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mimymomo · 5 years ago

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Chocolate Flavored Surprises

So, I was still super sick yesterday and while I was bedridden I decided to write this! Plus, I just really missed my Miko-mi (yes, that’s my nickname for him!). Enjoy this belated Christmas/but sike not really Christmas story!

Also, titles are so freaking hard to come up with!

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It was a cold winter afternoon. Snow rapidly cascaded down from the gray clouds, covering every inch in a soft, powdery white. The wind shook the dead branches in the towering trees, long frozen icicles dangling tightly to their wood. The sky was light and so was the sky, the world glowed in bright white. The winter had anything but a breeze in the past month, yet also utterly beautiful and enticing all the same.

Miko watched the scenic view from his seat by the one window, wrapped snug in an old, knitted blanket. He blew on to the window, the puff of air fogging up the glass, and drew a crude stick figure family- a slender man, a smaller woman with stick hair and a tiny child in between them. Orpheus, Eurydice and himself.

“Miko?”

The boy turned his head to see Orpheus semi-stunned, standing in the doorframe. The front door was wide open and bags of groceries laid at his feet. As he pushed the door closed, Miko grinned and quickly broke free of his blanketed cocoon, and rushed over to Orpheus’ side. Orpheus swiftly scooped the boy into his arms and hugged him close, the small boy's arms wrapping perfectly around his neck.

“Hi, Papa!”

Orpheus smiled serenely, Miko may have been living with the two for months by this point, but the sound of Miko calling him “papa” never failed to send happy jitters all throughout his body. “Hello, you,” he poked his son’s soft stomach causing him to giggle and twitch. “Up and awake huh?”

Miko, face still glowing, nodded, “Mama’s still sleeping though.” That didn’t surprise Orpheus, his wife had to work a full day shifts, opening until closing, the past three days and was without a doubt exhausted. When Orpheus had left for his early morning shift, Eurydice hadn’t woken even a smidge. Not a blink, stir or even groan, she was dead asleep to the world around her. Miko had been fast asleep too when Orpheus had kissed him and his wife goodbye, but he shouldn’t have been surprised to see the boy had awoken in the few hours he’d been absent. “What’s in the bags, Papa?”

“Oh, right!” that’s when Orpheus had remembered his big plan. He wanted to do something special for Eurydice and Miko for a while now. The winter was never a season Eurydice truly enjoyed Orpheus wanted to do something to cheer her up and thought today would be the perfect afternoon to put that idea into action. Sure, Miko being awake wasn’t apart of the initial plan, but to Orpheus, having Miko join him would be even better. “Miko, would you like to help me with something?”

Miko’s eyes widened, and he began squirming with excitement in Orpheus’ arms, “Yes! Yes, I wanna help! Wait, help with what?”

The musician laughed, placing the curious child down on the floor, “it’s a surprise for Mama.”

“For Mama? Okay!” Miko cheered, flapping his arms and doing a little jig, his joy was absolutely infectious. Orpheus chuckled reaching down to grab one of the bags. But before he could lift the other, Miko had already snatched it up, heaving slightly at the weight, and hustled into the kitchen. Orpheus shook his head and followed his son’s hustle. “So Papa, what'd we making?” Miko questioned.

“First, cookies.”

“Cookies!” Miko yelled in childish glee.

Orpheus gently shushed the boy, placing a finger over his mouth, “shh, we don’t want to accidentally wake Eurydice up before her surprise is ready, right?”

“Oh, okay. Quiet, shh” Miko agreed, he copied Orpheus’ ministrations and put his finger up over his mouth as well. Much quieter than before, the two set out and began their baking prep work- pulling out bowls, spoons, and baking trays, laying out the ingredients on any available table and counter space and pre-heating the kitchens relic of an oven. They mixed butter and sugar by hand, Miko desperate to stir first before quickly growing tired and handing the large spoon over to Orpheus. Then came the addition of vanilla. Vanilla was quite expensive but to Orpheus, surprising his overworked wife was worth the splurge. Cracking open the bottle, an invisible cloud of sweetness immediately spread all throughout the already pleasant-smelling kitchen. After pouring a more than necessary amount of vanilla into the bowl, the two boys passed the bottle of dark brown liquid back and forth, taking large whiffs of the aromatic scent each time.

“Vanilla smells so good,” Miko said, passing the bottle to Orpheus.

“It does.”

“Does it taste good too?”

“I-” Orpheus paused, “I really don’t know.”

“Can I try some?” Miko asked.

“Why not?” Orpheus shrugged, passing the bottle back into the child's hands. In all honesty, he was genuinely curious about the taste as well. Miko dipped his finger the tiniest bit into the bottle then stuck his finger in his mouth. He instantly recoiled, face scrunching up in dismay. His teal eyes watery and dyed with utter betrayal, “ack, yucky!”

Orpheus winced, “really bad?”

“Bad. Bad, bad,” Miko exclaimed, his nose crinkled up and mouth in a disappointed pout. “Why vanilla? You smelled so good…” Orpheus patted the young boy on the back, passing him a plastic cup filled with milk to help mask the bitter taste. Miko gulped the drink down with exaggerated vigor, letting out a loud ‘ahhh’ when he pulled the cup back from his lips.

They soon get back to work. With careful precision, Orpheus measured out cups of flour and handed them over to Miko. Miko then, as of handling flour shifted from the gods themselves, would pour them into the bowl. A white puff of flour dust flew into the air as the stirred the mixture, getting all over the counter and themselves. A few minutes later, after adding a large pinch of salt, they wrapped the dough and placed it into the fridge. As they waited for the dough to chill, they started cleaning the kitchen. They wiped down the counters and washed the dirty, used up dishes, Orpheus scrubbed while Miko rinsed. An accidental spray of misdirected water led to an all-out war of soap and water between the two resulting in soaking wet clothes and an even dirtier kitchen. By the time they completed recleaning the kitchen, the dough had finished chilling.

The two rolled out the dough into a semi-thick width. “Now, we got to cut the cookies out into rectangles,” Orpheus said, pulling out a knife from the drawer.

“Ooh, Papa, can I do it?” Miko begged, jumping up and down.

