#So I'm cleaning out my fridge before spring break

[agent-of-imagined-chaos]

Sometimes you just gotta Wake Up and Make Mistakes™

[alba8688]

Chapter 7

Word count :2393

Warning ⚠️ mentions of alcohol ,vomit if I kiss. Anything let me know thank you 🙏

The first day of Spring break starts today and I have nothing planned for the whole week other than to stay home watch movies,get drunk and cry while drinking and Eddie is probably going to be making fun of me the whole time and probably make have something to say about the movie choice I had for the day .

Talking about Eddie, where is he?

Haven't seen him since this morning. I woke up to him watching me sleep then he disappeared when he saw that i open my eyes .He was laying next to me and as soon as he saw that I saw him he dispersed into thin air .

To be honest I didn't find it creepy at all .

I know I should but the poor guy has nothing to do and he can't sleep. I would have done the same thing if I was a ghost in a coma .

I wonder how Eddie does that ?

Being in a coma then being a ghost is so confusing or maybe I'm just seeing things that aren’t really there and Eddie is just a figment of my imagination.

Or maybe I'm crying thinking I'm talking to a metalhead, a really hot metalhead.

But I mean I see him. I talk about myself. He tells me about himself .How could I be crazy and actually finding out everything he tells me its truth.Aaaahh I'm getting a migraine just thinking about it .

Maybe I just imagined everything .

I can’t deal with this right now. I need to take some pills for this awful headache .

I head over to the kitchen to take some tylenol and like i have nothing to do

Today or tomorrow or the next .Wow, I have a boring life . I might as well do laundry and change the sheets from my bed and clean the apartment now that i have time and maybe order some chinese later,

Uuuu chicken fried rice and some jalapeno chicken yup that's what i'll order and maybe some sushi and two of those triangle sushi looking things.

Before starting cleaning I headed downstairs to grab some breakfast and a coffee then headed back to the apartment to eat my breakfast then clean .

And that's what i did,

i put the laundry in the washer and while it was washing i decided to clean my closet that it had a mess and so i did i ended up putting all my clothes by color like black with black pink with pink dresses with dresses you get the idea of what i did and when i was done I started on the living room to sweep and mop but first i connected my phone to my bluetooth speaker i mean you need music while cleaning if not it gets boring.i put it on shuffle and started sweeping the apartment then after awhile i stopped to get myself a drink a drink meaning a bottle of wine i had on my fridge cold waiting for me to drink it.

I grabbed a glass from the top cabinet and poured myself some wine and chugged it. It was so cold just how I like it and one thing led to another. I was halfway down the bottle and still haven't mopped at all. Now here I was sitting down on the couch with the bottle in one hand taking small sips while I listened to music .

I stood up and went upstairs to my room to grab a scrunchie to put my hair up in a bun then stop when I saw a picture of Eddie I had found while cleaning the back of the closet .

He was wearing a black dio shirt. He must have been younger in that picture around 19 was my guess.

I took the picture and a piece of tape and tape it in my squishmallow i dont know what the fuck i was doing i was too drunk to function properly right now.

But i think i just tape a picture of Eddie in my damn stuffed animal that i hug at night and sometimes use it as a pillow.

And now here I am staring at it and smiling like a damn fool.

What the fuck was wrong with me?

I grabbed my squismallow, hugged it tight and Now I was heading downstairs to the living room when the song changed..

play"CHERRY" LANA DEL REY

Cherry by LANA DEL REY started playing and it hit me right in my heart.I walked over to the kitchen where i had left the bottle of wine and I chugged the last of the wine.

"Do you like that song ?"I asked the stuffed animal with Eddie's picture tape to it.

"Come on sweetheart i just like metal music you should know that."i did a terrible impersonation of Eddie and that made me giggle a lot because i know eddie would say something like that.

Yeah, I was drunk.

I placed the squishmallow in the sofa gently as if it was really Eddie and

started swaying my body to the music and singing to the lyrics of lana .

I glanced at my squishmallow and smiled.

"Dance with me Eddie."I slurred and took the poor squishmallow in my arms and started dancing with it like a crazy person .

"Sweetheart you're such a good dancer." I once again did a really bad impersonation of Eddie making me giggle.

I'm sorry but I drank a whole bottle of wine so now I was singing to the plushie with the picture of Eddie and crying to the lyrics .I was on that stage of my drunk self where I got sentimental.

"" Darlin', darlin', darlin'

I fall to pieces when I'm with you, I fall to pieces

My cherries and wine, rosemary and thyme

And all of my peaches (are ruined)"

I spun around with my plushie squishing it in my chest and now I was crying even more . I don't even know why but I was .

I guess I got in my feelings.

I kept dancing, swaying to the music well. I thought I was dancing but I probably look like a crazy person singing so out of tune and hugging my damn squishmallow that had a picture of Eddie tape to it.

My rose garden dreams, set on fire by fiends

And all my black beaches (are ruined)

My celluloid scenes are torn at the seams

And I fall to pieces (bitch)

I fall to pieces when I'm with you

'Cause I love you so much, I fall to pieces

My cherries and wine, rosemary and thyme

And all of my peaches

When Lana sings "CAUSE I LOVE YOU SO MUCH"i look at my squishmallow with the picture of Eddie and sing to him like if it really was Eddie dancing with me Right now that i was drunk i could honestly say that I had fallen for that metalhead .

Tomorrow I might deny it but right now I won't.

And the next thing I knew was that I was kissing his picture without noticing that Eddie was sitting down on the couch with an amused smile .

"Ok now i see why you keep it in your bed ,Do you guys need some alone time?"I heard him say ,I instantly hid the squishmallow behind my back so Eddie wouldn't see the picture I was kissing .

-"W-when d-did you get here?"I slurred my words. I was trying my damn best not to seem like I was drinking but I don't think I was doing such a great job because

I kept stumbling even though I was standing in place staring at Eddie with wide eyes.

He is going to think I'm a weird person for kissing his picture..I thought to myself.

"Sweetheart, are you drunk?"He stood up from the couch and slowly approached me .My instant reflex was to hide the stuffed animal behind my back,I couldn't let him see it, not today or ever.

"No." I lied and tried to move away from him but I ended up tripping .

"You sure?"he tilted his head to the side and smiled wickedly and the next thing I know he is holding the damn squishmallow and raising it up high on his hand so I wouldn't reach it .

I jumped trying to snatch it from him but I was too drunk and kept stumbling so I just gave up and just sat down flat on the floor with my hands covering my face .I just let it happen

This is the night I die of embarrassment.

RIP Aria Avila.

To my mother I leave my shoes and to my best friend Clarissa Carver I leave all my clothes and makeup.

"Ari?"Eddie's voice gets me out of my head .

"yes."I said softly. I opened my fingers that where covering my eyes to see where Eddie was.

And to my surprise He was sitting down in front of me criss cross looking at me with that stupid smirk .

"There she is ,"he smiles. "Yes , here I am Eddie dying of embarrassment.I couldn't even look at him right now. I felt o stupid and embarrassed. That was the weirdest thing I ever did and he saw it.

"Don't look at me ,"i blushed closing the gap between my fingers

"Hey don't hide from me ,it was cute you dancing around ."he coo,

How was that cute ? i thought to myself

I slowly lowered my hands from my face to face reality.I look at Eddie who had my stuffed animal in his hand but it didn't have the picture the tape was there but not the picture .I stood up fast from the floor looking around frantically for the picture that was just tape on the damn stuffed animal.

"What are you looking for?"Eddie asked standing right next to me,

I didn't answer and got on my knees and started crawling looking under the sofa.

"I mean i don't mind the view sweetheart ."Eddie chuckled and I turned to look at him holding the picture of himself in his hand"where you looking for this?"that asshole had the picture all this time and he didn't tell me while i was looking for it like a crazy person.

"Yes' 'i gulp.i don't know if it was because i was caught kissing a stuffed animal with a picture of the guy i'm crushing on the guy being eddie and he saw everything or the alcohol because my stomach wasn't feeling too good right now.

I felt all the food from the morning coming right back up mixed with the alcohol and that wasn’t a good sign so I ran to the restroom emptying my stomach into the toilet.Jesus Christ how I hate throwing up. I hate it so much. I hate the smell. I hate the way my stomach feels when I'm throwing up. I hate everything about it.

I should have eaten first before drinking all that bottle.

I'm never drinking again.

I don't know if that's true but I'll believe myself for today.

Just for today .

"Here drink."i heard Eddie’s voice from behind me

"Eddie don't look at me i look disgusting."i also smell disgusting.I look disgusting.Drool falling down my lips mix with my vomit .

Jesus, I am in a bad state. I need to get a hold of myself .

I got up slowly, Feeling a little

Bit dizzy maybe not just a little but a lot the whole room was spinning so I close my eyes and walk blindly over to the sink which wasn’t a far distance for.But for me it still felt like I had walk miles I started by washing my mouth in the sink.I open my eyes to take a peak of myself and Eddie was gone,but he had left a bottle of water on the counter. He was getting so much better at picking things up and it scared me.It really scared me so fucking much .

I drank the whole bottle of water and decided to shower hoping I felt so much better.Walking over to the shower was the hardest thing I’ve ever done after failing attempts to walk I crawled over until I reached the glass door and open it enough so I could go in.I reach over to turn on the water making sure it was the right temperature.I don’t know how I did it had my eyes close doing everything blindly I took of my clothes tossing it out.i got up slowly to fix the water temperature but failed miserably and somehow the water started getting to a warm temperature that wasn’t too hot nor to cold and I know who might have done that but my head was spinning so much to open my eyes .

“Thank you Eddie .” I said softly

“I’ll be waiting for you outside Ari .” Was the last thing I heard before I fell asleep on the floor of the shower .

I don’t know how long I’ve been sleeping in the shower floor but I was rudely awoken By Eddie screaming in my ear .

“Eddie .” I whisper I open one eye to see him standing over me trying his best to pick me up .

“I’m sorry I swear I didn’t want to see but you took a long time and I came to check on you and you were on the floor .” I heard him say but I was too drunk to care right now that I was naked curled up in a ball on the shower floor .

Somehow I managed to get out of the shower and dried myself up and wrapped the towel around my body and headed upstairs to sleep.My eyes where Half open but I knew Eddie was following making sure I was ok .When I reached upstairs I took off my towel tossing it to the ground I had totally about Eddie being on back of me until I heard him gasp "Jesus Christ!!" right now i didn't care. I had a massive headache and I know tomorrow I’m going to regret it so i got in my bed completely naked and got under the covers closing my eyes .

“Goodnight Eddie .” I remember saying

"You're gonna be the death of me."I heard Eddie say before drifting to sleep....

Next chapter

[ladywinterwitch]

Run Away (Ten - Strangers)

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Avenger! Reader

Summary: You and Steve complete each other. Your love is that strong and devoted kind of love that pushes people to things like marriage, making a family. You couldn't imagine that a baby would be something you really wished, until the possibility wasn't your choice anymore.

Warnings: pregnancy talk, fluff, A N G S T, I think that's it??

Words Count: 3739

A/n: Next chapter is longer and INTENSE

Series masterlist , main masterlist

(GIF not mine)

Y/n and Steve ended up falling asleep, which was a bit embarassing especially on his part. In the end tho they woke up around two in the afternoon and were starving. You also thought about the fact that Helen must've already set in by now. After cleaning up a bit and getting redressed the two actually went to separate directions, Steve to the gym because he had a bunch of new recruits to train by three sharp, while Y/n was heading to the kitchen.

-FRIDAY, would you call up ms Simon for me?- she found Tony, Vision and Thor in the common room so she quickly greeted them.

-Hey guys, taking a break?- she smiled when Thor got up to greet her properly. He was such a physical and affectionate person. He reminded her of a golden retriever; huge, with long hair and a heart of gold. Your smile widened when he bent down to press his ear to her belly.

-Well yes darling, do you forget that aside from kicking some ass every now and then we're basically jobless?- Tony joked. Both he and Vision were looking at you two.

-How is your pregnancy going, Y/n?- Vision asked in his posh and polite manner. She tilted her head to the side. Thor still touching the smooth and round surface. She didn't mind at all.

-It's going smoothly, thank you. Tho if I have to be honest I can't wait to at least give birth. I love my belly but it's so complicated to live with. I also miss actually moving around and exiting the tower. I don't think I've ever been so still and babyed in my life.-

-If it was an easy job, God wouldn't have gave it to women.- they all turn around when you hear an unfamiliar voice, which they soon found out to be Helen's. Thor stands straight in all his tallness and gets in front of her protectively.

-Who are you?- he asks suspiciously. She put a hand on his arm to calm him down.

