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[nialls-golf-putt]

I've Tried to Fight Our Energy (Back To You)

He's irritating. He's obnoxiously hot. He can't take a bloody hint.

He's also very determined. Oh, and your brother's bandmate.

OR

the brother's bsf AU that's everyone's guilty pleasure.

c/w : Dom/Sub dynamics if you squint, oral (m&f recieving), LOTS of Dirty Talk, Mild Degradation, a bit of a CMNF kink (on the authors part whoops) and just a very cocky niall, honestly.

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REQUEST: This is super smutty, so up to you of course if you want to do it. Niall (can be any au) is very, very cocky and he always gets what he wants, and y/n is very much not interested. But Niall decides he wants her and he's very persistent and very persuasive, and after a lot of cocky flirting and working her over, he eventually gets her. And when he does, he makes her get on her knees and beg for his cock, and he makes her choke and gag on him. And then he fcks her so good, she goes cock dumb and will do literally anything he tells her. And he's so arrogant and condescending about how she couldn't resist him. :D

A/N: Ty to the lovely anon for this request it is *chefs kiss* Hope you like it <3

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Of course it was him.

Him and his bloody snapback and his barely-there tank tops.

Honestly, he might as well have walked around without a shirt on, for all those 'tank tops' did for him. And fuck, you weren't gonna pretend like you weren't looking, you were only just human, but you hated that he knew you were. And honestly, you'd much rather not, but, it wasn't like you could control yourself.

"Lou's not gonna be home for a bit. He's gone over to Harry's," you said, finally coming down from the stairs, standing a step back from the arched doorway leading to the living room where Niall was currently spread out on the sofa, phone in hand.

He looked up, the oh-so-familiar smirk on his face setting your teeth on edge as always. It was the smirk of someone who knew he was sexy, who knew he was wanted, who knew he'd get whatever he wanted- and you couldn't hate it more.

"I'm aware," he said lightly, his gaze lingering shamelessly on your face before he looked back down at his phone. "Louis said to wait up. So I'm here," he shrugged, as though that explained why he was sitting in your living room in the middle of the day like he belonged there or something.

You stared at him for a few moments as he resolutely continued to stare down at whatever was on his phone.

"What're you doing here anyway?" You finally blurted out, internally wincing a bit at how much ruder it came out than you'd planned but forgetting all about it at his reaction.

He rolled his eyes, slowly setting down his phone beside him, his actions almost lazy and theatrical. He pulled his cap off, brushing his hair back and putting it back on. Who even wore a snapback indoors? It made you want to punch him.

"Now, was there any need for that tone, honestly?" he said, raising an eyebrow with a smug little smile and ugh- "Whatever would Louis say? Besides, I'm not that bad, am I? And I'm not in your way either."

"Well, you are sort of in our living room," You pointed out, leaning against the doorway, arms crossed.

"Yeah, yeah. But it's not like I'm takin' up all of it. You could always come sit with me. Promise I won't complain." he smirked, patting the spot beside him on the sofa.

You rolled your eyes again. "It's really not a 90s rom-com, you know that, right? I'm serious, what are you doing here?"

He continued staring at you with a bit of a pout, his bottom lip sticking out the tiniest bit, but you really weren't going to give in. He sighed, slumping against the back of the couch. "Fine, fine. It's just band shit, sweetheart. Honestly, no need to worry your pretty little head about it, we'll be out of your hair most evenin'."

And it was the condescension in his voice that did it for you. "Must you always talk down to everyone? Honestly, and you expect anyone to give the time of day when you behave like th-"

"Oh, whoa. Darling, slow down. I was just kiddin', alright?" he interrupted, standing up and crossing the living room way too fast in your opinion. You did not want him that close. Close enough to see the trail of chest hair going down the middle of his pecs. To smell- whatever his cologne was. God, for all you couldn't stand him, even you had to admit, he always smelt good.

"-mean it that way. I was just playin' around. C'mon-"

And you just phased back in. Right, of course you'd missed what he was saying. It wasn't due to the proximity, no. You were a bit light headed but you were certain it was the anger. Or just, dehydration. Wasn't that why you'd come down in the first place? To get some water, yeah.

"I'm just gonna-" you said, walking into the kitchen without so much as a second glance to him, not caring if he was stilll talking.

You filled up a glass with some ice, taking a deep breath as you filled it up with water, looking out the window at the backyard.

And of course, Niall followed you into the kitchen. You turned around as soon as you heard his footsteps, an unimpressed look on your face.

"Whatever it is, I don't wanna hear it, alright?" You said, ignoring how his face fell at your sharp tone, almost flinching away. "I just- I'm gonna be upstairs. Try not to need me unless there's a fire or something. You being deficient in attention isn't an emergency."

And as he moved to the side to let you go out the kitchen and back up the stairs, you didn't even look up from your glass. Even so, you didn't miss the look on his face, the way he put as much distance as he could between the two of you. You didn't know what to make of the feeling twisting in your gut at that.

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You really hadn't even heard a peep from them that evening. They'd been out back on the deck, and beyond the faint smell of Louis and Zayn's cigarettes curling in your kitchen, they might as well not have been there.

You'd fallen asleep before any of them could come say goodbye, and the next few days were spent as usual. Louis had a small break and you'd all spent as much time as you could together, bowling, watching stupid tv- the usual.

He'd have to fly out a few days later, and you'd said yes to come say goodbye to him. You usually got on well with all the boys, even Niall usually, despite his incessant flirting and a bit more than a little obnoxiously smug nature- But this time, you weren't looking forward to it.

You tried to convince yourself it was because you didn't want to see Niall again, to not be on the receiving end of any more flirtations. It was definitely not because you'd maybe overreacted a bit the last time. And it definitely wasn't because you felt bad about it.

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It didn't seem like it was as bad as you'd thought, however. Everyone still seemed the same, which was how you told yourself Niall still seemed normal.

Same big smile at you, the over the top expressions and hand gestures as he spoke.

"Be good for me, yeah?" Louis whispered, you and the rest of the girls piled around him in a big hug. Ernie wouldn't let go of his leg, and while everyone was busy convincing him to, Niall somehow found you standing a little off to the side.

"Do I not get a goodbye hug?" He said, holding his arms half open, but the goofy grin on his face told you he was just kidding this time. Maybe. Either way, you couldn't help but laugh softly, shaking your head.

"'M afraid not."

"Alright, yeah, it was worth a try." He said with a sheepish grin, rubbing the back of his neck before pulling his cap off and carding his fingers through his hair in a motion you'd seen him do a million times. You found yourself wondering why he even did that. He just made his hair even messier, and it wasn't like anyone could see them anyway, they were almost always under his hat.

"Probably." You murmured, giving him a small amused shrug.

He'd opened his mouth, assumably for another wisecrack remark, but Liam called out for him, and he twisted his cap again as he walked backwards. "Right, yeah, I should go before Payno bites my head off."

You nodded, waving to him, wondering what even was the right thing to say at the moment.

"See ya around, yeah? Reckon you'll be coming to the O2 show?"

And thank god for this boys big mouth. You nodded, smiling slightly. "Yep, 'm gonna be there."

"Cool," he nodded, staring at you for a bit too long as always before winking at you. And there went the first moment you thought he wasn't always insufferable. "Can't wait."

"Yeah, yeah," You shrugged, rolling your eyes with a soft laugh.

"What? Don't pretend like you don't wanna see me again. I'll be waitin' too," He was far enough that he had to shout a bit, and honestly, he was being so blatant about it. You could feel your sisters' curious stares on you and you knew that if Louis heard even Niall's little flirty comments there'd be hell to pay for both of you.

"Keep telling yourself that, Horan," You called back, biting the inside of your cheek as you shook your head.

"You keep telling yourself otherwise, babe," He said, winking at you one last time before disappearing inside the gates, leaving you sputtering in a mix of indignation and being flustered. Judging by the looks on your siblings' faces, the ride home was going to be a loooong one.

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It was a few weeks later, and the boys were back in the UK for the next leg of their tour. Your sisters had planned to surprise Louis at the O2 show (well, he must've known you'd all be there to support him but he did a good job pretending otherwise).

You'd ended up driving there in one big car, all of you, and booked the rooms in the same hotel as they were at. Made for some wild Mario Kart nights.

You thought all the boys must be out on some publicity thing or a rehearsal when you'd all checked in, but as your bloody luck would have it, Niall had shown up in the elevator when you'd all been waiting in the reception area for everything to be sorted.

And of course, the idiot had given you the biggest, most dramatic wink. And of course, your sisters saw again. You really were going to murder him.

He'd disappeared before you could give him a filthy stare back, because, of course, that's what he did. They'd been unbearable for a while, insisting you spill the beans, and that they'd keep it from Louis, when of course, there was nothing to. Not that anyone believed you.

You'd all ended up going out shopping that day, and it was soon dropped. Everyone was too busy picking out what to wear at the show that night, and you were too. For the most part. The only reason you were thinking back, was because you wanted to punch that stupid little grin right off his face, no matter how cute it looked.

Not that it was cute- Oh, who were you kidding. Of course he was. And he bloody well knew it but, ugh, you wished you weren't thinking about this right now,

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The concert had been just as amazing as you'd have hoped.

You were so proud of Louis.

You'd all been rushed backstage just before they went on, and Louis had let out the cutest sound which he had insisted was not a squeal but a 'manly yelp of happiness', and that the tears on Lottie's shirt were just sweat. You let him have it. Just today.

"Knew you couldn't resist me for long-" You heard from behind you and grit your jaw, turning with the full intention to give him a piece of your mind but he had his hands up in a gesture of surrender.

"Whoa, sweetheart, I'm just kiddin'. Don't punch me. Atleast not before I go on stage-"

And of course he had to wink after that.

"What do-"

"-I want, yeah yeah," Niall interrupted, filling in before you could ask. "Nothin', actually. Just wanted to say it's nice to see you here. Be nice to know you're in the crowd."

For once, it seemed like he actually meant it.

You didn't really have much time to talk further before all the boys were ushered off for their final mic checks, and you even gave Niall a wave back as you guys left for your seats. You didn't quite know what you were thinking, honestly.

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They had one more show that night, and you'd hoped you'd maybe get to spend some time with them today- With Louis, you meant. But they had a radio thing to do, which, as much as you hated, but, of course.

Louis'd made y'all promise, though. One night, dinner at this low-key place, all the Tomlinsons, plus the boys, and even though it was unsaid, you knew you guys would eventually end up at a club somewhere. Or at least a pub. With Louis, it was a certainty.

Niall had been conspicuously missing from breakfast that morning, but you shut down that line of thought before you could even start down it.

You'd been lounging around in the hotel room, your laptop open. You were supposed to be studying, but it was kind of hard to focus. Especially when the view from the balcony was so amazing.

One of your sisters came to your door just then, pulling you along as you guys took some photos for your instagram pages in one of their rooms, and you had no hesitation whatsoever at leaving the laptop abandoned.

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You'd not taken that long. Or at least that's what you thought. Because it was clearly enough time.

The door had been locked. You'd had to use your keycard, as always.

Inside, though, on all the messy sheets with your laptop still lying open on it was one single white rose, a Dior ribbon on it. There was a card lying under it, and you didn't even have to open it to know who it was from.

But for once, the weird feeling in your chest wasn't the usual irritation. Had he been in your room, though, you found yourself thinking as you reached for the card.

Don't ask me why. X. Niall

And what in the name of god was this supposed to mean? Who gave out white roses just for the fucking sake of it?! This was so fucking typically stupid and try-too-hard-to-be-mysterious of him.

And a little sweet. Just a tiny bit.

You'd just been messing about, turning the card in your hands when you saw there was a small cramped line of text on the back too.

A dress would be too much. Plus u like ur jeans too much. Wear it tonight pls? closet.

What was he on about?

He really was taking this whole thing a bit too much to heart.

But even as you thought that, you found yourself walking to the small hotel closet.

And of course, there it was. A small white box, a thin ribbon tied around it. You opened it up, pushing the soft tissue aside and holding up what was inside.

And oh.

You had to give it to him. He had taste.

It was a cropped top. White, lacy. It wasn't much more than a scrap of fabric, you'd probably have to forego a bra with it, but it really didn't look trashy. And with the right pair of high-waisted jeans, you could get away with wearing it to both the restaurant and the club/pub/whatever place with alcohol you eventually ended up at.

You weren't actually thinking of it- Oh, fuck it. You were. Besides, it was too pretty to let it go to waste at the back of your closet back home. It was too gorgeous to not wear.

But you couldn't help but overthink about it all, but he had sent it to you. And he did ask nicely, that was something. And you really really did want to wear it-

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Yeah, so...

You weren't sure if it was a bad decision or a great decision, wearing the top.

Your sisters had loved it, absolutely gushed about how pretty the ribbons were and you'd very conveniently pretended to forget when they asked where you got it from. Telling them Niall sent it would've been just disastrous. It wasn't like that, anyway.

But his reaction, oh jesus.