“Don’t tell your Mama, okay?” Miko zipped his mouth shut, locked it and tossed the imaginary key over his shoulder. Orpheus carefully transferred the knife into Miko’s hand, showing him how to grip the sharp utensil safely. He then proceeded to guide Miko’s hand with his own, slicing the dough into about two dozen long rectangular shaped cookies. Once they were done cutting, they placed the unbaked cookies onto a baking sheet and dusted them with more sugar. Finally, the cookies went into the oven.

As the cookies baked, they got started on their next venture: hot chocolate. Orpheus had learned the recipe from Hermes, who used to make the treat for the boy every winter as a child.

First, was the whipped cream, which needed to be refrigerated. They poured heavy cream and sugar into a bowl and took turns briskly stirring until the liquid turned into a fluffy, sweet whipped cream.

Next, they boiled water in a pot and added cocoa powder, sugar and a touch of salt, mixing them together for a few short minutes over the heat. As Miko continued to stir, Orpheus poured in cup after cup of milk and some vanilla, turning off the burner and removing the pan from the dying heat. Orpheus grabbed three mugs from the cabinet with Miko’s input (“the red one is yours, Papa, the yellow flower one is Mama’s and the blue one is mine!”) and divided the hot cocoa evenly between them all. Miko plopped marshmallows into each cup, counting to make sure everyone got an equally copious amount.

“Miko.”

“Hmm?” the young boy glanced up from his task to see Orpheus facing him, mouth wide open. Miko smiled, understandably and began tossing marshmallows into the air in the direction of Orpheus’ mouth. It took a few attempts, but finally one managed to make it into the waiting musician's hungry mouth. “Yes,” Miko clapped.

Just as they were finishing up, the timer on the oven began to blare, meaning the cookies were ready. Declining Miko’s eager offer to help, Orpheus pulled the trays out of the oven and set them on the empty space on the stove, the shortbread a perfect, appetizing light brown color. A sugary scent of warm, buttery vanilla and velvety chocolate wafted throughout the house.

“I thought I smelled something good,” a voice called out from the opposite side of the room, causing Orpheus and Miko to jump. Eurydice stood in the entrance of the kitchen with her arms crossed, a tired, bemused smile plastered to her face. She wore one of Orpheus’ old T-shirts and a nightshirt that reached past her knees. Outlined creases from her pillow marked the sides of her face.

“Mama,” Miko ran straight to Eurydice, burying himself in her legs. He lifted his head and gave her the biggest smile, eyes twinkling with elation, “morning!”

Eurydice ran her fingers lovingly through Miko’s wavy curls and down the side of his face, cupping his cheek, “Good morning baby.”

Orpheus sauntered over to his lover, “Morning ‘Rydice.”

“Good morning to you too, lover boy,” Eurydice smirked. She stepped onto her tiptoes to press a short kiss to Orpheus’ lips, squishing Miko between them in the process. “Or should I say, good afternoon at this point? Gods, how long was I asleep? What time is it?”

“Four o’clock,” Miko answered innocently below her.

Eurydice sighed, “so I slept nearly all of my day off away…”

“You were tired,” Orpheus countered firmly, wiping away streaks of dried, crusty drool from the corners of his wife’s mouth with the pad of his thumb. With a feather-light touch, he lovingly pinched her cheek, “you needed your sleep.”

“Mama,” Miko said, lightly pulling on Eurydice’s old nightshirt. The child teetered up and down on the tips of his feet, bouncing as if he would burst in any second, “Mama, we made you a surprise!”

“You two did now?” Eurydice said, feigning a slightly bloated shocked tone. She glanced up and over at her husband, but Orpheus just smiled in response.

“Yep!” Miko grinned, pulling back from the warm embrace, “come see.” He towed Eurydice into the kitchen to show off their finished surprise. The cookies and hot cocoa were in their same spot on the stove and counter, steam still radiating off the burning hot treats. “Ta-dah!”

“Wow,” Eurydice gasped, truly stunned at the display in front of her. Sure, she had heard all of the commotion from her and Orpheus’ bedroom in her sleepy haze and smelled the saccharine air but she hadn’t known what was actually prepared, and that it was, in fact, for her. “You two made all this?”

“Mhmm,” Miko nodded, actually jumping by this point, “Papa said he wanted to surprise you. He let me help!”

Eurydice turned to Orpheus, the poet scooping generous amounts of white cream onto the warm chocolatey drinks, “this was your idea huh?”

“Maybe,” Orpheus grinned, passing the mug with the yellow cartoon sunflower over to Eurydice’s waiting hands. Next, was Miko’s “here’s yours, Miko, extra whipped cream. Be careful, it’s still really hot.”

“‘Kay, thank you,” Miko said, sparkling eyes glued at the mountain of whipped cream that was piled high on top and cascading down the sides of his mug. “Mama, can we sit by the window?”

“That sounds like a great idea,” Eurydice agreed, letting the hyper boy tug her in the direction of the wide-open window.

Orpheus stacked a numerous amount of cookies onto a plate. And with his mug, he joined his family in their makeshift living room, plopping down right in front of the window next to Eurydice, Miko comfortably sitting in her lap. A cute whipped cream mustache lined his upper lip.

And at that moment, there was peace. There were three bodies close together, two covered in stay traces of dusty flour and dried cream and faintly emitted of vanilla and chocolate, one still wiping sleep from her eyes. Eurydice sat still, breathing in the air, the feeling burning hot chocolate sliding down her throat. She watched as the snow gently fell outside the frosty window. Tomorrow, she would have to brave the chill and icy weather. Tomorrow, she would have to serve round after round drinks to the dizzying crowd at the bar. She thought about how just like the falling snow, the time they all shared together would slowly but surely melt away. But today, today she had her shortbread cookies, her yellow sunflower mug filled to the brim with simmering hot chocolate, and her boys. Her boys who were sweeter than any dessert could ever dream of tasting. Right now, that’s all she needed.

#hadestown #orphydice #orpheus x eurydice #miko centered #orphydice parents #im really proud of this one

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injur3d-s0ul · 7 years ago

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The Rat King’s Tale

“Get out of here you damned kids! Like filthy rats, every last one you’s.” The grouchy old shopkeep never liked us hanging about even when we had money. Having no place to call home was the only reason we kids got into trouble in this city. For us we had to fight to survive, the guardians can’t give us everything and I knew that most of all. “Luca, does this mean we have to go back… there.” Lillie said and I could tell in her voice it was the last thing she wanted. Surrounded by the three closest people in my life and they all looked to me for guidance but I was in need of some myself. The guardians had given us some new clothes when they came to visit, some simple pants, shirts, gloves, and scarfs. Ours had gotten old since we wore them so much, it made us easy targets for judgment. I looked to the other oldest member of our rag-tag group, Roy, for help. “Roy, could you stay with Lillie and the others. I’m going out again…” I said hoping they couldn’t hear the fear in my voice. His hand shot up to his messy black hair covered forehead with a salute, “Aye aye Cap’n.” Lillie was still staring at me with a worried look from her bright blue eyes as she walked over to Roy and the other kids that followed us for help. I tried mustering up a smile. Everyone’s so obsessed with the Vanguard and guardians they forget that some people are still just that, people.