-It's okay, Thor. This is Helen Simon, she's my new midwife. The one me and Steve hired this morning.- her head turns quickly to Tony then back to Helen. Tony stands up, fixing the invisible fold in his tracksuit pants and smugly walks to the older woman.

-Stark. Tony Stark. I actually hired you, but I'll let the happy couple have the glory.- he joked and you shook your head amused. They shook hands and then Vision introduced himself as well. Thor just acknowleged her with a nod. It's not like the God of Thunder had to introduce himself.

-Okay guys, see you later. I'm starving so.- you decided to cut it, but obviously Tony had to sneak in a joke. Had to.

-I'm sure cap worn you out.- Thor, which didn't know what timing was, bless his heart, decided to burst out laughing. You rolled your eyes not looking back.

-Jealousy doesn't match with your shoes Anthony.- you clapped back, still hearing Thor laugh and Tony calling him out.

A few feet down the corridor there was the kitchen, and when Y/n finally tought that her and Helen could have a minute alone, they found Wanda intently reading a book while she mover her finger around to spin the teaspoon in a mug. She looked up when they entered the room. Her finger stopped working and so did the spoon, the faint magenta colored aura disappearing.

-Hello?- she said, tentatively. Y/n ignored her cold stare and walked to the fridge taking out the leftover chicken and some salad to mix.

-She's Helen, the midwife me and Steve talked about.- there was a subtle warning in Y/n's voice. She thought 'Be nice' in her mind, and when Wanda sighed she knew she read her mind.

-Nice to meet you. If you'll excuse m- - Wanda was about to get up from the stool but the old woman's voice stopped her.

-You aren't eating that chicken cold are you? How old is it?- she walked closer, grabbing the plastic box from her hands. Both her and Wanda were a little taken aback by her bluntness, and shared a look.

-Uh..Yeah? I was actually going to put it in the salad. And it's..I'm not sure, a couple of days old? Still perfectly fresh and untouched.- she answered trying to reassure her, but she wasn't having it at all.

-This isn't eating healthy. If you want a healthy baby you need to eat properly. I'll take care of your meals from now on. - she stated, putting the box aside. - The non pregnant teammates can risk getting sick with that chicken. - Wanda's gaze darkened and her eyes took a light shade of red.

-What's that supposed to mean, old lady? - Y/n saw her fingers starting to move around with the corner of her eye and put her own hand on hers.

-Helen didn't mean anything, Wanda. She just meant that I have to be extra careful in comparison to the rest of you, ok? Don't you have to be somewhere right now?- she asked in the most calm way. The last hting she needed was Wanda yeeting Helen out of the tower on the first day. Wanda closed and picked up her book and mug, walking towards the exit of the kitchen.

-I mean, I'd like to go to the terrace to chill, but I can't.- Y/n frowned while sitting on a stool. Meanwhile Helen had already started to inspect their whole frige.

-I can feel Bucky and his girl going at it so yeah, I did not plan to watch a live performance.- she choked on water and the old lady turned around with a rather disgusted face. Wanda just shrugged and left them. The girl turned towards the older woman with an awkward smile.

-Welcome I guess.- the short fake laugh was over as soon as Helen sat in front of her, her hands conjoined in front of her.

-This isn't good.- the girl shifted uncomfortably, then uncosciously starting to rub her belly as a sign of comfort.

-What isn't?- the lady sighed. -First off, there are way too many people here. This place is chaotic, the people aren't giving you the peace that you need. This isn't a baby-space. At all. I just looked into your frigde and there isn't a single thing ready or 100% healthy probably except vegetables. Y/n if you want to be a good mother and be healthy for your baby you need to change a few things.- her words at first irritated her, setting off her protectiveness towards the people she called family, but then as she went on, she made her feel little. Like a little girl who wasn't good enough. She sighed silently.

-What would you have me do then?- she asked. Helen shrugged, still mantaining her perfect posture.

-I'm not gonna suggest you to buy a new place, because where you'll live after the baby is born is your business, but..- she paused, -I can offer you to come live at my place for these last two months or so. I have a nice, peaceful place a little outside New York. I already had eight of my patients do this, it's not so absurd.- she explained like it was the most normal thing in the world. Y/n was listening, but she wasn't convinced. She decided that she had to think about it first. She had to know for sure that she was professional and competent.

-I don't know, Helen. I'll admit that it isn't the most tranquil place to live, but...these people are my family. They have always been by my side, pregnant or not. And what about Steve? The father of my firstborn?- she marked the last phrase, tilting her head to the side. A little habit she probably took from Wanda.

-Because they care about you. But in truth, tell me, aren't you feeling like a burden? Like you get into their business?- she mirrored the young woman's expression. Y/n didn't answer at first.

-You're really not going soft on this are you?- Helen released a dry laugh. Shook her head and paused before talking.

-Yes. I began working as a nurse unofficially when I was 13 years old, during the Prague Spring reforms in '68. The hospital was in short of nurses so.- she explained, -That time wasn't easy. Not that the one before it and after it wasn't, that is. You either grow a thick skin or you don't survive.- Y/n felt for her, as she had a very similar destiny. First she doesn't know how she ended up in an orphanage, and then when she was fifteen and nobody took her, they kicked her out. She was homeless for a year until SHIELD recruited her, and the rest is history.

The older woman got up and took some vegetables, washed them and then placed them down to slice them. Y/n got up as well and started helping. She eyed the fresh eggs, so she guessed that Helen wanted to make a quick frittata.

-How did you end up in America? As midwife, nonetheless.- she asked.

-Why most foreign people come to America? Certainly not the food.- The woman responded with a slight hint of irony. The girl chuckled.

-Touché.-

-In any case, I've been here more than half of my live, moved many states mainly for my own choice. Being a private midwife pays decently.- she paused to dump the sliced vegetables into a pan with a little oil and salt.

-I became one because I was fascinated by the whole process that the woman's body goes through both before, during and after birth. I assisted two of my older sisters, and in the end ended up doing it as a job.- Y/n nodded, listening.

-That's actually amazing. But if I can ask, you do not have kids yourself?-

-No. Didn't have the possibility at first. Then decided that just it was my profession but not my future. No regrets.- she answered even tho the girl could sense that something was off. She decided not to intrude.

Silence fell between them while they were cooking, and the younger woman took the popularity to think about what she said. The woman was practical, a bit harsh maybe. But she also had a lot of experience. She didn't like the thought of leaving her family, but she had to admit that she often felt like a burden lately. More than once someone stayed behind to look after her, and even tho they didn't seem to mind at all, she did. She wasn't used to being so pampered and looked after, and sometimes she almost felt suffocated. Guess that spending many years of your life having to take care of yourself takes a toll on you.

She didn't want to decide anything without talking it out with Steve first. And it wouldn't be permanent, just for the last couple months or so, until she had the baby. If she really thought about it maybe she needed some time to reconnect with herself, to learn how to take care of her baby in the best way possible. Even the stupidest thing like cold chicken could potentially make her sick, and it was such a small thing. But that doesn't change the fact that she didn't knew. She wasn't one of those moms who surrounded herself with books teaching her every do's and don'ts, but at this point insecurity was kicking in. The last thing she would ever want was to be a bad mother even before actually becoming one.

-

Between a baby shop and another, and a whole new diet including an embarrassing amount of tea, Y/n finished her eight month of pregnancy. She was feeling as tired and as big as ever. Helen actually helped a lot both with the cooking, the health tips and with the shopping. She actually sobbed when they bought the crib. Both because she was emotional, a bit because hormones and also because Steve was again away on a mission. The whole team was actually. They had new leads in the Hungarian case and another completely different mission in South Korea, a tough one. So it required the whole team split up. That was the fist time Y/n was left alone since she knew she were pregnant. It all went smoothly, the tower actually felt quiet for once.

Y/n and Helen had found a nice dynamic, and most of the time spent time in a comfortable silence, each doing their thing. A downside that she wasn't realizing was the distance that was slowly creeping from her to the team. They didn't really like the midwife that much, Wanda, Thor and Bucky especially didn't like her at all. But Y/n felt for her, she felt like she knew her better than them so she often took her side, which hurt them back.

Steve on the other hand wasn't realizing it almost at all. All he cared about was his wife being healthy and that she got along with the midwife. They didn't sleep together often anymore, due to the fact that he was often away and she was constantly tired. Bruce did warn her at the beggining that this 'enhanced' baby would've probably tired her out, and it did at first but then she was feeling very well. She and Helen both blamed it on the tiredness of the pregnancy as a whole.

The last straw was when some of the guys, specifically Sam, Thor and Peter, whom didn't live at the tower and was rarely involved in missions because of Tony, went to see them and in some way, nobody actually know how, they made a whole ass hole in the floor above the library. Fate wanted that Y/n and Helen were reading just a few feet away. If they were just a bit closer to the door, they would've been hit by the pavement pieces.

Helen gasped and jumped out of her seat, book still in her hand by the corner. The younger woman on the other hand was more mad than anything.

She rose from the armchair, struggling a bit and marched towards the now destroyed door. The damage wasn't so bad, but it was still damage and it could've been way worse. She was fuming.

-Y/n! Shit are you okay? - Sam yelled from above. The three guys looking down from the hole they created.

-I'm so sorry it wasn't me! It was Thor! - Peter joined in and caused the God to respond, and from that a whole lot of mess arose.

The people who weren't on a mission, which were Wanda, Bucky and Tony, came running.

Y/n didn't know where to look and all of a sudden started felling a bit suffocated. She brought a hand to her forehead, distubed by the chaos arouns her.

-Stop! Fucking stop it! - she yelled, groaning from frustration. Everyone stopped talking while the girl started to feel her eyes prickle with tears of frustration.

-Why is never, ever a single day if peace in here? There's always someone around, making a mess, making noise, complaining- - she almost stumbled on a piece of ceiling that had fallen, but Bucky and Tony were right behind her and helped her stabilize herself, but she shoved them off.

-Leave me be!- she exclaimed frustrated. She huffed, trying to take a deep breath. -I'm moving out.- a chorus of 'What' arose. Bucky stepped forward and grabbed her wrist gently.

-What are you talking about?- his eyes showed confusion and panic.

-And when would have you decided this stupid thing?- Tony crossed his arms and went straight up 'Tony Stark' on her. Y/n rolled her eyes, ignoring both questions and walked out of the now damaged library. Helen followed suit.

-At least wait for Steve to return!- Wanda said. Thor jumped down, through the new hole in the ceiling and followed her like the others.

-Y/n, we're sorry! Look, I'm gonna fix the ceiling myself okay? Please don't go- Y/n's ached to see them upset, but she was tired. Too tired. She was afraid that if she had stayed more than she could withstand, their relationships could've been ruined. That was the last thing she wanted. She didn't knew exactly what was that overwhelmed her so much. She felt constantly tired and in pain, all the noise, number of people..it had become just too much. She needed to finish this pregnancy alone, or at least in a more quiet place.

She stopped in her tracks and exhaled silently. Her eyes passed through everyone in the room. Even in that moment, they were decimated because of the mission, yet there were still eight people in the room. When normally it would've been around 15. That's too many people.

-It's not your fault. It's not anyone's fault, specifically. I just.. I feel overwhelmed. There's too much going on here at the tower. And for me it's like seeing life go on without being able to do anything. I need some space, okay? It won't be forever. Hell, if everything goes well it's gonna be a month, at best. But I really, really need a break. I am going to pack and leave by afternoon, when Steve returns, just send him to the address that I'll leave for him. Okay? I love you guys, you're my family and I wouldn't be where I am today without you. Its just temporary.- she smiled softly, trying not to get emotional. Wanda was visibly upset, on the verge of crying. The others just looked sad, maybe disappointed. But nobody said anything, so she turned her heels and went straight to her room.

-

By five pm she and Helen were already gone. The older woman called them a cab, the driver took care of their stuff and then they were gone. Y/n was silent during most of the trip, both because of the extreme tiredness and sadness. She never changed home since she moved to the tower. She also thought about what she would tell Steve. She knew she couldn't contact him, so she didn't. They had left two days prior, so it was a bit early to know when he'll be coming home. But she knew a hundred percent that he would've gotten to her even before going home.

The two women were headed to the older one's house, which was in Avalon, New Jersey. Helen had told her about her beach house, quite far from the city. Y/n did actually fall asleep after the first hour or so, they had around three in total so she didn't worry about not waking up. By her surprise though, she did sleep throughout the whole trip, and yet, she was still tired. In those days her head gave her particular discomfort, so any noise at all really disturbed her.

Helen woke her up gently when they arrived, the she helped her get out of the car. Meanwhile the driver, which was a quite young man, probably around her age, which was 27, with curly black hair, stubble and dark green eyes, took their luggage off of the trunk.

-That's all. Have a nice stay.- he smiled slightly. Y/n frowned, what about the money?

