#Pov: the bathroom doesn't have paper towels

[starfruitsomething]

THESE THINGS

YEP THESE RIGHT HERE

When I tell you I would rather walk out of the bathroom hands SOPPING WET with huge water stains down my clothes, then put any part of my body near these ear-killing-death-machines-that-DONT-EVEN-FUCKING-DRY-YOUR-HANDS!!

[gegewrites]

Dr.house- a proper fuck(smut)

I apologize for how long it took me to write this. I hope you enjoy!

6-14-23

Words-3.1k

Kinda(?) edited?

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It's been a month since Greg's been shot, he hasn't gone to work. I've taken over for him, but sometimes Cuddy or Wilson will use the team for extra help. Greg's new favorite thing since he realized he could run again...was running. I'm not arguing, he's got some nice legs. But, he like to go for runs at night. Just getting up, throwing on his running shorts and shoes, grabbing his iPod and earbuds and just leaving.

Like tonight, I was finishing up a patient report on the couch, resting against him as he watched Tv, his legs kicked up on the coffee table. Then all of a sudden, he pushed me off of him simultaneously kicking his legs off the table. I just watched him leave. I'm not gonna stop him from running. He's finally got free mobility, let him enjoy it for as long as it lasts.

"I'll be back." He pointed at me as he opened the door and quickly walked through it, closing it behind him. I rolled my eyes and laid down on the couch,the arm of it below my shoulder blades, I put my knees up resting the file against it as I continued writing.

He didn't get back till eleven thirty and He left at ten. He didn't come to the bedroom first, he went straight to the bathroom and showered, It's very appreciated.  I was laying in  bed, my knees up as my book was against the front of my thighs,  which was covered by the comforter.  I flipped the page of my book, the Tv was also on, anything to keep me awake at this point. If I fell asleep, I'd soon be woken up anyways to move my position because he demands to have a hot women laying against his chest at night. But I also demand to have an arm draped over my back and hand sat on my ribs to sleep anyways.

Two people desperate for human touch, it's kind of perfect. Though some interactions in the workplace can inappropriate, like a grab to my ass as he walks past me, even if I'm actively with a patient. He's the gropey one, I just like to be near him when I can.

I started reading the next page as the bedroom door pushed open, the only light being the lamp on my nightstand. His hair was damp and fluffy from being towel dried,said towel wrapped around his waist. Yum.

He walked past the bed to the dresser throwing me a glance, I was still trying to read this book.

"How was your run?" I asked as the top dresser drawer opened.

"It's was good." He looked back at me as he threw his boxers to the bed. Closing the drawer and going to his pants drawer,"where'd you get that book?"

"Cameron, she finished it. Gave her one of mine and she gave me one of hers." I explained , turning the page. He hummed, I was waiting for some snarky remark, but it didn't come. He just tossed the towel to end of the bed and  put his boxers and pants on. I didn't watch him, this part of the book was good. Pretty blasphemous, but who doesn't wanna get fucked by a hot priest?

He stepped out of the room to put the towel back in the bathroom, walking back in quickly after.

"What's it about?" He asked as he walked to his side of the bed. I slid the tip of my finger under the page as he pulled up the comforter snd sheets, proceeding to get under them.

"I don't think you wanna know." I glanced at him as he rested on his side,  his right forearm was sunken into his pillows. He leaned in as I looked back to the page and I saw his eyebrow raise from my peripheral view.

"By the words wet, priest, and cock...It's religious erotica." A light chuckle tinged the word erotica.  I shrugged before grabbing the bookmark from the night stand, my right leg straightening out. I slipped the decorated piece of paper  into the bind and closed it, placing it next to the lamp.

I looked back at him, his left hand now snaked under the cover, placed on my thigh.

"run didn't tire you out?" I asked, my left leg falling a bit more open subconsciously.

"Not even close." I leaned closer to him to catch his lips on mine and he sat up a bit taller. His left hand moving to my right hip pulling me closer to him. My left hand came to hold the back of his head as his lips moved heatedly with mine.

The smell of his body wash filled my senses. my finger carding smoothly through his dry,yet damp, hair. Moments like these remind me on how stupidly obsessed I can be about him.  My right leg straighten out as I pushed up closer to him, propping up on my left arm. My hips twisted, my right leg sweeping over his. I slowly started coming up to my knees, pushing him into the head board and his pillows. His hands sat on my hips, my hand was still on the back of his head, though my right was on his bare shoulder.

Now would be a good time to mention what I'm wearing. Dark red panties, bikini style. And his black Mötley Crüe T-shirt. A rather usual sleeping outfit of mine, his shirts were just comfier, plus I do the laundry.

He pushed my hips down to his thigh, I didn't realize I was hovering over it. Force of habit. I pulled away from him as he took hold of the bottom hem of the shirt. he sat up closer to me as he pulled it off and threw it to the left side of the room. Placing a kiss to my lips as a hand slid around to my lower back, pulling me closer as we kissed down my jaw.

"As much as I love the sweet shit," I started, he didn't look at me or stop, his beard tickled my skin, his lips nipping at my skin, taking his time to find that spot on my splenius," I'd prefer to just be fucked."

"Or you could just shut up?" He pulled away from my neck only to say that sentence before going back to my neck. His right hand sliding up my ribs to grab my breast in his hand, his finger tips pressing into it. I pushed further in his palm, Gaining a small hum from him. his tongue swiped over my skin before he placed an open mouth kiss to his favorite hickey area, his teeth soon joining in as he sucked on the skin.

I could feel myself getting wetter and in desperate need of more. if he wasn't wearing pants he'd probably feel how wet I'm growing against his thigh. He placed a kiss to the new hickey on my skin. his left thumb hooking in the band of my panties, his finger tips pressing onto the plush of my ass. Then his hands slid up to my waist.

"Get off." I lifted my right leg off and over him. I came to stand at the edge of the bed and he came up to standing as well. I slid my panties down my legs and kicked the away towards the wall. He was looking down at me, his right brow raised and then he glanced to the bed, then back to me. The right corner of his like curling up, getting that lusted gleam in his eye.

I got the hint, if he can run...he fuck me properly, especially with no pain. Don't get me wrong I love riding him, but now he's got the full control to fuck me how ever he wants.

I crawled onto the bed, resting down on my forearms, my chest sinking into the mattress as my ass stayed in the air. My legs spread apart perfectly for him.

"My god." His tone was almost star strucken. Which would make sense,in these few years he's never seen me like this. I've ridden him reverse and been bent over his desk, but it's not like this. My right cheek rested on the top of my palm as I looked back at him, his pants already off, his eyes stuck on my ass.

"Stop ogling and Fuck me already," I wiggled my ass a little to encourage him,"I'm tired."

"I can tell, you're getting bitchy." I rolled my eyes as He took hold of my hips, pulling me closer to him. He let his right hand slid down my ass and thigh before grabbing his cock. Stroking it a few time before letting his head slide through my folds, spreading my slick over my clit and lips. His left hand slid up and down my waist, as his head rubbed my clit. His tip finally sat at my core, no words have been exchanged. He being entranced in what he's about to do, and me excited for what's about to happen. If he's good with his mouth and his fingers, and his cock already makes me crumble...well then this must be the Fuckin golden goose.

This position was actually quite comfortable, pretty relaxing. I pushed back into him a bit, perfectly timing it when he pushed into me. Sliding way more then just the tip in, taking me by surprise.

"Oh-God!" I choked out, grabbing the  sheets in my hands, my forehead on the top of my left hand.

"Now that's good." He slid out, keeping his tip In and pushing in again, deeper this time. My walls clinging around him as he stretched me out. He didn't stop if give me time to settle, just kept sliding out and pushing back in, his tip never leaving though. My moans built up from simple breathy ones to elongated pleasure filled ones as his pace increased. Hit tip hitting that sweet spot deep inside me each time he bottoms out.

I could imagine what he looked like. Eyes closed, head back. His lips parted as groans left his mouth. He'd look down occasionally, Watching his cock thrust in and out of me, seeing how my cum soaked him. watching how creamy was pussy was getting because of him.

"This is why I like fucking you." He said, leaning down, rolling his hips into my ass as he placed an open mouth kiss to my shoulder. Goosebumps spreading down my right arm and side, his lips were down by ear,"pussys always so damn good."

My right arm straightened out as I grabbed the sheets in my fist, also giving myself some support. my body pushing and pulling on the bed, my backs arch deepening into the mattress.

"Fu-uck." I choked out, my brain completely focused on the way his hands gripped my hips, the way each time he cock slid back In, a tinge of electricity shot up my spine and to my brain, completely obsessed with how his cock felt inside of me in this position. It just felt better.

Groans left his throat more frequently as his speed increased, mine were near unstoppable. A lot of it was about how good it felt, how good it was. I could hear the bed frame starting to creak a bit, skin slapping together. His left hand slid down my side, running down my stomach, his middle  and ring finger coming in contact to my clit, wasting no time to rub it generously.

"Aah yes!" I pushed back into him more. The feeling his tip hitting and rubbing against my g-spot paired with the quick rubbing against my clit was perfect. I didn't have to work for this orgasm, it was just coming. My abdomen tightening, my walls fluttering around him, my thighs twitching from the constant attention against my clit.

A whine left my throat as my Forehead buried into the mattress, my left arm extending forward like my right. My hand clinging to the sheet. My head  dizzy with pleasure, the inside of my thighs getting wetter. I yanked my right arm towards me, gripping the sheet as a rip of electric shot my spine. A moan yanked out of me which I let out in the mattress, pushing my right arm into the mattress more. I used it to push myself up a bit.

"Greg I'm-"

"Fucking give it to me." His words elongated, tone dripping with ecstasy. if I didn't know better, I'd think he was stoned. But I did just that, I gave it to him. He didn't change his pace, his didn't change anything. His finger still rubbing quickly at my clit, his hips snapping into my ass as his tip pounded my g-spot. My eyes were clamped shut, my face shoved into the mattress. He let out a chuckled groan, and I felt his cock Twitching inside of me.

“Com-come on, come on please.” I lifted my head, catching my breath as I spoke. My hairline was damp, so was my spine. His fingers left my clit as he grabbed both my hips.

Instead of getting rougher or whatever, he slowed down to a stop. He Pulled out of me and using his left hand pushed me from my hands and knees to my back. I let out a little “oh” as he Grabbed my left thigh, hooking it over his right hip, standing in between my legs. His cock his his hand as he lined it back up to my core and pushed in again.

“So fucking good.” He held both my legs on his hips, I pulled him in closer, pressing my heels into his lower back. He came down on his left hand propped up on his arm , holding my left thigh still.

I reached to the back of his head and pulled him to me, pressing my lips to his as he rocked into me, starting to regain his original pace. My right hand reached under his arm, holding onto his back, my nails wasting no time to claw onto his skin. My finger held onto whatever hair I could grasp, heatedly and breathlessly making out with him. I arched up into him, feeling his cock Twitch again. My walls were tight around him, sucking him in, waiting to be filled up by him.

I felt his pace start to falter t and he pulled away from me, his fingers dug harder into my thighs. I still held him close to me, his face hovering over mine. Eyes closed, sucked into his pleasure, tranced in it really. He regained his pace, taking in a sharp and deep inhale from his nose, letting it out as a sighed groan, coming down to place a kiss to my forehead before standing back up to his original position, my hands fell away from him, grabbing at the sheets by the thighs. He put my right leg over his shoulder, keeping my left his hip, slowly leaning down to me.

“Flexible.” He noted, as his hand made contact to the sheet just above my head.

“Oh fuuck!” I whined out, god it felt fucking good. My eyes were clamped shut again, my teeth biting down at my bottom lip. Moans erupting from my throat, but not leaving my mouth. The only sounds that came out of my lips were gasps.

So Yeah, him being able to fuck properly is the golden goose. He’s holding himself back, it’s why he’s not talking. He wants me to cum again, with him. The sleep is gonna be good after this so it’s worth it.

I could already feel my next orgasm building up, that dizziness in my head coming back, my body temp rising, My abdomen muscles tightening, my right hand taking it placed on his back again, nails clawing at their original spot. If he’s leaving hickeys, I’m leaving scars.

“I’m gonna-“ apparently I can’t announce my orgasms tonight since he just cuts me off right away.

“For the love of god, please do.” Breathy and elongated, tinged with desperation and a bit of annoyance.

It didn’t take long before I was cumming on his cock again, my walls fluttering around his deprives cock immediately setting of his own orgasm. He didn’t stop pounding into me, his warm cum coating my walls, mixing in with my own juices. his grip on the front of my calf tight, his hand held a fist full of the sheet. My ears were focused on the sound of his groans, a muttered “That���s it, that’s fucking it”, trailed off his lips, the obscene wet sounds coming from where we were connected. I’ll change the sheets tomorrow morning.

He slowed down slowly, savoring those last moments and I wasn’t arguing. I was seeing stars behind my closed lids, my chest rapidly rising and falling as I caught my breath, my pulse pounding in my neck, hearing it in my head, but it wasn’t a headache. He guiding my leg off his shoulder, holding it to his hip as he slid out, letting them both fall down gently. He stepped out from i between my legs and fell down onto the mattress next to me on his back, also catching some much needed breath.

“Still got it.” He chuckled to himself and I giggled, letting my eyes opened, feeling the tiredness creeping into my body as my high wore off.

“That was good.” I smiled, it was the remaining bit of high, as I tilted my head to look at him, he was glancing down at me. He had one hand on his chest, his right arm laid on the mattress a few inches above my head.

“I’ve been informed quite a bit.” He marked and I scoffed, pulling myself up to sit on the edge of the bed, feeling how wet the inside do my thighs were, especially how wet the sheets were.

“Mm, come back.” I felt him grab my shoulder and pull me back down to the mattress and I let him, I turned on my side to rest into his arm and side, resting my hand on his chest and he placed his hand on mine. We stayed in silence for a bit, listening to each other breathing, my eyes fell closed but I opened them again, they fluttered a bit.

“So running and screwing, is that your plan?” I asked him, glancing up a bit to look at him better. He raised his brow, a slight frown on his face from thinking, still looking wth the ceiling and then sharply nodded, a smirk now replacing the frown.

“Definitely.”

[brimarie0512]

Stray kids fanfic ot8 series part nine

Slow burn

WC: 4.7k (4,774)

There are pov switches, female reader, use of y/n, nicknames

Warnings: Mentions of food, mentions of period, smut

Summery: After discovering you have your period Lee know takes care of you and Han switches his plans so you can still have date night.

(So sorry this is late I was busy prepping food and spending the day with my family for thanksgiving and then I went on the “walk” and got a little too high and fell asleep)

Chapter Nine “Jisungs Date”

Y/n’s pov

I woke up snuggled in Chan’s arms like always. I am really getting used to this. I made my way out of his arms because I had to pee. I made my way to the bathroom and when I sat on the toilet I looked down and saw blood. Fuck I got my period I thought to myself.. I cleaned myself up and took a shower. By the time I was out of the shower Chan was awake. I got dressed in some sweats and a t-shirt.

“Good morning doll, how did you sleep?” He asked as I approached him.

“Good, how did you sleep Channie?” I asked back, holding onto his hands.

“I always sleep well with you in my arms.”

“I'm glad,” I said smiling. “Hey Chan, I need to go to the store. Do you think the driver would bring me?” I asked.

“Of course, doll. Is everything okay?” He asked me.

“Yeah it's just I woke up with my period and I don't have anything here.” I said kind of embarrassed

“Oh doll it's okay, do you want me to go with you?” He asked sweetly, gently squeezing my hands.

“No it's okay but thank you Channie.” I said.

“Okay well at least let me walk you to the car.”

“Okay, I would like that.”

Chan stood up and just threw on a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt before heading out of the room. We went into the kitchen where Lee Know was standing by the door with his shoes and jacket on.

“Minho where are you going?” Chan asked.

“Oh I have to go to the store, we need some stuff for the house.” He responded.

“Oh well, can you take y/n with you? She needs to get some stuff too.” Chan said not explaining further for your sake.

“Yeah no problem, come on love.” Lee Know said motioning to me

I put on my shoes and jacket and joined him in leaving. When we got into the car it was quiet at first. Lee Know doesn't seem to hate me anymore, in fact he and I get along pretty well now. However this was our first time alone without at least one of the other members around.

“So what do you need at the store? I could have just grabbed it for you.”

“Oh it's nothing, it's um personal and too difficult to explain.” I said ending the conversation.

I have never really liked talking about my period even being a girl it still makes me uncomfortable. I just have blood gushing out of me and I am in pain for seven days. Who would want to talk about that? Certainly not me. I do feel bad shutting out Minho but I am already in pain and it's only going to get worse. Soon enough we were at the store. I tried to go my own way but Lee Know would not allow it pulling me to his side by my arm. First he dragged me along to get the stuff needed for the house. It mostly consisted of food and snacks, some stuff like toothpaste and paper towels. When he was done he looked at me to lead the way.

“Go ahead love, get what you need. I will come with you just lead the way.” He said sweetly.

He was trying to be sweet but I hated this. However there was no way out of it he would see what I bought at the cash register or in the car anyways so I just started walking. First I went to get some pain relief because my periods are brutal. Then I went to the dreaded period section. I took a moment scanning the shelves before I picked my normal brand of pads and tampons. I put them in the cart looking embarrassed and sad. I just want this to be over so I can go back to Chan’s room and lay down.

“Hey there's no reason to look like that love. We are all adults and we know what you go through as a woman. Come on, let's go check out.” Lee Know said leading the way again but this time he held my hand as we walked.

We made our way to the cash register. Before I could even protest Minho put my things with his.

“Minho, I can buy my own stuff.” I said, trying to separate it.

“Oh hush I got it please let me.” He said pleading while taking my things back into his hands.

“Okay fine. Thank you.” I said, giving him a smile.

We left the store and Lee Know put the groceries in the car. When he got in he sat right next to me and took my hand to hold it in his. It was comforting so I leaned in and placed my head on his shoulder.

“Are you okay?” He asked. “I know for some people it can be a really bad time of the month.”

“Right now it's not too bad but it does get worse as the days go on. I just hate it because it makes me feel gross.”

“You don't need to feel that way, it's a normal human function love.”

“I know it's just icky to be bleeding for seven days. I just personally don't like the feeling of it”

“That's reasonable love, I never thought about it that way, no wonder you don't want to talk about it, it seems like an uncomfortable time.” he said before kissing the top of my head.

Minho and I may have had a rough start but he's really nice now and this is so comforting. Soon the car pulled up to the dorms.

“Go upstairs and relax in Chan’s room. I will bring the groceries up and I will bring you all of your stuff.” He said sweetly.

“Minho you don't have to do that, I can still help.” I said in protest.

“I know you can but I won't let you, now go. I will be right up love.” He said, smiling at me.

“Okay Min thank you.” And with that I went upstairs.

When I walked in Han and Felix were on the couch together.

“Hey sunshine, just so you know Chan went to the gym with Changbin.” Felix said from the couch.

“Thank you, I am going to relax in his room.” I said back.

I left them and went back into Chan’s room and just laid on his bed. I put on twilight in the background to watch once I had my things and felt better.

Lee Know’s pov

Once y/n walked upstairs I started grabbing the groceries. I carried them upstairs and placed them all in the kitchen. I took a moment to find her things and put them into a separated bag. I started walking towards Chan’s room.

“Hey Minho, where are you going?” Asked Han from the couch.

“I will be right back, I just have to bring this to y/n.”

“Okay.”

With that I made my way to Chan’s room and knocked on the door.

“Come in” Y/n answered from the other side so I opened the door.

“Hey here's your things. I hope they help and you can feel better.” I said, handing her the bag.

“Thank you Minho, I really appreciate it.” She said, taking the bag.

“Of course love. Why don't you rest, I'll leave you be.”

“Thank you, again.” She said before I walked out.

I went back into the kitchen and started putting everything else away. I decided y/n had to eat since she had not yet today. I started making some homemade tomato soup and when it was almost finished I started to make her a grilled cheese as well. I put the soup in the bowl and the grilled cheese on a plate and put some of y/n’s favorite chips on the side. I also got her a ginger ale and put it all on a tray before making my way back to Chan’s room. I knocked once again and when I did not hear an answer I slowly opened the door. Y/n was asleep so I placed the tray down on Chan’s desk before making my way to the side of the bed that she was on.

“Y/n love, hey you have to eat something please. I made you some food.” I said, trying to wake her up.

“Oh hey Minho. Thank you but you didn't have to do that.” she said as she started sitting up.

“It's important for you to eat and take care of yourself especially right now.” I said as I started walking back to Chan’s desk to get the tray of food.

“Minho, this looks and smells amazing. Thank you so much.” She said as I placed the tray on her lap.

“You deserve it love, I hope you like it” I said as I started to turn away to walk out

“Hey um Minho, could you maybe stay with me?” She asked in the sweetest yet shy voice.

“Of course love. I would be happy too.” I said, turning back to join her on the bed.

As I approached she lifted the blanket for me to climb under. The movie she was playing was still on in the background but I don't recognize it.

“What's this movie?” I asked, turning to face her.

“It's twilight. Wait, have you never seen twilight!?” She asked in shock.

“Sorry love, I can't say that I have.”

“Omg I am starting it over, you're missing out on a masterpiece it is like my number one comfort movie.” She said, grabbing the remote excitedly and rewinding it.

With that she started it over and began eating the food I made for her.

“Minho, this is amazing. Thank you for doing this for me.” She said, smiling widely.

“I am glad you like it love, and there is no need to thank me.”

She dunked the grilled cheese in the soup and then held it out in front of me.

“Go on, take a bite. The chief deserves to try his masterpiece too.” She said, still holding the food out in front of my face, her hand under it in case anything dripped.

She insisted I try it so I took a bite as she held it in front of me.

“That is really good.” I said covering my mouth while I talked.

“Told you!” She said, going back to eating the food herself.

Everyonce in a while she would reach over giving me a bite and she would not take no as an answer. Soon the food was finished so she placed the tray on the bed side table next to her and then she cuddled into my side. She was really comforting and it felt nice even if she was a new person. We watched twilight and as it played I noticed she fell asleep once again but this time in my arms. I kept watching the movie she had on and it wasn't great but it was still entertaining. As the end credits were rolling Chan came into his room to see me cuddling with y/n.

“Oh hey, I didn't expect you to be in here.” Chan said whispering not to wake up y/n.

“Yeah I brought her food while she was sleeping and once I got her awake she didn't want me to leave, sorry Chan.”

“No, it's okay. I am glad you were able to be there for her. It's bad isn't it. Is she in a lot of pain?”

“She said it's not too bad today but that it gets worse.”

“That makes sense. Do you want to stay here with her?” Chan asked me.

“Chan you don't have to say that I can go.” I said starting to try to get up but y/n moved and held me tighter.

“Well even though she's asleep it looks like she wants you here.” Chan said, laughing slightly. “Well move over, I am joining.”

“Okay Chan” I said while moving closer to y/n while Chan laid on the other side of me keeping me in the middle.

“I am glad you two are getting along now.” He said wrapping his arm around my shoulder

“Me too Chan, I am glad she gave me a second and well I guess third chance. I never wanted to upset her, I just wanted to keep you guys safe.”

“I know and I thank you for that but I think she's good for us and I really love her.”