He'd been holding a glass of water, chatting with Zayn, all the other boys already sat on one of the tables, and you'd actually seen his eyes widen as they landed on you. You didn't know people actually did that.

Maybe he hadn't expected you to actually wear it. That gave you an odd sense of satisfaction. At least you'd won on that front.

You could feel his eyes on you all the way to the table, and you weren't quite sure why- but something in his gaze actually made your breath catch a bit. No, no. Fuck, no. Nope.

You calmed yourself the best you could, sitting down after everyone, and of course, the only seat left was next to Niall. At this moment you sort of wanted to wield that power over him, you really didn't mind.

"Jesus Christ, darlin', I didn't think you'd actually wear it," He mumbled as soon as everyone was settled the conversation picking up enough for him to be able to speak without being overheard.

"It's pretty. Wouldn't wanna waste it." You shrugged, trying to be as light as you could, but something in the way he was looking at you was making you shift a little more in your seat than usual. And you didn't mind the stupid little nicknames, either, for now.

"Oh, is that the only reason, then, princess?"

Of course he was back to being his cocky self. You would have rolled your eyes. Said something sharp back.

But oh, the way he said it. Something made you pause, heart rate picking up, and you could feel the burning in your cheeks- fucking body, betraying yourself.

"Thought so." He said, a small, smug smile on his face. "It's real pretty on you. Or, rather- You're gorgeous in it."

You stared at him, cheeks still burning, eyes flickering all over his face as you exhaled shakily.

"What? No quip? No 'none of your business, Horan'? C'mon, babe, where's the fun in-"

"Will you just shut up." There was no malice in your tone, though. You couldn't bring any if your life depended on it. More than anything, you knew it sounded like you were begging.

"Beg prettier, darlin'." He said, biting at the inside of his cheek amusedly.

"I'm not-"

"You're not begging, yeah yeah," He smirked, rolling his eyes. "Yet."

And oh, how that one word sent shivers through you.

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He'd let you get off at your own floor, but you'd barely made it to the door of your room before he was back, taking your hand firmly and all but pulling you into the elevator.

It had been hell. The whole night. The constant looks. The constant teasing. The flirting. You didn't know what changed, but something had shifted. And... It really wasn't as bad as you'd thought.

You knew there was a camera in the lift, it was conspicuous. But as soon as the gates had closed he was crowding into you and his hands were on your hips, and you simply let him back you into a corner, head tilted back, throat almost dry as you looked up at him, pupils blown.

Oh this was long, long overdue.

His lips were on yours, and they were demanding. They were biting and pushing and tugging and somewhere far away, you knew his hands were slipping around your waist; you could feel the warmth, the roughness of his calluses.

The next thing you knew, his tongue was pushing against your lips, not swiping, not gentle. He needed it. Demanded it. And you were happy to comply.

You could still taste the wine on him, faintly, his tongue sliding against yours, and you knew you were whimpering against him. For once, you wished more than anything you'd worn a dress, that you could lift your leg up and-

The door dinged softly, the lift stopping and before you could even process, Niall was in action, hands still wrapped around you, all but dragging you along to his room, hands smoothly pushing the card in.

"Pretty girl," He murmured as soon as you were in the room, his thumbs smoothing over your waist as he pulled you into him, his lips finding yours again, and you were whimpering in earnest now, his hands leaving behind stripes of warmth.

"My pretty, pretty girl-" He mumbled between kisses, his fingers deftly pulling at the ribbons of your top, swiping along your shoulder as it fell off. You let him push it down, your breasts spilling free, and he groaned as he saw that you hadn't been wearing a bra all night.

His thumbs immediately reached to tweak one of your nipples, his mouth closing over the other one. "Naughty, naughty little slut," He mumbled, gently biting and pulling at one of your hardening peaks before pulling off and blowing on them.

You whined softly, fingers threading in his hair as you tried to push him back down, needing the soft sensations, the smoothness of his tongue, the warmth on your skin.

But he shook his head, an amused little smirk on his face as he pulled the zip on your top down, letting it fall to the ground.

"C'mere," He said, hands running up and down your sides, leading you to the bed, sitting down on it and spreading his legs, letting you stand between them.

"On your knees, princess, what're you waiting for?"

You stared down at him dumbly for a few moments, feeling too drunk on his touch before it registered, and you sank down into the plush hotel carpet.

He tutted softly, cupping your jaw, his hand sliding to your hair and tugging softly.

"Off, sweetheart. All of it."

And it registered, you were still in your jeans. You stood up, a little clumsy and uncoordinated, fumbling with the denim, letting it stay in a pile on the ground before tugging your panties down.

Niall's eyes were on you every moment. You'd fully expected him to be undressing too, but he didn't seem to be in any hurry. You watched his eyes run along your hipbones, tongue darting out to wet his lips when he saw the string of your arousal snap between your underwear and you.

You knelt back down, a little confused as to why he hadn't undressed yet and, oh-

"Beg for it, princess."

You stared back at him for a few moments, a few shreds of your self respect still holding you back. This was Niall, for god's sake. Why were you naked and kneeling in front of him, let alone actually considering begging for his cock.

"I've got all night, you were the one in a hurry," Niall reminded, pulling you out of your reverie, leaning back on his hands on the bed. "You know you want it, sweetheart."

You could see his erection bulging in his pants, and you unconsciously clenched your thighs together at the thought, your clit sending a delicious jolt through you.

"Please-" You managed to breathe out, voice a bit hoarse.

"Come on, babe. You can do wayyy better than that," Niall smirked, and you would've punched it off his face. Except that you really were desperate for him.

"Niall, please. Please."

"Please what, sweetheart?" He smirked, clearly enjoying this, fingers threading through your hair and tilting your head back to look at him.

"Please, I- Your cock." You mumbled.

"Nuh uh. Couldn't hear that. Speak clearly, princess. Use your words. Spell it out."

"Wanna- I wanna suck your cock," You mumbled, voice trailing off at the end.

"It's not about what you want," Niall said, jerking his hand in your hair, tugging it sharply. "I said beg."

And the whimper you let out at that was pathetic. "Please- Niall. I- I'm beggin'. I need to taste your cock."

"Yeah, sweetheart? That so? Wanna choke on it, do you? Want me to use your pretty little mouth?"

You nodded.

"Words." He reminded.

"I-" You swallowed thickly, the ache between your legs way more important than what your brain said. "Please, I want to taste you, Niall, please. I want to feel you in my mouth. Need to choke on it-"

"Good girl," He groaned, spreading his legs a bit wider, tilting his head in slight permission.

Your hands were eager, fumbling with the button of his jeans, shaking slightly as you pulled the zipper down, the sharp snick the only sound in the room other than both your heavy breaths.

You licked your lips almost reflexively, pulling down his boxers just enough to free him. The clothes were obviously staying on and- It was kind of delicious, in a filthy way, kneeling here, naked, in front of a fully dressed him.

"Ask for it nicely, princess," He said, giving himself a few lazy strokes before letting his dick just rest there on your face. The weight felt heavenly, the warmth of his skin against yours and-

"Please, please let me suck your cock, Niall."

He moaned softly, nodding as he grasped himself, leaving trails of precum on your cheeks and nose before he pulled back.

You slowly wrapped your fingers around him, almost reverent as you pumped your fingers down. You could see his foreskin pulling back, the precum beading at his tip, and you didn't even think before leaning in and licking it off, letting the salty bitterness coat your tongue.

You could hear his soft groans, but it felt like he was miles away. His hand was still cupping the back of your head, but it was a reassuring presence more than anything.

All that mattered in that moment was his cock in front of you, an angry red at the tip, the heat emanating from him- You couldn't wait, hollowing your cheeks as you took him in halfway, pausing as he hit the back of your throat, pulling back off.

You took a deep breath, glancing up at him as you pumped his now slick length a few times, leaning in to suckle on just his tip, letting your tongue dart along his slit, eagerly lapping up any drops.

"Fuck, sweetheart," Niall groaned, his grip tightening in your hair.

That was all the encouragement you needed to duck down further, ignoring the burn in your throat, the discomfort as you relaxed your throat. You had the hand not wrapped around him, pressing into your thumb into your palm hard, trying not to gag.

You paused, taking a few shallow breaths to adjust, your nose almost brushing against his pubes.

"You're doing so- fuck- good, princess. Keep going," Niall hummed, his hips giving the smallest of thrusts upwards.

You slowly pulled back, before picking up a rhythm. Your other hand was braced on his thigh now, the denim of it grounding you.

None of it made sense. You were choking, it was wildly uncomfortable- you could barely breathe, and you were sure tears were streaming down your face. By all logic, you should've hated this. It was Niall, for fuck's sake, but in the moment, this was where you needed to be.

You looked up at him, meeting his eyes, the message in them clear for him.

use me.

"You sure?" Niall asked, and you blinked once slowly.

"Fuck me, look at you," He groaned. "All snappy and shit, one good taste of my cock and you're begging me to use your throat," He said, punctuating each time he paused with a thrust upwards.

You couldn't help but whimper at his words, and gag at the way he was thrusting into your mouth. Your nails were digging into his thigh, but it just seemed to egg him on further,

"Pretty little throat- There for me to use- Fuck, you feel so good princess. Should've given in long ago-" He said, panting as he fucked your throat.

And you could feel the tears streaming down your face, and you loved it. Loved how filthy you felt, how used. None of it made sense, and you didn't want it to.

He tightened his grip on your hair, bringing you all the way down and holding you there. His pubes were tickling your nose, you could barely breath, your throat burned, but oh-

You dragged your fingers through your slit, gathering your juices before shoving two unceremoniously into yourself, moaning around him as you hooked them forward, your own palm brushing against your clit.

"You touchin' yourself for me, sweetheart?" He asked, voice hoarse as he looked down at you, letting you lift your head just enough to breath before bringing you all the way down.

"Fuck, jesus. Turned yourself on sucking on my cock like a pretty lil' whore so much that you had to fuck your own fingers, hm?" he moaned softly. "Touch that pretty little cunt for me, then, princess. You deserve it, bein' such a good little cocksucker for me-"

And fucking hell, you knew he had a filthy mouth but this was beyond your filthiest dreams. You kept grinding against your palm, clit dragging along your skin as you pressed against your g spot. His hips sped up, thrusting shallower now, giving your already sore throat a bit of a rest.

You hollowed your cheeks again, looking up at him before humming softly.

"Oh jesus, princess don't do that I'm gonna-"

He barely even made it through that whole sentence before you felt his hips stutter, warm streams of his cum hitting the back of your throat, making you gag further. You didn't pull off, instead watching the beautiful expressions on his face, his eyes scrunched up, mouth hanging open in ecstasy- intently waiting till he gave one shallow thrust of his hips.

You pulled off then, tilting your head back and opening your mouth for just a second before swallowing. Just enough time for him to see his release pooling your mouth, and it had just the reaction you'd anticipated.

"Such an eager little slut," He murmured, his voice low and hoarse, his thumb pressing into your bottom lip as he held your chin. "Didn't even have to ask you to swallow, did I? If you'd just stopped pretending to hate me so much I coulda-" He broke off, giving you a small amused smirk.

"Your fingers still in your pretty little pussy, princess?"

You licked the final remnants of his cum off your lips, nodding slightly.

"Out."

You almost pouted, but it was almost like your fingers had a mind of their own, listening to his instructions. You whimpered softly at the sudden emptiness. Before you could place your hand back on your thigh, he caught your wrist, bringing it up to his mouth instead.

You gasped softly, way too gone to even form sentences as he wrapped his lips around your fingers, licking your essence off them in a way that reminded you of what you'd just been doing a few moments ago. It looked like the world's most dirty poetry in motion.

"You're starin', princess," He mumbled amusedly around your fingers, smirking as he pulled off. "It's very cute."

"I'm not-" You started, your voice hoarse.

"Don't even try and deny it," He chuckled smugly. "'S alright, it was long overdue, yknow. I knew you'd come around eventually. 'S why I waited," He broke off, exhaling deeply. "Anyway, all that aside. Up on the bed, sweetheart. Unless you're too comfy down there between my legs." He added with a teasing smirk.

You sort of hated yourself for how easily you obeyed, but you'd stopped fighting it as much. It felt pointless, he had too much power over you, and the main thing was, you wanted him to.

He shifted slightly to let you clamber on, waiting till you were sitting all the way up with your back to the headboard before he got off, slowly unbuttoning his shirt and pulling his jeans and boxers all the way off.

The absolute fucker was making a show out of it. He knew you were watching, and he was playing it up for you. You knew your cheeks were burning, but you couldn't help it.

You thought he'd get on the bed but he turned to one of the suitcases lying messily open in the corner of the room instead, going through it as he looked for something.

You couldn't help but stare at the curve of his back, wanting to run your fingers over his spine, the back of his neck, his ass and-

He stood up, a small foil square in his hand, an amused grin lazily spreading over his face when he noticed you staring. "It really is doing wonders for my ego, yknow, all this staring. I don't really mind,"

You blushed a bit more, mumbling something under your breath which you both knew was an excuse.