-How much do we owe you?- she asked sweetly. He waved his hand dismissively, going back in the driver's seat.

-The lady already paid me, I'm ok. Bye.- he waved goodbye and drove off. Y/n and Helen dragged the luggage insider her villa, by which the girl definitely was taken aback.

-You didn't tell me that you live in a Villa?-

-Maybe, but I did tell you that being a private midwife pays well. I also need space if I want to take people living with me.- she explained. The first thing that you could see was the huge open space which showed a not exaggeratedly large living room with a window door on the right, on the left there was the kitchen and in the middle a staircase.

It wasn't very decorated, but the light palette of the whole place defines had a calming effect. Y/n was so used to the high rise and high technology of the Avengers tower that she had almost forgot how nice and intimate a normal house could be.

Helen showed y/n around a little, then ended up in the spare room, which had a large bed, a balcony and some essential forniture pieces such as a wardrobe, a vanity, a full length mirror, an armchair.

-This is really nice, Helen.- she smiled tiredly, caressing her big belly while she walked around. But as she was walking towards the balcony, she had a slight attack of vertigo, and her knees buckle for a second. The woman was at her side in a few seconds, helping her onto the bed. Y/n huffed, the back of her hand on her eyes.

-Why am I so shitty? I was pretty good until a few months ago.- she whined, and Helen shook her head while she stroked her arm.

-Every pregnancy is different, Y/n. You're just tired, from the car and that chaotic place.- the disdain in her voice didn't really pleased Y/n, but she didn't say anything. She didn't have the strength and besides, it's not like she was particularly liked at the tower anyway.

-I'll get you a tea, be right back.- Y/n chuckled.

-I drank more of your Hungarian tea than water in the last months.- Helen pulled a tight smile.

-Well, it is a traditional recipe for pregnant women. Not that you seem to mind it either.- the girl relaxed her eyes and discarded her sneakers to the ground.

-No, it has a peculiar taste but not bad.-

-Good.- and with that she left the girl alone. Helen went down the stairs, and turned on the stove to warm some water. She then opened a drawer, forcing the wood layer to come up by using her fingernails, pulling out an old fashioned phone.

She went to the contacts and dialed the only one there was. She waited a few minutes, when someone picked up.

-Igen?-

-Közeledünk. Készülj fel.- she said, hanging up.

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Translation from Hungarian: ‘Yes?’ ‘We’re close. Get ready.’

Hiii, this is quite a short chapter but I wanted to end it with ✨ suspense ✨ the next one tho is gonna be way longer. Lastly, friendly reminder that my taglist and my ask inbox are open!

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Taglist : @polarcrystall @a--1--1--3  @jessyballet​

[fakeloveaskblog]

(Hi, me again. The comment about Virgil’s thing being longer then the rest of them make me realise it’s been exactly a month since I put in an ask for him. I’m going to rectify that now.)

I’m going to make a Tupperware full of spaghetti bolognaise appear in Virgil’s fridge with a sticky note attached to it, that’s folded over so it can’t be accidentally read but has to be unfolded first. It says “Hope you are having a nice time.” He should probably know who sent it, although, wouldn’t it be hilarious with him running around madly trying to figure out who and how someone would put it in his fridge.

I tried to keep the note vague enough that even if his mum reads it she would probably just assume Virgil was given it by a friendly neighbour or something. Although she has seen me before I gave my word to stop the supernatural stuff while she was visiting and while this technically counts as ghostly interference I did try to keep it subtle. Unless Dot happens to be looking in the fridge when the Tupperware appeared she should be none the wiser.

Glow Eyes

Right around the time the pot of spaghetti bolognese appeared in the fridge Virgil got home from work. He kicked his shoes off and rubbed his tired eyes while stumbling into the apartment. The stench of mold and cigarette ash hit him.

"Ma?" He called out.

"Just finishing some dishes honey" Dot replied from the kitchen.

The kitchen sink that had been overfilled with dirty dishes had been reduced to just a cup or two. Even though Virgil was much taller than Dot by now he still leant his forehead against her arm like a little kid.

"You didn't have to clean ma"

"It's nothing sweetie! How are you going to clean up this place if you don't even have the space to get yourself a hardy meal!" She jokingly poked at his rib "Look at you! You're nothing but skin and bone!"

"You say that like literally every time you see me"

"Well then it must have some truth to it! Did you tell your therapist you haven't been able to clean lately?"

"It was a lot to go through in an hour. I think I maybe mentioned it. I'll mention it next time for sure ma"

"I think there are social workers who clean apartments for those in ne-"

"I don't wanna bother them. there are people who need it more" Virgil interrupted.

Dot put away the last cup and dish brush "If you say so honey. I'm feeling for a walk right about now. Want to come with? It's not everyday I'm in the big city!"

Virgil gave his best exhausted sigh "Woooorkkk. Tiiirreeed. Bleegh"

"Right" She patted his cheek "Well rest up honey I'll be back in an hour or so"

Soon enough Dot had left and the apartment went back to being eerily quiet. Virgil made an attempt at cleaning. He picked up some trash from the couch he was using as a bed while she was staying over. He even thought about getting a mop out. He did actually wipe the kitchen top and table down so the cigarette ash wouldn't keep darkening the wood.

It was something and he thought he deserved a break after it. He opened the fridge and found the meal you had left for him. He read the sticky note before looking around but no one beside him was in the room.

"Wow I wonder who could have left this" He muttered out sarcastically "Could it be the glowing creature who won't leave me alone. Hmm. Truly a mystery for the ages"

He grabbed the tupperware and a fork before going out to the balcony. The balcony had a lone plastic chair on it and a just as plastic table. Before eating any of your delicious food though he lit a cigarette and watched as the smoke rose up into the warming spring air.

Each year that went by it felt more and more pathetic to smoke. He wondered if he would become one of those 65 year old men smoking between breaks at work and he shuddered. He wondered if he would ever change.

"I'm just gonna assume you're here somewhere you little freak" He suddenly said "Or else I'm just rambling to the wind I guess. My ma is leaving in a few days just so you know. I guess I like appreciate you not going all ghost invasion on her or whatever. She was just here to make sure I went to my therapy session anyway. Which I have and-"

He leant back in the chair and took a long drag from the cigarette. He rubbed his eyes and dragged his fingers through his short hair.

"It feels so fucking weird that I feel all fucked up when I tell someone how I hurt Remy. That's now how it's supposed to work y'know?" He let the ash crumble down into the ash cup on the table "I've only had one session so far so my psych isn't sure 'bout it yet but she's talking about either getting me on anxiety meds or into some sort of anger management or a mix of both...which I'm not against I guess...if it helps I guess...."

He put out the cigarette and took a bite of the pasta bolognese. His eyes lit up a little from how delicious it was but obviously he didn't say anything.

"She also said" He continued with pasta still in his mouth "The psych I mean. She said it sounded like I had been 'codependent' or whatever for so long I couldn't take being lonely and she suggested I'd get like an animal? Not like a service animal 'cause those are expensive as hell my guy...just like a little dude to keep me company...I dunno...I'm not really good at taking care of myself and I'm too anxious to leave my home often...I dunno"

He took another bite of the paste before turning to where he had imagined you were sitting.

"You think I'd be good with a pet? Like honestly? Fuck which pet would I even want?"

[multifandom-girlie]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐝

Imagine: Your his maid and things get a little heated when your outfit gets a little small.

Pairing: Daniel Gillies x Female!Reader

Warning: Rough Fuck, Overstimulation, Edging, Teasing, Aftercare.

A/N: For my girl @njeancastro316​ and my girlies in the group chat !!

I had just finished sweeping the kitchen floor when I saw the couple of glasses next to the sink. As it was my job, I quickly washed them up and heard the front door open. My boss walked into the kitchen, when I was drying the glasses and putting them away. He threw his keys on the island and huffed. I was just spraying some product on the side when I realised that Mr Gillies was speaking to me.

“Y/N, would you mind just getting me a glass of water please.”

I smiled at him and grabbed a glass before walking to the fridge to use the water dispenser as it was filtered and the tap water wasn't.

“Of course, Mr Gillies.”

“Y/N, I've told you multiple times to call me Daniel.”

“and I've told you, that I'm working so it seems wrong since your my boss.”

“Yes but I'm not particularly bossy to you am I ?”

“Well, no but that's not the point.”

“Then what is ?”

I giggled and passed him the glass of water.

“Nevermind...Mr Gillies.”

I turned back around to continue my work. I sprayed the product on the counter and started wiping it down. It was annoying he was home so early today because I was allowed to come in later because I had a birthday party to go to. So I didn't have time to outfit change, it felt nicer though too not have to wear uniform. Just my flowy skirt and an off the shoulder crop top. 

He pushed his glass next to the sink, knowing I would wash it in a minute. Whilst I was cleaning the counter next to the sink, he used our new found closeness to his advantage and pressed up against me to reach into the cupboard above. I couldn't just stop, he'd know he got to me. So I carried on cleaning the counter but putting more back into it so I could maybe make him squirm. I leaned over the counter a little more, which pressed more of my ass into his crotch. It felt good but I didn't want to break first. 

He chuckled deeply as he closed the cupboard after not finding what he needed and moved all my hair to the other side of my neck. He positioned his face just above my ear and moved it down whilst I was still cleaning the counter, just at a slower pace. He pressed kisses down my neck and I let out a slight breath along with a giggle.

“Mr Gillies, surely as my boss this is innapropriate ?”

“Well, your not exactly pushing me away....”

“I should be. What about your wife ?”

“We split up ages ago.”

“What ?”

“She’s just been staying here because we still haven't told the kids.”

“Oh, sorry.”

“You don't have to be. Just know there's nothing stopping us now....except your stubborness.”

I giggled and turned around grabbing his neck and pulling him into a long and passionate french kiss. I arched my back so the whole bottom half of my body was pressed against him and my top was slightly pulled away. The lengths of hair that Daniel had pushed to the other side of my neck, now ran all down my back...tickling his finger tips as they clutched at my lower back. 

He walked closer to the counter and pushed me against it gently, just before trailing his hands down to my ass and grabbing it before squeezing, adding more lust to the kiss we were sharing. After a minute or so, he clutched my ass once again allowing me to educate his hands were still there. Then not a second after, he lifted me off the ground and sat me on the island counter. I wrapped my arms tighter around his neck, since the height between us was now realtively similar give or take a few inches. His hands were now resting on my thighs, travelling upwards gradually over the minutes we spent making out on the kitchen counter. 

The skirt surrounding my most private of parts, was now bunched at my waist leaving my red Lacy thong to show. He left his hands to rest on my thighs whilst he kissed down my neck and collarbone. Suddenly, he then raised his hands and pulled my top down past my breasts. Making me feel exposed. He smirked and then instantly latched his hands around my breasts and lips on my nipple, massaging them gently with his tounge. Whilst his mouth was focused on my chest, his hands wondered downstairs and rubbed me teasingly through the thin fabric of my panties. My moans getting louder, starting to echo through the already echoey kitchen.

Once he eventually pulled away from me, he spun my body around and pressed himself into my ass. As I was bent straight over the island counter. I stood up straight as he started to lift my skirt again. I then voiced my thoughts.

“No....”

“No ?”

I grabbed his hand and turned him around, so I could push him against the counter instead. I rushed the sweatpants down his legs and saw his decsion to go commando myself. His length springing upwards hitting my chin and then resting quietly in his abdomen. I grabbed it slowly and he took his shirt off rather quickly. I started to move my hand up and down his uniquely big cock and position my head to allow myself to lick the underside, whilst looking up at him. I focused primarily on the tip. Every so often, licking the slit of penis where pre cum was resting. The taste creating a few angelic like moans to erupt from my throat, vibrating through his large cock and inching him closer to orgasam. I kept pushing myself to keep going depite myself getting wet and needing attention. I gagged myself and we both moaned in sync. Nose brushing up against his v line.

I pulled away and he pulled me towards him to kiss him. I kissed back and forced myself to pull away so I could wrap my lips around him again. I started sucking harder and faster and then pulled away and used my hand at the same pace. Once he started getting closer, he pulled me hand away and placed it in between my breasts and started thrusting upwards, getting himself off. He leaned down to me and kissed my lips whilst thrusting faster. The silence of the kitchen broken by my moans and his hips slapping against my breasts. 

He stopped thrusting and kissed me more passionately before I pulled away and began to suck him off once again, twisting my hand around his cock as I did so. I started getting him off alot faster than I was so he would reach his finish. As soon as I felt him about too, I stopped and stood up. I walked away whilst readjusting my top and continued cleaning the counter like nothing had happened. He stormed over to me, his feet slapping against the floor and I turned around before he reached me.

“No, you can't do that !”

I thought about it for his sake only.

“Uh actually I can because I did....”