“You love her?” I asked Chan in shock.

“Yeah I uh actually told her last night and she said she loves me too. I am really happy Min, I am glad we found her.”

“I am glad we found her too. I actually do like her a lot.” I said back.

“I'm happy. So what are we watching?” Chan asked.

“Uh, this movie is called twilight. She said it's her favorite comfort movie.”

“Oh I know about these because of Hannah.” Chan said.

“Really? Y/n and Hannah would probably get along then.” I said back.

“Yeah, maybe I can take y/n to meet her one day.”

“Yeah maybe” I said, snuggling myself in between Chan and y/n.

With that the next movie of the series started playing automatically. I tuned in and I actually liked it but soon with the comforting feeling of being in Chan’s arms and having y/n in mine I fell asleep.

Y/n’s pov

I hadn't even remembered falling asleep but when I woke up I was in Minho’s arms and he was asleep too. As I adjusted I realized Chan was behind Min too but he was awake.

“Hey doll. How are you doing?” Chan whispered over Minho.

“I am okay. Just feel sore but I am good. I don't even remember falling asleep.” I said laughing slightly.

Chan and I talked quietly for a few moments before Minho started stirring and waking up.

“Hey guys.” He said as he adjusted.

“Hey Min, thanks for staying with me. I'm sorry I fell asleep.”

“It's okay, no need to be sorry. I fell asleep too,” He said laughing

“Well thank you for taking care of me.” I said as I leaned in to give him a kiss on the cheek.

“Try that again, I think you missed” Min said laughing lightly.

So I did just that but kissed him on the lips this time. He held one side of my face while he deepened the kiss passionately. When we broke away we both laughed and looked at Chan who was just looking at us in shock.

“Awe Channie do you feel left out?” I said teasingly.

I leaned over Minho and kissed Chan now. When we broke Minho also gave him a kiss.

“I could get used to that.” Chan said, letting out a content sigh.

Minho and I nodded in agreement. After a few more minutes in bed together Min left to check on Han and Chan and I relaxed in bed the rest of the day.

Time skip

Y/n’s pov

It is now Wednesday, the day for Jisung and I’s date. I am in quite a lot of pain today. At this point all the guys have caught onto the fact that I am on my period and they have all been extra sweet. I decided to take some pain relief because I hope it will dull my pain. I did my normal morning routine taking a shower and eating breakfast with the boys but nothing was helping my pain.

“Are you still excited for tonight?” Han asked as we finished our breakfast.

“Han I was really looking forward to it but I don't think I can go out like this. I am in a lot of pain.” I said really upset. I was really looking forward to hanging out with Han and going on a date.

“Honey, don't worry about it. We don't need to go out. I will kick Lee Know out of the room for the night and we can watch movies and eat good food if you're okay with that.” He said, giving me his iconic smile.

“Really Jisung you would do that for me?” I said tearing up. My period was making me really emotional.

“Of course jagiya we don't need to do anything fancy, I just want to spend time with you.”

“Thank you Hannie, I am excited.”

“Perfect. Meet me in my room at seven, I will have everything ready.” He said bringing me into a hug.

Han’s pov

I was looking forward to taking y/n out tonight but I understand that she is in pain and I am still excited to spend time with her. Now I just have to set up and tell Minho he has to stay in someone else's room tonight. First I went into Minho and I’s room. I cleaned it up and put new sheets on the bed as well as a fuzzy comforter. I readjusted and fluffed the pillows. I hung up some fairy lights to set the mood. Minho walked in while I was cleaning the last part of the room.

“Wow Hannie I don't think I have ever seen this room look this good. What is the special occasion?” He asked.

“Well y/n is still in pain so she is going to come here tonight and we are going to watch movies and eat. And speaking of that I kinda need you to sleep in someone else's room. I want it to be just her and I tonight. I love you but I want to get to know her.”

“That is not a problem Han, dont worry about it, I hope tonight goes well. Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Thank you so much Min but I think I have it covered. I really appreciate it. I love you so much.” I said walking over to him. I gave him a kiss.

He leaned in with a lot of passion. He kept one hand on my waist and the other on my cheek. He pressed into the kiss making me lean back but his hand on my waist kept me close. We broke away but he stayed close his mouth barley hovering over mine

“We should stop. I don't want to get more worked up than I am and I just changed the sheets.” I said breathing heavily but staying close to him.

“Just one more.” Minho said, leaning in again. He kept this kiss brief before breaking away.

“I wish we didn't have to stop but I want to be the best for y/n.” I said, sighing.

“It's okay we always have tomorrow Hannie, I love you.���

“I love you.” I said back as Lee Know left.

I went into the bathroom to deal with the new problem in my pants from Minho’s shenanigans and then I showered. When I got out I dried my hair and went to put on some comfy clothes. I threw on a pair of gray sweatpants and a white graphic t-shirt. I sat on the bed and ordered some food. I ordered ramen, kimchi-jjigae, and tteokbokki. I waited for the food and when it arrived I brought it into my room and grabbed us some chopsticks. I went into the kitchen to get some snacks as well. I made some popcorn and grabbed some chips, candy, and soda for us. It was nearly time for y/n to come to my room so I sat on my bed and waited.

Y/n’s pov

I got into some comfy clothes. Just a sage green tank top and a pair of black shorts. I made my way to Han’s room and knocked on the door. When he answered I saw how cute his room looked. He had the food set out and he had fairy lights hung up. He also looked adorable in his comfy clothes.

“Hey jagiya you look so good.” he said, bringing me in for a hug.

“So do you Hannie, and your room looks adorable and so cozy.”

“I did it just for you so I am glad you like it. Come sit we can pick out something to watch.” He said while motioning me to the bed. “What is one of your favorite movies?” He asked once we were on the bed.

“I really like Harry Potter.” I said smiling over at him.

“Ooh okay, lets watch those.” He said excitedly.

With that he took the remote and started playing the first movie. He brought over all the food he ordered as we both dug in, sharing everything. By the time we were done eating we were halfway through the first movie. We paused it to clean up but Han refused to let me help. When he returned he started the movie again and pulled the covers over us while we cuddled. He had one arm around my shoulders with my head on his chest. His other hand was just resting on my lower stomach and it honestly felt amazing and so comforting. Who knew the magic cure for cramps was cuddles and a resting hand. Once the first movie ended Han started the second and brought all the snacks onto the bed. We both favored the chips and candy, occasionally feeding pieces to one another. We also ended up throwing some popcorn pieces at each other playfully. At the end of the second movie Han once again got up to put the food in the kitchen. When he came back he started the third movie and we went back to cuddling.

“Thank you for all of this Hannie, it is amazing and just what I needed.” I said as I lifted my head to look into his eyes.

I admired his face. The slight blush on his cute round cheeks, the pure endearment in his eyes that sparkled under this lighting.

“Of course jagiya, anything for you.” He said adorning his sweet heart shaped smile

“Jisung, can I kiss you?” I asked.

“Please do.” He was suddenly needy and slightly breathless.

With that I leaned in bringing his lips to connect with mine. They were so soft and I could feel him smiling as we kissed. His hand left my lower stomach and went to hold onto my waist. I sat up more and swung my leg over his to straddle him. We stayed like this and only broke away to breathe for a few moments then we would go right back to making out. Jisung pulled away this time but he didn't come right back.

“Shit y/n we should stop for now.” Han said breathlessly, seeming irritated.

“I am sorry, this is probably too much for a first date huh, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.” I said slightly embarrassed now. Something about my period just makes me insatiable.

“No it's not you.. It's um its me. It's really embarrassing but I am incredibly hard right now and I don't want that to be the impression I leave on our first date.” He said laughing lightly but I noticed his eyes shift away from me and how now his ears and cheeks were burning red.

That is when I noticed his hard member poking the inside of my thighs as I sat on top of him.

“Oh Hannie, Nothing to be embarrassed about, it's totally normal.” I said, giving him a smile “Do you want some help with that?” I asked and with that his eyes were back on me and wide with shock but a hint of lust.

“No jagiya you don't need to do that. I am okay, if it makes you uncomfortable I can like go take care of it real quick or we can just keep watching the movie and if you're uncomfortable you can leave, but fuck I really don't want you to leave” He said with a slight whine to his voice towards the end.

“Hannie I want to, please?” I said begging him while pouting my lips.

“Shit um okay only if you really want to.” He said frantically.

With that I went back to kissing him. It was different this time. It was rough and needy. I broke away and started sucking on his neck and he actually whined. I marked up his neck a bit before coming back up.

“Jisung, can we take this off?” I asked playing with his shirt.

“Yeah go ahead.” He said breathlessly.

He lifted off the bed slightly so I could remove his shirt. I continued my path down his body covering every inch with a kiss and stopping every once in a while to leave him with a dark mark. As I made my way towards the band of his pants I looked up at him but his eyes were closed with pleasure.

“Hannie,” I cooed “Do you want these off baby?” I asked, looking up at him.

“Fuck yeah, yes plese.” He said, finally opening his eyes to look at me.

He lifted his hips and I pulled down his sweatpants and boxers just enough for him to be freed. As I looked at the man in front of me I noticed how beautiful he looked like this. His honey skin covered with my marks and a slight sheen of sweat coating his body. The blush that was on his ear, cheeks, and chest slightly. And his dick wow. He was perfect in length and girth. He pulled me back up to him and we had another makeout session full of neediness from the both of us. I pulled away and made my way down his body once again. Once I reached his v-line where his pants were previously I left a few small pecks testing him slightly. He moaned and that is when I took his member in my mouth. It was slightly salty but so warm. I swirled my tongue around his tip a few times before slowly sinking my head down halfway. He slightly bucked up into my mouth when I stopped so I started bobbing my head up and down taking a bit more of him every time I went back down. One of his hands interlocked into my hair. Not pulling or pushing kind of just resting there. His other arm was behind his head and he looked down at me with half lidded eyes. I looked up at him as I took all of him in my mouth, my nose meeting his pelvis bone. This made him moan loudly and buck his hips up once again but this time he came down my throat. After a moment of helping him ride out his high I pulled off with a pop and looked up at him.

“Jagiya I am so sorry, your mouth was just so warm and perfect I couldn't last.”

“It's okay Hannie, I liked it.” I said licking my lips and giving him a reassuring smile.

He pulled me back up to him and engulfed me into a passionate kiss inserting his tongue into my mouth to taste himself. Something about that was so incredibly hot.

“That was so hot, thank you.”

“No need to thank me Han, I liked it too.” I said, smiling at him.

“Well next time it's all about you okay jagiya.”

“Okay, if you say so.” I said laughing slightly.

“I will be right back okay, why don't you get comfortable again.”

Han left the room for a moment. He came back cleaned up with sweatpants back on but he stayed shirtless and he had a cup.

“Here drink this, it's tea, it will help with your throat, trust me I know.” He said laughing as he handed me the cup and sat back in bed.

“Thank you Han.” I said, deciding not to question the last comment he made.

I drank the tea as Han and I stayed sitting up slightly in his bed. Once my cup was empty we laid down and went back to cuddling. This time he was laying on my chest, his cheek resting on my breasts. He fell asleep soon after and I just watched him. His mouth slightly parted, the way his cheeks look squished against my body, the way his hair falls over his face, his slight breaths. All around he looked perfect. I fell asleep listening to his small breaths and the slight background of the movie still playing.

Taglist: @strawberry31

[jinlizz-dragondrama]

Chapter 8

Hide n Seek and Evil Shoes?

3rd POV

Two years have gone by, and it feels like yesterday when you just met Donnie and the gang. You guys are pretty much inseparable, heck Master Splinter thinks of you as his second daughter (Number one daughter goes to April love you girl!!) Anyways, with you now, soon to be turning 16, and in your sophomore year of high school, things have gone by pretty smoothly. You've grown into quite the woman, acne please def not an issue (lucky bastard wish I didn't have acne in high school) *clears throat* Now then you still have your cheerleader bullies and are still a bit insecure about your eyes so you continue to wear brown contacts.

Your pops have been acting suspicious lately, and it doesn't help that you've been having nightmares that keep you up all night. Such terrible dreams of vines and purplish red tentacle-like appendages protruding from your back, eyes turned into cat-like slits with yellow scleras, teeth sharp and pointy. People scream in the background as you are holding your best friend Donnie by the throat choking him with a vine. An armored person from head to toe walks up behind me, the metal foot pads clanking with each step it took, a menacing stare and red eyes glare at the turtle, it places its sharp metal hand on my shoulder encouraging me to finish him. Don's eyes are brimmed with tears as he reached out to you, as he was desperately trying to force air into his lungs. No matter how hard you try to let go, you can't. It's as if your body isn't your own. Then you are thankfully woken up by your alarm.

Y/N POV

Waking up in a cold sweat, I sit up and try to catch my quickened breath. My T-shirt is sticking to my skin, my hair is an unruly mess, and warm tears streak my face. As I slow my breathing, I check the time and see that it's 9 am. on a Saturday. Dropping my phone onto my bed, I walk to my bathroom, and start the shower with cold water, walking past the mirror I look at my reflection and a flash of an evil grin and murderous eyes stare back at me. Rubbing my eyes and looking back quickly, the image is gone. After my shower, I get dressed in some grey leggings, a sports bra, and a hoodie, skipping on putting in my contacts as I doubt I'd see anyone I knew from school. Grabbing my phone, charger, some snacks, and an already-packed swim bag with a change of clothes, make my way out of the new secret hideout under the shoe store. Using the back entrance, I make my way through the alleyway. Clicking my sneaker heels together the skates pop out, and looking down at them I admire how they look thanks to Donnie's upgrade I can go way faster, input coordinates and not have to move my feet. But I only use the autopilot if I'm going long distances, skating to the school pool, climbing over the fence, disabling the cameras from my phone on an app (perks of having a tech-savvy friend and after the purple dragon incident he got a pretty good layout of the security system which in his words was "subpar"). I changed into my bathing suit and started my workout. Even with swimming I couldn't escape the images and sounds from my nightmare once finished I dried off wrapped a towel around me, sat on the ground, and began to meditate to calm my mind.

I was soon rudely interrupted by my phone ringing, opening one of my eyes and seeing the caller ID is Mikey. My anger quickly dissipates, and I answer getting an invite for pizza and hang-out time. Dressing back into my clothes, finding the designated manhole, and jumping down. I enter the lair, and walking into the kitchen I see Raoh opening a piping hot box of pizza, putting my stuff down on the floor I walk up to them.

"Ok, Rock, paper, scissors for the first slice. Me and Mikey are up" Raph says

Knowing full well that Raph picks Mikey because he always uses scissors. Everyone but poor Mikey has realized this. Of course, Mikey loses and Raph is about to take a bite into his slice when the lights go off, then back on, and his beloved slice is gone. Soon the lights flicker again and the whole pizza is gone, we all freak out at how quickly it disappeared.

"The table is eating our pizza!" Mikey shouts

We hear chuckling, scampering, and mouth-stuffing sounds.

"It's the chair!" Mikey shouts and points at the chair

As the boys start to get ready to attack the chair, Splinter appears seemingly out of thin air eating a slice of pizza. Apparently, today is the day we learn about ninja stealth and invisibility. He shouts "Lights off jitsu", the lights flicker again, and the pizza slice he threw at Leo disappears. We meet on a building behind a billboard, I sit next to Splinter behind the billboard while he explains to the boys about sneaking into Big Mama's Yokai Hotel.

"Ninja invisibility lesson number one keep to the shadows," he says while he moves into the shadow of the billboard

"Lesson two Blind spots use your enemy's blind spots," he says while popping out of each of our blind spots which freaked me out a bit not gonna lie.

"Lesson three be as light as a feather...as quick as a fast feather move quickly and softly," he says as he bounces around our surroundings

"Lesson four Slooow Moootion Juuutsuu" he says while I watch him slowly grab Donnie's tech Bo from his hand and his wallet.

"Oh please like you can sneak up on- hey give me back my Tech Bo" he pats himself down "And wallet"

Splinter tosses my Donnie's wallet and I catch it with an evil grin.

"Sweet now I can buy some stuff off my Amazon wish list!" I say evilly

"You wouldn't dare!" Donnie says while pointing at me.

"Now using your new skills sneak up on me and attack," Splinter says while side-eyeing them with his back turned towards to boys.

Mikey....being well Miket announces he's about to attack but is reminded not to do that by Splinter then he does the most hilarious thing and attempts to do lights-off jutsu with the sun. I couldn't help but snicker at his attempt. But then Raph tries to do light as a feather jutsu and you can guess how well that went...spoiler alert it didn't go well his stomping caused a mini earthquake that shook us about and caused a water tank to topple over and wash us into a garbage-filled alleyway.

"Boys you're not kindergartens, Lesson five blend into your surroundings," he says After using a ninja smoke pellet and disappears

The boys can't seem to find him, but he reappears in a turtle disguise. I immediately know it's him but I let the boys figure it out...which they don't. I roll my eyes and smack myself on the forehead when they fall for the trick and they attack a bag of garbage that was very close in shape of Splinter's body. Each one of the boys receives a karate chop to the head after he removes the disguise. Master's last hope is to send the boys on their own to figure it out for themselves. They hover over to the hotel using Donnie's battle shell. We watch them leave and Splinter tells me to go after them and that I'll benefit from this lesson. He tosses me a disguise brooch that Sunita gave to him for me, placing it on my clothes I transform into a teenage turtle, putting on my pink ninja mask and quickly admiring my turtle body I take off after them. (Don't judge my design please it's a work in progress 👀)

Splinter watches the Nexus Hotel waiting for us to return and several days go by without our return. He starts to go into panic mode.

"I've sent my children to their doom! Don't worry kids help is on the way" He shouts and runs towards the hotel.

Once he arrives he changes into Bell Boy clothes and sees that the hotel is in utter chaos...come to find out it's spa day for Big Mama. Splinter tries to close the elevator but a bunch of Yokai fill it up and Im pushed in as well. Once they all leave the elevator and reach their floor, Splinter and I look at each other and sigh. Donnie and Mikey, are hiding under a room service cart not their greatest moment but I got bored of hiding in the shadows and watching each of them utterly fail so many times to get the dog tag. So I dressed in the hotel staff uniform and was pretty much blending in. They roll themselves into the elevator and Mikey thought it would be the best time for him to try slow-motion jutsu which made me sweat a bit with how slow he was going that it was very obvious. Once they reach their "desired" floor the boys speed off and almost bump into Gus. Thankfully Master was able to distract Gus with a steak dinner that was on the tray. We then go to find the other two boys, Raph is doing horribly at blending in with the shadows, he grabs a huge leaf, chuckles to himself, and tiptoes towards Gus to get the tag, but his sneaking up on people stink activates and I toss a tennis ball towards Gus which he gleefully catches and plays with while Splinter hides Raph behind a painting. We then get back into the elevator to look for Leo, we find him in a room full of yokai, quickly grabbing a seat at the bar. Leo moves from blindspot to blind spot, which thankfully no one notices because they are distracted by the fight that is being shown on these snow globe tv things until he reaches Gus and goes for the collar just as one of the competitors wins and everyone stands up to cheer. Leo is left dangling and holding onto the collar we both spit out our drinks when Gus recognizes him. Leon splashes Gus's drink in his face and takes off running, we quickly follow him.

Mikey and Donnie are going up a stairwell with the service cart still hiding them, but Leo runs into them, he tries to grab onto something which ended up being me and we fall down the stairway. We all take off running and crash into Raph as we roll into a hidden room. We are surrounded by a bunch of Big Mama's henchmen. They look at me with confused looks on their faces.

"Who's she and how did she get here?" Mikey says

"It's me you dumb dumbs, but now is not the time," I say interrupting their awe

"Come on let's make Pop's proud," Raph said

"Lights off jutsu," Mikey says as he claps his hands

"Oh come on Mikey that's not gonna-" Donnie says before he is cut off by the lights going off and the giant lava lamp is still on but casts very dark shadows around the room.

"I will never doubt you again," Donnie says shocked

"Alright guys, keep to the shadows," Raph says as we disappear

Taking out each henchman at a time, Master watches from the air vent in the room. The lights turn back on and we each take turns demonstrating what Splinter taught us. In the end, Donnie catches the dog tag that Raph unhooked from Gus's neck. Once we made our way back to the building with the billboard we start to celebrate and Splinter congratulates the boys and me on a job well done. We are dismissed to go celebrate as a group, I jump onto Donnie's jet pack and we head out to get pizza.

"So are we gonna talk about Aqua's turtle disguise or nah?" Leon says with a smirk

I roll my eyes and retort, "Well this is a disguise brooch I got from Sunita, now I'm part of the turtle club"

Leo snorts and we fist bump. Unbeknownst to me Donnie is blushing as I took on the characteristics of a Soft Shell turtle just like him.

Donnie POV

Wow, who would have thought she'd look adjacent in both her human form and a turtle form?

We grab some pizza and head back to the lair to play some games and possibly watch a movie. April finally stops by wearing a work uniform and tells us about her job working at the Foot Shack. I smile that she got a job there and we can be work buddies. I've been working there ever since they opened, it's a fairly popular store and I love working there. I even designed a few shoes.

I'm on the couch with one of Donnie's purple weighted blankets and with a closed Jupiter Jim comic on my lap. The boys had left the room before April came and once the movie was done to skateboard. Splinter returns to the lair doing his "conga dad dance" (Don't judge the name of the dance lol). We both laugh at his dance, which surprises him and pops his back out of place. We try to help him but apparently the conga dad dance has more than one use and he uses it to pop his back into place.

He sees the Foot Print on April's shirt and says "That is a curious symbol"

"Yea, it's my Dads logo for their shoe store, April and I are work buddies now" I say happily while high fiving April.

"The Foot Shack, hm perhaps I should drop by I do love kickies" he says somewhat suspiciously

April puts an end to it by telling him that his whole "situation" isn't gonna come and disturb us at work. But knowing Splints he doesn't take no for an answer. April and I leave to head into work and Splints gets to work with his teenager disguise.

April and I are stocking up the shoes when we see Splints wearing open toed shoes. Those puppies have seen better days, I try my best not to puke.

"Now do not be alarmed, but I suspect your store is being run by the most evil forces to ever walk the earth" He quietly shouts to us

"You cannot be for real" April retorts

I start picking up the boxes April dropped when both of my dads walk in. They walk past us but not before Papa Brutus ruffles my hair and gives me a thumbs up. They enter through a circular door vault that locks behind them. April tries to get Splints to leave well enough alone but he makes a break for it and rushes up a fire escape to look into the secret room.

We follow after him, I briefly hear the boys screaming and some loud flapping but when I turn around I don't see anything. Shrugging it off and watch as Splints falls through a window and lands on upper part of the room.

April and I hop down and see both of my Dads and a group of Foot Clan warriors. Splinter pulls us down and shushes us

"You two please, you do not know the great evil these men are capable of" he says seriously

"Behold warriors of the Foot Clan" says Papa Lui as he pulls a cloth to reveal something...it was a really long cloth so the suspense was killing Splinter.

