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thus-spoke-lo · 1 year

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A/N: takes place in Water 7, pre-timeskip/pre-Strawhats Franky CW: NSFW/18+; fem!reader; gendered pet names used for reader; reader wears makeup/dress; light angst; oral sex (reader receiving); unprotected vaginal intercourse WC: 3k

There’s a quiet rap at your front door, a little earlier than you expected—these knocks don’t usually come until the sky is dark and cold and quiet, but tonight, they come while the sun still glimpses at you from above the horizon.

“Just a minute!” you shout as you give yourself one last glance in the mirror by the front door. A swift swipe of lipstick, a quick pat to your hair, a tug at the damnable strap of your dress that doesn’t seem to want to stay on your shoulder, and you’re ready. You take a deep breath, somehow nervous like it’s the first time even though it’s well beyond any firsts with him, and swing the door open wide to glance up at the barrel-chested man that stands before you.

“Franky,” you purr, “you’re early.”

“And you’re gorgeous,” he quickly retorts with a smirk.

You give him a quick look up and down, before you chide, “Come on now. You couldn’t even put on pants for me? Not even once?”

He glances down at his swim briefs and back at you, offering you a sly grin. “Why bother? I’m just gonna be takin’ ‘em off in a little bit, right?”

“You’re not wrong.” You cross your arms over your chest and step back to let him in, a half-smile on your lips. “So why do I bother getting dressed up all nice for you, then? I put on this pretty dress when I could’ve just answered the door in my panties and you’d be happy, huh?”

“That sounds like the start of a good night to me, little lady.” He reaches down with one finger and tugs the disobedient strap of your dress back up your shoulder, before he leans down to plant a soft kiss on your bare skin. “But I sure don’t mind you putting a nice bow on such a pretty present.”

He kicks the door shut behind him and slides one hand to the back of your neck, holding you still, his other hand settling on the side of your face. Without a word, he presses his lips to yours, a soft rumble of pleasure vibrating in his chest; he engulfs you with urgent, voracious kisses until your lips are trembling and swollen, and your hands are grasping at his enormous forearms, trying to keep yourself aloft. It’s maddening how he makes you so weak so quickly, makes you fold like a piece of paper with just the touch of his hands, the feel of his mouth on yours.

When he finally lets you go, at last sees fit to let you come up for air, you take the opportunity to quickly blurt through panting breaths, “Franky, I gotta go finish making dinner if you want to eat at some point tonight.”

“Damn, well when you put it that way.” He kisses you on the forehead, on the tip of your nose, then one last, soft kiss on your delicate lips. “Only thing that can keep me from taking you right here and now is your cooking, you know.”

“Don’t I know it,” you sigh, unable to take your eyes off him. It always feels like the first time somehow, feels like that first night you brought him back here after god knows how many drinks and how many laughs, and you baked him a cake in the middle of the damn night, trying desperately to mix it correctly while he had you bent over your kitchen counter.

His large hand smacks your ass cheek as you walk away and you shoot him a look over your shoulder, one that you hope communicates your annoyance, but only seems to tell him to come hither as he follows you to the stove. He sets his wide hands on your shoulders, glancing over you as you give the pot of sauce a quick stir and take a quick peek into the oven.

Franky kisses the crown of your head, breathing in your scent as he does. “You’ll make somebody a damned fine wife one day, won’tcha?”

“Somebody?” You snort a laugh as he kisses the crook of your neck and you bend and twist to escape him. “Not you, huh?”

He wraps his bulky arms around you, keeping you from wriggling away. “Nah, you know I’m not the marrying type.”

Of course he isn’t, you think—at least, of course he says he isn’t. But the way you see him take care of his family whenever he lets you around them, the way he holds you tightly like you belong to him, the way he treats you like no one has ever treated you—it’s too bad he’s not the marrying type, you think, since he certainly seems like husband material.

“Well, that’s fine by me, I’m not the marrying kind either,” you lie through your teeth as you finally wrest yourself from his iron grip, and you scurry off to get the plates from the upper cabinet. “Matter of fact I’d pity the man who’d choose to spend his life with me.”

You hear him cluck his tongue at you in dismay as he walks away to set out the silverware. He disagrees with you, but he’ll never say it out loud.

As you sit together at your small table and enjoy the quiet of the evening, he takes note of a wobbly table leg and tells you he’ll fix it next time he comes by—maybe he’ll come by tomorrow, even, since he’d hate to see you go another day with a table that doesn’t sit right.

He’s too good to you, even if it’s only something fleeting, something never meant to last.

*****

You watch from the doorway as Franky stands in the kitchen, his oversized frame looking even more imposing in the small space. He’s whistling something upbeat, some song you only sort of know, something you think you heard that first night you met him in that shitty little tavern on the outskirts of town; he’s swinging hips a bit to the tune, while he dutifully scrubs the pots and pans that linger on the stove.