His hand grabbed my jaw and forced me to kiss him again. Not being able to resist, I did kiss back. His hand grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me to bend over the counter. The fabric of my skirt was pooled by our feet and my thong was ripped the moment he lost control. I wasn’t expecting him of all people to be so rough sexually but I'm not complaining. Although he did surprise me further. He wasn't as gentle anymore and plunged into me without allowing me to adjust. Luckily, although he was the biggest I've ever had...it wasn't that long until I did finally adjust.

“Fuck...Daniel. I don't think I can hold off much longer.”

“Don’t you dare Y/N.”

I released more powerful moans as I was struggling to keep the pleasure I was being put through in. I knew that if I let go now, he would keep going and I'd cry about overstimulation and I dont particularly feel like doing that today so I listened to him. His hips snapped against my ass as he plunged in and out of me. My eyes stretched wider as he sunk himself fully inside, now this is proof I've never had sex with someone so big. I started feeling like I needed to cry because of overstimulation from holding it in. To make matters worse he started to you with my clit whilst doing so. I felt like losing it completely. I didn't even feel like I exsisted. He was quite literally fucking me into my own Oblivion....and God did it feel insane. There's no words. 

“Daniel I c-"

“Hold it !”

He thrusted harder and to punish me for begging, shoved himself balls deep inside of me quite literally. I'm glad he decided to though. My fingers gripped the counter top and I screamed still trying to hold it in and a tear rolled down my face. 

“Y/n ?”

I moaned and nodded and yes at him.

“Let go for me beautiful.”

I screamed in relief and pleasure and couldn't even comprehend the heaven I was just sent too. I tried standing up but I was a little too weak. Daniel sat me on the counter -juices still dripping down my legs- before he grabbed me some chocolate and an ice cold glass of water and cleaned us both up until I was able to stand up normally and without help once again. I slipped on my skirt and finished my glass. He grabbed my glass and put it in the sink before kissing me on the cheek, slapping me on the bum and placing my money and a big tip on the counter. Then he walked off to the bathroom and I left. Feeling better about having to wake up to got to Daniel Gillies house everyday, if that was the treatment I'd get. 

OUTFIT

MASTERLIST

[katsukikitten]

Wholesome Frat AU, Clearly aged up, college au, main characters are Bakugou, Kirishima, Denki, Sero, Jiro, Mina, and of course you my dear reader. Sexual themes, mentions of drugs and booze through out.

AHEM

Chapter 1

Denki lies upside down off his bed, staring at his phone when another invite to a party comes through. It's from a classmate he shares notes with and one of the few non toxic dudes on campus. A smile forms on his face, his fingers ready to fly across the screen to confirm his Friday night to be golden and one to remember. 

Or maybe wish to remember as alcohol and maybe some weed numb his senses. 

But then the location comes through, a frat house that's notorious for ignorance and low key rape culture. He turns it down claiming to study and sighs. Staring at his shared four walls from the top bunk. 

"What's going on with you? No one wants you to keep their bed warm tonight?" Sero teases passing him up a beer before starting the next round of his game. Preferring to get buzzed and troll in Apex lobbies than find somewhere to be tonight.  

Their phones buzz at the same time, Kirishima coming through on the group chat. 

Big Red 🦈 : Any plans tonight boys?

Boomboi 💣 : Fuck off, busy. 

Tape dispenser 🎞 : Apex

Zaptos ⚡: got invited to a party but location is sus af. You bro? 

Big Red 🦈 : Yikes 😬 Keepin some ladies safe. Don't like the scene here…

Tape dispenser 🎞 : Same

Zaptos ⚡: Same

Boomboi 💣:  FUCK OFF!

Denki and Sero both smirk at their phones before moving on with their Friday night with small talk of Instagram stories and received risque snapchats. As the beer fridge gets dwindles  their thoughts seem to grow. 

"Okay, listen. Here me out!" Denki says as if Sero would ever come off defensive. He finishes his eighth beer before continuing. 

"What if we started our own frat? Like...like a fucking wholesome one." 

"Dude not only does that sound impossible but what would we call ourselves?" Sero chuckles nursing his seventh beer. Denki pauses for a moment, trying to think of something, anything great. 

"Alpha Kappa Wholesome." He smiles, "Yea that's it!"

Sero laughs from his bottom bunk earning an angry faced Denki to put half of his body over the side of his bed. 

"I'm serious man! We could kick out whoever doesn't match our values. This college is supposed to be about making 'lasting connections' with fellow heroes! How are we supposed to do it when we are cooped up in our tiny dorm!" He gestures to their cramped room. A set of bunk beds and desks with their TV and shared dresser on the far wall. Sero looks around, this sure as hell wasn't like the dorms at UA that's for sure. 

"Okay well two people isn't enough for a frat, man." Sero lets the dream die before it can bloom, running a hand through his raven hair. Denki scrunches up his face before he remembers where his crush stays.  It's as if a light bulb lit up atop his upside down head. He jolts himself falling from the top bunk crashing into the empty beer bottle. They clink in protest but thankfully non break, just roll beneath the bottom bunk. 

"But there is a sorority of only four and we have four friends in our group!" 

Denki decides now is a good time to face time them. Kirishima answers first with a shout that he's gonna step outside, the roaring party and flashing lights die behind the shutting door while Bakugou is illuminated by the light of his screen glaring into the camera while a meek looking girl hides. 

"This better be fucking good." Bakugou growls. 

After an hour and a half of screaming Denki finally convinces Bakugou that sharing a house with the three of them as opposed to a rando was a much better idea. Reminding him that he had done it for three years in highschool surely he could last two more. He agrees but refuses to help argue with the dean meanwhile Kirishima is GLOWING with excitement over the idea formulating with his sober mind the best way to handle the notorious harsh Dean. 

It takes petitions, several meetings and almost til the spring break to come down to this, the final meeting. Bakugou, who has attended every meeting and true to his word has said nothing. Denki nervous as a sinner in church, Sero who's sweating bullets and Kirishima all sit in the room with the board, treasury and the Dean in a final meeting of sorts. 

Kirishima gulps and before he can explain the benefits the frat will have to offer the Dean stops him with a simple show of his hand. Taking a report from the secretary of treasury to look over, he just needed the monetary excuse to back up his favorite word. 

"No." He clears his throat, "Unfortunately funds are too low to be able to support another fraternity." The Dean leaves it at that not even bothering to offer they join something preexisting. 

Three of the four men accept defeat, mentally communicating that they did a good job trying. But the fourth man dreamed of his own room, of his own space to do as he pleased. And all without threat of being charged with murder. Although the fourth man would never admit that the reason he spoke up wasn't totally about the room, it was the look of defeat, anguish on his friends faces that had the room heating up a degree or two and smelling heavily of boiling sugar. 

"Oi, toupee." The hot head let's his seat fall back to all fours, fixing the Dean a withering look, "You said something about not enough money huh?" 

The Dean swallows thickly carefully thinking out his next sentence. 

"Why, Yes its…." Bakugou interrupts before the Dean can even finish his thought. 

"Pretty sure I'm the reason this campus is gonna be swarming with fucking no name extras next year." Katsuki's smile widens as his hand pops, "If you deny this request with the money I'm making you then I'll participate in the university sports festival with another college's across my fucking chest." 

The Dean visibly sweats, Bakugou really was a hard student to land. His brash attitude and unapologetic behavior was popular among the younger generation bringing with it an influx of applicants and donations. It hadn't even been 24 hours since his announcement did it crash the admin and donation site. He panics, not even sure if there is any real estate available on or around campus in order for him to legally allow this fraternity to flourish. As if reading his mind the secretary of grounds offers him a file, an old run down home within a decent walking distance of the main campus. The Dean exhales the breath he didn't realize he was holding. 

"Let's not act so rash. It has just come to my attention that we have some extra funding to be able to purchase a place for you all…" He looks over the file, he hopes this is enough to placate the hot head, "But it will need some old fashioned sweat equity, if we can secure it. The town has been kind enough to offer us first dibs to real estate within a certain radius of campus and if they like our offer you hardworking men will have your 'Alpha Kappa Wholesome home." 

"They better like your offer." Is all Bakugou says before standing, "We get the keys in a month, got it?"

He doesn't give the Dean time to rebuttal, he just leaves while the other shocked three follow suit. It isn't until they are in the courtyard does their excitement hit them all at once.

"HOLY SHIT BAKUBRO ALWAYS COMING IN ON THE FUCKING KLUTCH!" Denki shouts, tackling Bakugou into a hug, Sero and then Kirishima wrap their arms around the yelling hot head who threatens to blow them up. 

"I owe you a fucking drink!" Kirishima shouts lifting the group and twirling them  

"OI OI OI SHITTY HAIR PUT ME DOWN!" 

After that promised drink and a month of waiting the four musketeers stand before their new home. The house is trashed, easily a short sale of a foreclosure as the rent went higher but their wages stayed low. The amount of work to make this place semi decent was going to be astronomical at best. 

Bakugou is thoroughly unimpressed, scoffing as Denki runs up the porch. The vision is clear in the electric blonde's head. The massive porch is clean, with a swing and some chairs, string lights hanging from the wooden ceiling while the half wrapped around, second story porch is draped in endless artificial star light cloaking the house in cozy warmth. 

Dneki opens the front door and plume of dust rushes out around him, the other two follow suit. Taking the steps two at a time as they rush into the house. Harsh garnet stares after them before glancing at their luggage. He decides to leave it all stepping inside. 

Their imaginations run rampant as they stand beneath the large archway to the main living room while Bakugou begins to second guess opening his mouth. That or getting more money from the Dean. Before displeasure can leave the hot head his friends turn to face him, their eyes shining and smiles stretched wide, wide enough it begins to hurt Bakugou's own cheeks. They encourage him to step into the home more, telling him what will go where. For a moment his smile is soft, tender as he looks at these three idiots seeing the bright side of everything before he steels back into his normal self.

"Oi! Quick acting all googly eyed. We've got a lot of work to do and a lot of fucking money to raise." 

The four friends spend majority of their spring term picking rooms and doing basic cleaning. Bringing only one of the two full bathrooms up to par, trying their best to keep up with the old big house. Even after all of them picked their rooms there were still three bedrooms and a den with a door left. They brain stormed adding recruits but Bakugou shot the idea down despite Sero being elected the president of the frat. 

Spring boils into summer, bringing with it the promise of cold hard cash. Bake sales and lunch deals thanks to Bakugou's cooking skills brought in a large amount of income, so did the odd jobs Kirishima, Denki, and Sero found themselves doing. Still they find themselves short.

"Shirtless carwash!" Denki announces earning a glare from Bakugou. Kirishima pipes up before the idea is blasted sky high. 

"Think of the money man. The community around here is soccer mom's and freshly graduated college kids and I don't know about yall but when I go for a run or hit up the corner store after a good run I'm being stared at." 

"That's a valid point Bakugou. I've seen how they flock to you for baked goods, they've been staring at your arms and eyes man." Sero adds voting yes to the idea making it three to one. 

Just as Kirishima said, woman and even some men, flock to the area for a car wash. Some even coming back twice in one day! The cash flow is good but still a bit lacking. Denki wipes the sweat from his brow as he wonders how they will get enough to be able to get decent light fixtures and a working fridge in the dorm. Let alone anything aside from a blown up mattress and folding chairs in the living room. He scrolls through his social media on his break and comes across the miracle he has been asking for. 

A lovely summer picture of four women in bikinis, three of them his housemates have lived with before. Mina Ashido, Jiro Kyoka,  Ochako Uraraka, and then there is the new woman, you.

But what makes the picture that much sweeter isn't even the content itself, no it's that gorgeous caption just beneath it. 

"BASIC BITCH CAR WASH! Help us raise money for an apartment so our sorority doesn't get disbanded!" 

An idea formulates in the electric blondes head so quickly he thinks sparks fly from his ears. A dangerous smile forms on Denki Kaminari's lips. 

[devilatmydoor]

love is fatal I part 9

a/n; i hope you are all having a great week! stay safe and well- body, mind and soul. let me know what you think in the tags, my dms & ask! 

message me if you want to be part of my taglist for future parts!! 

previous parts - 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 

word count; 4.4k+

warning; puuure fluff 

Pitch black skies surrounded them as she parked her car looking at Calum. She took her seatbelt off and stared at him in awe, he went above and beyond sticking up for her. She’d never met someone who willingly got in a fight about her. He spent the entire evening by her side, dancing with her and telling her how beautiful she was. It was something to get used to his affection and an evident soft spot for her.

They both got out of the car followed by her locking it as he waited for her, grabbing her hand as they walked to the front door. He unlocked the door and opened it letting her in first. He closed the door behind her as she took off her shoes and looked at him before she could ask what Calum wanted he said softly,

“Can you stay here tonight?”