He slowly climbed onto the bed, but he'd tossed the condom off to the side for now, instead placing a hand on each of your knees, slowly spreading them.

You whimpered reflexively, biting your lip.

He didn't mention it, just chuckling with an extremely infuriating smirk on his face. The whole effect was offset by the way he was looking at you, though. And the fact that he was between your legs.

"You're absolutely drippin', princess," He teased, index finger swiping up your puffy lips. "All from sucking my dick, huh. Who would've thought you'd be such a pretty little slut for me?"

He leaned down, pressing soft, fluttering kisses along both your thighs, then at the top of your mound. His tongue darted out, drawing tight little circles on your clit and you didn't care that you were in a hotel with your brother and his other bandmates' rooms on the same floor. You moaned his name loudly, back arching, fingers tangling in his hair and pulling.

Your thighs tightened around him as he latched onto your clit, suckling with a pressure that sent your eyes rolling back, and he kept his eyes on your face the whole time. You genuinely felt light headed.

"Come on, baby," He mumbled against you, sending vibrations coursing through your body, his tongue dipping inside you now, licking along your walls, curling up into the perfect spot. His fingers were now on your clit, drawing quick little patterns, rubbing it in tandem with his tongue, and after all that teasing, you stood no chance.

"Niall I'm-"

"Give it to me," He all but growled against you and those vibrations were what sent you over the edge. You were sure you were crushing his head between your thighs, but his eyes still had the same look of pure lust. Everything tingled, from your toes to the tips of your fingers, and the waves seemed never ending.

You were out of breath by the time he finally pulled away, wiping his chin with his fingers, wasting no time in moving up and covering your body with his again, his lips finding yours.

The kiss was just like before, demanding, urgent- you could taste yourself on him, and it was hotter than it had any right to be.

His hands were all over you, tracing the planes of your shoulders, down your arms, threading his fingers through yours and bringing your hands up and pinning them by your head.

He looked down at you with an almost unreadable look, but you were way too distracted by his erection poking your thigh again. You shifted slightly, widening the space between your legs, letting him settle fully between them. His dick ended up brushing against your core again, and the soft gasp/moan combo that he let out might've been the hottest sound you'd heard from him.

"Someone's eager for my cock," He murmured, his lips brushing yours but not properly touching. "Y'know what to do, sweetheart."

You groaned, not wanting to beg again, instead wrapping your legs around his waist, making sure he was pressing up against you and could feel just how wet you were.

This time, however, it didn't work. He just tutted, sitting back on his heels as he unwrapped your legs from around him.

"You know you want it, baby, don't make me ask again," He said, raising an eyebrow as he reached for the condom, ripping it open and rolling it on lazily. He gave you a small look as he saw the obstinant expression on your face, that clearly said 'lets not make this harder for both of us'.

And honestly, a part of you- a bigger part than you were ready to admit just yet- wanted to, too.

"Fuck me, Niall. Please," You said softly, spreading your legs a bit more to let him get a full view of your pussy.

"Beg prettier, princess."

You pouted a bit, hips squirming as you looked up at him. "Please, baby. I need it. Need to feel you fillin' me up, Ni. Please."

He gave you a small amused look, leaning down to press a quick, rough kiss to your lips before he got one of the pillows from the bed, tapping your hip before sliding it under you.

You watched him, toes curled in anticipation as he placed one knee on the other side of your thigh, shifting you slightly so that you were lined up with him.

"Ready, princess?" He asked softly, waiting until your nod before rubbing the tip along your slit, coating himself in your wetness before slowly pushing in.

His hands were on your hips, fingers digging in. The stretch was perfect, and you moaned softly each time he moved forward. When he bottomed out and gave a small experimental grind of his hips, you let out a surprised moan. His pelvis was rubbing against your clit with each movement and you were eager for more.

"Move, please, Ni," You whimpered.

He hooked his hand under one of your knees, bringing it up slightly so it was bent before he started circling his hips. He went a bit too slow for your liking, even though you hadn't fully adjusted to how thick he was. He didn't listen to any of your begging, not this time- and the little considerate act should not have been so sexy to you, but it was.

He finally started moving in earnest, hooking his hips up every so often, pushing against your G spot in a way that had your hands bunching in the sheets, moaning his name out.

"Come on, princess, come for me," Niall mumbled, his fingers finding your clit and rubbing now. His voice was strained, and it was clear he was holding back.

"H-harder," You managed to gasp out.

Niall complied instantly, his hips pounding into yours, your eyes rolling back as you whimpered, clenching down on him.

"Just like that, c'mon baby, let go for me," He mumbled, pressing down on your lower stomach with his palm, hooking his hips up hard and you moaned incoherently, hips moving up to meet his as you rode out the waves of pleasure.

The look on his face as he came, the soft pants as he caught himself above you, pressing kisses along the side of your neck- You couldn't coherently remember any of it, and none of it made sense to you, but you'd never felt better in your life.

You were vaguely aware of whining when he pulled out, the sudden emptiness jarring, but he was back in bed in a minute, wiping you down with a warm flannel before cuddling up from behind you and oh- you hadn't taken him for a cuddler, but you weren't complaining.

"Princess, you still there with me?" He mumbled amusedly, tracing patterns along your sides.

You nodded slightly, not quite feeling up to answering.

"I'm gonna take that as a no," He said, and you could hear the grin in his voice.

You whined softly in protest, and he just chuckled, turning you to face him instead, hooking your leg over his waist. "'S alright, baby, you can accept it." He teased, kissing your lips softly. "No shame in going cock dumb every once in a while. It's a good look on you."

"Heyyy," you protested weakly, voice still deliciously sore from how roughly he'd treated you earlier.

"See, that's a total yes to being cock dumb,"

"Is not."

"So you're coherent?"

"Mhm."

"Cause that's how coherent people speak," He teased, raising an eyebrow as he carded your hair off your forehead.

"So am, fuck you,"

"Again? Princess, I don't reckon you can go again without me completely breaking you," He grinned mischievously.

"So can."

"Can not."

"Wanna try?"

"Oh fuck yeah,"

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A/N: Not a clue how it ended up this long, but he's an absolute delicious bastard to write for so, here yall are. Reblogs and comments always appreciated <3

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[good-beanswrites]

Eheheh! The anon who sent the ask on the Lights, Camera, Sing Your Sins here! Happy to hear you like the silly thought I made up, bonus on making a small drabble on it! So happy! >w<

So I guess when Mikoto's condition is revealed during his first interrogation, everyone's like "Ooooooh that's why..." over it. And uuuuuuh, does Kotoko feel bad for bashing Mikoto back then? I think it's not scripted according to that post you made back then, but no hard feelings between them, right? And I guess Shidou wouldn't be happy that the prisoners are getting into actual fights ;;

I really did! :D Thank you so much for reaching out, I love hearing people’s thoughts and ideas!!

I'm always very committed to keeping any canon hatred accurate -- I won't sugar-coat a relationship that has been stated to be terrible. However. This is not canon, and I am employing every fix-it in my arsenal >:3 So yes, there are absolutely no hard feelings between them and after every trial they hang out and make up!!

It pains me that all the violence in Mikoto’s interrogation has to be real, but yeah, neither of them pull any punches. Of course Red doesn’t want to hurt Es, but I picture all the prisoners really driven by the desire to tell their stories. Unlike in canon, the au characters are very aware that they’re going to represent a larger social issue/group of people. So when Mikoto is instructed to really sell it, he does it for the sake of accurate experiment results for others like him – and clings to the trust that Es signed up for this. 

And Kotoko’s interference is such a core part of her character: she’s observant, she’s clever, she’s used to and skilled at breaking rules, and she’s such a protector, even to the person who’s holding her imprisoned. It felt unfair to take that away from her by making it something Milgram scripted, so her reaction had to be real and just as violent ;-;

Okay so you know when you’re playing a game with friends/family and you feel very real anger at them for their decisions/actions? Then after it ends you can cool off and acknowledge it was just a game and there’s no hard feelings at all – but you can still clearly remember what made you upset and know it was valid? That’s what I'm picturing when the prisoners write their t2 plans. Kotoko’s anger towards the guilty prisoners is genuine by the end of the first trial. She’s very hurt that Mikoto wouldn’t tell them the truth about himself, after all the secrets they’d collectively shared. She’s disgusted by the others’ actions. She’s not actually planning on beating them up, but she recognizes she kinda wants to lol. Amane does hate Shidou. Yuno is tired of everyone. 

But a few days after the first trial ends, they start interacting in a setting that isn’t immersive anymore. They’re able to relax and talk through everything with clear minds. Kotoko apologizes profusely for hurting Mikoto during the interrogation, admitting that she’s not entitled to anyone else’s secrets. Amane apologizes to Shidou. She may not be as friendly to him as he was hoping, but she tells him that she understands they live under different codes and she shouldn’t hold hatred in her heart. Yuno gets a bit of time to refresh herself while they’re debriefing and collaborating with the writing team. She’s excited to be around the others by the time filming starts up again. Anyone who has anger towards Es lets it soften, feeling bad that they’re allowed to get a fun break while Es must remain asleep.

And I think Red and Kotoko would actually get really close in the au, despite their rocky start! They have very similar ideas on protecting the people they care about and being disgusted by those who abuse their power. Koto-koto duo is real!! 😤I can’t say for sure because so much could change in t3, but I’m hoping to write the two of them bonding over being labeled “the scary violent one” and slammed with a guilty vote next time ;-; 

If anything, Blue is more upset that she attacked Red than he is himself. (“That was our interrogation, what was she even doing there?”) And like you said, Shidou doesn’t want anyone to get hurt for real, so he pleads with them to keep their violence as staged as possible, going forward. He’s also extremely upset with Milgram that they’d let Es get hurt (since he’s the one who treated them afterwards). It takes such long time to assure him it won’t happen again, and that it was a one-time twist that Es signed off on beforehand.

Although I think the violence is going to get worse during this next hiatus, the au characters will actually feel less emotional, in my mind. After doing this for so long, I'm sure it would get easier to regulate which emotions are real and which result from too much immersion -- so there will be less to apologize and make up for this time, they're already very close and happy :')

[angiezidler205]

Making Up

The Break Up Part 3

TreeFlower sat down next to Norbert on the couch quietly. Norbert couldn't believe that she came here. What does she need to talk about?! Does she want to go out again!? No… He can't… He doesn't see her that way anymore.. All he could think of is….. Rocko… Norbert teared up but felt TreeFlower take his hand. He looked at her and noticed her smiling sadly. 

“It's okay to cry, Norb. I won't judge.”, She said while holding out her arms. Norbert felt more tears fall and he embraced her and sobbed, “I can't live without him TreeFlower! I loved him!! I really really loved him!!!”. TreeFlower petted his hair and nodded, “I know. Which is why I needed to speak to you. I have a feeling this is tied with your break up.”. 

Norbert pulled away and looked at her confused, “Tied with my Break Up? W-What do you mean??”. TreeFlower looked at her hands and frowned, “My Aunt Karen came by Rocko's work a few days ago. She told him how you and I should be together. She said that he can't give you everything you want, cook for you, take you on dates, or even have kids with you. She said all those awful things to him and made him feel like he doesn't deserve you!”. 

Norbert was shocked at this. Karen was never like this towards him. Yet.. She was always ranting about how they need to get married and have kids already. They weren't ready at the time but Karen kept demanding for them to do it already. He looked at TreeFlower, “How did you find out?”. 

TreeFlower frowned more, “She went to my parent's house, when I visited, and ranted at how proud she was for causing you two to break up. She even showed a picture of Rocko looking miserable after you left. She's a horrible beaver and my dad told her to leave and never come back. I'm so sorry that she came by and harassed your boyfriend Norb. You need to win him back and explain everything! You need to help him realize that you two deserve each other!”. 

Norbert felt a bit of hope but it soon died down. “I don't think he deserves me, TreeFlower… I'm not good enough for him. He deserves a woman who looks prettier, cooks better, cleans better, and is plush to where he can rest his head on. He deserves to be with someone as beautiful as him…”. TreeFlower made him look at her. 

“Did he tell you that?”, she asked firmly. 

“No! He would never!”, Norbert panicked. 

“Then what makes you think that he feels that way Norb? Who said that he deserves to be with a woman who looks better?!”, She asked a bit angry. 

“Just a couple of girls who he dated. And one of them claimed that they cuddled and he enjoyed it! He didn't even deny TreeFlower!”, Norbert said while tears fell. TreeFlower shook her head, “Those girls are nothing compared to you! Did Rocko even agree or looked excited when she said that!?”. 

Norbert shook his head, “I-I don't know.. But he was the one who called it off..”. 

“Because my Aunt convinced him that you deserve to be with me, Norbert! You and I both know that we don't belong together! From what I've heard from our friends, Rocko is very shy and has Social Anxiety! What if she made him feel overwhelmed with awful thoughts to where he decided you deserve better?”, TreeFlower yelled. 