I started to head for our exit past the Titans wall when I saw someone had been following along with me. I was relieved, to say the least, it was Faneel, he’s been around since our group first found each other but he’s always been one to not speak. Lillie was the one who gave him the name, said it was the first name to come to mind, at least she was honest. We had one goal, hunt some rabbits, cook them and bring them back. As we got out of the city the terrain was rough mountainsides with killer winds but we were going down below. I’ve gotten used to doing this now after the few times we almost starved after getting caught stealing. I had taught the others but, some don’t have the stomach for this sorta thing.

After the short struggle of getting down the mountainside, we made it to flat land. We found some sticks to sharpen and began our search. There were rumors that monsters would appear if we stayed out too long but that was a risk I was willing to take. That was until I heard the roars of something coming toward us. We ducked behind some bushes and I could hear Faneel’s breathing become heavy and I gave him a reassuring grip on the shoulder. The sound became a loud humming noise as it got closer and then it zoomed right past with a gust of wind. After ducking down I peeked up to see it was gone, I had started shaking now. Clenching my makeshift spear I was the first to walk past the bush. There were three sparrows a few feet in front of us and the riders were nowhere in sight. “Yo, were you really in the crucible yesterday?” asked a disembodied voice. “Believe me, man. I had those guys tethered with my Shadowshot and we all got the drop on ‘em.” I was certain after hearing that, they were guardians and seeing as how we left the last city I had left to believe they were looking for us. BANG! A loud gunshot went off and I could hear Faneel fall back in fear. It was now or never and I grabbed Faneel’s arm and tried to make a run for it. “Hey!” one of them said, I was solely focused on moving as fast as I could. Then something grabbed my collar and lifted my thin frame into the air. “What are a bunch of kids doing out here huh?” said my captor as he turned me around to face him. They were all dressed in random gold and red patterned plated armor but each dawned a black hooded cape.

“I think they’re little escape artists, Vooldrul,” one of them said to my captor and laughing as he held up Faneel and ruffled his dark red hair. “We were just hunting sirs,” I said putting on the same smile I had given Lillie. That’s right! Lillie and the others were waiting for us to get back to them and now I’ve gone and got us caught. “Marko, Lynx I think we got a couple of fellow hunters guys,” Vooldrul said. They sat us down on the snow-dusted ground and I let out a sigh of relief. Vooldrul had been messing around with my spear and looked back at me with a smug side smile. I gave him a defeated shrug and stood back up fixing my grey scarf. “If you’re doing some real hunting how about I give you this,” Vooldrul said reaching to his side and handing me over his gun. “Are you serious?” I asked realizing guys was no ordinary guardians I thought, they were far cooler. “Of course he is kid, us hunters are brothers in arms” I assumed Marko had said, as he tried to give his own sidearm to Faneel who shook his head at the offer with a nervous laugh. “Shut up! You shot me in the leg for no reason the other day” Vooldrul yelled back. “No reason? You dared me to asshole.”

I started to check out the gun Vooldrul had given me. It was lightweight, the handle was covered with a fancy red fabric and the rest was black and silver colored metal. I wasn’t too familiar with guns and it showed as I held it with my finger on the trigger Vooldrul reached down and moved it away. “Ay, how about we do some old-fashioned hunting? You in...?” Vooldrul asked as he motioned toward their sparrows. “Luca,” I said following them to their bikes. I and Faneel looked at each other and I could tell we were both equally siked as he gave me a grin. We never got times like this, we were forgotten and now I realized why the guardians were looked up to by us normal people.

“Here you’ll need some of these, I guarantee you’ll miss about a hundred times,” said Vooldrul handing me more bullets. We had boarded their sparrows and were about to go farther than I’ve ever gone from the city, I just hoped we’d be back for the others. As we began speeding off from where we were the cold air hit my face hard as I tried looking past Vooldrul’s back. I turned my head to the side and saw that we hadn’t even reached ground level yet we were still on the mountain and I saw more trees than I ever had before. “Do you think you could help our friends in the city!” I yelled trying to be heard over all the sound which surprisingly worked. “Sure thing, I can try!” Vooldrul said with a thumbs up. Finally, things were looking up for us and I was the happiest I’ve ever been in a long time. The mountainside was getting steep and the sparrow moved faster and it was getting harder to breathe. As we went down the mountainside my grip started to loosen and I was short of breath, next thing I could remember was his scream “Luca!” it was actually Faneel who noticed me tumble back down the mountain.

“Please don’t be dead.” said a voice in the darkness. I had a heavy feeling all over my body with an added feeling of freezing cold. “Ah, you’re coming through,” said the voice again, the voice sounded like a someone my age but mature and calm but sounded a bit robotic. Was there an Exo out there I thought. I slowly was able to open my eyes, as I did there was a blue light shining in front of me, scanning me. “You are one sturdy little guy aren’t you?” asked the voice, I saw that it was one of those small floating machines that the guardians carry around. My arms and legs were somehow able to move again and I crawled out of the snow pile I was encased in. “Thank you for helping me,” I said to the floating cube, I wondered if it belonged to one of the guys from before. “Well aren’t you nice, guardian.” the cube said. I looked around then back at the cube, then pointed at myself. “You are the only guardian out here silly, I’m your ghost!” the cube said with a light chuckle. Me, a guardian? There was no way I could be a guardian. I looked up at the mountain and noticed that my fall was far too long for me to still be alive. Maybe it was all that snow, but I would still be a bit bruised up. “It was with my help that you’re back in the world of the living,” said the ghost. Freaky I thought, but I wasn’t going to question it. If I’m a guardian now maybe that means I can help my friends have a better life. “You might wanna hide little guy,” said the ghost moving behind me.

