridge.

A loud screech filled the air and Joel slammed the door shut before backing up as quick as possible, Y/N moving to his side with her crossbow aimed at the fridge. She momentarily glanced towards Joe who gave her a nervous smile before whispering, "I think the food's expired."

Y/N rolled her eyes at that, but her lips tugged up slightly in amusement before she slowly nudged the boy out of the kitchen. Once they were out, the two took off towards the back door and into the backyard.

They both hesitated in the middle of the yard while looking to the house to see if the monster had ended up following them. Luckily, it didn't seem to have left the fridge, so Y/N let out a small sigh of relief and returned her crossbow to the hook on her backpack.

"Pro tip about surviving monsters," Y/N began, glancing towards Joel who looked her way. "Never look in a place they could be hiding."

"But that was a refrigerator," Joel argued, his eyes wide.

"Especially refrigerators," Y/N retorted before turning and beginning to walk away. Joel stood there dumbfounded as she left, trying to process why refrigerators would be such a big hiding spot for monsters.

A bubbling sound seemed to snap the boy out of his thoughts and he furrowed his eyebrows before glancing to his left and at a small pond. He could see small bubbles rising from one area and he let out a shaky breath before whispering, "R-Robin?"

"Yes, Joel?" Y/N asked, turning to look back, but she froze at the sight of Joel staring at the pond where not one, not two, but three eyes had popped out of the water to stare at him.

The two were frozen in place as a monster began to emerge from the water. It looked as if it were the mutation of a frog, it's body similar to the amphibian, just larger, grosser and with more eyes.

"Joel," Y/N whispered, reaching up to grab her crossbow. "Back up."

The boy didn't respond, a look of stunned terror on his face as he slowly reached for his crossbow as well. His eyes were filled with tears as he looked at the monster, his throat constricting at the thought of this already being the end.

"Joel," Y/N insisted, but it was too late. The monster's tongue was already shooting towards the boy, but something flew across the air and knocked him out of the way just in time.

Y/N didn't have time to look at what jumped at Joel and reacted quickly, pulling her crossbow out as fast as she possibly could and firing at the monster without hesitation. The arrow managed to land in one of the monster's eyes and it let out a roar that made both Joel and Y/N’s eyes widen in response.

"I think you made it mad!" Joel yelled causing the girl to look his way for the first time. She faltered slightly at the sight of a dog standing atop his chest.

"Is that. . .a dog?" she questioned, her eyes wide with shock.

"Robin!" Joel exclaimed, his voice bringing her back to reality in time for her to dodge the tongue attack that was now being thrown in her direction. The dog ran towards the monster without hesitation, putting itself between Y/N and the creature as it barked.

Joel was on his feet in an instant and attempted to run towards the girl who was trying to pull herself up onto her feet after having the air knocked from her lungs. However, he didn't get far before he was thrown against the wall by a hit from the monster's tongue. He landed with a loud groan, but quickly sat up as he felt something grab ahold of his leg.

"No! No, no, no. No!" Joel cried out as he recognized the tongue of the monster which had wrapped around his ankle. He felt a small tug and began sliding across the ground, a yell escaping his lips as he began picking up speed. He was just about to reach the fallen tree in the yard when he felt a hand grab ahold of his own. Joel's eyes flew upward and he yelled out, "Y/N!"

Y/N had her jaw clenched in concentration, her hand holding on tightly to Joel's as she propped her feet against the tree trunk in order to keep them in place. They could hear the dog barking in the background, but it sounded muffled over the sound of their beating hearts and their own voices.

"Robin," Joel cried, his eyes filling with tears as he brought his other hand up to desperately latch onto hers.

"I gotcha," Y/N assured him. "You're okay." However, it seemed she spoke too soon because the edge of the trunk broke and Y/N suddenly fell forward, the two now sliding across the ground together but with some resistance since the girl was clawing at the ground.

She managed to hook her hand into a small hole in the ground and glanced back at Joel who was yelling in fear before she attempted to look around. Y/N’s eyes landed on the dog that was still barking at the creature and then she looked at the monster before letting out a sigh.

"Joel, you gotta trust me on this, okay?" Y/N asked, her words making the boy look up at her confused.

"Trust you on what?" he replied, but then she was letting go of his hand and Joel began screaming as he reached for the fallen tree.

Y/N rolled up onto her feet before pulling her katanas out of their sheaths. She ran past Joel who was still sliding across the ground towards the monster and ran at the monster at full speed.

The dog must've realized she was attacking because it ran to Joel and bit into the monster's tongue right as Y/N launched herself into the air and sliced the katanas across the monster's face. The monster roared in pain and anger, it's head thrashing to the side and hitting Y/N with so much force that she went flying towards the fence.