“But he's the one I want!”, Norbert yelled back. 

“Then you need to tell him, Norbert! You need to get up, freshen up, get something He likes, and Get Him Back!”, She said with determination. 

Norbert got up, “You're right! But.. What if he's moved on?”. He sat back down again worried for the worst. TreeFlower then placed her hand on his back, “Since when have you given up on winning something you want? Where's that confident beaver that everyone knows and loves? Where's that beaver that Rocko knew and loved?!”. Norbert smiled and looked at her, “Thank you TreeFlower.. Guess I just needed someone to knock some sense into me. I don't know what I would do without you.”. 

“Annoy your brother more that's what.”, She laughed, earning a chuckle from him. Norbert soon got up, “Ok. After I freshen up, I'll need a ride to get to Rocko's place. I know Rocko loves to hear me sing to him so I'll go to his house, climb up his window, and start singing to him until he takes me back! No matter how many songs I've sung!”. 

“I'll give you a ride there! To save time and money!”, TreeFlower offered. Norbert smiled and rushed upstairs to get ready. He went to his closet and pulled out his flannel. He then ran to the restroom to wash up. 

Daggett woke up to Norbert shaking him awake. He opened his eyes to see Norbert looking more better, except the puffy eyes, and got up. “Did you two make up already?”, He asked while rubbing his eyes. Norbert shook his head, “Not yet. I'm going to win him back. I just wanted to thank you for looking out for me. I promise I'll make it up to you.”. 

Daggett hugged him, “Just win Rocko back and buy me some Lickety Splits.”. Norbert hugged back tight and pulled away, “Then let's go! TreeFlower will take us there!”. Daggett looked at him surprised, “TreeFlower?!”. Norbert looked at him, “We'll explain in the van, now come on!”. 

Rocko got out of his car, in his white button up shirt and blue tie. The flower shop was out of flowers and only had a single rose. They should be getting more soon, so Rocko is going to grab some after winning his beaver back. He noticed everyone gathered outside of the Beaver’s door and were chatting together. There was also a large colorful van blocking his view. He went around and noticed Norbert and…. A female beaver… Coming out of the door, their hands held, and lifted up. Everyone was cheering for them…. Norbert moved on.. And that must be TreeFlower.. She… She's perfect for him… He dropped his rose and ran inside his car and sped off. Tears rolled down his face as he sped towards home. 

No one noticed the Wallaby at all but they were all cheering that Norbert finally came to his senses. “You heard that right folks! Norbert is gonna win Rocko back!!”, TreeFlower said excitedly and dropped his hand. Norbert laughed and everyone cheered him on to get Rocko back. They walked towards the van but Norbert noticed something red on the floor by the tires. A single red rose. He picked it up and looked around, he then looked at the driver. “Is this yours?”, He asked while holding it up to him. The driver shook his head, “No. I think some kangaroo dropped it off here and left.”. Norbert’s eyes widened in panic.

“What?!?!”, Everyone said in shock. 

Rocko nodded while wiping his eyes, “Yeah… He moved on. With another girl. I-It’s ok! As long as he's happy. T-Then I'm h-happy.”. He gave everyone a wobbly smile and wiped his tears. Everyone gathered around him and hugged him close. Bev then came in excited, “Did it work?! I had the Congratulations sign hung up prepared!! Did you win him… Back.. Ohh.”. 

“Why didn't you tell us that Rocko was there!?!”, Daggett yelled, infuriated at the driver. The driver was panicking while driving towards Rocko's house. TreeFlower pulled Daggett away, “Daggett it might be an actual Kangaroo. We don't know for certain that it was Rocko.”. Norbert was panicking while holding the rose close. Daggett yelled, “Does anyone here know a Kangaroo?! No! So I'm sure that it was Rocko!! He looks like a kangaroo!!”. TreeFlower tried to calm him down, “Listen if it was Rocko then that proves that he still loves your brother! That proves that Norbert has a chance to win him back!”. 

Rocko was staring outside the window depressed and felt someone touch his shoulder. He turned around to see Rachel in front of him smiling. “Hey Rocko. Are you feeling alright?”. Rocko smiled sadly and nodded, “A little. I just.. Felt so confident to win Norbert back.. But I was too late. He did look happy tho.. That's all that matters now.. I won't force him to be with me instead of TreeFlower..”. Rachel smiled sadly, “You're a good guy Rocko. How about we hang out with the others and watch movies?”. Rocko smiled, “I'd like that.”. 

“Hey Rocko I think I left my chips in your room. Do you mind if I get it?”, Heffer asked while pointing upstairs. Rocko looked at him and smiled, “Sure Heff.”. Heffer went upstairs excited, he barged in and began jumping in his bed trying to grab his sandwich from the window. 

The van finally arrived by Rocko's place and dropped off the two beavers. “Thanks again you guys. I'll give you a call if anything happens!”, Norbert said, a bit nervous. TreeFlower waved goodbye, “Good Luck Norb!”. The van sped off and Daggett grew annoyed, “Can't believe he dropped us off at the wrong location. Rocko's house is literally across the street!”. 

Norbert held the flower close, “It's ok. I don't mind walking all the way to Rocko's house.”. He felt nervous yet determined. He's going to win Rocko back before it's…. Too… Late… He noticed a large Congratulations on the house and Rocko with another girl. They're hugging… Norbert 's heart shattered when it looked like they were about to kiss before Filburt got in the way blocking the view of them. He dropped the rose and turned around. Daggett felt awful at what they witnessed and took Norbert’s hand, “I'm sorry Norb.”. 

“It's ok!... It's ok… He seems happier now. And that girl looks beautiful… She's perfect for him…”, He smiled while tears began to fall and then ran off to the city. Daggett followed, worried about his brother. Neither of them noticed Heffer screaming at the window for them. “Guyyyyys!!!!!! Come Baaaaack!!!!!”, He yelled. He then ran downstairs, bumping into Filburt, and rolled down the stairs. 

“What's going on!? Why are you screaming”, Filburt yelled while shoving him off. Heffer grabbed Filburt's shoulders and panicked, “Norbert! Outside! Rose! Fell! Ran Off!!!”. Filburt's eyes widened, “Norbert came by with a rose then saw something that made him change his mind and ran off leaving the rose on the floor!?!?”. Heffer nodded and everyone was shocked. Bev picked up the boys and shoved them to the back door, “Rocko went outside!!! Get him and find Norbert!!!”. 

Heffer and Filburt ran outside and saw Rocko throwing out the trash. They grabbed him and ran towards the car. 

“Hey!? What's the big idea!?!”, Rocko said startled. Heffer yelled, “Can't Talk, Must Leave!!!”. He shoved Rocko in the back, got in the driver's seat and sped off to the city. He drove like a maniac and tried to find the beavers. Rocko on the other hand was clutching onto the seat in panic, “Slow Down Heffer!!!!”.

“We Can't Miss Them!!!”, Heffer yelled in panic. Filburt saw the beavers and whacked Heffer, “You passed them you idiot!!!!!”. Heffer slammed the brakes, parking in front of the fire hydrant. The car tapped on it and soon the inside filled up with water. The doors opened and they all fell out of the car soaked. Heffer got up and noticed a cyclist coming by. He grabbed him and yanked the bike away, “Sorry! Emergency!”. He grabbed Rocko, sat him on the seat and shoved the bike hard.

Rocko grabbed onto the handles screaming while everyone jumped out of the way. He noticed the Flower Clerk wheeling in the flowers he wanted and cried out for her to move. She jumped out of the way and so many flowers blocked his vision. He didn't notice that he bumped into the workers who also wheeled in the Lickety Splits to the store. A bunch of them landed all over the flowers. He then bumped into a Ribbon shop that wrapped up his bouquet very nicely. 

Norbert and Daggett were a few blocks away from the said store. Daggett finally caught up and stopped Norbert. “Listen Norbert. Why don't we skip the store and hang out with your friends? You don't have to get me anything ok?”. Norbert was about to speak until he heard screaming and looked to see a crazy cyclist coming their way with a large bouquet?! It looked like... It's going to Run Over Daggett!!!

Norbert shoved him out of the way and was hit by it and landed on the cyclist's arms. He screamed as they went past the crowd and tried to control the bike. He noticed the breaks on the handle and clutched onto it fast, sending them both flying onto the small dining table. Rocko landed on the chair, Norbert landed on the table, and the bouquet landed in front of Rocko, blocking their view of each other. Norbert rubbed his rear in pain then heard a familiar groan. His eyes widened and looked at the bouquet. It had so many beautiful flowers and… Lickety Splits?! 

He gently separated them to find two beautiful sapphire eyes looking at him. His eyes widened in shock, “Rocko?!”. Rocko was shocked as well as he saw those gorgeous amethyst eyes, “Norbert?!”. Norbert noticed the flowers and grew confused, “I.. I don't understand… Are these for me?”. Rocko felt his face flush embarrassed, “Y-Yes? I… I planned to get these for you but… I don't want to ruin your relationship with TreeFlower..”. 

“TreeFlower? Relationship?! We're not dating Rocko, she was helping me win you back.”, Norbert confessed. His eyes widened and he shut his mouth fast. “Wait! You're not dating that girl?! But I saw you were about to kiss her??”, He yelled while tearing up. Rocko shook his head fast, “No! Rachel and I are just friends!! We were laughing at Heffer forgetting things in my room!”. 

“S-So you haven't moved on?”, Norbert asked while tears began to fall. Rocko shook his head, “Why should I? I can never find someone like you…”. Norbert began to cry a bit, “But.. You deserve someone beautiful Rocko! Someone who has a plush body to sleep on, to cook for you, to help you around the house, o-or someone to have kids with you! You deserve a gorgeous woman! N-Not me..”. 

Rocko was shocked and held his face, “Who told you that?!”. Norbert shut his eyes, making more tears fall, “Those girls that called you by the stoplight! Kayla even said that you enjoyed laying on her big chest and you never denied it!! You deserve a beautiful woman Rocko… Not some ugly beaver like me….”. Rocko's heart was hurting by this and he wiped Norbert’s tears with his thumb. 

“Norbert. I never enjoyed that. It wasn't even plush at all! It was all hard and I never even liked her in the first place! It was a dumb date that ended with her talking about how pretty she was and making fun of everyone! She just wanted to ruin my life because I ruined her's by telling her boyfriend that she was cheating on him with me.”. 

He placed his forehead against Norbert's, “Norbert. Do you want to know why I got you these flowers?”. Norbert pulled away and looked at him confused. Rocko smiled and plucked out one of them. 

“Amaryllis, means full of Confidence. Baby's Breath, means Everlasting Love. Calla Lily is Beauty. Forget-me-nots is True Love Memories. Heliotropes, Eternal Love. Honey Suckles, also means it too but instead says Bonds of Love. Orchids represent love and beauty. And last. Red Roses… Means that I love you. Each of these flowers represent you and how I feel when I'm with you. You are the most gorgeous beaver I ever laid eyes upon. Your personality makes you shine brighter than the sun itself. Your soft fur always feels so nice to brush my hands against when we cuddle. Your hair is as soft as the clouds above that makes me just want to bury myself in there. Your hands are so soft and small it fits perfectly in mine. Your lips I can't help but be addicted to. I love how they feel against mine. And your eyes. Oh those gorgeous amethyst eyes. I can't help but stare into those enchanting jewels. Why would I need someone like those buffoons to make me happy?! You've already made me feel like I'm the luckiest Wallaby in the whole world!”, Rocko said while smiling at him.

Norbert felt more tears fall and he pulled him into a kiss. Rocko immediately kissed back and felt everything around him fade away. He pulled Norbert into his lap and placed the large bouquet in front of them. Hiding their love from wandering eyes. Rocko brushed Norbert's hair with his fingers, feeling those soft strands around his fingers. Norbert wrapped his legs around Rocko's waist and gripped his dress shirt. The bouquet fell on them, burying them with the snacks and flowers. They both laughed and continued to kiss with so much passion. Norbert pulled away panting and stared into Rocko's eyes. They both smiled and hugged each other tight. “I love you Norbert. Will you please be my love again?”, Rocko said while nuzzling his hair. Norbert laughed while tears fell, “Of course Wall-Flower.”. Rocko chuckled at the nickname and cried tears of joy. 

“Rocko!!!! Norbert!!!!!”, Their friends yelled out in panic. They peaked out of the bouquet to see their friends looking at them relieved. “Thank goodness you're ok.”, Filburt said as he held his chest. Norbert smiled and nuzzled Rocko's head, getting flowers stuck in his hair in return. Rocko chuckled, “We're also back together!”. The boys cheered and sat down. “Finally! I'm so glad you two are together again! Oh! Is that sausages I smell!”, Heffer said as he got up and ran inside. Filburt followed, “You Fat Cow!! Get Back Here and Celebrate Them!!”. Rocko and Norbert laughed. Daggett soon came up to them, munching on the Lickety Splits, “Glad you two are back together. If you're going to do that crazy mushy stuff, you do in bed, please do that at Rocko's place. I really need more sleep.”.