“Of course, you want to change clothes?” She smiled as she grabbed his hand.

“Oh absolutely.” He smiled as they walked towards his room. They got to the doorway when they both giggled at Duke laying on Calum’s bed.

“Someone missed you.” She smiled as she let go of his hand and started unbuttoning his shirt, she felt his eyes on her as her hands rested on his exposed chest. “On the drive back I realized I didn’t thank you for coming with me tonight and sticking up for me as you did.”

“I thought you were scared of me because you were so quiet.”

“You make me feel safe.” She breathed as she looked in his eyes, she wasn’t sure if he was crying but his eyes were glossy.

“I won’t let anyone hurt you.”

She pecked his lips and kissed his nose, “I know you won’t.”

She finished helping him change out of his clothes as he put a tank top and stayed in his boxers. He grabbed a shirt for her and kissed her forehead, “I’m gonna get some water.”

She smiled as she kissed his cheek before he left her in the room, she quickly changed into his shirt and walked down the hallway. She pulled her phone out of her purse before setting it on the couch, she opened Spotify and played the song her and Calum danced to earlier. He turned around and smiled at her.

“Dance with me.”

He wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his head on her shoulder as her arms hugged his waist. They swayed back and forth slowly as she could feel his hot breath on her skin. She held him tight as she softly sang along to the lyrics as he held on to her tightly. Once the song finished, Never Let Me Go by Florence + the Machine started and he slowly stood up straight while his hands held her waist.

“I like this song.”

She smiled before pecking his lips softly wrapping her arms around his neck, “It’s one of my favorites.”

He smiled as he pressed his forehead against hers as they swayed back and forth, she softly yawned as the next song played followed by Calum giggling.

“Are you tired, angel?” She nodded and he kissed her forehead, “Let’s cuddle in my bed hmm?”

She smiled as he led them to his bedroom, their fingers intertwined as they walked. He slowly let go of her hand as she climbed into his bed so he could turn off the light, he climbed in and laid his head down on her lap. She gently massaged his scalp while running her fingers through his curls. She continued to softly massage his scalp as he softly snored, she smiled as she leaned against the headboard and closed her eyes. Minutes that felt like hours passed as he slept in her lap, she sat still to make sure he got the rest he desperately needed.

“Veronica!” His voice scared and he slowly looked up and sat up to look in her eyes.

“I’m right here, what happened?” She asked as her hand rested on his cheek.

“I had a dream you left me for Jaiden.” He muttered and she couldn’t believe the words that were falling out of his mouth.

“Oh Calum,” She mused as she caressed his cheek. “Where did this come from?”

“He said you’d come crawling back to him, among other things.” He admitted as he looked down.

She lifted his chin gently so his eyes would meet her, “He’s delusional. There’s no way I’d leave you for him. What else did he say?”

“He said that something happened between you and Grayson.” He said as his eyes widened.

“Something did happen between me and Grayson but we were 16. We were tired of everyone telling us to date so we tried to kiss and it was so weird.” She explained, “I now see why you punched him.”

“I couldn’t help it.”

“I know.” She smiled before holding his face in her hands before kissing his lips softly repeatedly between giggles and soft whispers.

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The aroma of coffee alarmed her as her eyes slowly opened, the sunshine peeking through the blinds as she slowly turned around to see him sleeping. She slowly got out of his bed and grabbed the first sweater she could find and threw it on before tiptoeing out of his room and down the hallway.

She walked to the cupboard and grabbed a mug for Calum and set it under the Keurig that was brewing fresh coffee. She opened the fridge to find eggs and milk, she set it on the counter top before closing the fridge.

“Baby? Have you seen my-” She heard Calum yell as he walked down the hallway, “Never mind, you’re wearing it.”

She giggled as he walked into the kitchen, “It’s so comfy.”

“I know! That’s why I was looking for it.” He smiled as he kissed her cheek, “Looks better on you anyway.”

She blushed as her eyes met his, “I was gonna make you breakfast in bed but you woke up.”

“You left,” He pouted, she softly kissed his pout before giggling, “One more.”

She kissed his lips and he grabbed her hips and kissed her slowly and sweetly as she rested her hands on his warm chest. They stood there and kissed until she remembered she had to go home to work the night shift.

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He sighed as he checked his phone for the second time in an hour to see if Veronica texted him; he hadn’t seen her in almost 4 days and he was missing her. He finished organizing his desk as he sat up straight in his chair before stepping out of his office. Micheal and Tucker were at the front desk as he smiled walking up to them.

“There’s lover boy.” Tucker teased as he giggled cuing Michael to laugh as Calum rolled his eyes playfully. 

“You guys are jealous I have someone to go to Palm Springs with.” 

“We are, a timeshare in palm springs sounds amazing. I got your request for next month in the books.” Micheal chimed in. 

“Thank you, I can’t wait.” 

“We hadn’t noticed.” Tucker quipped as he set the iPad down. Michael walked away from the front desk. Tucker leaned in and looked in Calum's eyes before whispering. “Hope you don’t mind, I fucked Eleanor when she came looking for you before your crazy girlfriend scared her off.” 

“Fuck off Tucker, you can have my sloppy seconds.” He huffed before he heard the front door open. “Welcome to Gotham City Tattoos, what can I help you with?”

The girl standing in front of him looked confused before asking, “Are you Calum?”

His eyes widened as he crossed his arms, “Depends on who’s asking.” 

The girl sighed before taking off her sunglasses, “I’m Harley, I'm your 4 clock appointment.” 

“Of course, I printed out a stencil to see if I got the sizing right. You wanted it on your forearm right?” 

She nodded, “Yes, I think I’m gonna just get the outline done today and come back for the coloring.”

“Good idea, this should be under 2 hours.” He smiled as he led her to the spot where he had all of the supplies. He showed her the stencil and she agreed on the size before she ran to the bathroom. The shop door swung open and he wasn’t sure if he was seeing a mirage. “Veronica?” 

She smiled at him as she ran up to him wrapping her arms around him before kissing his lips softly, “Surprise.” 

His cheeks hurt from smiling so much, “What are you doing here? Not that I don’t love you visiting me.” 

“Harley is my friend, I told her to get ahold of you so you could tattoo her so I could see you.” She blushed as he let go of him as her friend came back. 

“This is the best.” He beamed as he sat down and started to prep the area before he put the stencil on her skin and grabbed his tattoo gun and dipped it in black ink so he could start the process. The buzzing of the gun and Veronica’s laughter was the best combination as she sat next to her friend as he tattooed her skin. Halfway through she took a break. 

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you smile this much.” 

“I haven’t seen you in a while, I missed you.” He pouted as she kissed his pout before kissing his cheeks. 

“I know, I’ve been working nights when you are working days.” 

Her friend came back and sat down so he could finish her tattoo. With every stroke of ink he dipped the tattoo gun in the black. Staying focused, his eyes narrowed at the small lines and curves to the tattoo as his eyebrows furrowed. He wiped down her tattoo before apply Vaseline and wrapping it. 

“Calum this looks perfect thank you!” 

“Of course, I’m gonna clean my area before I meet you at the desk.” 

She nodded and got off the chair and walked to the front. Veronica stood up as she stretched saying ‘oof’ softly as his eyes met hers. “What are you doing after this?” 

She smiled as she walked up next to him and kissed his cheek, “What do you have in mind?” 

“Stay tuned.” He winked as he kissed her forehead before making sure her friend was checked out and knew everything she needed for aftercare. Luke helped her check out as he slowly walked over to Veronica who was standing in the opposite direction. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed his body against her, “Ready to go pretty girl?”

“Of course, do you need to stop at your office?”

He chuckled before kissing her cheek, “Thank you for reminding me, I almost forgot.”

He walked with her to his office grabbing his keys, leather jacket and they stepped out of his office. She waved to Luke as they left hand in hand outside, her fingers laced with his as she looked in his eyes. “Where are you taking me Hood?” 

“You and surprises’ Braden.” He chuckled as he walked her to his car. He grabbed his keys as he unlocked the doors slowly opening the passenger door or her. 

“Are you forgetting our first date?” 

He shook his head kissing her forehead, “Oh I remember.” He smirked as he helped her get in his car before closing her door. He ran to his side of the car 

His hand rested on her thigh as he drove to his favorite spot in Los Angeles, she played music softly as she looked around to see where he was taking her. He hadn’t planned on seeing her today but there was no way he wasn’t going to spend time with her while he had the chance. 

He parked the car as his eyes met hers. “Welcome to my favorite place.”

“The beach? I love the ocean.” 

Waves crashed as the sun began to set, pink and orange hues painted the sky, their hands intertwining as the smell of ocean air surrounded them. His arm snaked around her waist pulling her closer to him as hers hung on his back. Her free hand resting on his chest as they stopped to watch the sunset, “Thank you for taking me here, it’s beautiful.”

“Thanks for coming angel, I thought you’d like it.” He hummed as he pulled her against him holding her waist. 

“I love it.” She breathed as she pressed against him, her soft lips brushing his before their lips connected in a passionate kiss. 

_ 

He unlocked the front door stepping inside, Duke’s paws clicking on the floor as he ran up to him. He set his jacket on the chair as he picked up Duke closing the door behind him. He grabbed the remote as he sat on the couch flipping through the channel. He hadn’t realized how quiet his house was until he turned down the t.v before going into the kitchen to cook. His phone vibrated on the counter, he grabbed it to see if it was Veronica.

Without hesitation he grabbed his keys and drove to the nearest Target. He filled a basket with tampons, chocolate, ice cream and chips, he checked out and drove to Veronica’s house.  He parked in front of her house and got out of his car to walk to her door. She opened the door and smiled at him, “Hi handsome.”

“Hi beautiful, you ready?”

“Did you pack your heating pad?” He asked as he grabbed her bag from her hands.

She nodded, “Mhm, even though you're my personal heater.”

He chuckled as he walked with her towards his car, he opened the door for her and kissed her forehead before helping her in his car. He put her bag in the back seat and got in the driver's seat. He rested his hand on her thigh as he drove to his place as music softly played in the background.

Every stop light he leaned over and kissed Veronica’s lips as she giggled as him, her hand rested on top of his before they reached his house. “I’m gonna grab your bag, stay put baby.”

She playfully shook her head as she waited for him to grab her overnight bag and his target bag. He walked to the passenger side and opened the door for her and helped her out of his car. She pointed to the other bag and giggled, “What’s this babe?”

He blushed as he kissed her forehead, “I wanted to make sure we had everything you needed while you're here.”

“You are the sweetest boyfriend ever.” She mused as she kissed his cheek before they got into his house. He closed the door behind her and set the bag on the counter as she grabbed her overnight bag. “I’m gonna change into some sweats, want me to come back out here or stay in your room?”

“Wherever you will be most comfortable.” He smiled as he put the ice cream tubs away. He brought the rest of the snacks into his room.

When he got into his room Veronica was sprawled out on his bed in a hoodie and just her underwear. She motioned him to get closer as he climbed on the bed and he wrapped his arm around her waist before she pulled herself on top of him, “This okay babe?”

He kissed her forehead before hugging her waist, “Of course.”

He held her as close as he could as she dozed off on top of him, he attempted to sleep until she woke up wanting food. They made dinner and ate in the living room as she sat in his lap, his hands finding a home on her hips.

* * * * * 

Three days at Calum’s house eating snacks, cuddling and kissing every chance they could came to an end when Veronica had to work 3 days in a row. Her throat was sore, her nose was running and she couldn’t stop coughing on top of her finishing her period. Her last 3 day work period ended, when she got home she completely changed into sweats and she could barely hold any of her dinner down as she tried to eat.

Hershey barked followed by a knock at the front door and she walked towards the door. She was confused trying to figure out who was at her house since Grayson was staying with a friend so he wouldn’t get her cold. She opened the door and sighed in relief when it was Calum, “Hi angel, how are you feeling?”

She shrugged as she looked to see he had a fuzzy blanket, a bag from Target in his hand,“Awful, what are you doing here?”

“I brought you dinner.” He said with a smile as his cheeks turned pink.

“Calum, I don’t want you sick.”

“I could care less if I’m sick, my girl is sick and I’m gonna take care of her.” He mused as he stepped closer to her, she moved as he tried to kiss her on the lips and he chuckled.

She reluctantly let him inside as he set the blanket down on the couch before Hershey jumped on the couch to claim it as her own, “You’re never gonna see that blanket again.”

He chuckled before setting the target bag down and pulling out a separate Noodles and Company bag. “I got you chicken noodle soup with saltines and apple juice.”

“You really don’t have to do all of this.”

He shh’d her before grabbing 2 cans of soup, a box of saltines and Canada dry out of the bag followed by wellness tea an immunity shots, “My girl can’t be alone when she's sick.”

“Calum.”