I started to hear a weird noise, like loud clicking and shouting coming from the side of us between the trees. Things had between communicating with one another and I had realized that it was the monsters we were told about. I hid back in the pile of snow I emerged from and grabbed my ghost and pulled her down with me. The voices were getting closer and I began to panic, I started patting all over my body until I found it, the gun. My frantic behavior drew the noise closer and I gripped the gun with both my hands before leaping up from the pile. Before I fired the first shot, I was greeted by a four-armed creature who had his gun ready to fire back. The first threw him off and I released two more shots into him which dropped him cold. There was a laser fired in my direction but it missed and hit the mountainside. This time the creature was directly in front of me so I had to close the gap. Luckily I was small enough and they were a bad enough shot that by the time I got close I was able to fire the gun without missing sustaining to no injuries. “You’re a natural!” the ghost said cheerfully. I looked forward and there was what appeared to be an abandoned town and I was planning on taking my chance with it. “Do you know what those things were er… Ghost?” I asked as I began walking toward the town. “Those were the fallen, they’re scavengers taking from whoever whenever,” she said floating back to my side. “Sounds like me…” I said I can’t remember a day that I didn’t have to take from someone. The days they stopped giving us a chance. “You aren’t anything like those scum,” the ghost said and I couldn’t tell if she was being completely serious or not. “I’m gonna call you… Rose, how’s that?” I said as we grew closer to the town. “That’s new, no one’s ever considered to name me before,” she said. “Names are sacred, they’re something to give meaning to” I said quoting Lillie from the day we met Faneel. I was realizing I miss them more than ever now.

We arrived at the town and it was just as beat down as I imagined, except for a few rooms in some of the buildings. That’s when I was hit with an idea. “Rose, what do you think of this place?” I asked. She flew around inspecting the place a bit then came back. “It looks awful.” That’s wasn’t exactly what I wanted to hear, but she could’ve said worse. “I’m gonna live here now,” I said as we walked out of what appeared to be the remnants of a shop.

After almost a month of working on fixing the place up, I managed to make it work with the help of the wandering fallen I looted. Their tech was all I needed to add a little hospitality to this wreck. “We’ve got company Luca,” Rose said as I was assembling yet another door onto the building. “Let me guess more Fallen, as long as they keep giving more supplies and ammo they’re basically asking for-” I was cut off by the sound of a screaming girl, it was Lillie! “Luca!” She yelled. I ran to her and was embraced by what felt like the best hug of my life. Everyone showed up Roy, the kids, and even Faneel. “How’d you guys find me?” I asked realizing I probably looked worse than usual. I was wearing patchwork gear from the Fallen so I could be better protected and my greasy hair hadn’t stopped growing so I put it back into a ponytail. “We never gave up on you! Faneel remembered where you fell and we just got more and more desperate” Lillie said getting tears in her eyes. I brushed the side of her face and hugged her again. “Um, Luca, now we actually have trouble!” Rose said swooping through the air to show the incoming group Fallen and their shanks. Faneel had turned around and began firing a gun at them when I got a better look at it actually was the gun the guardians had given us. He actually accepted it. I directed them to the building and was proud of myself for making such a great defense. As I ushered them inside I noticed they wore clothing that bore a resemblance to the armor the guardians wore and smiled. Grabbing a few of the fallen weapons I had stored I tossed one to Faneel who took cover behind a pillar and examined the gun. I should’ve known he’d only been practicing with the sidearm. I tossed him a pack of bullets I had saved from Vooldrul and the both of us began to open fire on the Fallen.

Throwing a grenade I managed to take out the majority of shanks but the rest of dregs were sneaking forward. “Luca look!” Rose said directing my attention to Faneel who was about to be attacked from behind by a sly Dreg. Quickly taking out the sidearm I steadily aim and fire hitting the dreg in the shoulder but somehow taking it down with one shot. “Woah.” I saw Faneel say as he turned around to see the dead fallen. It wasn’t long before we started dropping their numbers substantially, I didn’t remember the sidearm having such impact. They tried retreating but before they were able to escape the familiar sound of sparrows came and ended with the entrance of a purple glowing arrow hitting the sitting of the abandoned area taking hold of the last of the Fallen. The hunters were back and they were mowing down the Fallen with professional skill. “Hey, you guys!” I yelled at them as they finished off the enemy. They had taken off their helmets when they saw me and Faneel revealing Vooldrul was a long blonde haired awoken and Marko and Lynx were both gold plated Exo. “Yo! Kid, you aren’t dead. And I thought I told you all bluntly to stay in the city” Vooldrul said talking to me and the rest of the gang who started seeping out of the building. Vooldrul started looking at the building that had become my passion project. “Anyway… You two cool little dudes actually did our job for us. The Fallen were trying to get to secret hideout under this place to jack up on some ether. Who knows what would’ve happened if we never found this place.” Vooldrul explained to us.

“Good work doing guardian level work bro,” Lynx said punching my arm. “Maybe that’s because he is a guardian,” Rose said coming out from behind me. Vooldrul was thoroughly shocked as was everyone else. “You’re a what?” Lillie said coming from the crowd kids behind us. “It’s true...I sorta owe my life to Rose here.” I said pointing up at her as she twirled around. “That’s the coolest shit ever, the Rat King’s a guardian now,” Vooldrul said with a laugh. “Rat King?” I asked. Lillie looked at Vooldrul angrily, “That’s what the guy in market calls you Luca.” That guy was always saying something like that so I wasn’t surprised. “Well I think it sounds sick dude, Rat King has a nice ring to it.”

// The stories are passed from child to child, whispered in the streets and on the playground like any good legend. “Don't ever venture beyond the wall and sight of the Tower,” parents warn, citing these cautionary tales that speak of the boy's many deaths. Exposure. Hunger. Sickness. Cutthroats. Living Nightmares. And on. And on. The children, however, have their own truths. To them, the boy never died. They call him the Rat King. The children believe he leads the forgotten among them out of the City on grand adventures. They say he and his misfit army saved the world. But children say many things, and the Vanguard maintains their official stance: there is no Rat King and his army never existed. That's what the elders believe. I choose to believe otherwise //

#destiny 2 #Rat Kings Crew #Rat King Exotic #fanfic #destiny #Guardian #Ghost #Hunter #Exotic weapon #Lore #my writing

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survivormontenegro · 5 years ago

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Episode 6: "Hmmm #conspiracy" - Ian

SIKE I LIVED AHAHAHHAA. WE CRUSHED BLUDVA. Bludva who???????