Rocko and Norbert’s face turned red, “Daggett!!!”.

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Rose Gardens - Part 3 - Eris Vanserra

A/N: Here's part 3! I hope you enjoy! A massive shout-out to @swansworth for helping me plan this fic! ❤️

T/W: Mention of injury and blood - it gets angsty besties.

Part 1 & Part 2

W/C: 3.9K

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"YOU'VE BEEN WHAT?!" Okay, so maybe asking Cassian for help wasn't your best idea. "Be quiet!!" You hissed at him as you shoved him further into his bedroom and closed the door. "You've been writing to Eris Vanserra and you want my help to sneak you into Autumn so you can go to some festival with him? Have I got that right?" He hissed back, pulling the bun out of his hair and running a frustrated hand through it. "To sneak me to the border, not into Autumn" You corrected him sheepishly as he spun to face you. "Don't get smart." He snapped. You sighed. "Please Cassian?" Some of the rage ebbed from his eyes. "Why? Why Eris Vanserra?" You shrugged and sat on the edge of his bed. "I…I don't know, Cass." He continued to pace the room. "Rhys and Az would kill me!" You snorted. "No they won't. Not if you don't tell them! Besides, Rhys won't even notice I'm gone." He joined you and sat on his bed. "They'll kill Eris though, if they find out." You shook your head. "They won't know I'm gone! Az is too busy scouting for Hybern and Rhys is too busy with his child bride." A warning rumbled from Cassian's chest. "Feyre is not a child. She's our High Lady and you will show her the same respect you show Rhys." You held your hands up. "Please Cass, I want to live before I die in this war that's been started over Feyre." He sighed and ran his hands down his face.

"Fine." Your face lit up but he carried on before you could get ahead of yourself. "But I have conditions." You nodded. "Name them." So he did. "Eris is to guarantee your safety, from himself, from his father and brothers and whatever other dangers lurk in the Autumn Court, you are to be returned to where I drop you off by midnight, where I will wait for you and he will do it in the form of a bargain with me." You raised an eyebrow. "That doesn't sound like a bargain." He gave you a wolfish grin. "In exchange, I won't kill him. When Mor eventually grants Azriel and I revenge, I won't take it." You shoved his shoulder. "Those are my terms. He accepts them and makes the deal or when you inevitably sneak out on your own, I'll go straight to Rhys." You glared at him and he shrugged. "Take it or leave it."

You wrote back to Eris that evening and told him of Cassian's terms. His reply came almost immediately.

Dear Y/N,

He's smarter than I gave him credit for.

Tell him I accept his terms.

Tell me, which of the dresses did you choose and was the mask to your liking? I ask so I can dress accordingly.

Yours,

Eris.

You hadn't opened the box yet. The contents still a mystery. But Cassian had agreed. He was going to help you and you were going to see Eris again. So you finally opened the box.

Lying inside were three dresses and a mask all carefully wrapped in tissue paper. The smell of burnt sugar, cinnamon & fire wood invaded your nostrils, a smell that was so unmistakably Eris that you knew he'd wrapped them himself. You carefully unwrapped the first dress. A beautiful velvet gown of forest green. Gold thread decorated the neckline and the skirt in swirling patterns. The second was a deep red gown of silk and gossamer. There were no patterns decorating the gown but it was beautiful, timeless. The third was more practical, a cream wool dress with a roll neck and long sleeves. You couldn't help but think how nice it would look with the new boots you brought from the rainbow. Brown, knee high, leather. Comfortable, cute and practical.

The mask, the mask was something else entirely. A bronze coloured metal twisted into a beautiful deer. The antlers formed of twisted maple leaves. A deer you mused. Unassuming. You'd assumed he would've gone for a fox but it seemed he had his ways of taking you by surprise. You hurriedly wrote your response to Eris.

The full moon came quicker than you thought. You'd spent the morning training with Cassian and Azriel. The former kept shooting glances at you that you ignored. The latter still wasn't overly keen on speaking to you after your disagreement in Dawn. When they'd finally relented in your training in favor of Feyre you slunk back to your bedroom, where a note was waiting for you.

My Dearest Y/N,

I simply cannot explain how much I am looking forward to seeing you this evening. I have been counting down the days since you accepted my invitation.

I'll see you at sundown petal.

Yours,

Eris.

You grinned down at the letter and the rose petals that fell out of it when you opened it.

Sighing in contentment as you sunk down into the hot water of your bath, the aches in your muscles ebbing. You picked carefully through the selections of soaps and shampoos on the side of the bath, picking out your favorites to use. Soaking in the hot water, you allowed your mind to wonder what tonight would hold.

By the time Cassian knocked on your door that afternoon you were grinning at your reflection in the mirror. "You look beautiful, Y/N." He smiled down at you and you back up at him. You'd chosen the wool dress and knee high boots. Your hair cascaded down your back in gentle curls. A soft pink blush had been added to your cheeks along with a nude lipstick. You hadn't bothered with eyeshadow or khol due to the mask you'd be wearing. "Are you really sure about this?" Cassian questioned, he knew the answer from the smile on your face. "Yes Cass, I'm sure." He nodded once. "Let's go then, everyone else is down at the town house."

Cassian landed on the border a short time later. A fire had been set up, along with a basket of wine, cheese, bread and dried meats. You grinned up at him. "Looks like you've got an admirer." You teased the general. "I wouldn't go that far." A voice purred from behind you. Cassian tensed as your face split into an ear to ear grin. "Eris." You breathed as you turned around to face him. You suddenly understood why he'd asked which dress you'd chosen. There he was in a cream wool jumper that matched your dress and a pair of dark trousers. Hunting boots on his feet as was Eris' usual style. His red hair hung unbound as it was the last time you saw him and his mask was also of a deer. His antlers were bigger and you made note to make a joke about it later when Cassian wasn't around to hear it.

"Vanserra." Was Cassian's only greeting to the Lordling. "Cassian." Eris greeted him back. "Thank you for doing this Lord of Bloodshed." Cassian crossed his arms across his chest. "I'm not happy about it." He huffed. "You know my terms? She's to be back here by midnight. She's to be back here at the first sign of danger. You are to guarantee her safety from yourself, your brothers and your father and whatever other dangers lurk in this court. In exchange, when Mor gives Azriel and I permission to make you pay for what you did to her, I won't harm you. You'll die, but not by my hand." Eris nodded once. "I accept your terms." Cassian held his hand out to Eris who took it in his own and shook.

Cassian turned you to face him. "Have fun. Be safe. If you feel uncomfortable at any point, you come running straight back here." You rolled your eyes at him. "Yes dad." Cassian's lips didn't so much as twitch at your joke. "I'll be okay, Cass. You trained me, remember?" He nodded and looked at Eris over your head. "You remember that too. I trained her." You stood on your tiptoes and placed a kiss on Cassian's cheek. "Thank you for this. I know you hate it." He met your eyes and whatever he saw there must've given him some comfort that you'd be okay. "Go." Was all he said as he pushed you gently towards Eris' waiting hand.

Eris had pulled you to him and winnowed you a short distance away from Cassian. If winnowing with Rhys was darkness incarnate, then winnowing with Eris was like walking through the fires of hell itself. Not one flame touched you, the sensation was warm and comforting. "You look resplendent." Eris told you when you found your feet and you grinned at him. "Thank you, for the dresses and the mask. I'll return the other gowns." He shook his head. "The gowns are yours to keep, petal." You took his hand in yours. "I'll wear them to Starfall and to Court meetings, see if I can make that vein in Rhys' forehead pop." He laughed, his genuine laugh. "I've been trying to do that for centuries!"

The Lordling led you into a clearing decorated with tents, little balls of Fae light hung in the trees giving a soft glow. A huge bonfire was placed in the middle of the clearing. Fae were throwing pieces of glowing parchment into the bonfire and watching them burn into embers before they floated to the skies. Others were dancing around it. "What are they doing?" You breathed. "Wishes." Was all Eris said.

The tents around the clearing were filled with an assortment of things, spiced cider, hot chocolates, roasted meats, bread, toffee apples. "Do you like it?" Eris spoke softly into your ear. "It's amazing." He gripped your hand a bit tighter. "Would you like a drink, my lady?" You snorted at him. "Stop calling me that!" He smirked. "Never! Now a drink?" You rolled your eyes. "The spiced cider smells incredible." He pulled you towards the tent. "It is, it's my favourite." Eris handed you a cup of the warm spiced cider.

Eris proceeded to pull you around the festival, making sure you'd tried everything on offer, never once did he let go of your hand. When the two of you stood to watch performances or in queues for treats he stood behind you, his front pressed to your back, his arms wrapped around your middle. You were ever thankful for the mask you wore and that it covered the blush that was constantly on your cheeks. The two of you had taken a seat under a big oak tree, drinking hot chocolates and eating the caramels you'd begged him to get from a stall run by some of the children of the court. Your feet sore from dancing with Eris for what felt like hours. Every nerve ending in your body was on fire from how close he'd been, how your body fitted against his like it was made to do so. Your cheeks flamed again at the thought.

You were giggling at some witty comment he'd made, curled into his side, his arm over your shoulder, pulling you closer when a shadow fell over the two of you, blocking out the Fae lights. "Hello brother." The voice purred. One of his brothers. "Fathers been looking for you, The Hunt starts soon." Eris tensed, his spine straightening as he leveled his brother with a gaze. "I'm busy, Hawk." Hawk scoffed. "You and I both know you don't refuse Father. But it seems you've already found your chosen maiden for the night." He said with a vicious purr, one that made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. You felt sick as Eris' brother roved his eyes up and down your body like you were some kind of prey. "That is, if you get to her first, brother." Hawk smirked at his older brother, desperately trying to get some kind of rise out of him. "I said, I'm busy, Hawk." Eris' tone had changed, he was back to the cocky, arrogant Lord that the rest of the world knew and feared. His brother held his hands up. "I'm going, I'm going, I'll see you real soon darlin'." He winked at you as he turned and left.

Eris said nothing as he watched his brother disappear into the crowd. He didn't move as he took in his surroundings looking for any other members of his family. "Stupid, stupid." He was muttering to himself. You reached out and touched his shoulder. "Eris?" He flinched slightly at your touch. "You need to go." Was all he said. "What? Why? We have until midnight!" You protested. Eris stood and pulled you up with him. "It's not safe for you here, I never should've brought you here." He breathed as he started pulling you through the trees, back towards Cassian.

You pulled your hand out of his grip just before you reached where Cassian was waiting and stopped. He spun to face you, pulling the mask off of his face as he did so. "Y/N, please!" You took your own mask off. "Not until you tell me what's got you so spooked." You said calmly as you crossed your arms. "And while you're at it you can tell me what The Hunt is." You added. Eris ran a hand through his hair and you tracked the movement. "The Hunt is a ritual that's part of the Festival, the females run and the males hunt them. Once caught they claim each other. It's how we give the magic back, as the heir I'm always expected to start The Hunt but I wasn't going to this year, I was going to show you other parts of the court while it happened, have you far away from it. But then Hawk saw you with me and it all became so much more complicated." You tried, you really did try to stop the laugh that was bubbling in your chest but it escaped anyway. You clasped your hands on your knees as you continued to laugh. "You…you invited me to some kind of magical orgy?" You gasped out. "It's not funny, Y/N! It's not safe for you here, not now Hawk has seen you!" You calmed yourself and straightened. He was reaching for your hand again to keep you moving through the woods but you ignored it. You walked right into him and placed a small kiss on the corner of his mouth. A move that took him by surprise. "You stupid, overprotective male." You giggled your mouth brushing his again as you spoke. He seemed to fight with himself for half a second before his right arm wrapped around your waist, the left curling into your hair as he slammed his lips onto yours. "Have to keep you safe." He murmured between kisses. You separated and you were sure your face was the colour of his hair. "Now please let me take you back to Cassian." You nodded and took his hand.

Something was off with Cassian, you could see it in his body language when you approached him. Before you could open your mouth to ask him what was wrong, shadows shot towards Eris, wrapping around his neck, his wrists, his middle and they slammed him to the floor and Az was on him. "Azriel!" You gasped as Eris' hand was ripped from yours. "Get off him!" You took a step towards the males before a hand caught your wrist and you were enveloped in darkness. When the light returned you were in Cassian's arms. Rhys was leaning against a tree, Azriel was delivering punch after punch to Eris. "What do we have here then?" Rhys purred. He nodded at Az who pulled Eris to his feet, one of his arms wrapped around his neck, the other holding Truth Teller to his ribs, positioned to be a straight shot to Eris' heart.