“I’ll be right back, I need to get my clothes I left in my car.” He winked before leaving her kitchen and walking outside. She sat down at the island and grabbed the chicken noodle soup and apple juice he bought from Noodles. She ripped the plastic wrapping off of the cutlery and took off the lid of her soup to let it cool down.

Calum came back inside with a small duffel bag and closed the door behind him before walking into the kitchen, “I also brought your favorite hoodie of mine to borrow since you’re always cold.”

She felt like she was in a dream; in the past 2 weeks her boyfriend had stood up for her, picked her up and spoiled her with snacks to take care of her during her period and now he was here to take care of her when she was sick. If she was dreaming she never wanted to wake.

“You know me so well.”

He smiled before sitting next to her and grabbing his food out of the bag as she slowly ate her soup. His hand rested on her thigh as they ate dinner, she’d kiss his cheek every chance she got causing him to giggle.

“Go lay down angel, I’ll put everything away.”

“I can help, I’m not that dizzy.” She smiled as she slowly got off of her chair and leaned against the island.

He playfully shook his head as he grabbed the Canada dry, immune shots and wellness tea in the fridge. She watched him as he turned around and took off his jacket, “Do you want to stay out here or go in your room?”

“My room, more room to cuddle with you.”

He smiled as he grabbed his bag and walked up to her intertwining their fingers. They walked towards her room and she opened the door and he chuckled when he saw the trash overflowing with tissues with the nightstand with nyquil.

She laid down on her bed as he set his bag on the floor, he sighed when he looked at her smiling at him. He climbed into her bed and he held her close to him as he draped her blanket over them, she turned on Hulu and played Brooklyn 99 in the background as her head rested on his shoulder. She sleepily laid on his chest as he held her tight, she looked up at him with a smile, “How did I get so lucky?”

“The same way I got lucky.” He leaned to kiss her and she nuzzled her head in his neck.

“No kisses, you can’t get sick.”

“I don’t care if I get sick, kiss me already.” He stated and she shook her head.

“Nope, you aren’t getting sick because of me.”

He chuckled before he gently grabbed her chin to face him, “Just let me kiss you.”

“But you are gonna get sick.” She pouted at him.

“And that will be my own fault, now let me kiss you.” He softly demanded as his soft lips pressed sweet kisses on hers as she rested her hand on his chest. She slowly moved to lay on top of him as he held her hips.

He continuously pecked her lips as they giggled in between them, her cheeks flushed as his body heat radiated off of him. Her hands wrapped around his neck as his plump lips left soft and sweet kisses causing her cheeks to turn red.

“I could kiss you for hours.” She breathed as she brushed her lips over his.

He kissed her lips softly before softly sucking on her bottom lip, “Don’t tempt me angel.” He said with a wink as he sat up and she straddled his hips.

* * * * *  

After 3 days taking care of Veronica as she ate light foods he slowly started to catch her cold, he knew he would catch it eventually since he couldn’t help but kiss her. He returned home so he could take medicine for it to slowly go away as Veronica’s cold vanished. They both had conflicting schedules the week following except for Sunday night so they planned to have a date at her house.

When he arrived at her place dressed in his swim trunks and tank top, she opened the door dressed in her pink bikini.

“Hi handsome,” She smiled as she kissed his lips softly welcoming him inside.

“Hi beautiful, are you going to show me the surprise?” He asked as he closed the door behind him.

“Of course, we really have Penelope to thank. She found it for me!” She gushed as she led him towards the back. She opened the sliding door and stepped outside showing him what she meant.

Inside the pool was a giant inflatable circular lounger with blankets and snacks, “Holy shit, she found this?”

“Yes! At Costco! Grayson helped me figure out this,” She giggled as she showed him the projector.

“Wow, this is amazing baby. What movie do you wanna watch?”

“Whatever you want to as long as it isn’t the Hobbit, unless you want me to fall asleep like last time.” She giggled as she toyed with the hem of his tank top.

“Luke and Ashton thought it was hilarious, you didn’t make it halfway.” He chuckled as he watched her reach her hands up his chest, her cool skin sending goosebumps all over his skin.

“I tried! I really did! I can’t stay awake for Lord of the Rings either so that won’t work. Harry Potter?”

“Sounds perfect, as long as I have you and snacks I am set.” He winked as she slowly took off his tank top before kissing his cheek.

“Have I told you  that you are the most handsome man on the planet?” She beamed as she kissed his jaw.

“Not recently.” He chuckled as she grabbed his hand before leading him to the inflatable lounger with pillows.

She set up her laptop and started to play the fourth Harry Potter before climbing into the lounger next to him kissing his cheek as the movie started. They snacked on popcorn as he held her close to him, his arm snaked around her waist as she laid her head on his chest. Once again she was more entertaining than the movie, she quoted each line and knew every scene by heart. He watched her quote the movie, she caught him staring and her cheeks turned pink each time.

They sat like that for a while as they watched the movie as the air around them continued to get colder, they wrapped up in blankets as the movie was coming to a close.  He let her go first as the credits rolled and he followed grabbing the leftover snacks and blankets. She grabbed the pillows and brought them inside as lightning lit up the dark sky, she brought her laptop and projector inside as the rain started to pour. Thunder clapped causing Hershey to shake uncontrollably as well as cry, “Looks like I’ll be sleeping on the couch tonight.”

“Why’s that angel?”

“Hershey is still a puppy and is terrified of storms, I slept on the couch last time forgetting about the air mattress in the garage.” She explained with a sigh.

“Would it help if I stayed?”

She looked at him a smile, “It would but you’ve done so much for me already the past two weeks. You should go home, doesn’t Duke get scared?”

He shook his head and walked up to her kissing her forehead, “He’s got Luke, plus I don’t want you sleeping out here alone.”

She kissed his nose and then his cheeks, “You truly are the best boyfriend on the planet.”

He smiled as he helped her move the coffee table close to the recliner as they inflate the air mattress. She grabbed the rest of her pillows and the blanket Calum left the last time he was here. He changed into just his boxers after she changed into a tank top and shorts.

She turned off all of the lights and set an alarm for the both of them in the morning before climbing into bed. He plugged his phone in and crawled into bed next to her and laid on his side facing her as her eyes met his.

“I meant what I said, you truly are the best boyfriend on the planet.”

“Only for the best girlfriend in the universe.” He winked as he kissed her forehead before wrapping his arms around her waist as she hugged his waist pressing her body against hers.

Her cheeks were hot pink as she nuzzled her head in his shoulder, “You are so cuddly.”

He chuckled as he rubbed her hips, “So I’ve been told.”

“By who?”

He giggled as he kissed her forehead, “By you, dork.”

She giggled as she turned bright red kissing his cheek, “That’s because you love your cuddles.”

“Not as much as I love your kisses.” He quipped as she winked and pressed soft kisses all over his neck to his cheeks.

If this was a glimpse of heaven, he never wanted it to end.

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[prettyinlimegreenboots]

Hey there! Could you maybe do toasted marshmallows, bonfire, and see your breath in the air as as prompt for whoever? If not that's totally fine. Your stuff is all really good and brightens my day all the time! I'm so excited that you have that masterlist now! Have a great night!

Drinking is mentioned.

The sun peeked through the trees as a light breeze swept through the yard. Race gazed up at the old house he and Spot had purchased a couple of years ago. They had spent the morning raking leaves, only for their dog, Spud, to jump in them and make a mess. And now it was time to sit, relax, and enjoy the gorgeous day.

October was here and it was the perfect day for a bonfire in the yard. With mugs of hot apple cider, Race sat in a lounge chair while Spot got to work building the fire. “You sure you know what you’re doing?”

“I mean it’s not hard to catch some leaves on fire before putting some wood on top.” Spot grinned. “Besides, unlike you, I did a few years of Scouts and the number one rule of Scouts is Be Prepared!”

Race chuckled. “Just get the fire started, Spottie. I need my heater over here to keep me warm. And your apple cider is getting cold.”

They both waited several seconds with baited breath before the leaves caught fire along with several sticks that were thrown in the fire pit. “Ha, in your face Racetrack. Doubting my skills.”

“Alright, my Mr mighty fire builder, come over here and keep me warm.” Race opened his arms for Spot to crawl into his lap as he nestled his head into Spot’s warm chest. “We should roast marshmallows.”

Spot chuckled. “That sounds like a plan. Let the fire die down some and we can do that. Is there anything else we need to do today?”

“Nope. Chili is simmering on the stove, fire built, Spud’s down for the count. Kat and Jack said they might stop by later along with Blink, Mush, Albert and Finch.” Race sighed in contentment.

Taking a sip of his apple cider, Spot nodded. “Sounds like a solid Saturday afternoon.”

They both watch Spud wiggle next to them in the grass with a laugh before hearing a car door slam. Spud was on his feet barking heading to the front of the house before either of them could move.

They waited for whoever had arrived to make their appearance. In the meantime, Spot leaned down and kissed Race. “Happy autumn, snookums.”

“It’s been a pretty spectacular day, huh?” Race grinned, seeing his brother and Kat walk around the corner of the house with Spud at their heels.

“Hey you two.” Jack yelled, as Spud took something from Kat’s hand and went to lay down. “Yard looks good.”

Spot gave him a look. “Thanks but you’re rewarding the dog that messed it up this morning.”

“In what way?” Kat gave him a look, sitting in one of the chairs around the fire pit.

Race watched Spud chew on the rawhide that the two had brought him before looking at the happy couple. “We were raking leaves and mister decided to run through them and make a mess. It’s a good thing we love him.”

“Awww he probably didn’t mean to.” Kat reached over and gave him belly rubs.

Spot and Race both chuckled, shaking their heads at how spoiled their dog is by friends and family. “What have you guys been up to?”

“She made me clean bathrooms today.” Jack cried dramatically, giving his wife a look. “Other than that we went to the farmer’s market before coming here.”

Race patted Jack’s shoulder sympathetically. “I feel your pain, Jackie. Spottie makes me clean the bathrooms too.”

“Would you rather wash floors or dust?” Kat gave him a look, raising an eyebrow. “You complain when I make you wash dishes or vacuum. You’re pitching in around the house, somehow - laundry, vacuum, dusting, or bathrooms. Pick your poison.”

Spot gave Race a look. “Don’t give me that look - you’re in the same boat as your brother. Pick your poison.”

Kat held her arm up for a high five as Spot obliged. Jack and Race looked at their spouses. “I believe we’ve been set up.”

“Way to go Captain Obvious.” Spot grinned at his beloved before looking at Jack and Kat. “Pleasure doing business with you Kat!”

They heard more car doors close as Jack looked at the two. “Expecting more people?”

“As our house usually is, it was an open invite. We texted you two but I may have let it slip to Albert and Blink as well.” Race grinned, watching the two walk around the corner of the house with their better halves. “Hey guys! We have chili simmering on the stove and s’more stuff for later.”

Greetings and hugs were exchanged before everyone got cozy around the fire, which Spot had put another two logs on. Race tilted his head back and blew air from his mouth grinning. “Hey I can see my breath.”

“How old are you again?” Albert asked, giving his best friend a look.

Race stuck out his tongue and laughed. “Today, I’m 6 but on a normal day, 25.”

The group laughed, while Spot nestled deeper into Race’s lap. A discussion about football started up. The local university was playing away that day so Albert and Blink had their phones out with the updates coming through.

Race stood up from the chair, gently depositing Spot in the chair before backing Kat to come with him into the house. He went to the stove and stirred the chili and gave her a look. “Will you gather the stuff for s‘mores?”

They were silent as they attended both of their tasks - him gathering stuff for chili while she found all the s‘ more stuff. “Race, how’s it going?”

“Good. We have a home visit next week and that’s the last step before we’re officially adoptive parents. Once that’s done, we can start adopting or foster.” Race grinned, as she stopped and hugged him.

“That’s so exciting. You two have been waiting for this for the last two years.” She grinned. “Are you going to foster or go right into adoption?”

Race grabbed a few bowls from the cupboard before shrugging. “I think we’re leaning toward adoption but there’s quite a waitlist for adoption so we may foster first. We have an option where we could foster and adopt if it’s a right fit.”

“I’m excited for you two. Jack and I are here if you need anything.” Kat put everything on a tray before putting it on the kitchen table.

“Thanks. We really appreciate it. Your character reference letter you did for us was more than we could’ve asked for.” Race hugged her again

She grinned, swallowing the wave of emotion that surged through her. “You’re welcome. Jack and I’ll do anything for you and Spot.”

Race nodded, grabbing the sour cream and shredded cheese from the fridge before looking at the counter. “Can you let those yahoo’s know chili is ready?”

She walked out to the wrap around porch, yelling at the ones in the yard. He heard everyone before he could see them. They gathered around, grabbing bowls and ladling them up with chili and all the fixings. Spot pulled Race close, kissing him before grinning. “This looks good. Thanks for making it.”