WOOOOOO WE WON!!! I WAS ACTUALLY GOOD AT SOMETHING. That being said if Tom, Evan, Jules or JJ goes home I will start a fire in your bathroom. Not really because I’m too scared to use matches but I will be very UPSET.

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That was probably one of the most unsettling rounds I have ever played. So like before I slept last night, JJ and I went on call and he spilled his guts to me. Literally offered me a lot of things saying he will be loyal to us four and all. I didn’t want to have that conversation but I had to in order to see if I can get anything from JJ.

Unfortunately even tho he was telling me how Evan, Jules and Tom betrayed him I got nothing new from him. Like he was not telling information that would earn my favor like info on his other tribe mates. So I told him I will consider his offer and I slept woo

Flash forward to the morning I wake up and us 4 Budva baes we’re debating the merits of keeping Evan or JJ. Jason and Julia were entertaining the idea of keeping JJ and voting out Evan because he has some connections to the other og Durmitor and Ali and I were pushing to keep the target on JJ. Me and Ali discussed this earlier and we know that JJ was gonna try do whatever it takes to stay. We both agreed that by keeping JJ that would screw over Tom and Jules who were the ones willing to flip for us. And so Ali finally brought that up and I think that convinced Jason and Julia to stick with the JJ vote. Jason also learned from Jules that JJ is very well connected with the other og Durmitor so that pretty much sold it.

Like minutes before tribal JJ made a chat with him and us 4 Budva minus the hosts oof! He pleaded his case and I AM NOT COMFROTABLE WE THOSE KIND OF THINGS!! So I ignored those messages and just endured and then JJ was voted out and he got into a small argument with Julia and Jules.

Right now, the plan if we go to tribal again is to get rid of Evan because he’s a SNAKE!!

i can't remember when i last confessed but stuff has happened so... whew.

okay so! first things first, JJ is gone. which it was his time and byebye. I think Evan is likely next, he just alienated EVERYONE, including JJ who he leaked stuff too, who voted for him so rest in peace.

also emathia, can't keep secrets Ali truly jumped out on call with Jules yesterday. I truly told her everything. ALSO CRAP I JUST MISSED MY STEP FOR THE CHALLENGE GRR. but yup, she knows about the idol, that I trust Benj and that I hosted Mo for his first season (all the stuff I hadn't originally told her). I am committed to going as far as possible with her, we are WINNING!

in other news, i now know tom is sus about working with me. WHICH AHH NERVY. i really want him to trust me, and will do my best to show that trust is worth it.

in other... other news... I have thoughts about the other four I haven't played with yet. I assume Benj is who flipped and I'm proud of him for doing what he needs to do. Of the four I haven't met, we have:

Caeleb, aka Tom's cousin. IM CONVINCED. IM 100% CONVINCED THEY ARE RELATED. Tom can deny it ALL HE WANTS, but I am onto the ancestry.com (lowkey they aren't related but its super funny to me ankslfda)

Jones, aka... a queen? Jones seems SO NICE, LIKE SO SO NICE. I really wanna meet her and play with her, I hope she wins! She has come 4th and 6th... like she is a threat and someone to defo keep an eye on.

Mo! I love him!! I don't think he likes me, but if he does I'd love love LOVE to work with him! bang voyage woo we love him

Alex C... makes me the most nervous. Jules says he runs stuff and Julia has bad history with him! I feel like he is gonna be someone who by game dynamics I'm unable to work with, even though I'd like to! we will see on that one... hold that thought!

anyway, the dream is a F4 of me, Jules, Benj & Tom, Julia can go 5th for working with Jason/Ian too much, and then maybe like Mo/Jones in 6-7 because they seem iconic and would just love 'em to go far! idk this is mess aklsdfaf

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Hmm what are the odds that this challenge is an individual immunity challenge disguised as a tribe immunity challenge. Hmmm #conspiracy

Anyways, the plan is if we lose immunity we get rid of the snake in the grass which Evan. He can continue wearing his frog onesie but that doesn’t change the fact that you are a snake!! I just learned that Evan is telling Jules that me and Jason need to be broken up.

I love how these people like assumed me/Jason and Ali/Julia are pairs. Like ok that’s what y’all think then we will work with it. My only real worry is that if we do get rid of Evan there is no more cushion for us in this tribe. Like Tom and Jules are numbers for us rn (and I AM LOVING THEM RN) and if we don’t swap/merge after this round and there is still another immunity and we lose it then whew that’s gonna be a big dilemma. So yeah that’s the only thing holding me back from throwing this challenge hehehe

im on call with tom, i want him to win and i am planting the seeds and WILL see them harvest.

this game's F3 better be Jules, Tom & Benj. I WILL ACCEPT NO OTHER OUTCOME.

So with this challenge, I honestly didn't put alot of effort into it but neither did anyone in my alliance really. We kinda wanted to lose because we can get rid of another durmitor person and keep the other budvas safe from the uglies on the other tribe. With merge coming, I know who my targets are. MO AND ALEX. Bye you have both seen me play and frankly i dont have any respect for either of you. I'm gonna make it my dying wish to see you both fail. Also last night Jules and I lied to evan and said we were cousins to see if he would start drama. He didn't and he believed it too and he trusts us now wtf lol. He shouldnt because I want him gone 100%.

If we lose this challenge then hopefully Evan goes. Then after that please let us merge already or we swap and I’m still in a majority position. I cannot lose anyone in this tribe after Evan goes because they’re all potential numbers for me when we merge.

On another note, Jason, tom and I solidified our alliance. Don’t know where we and Jason really gonna go with because we also have OG budva baes but rn I guess this alliance is here to stay I guess? Can’t wait to become the goat for these two!!

why am i paranoid

okay so i am fully missing some brain cells. i was trying to add tom on sc before we recorded this so had to fix the video on him to get the QR code, and then... never turned that off... so enjoy a video of tom with me in the background like a ghostie or a spirit.

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Watching Tom make literal pizza is ASMR.

Okay so I'm watching BB21 and the amount of ad breaks on US shows is INSANE, so I have time to type.

I'm going to... crack next vote if we go to tribal this round. I feel really really good about Tom in this game moving forward, and... refuse to have him go home prejury (which could happen if we go to two tribals in a row).