"I thought I told you to stay away from him, Y/N?" Rhys asked, pushing himself off of the tree. "Then you get Cassian to lie for you and sneak you here?" You didn't answer him, trying hard to fight the tears in your eyes. Rhys nodded at Azriel again and Eris hissed as Truth Teller pushed into his ribs, puncturing the skin. You tried to force down the bile that rose in your throat at the smell of his blood. "Is this to get back at me? For choosing Feyre?" Eris' eyes widened. "What?" He choked out. "Oh yes." Rhys purred. "Has she not told you everything?" He pointed his question at Eris. "Rhys, don't!" You fought against Cassian's grip on you. "She's not what she seems, Eris. You weren't her first choice of High Lord." Rhys continued. "Did she tell you she's a witch?" Eris flinched at the word. Witches weren't something that was openly accepted in Prythian. "She loved me long before she met you, because of the power I have, it makes hers stronger. Just like yours would." Something like betrayal flashed through Eris' eyes and his face gave away everything he was feeling, Rhys had crushed him. You had crushed him. Rhys nodded again and Azriel twisted Truth Teller in his side. "Please!" You sobbed. "You're being used, Eris." Rhys continued. "You've also been working beyond what we've negotiated." Rhys purred at him, a talon scraping down Eris' face, splitting the skin as it went. "That's not something I can let go."

"I'll never see him again!" You thrashed against Cassian. Eris was a mess of cuts, bruises and blood. "Rhys please don't kill him! I'll never see him again, I swear it!" Rhys ignored you. "Azzie, please." Azriel faltered at his childhood nickname, the broken tone of your voice. Rhys turned then and looked at you. "You swear it? Never again?" You nodded. "Never." Rhys hummed. "I will kill him, Y/N." You pushed against Cassian again, he let you go this time and you fell to your knees in front of Rhys. "I swear it, Rhys."

Rhys looked over his shoulder at Azriel and nodded. Azriel let Eris go and he slumped to the ground in front of you. His eyes looked broken, betrayed. You reached a glowing palm towards him and he flinched. "Don't.Touch.Me.Witch" He gritted out. You in turn flinched at his tone, so full of venom and hatred. You felt your heart crack and fizzle into nothing. You hadn't even realised until that moment that you'd been giving pieces of it to Eris Vanserra. Rhys placed his hand on your shoulder and winnowed.

You were on your knees in the dining room in the House of Wind. Feyre and Mor were looking down at you with disdain as you sobbed. Rhys poured himself a drink as Azriel and Cassian walked through the balcony door. "You've ruined everything!" You sobbed. It was Nesta who wrapped her arms around you as you cried. "Come now girl, let's have some tea. It won't seem so bad in the morning." Amren ordered as Nesta pulled you to your feet. You didn't so much look at the others as you followed them out of the room.

Amren had been wrong. It seemed worse in the morning. You didn't go to training. You didn't leave your room or your bed. Crying to yourself, still in the dress you'd worn last night. It still faintly smelt like Eris which cracked your heart even more. You'd written to him, or you'd tried too. The paper never leaving your palm when you thought of him like it used to.

The following week was much the same. Cassian tried to speak to you everyday, to explain. Rhys had began screaming in his head and eventually he had no choice but to tell him where you both were. Azriel had arrived first and it had taken all Cassian had to stop the Shadowsinger from marching straight into Autumn to get you back. Nesta had walked straight into your room on the third day and run you bath. Once she'd coaxed you into it she washed your hair and brushed it out. You'd lost it again when you returned to your room with her and the dress was gone, along with the other two. Power had exploded out of you in a darkness that could've envied Rhysand's. "You tricked me!" You sobbed at Nesta. "Y/N, I didn't! I'll get you the dresses back!" Feyre had burst in then, Rhys on her heels and ordered her sister out and told her not to come back. She leveled you with a glare as she followed Nesta out the room. Rhys stayed.

"Are you really doing this to yourself, Y/N?" He asked, arms crossed. You didn't answer him, nor did you meet his eyes. "You haven't left your room in three days, you haven't eaten or slept. You haven't talked to anyone. Not even Azriel." You scoffed at him. "Are you really going to destroy yourself over this?" Your head snapped up to him. "Don't worry, Rhysand. I'll still fight in your war over Feyre." He bristled at your comment. "You're one to talk about destroying yourself though aren't you? A bit hypocritical. You're many things, Rhysand, but not a hypocrite." He uncrossed his arms. "I'm Rhysand now?" "You're lucky I'm speaking to you at all!" You snapped back. "You want to fight Y/N? Do you want to scream and shout at me? Throw your powers at me? Will that make you feel better?" You let out a humourless laugh. "You aren't worth my time anymore, Rhysand." Darkness crept into the edges of the room. "Even so, I am still your High Lord and you will respect me as such or you can find somewhere else to live." He growled in his most commanding voice. You glared at him as a shadow wound its way around your ankle. Keeping you planted where you were. "Fine. Done. I'll be gone by dinner." Rhys' face blanched for half a second before the uncaring face of the High Lord returned. "I'll see you on the battlefield then, Y/N. Find somewhere else to live but you swore and Autumn won't take you now. I'm sure your undelivered notes told you that." The shadow on your ankle tightened. "Get.Out." You gritted out through your teeth. Rhys turned on his heel and left.

To your surprise it wasn't Azriel that entered your room next. It was Mor. "Why?" Was all she asked quietly. "He makes me feel seen." Was your quiet reply. She hummed. "I know what he did to you, Mor. What you've told me. If I could change it, I would. If I could make it better I would." She wiped a tear off of your face with her thumb. "I can't get him out of my head, my soul. I should hate him for what he did to you but I can't." She held you as you cried. "I've lost everyone, including him." She ran a hand through your hair. "I'm sure you haven't." She tried to comfort you. "Rhys told him I was a witch, that I was using him for his power. Azriel hates me-." She cut you off. "Azriel does not hate you! Azriel hasn't come to see you because he thinks you hate him. For what he did to Eris." You sniffled and then admitted what you hadn't even admitted to yourself. "I felt it, Mor, everything they did to him, I felt it."

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Go Go Nekoma! Push it, Push it Nekoma! Coaches Chemisty (pt.3 smut)

⚠️THIS FIC IS 18+ NSFW, MINORS DNI ⚠️

Warnings: Swearing, male and female oral sex, switch Naoi, switch reader, slight breeding kink, various sex positions, fluff

Word count: 6000+ (split into 3 parts)

The following day you arrive at work bring and early to begin orders. Bella comes in the back as your are finishing up a bouquet for a man whose going to propose to his girlfriend.

"Y/N! Sweetheart we got an emergency order from a gentleman. He needs a gorgeous apology bouquet asap! He says to make it from any flowers of our choice so I suggested leaving it up to you and he agreed" Bella smiled "oh and it needs to be delivered!"

"Oh ok" you say as you finish the bow on your current bouquet "I can drop it off on my way home tonight."

"Thank you dear. I think the address is surprisingly close to your home" Bella smirks as she walks from the back.

You wouldn't suspect a thing Bella thinks to herself as she fills out the card the boys had talked to her earlier about. She was a bit surprised when the entire Nekoma volleyball team turned up outside her shop that morning. The boys explained the situation and Bella immediately knew of the man they spoke. You had mentioned him several times and Bella knew you were hung up on him after your break up. From the sounds of it, so was the man in question. She agreed to the boys idea, even offering to pay for the bouquet.

"Oh ma'am really we can't" Kai says as he puts his hands up.

"Listen here boys. This is true love we are talking about!" She dictates as the boys eyes widen.

"You boys are doing a great service to your coach and Y/N! Remember this when you find your future spouses. Never settle" she speaks as the boys nod thanking her.

You pack up the bouquet you had made for the customer. It was a gorgeous large bouquet with your favorite flowers. It was honestly the most gorgeous bouquet you'd made in a long time. You stuck the card in the bouquet heading out. Bella was closing down the shop today as usually Fridays were bank days. So you packed up and headed out.

You arrived at the apartment building, being let in by a nice older lady. She directed you to the apartment as you prepared to knock.

"Who is it" a deep voice from inside chimed.

"Bellas floral with a delivery sir" you say adjusting your grip on the flowers, making sure they were perfect.

The door opened as you continued to check to flowers.

"Oh hello sir. Here is you-" you say suddenly stopping.

The man in front of you staring at you as your eyes grew wider by the moment.

It was Manabu.

"Y/N?" He stuttered.

"Manabu? I'm so sorry I didn't know you lived here. I was just dropping off this bouquet" you said unable to look away from the man in front of you.

He had gotten taller. Well over 6ft at this point. He looked good, so so good!

"I'm sorry you must have the wrong address Y/N I didn't order flowers" he says as he continues to stare at you.

Fuck you were gorgeous. More gorgeous gorgeous he remembered. Your hair was longer and your body was fuller. You looked spectacular!

"Let me check again" you say looking at the address.

Isn't this "1345 W. Lane apt 405?" You say.

Shit that is me he things unable to form words.

"Yeah that's me. Let me check the card" he says as he awkwardly grabs in the bouquet, gently brushing your fingers. You blush as he opens the card

"Good luck coach"

Are you fucking kidding me?

He laughes awkwardly "Well it looks like we've been played" he says showing you the card.

Your eyes widen as you can help but laugh.

"I should have known those boys were up to something when they left in a hurry the other night. And Bella was acting strange all morning" you think.

This must have been a set up.

"Umm well this is awkward. I'm really sorry for disturbing you Manabu. It was really nice to see you again" you smile, still holding the flowers as you begin to take your leave.

"Wait Y/N! Please won't you come in? I feel bad my team made you walk all the way here to do this" he says as he rubs the back of ymhis head.

"Oh its really no problem" you say "they really are sweet boys."

Naoi laughs "not sure I'd describe them as 'sweet'. More like pains in the asses." You smile as you laugh.

"Please come in Y/N" he says stepping out, holding the door for for.

You smile "ok" as you enter removing your shoes.

"Here let me take those for you" Naoi says as he grabs the flowers from your hands placing them in a glass.

"Your favorites i see" he says as he fills the vase.

You look up "you remember?"

"I couldn't forgot Y/N. I went every other week to get you fresh ones. I knew how much you loved them" he says as you look down smiling softly.

He places his hand on your lower back as he guides you into the living room the sit in the coach.

His apartment is cozy and neat. Very much "Manabu" you think to yourself.

You sit an awkward silence for a minute before you both begin to speak.

"You-" You say

"I-" Manabu speaks

You both laugh as you look away from each other. You look back into his gorgeous dark eyes.

"You first Y/N" he says as he gestures for you to speak

"Listen Manabu, I understand why you broke up with me all those years ago. We were just starting college and things were going to change. It probably was for the best anyways" you say as you trail off "I just wanted to let you know I don't any hard feelings towards you."

Manabu stares at you and sighs. He reaches for your hand as he lightly strokes it.

"Y/N, I was wrong. All those years ago, I was wrong" he speaks almost whispering as not to start crying.

"W-what" you say as you fail to understand what he's say.

"Y/N- listen, I was so stupid back then. I was scared. You are the literal love of my life and I was scared of that. You were my first for everything and I love you so much. I broke up with you because I was afraid I wasn't good enough for you. You got into such an amazing school and I couldn't dream of interfering with that. I wanted you to be happy and I stupidly thought letting you go would make you happy. Turns out making you happy made me miserable" he sighs

"You-" you start to speak only to be cut off.

"Y/n" he speaks as be begins to grab your hand "I dont expect you to forgive me but I have to be honest with you.

"O-" you start to say again only to be interjected on once more

"And I know you probably have a husband and kids now but I don't think I could go the rest of my life without telling you" he says as you reach your patience limit.

You grab him by his cheeks, pulling him in for a deep kiss. His eyes are wide as your lips meet. He closes them as his arms grasp tightly around your waist. You lick his lips asking for entrance which he gladly grants. You tease his tongue with the tip of yours as you massage each other's inner muscles. You adjust your hands to his neck as you pull him on kissing him harder. Soon you both seperate as his eyes meet yours.

"You love me?" You say sweetly

"I never stopped" he says as he smiles again going in for yet another mind blowing kiss. This time you skip the formalities going straight in. You gently push him back on the couch as you adjust yourself on top of him, straddling his legs. His hands roam your back, waist and to your ass. He lightly squeezes as you squeal a but letting him force his tongue into your mouth. You can feel your core heating up as you start to grind lightly on his crotch.

It feels so good. He gently helps you create friction by pulling you back and forth against him as you start to feel his erection grow. He breaks the kiss as his mouth starts trailing down your neck to your collarbone. You are completely blissed out. You haven't haven't touched like this in so long and it was happening at the hands of the man you loved.

"Mana" you say groaning his name

"Are you ok Angel? We can stop" he says looking concerned

"Oh no we are definitely not stopping" you say as you giggle. He laughs along with you as he continues to assault your neck.

"I just want-wanted to tell you ughhhh that I- I love you too" you smile as he looks up from your neck.

Without warning, he lifts you up from the couch as he carries you to his room tossing you on the bed before turning around and shutting the door.

He proceeds to take his shirt off as you sit up gently on your elbows.

The man has aged like fine wine. Still sculpted and just as pretty as you remember him.