"Our new sprung line, aren't they beautiful" Papa Lui says

"Wait a minute pump sandals? That is a real thing?" Splints says completely shocked

"Hey!" I say taking offense to that statement

"That our darling daughter created" Papa Lui says proudly

"Such talent" Papa Brutus says while wiping a tear

"Oh sorry Aqua..." Splinter says awkwardly

But he continues to laugh "The Foot Clan has become shoe salesmen"

"Which we will use in today's aquasituon" Papa Lui continues while holding a scroll and revealing an armor. Both Splinter and I freakout a bit before April pulls us back before anyone can see. I have flashbacks of the dreams I've been having lately and start sweat and have a mini panic attack. Splints tells us the history of the armor, April and I gasp while looking at eachother.

"I work at an evil shoe store" April says exasperated

"For years I had a hunch they were hiding something from me" I say sadly as a tear runs down my cheek.

April tries to comfort me, the Foot Clan starts to leave the vault while wearing my new shoe design to the van. Splints goes to jump down but slips, kicking over shoe boxes and falling onto two foot clan warriors. We both look downbat him as he rips the uniform off of a guy.

Rushing back outside we see the warriors getting into a van, Splints gets in line with them and April and I follow behind.

"Were coming with you!" I say

"No, I'm going deep undercover to make sure they take not one shred of the evil armor. Please give my love to my sons." Be says heartfelt

"Hey guys your pops loves you, do not reply all" April says while quickly typing the text to the boys

Meanwhile the boys are attacking a giant mutant pigeon but we'll get back to that later 😉.

April gets a text notification and it Alerts Papa Lui, he quickly shows us away telling us to get back into the store.

"Awww, you never let me get to go on your missions" I say trying to get him to let me go which fails miserably.

Splints is able to get in the van with everyone. April grabs her bike and I follow her using my roller skates. We quietly enter Grand Central Station finding places to hide. The Clan starts searching for the armor pieces. April ends up making noise from her hiding spot and I peek my head out from my spot. The two of us are dawned in Foot Clan clothes and Splinter instructs us to distract the Clan while he gets the piece. (Insert not so ninja moves as we make our way over lol) Once we successfully distract them, I hear the sound of a horn, the Turtle Tank comes barreling through the glass window.

"And he sticks the landing" Leo says proudly

I face Palm myself and groan inwardly

"Mystic Metal" Donnie shouts while pointing at undercover Splinter who's holding the metal

"Just as I planned...wait what are the flameheads doing here" Raph questions while using Donnie's habd to point at the Clan.

The Clan starts to attack, April and I rush uo to Splinter, he gives is the metal peace and quickly make our way to a train. Getting onto a train we are ambushed by purple tentacle vines, immediately I fly into action using vines to fight them back to protect April, it was a pretty intense fight that I desperately hope to win.

The warriors were easily defeated by the boys, seeing that Splinter is the only one standing Papa Lui forces him to fight The boys. Which he kicks serious butt wish I was there to see it. Knowing Donnie records everything he wouldn't let me see it...scoff. Anyways purple tentacle vines force their way through the floor and causes it to collapse. Draxum, The boys and my dads exchange words, but is cut off by Draxum throwing April to the floor and holding me tightly with his tentacles.

"Caught these two stealing our property, But this one is quite interesting, put up a really good fight, I wonder who this could be" Draxum says while pulling off my mask.

"Let go of me you overgrown goat freak" I shout

Everyone gasps and Donnie clenches onto his Tech Bo ready to attack and save me.

"Sweetheart what are you doing here?" Says Papa Brutus shocked

"Let her go, she's one of us" Papa Lui says

"What no way Aqua is a part of the Foot Clan?" Mikey says

"Yes, I mean no, it's complicated" I say while struggling to break free not bring able to concentrate and use my powers.

Draxum looks at me and smirks, "Interesting I think I might do some experiments on her, her powers may be of use to me"

The boys get into fighting stances and My dads had looks that could kill directed towards Draxum. Splints goes to attack Draxum but his pops out of place once more and quickly does his conga dad dance which the boys recognize and freak out once they realize it's their Dad. Draxum grabs Splints, he breaks free from the tentacles and comes to the realization that he's Lou Jitsu. In their shocked states April reveals herself and they charge an attack to save me, both my dads think the boys are coming to attack me so they send paper ninjas to protect me. The armor piece gets tossed onto the tracks of the train and gets run over. The gang easily defeats a few of the paper ninjas, Donnie hits Draxum with his Tech Bo, Draxum ends uo dropping me, Don catches me abd holds onto me tightly. Papa Lui sends more after them, Raph grabs all of us and jumps onto the oncoming train. It was like everything was moving in slow motion, I see my dads reaching out to grab me with sad looks on their faces, tears stream down my face and I bury my face in Donnie's plastron. We hop if the train once it reaches near the lair, Splinter karate chops the boys and grounds them all. I'm in a corner trying to calm down and wiping tears from my face. Mikey comes over to comfort me, Donnie awkwardly stands back and rubs the back of his neck.

"Well since you have no place to go-" he's cut off by a glare from everyone. "I mean um you're welcome to stay with us as long as you want, right guys!"

Everyone agrees with him and smiles at me.

"Yea, we know you aren't in kahoots with those guys you'll be safe with us" Leo says confidently

Smiling and rushing to hug everyone doing the weird crying-laughing thing. Splinter interrupts asking one of the boys to carry him and we make our way to the lab. Little did we know that my dad's and Draxum put the armor pieces together and attached them to the almost complete armor. My dad's vow that they will stop at nothing to bring me back home to them. And this is the start of my new life with the Turtle brothers.

[bluejaysandblackbats]

The Brother Trap

Fandom: DC Comics, Flashfam

Summary: Owen wants to connect with his half-brothers for the first time. Luckily for him, they all go to the same university. Will bad blood between twins keep Owen from the family of his dreams, or is he the missing piece they've always needed?

Chapters: 6/?

Characters: Owen Mercer, Axel Walker, Thad Thawne, Bart Allen, Meloni Thawne, Deborah Morgna, Preston Lindsay, President Thaddeus Thawne Mention

Relationships: Owen Mercer/Axel Walker, Thad Thawne/Deborah Morgna, PrestonBart

Additional Tags: POV Third Person, College AU, Angst and Fluff, Family Dynamics, Family Issues, No Powers AU

Chapter Six: Complicated

Owen sat next to Axel in the back corner of the class late that afternoon, and Axel looked him in the eyes. "Got anything to eat in your magic duffel bag?" Axel asked.

Owen reached in his bag and offered Axel half a sandwich. "I'm gonna meet my mom this weekend," Owen mumbled. Axel stopped chewing mid-bite. "What?"

Axel covered his mouth as he finished chewing. "Don't you think you're moving a little fast?" Axel questioned. Owen shrugged.

"I don't know. I mean, it's not like my mom will know who I am. I was thinking—. Maybe you can come with me," Owen suggested. Axel sighed. "I know how much you like Texas Hold 'Em."

"This could get messy... And while I usually love to be there when things crash and burn for people, you're my best friend—."

"Axe, please. I'm not expecting things to be perfect. I just want you to be there for the most important moment in my life," Owen pleaded. Axel's cheeks went rosy, and he turned his head. "Please?"

"Don't do that," Axel whispered as he looked straight ahead, "Don't look at me like that... With your stupid eyes and-. Fine, I'll go with you."

Owen pulled Axel in and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "You're the best, Axe. I owe you one," Owen whispered. Axel wouldn't look at him. Owen was too excited to realize that he'd kissed him.

"Mind if I stay the night at your place? My roommate's studying with his girlfriend, and he wants the room," Axel whispered. Owen nodded. "Do you wanna hit the gym after class?"

"Nah, we'll just walk home, and I'll make dinner. If you want, you can just move in next semester. I could even get you a bed, you know... As a housewarming gift," Owen offered. Axel turned to face him.

"Are you asking me to move into your bachelor pad?" Axel asked.

"It doesn't have to be. I lease month-to-month. We could always move into a slightly larger place," Owen replied. Axel smiled and nodded. Owen playfully punched Axel's shoulder, and Axel got him back.

"Yeah, okay... And Owen? No matter what happens, we're still family," Axel reassured him. Owen smiled and nodded.

They waited twenty minutes for their professor to show up. When she didn't, they signed in on a piece of paper and left the classroom. Axel and Owen walked home together, and Owen washed up. Axel took his shirt off and threw it in Owen's hamper. "Nice body," Owen teased. Axel gave him the finger.

"I'm gonna take a shower," Axel replied.

Owen nodded and stretched out. He washed his hands and got started on dinner. Owen liked having Axel around. He'd never say it out loud, but Axel was the one person in his life that he could see himself with forever. They never talked about their feelings, but they both knew how the other felt. He liked Axel and Axel liked him, but it felt weird to Owen to move forward with a relationship when they were all they had.

"I'm making fish!" Owen called out to Axel while he was in the shower. Axel made a loud noise in the affirmative. He sauteed the vegetables and boiled four eggs.

"Owen! I'm gonna use your towel!" Axel yelled from the bathroom. Owen grabbed a fresh towel off the couch and brought it to him. Owen lingered in the bathroom with him, and Axel chuckled nervously. "Got something on your mind?"

Owen nodded. "And that's why I'm going back to the kitchen before dinner burns," Owen replied. Axel held eye contact with Owen as he backed out of the bathroom and wrapped his towel around his waist. He followed Owen to the kitchen and sat at the counter.

"The new shower head's working like a charm, huh?" Axel smiled. Owen put the fish on the stove.

"Yeah, thanks for changing it," Owen whispered. He turned the eggs off and chopped them up, but he kept thinking about meeting his mom.

"Owen, you okay?" Axel asked.

Owen nodded and offered him some of the eggs. Axel ate a few off the cutting board while waiting for Owen to speak. "Do you ever think about your folks?" Owen asked.

Axel shook his head. "Not really, no... But your situation is different," Axel replied, "Your dad said they both wanted you. It was just a timing thing."

Owen nodded. "Like you and me?" Owen asked.

Axel scoffed and laughed uncomfortably. "That's not why, and you know it, but okay. Got anything good to drink?" Axel asked. Owen nodded and gestured towards the fridge with his head.

"Might have a little gin left in the refrigerator," Owen whispered. Axel stood up and brushed hands with Owen as he walked past. Owen hooked his finger with Axel's.

"You said your brother was drunk the night you ran into him at that party, right?" Axel asked. Owen nodded. "What do you think he drinks?"

"Something tropical. I could smell it on him. Kind of like mangoes and vodka," Owen replied. Axel nodded and poured himself some gin. Axel gave Owen a glass and poured him a smaller amount. "Why?"

"Do you think they both drink?" Axel asked.

Owen shook his head. "I don't get that vibe from Bart... He looks like the most hardcore drink he's ever had is ginger ale," Owen answered.

Axel took a sip and walked over to the stove to look at the food. "If you wanna win your mom over this weekend, you should cook," Axel whispered.

"That's not a bad idea, Axe," Owen whispered. Axel smiled and shrugged. "Never let anyone tell you that you're just a pretty face."

"Pretty?" Axel teased as he raised his brow. Owen pinched his cheek. Owen took a few sips of gin. Axel slipped away to get dressed by Owen's bed. He put on a pair of sweats and one of Owen's t-shirts.

"That's my shirt," Owen pointed out. He didn't mind. He liked the way Axel made his clothes smell.

[jingyismom]

Since I saw a gifset of drunk Wei Wuxian I've been thinking about what kind of drunks wangxian are, so:

POV you (yes, you) are in the all-gender bathroom at a club trying to get a stain out of your shirt when an insanely beautiful guy with an easy grin and a wicked tattooed undercut walks in

You try to ignore him because 1. he's too beautiful and 2. stain problem, but when he comes back out of the stall his eyes fall on your sad paper towel via the mirror

He's swaying a tiny bit, washing his hands with the careful movements of the comfortably sloshed, and openly staring at the mess you're only making worse

"Sauce??" he asks.

"Sangria," you say.

He grimaces and meets your eye sympathetically.

"Won't come out with soap," he says. He starts fumbling around in all his pockets, though how he fits anything in jeans that tight is a mystery.

"Aha!!" he goes, whipping out a detergent pen with a flourish and a lopsided smile. "It really is a tide pen, I'm not just happy to see you." He grimaces. "But I am happy to see you, too. What's your name? You seem great. Ooohh nope, here, you do it. 'M too drunk."

He's gregarious in a way that manages to be both disarming and endearing. He's not even actually flirting with you, you can tell he's just like this, and you can't help but like him. You take the pen and introduce yourself while you work on the stain. He leans against the sinks, arms crossed, silver jewelry glinting in the dim light, his smile going apologetic.

"I'm Wei Ying! But...terrible with names. Sorry if I call you Sangria, just correct me," he begs.

You tell him Sangria is fine anyway.

He laughs with you, and says, "True, you were drinking it! You must like it."

With a sigh, you start to summarize the unfortunate events resulting in someone else's sangria going down your shirt. He makes a startled sound, though, when he notices a tear in the waist of his own shirt.

"Noooooo," he groans. "This was my hottest outfit."

His head thunks against the wall at his side.

You produce a safety pin, and hold it out. "Here."

He opens his eyes, and his face lights up so bright it almost hurts to look at. He takes the safety pin, and then looks at you with unguarded joy.

"You're the BEST," he says, and starts to try to pin the seam. He struggles. "I can't....reach.”

You put the pen down and help. He smiles at you like you hung the moon, then reminds you you were telling the sangria story. You have no idea how he remembers this, when this drunk, but not names.

He keeps you talking, friendly and genuine and enthusiastically in your corner. He seems ready to march out and dump a fishbowl of red wine on the responsible party himself, but then you mention you weren't having that great of a time anyway, and he stops.

"Why???"

Without going overboard for a conversation in a crappy public restroom, you tell him you weren't really feeling the atmosphere, you've just been kind of down. The sangria was a sign you should probably head home.

He goes quiet and intent, and reaches out to squish your face in both his hands. He stares into your eyes, his gaze a little unfocused but very determined. It's actually a little terrifying to have someone this stunning looking at you this close.

"You. Are amazing," he says. "You wanna party? You party. You are the good Sangria, and you can't let the bad sangria get you down."

Horrifyingly, his eyes start to get a little wet.

"D’you even know how awesome you are??? Look!!"

He turns your head to look at your own squished face in the mirror, and gives your head a little shake.

"Look!!! Even Lan Zhan would like you!!"

"Lan Zhan?" you ask, the unfamiliar name coming out smushed like your cheeks.

"Yeah! Even him!! And he doesn't like anybody!"

You realize at this point that he's one of those people who appears much less drunk than they are, even as drunk as he currently appears.

"Who ish Lan Zhan?" you smush.

"My best friend!" Wei Ying says, and shakes you a little again before letting go. He's got a distinctly faraway look in his eye now. "He's amaaaazing. The best...person. The. He's really. Yeah."

"If he's your best friend, then he clearly likes you, too," you say.

This has the opposite of the intended effect. Wei Ying blinks several times before closing his eyes. 

"Yeah," he says. "He likes me. As a friend."

"That's good," you say tentatively. "Since you're friends."

Wei Ying hiccups. "En," he says, with a loose nod. "We're good friends."

And then Wei Ying starts to cry.

You rush forward to pat him on the back.

"What's wrong?" you ask, bewildered by the sudden emotional swerve.

He sniffles. "I think I'm in love with Lan Zhan," he says wetly.

Ah. That would do it. You try to comfort him by telling him what a catch he is. He shakes his head.

"Not like Lan Zhan," he says, between little sniffling hiccups. "I mean, yeah, I am, but not like Lan Zhan."

You find this sort of hard to believe, but know better than to argue with a crying drunk.

"You're amazing," you parrot back to him. "Look how much you helped me, a stranger in a bathroom! I'm sorry you're in love with your best friend, but there are worse things…you could fall off a cliff or something, you know? At least you're here, and you're awesome, and you get to be friends with someone as amazing as Lan Zhan? Right?"

He sniffles some more, and nods.

"Isn't being friends with him better than not being friends with him?"

He nods frantically. You pat his back some more, hoping he swings back around to happy again soon. Or at least that he doesn't barf or something.

"Who are you here with?" you ask him.

"Everyone," he mumbles.

You start to wonder if he means this in a cosmic sense, but he clarifies.

"A-Cheng, A-jie, A-Ning, Qing-jie, The Peacock, Mingjue-ge, Huaisang, Xichen-ge, Lan.....Lan Zhan...."

He gets a little weepy again.

"That's a lot of people," you venture.

He nods again. "A-Cheng's birthday after-party. All the kids go out to get hammered."

"I s--"

"Except Lan Zhan. He doesn't drink. And Xichen-ge says he doesn't but I know I've seen him tipsy."

"Oh, what a liar," you say, indulgent.

Wei Ying makes a sound that could be called a giggle. "He dessserves some fun. You know. That type. Good...goodest old son. Good oldest. Eldest. Responsibility."

"Oh. Yeah, I know what you mean."

"He's good brother. To Lan Zhan. They're good."

"That's good."

Eventually you bring him back around and coax another sunny smile out of him. Within minutes, you've sent him back out to his party, and you've put on a brave face for yours. You catch a few glimpses of him dancing happily with a small, beautiful woman, so you figure he's okay.

And then, not a half hour later, some guy with a sour expression, wearing sunglasses in the club (pick your most-hated character)(or the one that makes you laugh hardest to picture), punches you directly in your carefully-done hair.

Just like that, you're in the bathroom again.

And you remember how you thought Wei Ying was possibly the most beautiful person on the planet?

The stall behind you opens, and a different guy comes out, and you figure Wei Ying has some stiff competition.

He's standing perfectly straight when you spot him in the mirror, and you start to wonder what the deal is with this bathroom that it keeps producing ethereally gorgeous human beings, but then he takes a step, and the careful deliberateness of it almost conceals a slight wobble.

So you wonder how this bathroom keeps producing ethereally drunken human beings.

You keep an eye on him as he makes his slow, dignified progress toward the sink, and it would be hilarious if he weren't somehow pulling it off so well - head high, disinterested expression on his stunning face. He braces himself briefly on the counter and then turns on the tap with minimal hesitation, so your eyes wander to his perfect makeup and his frankly shocking subtly-glossed mouth, and at that point you decide to focus on your own ruined hair instead. You've tried everything, though, so your hands fall to your sides, and you sigh. It's just going to look like a ferret did zoomies on your head no matter what.

You kind of wish that Wei Ying guy were here. He had incredible hair. He'd definitely help. But it's just you and totally-out-of-it Haughty McBeautiful, so you pull out your phone to order a ride, and turn to go, but then stop short.

Mr. Ice Prince is staring at you with an expression that would probably cut straight to the bone if it were at all focused.

You clear your throat. He doesn't say anything. It's a little worrisome.

"You okay?" you ask.

He blinks a little too slowly, and then looks at your hair.

"Hair," he says, observantly.

You grimace. Of course this unearthly being is offended by the tragedy on your head.

"Some guy ruined it," you say. "I'm good enough at hair to do it in the first place, but not good enough to fix....this."

He frowns. It softens his sharp expression into a startlingly cute pout. You shrug at him. He points to your hair, and then himself, and then your hair again.

"Um..." you say.

He wobbles over behind you, and taps your head with one elegant finger. After the surprise subsides, you shrug again. He honestly couldn't make it worse.

You hold still as he picks at the strands, pulling and rearranging and occasionally splashing a bit of water from the sink. You can't really see what all he's doing, but his movements are suddenly quicker, more deft, from what you can see out of the corner of your eye. You're too afraid to turn your head to look in the mirror, but it's only a few moments before he steps back, and you hear him go, "Mn."

You do look then, and your jaw drops. It looks better than you had it before. When you look at him, he's assessing you in the mirror, much more lucid and shrewd than a moment ago. He nods and repeats, "Mn."

The warm sense of approval you feel at that has no reason to be so overwhelming.

"Wow, thanks," you say. "It looks incredible."

He's still looking you up and down. He tugs on one of your sleeves to make the fabric lay better.

"Good," he says, and it sounds, from him, like almost embarrassingly effusive praise. If someone who looks like this says you're good, you must be.

If he can be this pulled together when he's so drunk he can barely speak, you can't imagine what he's like sober. How do people even go anywhere with him? Maybe they don't, maybe someone with this level of standards doesn't even like being around mere humans.

A sudden suspicion strikes you. It doesn't make sense with the little information you have about him, and yet, in this magic bathroom, it very much does.

"Lan Zhan?" you say.

His eyes widen, and then narrow in suspicion.

"You're Lan Zhan, aren't you."

Slowly, he nods.

You feel a deep, heartfelt pang of sympathy for lovely Wei Ying.

"Your friend Wei Ying," you say, meaning it to be explanatory.

As soon as you say the name, however, he loses interest in you entirely. He looks at the door.

"Wei Ying," he says, low and almost comically wistful as he sweeps past you.

"Wait," you say. He ignores you. "About Wei Ying."

He stops. Turns just enough to look at your elbow. You probably shouldn't say anything, but he's so drunk you can't imagine it doing any harm, and your curiosity is mighty.

"If Wei Ying were in love with you..." he looks you in the eye, and you realize he hasn't done that before. You almost lose track of the sentence, but you soldier on. "What would you do about that?"

His eyes go big and round, and his mouth drops open just the slightest bit. He looks lost for a moment. But then he blinks, and takes a breath.

"Marry him," he murmurs.

Your heart approximately imitates a star going supernova.

"Okay," you say.

His eyes are glassy, and he sways a little. You think, from what Wei Ying said, this might be the first time he's ever been drunk.

"Are you okay?" you ask, to make sure.

He nods, head swinging a little too freely on his long neck.

"Alright, go back to Wei Ying," you say, and hold the door open for him.

He glides unsteadily out, back into the loud dark, and you track him as you go back to your friends, just in case. He gets there okay, but you don't forget about him. You probably never will.

Luckily, about three songs later, the person who jostles you not only manages to catch you before you faceplant, but turns out to be none other than sunny, apologetic Wei Ying.

"Sangria!!!!!!!" he says. "You're still here!! And I almost ruined your night again aahhh!!"

"No, it's fine!" you assure him. "It's all good!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes!" you tell him.

And then you smush his face between your hands, and fix him with your most intense stare. You make your voice as serious as you can.

"Wei Ying. Listen. Are you listening?"

He nods, eyes huge, moving your palms with the movement.

"You have to tell Lan Zhan how you feel."

"But!!"

"Shh! We're listening, remember?"

He nods again, mouth pressed closed.

"Tomorrow, when you're both sober, you WILL remember this, and you WILL tell him you're in love with him. And then you will live happily ever after. Do you understand?"

"But what if he—"

"Trust me," you say. He looks uncertain.

"What are you, psychic?"

"Yes," you say, because why not.

He squints at you.

"You believe in Lan Zhan, right?" you ask.

He nods.

"You know how sad you are, thinking he doesn't love you?"

He nods again, glum.

"What if he's just as sad, thinking the same about you?"

He flinches, and stares at you in shock.

"You're making Lan Zhan sad, Wei Ying."

It's mean, and only half true, but you're trying to make this stick. You let it sink in, watch the horror crawl over his face.

"So you'll tell him?"

"I..."

You hear a friend call your name.

"You should tell him," you say, and release him. You give his shoulder a pat. "Just trust me."

And you leave him there, staring at nothing, your fingers crossed in hope.