Shouts of gratitude and thanks were yelled as everyone headed outside. Silence fell over the group as everyone dug. “That’s the best chili I’ve had.”

“Only because you didn’t have to make it.” Race quipped, giving Mush a look. “Besides, from what I’ve heard, you’re banned from the kitchen.”

Albert and Jack both chuckled. “Not sure why you’re laughing, boys. Heard you’re not allowed in either without supervision.”

“It was a teeny tiny fire.” Jack said before putting another spoonful in his mouth.

Spot raised an eyebrow. “Then why was the fire department called?”

“They were called for precaution. Just to make sure everything was alright.” Jack argued, giving the group a look. “I’m usually on grilling duty.”

“That way the house won’t explode.” Kat broke in as the entire group busted into laughter. “But I still love you, sweetie.”

Wiping tears from his eyes, Race grinned at Spot. “I guess I’m the lucky one that both of us can hold our own in the kitchen. And he bakes too.”

Blowing on his nails before buffing them on his shirt, Spot grinned. “Did you grab the cookies for tonight?”

“No, Kat grabbed all of the s’more stuff but I’ll grab them when I bring that stuff out.” Race promised, sighing in contentment.

Spot added a couple of pieces of wood to the fire. A conversation about work and future plans was started as Race and Spot started picking bowls and heading back into the house. “Will you grab a couple of blankets while I grab the s’more stuff?”

With a nod, Spot grabbed the clear bucket of bonfire blankets, meeting Race in the kitchen with a kiss. “Love you.”

“Love you too Spottie.”

Heading back out, Race set the tray of s’more stuff on the little table before collapsing in a chair with a sigh. “There’s marshmallows, graham crackers, cookies, and various chocolate to make your own s’mores. The marshmallow sticks are in the bucket.”

“Thanks Race, Spot for hosting us.” Albert raised his beer bottle in thanks.

“Anytime.” Spot said grinning. “Actually, we might need your help soon.”

Albert raised an eyebrow with a grin. “Name it.”

“Race and I are thinking of putting in a garden in the back part of the property next spring. Something small to start but we might need your Rototiller to break up some of the grass and dirt.” Spot explained.

Albert nodded. “Yeah absolutely. Do you know what you want to plant?”

Albert and Finch had put in a garden over the summer and filled it with carrots, radishes, peppers, tomatoes, watermelon, and were currently growing pumpkins now. There had been many times that Albert and Finch had made dinner from the contents of their garden.

“We figured we’d start small, maybe carrots, lettuce, or radishes and go from there.” Race shrugged. “We want to be able to manage it and not have it take up every free second we have.”

Finch nodded. “Let us know when you want the rototiller and it’s yours.”

Race moved from the chair to grab a stick and a marshmallow before sitting closer to the fire. His tongue poked out of his mouth in concentration, as he slowly toasted his marshmallow for the perfect hue. “Just stick it in and burn it, Racer.”

“Just because you like tasting carbon when you eat your marshmallows, doesn’t mean the rest of us do.” Race gave Jack a look. “Besides, this is how I like my s'mores .”

Spot had two graham crackers and a piece of chocolate waiting for him as he pulled his marshmallow from the fire. “Look at that beauty! Stunning work of art.”

He crafted his s’more before taking a bite and moaning in delight. “Pure Heaven, right here.”

The rest of the group made their s’mores, Jack critiquing their marshmallow toasting strategies. “If you think you can do it any better, how about you roast one youself, Jackie.”

“Maybe I will.” Jack stood up, grabbing a stick and a marshmallow before sticking it in the fire for a few seconds, waiting for it to catch fire before pulling it out and extinguishing the side by blowing on it. “Ta da!”

Spot and Race both cracked up laughing at the black, burnt marshmallow. “Any monkey could do that. It takes skill and determination to make a marshmallow as perfect as mine.”

Jack gave him a look. “Well we can’t all be as tedious as you are.”

“Thank goodness for that. There’s room for only one Racer in the world.” Albert grinned, nudging his best friend.

Race laughed, nodding. “Thanks Al.”

“We were all thinking it, I just said it.” Albert smirked.

The rest of the night was spent trading stories around the fire while toasting marshmallows, enjoying each other’s company. Laughter lit up the night like the flames. It was a great night and one that Race would look back on with nothing but fondness.

Thanks @deliciouspeachpirate for the prompt. Hope you enjoy it!!!

[fiftysevenacademics]

For about the past two years I've used this skin lotion, from the famous Toilet of Flora, exclusively and never want to use anything else. My skin is soft and glowy. It is great for dry skin, reduces the appearance of wrinkles. When I have to use a modern product for some reason it feels disgusting now. It does go on a bit greasier than modern lotions at first but absorbs slowly to keep the skin supple and silky all day. It's best applied immediately after bathing or washing the face or hands. It is also an excellent night cream and you can, of course, use it solely as a face cream as intended. My modernized recipe is below.

Cold cream

Double the original recipe. Makes approx. 8 ounces. To make recipe in original proportions cut this recipe in half. If you don't have an electronic scale (which is the best tool here) use an online tool to convert the measurements and use measuring spoons and cups. Can also convert to metric units.

You need: an electronic food scale, smallish heatproof bowl, custard cup or small measuring cup, a spoon, 2 4 oz jars

1/8 oz beeswax

1/8 oz jojoba wax

4 oz almond oil

3 oz rose, orangeflower, or plain distilled or pure spring water (essential oil to scent plain version if you want). Cortas is the best brand of flower waters to use for this.

1. Set the custard or measuring cup on the scale and zero it out.

2. Weigh 1/8 oz beeswax and add to heatproof bowl. Pellets/beads are easiest but I am a dumbass who cuts it off a big lump of wax.

3. Weigh 1/8 oz jojoba wax and add to beeswax in bowl.

4. Weigh 4 oz almond oil and add to waxes in bowl.

5. Modern quick method: microwave for 30 secs to 1 minute then remove and stir to blend and melt waxes and oil. If your beeswax is in lumps you might need to heat again for a few seconds. 18th Century method: set the bowl inside a pot with simmering water that comes about 1/3 the way up the side of the bowl and stirr till waxes are melted.

6. Stir until it's cold. You can set the bowl in ice or alternate stirring with putting the bowl in freezer for a few minutes. The main point here is to let it cool to a consistency and appearance of thinish mayonnaise.

7. When it's completely cold, weigh and stir in the water a few drops at a time. Don't add more until the previous bit is throughly emulsified. This part takes a long time and requires pretty vigorous stirring. Sometimes toward the end the mixture will begin to "break," and the water bead up and separate from the oil-wax mixture. This means you've probably failed to properly emulsify the water at some point, most likely because you added too much at once. If this happens add a few more drops of almond oil and keep adding it, a little at a time, until it's properly emulsified again. They key to this whole step is patience and carefully doling out the water.

8. If you used plain water and want a scent add essential oil until it's scented to your satisfaction.

9. When the water is fully incorporated the mixture should have an appearance and consistency of heavy cream, or Mexican crema.

10. Spoon into jars. I put one in the bathroom and store the spare in the fridge till the other one is empty. This lotion tends to separate if it gets too hot so refrigerate if you're not going to use it every day. I use this double recipe because it's kind of a pain to make and this lasts longer. It also tends to separate if the jar jiggles around too much, which means it doesnt travel very well, and tends to separate as you reach the end of the jar. Someday I'm going to experiment with adding a little lecithin (not historically accurate) to stabilize the emulsion. Alternatively, maybe I just need to keep improving my emulsion making skills.

NOTEs: The original recipe calls for spermaceti, a type of wax found in a special organ inside the head of sperm whales. Obviously, this is no longer available and you wouldn't want to use it even if it was because why would you want to hurt a whale? Also, it's illegal in the US to own whale products.

Jojoba wax has been found to have a very similar chemical structure and is the best substitute for spermaceti. You can order it in the form of microbeads (which people now use instead of plastic microbeads in facial scrubs) from various internet retailers. A couple hardnesses are available. I used the hardest one but as natural spermaceti seems to have varied somewhat I don't think it matters much which you buy.

Virgin wax is fresh beeswax that has never been used to store honey. This would be freshly excreted honeycomb harvested before the bees ever got a chance to use it. In practice this means the wax caps that seal each capsule of honey. Beekeepers use a hot electric knife to slice this thin layer off before extracting the honey. This wax can then be cleaned and used. It has a pure white color. The only difference between virgin wax and other beeswax, however, is color and, possibly, scent. If you want to be as historically accurate as possible you can buy highly purified white beeswax but since I don't know quite how they do this (is this true "virgin wax" or chemically refined regular wax? I don't know.), I use regular yellowish beeswax and it is fine. It still "greatly resembles cream," which isn't pure white anyhow.

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a/n: Im now on spring break!!! Well it technically starts on march 4th and ends the 10th, but anywayssss that means more updates. This is a little shorter than the first part, but id call this a filler! I hope you enjoy!

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Taehyung unlocks his front door and enters his apartment. It was the smallest thing he has ever lived in. But he didn't mind it at all, in fact, he loved it. It was easy to clean, and it was only him, so he didn't feel as alone. He went into the bathroom, wanting to take a shower and go to bed.

As he was towel drying his hair, he quickly pulled on some underwear and some sweats. He went to his fridge for some water and he sits down on his bed so he could roll up a joint before he went to bed.

As he finished licking the paper, there was a quick knock at the door. Taehyung sighed and set his rolling tray down next to him and get up. He looks down at himself noticing that he was shirtless. But at this point he could care less. He wents to the door and opens it up. When he sees who it was, his face dropped even more than it already was.

“Sinsi? Why are you here?” He asks, his voice was laced with irritation. She rolls her eyes at his attitude and pushes her way inside.

“You could at least try to sound excited to see me.” She says setting her purse down on the bed.

“How can I, when you literally annoy the hell out of me.” He says shutting his door and finds his spot on the bed again.

“Shut up.” She frowns and sits down next to him.

“Like I said, why are you here?” He grabs his lighter and sparks the joint up.

“Why do I always come here?” She says in a duh tone and looks around his home. “I mean come on, I wouldn't come to this shoe box for anything.” She stands up and starts to take her jacket off. Taehyung just laughs at her sass, more like scoff and smile at the same time.

“I like you better when I've fucked you speechless.” He mutters and hits the joint. “Speaking of fucking you, how’s the fiance?” He asks sarcastically. He always mentions him when she comes around. After all she left Taehyung for him. BoGum.

After her family found out that she was dating a ‘poor artist that lives on the street’, they made her choose. Taehyung or to continue to be supported. Which meant to continue to spend her parents money. She come to Taehyung one day, he thought she chose him. But instead she was there to say that, even though she loved him, she can't give it up.

But that was two years ago. It was a year ago when she was forced to marry Bogum. She came running to Taehyung, not wanting to marry him. Next thing they knew, it was morning and they were both naked. The next day she found out that if she and Bogum got married then she will be the co-owner of a high end fashion line. She then knew she couldn't leave Bogum. In fact she fell in love with him, but she was still stuck on Taehyung's dick.

“He thinks I'm at the shop right now. I have a hour.” She says. Taehyung nods taking another hit and then putting the joint out.

“Alright, lets go.” He says standing up. She comes right up to him trying to connect their lips. But he tenses up and doges it.

“You know I only kiss the girl I love.” He whispers, a frown settling on his face.

“I miss your kisses Tae.” Sinsi pouts and tries again, but Taehyung just shoves her down making her laugh as he crawls on top.

Your launch was a success. You've never thought about what the outcome would really be like other than a total fail. You didn't think that two hours into the clothing drop everything would be sold out. Only so much was made, but you of course had more coming. It was only available online, but you soon hoped to have your own stores.

Rowan was currently working on planning a party for you. It was going to be tonight, and instead of thinking about what you will be wearing, you were focused on inviting Taehyung. You go to his instagram page and click on the number options. You knew that it was to make a appointment, but you were lowkey desperate. You couldn't get him out of your mind, and it was your mission to at least kiss him.

“Vante’s Tat Shop, How many I help you today?” A deep voice enters your ear. Your heart started beating really fast when you recognize who it was.

“Taehyung?” You ask, really hoping it was him.

“Um yea, do we have a appointment?” He says confused.

“Uh no actually. This is YN.” You say, “ I was wondering if you wanted to come to my party tonight. I just recently dropped a clothing line, and it did really good, so we are throwing a celebration.” You say quickly. You cross your fingers hoping he would say yes.

“Where is it?” He asks after a slight pause.

“The club two doors down from your shop. I rented it out for the night. I just posted something about it, so it should be like a normal night at the club.” You say over explaining, you were so nervous. You had mixed feelings about this whole situation. You hated the nervous feeling he gave you. You wanted to never talk to him again but yet marry the man.