"Like what you see Angel" he smirks as he proceeds to come over to you leaning over you to kiss him.

You take the opportunity to flip him over, straddling him again. You take off your shirt as he lightly grazes your stomach with his fingers.

"Gorgeous" he whispers as you lean down to kiss him. You trail kisses from his neck down to this stomach he groans at the feeling as you move to his belt. You continue to kiss his stomach as you undo his belt. He watches you in amazement.

*God you were still so perfect*

"Baby you don't have to" he looks at you as you start palming his large erextion thought his boxers.

"Oh I know but I want too" you smirk "I need to show you what you've been missing"

He groans deeply as he watches you pull his jogging pants down as well as his boxers.

Fuck he's big! You remember how much pain you were in your first time but he never failed to make you feel amazing.

"Fuck baby please" he says as he watches you. You start to places small kitten licks on the tip of his cock as your hand travels up to pinch and play with his nipple.

"Fuck love you feel so good. God I never forgot how amazing your mouth was" he leans back as he let's out a loud satisfying groan.

You begin to take him down your throat as you practice breathing through your nose. You can feel your core heating up and your panties becoming soaked. You undo you pants as you sneak down to start rubbing your hardened clit.

"Sit on my face baby. Let me make you feel good" he says as he watches your struggling.

You stand up as you begin to strip the remainder of your clothes. You take your bra, pants and panties off as Manabu strokes his hardened cock. You walk up to to top of the bed, slowly climbing on top of Manabu as he situates his face directly below your drenched cunt.

"Fuck baby. Always the wettest girl. So fucking good baby" he groans as he dives into your cunt mouth first. Fuck it felt amazing

"Oh fuck Mana, baby please fuck" you shout as you watch him stroke his cock as his head is being smothered between your thighs.

You lean over to him as you position yourself over his cock and begin to suck. God you feel so good. You can feel your orgasm approaching as he licks and sucks your clit. He slowly massages your slit with two fingers as he gently and easily guides them into your pussy without complications.

He works his two fingers in and out as you feel your core heat up more. You're sucking faster on his large cock , trying to make him feel as good as you do.

Finally you can feel the cord about the snap as you switch to moving your hand up and down his hard cock.

"Fuck baby fuck I'm going to cum" you scream as you live your hand faster up his cock. His hips meeting your fists thrusts.

"Cum on my face baby. Mark me. I could fucking live in this gorgeous pussy" he says with a growl.

"Oh fuck" you both shout as you both lose your composure. You cumming into his mouth as he cums on his stomach and your hand.

You move off of him as you go to lay down.

"Fuck baby that's was amazing but I gotta admit, I need to be inside this pussy" he says as he reaches to the nightstand.

He grabs a condom out as he places it on his still hardened cock. He lines up with your wet hole and begins to slowly guide himself in.

"Shit baby stop clenching! i-im not gonna last" he says as he tries to concentrate on not blowing his second load.

"I'm trying babe but omg you feel so good. I feel so full" you scream as he starts to fuck your tight wet cunt.

He's thrusting fast and heavy as he pushes his full length in your deep cavern.

"Fuck baby you want me to fuck you in your favorite position huh? You still like that don't you baby?" He growls into your neck.

"Only when you do it Mana. You make it feel so good" you cry.

"Fuck baby grab on" he says as he lifts you up. His cock still buried in your pussy as you kiss him deeply. He's squeezing your round ass as he backs you into his bedroom wall.

"That's it baby. You want me to mark this cunt. Shit baby it's like you've been untouched since high school. You're so fuckinng tight" he growls as he thrusts up into you.

"Mana!" You scream "fuck I'm going to cum again."

"Go ahead baby I got you" he says as he continues to thrust up up your soaking pussy at an inhuman speed.

"Oh god!" You screams as you feel the juices roll down your pussy lips and into his thighs.

"Shit baby did you just squirt?" He chokes. He trusts faster into you as his pace quickens. Hes losing control as he feels your pussy clenching on his thick cock.

"Fuck baby, I'm going to cum. You want to make me cum right princess?" He stutters as he begins losing himself in his orgasm.

"Fuck Mana! Please baby. Please fill me up with your cum! I need it so bad baby! Your cock feel so good in my little pussy" you scream

Manabu closes his eyes tightly as he feels himself losing control "Y/N- Y/N fuck I love you! I love you!" He screams as he cums harder than he has in years.

He rests himself against you as his grip on your tightens as he fills the condom full of his seed. He pulls back panting as he smiles, resting his forehead to yours.

"God I fucking love you" he smiles as he closes his eyes.

"I love you too Manabu" you smile as you both come down from your highs.

*1 month later*

"Ok guys! We leave for nationals tomorrow at 8am. Please be on time! We don't need another incident like last time" Manabu says looking at Lev.

"What it wasn't my fault you all left me" he cries as Yaku hits the back of his head.

Everyone laughs as the doors open.

"Ah Y/N so good to see you again" Coach Nekomata smiles as you approach with bento boxes you made for the team.

"Hello Coach Nekomata! It's so good to see you again as well" you smile as you set the boxes down.

"Y/N what is all this?" Manabu says as he walks over to you giving you a hug and a kiss.

"Well I figured you'd need some snacks for the hotel and in between games so I made some bentos for the team!" You smile softly.

"Wow Y/N thank you so much" Kai says as he bows to you.

"I really should be the one thanking you" you smile as you hug Manabu.

"Damn Yaku, Y/N is replacing you as the team mom" Lev laughs as the other side fall silent, waiting for the strong kick that's bound to happen.

Yaku gets up from his seat, walking over to lev. Everyone is expecting him to kick lev into next year.

Instead he just smiles and nods looking over at you and Manabu.

"You're right lev. And I wouldn't want it any other way"

[hadjalterdoneanythingwrong]

Servants & Singularities

(3/?)

Artoria kept walking, but held out her fist.

Jeanne stared at it for a moment, before meeting it with her own.

The first of many, for sure.

But the sound of a large cart with an uncooperative wheel brought the Alters to whirl around and look behind them. Eli stood within the remnants of the giant cake, holding a rather large pizza box with a pair of envelopes on it as Cat awkwardly tried to wheel her toward the resident living nightmares of Chaldea.

"Jeanne! Artoria! Just the Alters I was looking for~"

Jeanne and Artoria just exchanged unamused glances as she drew closer.

"Listen, Jeanne, I know we've had our differences—" Eli stumbled a bit as the cart came to a sudden halt. Cat jostled the cart a bit before deciding to rely on her strength, which caused the cart to make a migraine-inducing sound as it moved. "—but I'm willing to—"

"What?" Jeanne raised her voice.

"...I said I'm willing t—"

"What did you say??"

"I SAID I—"

"JE NE PEUX PAS T'ENTENDRE!"

Artoria did her best not to laugh. Despite how aggravating the noise would have been to most people, it really wasn't that loud; Jeanne was just being an asshole.

"...Cat, you can stop."

"Woof~" The cart stopped moving.

"...Anyway, Jeanne, I know we've had our diff—"

"WHAT?? MY EARS ARE STILL RINGING!"

"I'M NOT THAT STUPID!!" Eli pouted.

Artoria just gazed down at the pizza. "Is that yours?"

"...Oh, this?" Eli opened the box just a bit, letting the scent of the pizza inside waft out from within. Artoria couldn't fight the sparkles in her eyes. She could tell just from the scent that there were probably at least three cheeses and seven kinds of meat in there. Eli's face suddenly gained a smug expression. "It could be yours, if you both accept the invitation that comes with it~"

Before Eli could blink, one of the envelopes was opened and the invitation was in Artoria's hands. Jeanne didn't budge.

"Don't tell me you preemptively got invited as an echo fighter."

"IT'S NOT SMASH!!!" Eli pouted again. "I'm inviting you both to D&D tomorrow night!!"

"D and... what?" Jeanne leaned over and tried to make sense of Artoria's invitation. It didn't help.

"A tabletop game." Artoria folded the invitation and stuffed it back into the envelope. "Often considered the tabletop game. This is the one where all those elves and wizards and whatnot come from, right? I vaguely remember Merlin once trying to explain the rules to the Knights. Didn't end well."

"Then you'll be glad to know that I have no intention of inviting him! Or Astolfo. ...Or— man, do I need to put together a banlist? Anyway, the game's tomorrow night. And if you two show up...~" Eli slowly waved the pizza around in circles. Artoria's eyes followed its movements. "Well, I've said what I need to. Hopefully this pizza will see you there~ ...Cat?"

Cat went around the cart and simply picked up the cake. "Woof." Artoria watched as her newfound beloved drifted out of her reach. Along with Eli and Cat.

"...We're going." Artoria stared at Jeanne with a look of determination.

"Are you shitting me? To their little nerd game?" Jeanne shook her sword, creating tinier splatters on the floor. "You can go if you want, but I want no part of it."

"She said both of us need to show up."

"Are you really going to fall victim to this petty bribery? It’s not even going to be a fresh pizza; either you’re hoping she’ll give in and eat it and have to get a second one, or maybe—just maybe—you’re just weaker-willed than I thought."

Artoria looked to the ground and thought for a moment. "...Ritsuka's likely going to be there."

Jeanne sputtered. "A-AND???"

"And I get the feeling you'll want to be there too."

"WHY WOULD I WANT TO BE THERE!?" Jeanne held her sword up to Artoria's neck again, going as far as to push her chin up slightly. "Vous allez vouloir choisir vos prochains mots très soigneusement, 'mon ami'."

"...Because it's going to be fun." Artoria replied, once again without so much as batting an eye. "And what better way to ruin Ritsuka's fun than to show up and corrupt everything with your presence?"

Jeanne's grip on her sword faltered slightly, but the blade did not lower. "Don't screw with me, Ice Queen. Shakespeare tried this same trick a few months ago. It took them weeks to get him back after what I did to him."

"But this time you won't be here to give anyone chocolate or do anything remotely pleasant." Artoria pressed a finger against Jeanne's blade and slowly moved it away, with little resistance. "Hear me out. You'll join their silly little game, but you'll make your character the most unpleasant and vicious bitch they'll ever have the misfortune of dealing with."

"You're risking your pizza, telling me to do this."

"I'm risking nothing. They invited me. They invited you. We can't be blamed for each other's actions. I'll make a character that's comparatively normal so they won't suspect I was aware of this. That means the spotlight will be yours." Artoria held the blade to the side and leaned closer to Jeanne. "All of their eyes will be on you. And all of their eyes will be filled with despair once they witness what you've done to their game."

Jeanne stared at Artoria. The two stood there for what seemed like forever.

"Um... Jeanne? Artoria?"

The two glanced over at Carina, who had apparently just arrived. Mash stood beside her, holding a bunch of books.

"...Did you guys seriously go dragon hunting without me again?"

Artoria looked back at Jeanne. "You in or not, Jeanne? This could finally be your chance."

Jeanne growled, and slowly sheathed her sword. "Fine. I'll play your stupid little game."

Mash squeaked. "S-Senpai, did... Do you think Eli invited these two...?"

"Ha!" Jeanne extended her arm out dramatically toward Mash. "What's the matter, Kyrielight? Afraid your little night of fun is about to go down in flames? ...You should be."

Mash whimpered. "S-Senpai, I don't think—"

"We'll be fine, Mash." Carina rested her hand on Mash's head. "Every group needs a bit of chaos. ...We'll be glad to have you, Jeanne."

Jeanne staggered back, as if someone shot her in the chest. "Y-Yeah, well... y-you say that now!! But I'm certain you'll regret it when the time comes!!!" Jeanne let out a rather high-pitched "hmph" and ran away, leaving a messy trail of dragon blood behind her.

"...She really can't handle a full conversation with you, can she, Senpai?"

"I guess not. Ever since that Christmas party..." Carina cleared her throat. "So I take it you'll be joining too, Artoria?"

"Eli bribed me with a seven-meat pizza. You couldn't get rid of me if you tried."

"Glad to hear it~"

"W-Wait," Mash looked down at her books, "do they know the rules of the game already?"

"Like I told Jeanne, Merlin tried to teach the Knights once." Artoria looked back over her shoulder, in the direction Jeanne took off toward. "I bet if nothing else Blueberry might remember something. And if not, hey, that's what the internet is for."

"We'll see you there, then~" Carina was practically radiating sunshine at this point.

"That pizza better be intact by the time I show up." Artoria began following the blood trail, but stopped. "...Oh, and... another thing."

"...Yeah?"

"...The only way I managed to convince Jeanne to show up was to trick her into thinking that her presence would ruin everything. I'm no Shakespeare, so you won't need to worry about me afterwards, but... just a heads up, I guess."

"Good to know~"

Artoria allowed herself to smile. Not a smirk, not a smug grin, not a slasher smile after killing something. It was a small yet genuine kind of smile.

And then she walked away.

[devinescribe]

Burnt Out

Bitches... (1, I love you all very much. 2, .... read 1) it's time for some angst...