::SIX MONTHS LATER::

Your friends want to go back to that bougie club with the magic man-producing bathroom, and you figure, might as well. It was an interesting night to say the least.

But when you get there, it's closed for a private event.

You actually do have to use the bathroom though, and the manager who opens the door to tell you to buzz off is actually nice, so you sneak in.

As soon as you close the stall door behind you, the door to the bathroom opens again, and you freeze.

"...be right back!" a voice calls before it shuts again.

"Right there," the same voice says, softer. It sounds suspiciously familiar. "At the sink."

There's a long silence. You try not to make any noise.

"I think I remember this as well," says another voice, low and thoughtful.

It sounds familiar, too.

"Ah! Really? Did you have an ~encounter too??"

The word 'encounter' is said in a mock-spooky voice.

"Possibly," the second voice allows. "I remember...messy hair."

"Hmm I don't remember any messiness, Lan Zhan, maybe you saw a real person."

Somehow, it's them again. Magic bathroom, indeed.

There's a pensive hum. "Perhaps."

Wei Ying laughs, bright and happy.

"Okay Lan Zhan, when we tell the getting-together story after the toasts, we can say you met The Psychic Named Sangria in the Bathroom of Fate, too."

"Wei Ying is gracious as ever," says Lan Zhan.

There's laughter and more silence after that, and then the soft but unmistakable sounds of enthusiastic kissing.

It goes on for...a while.

You panic and flush the toilet.

"Oh shit sorry!!" Wei Ying calls, laughing again.

The door opens, and closes, and then they're gone. You never see that bathroom or Lan Zhan and Wei Ying again.

But you might be a little bit psychic after all, because you know they live happily ever after.

::The End::

(PS you did SUCH A GOOD JOB!!!! You got wangxian together you did it congratulations!!!! 💖💖💖💖 This was originally thrown onto twt!)

[sara78]

Family Don't End In Blood - Chapter 3

Summary: Y/N decides to step up and apologize to Jensen for going quiet on him the past morning. But it doesn't go exactly as planned, and things are said. Things that Y/N never thought she'd share and things that struck Jensen deeply.

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x foster!daughter reader

Warnings: PAST ABUSE (Not extremely graphic but SKIP IF THIS TRIGGERS YOU), Angst, More Angst, Jensen is a kind-hearted boy, Angst, Did I Say Angst? No? Angst.

Word count: 3,500 and some change

A/N: I was playing with POV's in here as well, hope y'all don't mind. Feedback is greatly appreciated!

A/N 2: I wish my dear friend @crasmuna the happiest birthday! Here's some angst to ruin your day (don't kill me pls)

Jensen's POV

I came out of the shower with a towel on my head, ready to get laughed at because I look like a pharaoh or something. However, I saw Y/N sitting at the kitchen island, writing something on a piece of paper while scrolling through her laptop. I frowned, seeing that she didn't bother to change into something more comfy. I sighed, approaching her. 

"Kiddo," I said, her head turning to look at me, "Bathroom's free if you wanna take a shower. I advise you to change to something more comfy though," Y/N nod with a soft smile, "What are ya doing?" I asked, wiping my hair off with the towel, 

"I uh, I got my schedule for online classes. It's going to be really hard for me to attend them all. I'm just trying to figure out the schedule in our time-zone," she sighed, running a hand through her short hair. I glanced at the paper in front of her, frowning, 

"Your earliest class is at 11PM our time?" she nod, "That's bad. When do you start?" 

"Next week." 

"You have to do that now?" I asked and she shook her head, 

"I have time right now and I'm also not tired. I should get this outta the way."

"Well, you could use some help," I said as I threw the towel over my shoulder and sat next to her. Y/N looked at me with wide eyes.

 "You're tired, Jensen," she tried, "Go, sleep. I got this." 

"Well, you're tired too, so bite me, but I'm helping you," I countered, taking one of the blank papers and a pen, "Let's see..."

 Y/N's POV

You and Jensen were figuring this thing out for almost 15 minutes and you couldn't help but wonder why? You kept Jensen up last night, went all silent on him this morning, pushed him away just now, and he's still here, helping you. You didn't understand why is he doing it. Why does he want to help you?

I'm broken, why in the world would he want to have anything with me? 

"Jensen," you called out, making Jensen look up from the paper, 

"Hmm?" his eyes settled on yours, 

"I'm really sorry for everything," you said, "I went quiet on you this morning. I didn't mean to do it. I just..."

"You weren't ready to share," Jensen said, "And that's okay. Told ya already, you have defensive mechanisms, layers of them. That's okay. I'm sure there's a good reason for each and every single one of those layers." 

"So many," you breathed, "I'm just... Afraid of you," Jensen's eyes went wide, 

"O-Of me? D-Did I do something while you were asleep? Did I accidentally hit you or something?" 

"No!" you said, "It's just..." you closed your eyes, gulping, "I'm..." you tried to get words out, but it was too much. You couldn't. You were scared. You didn't want Jensen to leave. You wanted him to stay and you knew he won't once he hears it.

"Kiddo, look at me," Jensen tried, your look lifting up to meet his eyes, "Are you afraid of me?"

"No. I'm afraid, but not of you. Well, yes, of you," you admitted, "I'm afraid of you, but not at the same time," you huffed a laugh, "Told ya. Fucked up." 

"You're scared that I'll leave you alone," Jensen breathed, his face turning into a frown at the realization, 

"Among other things, yes," you nod weakly, biting your lower lip,

"Other things?" he asked, a pause for a hot second before he realized, "Oh God, are you scared that I'm gonna attack you or hurt you physically?" you looked down in shame, breathing speeding up, "Shit, kiddo, look at me," he tried, not daring to touch you, "I know that me telling you I won't hurt you doesn't do it, and I know your head doesn't want to believe me, but fuck me I would never hurt a child. I'm not some sick fuck, I'm your friend for God's sake. I'll protect you, not hurt you."

"T-That's what everyone said," you murmured and Jensen gulped, blood boiling, 

"Fuck, I never knew. But you let me stay with you last night. Weren't you scared of me?"

"I was. I still am. It's just..." you clenched your hands in fists, "You were there," your voice went an octave higher as you finally looked up to meet Jensen's eyes, "A-And talked to me, a-and stayed without second thought. I-I thought 'Maybe he's different'. I-I just don't want to be wrong again. I'm-I'm tired of being wrong, of trusting wrong people. I'm tired of getting played and getting hurt, Jensen," you said. 

You never thought you'd say that out loud, let alone in front of someone. Your demons were yours and yours only. You've been fighting them for as long as you can remember.  You took a deep breath. Jensen just sat there, out of words. He tried to make something in his head, to think of something to tell you. You could see gears turning in his head as he tried to think to tell you something encouraging.

"That's so fucking brave of you to do," he said, taking you by surprise, "Do what you did. Let me stay even though you were scared of me. You pushed past your fear and gave me a chance."

"I-I didn't regret it," you said, "You..." she took a deep breath, "I know it's sick and twisted and fucked up, but you made me feel... Safe," last word was just above a whisper. Jensen caught it though. His eyes widened at the confession, "I-I don't know when was the last time I felt safe like that. Y-You were there, a-and it calmed me down," you ended, looking back down at the counter, 

"I'm so fucking glad I'm here for you," he said, voice cracking, "I'm... I know how it feels. You need someone to make you feel like it's all okay. Dee does that for me. I do that for my kids. I-I'm glad I can do that for you too. I really am." 

"I'm not a child, Jensen," Sara protested, "I can't ask you to stay and sleep in my bed just cause it makes me feel safe. I'm not a kid, I have to deal with my shit."

"And you are dealing with it," Jensen countered, "Little kids deal with their nightmares by coming up to mom and dad. You need someone to give you that sense of safety, and that's not a childish approach. That's human. It's in our nature to be dependent on people to some point. It's okay."

"It's fucked up. You have a wife and three kids." 

"I can't even count how many times I fell asleep in JJ and Arrows' room. Zeppelin's too." 

"But they're yours," you pointed out, "I'm not. I'm some fucked up shit-" 

"What's the motto of Supernatural?" Jensen asked. You gulped, not responding, "Family don't end in blood," Jensen pointed out, "Trust me, it doesn't. It goes above and beyond that. It's magic, to have family, but to find one on your own is even better. It's not always easy, there's bumps on the road, but at the end of the day, it's all worth it, cause you have people who won't get up and leave as soon as first problem pops up."

"Well I don't have one," you said, Jensen sighing, 

"Not true. You're part of our supernatural one."

"No I'm not," you said, "I'm never going to be. There's people who have been there since day one, like you, Jared and Misha. I'm just a guest who's gonna come and go, then be forgotten."

"No you're not," Jensen said, "Cause we remember everyone. No one gets left behind in this family. Not even newbies like you." 

"Why are you doing this, for fucks sake?!" you exclaimed, "You could be asleep now! Why bother with me?!" 

"Cause I want to!" Jensen shot back, "Cause I won't let you think you're all alone. Cause I won't let you do everything on your own! It's not fair for someone so young to be so broken and it hurts me and I wanna help!" you gasped at the words and you felt tears in your eyes. Jensen looked down, clenching his jaw, hand running through his hair, "I don't fucking know, kid. You grew to me so much and I just don't wanna see you in pain."

"Well get used to it," you spat out, "Cause that's what my life is. Pain and misery. Nothing fucking else."

"I got your schedule written down," he murmured, sliding the paper to you, "Don't stay up late. Good night."

You watched as Jensen stood up and left, his head bowed down in defeat, feet dragging on the floor. You hated yourself for doing this. Once again, you fucked up. You can't wait to see what are you going to do next. What's gonna be the straw that will make Jensen kick you out. You got a hold of your hair, tugging at it. You wanted to scream, punch the wall, take it out. But you can't. You don't want Jensen to see, to wake him up, piss him off more than you already did. 

You closed your laptop and put all papers in a stack, tucking everything underneath your armpit and going to the guest room. You let the laptop to charge on your nightstand and put the papers and pens in a drawer. You walked over to your closet and took out a pair of underwear and clean pajamas and then made your way to the bathroom. 

You were mad. Mad at yourself.

But all that anger was born out of sadness. Out of fear, desperation. You were getting attached to him and you didn't want to admit it. Not to yourself, not to anyone. You fought with everything you had not to get attached, knowing how it ends for you.

Anger washed away with sweat collected on your skin from the day of filming. Tears just spilled at some point. You leaned your head heavily against the cold tiled wall and let the water splash you completely as you cried silently. Quiet tears letting out all of the anger you held. Every emotion you felt went down the drain. You knew he won't ever forget this. You hated yourself for speaking up in the first fucking place. 

You stayed in the shower until your skin was pruned. You were numb and weak when you walked out of the shower. You carefully collected water on your skin with the towel, cleaning the bathroom next. You dressed, dried your short hair with another towel and brushed your teeth. 

With tears rolling down your cheeks. 

You quietly went out of the bathroom and checked up if the door is locked on your way to Jensen's room. The door to his room was open and you found the towel he used resting on a chair. You took it quietly and returned to the bathroom. You put in all the towels you used in the past two days and turned on the washing machine. You then closed the bathroom door to block eventual noises that would come from the washing machine and made your way back to the room you slept in. 

You laid in bed, grabbing your pillow, clutching it to your chest. You draped the blanket over yourself and laid your head on the pillow, resting your body on your right side. You took a glance at the clock. 2A.M. You sighed and closed your eyes. 

More tears spilled. You never stopped crying. 

You clutched the pillow tightly to your chest, letting the tiredness take over. 

3rd person POV

Jensen couldn't sleep. He just laid on his side, face turned to the window. He admired the stars and thought about everything that happened back there. He understands where she's coming from. He just doesn't want her to be so fucking scared all the time. He just wish that he can get her to trust him, understand that he's not going to walk out on her because of whatever is in her past. 

But it doesn't work that way. And he never once thought that this was going to go this way, but he won't leave her alone. 

He debated if what he did was right. If standing up and leaving was the right thing to do. He hoped she didn't think she made him leave. He hoped that she didn't hate herself for him leaving. But he didn't want it to get worse. He didn't want his screaming to alternate to something that might scare her. He didn't want her to be scared of him, get an impression that he'd hurt her. 

He couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned, tried to sleep, to count sheeps, hum himself a lullaby. It didn't work. His mind was overclocking with thoughts. He glanced at his alarm clock at some point. It's already 3:10AM. He sighed, turning to lay on his back, hand resting on his forehead. He was looking at the ceiling when he heard a whimper. He gulped, standing up and going to Y/N's room.

Jensen opened the door to the guest room carefully and closed them just as careful. He approached Y/N's trashing body once again and kneeled on the side of her bed. His hand went up to card through her half-wet hair,

"Wake up, kiddo," he said tiredly and Y/N shot up in that given moment. She breathed heavily once again, clutching the pillow tighter to her chest, "It's just a bad dream," Jensen said, standing up and going for the door, 

"Y-You came here," she realized, Jensen turning around to look at her wide, puffy eyes, "I fucked up, you're angry at me and you still came." 

"You didn't fuck up, kid," Jensen said, "I just don't want to do something that will scare you." 

"You..." she gulped, looking down, "You are mad at me though."

"A tiniest bit, yes," he admitted, "Cause all I wanna do is help you, be here for you, but you push me away. I know you're hurt and you don't want to be hurt again but I'm ready to try, for fuck sake," Jensen turned around, running a hand over his face, "I want to try and help you. I'm ready for it all. But you don't want that. Despite your heart telling you to do it, you keep denying it. You keep listening to your brain and that's sometimes a good thing. But..." he sighed, "I won't quit on you. I won't walk out, leave you or hurt you. I won't screw you over cause in my eyes, you're just a little kid who needs this. Who needs to have someone close to take care of her. So you can yell, scream, do whatever the fuck you want. But if you think that you pushing me away will make me leave, then begin taking notes, because it won't," he ended, about to grab the doorknob and leave Y/N's room when she spoke up.

"Stay," she whispered. Jensen's head turned around, a bit hesitant to move at first, "Please, stay," she pleaded. Jensen gulped, moving back to her bed. She laid down, pillow still clutched tight against her chest. He laid down next to her, turning on his side to face her,

"I listen to my brain because whenever I listen to my heart, it goes bad," she began, "But my heart keeps telling me that you're different. My guts too. And I can't know until I try, right?" Y/N said, Jensen nodding, "I'm sorry for yelling at you back there. I got overwhelmed and everything twisted into anger." 

"Yeah, I know how that feels," Jensen sighed, "It's okay. You're a teenager, you've been through a lot." 

"That's not an excuse for me to act the way I did," she said, 

"No. I'm not giving you excuses. I'm telling you the truth. You had all rights to snap. I was pushing your buttons too." 

"You weren't," she shook her head, "I just... Got scared, and my initial reaction was to fight you." 

"That is a good reaction. You protect yourself. Doesn't matter who it is you're protecting yourself from." 

"I-I think I'm touch-starved," she murmured, "I... Kids used to bully me, back in middle school. A lot of times it took a turn and they w-would beat me in an alley after school. Soon enough they left scars that weren't on the surface. I get scared of unfamiliar arms touching me. I get scared that they're going to hurt me. All I see when someone comes up to me with open arms is to tackle me to the ground, or lock me in so I can't move, while the other one slams at my ribcage. Handshakes are arm twists for me," she had her face buried in her pillow by now, not even understanding why is she telling him all of this, "You've seen it, you know I flinch. Now you know why. It's not you. It's me and my fucked up mind. It's sick and I... I felt so fucking... Safe with you last night. Ever since I came here I was all alone a-and you took me in and let me stay a-and helped me and you..." she shook her head, a tear falling down her cheek, "You had absolutely zero reasons to do everything you're doing. You're so good to me. And I treat you like an asshole," she looked up to see a tear roll down from Jensen's eye, "Shit, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry."

"Don't apologize," he sniffled, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, "It's just... You're so fucking strong," Jensen said, wanting to do nothing more but hold her now. To hold her until each and every memory of beatings disappear. Until each and every fear gets melted away,

"I'm not strong," she huffed,

"You are," Jensen said, "You lived through that. It takes so much to fight through that. You're brave and fierce."

"They were the ones beating me, Jensen," she pointed out,

"Strength isn't just physical, is it?" Jensen asked, "It's your mind, your heart. You, willing to live. You, pushing past their words and punches. You, not letting them tell you who you are. Of course you got scars. That's not a bad thing."

"It is, Jensen," she said, "I want someone to hold me, but I flinch at the slightest contact."

"Is that why you hug the pillow?" Jensen asked, 

"I know it won't hurt me," she admitted, 

"I won't hurt you either. Even though I know words don't do a thing for you, I won't," Jensen cooed, "I'm sorry for every touch I laid on you. I saw you were flinching. At first, I thought you didn't expect 'em. It grew suspicious to me soon enough. I never thought of this. Fuck..." 

"Don't apologize," she said, "I... The head rub you gave me last night, it felt nice," she said, "I used to get hit in my head a few times. It was rare, but it did happen. Last night, I saw your arm reaching out and I didn't retract, like I usually do. I didn't think that you were going to hurt me. Flinching, it's a reflex. Doesn't always mean I'm scared."

"You liked this?" he asked, hand lifting up and going to her head. He rested his hand on the top of her head, finger by finger. Y/N closed her eyes until she felt his entire hand in her short hair, "Let's go from there, then," he said softly, "Imma give you head rubs more often."

"You should sleep, Jensen," she said,

"So should you. Just one more thing," Jensen said, "Why tell me?"

"Cause I'm tired of this," she murmured, "I'm tired of being scared. I'm tired of giving you a hard time. I'm tired of pushing people away. Cause I wanna try too," she said. Jensen smiled softly, hand dropping down to check if she's tucked in nicely,

"Yeah, we can do that," he breathed,

"I... You really don't have to," she whispered, gulping, "There's so much to it and I don't want to make you overwhelmed. We're shooting all day and you have family and your own problems to deal with."

"Kiddo, you need to heal," Jensen whispered, laying down to face her, "It seems to me like these wounds you sport are still open. It seems to me like you never got the time to heal. Something was always in the way. You can't let those wounds stay open for forever. And you need someone to be with you though it all. I volunteer. Jared and Misha will hop in too if you want them to. You are not alone in this. We're all here for you, kiddie. Now, I don't know what the road is for us and I bet it's not gonna be easy. But you're ready to try and it's the start. I'm proud of you," he smiled, making Y/N smile too, "Let's sleep for now. Night night, kiddo."

"Night, Jensen." 

[gracefulsunflower]

CONTRARY - FINN SHELBY X READER; PART 5

PUBLISHED: 16/05/2022

!!FIRST PART HERE!!

Part 1

MASTERLIST

THIRD PERSON'S POV

Finn could hear you chattering away to the girls most of the day. You bonded more with them than you did with him, and it was safe to say that they adored you, and you them, bar Linda. He was slightly grateful, because it would make your transition into the family easier on you if you were liked.

You had become a good use in the betting shop, whispering in the men's ears on which horse you thought would win. Who would be stupid enough to ignore a traveller girl with a nice smile?

Little did the men know, you were making sure Shelby Company Limited would earn all the men's money by telling them to bet their money on the losing horses. Polly admired your cunningness.

It was now the end of the day, the shop just closing. You were sat on Polly's desk, chewing gum, laughing at some story Polly was telling you about your Dad. Finn was stood in the doorway, watching the pair of you, feeling envious at how Polly had managed to worm her way into your good graces and he was stuck being called 'Shelby'.

Linda pushed past Finn to show Polly something or other.

"You can't read it, you're not part of the business," Linda said to you, dropping the file onto Polly's desk just behind you.

"You're acting all high and mighty for someone who joined the business five seconds before I came through the door," You replied breezily, "And besides, I can't read — or write — anyway. I can do my name, and Dad says that's enough."

That didn't come to a surprise to Finn, he only learned how to read when he turned seventeen last year, and he still wasn't the best at it, even though he practiced reading the Bible every night with Jeremiah Jesus.

Linda scoffed, rolling her eyes, "Doesn't your family care about you children enough to teach you how to read?"

You stopped chewing your gum, and pursed your lips, looking at Linda.

"What did you just say?" You asked calmly.

"I'm just saying, if you want a respectable job and not one as a whore or a hit man your father should have taught you how to read," Linda stated, opening up the file.

One moment you were sitting there as Linda started explaining what she was showing to Polly, and the next you and Linda were on the floor, you on top of her punching her relentlessly with no sign of stopping.

"Oh, fuck," Finn gasped, hurrying over to pull you off of Linda, who had blood pouring from her mouth and nose.

Polly made no move to grab you, just watching it unfold. In her opinion, you could say whatever you wanted about a person, but you left their family out of it.

You threw your right elbow back, hitting Finn square in the nose, sending him stumbling back. He was dazed for a few seconds, but quickly recovered, grabbing you by the collar and dragging you back off of the poor woman. He could feel his nose dripping blood.

You thrashed around in his grip, trying to get him to let you go.

"(Y/N), if you hurt Linda any more it'll make it harder for Tommy to consider your terms for the marriage — Bonnie and safety when passing through, remember?" Finn cautioned, making you stop your thrashing.

"Don't you ever talk about my family like that ever again, you Christian slut!" You shrieked at Linda, who was rolling on the floor, holding a hand on her face and groaning.

Finn helped you up roughly, his nose still pouring blood. He lead you to the bathroom, where he grabbed some toilet paper and dabbed under his nose. He looked in the mirror, thankfully it didn't get onto his shirt. You turned on the tap and started washing your hands.

Finn pinched his nose shut, making sure to lean slightly forward as he looked at you in the mirror.

"Linda's not in the bridal party then?" Finn asked, words barely decipherable.

"Absolutely not," You spat as you grabbed paper towels to dry your hands, "I want Polly to be there, and Lizzie — Your sister Ada can be there if she wants. That makes four bridesmaids with Ezzie, Saoirse can be the flower girl."

Finn nodded, then thought about groomsmen. Thomas, Arthur, Isiah, and someone else. Michael would still be in hospital. Maybe Bonnie? Karl could be the ring bearer, he was the right age for it.

"Erm, can Bonnie be one of my groomsmen? And can my nephew Karl be the ring bearer?" Finn asked, watching as you took deep breaths in through your nose and out through your mouth to calm yourself down.

"I'm not Bonnie's fucking mother, he can do what he wants!" You barked, "And yes, your nephew can be the ring bearer, now fuck up and leave me be!"

Finn gave you an awkward thumbs up, not wanting to nod. You would've laughed at the sight if you weren't still mad.

Polly entered the bathroom, looking at Finn then at you, "I'm about to take Linda home, everything alright in here, no trouble in paradise?"

You nodded, "I'm gonna stay in here for a bit until I cool down. He's just taking care of his nose. You, Lizzie, Ada, all have a spot in my bridal party do you wish, I will not have that cunt anywhere near me on Friday, if she's near me I might stab her with a spoon."

"Oh god, you've definitely got your Mother's anger issues," Polly muttered, making you frown, "Alright, tomorrow we'll leave nine o'clock to go to the seamstress here in town, sound good?"

"Sounds good," You confirmed, and Polly spun on her heel and walked out, her boots clacking against the floor.

Finn looked at you out of the corner of his eye. As he eyed you up, decided that you were more than capable of taking Linda out with a spoon.