“Hey, handsome fella,” you murmur as you walk up behind him and place your hands on his waist. “Those’ll still be waiting for you later, you know.”

“Is that so?” He shuts off the faucet and dries his hands, and you hear him chuckle softly. “Not gonna get up and run off in the night, are they?”

“I sure wish they would,” you laugh as you press your forehead against his back. “But no, I don’t think so.”

Franky turns to face you, and places his thumb and forefinger under your chin, lifting your head to meet his gaze. He raises an eyebrow and grins, and you know at once that you must look voracious. “You know, it sounds like you’re wantin’ somethin’ from me, little lady.”

“Oh very much so.” You slowly trail down his broad, muscled chest, letting your fingers graze the hard slab of his belly, until your hand comes to rest on the front of his swim briefs, feeling him already half-hard beneath your palm.

He bites his lip and lets out a low growl. “Have mercy.”

With one swift motion, he scoops you up in his powerful arms and carries you down the hall to your bedroom, his warm mouth hardly leaving yours the whole way, his tongue parting your lips with ease as you moan into his mouth. He sets you down on the edge of your mattress with a tenderness you’d come to expect from him, and he quickly kneels down and pushes your thighs apart with an almost desperate gesture. He pushes up the hem of your skirt, and lets out a gasp as he glances up at you. “No panties, huh? Don’t even have to make me work for it.”

You tilt your head and reach down to stroke the side of his face. “I’d just hate for there to be anything between you and this pussy.”

“You mean my pussy, don’t you, darlin’?” he growls as his fingers creep up your thigh and he slowly drags them through your slick-glistened lips.

“Mm, of course I do. All yours, Franky,” you sigh as you lay back on the bed, and he wastes no time in indulging himself in your cunt, kissing and sucking at your puffy lips, licking long, slow stripes up your slit again and again as you shiver and grip the sheets. Your back arches as the cool steel of his nose presses against your clit while he eagerly laps at your dripping hole, fucking you with his tongue until you start to squirm in place. He easily maneuvers your legs over his shoulders as he starts to push you up the bed, and he places each of his large hands on your hips, pinning you to the mattress even as you writhe under him.

“You can’t get away from me, missy,” he rasps against your aching cunt. “I’ve got you right where I want you.”

His tongue makes firm circles over your swollen clit, and you feel that delicious tension that’s been building in your core start to snap. It’s not long before you cum on his tongue, ripples of ecstasy flooding through you as his name leaves your lips and echoes in your room—it’s like a melody to him, a song he’d listen to on repeat all day long if he could.

He gives your quaking thighs one last squeeze, and as you lay there in bliss, your eyes still closed and your lungs still burning from labored breaths, you feel the mattress shift underneath you. You open your eyes and tilt your head enough to see Franky sitting against your pillows, his hand wrapped around his long, thick cock, as he slowly strokes himself for you. A tremor runs through your body at the sight of him running his fingers over his shaft, and you see a bead of precum start to glisten at the tip; you can only imagine how hard he must have been as he hungrily devoured your pussy, how flushed the head must have been as he thrust against nothing while he devoted himself to your pleasure.

“So I cook you dinner and you’re gonna make me do all the work, huh?” you tease as you manage to sit up before moving between his thick thighs, moving his hand aside and licking a long, thick stripe up the underside of his cock, just to feel him twitch on your tongue.

“Have I ever?” he smiles as he clasps his fingers behind his head with a sigh, and you feel him throb as you take him in your mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip a few times.

You pull yourself off the tip with a loud, wet pop. “Mm, nope.”

“Damned right.” He grins, as he moves his hand down to hold the base of his cock steady for you. “Now why don’t you come up here and kiss me with that pretty mouth instead of being smart with it?”

You gladly accept his invitation and move up towards him, letting him capture your lips with a fervent urgency as you straddle his lap and tease his cock a little, gliding your saliva-drenched cunt over his length as he plies you with long, drugging kisses. You align your hips with his and feel his pulsing tip start to press against your entrance, and you start to lower yourself into him.

“Nice and slow, baby, just how I like it—no reason to hurry,” he murmurs, holding onto your hips, keeping you from doing what he already know you want to do—to let him fill you in one swift motion, feel him buried to the hilt. Instead, with his guidance, you lower yourself down carefully, letting him into the heated core of you, relishing every inch of him until your bodies meet. You slowly start to roll your hips, and groans of pleasure fill the air between you as a quiet pleasure begins to seize you both.

“You enjoying the view?” you ask, biting your lip coyly at him as he drinks you in.

“Always do,” he says, the words tangled in a low groan as his hips buck up to meet yours in a regular, pulsing cadence. “Why do you think I keep coming back for more?”