So I have two plans, both of which are cracked and both of which will solidify my mess self.

1. A 3-2-1 vote. Convince Julia/Jason/Ian to split the votes between Tom and Jules, and then me/Tom/Jules vote for idk... Ian? This would burn bridges like crazy but hopefully merge could help me figure that whole mess out.

2. Give... Tom my idol. Now this would be CRACKED as all crackers. But if we play it off right it'll be fine. Only other complication is that Benj knows about my idol, which he could spread ahh!

but ignoring the crackheadery, the best case scenario is we win immunity and then next round we get Evan out... then we will be fine hdjdjdkd

I change my mind we’re def not merging at F13 Bc Drew Seamus and Asya (to an extent Bc she’s innocent) are definitely gonna wanna milk the dua lipa cave twist until it’s BONE DRY!!!! But ya hopefully we lose and Michael goes home xoxo

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New Friends

Hey guys! Ok so for the sake of this story Dylan is single! I love Britt and there is no hate towards her at all, I just really wanted to write this! This does take place in Miami, Florida so for those of you who don’t know, Wynwood is an area in the art district. Artists paint murals on walls and there’s some good restaurants and shopping and even a club/bar to hang out in. It’s a really cool area! It takes place right after new year’s. This is my first time writing a fic so I hope you guys like it!

Words: 4300+

Warnings: idk…swearing I guess

Your life has never been anything unusual. You’ve always had a routine. You woke up and went about your day like usual, not knowing what today would hold for you. Christmas just passed and you had to go to the mall and return the things that didn’t quite fit you right. Luckily the mall wasn’t too crowded. Walking into the store, you made an effort to just return what you needed to and leave knowing that if you started to look around and shop that you would never leave. You were able to do this successfully at the first two stores, but at the third store, your favorite store, you just couldn’t help yourself. You had just returned a few things and had some money so a mini shopping spree was more than welcomed. You found a cute top and a matching skirt and you even found the cutest accessories to match. About an hour later you were finally finished with your returns and you had even managed some shopping so you decided to grab some lunch at the mall bistro. You walked in and headed to the register to place your order. Trying to stick to your new year’s resolution you decided on a simple salad and threw some chicken in for protein. A few minutes later your order was ready so you grabbed it and headed to a table. You decided on a table outside. It was a quite lunch but you didn’t mind it at all, it was nice. When you finished eating you threw out your trash and grabbed your bags to head home but what you saw next surprised you beyond belief. As you started heading towards the mall exit you saw someone. You recognized him but you couldn’t be sure it was him unless you got a little closer, so that’s exactly what you did. Once you were closer you couldn’t believe who was standing there.

He lives in LA so what was he doing in Miami? And why was he at this mall? What was he doing? You didn’t know any of these answers all you knew was that this man who you were pretty sure you were in love with was standing a few feet from you. You were pretty confident in your ability to stay composed in front of him so you decided you would never get another chance like this and you went up to him to ask for a picture. Trying not to prematurely be a complete fangirl you reminded yourself that he was a person just like you and that he loves his fans, at least that’s what you’ve heard him say in the countless interviews you’ve watched…. but that’s just it… you’ve watched. This is a guy you’ve only seen on TV or on a YouTube video and anyone who knows you is pretty sure it’s turned into a slight obsession but you ignore them. How can you just walk up to him and say hi?! Much less ask him for a picture! You’ve always been jealous of all these fans who run into him at the store but you just can’t do it. You start to turn around and retreat but it’s too late, he’s seen you. He looks at you with that smile and you just melt. He says hi and you freeze. Dylan O’Brien just smiled at you and said hi and if that wasn’t enough he’s still trying to get your attention but you can’t seem to move. What seemed like forever of just being frozen was only one second. When he walked up to you and put his hand on your shoulder you immediately calmed down.

“Are you ok?” he said with a smile and some worry in his eyes.

You were immediately shaken out of your trance. “Huh…oh yea I’m good. I’m sorry.” You returned the smile.

He laughed. “Nothing to apologize for, I’ve actually seen much worse. I’m Dylan.”

“I know.” You said with a giggle. “I’m Y/N.”

He shook your hand and said “Well, it’s nice to meet you Y/N.”

Suddenly much calmer you laughed and asked him for a picture. He was more than happy to take one with you and even stayed talking to you for a little while. He was sweet and down to earth just like you’d hoped. It turns out that he was here on vacation with his family to take a little break before starting to film for the third maze runner and they were gonna be here for another few days. The two of you spoke about a few different things. You were scared to bring it up but you were honestly concerned so you asked him how he’d been after his accident. He told you he’d been doing much better and was spending some time with his friends and family. He actually thanked you for asking. You guys had gotten to know each other a little bit and it was probably the best hour of your life. As much as you’d like to stay and talk to him forever, you knew you couldn’t so you thanked him for the picture, wished him luck and a good vacation and headed off. You were definitely on a high after what just happened to you. You couldn’t believe that you just met your favorite actor and the fact that you were calm enough to have a conversation was even more mind-blowing. You couldn’t wipe the smile off your face and you knew that from that moment forward nothing could ruin your mood. You walked to your car to head home but couldn’t figure out where you parked. After circling the parking lot, you realized you were a little disoriented after meeting Dylan and you had actually parked at the other end of the mall. So, you started walking to the other end, normally this would annoy the crap out of you but not today, not now. You were reaching the end of the mall when you heard a scream. It wasn’t just any scream though…it was more of a screech and you knew the cause. You turned around and saw a group of a few girls running towards you and you knew why. When faced forward again you saw Dylan a little ahead of you and he noticed you too and smiled at you, except this time you saw a little bit of panic in his eyes. You know he loves his fans and is always happy to take pictures but you also know he can be shy and somewhat anxious. The next thing you know the small mob of girls rushed past you and Dylan was immediately met with cameras and questions. Part of you felt you should’ve gone over there but you knew it was a ridiculous thought because he’s used to this and deals with it on a regular basis. So, you just smiled, waved goodbye, and continued walking towards the exit. You’re a few feet from the door and you hear your name. You turned and Dylan was walking towards you.

“Not gonna lie, I feel a little betrayed.”

You looked up and he had a smirk on his face. The same smirk that kills you every time you see it in a video but damn it was so much hotter in person. You were confused though.

“Betrayed?” You asked.

“I thought you’d break up the mob”

“I thought you were used to that?”