You and Finn stood in silence for a few more minutes, you managing to get your anger under wraps. You spat out your gum into the bin, and Finn threw the bloody toilet paper in there as well.

"Come on, let's go home, I've got stuff to do," Finn commanded lightly, leading you out of the bathroom.

The pair of you passed the dining room, where Tommy was waiting.

"Finn! (Y/N)!" He called out, making you both turn, "Come here."

You followed Finn hesitantly, a big contrast to his confident walk. You were sure that Tommy was about to yell at you for hitting Linda.

"How was your day?" Tommy asked, his eyes flitting between you.

"Yeah, it was okay," Finn answered, conveniently leaving out the part where you thrashed Linda.

"I had fun bonding with the girls," You admitted, following Finn's lead and ignoring the elephant in the room.

"And Finn!" You added hurriedly as an afterthought.

"Good people. Well done. No trouble?" Tommy questioned, dropping his to his side, flicking the ash off the end of the cigarette.

"No. No trouble." Finn responded, shaking his head.

"What's this I hear about your fiancée flogging Linda, then?" Tommy asked, looking directly at you.

"She suggested my Dad was negligent. I wasn't having it," You answered simply, looking right back at him.

You were feeling nervous, even if your actions didn't show it, with the way your heart was palpitating you had no doubt.

"I know, and I think she knows that now too. Try to keep punches between you and any member of the Shelby family to a minimum from now on, yeah?" Tommy said, and you knew even though it sounded like a question, it was a command.

"Yeah." You agreed quietly, stepping back.

Finn let out a breath he didn't know he was holding as Tommy nodded.

"Erm, after we get married, (Y/N) wants some stuff to happen, Tom." Finn cut in, making Tommy cock a brow, but gesture for him to continue.

"She wants you to hire Aberama whenever you can, because he'll be family and we take care of our own. She wants you to promote Bonnie as best as you can, and for the Lees to leave the Golds alone whenever they pass through here," Finn concluded, looking Tommy in the eyes.

Tommy took a draw from his cigarette, then nodded, "I'll see what I can do, I should be able to fulfil your wishes. You can go now, I'll lock up."

You and Finn nodded, and turned to go.

"Oh, and (Y/N), good job on getting everyone to bet today, Poll told me. It'd be good if you can do the same tomorrow." Tommy added, making you throw a 'yeah' over your shoulder as Finn opened the door for you.

"What business do you have to do?" You asked Finn curiously as you set off down Watery Lane.

"Reading lessons, I have them every night if I have the time." Finn replied, "I learn from a preacher. He's my best mate's dad."

You nodded thoughtfully as you popped another piece of gum in your mouth.

"Would — would I be able to join?" You asked, looking at him, trying not to sound too hopeful.

"Of course you can," Finn reassured, making the corners of your lips quirk up.

You walked in a comfortable silence to Jeremiah Jesus's home, where Finn knocked on the door in a particular manner.

Isiah Jesus opened the door, and grinned at his best mate, then saw you behind Finn. He quickly stepped aside and let the pair of you enter his home.

"Finn, nice to see you again," Jeremiah greeted as if he hadn't seen the boy in ages, when in reality Finn was at his house two days prior. "Here for another reading lesson?"

"Yeah, and it's always a pleasure to be here. Isiah, Jeremiah, this is my fiancée (Y/N)." Finn introduced you to the men, "She doesn't do handshakes, or any touching."

You nodded in greeting, Isiah and Jeremiah nodded back and saying their heys.

"Would it be alright if she joined in our reading lesson?" Finn asked Jeremiah, who grabbed his Bible, along with some pencils and pieces of paper.

"Of course — Come sit down, Isiah go out the kettle on." Jeremiah commanded his son as you Finn sat either side of the man at the small, rectangular dining table.

Jeremiah told Finn to start reading a particular Bible verse out loud, then turned to you.

"Do you know how to say your alphabet?" Jeremiah asked you, sliding you a pencil and piece of paper.

You nodded, placing your hands on the table unsurely.

"Know how to write it?" Jeremiah continued, making you shake your head.

"I'll write the letters and you copy them underneath," Jeremiah said, quickly writing the twenty-six letters on the page, then drawing small arrows next to the letters to show you which way to direct your pencil on the page to form the letters.

He then pointed to the first one, "This is 'a'. Now, write it on your page."

You grabbed your pencil hesitantly, feeling embarrassed.

"Hold it like this," Jeremiah advised, picking up his own pencil.

You adjusted your grip, and placed your pencil on the page, writing a shaky 'a' then looking at Jeremiah, who smiled at you.

"Well done, (Y/N)." He praised, making you smile from ear to ear.

Finn looked up at you from across the table, stopping reading momentarily. This was the first time he'd seen you properly smile, the happiest you had ever been since he met you. In the moment before he started reading again, he decided happiness looked nice on you.

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I'm coming out of isolation tomorrow so Contrary probably won't be updated as frequently!!

Love y'all ❤️

- Sunflower x

NEXT PART

Part 6

[mythicalgemwrites]

Selkie x F! Reader (Linn) Part 1

Sorry for not posting earlier guys! I've been very busy with online classes.

Warnings: mentions of drowning. Pics are not mine, all credits go to the owner!

M! Selkie X F! Reader

Living on an island your whole life has its perks. From the fresh scent of the salty ocean air to the calming sounds of the waves crashing lazily, it never failed to wake you up with a serenity that could be found nowhere else. You had lived alone with your Toller pup for the past couple years, in the house that your grandparents had left for you. You grew up with them, as your parents always had to move from town to town due to their profession. They were both marine biologists and had taken up a job at a top secret research facility when you were 12, so they decided to let you stay with your beloved grandparents. However, on a stormy day a couple years ago, when you were 19, both your grandparents got caught in a storm while they were out fishing, and they never came back. During the funeral, you had found out that in their will, they had stated that you should get the house, in the event of something tragically happening to them.

And that’s how you got the house three years ago. When it became too lonely, you decided to adopt a Toller puppy for company, and you had named him Sam, which was your grandpa’s nickname. He provided good company and unconditional love, which is important in every home. The house had its own dock leading to the beach, so every morning, after your walk, you’d put Sam’s retriever genes to good use and play fetch with him, fetching the ball from the ocean was one of his favorite past times. Whenever you brought him to the beach, you sometimes feared he was going to be the reason why someone almost drowned. To date, you were grateful nothing like that had ever happened, but you sometimes couldn’t brush off that fear. You were a writer, and sometimes, you couldn’t control how far your imagination went, and sometimes, the words you put on paper would be some of your worst fears, if they were to come alive.

As the days go by, and the weather gets chilly, you would often take Sam on a walk to the nearby cove, usually in the warmer months it would be filled with children playing by the beach and in the waters, but as the weather got cooler, it was mostly couples going on romantic walks, or some who preferred the solitude, just came to enjoy the sunset. On this particular day, there weren’t many people by the cove, just a couple strangers. It was around 6:15 when you threw the ball the last time, and waited for Sam to retrieve it. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, fully inhaling the chill autumn air, when you heard a whelp coming from the water. Opening your eyes, you saw Sam caught on a wave, and struggling to get back to you. In a panicked state, you took off into the water, not worrying about the growing current, but more worried about your faithful companion, struggling in grasps of strong waves, at least for a dog his size. As you grab him by his collar, attempting to pull him out, another wave comes crashing into the two of you, causing you to go under. Trying to call for help, and failing, as the water fills your lungs, you stop struggling, knowing it might make your situation worse, however, Sam starts barking, with his head barely above the water.

Suddenly, you could feel yourself being pulled out of the water, and being held against a broad chest by strong arms. Once you reached the water, you looked at your savior, beautiful greenish-blue grey eyes met yours, and you saw a cute familiar face looking back at you. It was Linn, the barista in the cute local café. You had to admit, you’ve always had a crush on him, but from afar. You didn’t know anything about him, except that people claimed that his family had lived on the island for years, centuries even.

He had shaggy brown hair, and small freckles were scattered along his face. With his help, you got up from the ground and called out to Sam. “Are you alright? I saw you getting pulled under and saw your dog barking. Do you want me to call someone?” he asked , in a boyishly deep smooth voice. Gaping like a goldfish out of the water, it took you a few seconds to process what was said. Coughing, you rasped out “ Yes… I’m fine, thank you! My dog , Sam, got caught in the waves, and I tried to get him out.” you started babbling like a lost child. “ Can I call someone to come get you?” He asked again, a hint of concern in his eyes. “ oh, no… no it’s okay, I live alone, well with Sam. There’s no one to call.” you said, trying not to act like a 15 year old who just couldn't help but be nervous around her crush. “I’ll be fine, really, I just need to walk home and dry out. Thanks again for helping!” you exclaimed. Calling Sam to you, the both of you started to walk home. “ Hey! Wait!” you heard Linn calling from behind, “ I’ll walk you home, if that’s okay. It’s getting dark anyway. I’ll see to it that you both get home safe,”. Before you could say anything, you felt him putting his jacket over you, helping with the chill. You didn’t realize you were freezing until he wrapped his jacket around you.

When the three of you reached your home, Sam was happy to be back in the warm embrace of his bed. Standing by the door “ Would you like to come in? Maybe a cup of coffee… or tea or anything else, if you prefer?” quickly giving him the option of whatever he preferred, to make sure you didn't seem ignorant. Sure, he worked as a barista in the local café, but that doesn't mean he loved coffee, right? “ Um, sure! Anything will do,” he said, as he followed you in. Looking around, you kicked yourself in your head, not keeping up to the schedule you set yourself for cleaning up around the cottage. Sure, it was decent, but paper everywhere? A heaping amount of mugs were strewn around your coffee table, as you sat there working on your next work.

Quickly picking them up and moving them to the sink, you filled up the kettle and turned it on to boil. “ There’s tea and coffee in the cabinet above the kettle, feel free to help yourself. I’ll go get dried up,” the words left you, as if you were telling them to an old friend, hoping to not make a fool of yourself anymore, you gave him a sheepish smile and made your way upstairs to your bedroom.

(Linn pov)

I made my way to the cabinet, looking through the various tea blends. Something which would help with the cold temperature would be nice. There in the right corner of the cabinet, was a box of peppermint tea. It would definitely help make her feel better, since she was soaked to the bone. I can’t help but feel a sense of concern for her. This beautiful strong woman that I always encounter in the café I worked in, and possibly have a crush on, I can’t believe I never spoke to her. I’ve always seen her writing in the corner of the café, in her spot, as my coworkers and I have labeled it. She always seems so sure of herself, and always seems ready for anything, but today, out in the water when I saw her struggling, something came over me. I had to save her, felt a sense of protectiveness for her, hence why I offered to walk her home. Taking two bigger than average mugs from the cabinet, I filled them up with the boiling water, after placing a tea bag in each and placing them on the coffee table before the couch. Her dog was in front of the heater, longing for some warmth and hoping to dry off. I heard soft footsteps coming down the stairs.

As I got to the bottom of the stairs, I saw Sam laying before the heater, trying to get warm. Making my way to the tiny laundry room, I picked up Sam’s towel. Making my way to him, from the corner of my eye I saw Linn, sitting on the couch, two steaming mugs of what seemed to be one of my teas in front of him.

“ I made some peppermint tea, it helps with colds, we don’t want you to catch one now do we?” grinned Linn.

Thanking him, and taking the mug he held one, I sat next to him on the couch. Keeping some distance between us, I asked him if he wanted to use the bathroom to clean up.

“ If you have any spare clothing that might fit, I’d like that! It’s okay if you don’t though!” he nervously exclaimed. “ I do have some spare clothing that belonged to my grandpa, they should fit. Gimme a sec! I’ll go grab ‘em, and a towel too!” I exclaimed, leaving the cozy embrace of the couch.

Making my way to my room, where I kept a spare drawer full of my grandparent’s clothes, I dug out a jumper and a pair of pajama pants which belonged to my grandpa.

When I went down, I saw Linn drying Sam with the towel that I had left by his dog bed, and Sam being the belly rub loving dog he is, happily accepted Linn drying him with the towel, belly rubs being a necessity. Letting out a chuckle at the scene before my eyes, I held out the spare clothes and a fresh towel to Linn.

“ There’s a bathroom two doors left from the stairs upstairs,” I exclaimed, reaching for the doggy towel he left by the couch and chucking it in the laundry room. “Thank you,” he exclaimed, leaving to go to the bathroom.

Once Sam was dry enough, I picked up my mug of tea, making myself comfortable on the couch. Looking out the living room window, rain droplets trickling down the class, I sip on my tea, waiting for my guest to arrive from the bathroom. A couple minutes passed, looking up when I heard soft footsteps heading towards me, I offered Linn a smile and patted down the space next to me on the couch. “ Here, you can leave once the storm stops,” I handed him the mug.

We both sat beside each other, talking about what we remember about my grandparents and how we never spoke to each other when we were younger. Sam sitting at our feet. The dying fire casted a warm allure on his face, illuminating the soft scattered freckles. Hours passed as we enjoyed each other's company over another mug of tea, laughing at all the brief mutual moments that were shared between us. He mentioned that he would always get excited to see me whenever I visited my grandparents by the docks. I didn’t want to admit it, but I always loved to catch a few glimpses of him, whenever he wasn't looking as well.

I laughed at his words, tired but somehow feeling rejuvenated. It had been a long time since I last laughed with someone. It felt good to let go.

His expression of awe paused me mid laughter. He was gazing into my eyes, as I his. For a brief moment, his gaze averted to my lips. Moving his gaze up to my eyes, as soft as a whisper “ May I kiss you?” he asked, a foreign emotion lingered behind his now soft eyes.

Giving him a gentle nod, I felt him place his hand at the nape of my neck. Inhaling a deep breath, his scent which reminded me of the sea with a hint of musky peppermint enveloped my senses.

Linn leaned in, gently bringing my face towards his. He closed his eyes, and for a brief few seconds I admired him until mine shut involuntarily as I felt his lips on mine. After a few seconds, he pulled away, still gazing into my eyes, “ I’ve been wanting to do that for quite a while now,” he said, with a sheepish grin, before kissing me again.

He deepened the kiss a little, giving my bottom lip a light lick before pulling away. “ I regretted not telling you how I felt about you earlier… I did ask permission from your grandpa before he passed. The last thing he said to me was, he’d be happy if you chose me,” he paused for a second, a hint of sadness and regret casting a shadow on his blue eyes. “ I… I need to tell you something. I might … might not be who you expect. And I understand if I’m not who you want,” he stammered. Grunting, “ The rain’s about to stop. I should probably get going,” he said as he started to get up.

Grabbing onto his hand, “ No...don’t! Please… It’s late, you should stay!” I stopped him. “And I’ve had a silly little crush on you too… I just never knew how to tell you” I whispered. He sat next to me, slowly, as if I were made of fine china. That, at any moment, I might crumble. “ You did?” he breathed, his breath close enough that I could feel it on my face.

“ I also know what you are. Grandpa made sure to educate me on myths, and he said some were not myths. I’ve seen you carry your pelt around sometimes,” I closed his hand between mine. “I know you’re a selkie, Linn. I don’t want you to hide that from me.” I breathed, gazing into his eyes. I could catch a glimpse of adoration in them. “Thank you… for not running away, even when you knew what I was,” he sighed. I gazed at his lips, before catching them with mine, a soft peck, to let him know I accepted him for who he is.

[laequiem]

Cheek to Cheek in Hell - Chapter 9

// SURPRISE, BITCH!

Fandom: The Folk of the Air Pairing: Jude Duarte/Cardan Greenbriar Rating: explicit Word count: 1,527 fanfiction masterlist • ao3 Chapter 8 • next chapter • Cheek to Cheek masterpost

Jude POV How can I function after what we did? Cardan acts like nothing happened—he went to the room and started unpacking our things. Of course he would, he has probably done this hundreds of times. I, on the other hand, am freaking out. I have to live with him now. There’s no way we can share a bed after that. Maybe I can sleep on the couch. My cheeks are still burning when I finally enter the bathroom. When I catch sight of myself in the mirror, Cardan’s thick spend glistening on my breasts, another wave of desire hits me. I press my thighs together to alleviate the ache, but it doesn't help, quite the opposite. I sigh to myself and turn on the shower. For a few seconds, I fiddle with the handle to get the water to a comfortable temperature but quickly give up. A cold shower will do me some good, anyway. I let out a long hiss as I step in, the cold water raising the hair on my arms and legs. We don’t have soap, of course. I bought a few things when I went to the pharmacy yesterday: tampons, some painkillers, deodorant, wet wipes and… precautions. With no access to running water, however, I had no reason to buy soap. Still, it’s bliss to finally be able to clean myself with more than a wet piece of brown paper in a public restroom. I scrub at my skin with my bare hands. Even without soap, the water turns a gross gray as days of filth and sweat washes away. I clench my jaw as I reach between my legs to clean myself. Cardan did not offer to reciprocate. Though my body screams for release, I don’t think I would have let him if he had offered. His eagerness to please infuriates me. I have always pictured him as this pillow prince, lazily laying on his back as his partners do all the work for him. Instead, he is willing to put his partner’s needs before his, completely shattering the image I had built in my head. I rub roughly at my face, mashing my eyes shut. I try and try to banish the memory of the zeal with which he feasted on me, his tail whipping back and forth. I think of his filthy words and how I humiliated I felt. How disgusted with myself I was for letting him do this. By kneeling in front of him, I thought I was punishing myself. Reminding my treacherous body of who he is, how dangerous and selfish he is. The shame should have pushed me away. Instead, his words echo in my head. The obscenities try to worm their way into my brain, only to be washed away by his praise. Beautiful. Good girl. I want nothing more than to believe his kindness to be an act. Yet, when I dropped to my knees, there was something vulnerable in his gaze. The greedy hunger I would expect from him was tainted with fear. Fear that what he wants might get taken away. Seeing this volatile part of him is the only thing I regret. Instead of proving my theory, I only succeeded in humanizing him—and seeing Cardan as anything close to human is a dangerous path to walk down. It’s seeing the dangling bait instead of the anglerfish, a pretty light to gawk at before you perish. I put on my dirty clothes again when I come out of the shower, cringing as the fabric clings to my wet skin. I knew moving here would be hard, but I did not anticipate just how many things I would need to go out and buy. Clothes, underwear, soap, dish soap, laundry detergent, towels. When I leave the bathroom, Cardan is still in the room, the bag with him, ruining any hope of sneaking out unnoticed. Act normal, Jude , I tell myself. This is just a normal day for him. Cardan sits on the edge of the bed, the empty bag at his feet. When he hears me come in, he lifts his head to look at me, holding something between two fingers. My golden acorn. Well, Locke’s mother’s golden acorn, I guess. “I see you’re keeping secrets,” he says, lifting the acorn so it catches the light. I don’t really know what to say. I don’t know what I can say, with the geas Dain put on me. “You know what it is?” I ask. Cardan scrunches his brows, turning the acorn in his hand. “Yes,” he says. “I saw one on Balekin’s desk once. He said it was evidence against Dain. He made me swear

not to tell anyone he had it.” It’s my turn to frown now. What does Dain have to do with this? “Dain found out, I suppose, since it went missing one day.” He pauses, then narrows his eyes at me, as if connecting dots that I can’t even begin to connect. “Balekin thought I told him and…” Cardan trails off, but he doesn’t have to finish. He doesn’t know, of course, but I have seen what Balekin does to him. I can only imagine what he would do if he thought Cardan had betrayed him. “Why would you have it?” he asks. “I found it. At Locke’s,” I specify. I grab the acorn from him. “It was his mother’s, I think.” “I supposed as much,” he says, shrugging. I’m surprised. I don’t know why he would. “What does her death have to do with Dain?” I muse aloud. Cardan rolls his eyes, as if my question is the stupidest thing he has ever heard. “Everything. He killed her. Everyone knows,” he waves a hand dismissively. “Our father probably suspects, too. But he would need proof to replace Dain as successor.” Then his eyes widen. He stands up, carding a hand through his hair. He paces around the room, his tail lashing nervously behind him. If I didn’t know any better, I would say he’s suddenly… scared? I don’t understand anything. I don’t know why he is freaking out. Dain is better than Balekin. Sure, he made me stab myself, and I still feel a faint throbbing sometimes when I close my fist. But he gave me a chance. A purpose. Dain would make a better High King. Soon, the coronation— Oh. “The coronation,” I say and he nods. “Dain must be High King now,” Cardan says, his tone one of disbelief. Then he laughs. “I can never go back.” As High King, Dain would have the power to pardon me. Would he? He had trusted me enough to make me his spy, but I betrayed him when I stabbed Valerian. Seeing his reaction to that, I doubt he would act any better if he learned that I ended up killing Valerian. I look down at my hand. The wound is starting to scar. The scab has shrunk and is now almost gone, leaving behind a brownish-red, raised stripe and flakes of dry skin. My other hand fiddles with the golden acorn. One hand is a reminder of how I failed the new High King. The other is a reminder of what he is capable of. I don’t think I can risk going back. Cardan grabs the wrist of my wounded hand. He lifts it to look at it closer. “I had assumed Valerian did this,” he says darkly. “Does my brother have something to do with this?” “I can’t say,” I say truthfully, for once. “Tell me, ” he sneers, his voice thick gravel. I flinch. “I can’t say ,” I repeat, hoping he can understand how literally I mean it. Cardan frowns at my hand, his lips thin. “So this is why you never mentioned it.” I yank my hand away from him, uncomfortable with the attention. “You never asked.” His face crumbles. Does he feel bad for it? That can’t be it. He looks away. “You didn’t ask about mine,” he says, rubbing the back of his neck, “so I didn’t ask about yours.” My stomach drops. I didn’t ask about his scars, or the fresher wounds on his back, because I saw him getting them. I suppose he is right. I am keeping secrets. There is no way I am telling him what I saw, even if I could, so I try to change the subject. “I’m going out. I need the money.” He nods towards the bag. I pick it up. It’s empty of everything but the wallet. “We have money left?” he asks as I take it out. “Not a lot,” I sigh. “I will have to shop smart.” I don’t know how I will do that. This is all so new to me. I turn to leave the room, wallet in hand, when I feel a shiver creep up my spine. Soon enough, a tinge of sulfur. I turn around to see Cardan in his human glamour, or what he thinks a human male looks like. He is still inhumanly beautiful, dark eyes dancing with flirty mischief. “Let us go, then,” he says, a careless grin back on his full lips.

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[morwap]

you gave me roses and i left them there to die.

chap.3

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y/n

i picked at my dinner not feeling hungry even though my stomach growled, talking was heard through out the great hall but regulus and i stayed quiet like usual only ever asking "how was class" "how are you" then back to silence.

sighing sitting my fork down and leaving the great hall, great full that we weren't required to sit there till it's over or even attend if we wanted. making my way up to the library.

i scanned through the books in the library, mostly all of them i've already read. the library was darker than usual giving sort of an erie feel. "the little history of lycanthropy" the book cover read, it was a thin book but it was something i haven't read.

flipping through the pages trying to keep a steady reading pace not wanting to finish the book in one night, "okay we put the spiders in the pipe then once he turns the water on it's just spiders coming out" the was clearly james potters, i stood up the book still in my hand slowly making my way towards the bookcase that separated us. wouldn't you have looked to see if everyone was out of the library before "planning pranks"

"did you get the spiders?" remus' asked, then the sound of a jar hit the table "of course i did moony. did it right after 5th period" sirius said "brilliant padfoot" james praised him.