“Are there free drinks?” He asks after you were done. Actually it wasn't, it was still the bars price.

“For you, sure.” You say. You quickly put the phone on speaker and text Rowan to put him on the list of VIP, which include free drinks. You then take him off and continue speaking.

“I just put you on the VIP list. Come if you want. I'm sure there will be weed as well.” You say. Your heart was beating in your ears. But you felt relief when he spoke.

“I guess it will be a surprise.” He says then he hangs up. To say you were worried was a understatement. But you take a deep breath and focus on getting ready, because you didn't want to focus on him the whole night, just for him not to show up.

You look at the time and see that you have three hours until you had to arrive. You then wondered if he knew what time it started. But then again his shop was only a few doors down, i'm sure he will know.

You quickly got into the shower and you washed your body and brushed your teeth. You got out and put your lotion on. You put on a all black bra and underwear set. Then you braid in some weave to your hair, creating two long braids. You then did your makeup, and put on your outfit.

After you finished getting ready. You take some picture in your full body mirror and you make sure they were cute before posting it to instagram. After you did, you got a text from your driver that he was out front. You quickly put some sneakers on since you were going to a club and you grab your phone and wallet and then you left.

You met up with Rowan at the back entrance. You were immediately taken to the VIP section, it looked over the whole club, giving your perfect view of the DJ, and whoever was performing.

You walked over to the balcony, watching as everyone was dancing to the music, drunk out of their mind. The DJ, did his thing, and started talking.

“And, the amazing YN YLN. Let's give her a loud cheer, congratulating her on her success!” The DJ yells and points up to you causing the crowd to erupt in cheerings, and going even crazier when they seen you. You couldn't really see everyone, but you could tell some of them have some of your clothes on. You wave back down with a huge smile on your face.

You go back into the VIP area and people one by one came up to you, congratulating you and wanting to take pictures. Most likely to post later.

“YN.” Rowan runs over to you. You quickly hug her since this was the first time seeing her tonight.

“Hey, this party is awesome, I'm happy you could get it together in such a short time.” You say looking around. She smiles.

“Yes, I know right. When i mentioned your name to the club owner, they were excited because the knew you would bring customers. There's a huge line outside still.” She says pointing towards the normal club area.

“Are you serious? It's literally packed though.” You say shocked. She laughs.

“Exactly! But anyways, they need you out there.” She says grabbing you hand and pulling you along.

You were so confused until the security guard opened the door and you seen Taehyung standing there with a irritated look on his face.

“What’s wrong?” You look between the security guard that was letting people in and Taehyung.

“I understand that Mr. Kim is on the VIP list, but his other two friends are not.” The guard says. You look back and see Soobin from the shop and other girl behind Taehyung.

“Hi YN! I'm Sinsi, i'm Taes friend.” Her hand slipping into Taehyung's didn't go unnoticed. “I'm a really big fan of yours. When Tae said he was invited to your party, I just had to come.” Her voice was filled with excitement, but you couldn't help but to cringe.

“You just had to, huh?” You ask raising a eyebrow. She looked confused. But Taehyung quickly pulled you to the side.

“Hey, she's just wanting to have a good time. I didn't think it would be a problem.” He shrugs.

“What do you mean not a problem? Do you not see the line outside of the door? The club is packed Taehyung. The VIP are my close friends and the people I work with. A place where we can enjoy ourselves, and walk around without worrying about bumping into someone we don't know. I don't know this girl. That's the problem.” You say crossing your arms.

“You barely know me.” He explains. He was getting more and more annoyed, he should’ve known not to bring Sinsi, but then again he doesn't understand the problem of one person.

“That's different, and you know that. I literally trusted you to put a tattoo of your choice on my body.” You sighed. You weren’t going to get anywhere with him acting like this. “I can get her into the actual club and she can get free drinks.” You turn to walk away, not wanting to ruin any actual chance you had with him with your loud mouth. But he grabs your arm again and pulls you back. He itched his neck and sighed once again.

“Fine, Ill tell her she can't come.” He says and walks away back to his friends. You roll your eyes and watch as Sinsi pulls Taehyung away with Soobin behind.

“Hey Soobin!” Rowan yells out. He stops and looks back. She waves him over and he smiles slightly telling Taehyung something and running up to us.

“Yes?” “Tonight, you are mine!” She giggles and she pulls him inside.

You eventually had few drinks, not really drunk, but buzzed enough to want to dance. It seemed like everyone around you had someone else. Rowan had Soobin, they were now dancing together. Your other friends had their boyfriends or just found someone period.

But you, you sat in a booth, with a glass of brown liquid. You couldn't stop thinking about Taehyung. You wished he was ugly so you wouldn't think of him. But since Sinsi couldn't come in, he wouldn't either. You weren't used to not getting someone you wanted, so now you really wanted him. He clearly knew you wanted him, and he hasn’t completely rejected you, which gave you a little hope.

“Come on, why are you sitting here upset. Let’s dance.” A voice says, your head shoots up to see a good friend.

“Where’s your boyfriend Jinnie.” You smile at him. Kim Seokjin and his boyfriend Kim Namjoon where wonderful makeup artists. They both have worked with you a couple of times.

“He’s at the bar getting us drinks. He told me to come over to get you up and dancing until someone wants to take over. You look distracted, when you shouldn’t be. Come on!” He grabs your hand and pulls you over to where the crowd of dancing bodies were. Right now, the song that was playing was quite a hype one. You both went over and started dancing. You were laughing at how Jin was dancing, it didn't match the beat at all.  You could feel the alcohol race through your body making it easier to let loose with him.

You heard another song slowly turn on as the one before slowly turned off. Jin laughs it off and he leans into you.

“Stay calm, everything will be okay.” He whispers into your ear then he backs away. You were confused to what he was talking about, until hands came up and around your waist. Your heart started to beat so fast and your hands came up to the strangers. You tried to turn around to see who it was, but his hands turned you back around. You looked down at his hands and you noticed how big and beautiful they were. You know everyone who is in the VIP area, so it wouldn't be a complete stranger, so why not just dance along.

You noticed that the song was Thirsty by Taemin. So you smirked knowing that you were going to torture whoever was behind you. Your hips started moving, you leaned your body into theirs more. They moved their hips more into yours, letting the friction increase. His right hand started getting higher and higher on your body, not bothering to just trail, but to feel every inch until he was reached your neck. You raised your right hand up and wrapped it around his neck. He wrapped his hand around your neck as his other hand pushed your lower abdomen into him as his hip came up and moved against your. He had you caged in, moving your body along with his. His hand around your neck squeezed as he got closer and closer to the side of your head. His hand helped move your head to the side, letting his lips graze your neck. You felt goosebumps raise on the back of your neck.

His left hand wrapped around your whole waist, pulling you closer. As he did, your pushed your ass harder on his, making him tense up a little. He surprises you by biting down on you neck, closer to the meeting of your collar bone. You continue swaying your hips, and pushing your butt into him. His hand tightens even more around your neck, but not actually choking you. You couldn't help but let out a slight moan, near his ear.

Suddenly his hands move and he spins you around, you look up to see who it was. Your breath caught in your throat when you see Taehyung looking down at you. His eyes were low and darker, the horrible lighting in the club not helping much.

He pulls you back into his grasp, the song going hard as it reaches the peak. Your hands wrap around his neck. You bite your lip not sure of what to say or what to think. His eye twitches a little and he looks at if he wanted to say something. But instead he leans in, tucking his head into your neck, making you sway against him. His warmth was all around you, making your body hot. His hands grabbed and kneaded at you, you hoped it meant he never wanted to let go.

You looked down a little and noticed how easily and open his neck was. You didn't know if it was the alcohol running in your body or the heat that is making you extra hot and bothered. Maybe you should’ve thought about it beforehand, but you didn't, you couldn't let this opportunity go.

Your lips latched onto his skin, the spot right between his collarbone and neck. Right where he bite you at. You sucked and nibbled at his skin, only slightly. You felt his hands tighten on your body and you could’ve sworn that you heard a little groan. But before you could confirm it, he yanked himself away.

“Congrats on your line.” He mutters and walks away, leaving you with swollen lips and confused.

Taehyung walked away from you, wanting to go to the bathroom. As soon as he was approaching the door he was pulled back and pushed against the wall.

“Yah!” Jin stood across from Taehyung with his arms crossed and a deep frown settling in his face. Taehyung rolled his eyes, already knowing what was happening.

The other day, after you left, he remembered that Seokjin, his older step brother has worked with you before. He texted him mentioning how you were interested in him. Of course he knew.

He was so used to girls throwing themselves at him, so even though you were quite subtle than most girls, he could still tell.

When you called him, inviting him to your party, Jin was standing right in front of him. Jin of course knew about it from Rowan, so when he found out that you invited Taehyung yourself, he knew that he was going to make Taehyung go. Jin wanted him to tell you congrats himself, to make you happy. He didn't expect you both to be so close.

“What? I said congratulations.” Taehyung sighs and leans against the wall.

“And when was that, when your hand was around her neck, or when you were giving each other hickies?” Jin was surprised that Taehyung even got that close to you, he's only ever had one girlfriend, to whom he was close to. But Jin stopped counted his bodies after it hit ten.

Seokjin was there for Taehyung when Sinsi family found out about how poor they both grew up. He was there when they forced them to break up, he was there when she chose money over him. He was there through everything. So when he was so close to you, someone who wasn't afraid to drop 100k a day, he was nervous. He doesn't want Taehyung to get hurt again. But then again, Jin knew you. He knew you wanted nothing but relationships and that you weren't really into hooking up unless you knew it was going to lead somewhere. He wasn't really sure how Taehyung's closed off personality will clash with your careless and free one. He isn't afraid to admit that he was afraid.

The crazy thing is that Taehyung was afraid. The whole time he was close to you, dancing with you, his heart was beating like crazy. When he hands first came around your waist and he molded himself into you, when he turned you around, when your lips touched his skin...his heart went faster, and faster. But it was when your lips touched and his skin turned into flames was when he was ticked off.

The last time lips made his skin feel the slightest bit hot was with Sinsi. So when he felt like he was standing next to a active hot volcano, just when your lips touched, it triggered him. It closed everything down. He wanted to get away. He didn't get far though, clearly.

“After.” Taehyung says, his smirk that was sitting on his face didn't help Jin much. In fact it worried him.

“Don't mess with her. You treat the girls you hook up with like trash.” Jin says seriously. Taehyung just rolled his eyes. When Seokjin spoke ‘seriously’ to him it always annoyed him. Because that's when he knows he can’t cross him, and that's just Taehyung being his respectful self, to his family.

“Why would I hook up with her, she's not my type.” Taehyung was already bored with this conversation. Only because he knew he messed up by saying that.

“OooOooOohHhhHhh.” Jins faces changed from serious to surprised and in disbelief. He was bent over laughing his ass off as Taehyung stood there, his cheeks burning a little. He put his head down as a couple of people passed by to go to the bathroom, Jin had no problem with laughing still as they passed for a more dramatic effect.

“I remember when we traveled to Europe-” Jin started to say as he calmed down, but Taehyung instantly cut him off by raising his hands up, making Jin start to laugh again. “You seen this women there. It was like you fell in love!” Jin continued.

“Shushh!” Taehyung was trying to cover his mouth up, but Jin was too fast.

“She turned you down and you tried to find her everyday until it was time to leave. You told me she was you dream girl!” Jin couldn't stop. He loved fucking with him.

“Yea?! What's your point?” Taehyung gives up and backs off.

“The point is, that women has the exact same skin tone as YN, the same body type as her. You are attracted to her, don't lie.”

“Okay? Sure i'm attracted to her, but she's a spoiled daddy's girl, and I can't deal with that.” Taehyung was getting irritated again. Now that he actually admitted it, it was weird. He felt weird, and he hated that you already made him feel like this.

“Sure her dad spoils her, but I know her dad. I had to go through him most of the time I've worked with her. He's only that way until someone comes by and takes over.” Seokjin was now leaning against the wall across from Tae.

“I still don't see what you are getting at, I can't spoil her.” Taehyung scoffs.

“Money wise maybe not. But you can spoil her in many other ways. She's not the person to show off her money, she just lives her life. I believe that her personality would be the exact same if she didn't have all of her money, her taste would just be cheaper.”

“So what are you trying to say? You want me to marry her or something?” Taehyung says standing up straight and sticking his hands in his pocket.

“No, I'm just saying that Yn isn't a bad girl. I can tell she likes you, so don't be so rough on her. Try to give her a chance? It will never hurt. You need a girl to make you soft again, I hate this hard ass Tae.” Jin jokes around chuckling making Taehyung roll his eyes once again.

“Whatever.”

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