“Fans asking for pictures? Yea of course. Crazy mobs? Not so much.”

Now you kinda felt bad but you were also confused. He saw the confusion in your face and started laughing. You realized he was joking and became a little embarrassed and felt your cheeks turn a light shade of pink. He kept talking and started telling you how you’re actually one of the calmest fans he had ever met and that he was really happy to have met you. Now that light shade of pink was bright red. With a burst of confidence, you told him you were really happy to have met him too and the next time he was Miami he should look you up. You were being a little flirty trying not to over play it and it must have worked cause his response was more positive than you would’ve thought. He smiled at you and told you he would.

“I definitely will. But it might be easier if I had your number.”

You gladly gave it to him.

“Maybe I’ll see you again before I head back home.” He said with that sexy smirk of his.

“Maybe you will.” You told him.

With that you said your goodbyes, he winked at you and you went your separate ways.

The next morning your alarm woke you up. You could have sworn that what happened to you yesterday was a dream until your phone buzzed. You thought it was your best friend reminding you about your lunch plans so you wouldn’t forget again, instead it was a random number.

9:45 am

Good morning beautiful :)

You were confused. But then you realized…Dylan had your number but you didn’t have his. Could it be him? Would he really be texting you? You guys only met yesterday and would he really have any interest in you?

9:55 am

Dyl: It’s Dylan btw

Oh, shit you haven’t responded yet.

9:58 am

Y/N: Good morning :)

You couldn’t believe he was actually texting you. Yesterday felt like a dream but it wasn’t. It was very very real. You met Dylan O’ Brien and he asked for your number and now he was texting you. Speaking of which he hasn’t responded and it’s already been a few minutes. What if he changed his mind? What if… Oh well. You weren’t about to sike yourself out of a conversation with Dylan O’ Brien so you put your phone down, get out of bed, and go get ready for your day. You still can’t believe what’s happened to you though. You stand in front of your closet trying to decide what to wear. Finally, you pull something out opting for a cute sundress instead of your usual leggings a t-shirt. Next was shoes. You decide on a pair of converse. You then walk over to your dresser to put some make up on. You decide to attempt a winged eyeliner today hoping for the best. A few minutes later you were pretty proud of yourself and the sharp wings you just drew. Taking a look at yourself in the mirror, you were pretty proud of how you looked today but your pretty sure it has a lot to do with the great mood you’re in. It’s now 11:15 in the morning and you decide to go downstairs and make yourself a cup of coffee before heading out. You grab your phone and see a missed text message.

10:15 am

Dyl: What are you up to today?

Holy shit that was an hour ago! It’s ok, right? Just respond like normal…I mean he can’t expect you to have your phone on you all the time, right? Right?! Ok deep breath.

11:25 am

Y/N: Nothin much. I’m having lunch with a friend later. Hbu?

You really hoped he’d still respond. The last thing you wanted to do was screw this up. You hear your phone buzz. Thank god.

11:30

Hey bitch! Don’t forget about lunch! We’re meeting at Wynwood at 1:30…try not be late this time

It wasn’t Dylan. This time it really was your best friend reminding you about lunch. You really shouldn’t be late again. If you leave at 12:45 you should be fine and have time to park and everything so you have about an hour to chill. *phone buzzes*

11:38 am

Dyl: Sounds fun. My mom found this cool place in the art district that we might go check out.

Could he be talking about Wynwood?

11:40 am

Dyl: I think it’s called Wynwood

Well…now what. You knew you wanted to see him again and he had mentioned seeing you again before he left so maybe this was your chance.

11:43 am

Y/N: No way! That’s where I’m going for lunch! It’s a pretty cool area and the food is pretty good

11:50 am

Dyl: Oh cool! So I guess I will be seeing you again before I leave ;)

11:55 am

Y/N: I guess so ;)

Suddenly you were very happy with your outfit choice for the day. You looked pretty good and considering how he saw you yesterday (leggings and a baggy t-shirt that did nothing for your body) that was a good thing. You decided you should call your best friend and let her in on the recent developments in your life considering that they may cause you to ditch the group at one point or another. Normally you’d never ditch them for a guy but this wasn’t just any guy and she knew it. In fact, after you told her the story she encouraged you to. She couldn’t believe you met him. You’re definitely a bigger fan of his than she is but she was completely jealous. You hung up with her and started heading towards Wynwood. Once you arrived you met up with them and chose a restaurant. You caught up the rest of the girls over lunch. Your conversation was filled with laughs and each one of them mentioned how “Holy shit! Dylan O’ Brien totally likes you!” …yea it was an interesting lunch. You finished eating and you guys just sat there talking shit and hanging out for a while until your phone buzzed. All the girls immediately reached for the phone but you were faster. They all kept asking who was texting you. “Oh my gosh oh my gosh who is it? Is it him?” You looked down and read the text.

2:50 pm

Dyl: So I’ve been walking around Wynwood for a few hours and haven’t run into you yet

You immediately smiled after reading the text and the girls knew it was him. They started asking “I knew it! What’d he say?!” You were reluctant to answer them but you read the text out loud and they all started screaming with huge smiles on their faces.

2:53 pm

Y/N: Maybe you just haven’t been walking around the right areas lol

2:55 pm

Dyl: Clearly…so help me out then.

2:57 pm

Y/N: Well we just finished eating. We’re heading to the walls in a few minutes. Maybe you can try your luck there ;)

3:02 pm

Dyl: Headed that way now

You realized you’d been texting for a full 10 minutes almost so you put the phone down and notice the girls all staring at you with questioning looks wondering what was so interesting that you didn’t look up for 10 minutes. You said nothing, although none of them believed you but they let it go. You paid and headed to the walls. You had always liked walking through the Wynwood Walls because there’s always a new mural and they’re always pretty to look at… they make good pictures too. You and the girls walked around admiring the art and then you hear someone behind you. He cleared his throat to get your attention and all of you turned around to see Dylan standing there staring at you with the sweetest smile you had ever seen.

“So I guess I finally found you.” He said with a giggle.

You laughed and said “I guess so.”

Although you didn’t notice, the two of you were apparently just staring at each other until one of the girls introduced herself. Oh right, you weren’t alone. You finished introducing everyone and then the girls made a not so subtle exit. “Oh I totally forgot! I need to get something else from the restaurant for my mom!” and then another one “Yea and I actually need to head home…uh my dog needs to go out” and it kept going until all five had left. Dylan laughed and although the whole thing was awkward, so did you.