"what bathroom does he use?" peters voice spikes up, making them go quiet. "old prefects i've seen him there a couple times" remus says as i peek my head over the corner to see them fully. remus sitting with his long legs crossed holding a cup of coffee with peter sat next to him with his hands in his lap, leg bouncing. james and sirius stood looking over something on the table, i sighed taking a step into their space catching their attention by shutting the book in my hand awfully loud. their eyes shot up remus almost spilling his coffee as sirius quickly ripped the paper off the table and put it behind his back.

i took a deep breath "severus doesn't use that one anymore, they changed the password so it also applies to the old one" i say taking a step towards them, "how-" sirius starts "i shower there a friend gives me the password so i'd appreciative if you didn't do your pranks in there" i cut him off. remus nods while sirius huffs, "do you happen to know which one snivellus uses?" james says and smiles walking closer to me.

i hum thinking of where i've seen him "i believe the first floor bathrooms i've seen him go in there recently" i said and sighing. "thank you y/n" remus and james said as i hummed in response, then walking out of the library.

walking to the common room felt relaxing and comforting but the new feeling of being watched took away the pros, the squeak of a mouse made me turn nervously. a rat stared at me — gross.

rose snoring lightly as i walked into the dorm and got ready for bed.

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no one's pov

september 10

y/n sat at the slytherin table reading the lycanthropy book she got from the library nights prior, "what if she was lying about him not using the prefects bathroom because she's protecting him" sirius said bitterly to his group of friends staring holes in the back of y/n's head. james roared in laughter "you think she would? i get that from evans but y/l/n no"

remus brought his head up from his book to chuckle a bit, "maybe you should watch the prefect bathroom to make sure if you're worried or maybe you just want to catch her going to take a bath you perv" remus said making sirius' head shoot up from his plate. "oi shut up" sirius shouts but still letting a little laugh slip through "give details if you do" peter gawked, smirking at the long haired boy which makes james and remus turn red from laughing so hard.

but now sirius was lost in thought of it all.

y/n walked down the hall towel in hand and she carried a large bag on her shoulder filled with new clothes and bathing products. her hair was twisted up with a clip, she finally made it to the old prefects bathroom as sirius was in a stall waiting for someone to walk in ANYONE to be honest. it had been a couple days since talking to y/n in the library and it's been a couple of days of sirius spending too much time in a random stall waiting for someone to come in, sirius would say he was making sure snape didn't use this one but he knew he was waiting for someone else.

y/n had avoided the prefects bathroom since the library in case one of the boys would be in there setting up the prank even though she had told them the truth. y/n took showers in her dorm bathroom even thought she wasn't a big fan but today she wanted to relax. y/n walked into the room sitting her bag down then walking over turning on the water to fill the big bath semi afraid spiders would come out but no spiders just water.

y/n bent down digging through out her bag getting her clothes and perfume out, y/n was low enough to see underneath the stalls. black boots lifted themselves off the floor in sirius' attempt to not be caught. y/n smirked to herself with a little hum knowing sirius black was there, she started humming a sweet melody as she sat her towel on a large piece of marble then on another her new clothes and other things. sirius opened a little of the stall door just to peek through.

y/n still in her silky black robe with lace at the bottom, she took candles out of her bag and a lighter sitting the candles on the extra spaces where it was dry. sirius shut the door every time he thought she looked over, the bubbles now gleaming from the little bit of light that came in through the stained glass and the candles. her shampoo and conditioner still in her dorm since she had washed her hair the day before in her dorm. sirius laid his leather jacket on the floor and got down on his hands and knees watching her only being able to see her calf's and down. it was a saturday and sirius planned to leave and join his friends right before y/n had walked in, he watched as the black silk dropped to the ground and her feet step up and into the bath with a little splash.

sirius got up quickly dusting off his jacket and put it on, opening the door once again.

"sirius" y/n's voice echoed sweetly, "fuck–" sirius whispered to himself. "sirius i know you're there" she said as her laughed echoed this time, sirius sighed and walked out the stall and slowly walked towards her. sirius admired the way her hair was up with a few strands sticking out but also gawking at the very beautiful view, what wasn't there to like? the room was elegant and beautiful and y/n's candles made it look better plus the beautiful girl in the bath. y/n heard his boots connect with the floor as he took his last step just now standing there.

"y'know sirius if you wanted to watch me bathe you could've just asked" y/n said smirking to herself confidence radiating off her making sirius feel drunk. "i wouldn't of minded" she added slightly looking over her shoulder as sirius couldn't find any words to say as she giggled and looked away. sirius walked closer not sure of what to do " i–uh–" he mumbled as his felt butterflies in his stomach. sirius made his way to the door but looked over at her as she stared back at him. her head semi over her shoulder looking at him longingly "if you're leaving make sure to lock it on your way out, or you can join me if you'd want" her voice sounding sweet and intoxicating not using the voice she normally used with him, the mean and harsh tone that actually made his skin shiver for the past 3 years even though he hates to admit. he gulped not knowing what to say still as he inched closer to her, she smiled now he was close enough to probably see every inch of her body but his eyes kept only on her face. y/n ran her hand up his the arm of his jacket

her eyes fixated on his zipper and his breath hitched making her giggle once more, she slowly reached her hand to his jackets zipper, pulling down terribly slow taking her bottom lip in a little bit biting down then looking up at him.

"SIRIUS"

sirius gasped as his name was suddenly shouted making him almost knock over his water, "merlin" sirius groaned rubbing his ears "france could definitely hear you" he also groaned. "for fucks sake mate we've been trying to talk to you for ten minutes now, you've just been staring at the table" james says with a huff "wait– you git you were thinking about it" remus said laughing slapping james' shoulder. "aw his face is all red" peter cooed throwing an arm around sirius.

"piss off" sirius muttered smiling a bit, "well tell what you were thinkin of mate" remus teased as he put another piece of chocolate in his mouth smirking at the sirius. "yeah padfoot i'd love to hear but i think i'll imagine it was evans" james says now closing his eyes and putting his fingers on his temple. "shut up" was the only thing sirius was able to get out before he changed the topic to quidditch.

[vkookjamz]

⋆☽Kitten☾⋆

|| Prologue. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17.

| 𝐽𝑢𝑛𝑔𝑘𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑥 𝐶𝑎𝑡-𝐻𝑦𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑑 𝐹𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 |

"𝘉-𝘉𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭..?"

𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬'𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯. 𝘈𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦..

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Y/n's POV

"What the hell hyung-" Jungkook hissed at the older.

Taehyung rose up, moving to stand aside as the younger replaced his previous spot kneeling down beside you.

"What happened?? Why is y/n in here like this??" The males brows knitted together as he rolled up the sleeves of his dark grey sweater, reaching down to pull the drain emptying the tub.

You were weak, you could still feel a slight dizziness in your head, and your cheeks were flushed.

The white cream colored baggy long sleeve you wore stuck clinging to your body, your black shorts dripped with excess water that had soaked into the now heavy material.

Surely you couldn't tell either of them or anyone else what had really happened just yet- you wouldn't even know how to explain it yourself.

Sighing at the continued silence that followed after his questioning, Jungkook then lifted you into his strong arms with ease, holding you only for a moment before he grabbed a towel to dry you off.

"Well?"

Hearing the tone in Jungkook's voice, you couldn't help but feel a little worried since he was the overly jealous type.

And after all, you and Tae probably looked a little too close for comfort without a proper explanation in his eyes..

"She was overheating- and her head was in pain so I had to cool her down"

Tae spoke smoothly, tucking his hands into the pockets of his slightly oversized pale-tan khaki pants.

"Why didn't you call for me. I could've helped her" Jungkook said lowly, earning a slight eye roll from the older.

Sensing the tension, you let your hand cup Jungkook's cheek to make him face you. "I said not to- I didn't want to worry you.."

You felt bad having to lie, but you would've felt worse if your current state had caused any more friction between the two older males.

After all, Taehyung was one of Jungkook's closest hyungs-

Feeling your touch seemed to put the worried male at ease as he gave a slight smile your way, to which you returned.

Taehyung cleared his throat with a hum, running a hand through his hair as he let himself slowly back out of the bathroom.

"You should get her changed into something comfy, maybe one of my silk shirts, she does love rolling around in them" he chuckled with a slight smirk before disappearing out of the room.

Your eyes widened slightly and you already felt the familiar heat rise to face.

'Aish Taehyung..'

"Oh really?"

You glanced back to Jungkook, feeling his arms that held you somehow pull you in closer against his firm warm chest.

"I- That was when I was a kitten of course-" you laughed nervously trying to avoid any further talk on the matter.

"Well, you're still my kitten"

Yoongi's POV

"Hyung are you sure this is the place?" I looked to Jin as he stepped out of the passenger side of my car.

We had to drive nearly to Incheon to get here, we were basically at the western edge of Seoul.

"Yoongi, I may be old but I'm pretty sure I know where I got my car towed" Jin retorted as he stepped out shortly after me.

Locking the vehicle, I put my keys into my coat pocket and stepped forward looking up at the small, worn out building.

"G.E.- "

Huh, their signs missing a letter- this place looks like it hasn't had any business in years-

"This doesn't look like a place were they keep towed cars"

The other let out a sigh, once again taking out the small crumpled piece of paper to show me.

"Yah, I'm aware of that, but this is the address on the receipt they gave me so wether it 'looks' like a place where they keep cars or not this better be where my car is" Jin huffed shoving the paper that he had previously been waving in my face back into his pocket.

I knew I should've let Jimin drive him here instead of me-

Without any further complaints, I followed the older up the short flight of steps and walked inside the establishment.

It was cold inside, slightly dim but the flickering of a single light on the ceiling provided some light.

At least the sun was still up by the time we got here, already I got the sense I definitely wouldn't wanna be in this place at night-

The interior was painted a dull white that probably only became dull with age, along with matching marble tiled floors.

Potted plants were neatly placed at each corner of what appeared to be a waiting area, with only two black leather furnished chairs against the right side wall from the entrance.

"I guess we just wait here-" I spoke taking a seat as Jin gave me a glance after he himself finished eyeing around the room.

"Wait hell, I want my car and I'm not waiting in this creepy room for longer than I need to-"

"Ah, you're finally here. And you've brought a friend excellent"

The both of us looked forward to the front of the room where a large desk counter was placed, watching as a slightly smiling man stepped out from the door behind it.

"Hyung you know this guy?" I mumbled under my breath, getting up from my seat as I kept my eyes on the stranger as he headed towards us.

"No-" Jin replied quickly tugging on my coat sleeve, as if to help me get up quicker.

The man looked older than us, his hair was black and appeared to be gelled, no grey hairs so maybe in his late thirties or early forties.

Oddly he was dressed nice, despite his outfit being all black.

He wore a dark black dress shirt, black pants, and some nice matching leather shoes of which I'm sure were from an expensive name brand.

One wouldn't get the impression this guy worked at a place that handles cars- more of an office type place.

"Kim Seokjin I presume? You're car is out all ready to go, and you are?"

I narrowed my eyes and looked down at the mans hand that extended to me, finally deciding to reach out, I gave it a shake.

"I'm with him" I responded vaguely before clearing my throat.

"And you are?" I repeated the mans words to him causing him to chuckle.

"Hanseong"

It sounds familiar but I couldn't imagine anyone else having that name.

"My father was into historical figures so I'm sure if you know anything about the Joseon dynasty you'll understand its meaning" he responded after seeming to notice my thinking.

He sounded almost prideful.

Guess I'll have to do some digging on that with Jungkook later.

"If you don't mind, we've got a bit of a drive back so, my car?" Jin bowed his head respectfully and took out his wallet.

"Oh there won't be any need for that it's already taken care of" Hanseong waved his hand as he started walking right towards the way we entered.

"But-"

Quickly, I smacked Jin in the chest with the back of my hand, causing him to stare at me with his eyes wide and mouth agape as if he was about to snap.

"If this weirdo says you don't have to pay then you DON'T HAVE TO PAY" I  whisper yelled raising my brows at the other before I followed behind the stranger.

As we all exited, there was Jin's car, parked perfectly right beside mine.

I looked over at Hanseong, who stood outside the doors of the building watching as Jin inspected his car, who then nodded at me signalling everything was alright.

"Everything in order Mr. Kim?" The older man questioned tucking his hands into his pants pockets.

He nodded getting into his car and closing the door.

"Yes- thank you- you were very quick and professional, I'll be sure to give you 10 stars on yelp" Jin chuckled nervously to which I just rolled my eyes.

Following Jin, I got into my own car and gave him an annoyed glance as I started the engine after he did.

Raising my head, I looked one last time to the smiling older male through my windshield before he spoke.

"Sounds good, have a safe drive back. Mr. Kim, Mr. Min."

He waved turning on his heel only to disappear into the building as we pulled out of the buildings driveway, and began to head back home.

As I drove following shortly behind Jin, it took me maybe thirty minutes after going through all that had happened for me to realize.

The last thing Hanseong actually said.

"Mr. Min"

I never told him my name.

A/n: Please excuse my late update, they will be that way for awhile due to health reasons, I was supposed post this back in September but unfortunately I had to go to the hospital. Please be assured I'm recovering and it's hopefully nothing too serious. As always I hope you enjoyed~

-ⓙ

[itsadamcole]

birthday in december

fem!reader x adam cole

it’s reader’s birthday, and Adam plans a surprise party for her but things don't go very smoothly since he's still recovering from that insane Wargames match on Sunday ...

word count: 2.5k+

warnings: fluff, upset!adam, a little angsty, soft smut

— hi hi, it's my birthday so i decided to write a birthday themed imagine with my all time fave ... enjoy —

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Adam’s POV

"Fuck this stupid brace," I shout, trying to hang up decorations for Y/N's surprise birthday party. I have limited mobility with it on but my wrist hurts when I take it off.

My whole body is still sore from Wargames on Sunday with the boys. We beat Pat McAfee and his group but it was a grueling match like it has been every year. Bruises are scattered across my body, my wrist is in a brace, and I am still extremely sore.

But I promised myself that I would get through decorating for Y/N's party. I invited her family over, plus the Undisputed Era, their wives, and a few of Y/N's friends from NXT. No one is here to help me so I'm doing this alone.

It sucks. I just wanted to decorate and get through today for Y/N. She's my girlfriend and I wanted to do something nice for her birthday today since she's helped me with everything since Sunday.

Eventually, I do get the "Happy Birthday Y/N" banner up. I almost fall off the small ladder I used to get it up several times.

I scatter balloons all over the place. They all say "happy birthday" on them.

Then I smell something burning in the kitchen. "The cake!" I yell, running into the kitchen.

Smoke is coming from the oven and, like a dumbass, I try to get the cake out with my bare hands. I burn my hand on the metal cake pan. "Shit!" I yell, rushing to put my hand under cold water. I dropped the cake in the process.

My hand is blistering up and Y/N's vanilla cake is on the floor. I lean down and put my head on the counter next to the sink.

Everything is falling apart. I can't even do a simple thing like make a cake or decorate the house.

After a few seconds of running my hand under cold water, I pull it out it the water. I wet a paper towel and wrap it around my blistering hand.

I look down at the cake on the ground. Maybe if it landed on the bottom then I would have been able to serve it. Instead, it landed with the cake down on the floor.

Frustrated, I kick the thing across the room.

"Woah!" I hear come from the doorway.

I immediately look up at who it was and see Y/N standing there.

Shit, I think.

***

Your POV

"Why are you kicking food around?" you ask, curious.

Adam sighs and says, "Because I tried to surprise you with a party and a cake. Then I burnt the cake because I was having issues decorating. Then I burnt my hand trying to get the cake out of the oven."

You look at his hand wrapped in a wet paper towel and walk over to him. Adam doesn't even look at you. You pout and take his burnt hand in yours, checking on the burns.

His hand is blistered and red. "Let me help you get this cleaned and bandaged," you say, smiling at Adam. "Please."

Without looking at you, he nods. You walk off to the upstairs bathroom to get some antibiotic ointment and a bandage wrap. Once you find everything, you walk back downstairs.

You find Adam sitting on the couch in the living room and you sit beside him. He looks upset as he looks down, avoiding eye contact with you.

After unwrapping the wet towel from his hand, you begin to apply the ointment on his burns and blisters. Adam hisses in pain. "Sorry," you quickly say.

He mutters to himself, "I couldn't even bake a simple cake without hurting myself."

You begin to wrap his hand and say, "You're still healing from that match on Sunday. You shouldn't have pushed yourself to do all this just says removed from the Wargames match."

Adam sighs and says, "I just wanted to do something special for your birthday since you've been helping me out since Sunday. That's all I wanted, and I couldn't do it."

Pouting, you finish wrapping his hand and say, "Adam, baby, it's my job to help you. You're hurting and I'm supposed to be the one taking care of you. The only thing I ever wanted for my birthday was to spend the day with you."

Adam finally looks up at you, tears in his pretty blue eyes. You feel your heart break in your chest as he says, "I just wanted to do something simple and special but this stupid brace and my stupid body got in the way."

"Baby, you sprained your wrist and had a long match on Sunday," you say. "I didn't think that you would be able to move by today let alone run around the house trying to make today special for me. I don't need a big party for my birthday. I just need you and me on the couch eating some ice cream and watching some of my favorite movies." You smile at him.

Adam pouts and says, "You've done so much to help me since Wargames. I just wanted to do something special for you, Y/N."

The tears roll down his cheeks and you can see how upset he actually is. You pout and reach out, wiping his tears away.

You cup his face in your hands and say, "Adam, I love you and I appreciate that you want to do something special for me today, but you make today special just by being here with me."

He blinks away some tears and he nods. Adam says, "I'm sorry I'm such a mess. I just wanted to do something simple today."

You carefully hug him and say in his ear, "Baby steps, Adam. You need to stretch out and get your muscles moving again, and not by running around the house."

Adam lets out a little laugh as he wraps his arms around your waist, holding you close.

The two of you sit like that on the couch for a second before you pull back. You smile at Adam and say, "Thank you for trying to make my birthday special. It means so much to me that you did try to do something for me today."

Adam finally smiles at you and he says, "I love you, Y/N. So much. Thank you for helping me out recently."

"I'd do anything for you," you say. "I mean it."

He says, "I know you would. It's what makes you such an amazing person, and it's what made me fall in love with you in the first place."

Right after you and Adam started dating, he was involved in a two out of three falls match against Johnny Gargano to retain his NXT Championship at Takeover: Toronto in August 2019. The match was brutal, and you took care of him then like you did now. Adam admitted a few weeks later that when you were taking care of him after his match, he knew he was starting to fall for you.

Flustered and happy that Adam isn't as upset anymore, you smile and say, "I love you, Adam. I'm seriously thankful that you tried to make today special even though you're still recovering."

Adam smiles back at you and asks, "Can I at least get a kiss for my troubles?"

Giggling, you say, "Of course you can."

You lean into Adam, kissing him lightly. He kisses you back just as softly.

The soft kiss turns into two and three soft kisses, before the kiss starts to get more passionate as you press your lips harder against Adam's.

Adam slides his hands to your waist and he pulls you closer to him as the originally soft kiss slowly turns intense.

Your hands cup his face as you kiss him.

His sneakily slips his tongue into your mouth, making you giggle against his lips before doing the same to him.

Adam starts to slowly push you onto your back on the couch, crawling so he's laying between your legs on top of you. The kiss is rough and passionate now.

You grip the sides of Adam's Undisputed Era t-shirt as you pull him against you.

His lips leave yours and attach to your neck. You let out soft sighs and close your eyes. "Adam," you say. "Baby, you're not physically well enough to do anything."

"Hm," he mumbles against the sensitive skin on your neck. "Says who?"

You smile and say, "Your body. You can barely do your usual activities without aching or being in pain."

Adam pulls back and looks down at you. "Y/N," he says, almost sternly. "I can have sex if I take it easy."

You almost laugh at how serious he's being before you say, "Come upstairs with me. I know it's my birthday but I have a surprise for you."

Slithering your way out from underneath Adam, you walk up the stairs. Adam follows behind you.

Once in your bedroom, you say, "Wait here." You grab a bag before walking into the master bathroom that's attached to the bedroom.

"What are you planning?" Adam calls as you change out of your t-shirt and leggings into the black lingerie set you bought yesterday.

You giggle and say, "Patience, my love. You'll see."

The black lingerie set is a lacy bralette that's pretty much see through with matching blank panties. You tie your hair up into a ponytail before leaving the bathroom.

Adam's jaw drops before he says, "Oh, damn."

He's sitting on the bed so you walk so you're standing in front of him. You say, "I had a feeling that you would try to overdo yourself today so I decided to buy this and help you feel better."

You stare down at your boyfriend as he bites his lip and says, "Oh, I am already feeling better."

"Good," you say, kneeling down in front of him. You reach up and unbutton his jeans. "I'm helping you feel better so you just lay there and look hot while I help you feel better."

You start to pull Adam's jeans off his body. He lifts his butt up and helps you get them off easier. His boxers come off with his jeans and you lick your bottom lip as you throw the pieces of clothing to the floor.

His eyes are on you as you take his member in you hand, pumping him a few times before licking his tip and taking him in your mouth.

Adam groans and grunts as you slowly begin to suck him off, using your hand to make up for what doesn't fit in your mouth.

You hum a little bit as his fingers find their way into your hair. You know humming a bit while Adam is in your mouth drives him crazy, and you want to make sure he feels good. So you do it several times.

"God," Adam moans slightly. "God, I love you. I love this. So freaking much."

Before he has the chance to release in your mouth, you pull back and stand up. Just to tease Adam, you do a little strip tease for him. He's propped himself up on his shoulders to watch you as you slowly undress in front of him.

He bites his lip as you finish. You push up his shirt so it comes off of him.

Carefully, you crawl onto Adam. You straddle his waist as you trace every bruise and little cut on his body that he got in the Wargames match. You lean down and leave little kisses on his chest as he moves and cups your face in his hands.

Adam's eyes meet yours and he leans up, kissing you. You kiss him back. This kiss is much softer and sweeter than the kisses a few minutes ago were.

His lips moves against yours for a few seconds before he pulls back, meeting your eyes.

"You have no idea how much I love you," he says, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I'm serious."

You peck his lips and say, "I love you too, Adam. More than you know."

A smile appears on his lips and you sit up, your hands on Adam's chest to keep your balance. You begin to grind slowly against Adam. The tip of his erect member is moving through your soaked folds.

His groans and little noises when you were sucking him off made you wet. You couldn't stand it anymore and you needed him. You still need him.

After a moment of this, you take his member and line him up at the entrance.

Slowly and carefully, you lower yourself onto him. You sigh softly as you begin to move your hips. You're careful not to hurt Adam's already bruised body as you move so your movements are slow but filled with passion.

With every movement, you slide deeper onto him. Soft moans escape your lips as you throw your head back, enjoying this feeling.

Adam reaches up and plays with your breasts, groping them.

Your breathing gets heavier as you move faster. Your moans get louder and you slide your hands down Adam's chest.

The room is filled with your moans and the sound of skin slapping skin as you move.