However, during the monster's pain and anger, it had managed to let go of Joel who scrambled to his feet. He ran over to Y/N and was quick to help her up, the girl wincing slightly and shoving her katanas back into their sheaths before shaking off the pain once she noticed the monster attempting to pull its way out of the water.

"We need to go!" Joel exclaimed, his arm wrapping around Y/N before the two ran through the hole in the fence and after the dog. They managed to make it through the hole moments before the monster went crashing through the fence and Joel held onto Y/N tighter as they ran, both of their breathing ragged as they followed the dog to who knows where.

"Wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!" Joel yelled after the dog who continued to pick up his speed. "Where are you going?"

"He's not going to answer you!" Y/N yelled before watching as the dog ran into an old bus. "There!"

Joel followed her gaze and was quick to pull her that direction, his arm still wrapped around her waist all the way there before he shoved her through the door first and hurried in after her.

The dog closed the door right behind them and Joel looked at the dog impressed as he whispered, "Whoa. Whoa, that was so cool."

They could hear the faint sound of the monster growing further away and it was only when it was gone that they finally moved. Letting out a small sigh of relief, Y/N leaned back against Joel who wrapped an arm around her shoulders and let his head rest against her own.

"We're alive," he whispered.

"Barely," Y/N muttered, the two letting out shaky breaths as they attempted to slow their breathing down.

Once they had managed to calm down some, the two let go of each other and looked down at the dog. Furrowing her eyebrows, Y/N took a step forward and looked around. Inside the bus was a makeshift home of sorts, complete with a bed for both a person and the dog, clothes, some belongings, and numerous crafts lining the inside as if someone had spent the last seven years making nothing but decorations.

"Nice place," Joel commented, looking to the dog who was now laying on his bed. "Can we sit?" The dog glanced at him and Joel looked to Y/N who shrugged. The boy watched the dog hesitantly and made a move to sit down. When the animal didn't show any sign of disagreement, Joel fully sat down. "Thanks."

Y/N walked over as well, but she kneeled down in front of the dog who looked to her with big round eyes. "Hey there, buddy," she whispered, carefully holding her hand out. The dog looked to her hand and leaned forward, sniffing her fingers for a second before licking them. Smiling, Y/N reached forward and let her fingers brush through the dog's hair. "Thank you for saving us back there. Where did you come from, huh? You got a master coming back soon?"

"Robin," Joel whispered. The girl hummed in response and looked his way only to find the boy pointing towards some dishes that looked as if they hadn't been cleaned in a really long time. Y/N instantly put two and two together before looking back at the dog who was leaning into her touch as she scratched behind his ears.

"You all alone?" Joel asked, his eyes flickering over the dog before finally looking at Y/N who he couldn't help but smile at as he watched her interact with the animal.

The dog leaned back at Joel's words and Y/N sighed before standing up and sitting down beside Joel on the bed. "Yeah, us too. I mean, we have each other, but. . .you get what I mean," Joel explained while Y/N smiled softly and placed a hand on top of the boy's.

Joel smiled back and flipped his hand over in order to hold her hand and give it a small squeeze. Feeling content with the comfort his best friend provided him, Joel began to look around until his eyes landed on some graffiti on the bus that read 'Boy.'

"Boy?" he questioned, the name instantly making the dog sit up. Joel and Y/N both shared a look before Joel looked back to the dog. "Is that your name? Boy? Your name is Boy." The dog continued to look at him and Y/N smiled softly as she leaned against Joel.

"I'm Y/N," she said. "But this one right here calls me Robin."

"And I'm Joel," the boy spoke up. "But people call me Batman."

"They do not," Y/N snorted making the boy pout.

"No one calls you Robin," Joel tried to argue.

"You call me Robin," Y/N pointed out.

Knowing he was defeated, Joel looked back to Boy before nodding at the dog. "Nice to meet ya," he said. "Like Robin said earlier. . .thanks, uh. . .thanks for saving my life, Boy."

Boy lowered his head and Y/N just watched the dog with a small smile while Joel used his free hand to pick up a red dress that was lying on the makeshift bed. "Is this a dress?" he asked. However, the words had barely left his mouth before Boy was up and pulling the dress from his grasp.

"Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Sorry," Joel said as Boy ripped the dress away and laid back down on his bed with the dress next to him. "Okay, I won't touch it again."

Y/N let her eyes flicker over Boy, frowning slightly as she realized the dress must've belonged to his owner. Thinking the same thing, Joel asked, "Was that your owner's?"

Boy didn't move and Joel glanced towards Y/N. "It's okay," Joel assured the dog. "You don't have to talk about it. Sorry."

"Did you. . .did you think one of us was her?" Y/N asked, thinking back to the way the dog had grown so protective of them. Boy didn't look at them, but he didn't have to. Y/N was pretty sure he had thought one of them was his owner coming back to him.