“I thought you were here with your family?” you asked him.

“Yea but they started to wander around. They like art a lot and wanted to see the different murals and take some pictures. I didn’t realize how many there actually were.”

“Oh ok. Yea there’s murals on every wall for I don’t know how many blocks so if they’re taking pictures of them all they might be at it for a while.”

He laughed and you felt a little relief knowing that you could be yourself. He told you that you looked nice today and you patted yourself on the back for your choices this morning. The two of you talked and walked around. You were just getting to know each other a little bit more. As a fan, you knew a little bit about him but you soon realized that there was so much more to him. You asked him questions and he asked you some in return and the two of you were honestly just getting to know one another and how you were as people. Usually you’d be paying attention to the murals but you found yourself unable to focus on anything but this great guy walking next to you. How you ended up walking next to your celebrity crush was a mystery to you but you were beyond ecstatic. An hour passes by and neither of you even noticed. You were still strolling through the streets and although you don’t remember when, at some point he intertwined his fingers with yours. A little while later he got a call from his parents. He had to go. You were sad that your amazingly wonderful afternoon was being cut but you understood.

“That was my mom. I guess they’re done exploring.”

There was silence as the two of you exchanged glances understanding that neither of you wanted the afternoon to end.

“Oh ok. Well I…” you started but you were cut off.

“I’m sorry. I really don’t wanna leave yet but I promised them dinner on the beach.” He said with an apologetic look.

You gave a gentle smile. “It’s ok don’t worry about it. You’re here on vacation with your family, I understand.”

He returned the smile. “I really am sorry.” He said.

After another moment of silence, he looked at you with a soft and caring face. Almost as if he was trying to communicate through looks.

“I’ll call you later?” he asked.

“For sure!” you said.

He gave you a smile, gave your hand (that you didn’t even realize he was still holding) a gentle squeeze and then said bye. You watched him walk away and decided to head to your own car. You got home and just threw yourself on your bed. You’ve just had two amazing afternoons with Dylan and you wouldn’t change them for anything. Your phone starts to ring and you were pretty sure it wasn’t Dylan because he told you he was going to dinner with his family but you got excited anyways. You picked it up and it was your best friend. Oh shit…you forgot about them. You answer the phone and she started bombarding you with questions. How was it? Did he kiss you? Is he nice? What did he say? You tried your best to answer all her questions but you had to laugh at how excited she was. Honestly, she was happy for you and you knew it. The two of you were on the phone for hours but that’s nothing unusual. You started doing what any other person does when they’re on the phone and you started roaming your house. You changed into something more comfortable, a t-shirt and some shorts. You picked up your room a little bit. You actually get a lot done when the two of you talk and its actually kind of funny. When you finally finished talking you hung up, sat on your bed, and pulled your computer out. You were in the middle of binge watching a new show you found and there was only half a season left. You spent the rest of night finishing the show and went to bed.

The next morning you got up and made yourself some coffee. You decided to stay home today and chill. You didn’t have any errands to run and your house pretty clean. You spent the day watching Netflix and relaxing on your couch. The day went by and you didn’t even realize it was night time outside. The entire day passed and he didn’t call. He said he would. Anxiety started to get the better of you and you didn’t know what to do. He leaves tomorrow and he said he’d call. Should you call him? Should you text him? No. It’s a bad idea. It was already late so you tried going to sleep but your mind wouldn’t stop. Why would he even be interested in you? He can have anyone he wants, why would he chose you? Even if he did by some miracle, he’s an actor so he would always be traveling and you’d never see him. Nothing good was coming out of staying up. You always overthink everything and the longer you were awake the more scenarios and reasons you came up with and each one was worse than the last. Eventually you fell asleep. You were woken up by your phone vibrating.

10:13 am

Dyl: Good morning! Sorry I never got a chance to call you. I’ve been running around downtown with my parents. I leave tonight but I really wanted to see you before I left. Do you think we could meet for an early lunch?

You read the text and you immediately felt a flood of relief. You took a deep breath and calmed down. Every thought you had last night was completely wrong and pointless.

10:17 am

Y/N: Don’t worry about it! Yea I’d love to meet up! I hope you guys have been enjoying Miami!

The two of you kept texting and decided on a place and time to meet. You were meeting him at 12:30 and you still needed to shower and flat iron your hair…you needed to hurry. If this was the last time you were gonna see him then you were gonna look good. You were out the door by 12:15 looking very cute if you do say so yourself. You made it to the restaurant by 12:30 and saw him walking in. The two of you sat and just talked for a couple of hours. He told you about the maze runner, without spoiling anything of course. He started telling you about Italy from when filmed American Assassin. He even told you that there were a couple of projects he was waiting to hear back from that he was really excited for. He asked about you and your life and you assured him it wasn’t anything too interesting but he insisted on hearing about it. So, you told him a few stories and how you were starting your own business (because that’s probably the most interesting thing about you) and he was really happy to hear that and started asking questions about it. You don’t really like to boast or brag about yourself but he was honestly interested and made you feel really comfortable. He had to be at the airport by 3:45 so you knew your lunch was ending soon. When 3 o’clock rolled around he insisted on paying the bill and the two of you walked out. He walked you to your car and thanked you for making his vacation that much better. He didn’t want this to be the end but you knew that because of his crazy schedule and travelling that it would never work. He insisted the two of you at least give it a shot but you didn’t want to risk losing him completely so you kept telling him it wouldn’t work. He finally agreed with you but asked to stay in touch. You of course were open to that and the two of you agreed to stay friends and talk once in a while. He looked at you with a soft face and smiled. He glanced down at your lips and you at his but after what you just agreed on you both knew it wasn’t it a good idea. He pulled you in for a hug. You fit together perfectly and he smelled amazing. He kissed your forehead, gave you one last squeeze and started walking away. He turned around and winked at you knowing damn well what he was doing. You laughed and got in your car. Your drive home was bitter sweet. You just left lunch with Dylan O’Brien and who knew when or if you’d see him again but you’d just spent quite a bit of time with him over the last few days. You’d been home for a while already and you glanced over at the clock. 5:38 pm. He’s officially gone. It was fun while it lasted and it was definitely a week you will never forget. You were thankful for your new friend.

If you enjoyed this part, here’s part 2!

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