A knot forms in your stomach and that's when you know you're close to an orgasm. You feel your walls begin to pulsate around Adam.

Your moans get louder as you moan Adam's name and several profanities.

"Baby," Adam groans. "I'm about to come."

Biting your lip, you say, "Me too."

He says, "On three?"

You nod as you speed up your movements.

After a three count, Adam releases his seed into you and you release around him while he's still inside of you. You moan out his name, almost screaming it as you come.

You help yourself and Adam ride out your highs before you collapse onto his chest.

Both of you breathe heavily and you close your eyes, not having any energy to pull yourself off Adam.

It's quiet as Adam begins to play with your hair.

"Happy birthday, Y/N," he says, kissing your forehead. "Now it's time to give you my present."

You smile and look up at Adam, asking, "What's my present?"

Adam smirks and says, "Sex. All day, as many times as you want."

Biting your lip you say, "That's the best birthday present ever."

He doesn't waste any time in starting round two as he attacks your neck with kisses.

[trikxx]

I try to put a lil something before the chapter cause thats what I usually do but I can think if anything😀 on to the story.

Songs for this chapter ⬇️

•shame by summer walker

•if you let me by sinead harlett

Armoni's pov

I got up early cause I didn't want y/n to kill Shinsou for letting me drive. I have my permit and all but I still have to take my drivers test... again. Y/n doesn't trust me with the car but shes gonna have to give in soonnn.

I go into the living room and they not there anymore

So I go to Shinsou's room to get him. "SURPISE SHAW.." He wasn't in there. The last place he could be thats inside the house is y/n's room. 'God please let me going here and know that nothing happened last night even though I want a niece not yettt' I think in my head while putting my hands together.

I slowly opened the door. 'please please pleaseee' I slowly open my eyes and they are fully clothed and only facing each other "THANK THE GODS!" I accidentally yell out waking up Shinsou.

"Wtffff Armoni."

"Damn, what happened to hey, hello, good morning." I say. "Waiting in living room ill be ready in a little bit.

Shinsou's pov

I slowly slip out of y/n's bed and go to my own room and hop in the shower, brush my teeth, fix my hair and get dressed. After I finished I grabbed my keys and put on my shoes. "Lets go." I say to Armoni

"I would have let you drive y/n's truck but you know how she is." I say "Yea i know" Armoni said adjusting the seat. "Check it out so I have a automatic so you dont have to worry about all that fancy stick shift shit you thought was finna happen when you got in. Nope." I explained to Armoni everything he needed to know. "No music til you drive a mile" I say. Armoni pulled out the parking spot and out he garage and started driving.

"Damn you actually drive good." I say to Armoni. "I know its just my sister." We started driving toward y/n's parents house to take Armoni home and so I could make it back home so me and y/n could go to Sero's shop.

~Time skip~

Y/n's pov

I wake up and get in the shower not really acknowledging the fact that Shinsou and Armoni were gone out the house. The quiet was nice. I stepped and wrapped a towel around my body and staring to brush my teeth. I heard the front door open. I walk out my bathroom into my room to peek out the door.

"Oh your woke now?." Shinsou says. I tolled my eyes and  closed my door back to get dressed.

Your outfit

I did my hair the same way I did it last night then grabbed my wallet and keys and walked out the room "We taking your car?" I ask Shinsou. "Yea." He responds. I out on my shoes and we walk out the door.

~Time skip~

We pulled up to a tattoo shop that had a sign that said '4RT' "You ready?" Shinsou said. "Wait they open?" I say. The shop looked like no one was there even though there was four cars outside besides ours.

"Naw they not open." Shinsou said side eyeing me. I rolled my eyes and got out the and Shinsou did the same.

We entered the shop and heard low music playing. "Yoooo Shinsou!" I heard Sero yell from down the hallway. "Is that the beautiful y/n?" Denki said following behind Sero. Shinsou side eyes Denki and Denki puts his hands up like this '✋🏽😐🤚🏽'

"What tats do yall want?" Sero asks. "Ima get this." Shinsou says showing Sero the picture.

(This is the only one I could find that I liked Pinterest did me wrong yall ✋🏽🥲 ill edit it if i find sum different;-;)

"Still a minimalist I see." Sero says joking around. "And you?" Sero resumes pointing to me. "Oh I was thinking something like this."

"Thats niceee." Sero says. "Ok I'll do y/n and you can get Shinsou." Sero says to Denki. Denki nods and leads Shinsou to his area and I got Sero's. "This your first tat or nah?" He asks. "Nah." I says showing him the dragon tattoo behind my ear that goes on to my shoulder. "Thats dope as fuck." Sero says starting the sketch for your tattoo.

(Idk how this works🧍🏽‍♀️)

~Time skip~

Third pov

Sero finished the sketch and started apply the stencil (yall know the little thing they put on the you before they actually tattoo..yea that.)

Sero turned on some music (the song at the top played first) and started tattooing. At first it hurt but soon you got use to it. "You ok?" Sero asked. "Yea." You say looking back at you phone.

~Time skip~

You here the door of the shop open. You saw a pink haired girl rush passed the room you and Sero were in. Eventually peeking her head in ti the room "Im here Sero they kept me late at the mall my bad... Y/N?!"

"Heyyoo." You say smiling at her. "We have to talk after your done ok?" She says. You nod your head at her and she skipped away. You lay your head back vibing to the music trying to ignore the pain.

"Ok Cool Kami.." Shinsou says walking into the room. "Y/n... holy shit." You look up at Shinsou then look down at the tattoo and back at Shinsou "what." You ask. "I should have let you pick my tattoo."

You raise your eyebrows and formed an straight like with your lips then nodded your head up and down slowly. "Im gonna wait in the lobby ok?" Shinsou says "ok." You say. Shinsou walks out the room and you look back down at you phone.

Shinsou's pov

I walk into the lobby and sit close to ok the desk and talk to Mina and Denki. "And bro she was like..." Denki was saying then pointed to where he was looking at.

'Woah' I see a girl come through the door." Hey! Welcome to Art. How may I accommodate you today." Mina days with a smile. "Hiii I had made an appointment." The girl says. "What was the name?" "Camie." She says.

"Alright, you can sit over there..." Mina said pointing over by me. "and Denki will be with you in a moment." Mina finishes. "Hey hottie whats your name." The girl says to me. "Shinsou. And yours?" I say looking at her.

"My names Camie." She says. "Hold on." She says getting up. She comes back with paper and a pen. "Camie?" Denki says to her. "Here." She whispers to me and hands me a piece of paper then follows Denki. I looked her up and down looking at her outfit. She winked at me before disappearing into the hallway. 'Damnnnnnn'

Camie's outfit

"Finally out that fucking chair got damn." Y/n says stretching while walking into the lobby.

"Thats one hell of a grin Toshi." Y/n says making the "😏" face. "Hush and let me see." I say.

Y/n's pov

I show Shinsou my tattoo. "Im just fye like that." Sero says. I chuckle and start walking to pay. But Shinsou stops me "I'll pay." He says. "But.." "unt uhn." I roll my eyes and step back.

"Alright I'll see you guys." Shinsou says walk towards the door. "Byeeee" I say going after him. "Wait!" I go back in the shop. "Heres my number Mina facetime, text, call, or what ever. And we can talk." I say writing it down. "Ok! Bye Y/n!" I wave at her walking out the door and running ti the car.

"Alright I'm ready."

~time skip~

We get back to the apartment and I flop down on my bed. "Sooo tireddd." I say. I pick up my computer and check how many orders we had 'its not that bad' i think to myself closing my computer and putting it back on my nightstand.

I walk out my room to go mess with Shinsou but when I got closer to his room he was... giggling? I held in my laughter and knocked on his door. "Yo Toshi you hungry?" I say through the door. "Yea hold on." He responds back.

20 minutes later

Shinsou's pov

"Ok what did yo..." I say. 'This mf really fell alseep in 20 minutes' I think to myself. I pick y/n up and put her in her bed.

I walk into the kitchen and ordered y/n's f/f for her and something for me.

*DING*

Camie🤍: Hey Hitoshi🤗.

Hitoshi☄️: Hey👋🏽.

Camie🤍: i wanted to know if you wanted to hang out tonight and get to know each other?

Hitoshi☄️: im cool with that but where.

Camie🤍: your place?

Hitoshi☄️: I would sag yea but we would just be in my room. I have a roommate and they get kinda rowdy.

Camie🤍: Its ok. What ever you want babes😁.

Hitoshi☄️: cool.

Hitoshi ☄️: Also eat before you come over i only provide snacks.

Camie🤍:LOL. Ok☺️.

*UBEREATS NOTIFICATION THING*

|your food for HITOSHI has been delivered|

I go out the door to get the food and come straight back to the apartment. I look through and make sure everything is there. Then I put y/n's food in the refrigerator/on the counter(depends on what you picked).

~time skip~

Camie🤍: should i park on the street?

Hitoshi ☄️: yea.

I walk downstairs to let Camie in. "Hey handsome." She said and kissed me on the cheek. We went back to the apartment and into my room. "I'll be back." I say walking out the room. "Hey Shinsou." Y/n says waving at me while walking out her room.

"Hey, Your foods in the fridge." I say. "Thank you." She says hugging me then warming up her food and going back to her room. I cut off the lights in the living room and a leave the one above the sink on. Then I go back to my room with Camie.

Y/n's pov

I go back to my room and watch tv and start packing orders. Sometimes I do orders by myself just for some me time (play if you let me by sinead harnett).

*DING*

Unknown: Y/n please I miss you so much please. Im sorry I didn't mean for it to happen please just take me back ill do better please. I still love you.

Y/n: If this is who I think it is No. cause you know what you did and it really doesn't make sense that you cant get that shit into your head stop contacting me. Im not taking you back even if its the end of the world.

Unknown: please y/n

*this number you are contacting has blocked you*

———

I finished eating and went to throw my stuff away. I got in the shower did my skincare and brushed my teeth. 'I should just chill out in my room.' I think ti myself while getting out the shower and drying off.

I put on some spandex shorts and a hoodie. The pull out my sketchbook to make more designs.

———

I've been sketching for about a hour so i go to see if Shinsou wanted to watch a movie but as I got closer to the door i hear moans getting louder. 'No, he did not.' I thought to myself. I go to the living room and just turn on the tv and watch a movie alone in the dark.

About an hour late I hear him coming out the room. "That was sooo nice." I hear a girl say. She come out of the hallway where Shinsou's room is. "Who are you?" She says.

"I'm y/n." I say. "Shinsou there's a girl out here. Maybe your roommate has her over." She says.

'Is she-' "wait whats your name?" I ask her

"Camie." She says "oh, do you know Todoroki?" I say "yes i know him." She says kind of with a attitude. "Ohhh I remember youu. Aren't you his ex." She said.

"Alright are you... hey y/n." Shinsou said. "Really Hitoshi." I say getting up. "Of all the people in the world HER." I say. "What are you talking about y/n."

"You know what im talking about Hitoshi. Or do you not remember why your own best friend broke up with her boyfriend." I say. Shinsou looked like his heart dropped to his ass.

𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤

"Hey y/n its gonna be ok forget about him."Shinsou says. "Im gonna call Ace to come and get you."

Ace: Hello?

Shinsou: Hey Ace i need you to come to Y/n's house right now.

Shinsou looks at the code book you gave him for emergencies like this.

"Code...uhhh pink no wait its a purple"

Ace: Im on my way right now.

Y/n's pov

"Two years down the fucking drain for what!" i yell as Ace comforted me. "N/n you have to calm down a little." Ace says. i layed in my bed under my cover with my music blasting. My parents were on a business trip and my brother was at our Aunts house.

Me, Ace, and Shinsou heard someone knock on the door so I go to open it. "Y/n i'm sorry! It all happened so fast and I was drunk." Todoroki says. "DRUNK MY ASS SHOTO! YOU NEW WHAT THE FUCK YOU WERE DOING AND IT WASN'T A ACCIDENT." I say yelling. "Hey Y/n I got this go chill out." Shinsou says pulling me back.

I step back and then I look at his car and she was in there. I push both boys out the way and walk to the car. I snatched the door open and pulled her out the car. "SO YOU FUCKING LOVE ME RIGHT?! YOU WANT ME BACK HUH?! BULLSHIT SHOTO GET YOUR SHIT AND GO. IM DONE. AND AS FAR AS I KNOW ONCE YOU OUT YOU DICK IN HER WE WERE DONE SO GET YOUR SHIT AND LEAVE."

Todoroki grabbed Camie from you and got her back in the car. "Im sorry ill leave.".

𝐄𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤

"Damn i did it again." Camie says with a smirk on her face. "Maybe its just not meant to b..." I cut her off by gabbing her hair and slamming her on the couch.

"Say some slick shit again Camie. I fucking dare you. I will do something I didn't get to do then. Cause i dont give a fuck now. Ima let you go this is what you do to avoid getting your ass beat. Get your bag, keys, and shoes and get the fuck out this house and never come back." I say. She nods and I let her go.

Camie runs and gets her stuff and leaves the apartment. "Wtf Y/n." Shinsou says. "You know she was just gonna be a hit and kick anyway so im saving her the heartbreak." I say walking to my room. "Thats not the point y/n you didn't have to do that."

Shinsou said

"THEN WHATS THE POINT HITOSHI?!" I say. "THE POINT IS THAT YOU BROUGHT UP STUFF FROM A LONG TIME AGO." Shinsou argues back. "you know i tried to ignore the fact that you brought the girl that he cheated on me with." I say calmly. "but dont argue back. i dont want to waste your breath on this. and just to tell you ill leave for the night to give you some time to yourself." I say walking away to my room.

———

When I get into my room I feel and tear come down my face as i get out some overnight clothes. I text Mina to see if she was free.

Y/n🤍🌸: Hey Mina are you free to night

Mina🥀: Sorry babes im out with my boyfriend

——

I sighed and texted Sero

Y/n🤍🌸: Yoo Sero

Sero🤠: wsp y/n

Y/n🤍🌸: Can I crash at your place tonight? Me and Hitoshi kinda got into a fight.

Sero🤠: Sure, im still at the shop so you can come here til i close up

Y/n🤍🌸: alright cool.

——

I finished packing my bag and slip on some grey sweats and went to the door. As i was putting on my shoes Shinsou came out to the door. "You don't have to leave Y/n." He says. "Well if you dont want me to leave for then ill be leaving for myself. Ok? Cool." I says as I grab my keys off the rack and walk out the door.

👀 dont hurt me ya’ll please dont😬

[drariellevalentine]

Medically Inevitable

Chapter 5- Heartfelt Housewarming

Warnings:- Alcohol

Characters:- Arielle Valentine, Ethan Ramsey, Sienna Trinh, Landry Olsen, Elijah Greene, Jackie Varma, Aurora Emery, Ines Delarosa

Pairing:- Ethan Ramsey x Arielle Valentine

After a night of restless tossing and turning, you get up skipping your usual morning routine and head into the shower. Stripping yourself of your clothes, you step into the shower, hoping the hot water washes away yesterday’s events. You close your eyes and everything comes flooding into mind.

“Dr. Valentine, your post-op patient is in distress!”

“What happened? She was fine two minutes ago!”, you say.

“Fluid buildup in her lungs, she can’t breathe!”

“Heart rate’s above 160. It’s in atrial fibrillation!”

“BP’s crashing, she’s hypotensive!” Everything swirls around in confusion. You’re frozen in place, unsure of what to do.

“What do you want us to do?” Your mind is jumbled. You can’t focus.

“Dr. Valentine! What do you want us to do?!”

You’re wrenched out of your reverie as your bottle of body wash drops to the floor.

“Arielle? You okay?” Sienna asks.

“Yeah, just dropped something. Be out in a sec.”, you pull back the fogged glass door and grab your blush coloured towel, which matches your room’s aesthetic. You remember the day you went out shopping with your brother’s girlfriend who also happens to be one of the huge fashion icons and designers, to buy everything you needed for your apartment. After drying yourself off, you slip on a silk robe and leave your bathroom to see Sienna and Landry waiting for you.

“Hey.”, you say plopping down on the furry bench at the front of your queen sized bed.

Si comes and gives you a hug. “What happened yesterday isn’t your fault, okay.”

“I know. I just can’t stop thinking about what would have happened if the nurses hadn’t bailed me out yesterday.”

“You can always go over your cases. It helps to be prepared.”, advises Landry.

“Thanks Landry.” They exit your room as you head into your closet to get dressed. Deciding on a teal wrapped top, a navy blue pair of leggings, matching boots and accessories, you grab your mini backpack which you packed last night and head to the kitchen.

“Okay. I have 15 minutes.” You throw some strawberries, a banana, and vanilla almond milk into a blender and grab a straw. Pouring the smoothie into you regular glass, you pop a straw and grab a protein bar. You have breakfast as you scroll through your messages with 10 minutes to go. Washing out the cup and placing it in the dishwasher, you head out to your car, protein bar in hand. You play a few tunes as you drive all the way to Edenbrook, singing along.

You park your car and head towards the locker room to drop your belongings. Heading into the atrium, you notice a huge crowd of interns. Entering the atrium I find it full, some interns scattering around, while the others are pushing each other to get in front of the crowd where Dr. Ramsey is standing with a piece of paper on his hands.

"Gather around interns," Ines's cheerful voice rings through the atrium.

"Back! Back! Christ! You all are like a bunch of rabid dogs!" His angry voice announces.

Sienna, Landry and I go and join the crowd where Elijah and Jackie are already present. Tiptoeing I try to get a better look at the paper. But it's really hard to see it from here.

"Wow! It looks like everyone signed up for the competition," I state shocked seeing the huge list in front of me.

"Of course they did. It's an opportunity for a lifetime!" Landry says excited.

"Yeah exactly, only a complete jackass would think about passing it," Jackie smirks .

"Gee, thanks!" I roll my eyes playfully.

"How about this? Whoever ranks the lowest picks up the keg for tonight's party?" Elijah suggests.

"I like the way you think," Jackie says and then turns around to check the list.

"Great! Sienna already whipped up a few treats and she’ll be going shopping to pick up the rest of supplies while we decorate the house. I told everyone to come by 8," Elijah grins and Jackie turns around to look at him.

"What do you mean by everyone?" Landry questions.

"My question exactly," Jackie adds.

"You know the other interns," Elijah smiles.

"I have told a few residents about it too," Sienna says, "And also a few nurses." Sienna kinda blushes? You make a mental note to ask her later.

"Guys, our place is nice but not that big! We have to keep it small," Landry states.

"You have a point," I start to say and look over at Elijah whose expression turned into a sad one. "But it's about tonight only! And it's not like everyone we invite is gonna show up," I smile a Landry, "Chill out dude."

"Famous last words..." Landry says, his voice low.

"I can't believe I am about to throw an party at last!" Elijah chimes.

"Ooh! Are you talking about you homecoming party tonight?" Ines asks from behind him.

"You've heard about that?" I ask surprised.

"Everyone's heard about that," She smiles.

"Cool. So are you coming?" I return the smile.

"Yeah. And do you guys mind if I bring Zaid along?" She asks sweetly.

Dr. Mirani. In a party! That's beyond my imagination.

She must have seen the hesitation on our face so she starts to explain, " I know his sense of humor isn't everyone's cup of tea but he's loads of fun at a party. Trust me."

"Of course," I smile trying to remove any trace of the hesitation from my face ," The more the merrier."

"He has a sense of humor?" Jackie acts shocked after I Ines leaves and I nudge her playfully. And the rest of my roommates shoots looks at me.

"What? What'd you expect me to say?" I ask shrugging.

They all give me a fake angry look before looking forward where Dr. Ramsey just pinned our score sheet.The crowd of interns moves forward threatening to cush him.

“Now you can stop badgering me with quest about where you stand.”, Dr. Ramsey’s cold voice announces. “If you would like to challenge your rankings, fell free to swing by my office and I’ll immediately disqualify you. Good day.”, his nonchalant voice adds before walking away after pining the ranking sheet.

“Is it just me or is he more grumpier than usual?”, Sienna asks quietly so that only the five of us can hear.”

Jackie shrugs, “He’s probably annoyed cause he has to pick an intern.” The crowd of interns slowly disappear leaving the gang and a few other interns in the atrium. We look towards the board to check our rankings.

“Let’s see who’s number one.”, Landry says looking at the list.

“It’s Aurora, that little-", Jackie stops when she sees her but it’s too late.

“Please continue!”, she sneers.

“That little colleague whose aunt signs my checks.”, Jackie painfully finishes.

“Jackie...keep reading.”, Sienna nudges her.

“I’m fourth. Fine, I guess. Landry’s seventh, Elijah’s tenth.

“And Arielle you are- nineteenth," she says kinda surprised.

"Nineteenth? Looks like you are on the keg duty Valentine," Elijah says.

"It's okay. I just need to work harder," I say.

"Are you sure? I mean you are not me but you aren't that bad," she says playfully trying to lighten up the mood and at the same time establishing a point- I deserve more than the 19th ranking. "Are you sure Dr. Ramsey doesn't have it up for you?"

“No, I think it's what I deserve. I just need to work harder and it'd pay off," I force a smile.

You rush after Dr. Ramsey to update him about Shonda.

“Dr. Ramsey!”

“Yes?” He turns to look at you but he seems rather distant.

“I wanted to update you on my post-op patient from last night.”, you tentatively say.

“You mean the ones that the nurses had to intubate? I’ve already been informed.” You wince waiting for his berating...but it never comes. You’re surprised.

“Aren’t you going to berate me?”

“No. I have work to attend to and by the look on your face, I gather that you already feel bad.” He turns to leave.

“Wait!” He turns to look at you. “I wanted to invite you to a housewarming party my friends and I are hosting later tonight. It’ll be a nice breather from work.”

Ethan’s PoV:-

You’d never thought an intern would invite you to one of their parties. You’re about to agree when you remember that you have work to do. “I’ll have to decline.” Her face falls. “But I appreciate the invitation.” She turns to leave.

“Rookie. Wait.”, you find yourself saying. “What the hell are you doing, Ethan!”, you think. She turns to look at you.

“All my patients are stable. What do you need?”

“Radiology just received a new f.M.R.I machine a week ago but they haven’t tested it yet and I’m getting impatient.”, you reply.

“You want me to stick my brain so you see all my deepest secrets? Alright!” You laugh.

“Follow me.” You lead her to the equipment room. You’re about to tell her what she needs to do until you realise that she’ll need to take off her shirt. “Shit!”, you think. We’re doctors, surely this is normal! you try to convince yourself.

Arielle’s PoV:-

“You can keep your shirt here any make sure you take off all jewellery.” He gestures to your earrings, necklace and many rings. Then it hits you. “I’m going to be half-naked in front of my boss. Why did I agree to this?!” You turn around, facing the wall and take of your shirt, revealing your matching teal lace-up bra. Great day to wear a lace-up bra, thank god it doesn’t have any metal! You turn sideways and take off all your jewellery, shoes and ID. “Done. Now what?”, you turn to face him.

Ethan’s PoV:-

You gulp at the sight of her. You’ve never seen someone so pretty in just a simple pair of leggings. The sight of her long violet ombré tresses cascading down her shoulders- “Shut up Ramsey! She’s your intern!”, you think. “Have you taken off all metal?”, you gesture to her very lacey bra.