And the start of me making poly relationship things-

Request away lol (I'm working on a request and small project chapters :) )

Warnings: Toxic Relationship, mentions scars, burns, Manga spoilers, swearing, emotionally abusive behavior, mentally abusive behavior, gaslighting(?) Let me know if I missed any!

You giggled as both men chased after you through the halls of the hotel. "(Y/N), you're wearing socks! You're going to- shit!" Niragi yelled after you, cursing when he saw you fall. You slipped down the stairs. You landed with a thud at the bottom. Tears filled your eyes at the pain, but you swallowed them back, standing up. You yelped, falling back to the floor. Chishiya stared down at you, kneeling besides you,  squeezing your leg. "Ow! Shi-Shi, hurts," you whined, slapping his hand away. He glared up at you. "Maybe don't be stupid next time. I'm just trying to help you," he scoffed, going back to trying to find out what was wrong. "You don't have to be so mean to he-" "Shut up. You're dumber than her, you're the whole reason this happened anyways." He felt people stare, and stopped. "Take her back up to our room. I'll figure out what's wrong there," Chishiya stated, getting up, and walking away. You expected Niragi to yell after him, or repremand him for something, but we're met by silence. "Gi-Gi, you ok?" You whispered as he picked you up softly. He pressed a quick kiss to your forehead nodding.

"Niragi... this isn't the way back to our room," you said, noticing he was taking you the opposite way. "Clever girl," he praised with a smile. You laughed at his words. "I'm taking you to Ann. She has more equipment to help you. I'll get Chishiya after I take you to her though," he explained. You nodded.

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"And then it was like bam, then woosh, and like... wow!!" You exclaimed, trying to find the words to explain your game. Niragi laughed, patting the top of your head. "Sounds fun sweetheart. Tell me all about it after I take a shower," he said. You nodded with a smile, sitting on the edge of your bed. Chishiya had been on the bed, listening to your rambling. "Chishiya, I think it was really cool how you tried to-" you started. "Gods you're loud. Quiet down. And I know. I'm clever, after all. Neither of you would be here without me. Probably dead," he lectured. "But Chishiya, Niragi and I survived without you before we came to the Beach, remember? We were t-" you started, confused at his words. "I get it, he's your favorite out of us both! You make it so fucking obvious. I bet the only reason you wanted both of us is because you're an attention whore who needs multiple men to use her to feel good about herself. Shut up and let me sleep," he shouted. Tears filled your eyes as he turned away from you. Had you really shown favoritism? You didn't try to, if you had. You always made sure you tried to do things with both. Was he feeling left out? Is that why he was being a jerk?

Those were all thoughts running through your mind, not knowing that you weren't the problem. You had spent equal time with both, giving them equal attention. Chishiya just never wanted you around him.

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"(Y/N), come with me. Now," Chishiya ordered. Ten of Hearts. That was tonight's game. And you were terrified. He had pulled you away before anything got to out of hand. You thought that maybe he was trying to be nice. Maybe he had finally come around? Had you given him enough attention? "W-where's Niragi?" You asked, jogging to catch up with him. "Don't worry about him let's go."

You followed him around the whole time, watching as his hands quickly grabbed items. ''What are you making?" You asked, hoping he didn't snap at you. You feared his response. "Something to beat the game with. If you can't bring the witch to the fire, bring the fire to the witch," he said. You sighed in relief. He didn't yell at you, and you were happy about it. "Ok... so... you know who the witch is?" You questioned. "I have a hunch. Now stop asking questions," he stated. "So annoying..." you heard him mutter. You frowned, keeping your lips shut.

Following him up the stairs, you kept to yourself. You knew he wouldn't care about your thoughts. He might yell at you, or call you annoying. You didn't want to make him angry... He was just trying to protect you, right?

"Niragi!" You shouted happily, seeing he was at the rooftop. He wasn't dead. He looked over at you with a smirk. "Ah, so he did keep you safe. Where were you hiding?" He asked, picking up his gun from the floor. "There's many places for me to hide," Chishiya responded. You tried walking towards Niragi, but Chishiya grabbed your sleeve. You tugged at his hand, trying to get away. "Let me go," you said, struggling against him. "No."

The next few minutes went in a blur. All you remember was Chishiya and Niragi arguing a bit back and forth. You were so overwhelmed already, the game getting to you, and now your lovers were fighting. Cards flying, fire, screaming. You couldn't tell if it was your own scream or Niragi's, but it didn't matter.

"C-chishiya what the hell?! W-what?!" You yelled, shaking, stepping back from him. "Hmm... guess he wasn't the witch then,'' he stated, dropping the homemade flamethrower to the ground. He started picking up the cards on the floor. You however tried taking deep breaths, trying to calm yourself. You couldn't. Tears slipped off your face, hands scratching you your arms. You couldn't scream, couldn't talk, couldn't move. It was like you were living in a nightmare.

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There was more instances, of course, but you were so done with everything. Niragi was still alive, to your relief. After all that, he was alive. And that's all that mattered to you. Chishiya had been with you, and still was. Understandably, you were scared of him. Niragi was angry at him, but couldn't do anything about it.

"Look, just tell me I'm right, and we're fine," Chishiya stated bored of the conversation. Both you and Niragi were so tired of this. The constant fighting, gaslighting, and hateful words. Chishiya was just too prideful to admit he was wrong.

It was a relationship between you three. You and Niragi shouldn't be putting in all the work, while he didn't try. At the begin he had. He had tried to be a part of the relationship, giving you both kisses and hugs. Random bouts of energy at 3 am to go to a random room. It had all started slowly going down hill. He pushed you both away, but didn't want to leave. He never left, giving you hope that maybe he really loved you both, and just didn't know how to express it. He had told you about his parents, and you just always tried to excuse his behavior as his trauma, but it just got to a point where you couldn't anymore.

"You're right," you started. You saw him smirk, and continued. "We couldn't fix you," you said. Suddenly he wasn't so sure of where this was going. "You're right, we shouldn't have tried to. Your pride is what you're concerned about?" Niragi said. He was tired of dealing with this as well. All he wanted was to find someone who actually cared about him, and who showed it. He didn't want to be with someone who made him feel alone. You didn't make him feel alone... "I'm still right, he wo-" Chishiya started, getting ready to argue back and forth with you two until you finally gave into him. But that wasn't going to happen today.

"Is "you're right" really all you wanna hear right now?" You whimpered, sitting on your knees next to Niragi.

"Well, you're right, we should've walked away faster... should've know You would only break our hearts after we were already in love," You whispered. You were all hurt. Niragi had severe burns, and bullet wounds, Chishiya had bullet wounds as well. You had burns on your arms and legs, cuts and bruises adorned your (s/c) skin. Most of which Chishiya had caused when he put you in danger at games for his own gain. Or when he needed to test one of the weapons he made, you were his test subject. "Yeah, I guess I'm just not good enough for either of you then. All you two do is act scared of me like I'm the bad guy-"

"You're right, you aren't good enough," Niragi stated angrily, caughing up blood after. He winced in pain at the sudden movement. You felt tears fill your eyes, and shook them away. ''I kissed your scars even after you hurt me, and he held your hand, even when you fucking burned him-" you shouted angrily. "Do you know how embarrassing that was?" Niragi whispered, his voice hoarse and raspy.

"Oh, because it's all my fault?"

"Yeah! That's exactly what we're saying! When was the last time you actually tried acting like you liked us?"

''She's right. You agreed to be with us. This is just fucking embarrassing to be with somebody who hates us, and doesn't even try to hide it."

"I don't hate you two I-"

"Liar."

"We hoped things got better, we hoped that love could turn a monster into a man," you stated, getting angrier by him trying to defend himself. "But it doesn't and it won't

Because you're beyond repair

But there is still someone for her somewhere, who will treat her so nice, you'll wish that you did-" Niragi retorted to his words. He didn't hate you both? He sure did a horrible job at showing it. Niragi knew he would die with his injuries. You would live. You could find someone who would treat you better than either of them could. "For someone so smart you're so fucking stupid to think that we're really that dumb..." you interrupted Niragi. He was losing energy, and anytime he coughed you could tell it was so painful to him. "We love you, but we're done... Pretending this was gonna work... Pretending loving you didn't hurt... Pretending that it doesn't burn when you think you're always right..." Niragi ended. Those words were hard for him to say, and hard for you to realize. You three had just been pretending this was going to work after Chishiya started pushing you two away. You two tried so hard to stay with him, and tried so hard to fit all three of you together, that you didn't realize how much staying fucking hurt.

" 'Cause you're still stuck on your past...You hate him so much but you're just like your dad!!" You screamed, shouting the first thing that came to mind. It hurt him. That was a first. The first time someone's words hurt him. And you, (Y/N), his sweet (Y/N), said them. You could see the shock written all over his face when you said them, and it made you feel a bit bad. Niragi was secretly proud of you, but focused on the situation at hand. Tears feel from your eyes, and you cursed yourself. "(Y/N), I- I'm- I can't... I-" Chishiya stammered. For once, he was at a loss for words. You and Niragi had made him happy. He didn't feel alone with you two, and that scared him. So he tried to push you both away, scared of hurting either of you, but I'm the end, he hurt you more than he meant to. He tried, he really tried at the beginning, the feeling of being together with you two bringing him the feeling of love, understanding, and happiness he'd never felt. But he ruined that. He hurt himself in this instance, he hurt the people he loved, making them scared of him. He realized you were right. He was turning out to be just like his father. He didn't want that. He wanted to wake up, this was surely a nightmare. He would wake up and you would be squished in between him and Niragi. You would be playing with his hair, talking about your dream. You wouldn't be scared of him, and you would all be back at the beach. Like the 10 of hearts never happened. But he knew that was wishful thinking. This was real, and this was happening. Everything he used to laugh about people worrying about was happening to him right now. This was his karma. It had finally caught up to him.

"And I know, that you tried...Gave it all that you had," you whispered through tears. No. He couldn't let the one thing that made him happy slip through his fingers. But... he had to let you go. You wanted to leave. Niragi wanted to leave. It would be cruel to both of you to make you stay. So he stayed quiet. Did you really think he tried? That made him feel a tiny bit better. You thought he tried. That he tried to make things work. "And being a monster doesn't necessarily make you bad..." Niragi added quietly. He was a monster. The words he had said to not only you, but Niragi could back that up. Not just his words either. His actions. He was a horrible person to both of you. Why did he expect both of you to stay with him, when neither of you had anymore energy to put into the relationship.

"But...even if we could staple it back together now... we all know that you can't light a fire that's already burnt out," Chishiya whispered. You both looked up, shocked he was agreeing with you. Was he crying? Neither you nor Niragi had ever seen him cry. Niragi chuckled a bit, not at the fact that Chishiya was crying, but at the fact that this was what it took for him to care. "Fuck... it hurts," Chishiya muttered with a laugh. "My injuries hurt less than losing both of you... fuck... I-"

He was interrupted by a voice. The games were over. "Oh my gods... we can go home! I reject citizenship in the borderlands," you said. "Same. I don't want to stay here. Fuck that," Niragi stated. "I also reject citezenship of the borderlands. This is like a personal hell..." Chishiya muttered. A bright light obstructed your vision.

You walked on crutches into their hospital room with a smile. " 'M back!" You chirped. You had all been in an accident, as a lot of people that were currently in the hospital were. You didn't know why, but the seemed so familiar. You liked being around them, and constantly visited them. "Ah, finally a pleasant noise to hear," the blonde man complemented. You could hear the teasing tone directed towards the other man in the room. "I can't really help it can I? So... shaddup..." the other muttered. "My nurse told me... that my heart stopped... for a minute," you mentioned, sitting in a chair in between their beds careful to not hurt your legs more. They had burns and scars, nothing tho serious. "What a coincidence. Us too," Chishiya said. You nodded, humming in acknowledgement. "I um... I also... get released tomorrow..." you said sadly. "That's great (Y/N). You can head back to your home," Niragi said. You shook your head. "I wanna stay. I don't know why, but you two seem familiar to me. And... I want to know why... it feels like...I don't know how to explain it..." you stated. "I... I've felt that as well," Chishiya admitted. "Ok, good I'm not crazy then," Niragi joked, coughing slightly after. "Well... how about I come visit everyday until you both get released... then we can figure out why? Or get to know each other more? It feels like... I've loved you in a past life kinda thing. Silly of me to say, huh?" You giggled. "I think... we'd both enjoy that... and it's not silly, in fact, we've both been talking about it, and that's how we feel. About you, and each other. It's quite weird, I've never met either of you in my life. You're both rather attractive though," Chishiya said. Niragi snickered and you looked over at Chishiya, who's eats had turned red.

"I said that outloud, didn't I?"

"Yep."

"It's a good thing I find both of you attractive too, blondie."

"Hey, I think you're both cute too! Lemme join in on this!"

"Of course. Join in on it (Y/N)."

I couldn't let you guys be sad, I'm sorry-

Also, I'm going on a trip to Arizona this week, so there will probably not be many (or any) updates. Sorry, but I do hope you enjoy this!