"I'm gonna lie down too," Joel said, letting go of Y/N’s hand to pull his backpack off. "Is that o—" The dog looked his way and Joel slowed his actions down. "No, it's okay. Just my backpack." Boy laid back down and Joel let out a small sigh as he set the backpack down. However, he paused as he glanced towards Y/N and it registered in his head that there was only one bed.

"I forgot there's only one bed. Here, you take the bed," Joel told her, already beginning to get up. "I'll just lay on the ground."

Y/N rolled her eyes and reached up to grab the boy's wrist. Joel hesitated and looked back at her while she just gave him a small smile. "We've been best friends for years, Joel. Just shut up and lay down with me," she told him. "Don't worry. I won't bite."

Y/N then gave him a small wink and stood up to take off her backpack and katanas, not noticing the way Joel's cheeks reddened slightly. Although, he wasn't completely sure why that was happening either.

With the bed obviously only being made for one person, the two both had to lay on their side. Joel got on first and leaned all the way back against the far side before opening up his arms. Y/N got in next and laid beside him, the boy freezing as she laid down before he put his arm down at his side not daring to hold the girl like he found himself wanting to.

Y/N was glad Joel couldn't see her face for she was sure she had a slight frown on her face at the fact that he hadn't even wanted to hold her. However, her thoughts were pushed aside as she felt the boy gently nudge her before pointing towards the ceiling where they could see a stuffed dog and girl pinned up next to each other.

"You know," Joel said, glancing over at Boy, "I had a girl, too, once. I mean, I have Y/N, but I'm talking about a different girl. Think you would've really liked her. Yeah, you guys would totally get along. She—She loves dogs. I mean, all animals. She's a big animal lover."

Y/N closed her eyes as the boy began to ramble, especially thankful for not having to face the boy as she listened to him talk about Aimee. Usually she was able to ignore what he was saying, but something about being this close to him, close enough that she could feel his warmth and the way his breath fanned against her neck, and having to hear him talk about another girl was more painful than ever before.

"I haven't seen her in seven years," Joel muttered after a moment of silence. "Long time. That's why I'm trying to go find her. I haven't told anyone this, but I'm kinda nervous about it."

Y/N opened her eyes at that, her face softening at the boy's words. It seemed Boy was touched by his words as well because he got up and plopped down right beside their bed, the dress still in his mouth. He closed his eyes and Y/N smiled softly before reaching down and petting the dog one more time.

"Goodnight, Boy," she whispered, Joel repeating her words while the dog let out a small whine before going to sleep.

A silence filled the room after that, but Y/N knew neither of them were able to sleep. She waited for a moment before whispering, "Are you actually nervous to see Aimee?"

Joel let out a soft sigh, his breath fanning the back of her neck before he whispered, "Yeah." He paused for a moment. "It's been seven years. What if she doesn't want to see me?"

Sighing, the girl turned around in the bed until she was facing Joel. Their faces were an inch or two apart and she noticed Joel's eyes widen slightly in surprise, but it quickly disappeared as he looked into her eyes and relaxed a bit.

Y/N’s eyes searched his own as she said, "Aimee would have to be crazy to not want to see you. You're one of the best people out there, Joel, and that was even before ninety five percent of the population was killed."

Joel smiled softly at that and looked down. "I don't know," he whispered, but the girl quickly shook her head before gently reaching out and forcing his chin up so he could look at her.

"You need to stop doubting yourself, Joel. You have such a big heart and are one of the kindest and funniest people I know. You're making one of the most romantic gestures just daring to take this journey to see her. If she doesn't want to see you, then there's something wrong with her. Trust me. All you need to do is stay calm. Everything will work out in the end," she assured him, smiling softly as she caressed his cheek once with her thumb.

Joel couldn't speak as he looked at her, his eyes flickering over her face for a moment as he tried to process all that she had just said. He couldn't help but notice the rapid beating of his heart. Seeing as it was feeling he had never experienced around the girl before, Joel pushed it aside as nothing but fear of a monster attacking while they slept. But still. . .there was something about the feeling that was familiar. He just couldn't put his finger on it.

Y/N was turning around before Joel could think anymore about it, nestling into the pillow as she closed her eyes. "Besides," she muttered, "your ass dragged me out of that bunker and I'm not about to let you have second thoughts or I'll kill you before any of these monsters can."

Joel chuckled softly at that, his whole body relaxing just because of the girl's presence. He stared at the back of her head for a moment, his eyes trailing down her form before he reached out and slowly let his arm wrap around her waist. Y/N responded by leaning backwards and into his chest while the boy pulled her closer to him and let his face nestle into the crook of her neck.

Y/N smiled softly as her eyes fluttered close once again, a sigh escaping her lips as she whispered out, "Goodnight, Joel."

"Goodnight, Robin."

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