“My bra isn’t wired so I won’t have to take it off.” You’re thankful for that. You bring the syringe of gadolinium near her. “Sit here and lean back.”, you instruct her. Palpitating her veins, you inject the gadolinium, trying not to focus on the scent of vanilla and cinnamon from her. You dispose the syringe. “You help her onto the machine, instructing her not to move.”

“Why do they make these damn machines so high?”, you hear her mutter. You stifle a laugh.

You head into the adjacent room, turning on the machine. “Is my voice audible?”

“Yes. It’s loud and clear.”

“Okay. Can I start?” She agrees. “If these questions are too personal, tell me and I’ll ask something else.”

“You do realise that I’ve already told you a lot about my personal life, right?” You ignore that.

“What is your middle name?”

“Cerise.” (Cherry in French)

“Cherry?”, you ask. Your lips quirk up.

“My mother named me Cerise for two reasons. One, her main pregnancy cravings were cherries. Two, apparently my lips were the colour of cherries when I was born.”, she answers. You see her temporal lobe glow.

“Do you have any favourite childhood memories?”

Her hippocampus, neo-cortex and amygdala glow. “I do. When I was little, I would visit my godfather every Friday evening and stay there until he would drop me off at school Monday morning. I would enter the house and he would have all the ingredients lined up for some kind of dessert or pastry as long as it had chocolate. We would bake together, laugh and talk and I would tell him about all the stupid things that would happen in class.” You smile at the thought of a little Arielle baking.

“Okay. Tell me about one of the happiest days of your life.”

“Probably when my niece was born.”

“You have a niece?” You’re surprised. Her prefrontal cortex glows very brightly.

“Her name is Arabelle, Belle for short. It was an unplanned pregnancy and there were some ups and downs, but the moment she came it was absolutely beautiful. To become an aunt and hold your niece in your arms for the first time, it’s one of the most beautiful things in life. She turned 4 years old a few months ago... Is the machine working properly?”

“Yes, it works alright. That’s enough questions.” You power down the machine and go back to the equipment room, when you hear a thud. You rush into the room to find Arielle getting up from the floor.

“Ooh! Very hard floor!”, she rubs her arm.

“How did you manage to fall down from the machine?”, you ask while helping her up.

She shrugs, her lips widening into a grin. “There’s a reason why my brother calls me Calamity Cerise!” She pulls her shirt back on, along with her jewellery, ID, and shoes. She saunters over phone in hand and shows me a picture. “This is my niece Belle.” She pulls up a picture of an adorable 3 year old dressed in a powder blue fluffy gown. Beside her is Arielle, wearing a beautiful matching dress with a huge smile on her face.

They look absolutely adorable.

“She’s cute.”, you respond.

“She is, isn’t she! She wanted a photoshoot for her birthday. This was one of the pics.”

“Thank you… for the assistance, Dr. Valentine.” You turn to leave. You’re about to ask her when the party starts, but you stumble on your words and leave.

Arielle’s PoV:-

You’re just finishing your shift as you notice the time. Your shift ended early, so you decided to go with Sienna to help shop for the party. You text her and meet her at the parking lot.

“Hey Si, ready to go?”

“Yeah! I made a list of all the things we need to buy!” You take your car and drive towards Walmart.”

“Okay, so I’ll pick up the plates, cups, and other stuff. You pick up all these snacks.” We’ll meet at the dairy section in 20.” You head towards the snack aisle and pick up tortilla chips, crackers and a few other snacks that Si told you to buy. Hmm... we need drinks! You head towards the drink aisle where you find Bryce.

“Hey Bryce! What are you doing here?” He whirls around, his face breaking into a smile when he sees you.

“Elle! I thought I would buy a little something for the party.” You notice the bottles of tequila in his hand.

“Aww Thanks! Now, help me in getting those Sprite and Fanta bottles up there. I can’t reach.” He laughs and picks them up from the shelf with ease, placing them in the cart. You lead him to the dairy section, where you find Sienna waiting for you.

“What took you so lo-Hi Bryce!”

“I found Scalpel Jockey in the drinks aisle.”

“Okay, so I already made a bunch of desserts, we just need different cheeses and meat. I’ll head towards the deli and you two find some blocks of cheddar and gruyere.” She heads off.

“Okay, let’s go for cheddar, mozzarella, gruyere and pepper jack. I’ll get some vegan versions.” You slide over to the non-dairy section and pick up a few items and drop them into the cart. “All done, Bryce?”

“Yeah, found everything! I’ll stand in the billing aisle, you go bring Sienna.” You go to the deli section and bring Si over.

“Did we get everything Si?” She goes over the list. “Yeah, Jackie and Elijah said they’ll bring the beer and a few other drinks so we should have everything.” You finish billing and head to the parking lot. Bidding goodbye to Bryce, you head to the apartment to find the place fully decorated.

“We were wondering when you guys would show up. We decorated everything already!”, says Landry.

“Great! Elijah, you can help me whip up some dips while Landry and Jackie set up the rest of the food.”

“I’ll go pick up the keg stand and a little something special.” They give you a questioning look. “It’s a secret!”, you sing as you head out to your car. Picking up the keg stand and karaoke machine takes longer then you expected. By the time you come home again, the apartment is packed. Bryce comes and helps you with the very heavy stand.

“What’s in there?”, he asks pointing to the other box I had in my hand.

“I called in a favour and got us a karaoke machine. Give it to Elijah, he’ll hook it up.” You head to your room to get dressed. You pull out a fitted black crop top with a sparkly violet miniskirt. Brushing on a little lipgloss, you decide to focus on your eyes and add a little eyeshadow to your usual makeup. Lastly, you take your your hair from the Dutch braid you purposely did this morning, your hair falls in thick curls. Spraying on a little hairspray, you quickly take a pic and post it with the caption ‘Housewarming party ready!🥳’

By the time you come out of your room, the keg stand is completely set up.

“Arielle! You’re going first!”, Elijah yells.

“Hell No! Scalpel Jockey can go first.”

Bryce saunters over and starts while Elijah sets the timer. “1..2..3...........25...28”- Bryce flips over, as the people cheer.

“I’m feeling a little woozy.”, he sits down. You step up, putting you hair up in a loose bun.

“Ready Arielle, 1..2..3..Go!” You flip over, planting your hands on the ground and kick you feet up in the air as you guzzle down beer. “1..2..3..4.................30..”, You’re getting really lightheaded. “43..44..45”, You flip back to the ground and sway like a pendulum until one of the surgical interns steady you.

“Damn Arielle! 45 seconds! Anyone want to top that?”, Elijah shouts.People line up after you’re lead by Ines to sit down. She gives you a glass of ice cold water as you turn to see Zaid at the keg stand. You nearly spit out the water in your mouth at the sight. He surprisingly managed for 20 seconds. He takes a seat beside you as the surgical intern who steadied you goes next.

“I don’t know why you youngsters do this to yourselves!”, Zaid grumbles.

“Me either!”, you answer as your stomach rumbles. You forgot to eat lunch.

You head over to the snacks area where you have a few of Si’s mini treats.

“Yo Arielle!” You turn around to see Elijah yelling from standing on a ‘stage’. You head over and see the karaoke machine fixed up.

“How in the world did you manage to get a karaoke machine at this caliber?” You smile.

“I have friends in high places. Now who’s going first?” Bryce and a few surgical interns hold a riff-raff as you and a few others cheer them on. Bryce wins, that guy has got pipes. Now comes duet rounds. Jackie saunters over, partly drunk.

“So this was the surprise you were talking about.” You nod. She suddenly drags you to her the stage. You see Elijah manning the controls.

“Now for the one and only, Jackie and Arielle! What song will it be?”

“None Of My Business” You laugh, she still manages to choose a sassy song when drunk. “You ready Arielle?” They’ve never heard you sing, so they’re in for quite a surprise. You turn to the screen, blue for Jackie, pink for me and purple for both of us... sounds good.

She starts, her voice bold and sassy, a little bit of her accent shows through.

“Damn, I heard you and her been having problems”

“She likes to fight, I guess you both have that in common”

“Go Jackie!”, Si yells.

“Started at the top but now you at the bottom”

“But baby, this is none of my business”

“You think you can top that Arielle?”, Jackie asks with a smirk. You don’t know if it’s the alcohol coursing through your veins from the keg stand or the sugar rush from Si’s treats, but you know one thing for sure, you’re going to give them a show. You keep your voice sultry and sassy.

“You moved on, that a wrong, been a while, baby”

Jackie’s shocked. “Damn Arielle, where you been hiding those pipes!”, Bryce yells. You smirk and flip your hair.

“So did I (so did I, so did I)”

“Took her home to your home”

“But trust me that ain’t on my mind (on my mind, on my mind)”

You start slowly moving your upper body to the beat, flipping your hair for extra flair.

“I-I-I-I-I, I-I-I-I-I”

You and Jackie both belt out, her taking a lower range while you hit that high. Elijah and Bryce whistle.

“I saw on my feed”

“She looks a little like me”

“I-I-I-I-I, I-I-I-I-I”

“I can’t help but see”

“It’s not jealousy, no”

You both finish off the song receiving a huge applause once finished. You saunter over to Jackie, “Is that up to your standards, Miss Varma.” She smirks and heads off.

You decide to get a drink and enjoy the rest of the duets. A while later, someone taps your shoulder. You turn around to see Bryce. “Elle, you have to sing with me. I may have bet a 100 dollar bottle of whiskey to Mark and Rosa that i would sing much better than them but I can’t find a partner.

“Fine. What song?

“Trampoline.” You give him a look. “Please?” You let him drag you towards the stage for the second time.

“Looks like you found a partner Lahela.”

Elijah announces the rules in the mic to the huge crowd, “Listen up! Bryce and Arielle will sing the same verses as will Mark and Rosa. It’s up to you guys to decide which pair is better!”

You know you’ve had one too many drinks, and Bryce had to choose one of the sultry songs. You turn towards the screen. Pink for the girls, blue for the boys and purple for all. You and Bryce are up first.

You start singing in a breathy but sultry tone.

“I’ve been having dreams”

“Jumpin’ on a trampoline”

He matches your tone, going just a bit deeper.

“Flippin’ in the air”

“I never land, just float there”

“As I’m lookin’ up”

“As I’m lookin’ up”

“Suddenly the sky erupts”

You both sing together, his voice hitting those deep notes while you hit those whistles.

“Flames alight the trees”

“Spread to fallin’ leaves”

“Now they’re right upon me”

The alcohol in you takes over, you start swaying your hips to the sultry beat gaining the attention of the crowd. The surgical interns whistle.

“Wait, if I’m on fire”

“Then how am I so deep in love”

“When I dream of dying”

“I never feel so loved”

You and Bryce reach the peak of the song, him singing that low bass as you match his tone at a higher pitch, leaving the crowd in awe. Bryce sings the next few lines, leaving you to sing the beautiful breathy chorus.

You both finish after alternating lines and earn whistles and applause from the crowd. Bryce saunters up to Rosa and Mark, “Think you can top that?” Mark forks over a hundred dollar bill and walks away.

“I believe that you owe me a thank you.” He sweeps you up into a hug.

“Thank you so much Elle. Come over some time, I’m sharing this with you.” He heads off. You sing a few songs with Sienna, Ines, Jackie and Elijah until you find yourself winded.

You’re heading out to catch a breather when you notice the crowds of people laughing and drinking. You see Si standing alone and head over. “Hey Si, where’s Wayne?”

“Oh! He had to go home. He has work tomorrow morning.” You frown.

“Si.” You give her a pointed look.

“I know, he was really rude. But I promise he isn’t always like that!”, she says.

“Okay Si, I believe you. But if you need someone to talk to, I’m here okay?” She nods and heads inside as Elijah wheels past.

“Hey Elijah, don’t you think the party’s getting a bit out of hand?”

“Sienna cleared it with Farley until midnight.” You look at him.

“Which is in 10 minutes.” He’s about to respond when a girl about your age walks near.

“Could I squeeze through?”

“Yeah, of course.”, you respond.

“Are you guests of this rager or...” You smile. “It’s ours. I’m Arielle and this is Elijah.”

“Hey...”, you can see him blush. He totally likes her.

“I’m Phoebe, I live right down the haul.” You can’t stand to witness anymore of this cuteness and decide to play Cupid.

“Hey Elijah, why don’t you show Phoebe around and let her play a game or two.” You turn to Phoebe. “He’s really good at beer bong.” They nod and head inside as you smile. Suddenly Landry rushes towards you, followed by Jackie.

“Someone just ratted us out! I saw Farley entering the building!”, Jackie says.

“What are we going to do? We can’t possibly get this in control by the time he gets here!”, Landry says.

Shonda’s advice comes back to you. “Okay! Here’s what we’re going to do. Landry, break out the board games and sit everyone down. Jackie, tell everyone to go inside and quiet down. I’ll placate everyone with leftover treats. Go! Between the three of you, with some help from Sienna, Elijah and Phoebe, you manage to get everyone under control. You rush towards your room and slip on a robe just as the doorbell rings. You open it and act nonchalantly as your roommates shush everyone. “Hey Farley, is everything alright?”

“Miss Raines, I received a complaint about your party extending the duration of time and the level of noise.”

“What? Everyone already left and I was getting ready for bed.” You ‘yawn’.

“My apologies Miss Raines, carry on.” He turns around and leaves. “Mission Accomplished! Now, everyone stay quiet please.”, you say as everyone cheers quietly. The party slowly dwindles down until your roommates and Bryce are the only ones left.

“You don’t have to help clean up, Bryce.”

“It’s alright Elle. Also, how come you never told me you could sing? I actually thought that you were lip syncing.” You laugh.

“I learned to play the piano at a very young age. Singing just came naturally. It was one of my mother’s favourite hobbies.”

He smiles. “I think that’s the last of the trash. Goodnight Elle.” He kisses me on the cheek and leaves. I smile thinking I might have just found another brother.

After locking the doors, you head back into your room to sleep. You slip off your clothes and drop them in the hamper. You put on a silky white pajama set and enter you bathroom. You wash your face with a face wash and pat it dry. Skincare has always been something that is very important to you, especially when Naveen has taught you so many tips and tricks from his Indian heritage. You start with your usual eye cream to get rid your dark circles, eyelash serum and lastly a night moisturiser.Then you lightly braid your hair and flop into bed, tucking yourself deep under the fluffy blush coloured blanket.

You wake up to ‘Dancing With Your Ghost’ by Sasha Sloan. You slip on a matching robe and head out to the kitchen for your tea.

“Good Morning Ari!” You notice Elijah at the dining table and greet him back. “Look who was up all night.” He points to the sofa. You walk over and notice Danny sleeping, Sienna lying on him peacefully. You take your phone and take a photo without them noticing.

You tiptoe back towards Elijah and show him the picture. He smiles. “Honestly, Danny would be a much better match for Si, Wayne wasn’t like anything Si described.”, you say.

“Ari, that’s enough playing Cupid. You’re going to be late if you don’t get ready.” You notice the time, no tea for me today! You head towards your room to get ready.

Later that day, you’re walking in the pristine white halls of Edenbrook when you get a page. 911 for Mrs. Turner! You run to the stairs.

I charge into the room to find her in respiratory distress, the nurses running around to help her.

"She's crashing again?" I ask the nurses, shock and fear clearly noticable in my voice.

"Yeah, just like last time," Marlene answers.

"Body temperature is skyrocketing. She's in AFib, her B.P. is crashing and she's got a pulmonary edema," Danny informs me her condition but barely a word enters my brain.

My mind's got blank the second I saw her lying unconscious in the hospital bed.

Get a hold on yourself Arielle! She's your patient, you need to help her. She'd die under your watch if you don't act quickly!

"What do you want to do doctor?" Sarah asks.

"I-I-" I try to say something but my brain gives up. I can hardly form a coherent sentence.

"I want to... breathe," I say, panic rising with each passing second.

"What?" The nurses stares at me shocked. But despite that I take a moment to myself and breathe.

I close my eyes.

I can do it. I have to do it. I just think.

I just have to guide the nurses. Calm down Arielle. You've got it.

I count upto three, to calm down and subside my tension.

"Here's what we need to do.”, I open my eyes.

"Sarah prep the I.V. We have to get fluids in her. Marlene get the ice packs and cooling blankets. Cool her down so that she doesn't get heat stroke."

"Right away Dr. Valentine," Sarah moves to get an IV stand.

I turn to Danny then. "And Danny get the defibrillator. Then we intubate."

"On it doctor," he says and rushes to get the equipment. After dealing with the patient, you head towards the ER. Later, when you’re heading for your lunch break, you come across Dr. Ramsey.

“Rookie. I heard you kept Mrs. Turner alive.”, he acknowledges.

“I did.”, a small beam of pride hits you. He turns and walks away when one of his files fall down. You reach down and can’t but help notice the quizzical patient name, ‘Patient X’ as you pick up the chart. He quickly turns around and quite rashly pulls the CT scan from you.

“Thank you.”, he hurries down the hallway. You wonder who it could be, and why he is so secretive.

[the-unholy-trinitea]

Get up, Chandra! You don't want to piss me off this early!"

Ugh. Cheryl is the bane of my existence. I didn't dare rebel because I'd be punished even more.

"Coming, sister." I get out of bed, put on a red ensemble and head downstairs. Cheryl immediately becomes infuriated.

"Change. You don't have color in your closet for a reason."

"But I like my outfit- and"

Cheryl comes face to face with me. "CHANGE NOW. I can make your life miserable just by one phone call."

The Sisters.

"Now apologize, Psycho Barbie."

Tears flood my eyes. "I'm sorry, Cheryl."

"Good." She stroked my face and dug her red acrylic nail into my cheek. I let a yelp escape me. Big mistake. "Now go change into your clothes. Virgin Scary."

My savior in pink arrived when I came down stairs again.

Toni Topaz was Cheryl's girlfriend and she always was nice to me when Toni was around.

"Hey guys. What's up."

"I was just leaving."

"And she tried to leave the house without breakfast."

• • •

I walk to school. On the way Archie and Betty catch up to me.

"Oh god, Chandra! Your cheek." Betty cries.

"I'll kill her." Archie says.

"Guys, stop. It was my fault. I came home past curfew and embarrassed her in front of Toni."

Betty and Archie exchanged a look. Then they sighed. "Look. You need to tell Jughead and Ronnie." Archie demands.

I shake my head and then I'm hit with a lecture about how I don't deserve this and how Cheryl was just hurting from mom's abuse.

They repeated the lecture when we arrived at school.

Cheryl was nowhere to be seen and I took a deep breath. Until I got to my locker.

"Cheryl. Please. The day has barely started."

Cheryl pushed the heel of her pumps into my shoe and pushed me up against my locker.

I couldn't breathe. She then took me to the bathroom. She only did that when she was angry with me. Get in. Cheryl points to a stall and I obey. She follows and begins to beat me to a pulp. Punch after punch.

This was the makeup test. I wasn't allowed to wear makeup or what I wanted.

"Cheryl please don't do this!" I plead.

"Help! Someone help!" I yell.

Cheryl pulls me out of the stall and pins my up against the wall.

That's when I see Betty run in with a guy in a beanie.

"Oh my god Chandra! What the hell happened!" Betty says.

The guy in the beanie feels my wounds with a wet paper towel. I'm afraid of what he knows.

"Oh shit Betts! She's got bruises... who did this?"

I look up. I wipe away the tears and I see Jughead Jones kneeling next to me.

"I got into an accident and Cheryl was helping me. It was last night and yeah."

Jughead looks at Betty and Betty cracks.

Jug, I think it was Cheryl who gave her these bruises..."

"Shut the hell up Betty," I scream, "You don't know what happens behind Thornhill's gates!"

Jughead looks at me.

"That's it! I'm going to have Toni talk to Cheryl about this."

Toni? Oh my god this can't be happening... I can't tell her who knows what Cheryl will do to me...

Kill me?

Send me away?

Burn down the house again?

"Don't say a fucking word, Jones, especially not to Veronica."

"My lips are sealed." He winked at me and took me to class. Cheryl was at early cheer practice so she was nowhere to be found at this time.

•

"What the hell, Archie?"

"Ronnie, Cheryl's hurt-"

"I heard what you said Archiekins!"

I walk up to the table with jug and Betty to hear this conversation. "Hey guys!" Veronica greets, then to me:

"Channa! We need to talk."

"About what?"

"Archie told me about your home problems and I'm planning on asking daddy to let you stay in our guest bedroom at the pembrooke."

"But nothing's wrong, Veronica."

"But Archie said-"

"And you," I pointed Archie, "you betrayed me." I walk away but it's too late. Cheryl and the rest of the Vixens have me surrounded. She hauls me onto the table and I don't even resist.

"Oh shit, guys..." Veronica says.

"Are you alright Chandra?" Cheryl asks in a mocking tone. "What's wrong? Let me help you."

"Okay." I said meekly.

"Now girls, we need to get rid of the trash."

"No Cheryl please don't!" I plead.

She pulls my wrist and lifts me off the table and into the trash can. "The trash goes into locker 375!"

Jughead gets up with Veronica.

"Stop this, Cheryl!" A voice says but it doesn't come from either of them.

Toni topaz has just arrived at the lunch table. She slammed her tray down and walked up to Cheryl's face.

"Cheryl. What the hell is this!"

"Oh TT it's simply a little fun."

"Fun? If harassing your sister is your idea of fun then we're done. Bye Cheryl. Oh my god, Chandra are you ok?"

The whole cafeteria was in awe and I cried as Archie called his dad to see if I could stay over. Jughead and Betty run toward me and Veronica daintily follows in her 6 inch heels.

"Let's go, Chandra!" He says.

"Archie we can't- she's gonna- hurt you. ARCHIE CHERYLS GOING TO HURT YOU!" I scream.

Jughead looks at me and tells me he's just in a mood but things get serious when all five of us get into Archie's car and start driving.

"Where are we going Arch?" I ask.

"Thornhill. You left all your stuff." He says.

"Archie... What the hell..."

But it was too late he just pulled up to the mansion.

I run inside to hide the truth. I lived in the barn with mummy and uncle Claudius but Cheryl made me keep my phone and personal belongings inside so she could monitor my whereabouts. The padded walls to my "dungeon" were painted red and adorned with pictures of Cheryl. I ran to my drawers and got out my actual clothes. Unbeknownst to my big sister, I had bought a new iPhone which Veronica was funding. Of course Ronnie kept it and registered me as a lodge instead of a Blossom.

Ichandelierlodge like uncle, like niece @hiramlodge

HiramLodge Anything for my daughters best

VtoherB Chandra... where's my photo credit love? Also, pleasure to help

BettsCoop what about Archie

SerpentKing Dui remember @bettscoop

Archiekins mama... your knight is here

HiramLodge watch it @archiekins

RonnieLodge all in good fun @hiramlodge love u @archiekins

Veronica's Pov

Daddy let Chandra stay with us because he was happy about mom winning the election. Meanwhile, I still had to contemplate finding a new home. My phone rings and it's Archie's twin sister, Aliyah Andrews.

"Hey Ali, what's up?" I say.

"Veronica do you know where Archie went last night cuz he hasn't been back. My dad is asking."

Archie. Last night?

"Oh sorry I," I say right as Archie enters, "Speak of the devil."