You gasp as he hits that perfect spot inside you and you lean back, pressing your palms into his steely thighs, letting him stroke your walls with his cock until a warmth begins to spread through your lower half. “Fuck—I thought you came here for the homecooked meals.”

“Those certainly don’t hurt.”

He grips the meat of your hips to lift you up and bring you back down on him again and again, his powerful fullness stretching you with every movement. You lean forward and brace yourself against the solid wall of muscle that is his chest as he fucks himself with you, feeling every rumbling groan under your palms, feeling the way his heart thrums inside his chest as he drives himself up into you with a frantic intensity. It doesn’t take much longer inside the warm, soft heaven that is your cunt before his breathing changes—short, harsh gasps leave his lungs, quickly followed by a low, harsh groan of satisfaction as his thighs tense and his hips quake, and he spills himself into you, filling you with a familiar heat you’d come to crave.

Franky’s strong grasp on your hips relaxes, and you can almost feel the bruises forming already from where his fingertips had sunk into your tender skin. You slowly grind against him, pulling every last spasm from him as he leans his head back against the wall and his quick, shallow breaths finally begin to slow. He looks down at you, raising a hand to your cheek and stroking your heated skin with his calloused thumb; he blinks slowly at you as his gaze flits across your face. There’s something almost melancholy in his expression, something you can’t quite put your finger on; normally, in the moments after, he’d be nothing but wide grins and low, echoing laughs, telling you what a great time he had and how damned pretty you looked on top of him like that. But now, there’s a sadness that seems to have pooled in his eyes, a strange cloak of unease starting to wrap itself around you both.

“You look like something’s on your mind, loverboy,” you gently tease as your fingers make patterns across the muscled plane of his chest.

It’s as if you roused him from sort of deep and faraway thoughts, and he loudly clears his throat; he hesitates a moment, then gives you a gentle smile. “You uh, got anything for dessert?”

*****

The harsh light of early morning leaks through your curtains and rouses you from sleep, a golden glow settling in your small space as you open your eyes and see you’re alone, the other side of the bed straightened and made up properly, pillows fluffed and all. He’s nothing if not polite when he sneaks out before dawn, you think to yourself as you shut your eyes again and sink back under the covers.

A sudden loud clanging jolts you upright, your head snapping to the side to stare at your bedroom door as you freeze in place. Someone—or something—had made a home in your kitchen, it would seem.

“Franky?” you shout tentatively at the closed door. “You still here?”

You wait a beat, prepared to move out of the bed and do—well, you weren’t sure yet, since it wasn’t clear if your intruder was a human or just a hungry alley-cat—when your door starts to creak open. A loud sigh punches its way out of your lungs as Franky’s large frame fills the doorway, his blue hair as mussed as you’d ever seen it, his body clad only in a cooking apron that covered very, very little of his bulky, chiseled body. Despite the fact that your heart is pounding and your body is shaking from the unexpected rush of adrenaline, you can’t help but crack a smile as your eyes are drawn downwards to the head of his cock, just barely peeking out from below the hem of the apron, as if to greet you good morning.

“Oh hey, you’re awake,” he smiles at you, that damned smile that always makes your heart flutter a little in a way you don’t care for.

“You scared the shit out of me, you know,” you mutter as you try to calm your breathing, your body still ready to fight off a feral raccoon if needed.

“Aw, I’m sorry little lady, I was only trying to surprise you.” He points to a spot just past you. “I left you a little something there to get you goin’, but there’s a whole pot in here for you when you’re ready.”

You glance behind you to your bedside table and see a cup of coffee, a merciful gift for someone who almost felt their soul leave their body in fear just a moment ago. “Thanks, I could use it. So wait, are you…making food?”

“Well yeah,” he shrugs. “If I was gonna wash the dishes, figure might as well dirty a few more first.”

You shake your head and smile softly at him. “Sound logic.”

“Take your time getting dressed, it’ll still be a few.” Franky beams and laughs as he disappears from view again, and you crane your head to watch his ass flex as he walks away.

The mug is still warm when you pick it up and lift it to your lips, and you wince as the coffee hits your tongue—it’s a little too bitter, and a little too strong. But you know he’ll never do it that way again as soon as you tell him it’s not to your liking, and if he stays for breakfast again, he’ll insist on improving the coffee until he gets it right. He doesn’t even drink the damned stuff, but you know the obsessive in him won’t allow it to be done wrong when he could make it perfect, just like in everything else he does.

He’ll make somebody a damned fine husband one day.

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blacklegsanjiii · 4 months

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I wanna see Mihawk with a fem golden!Sanji. I don't think much would change over all but I feel like Mihawk being a girldad would be hilarious. Because she's nine and looks like she's six and she's been through hell and back and she's scared of men and boys. Mihawk doesn't interact with girls or women all that much so Zeff shoving them together would be hilarious and heart warming I think. Mihawk would be The GirlDad™️ and not even know it. This is so long. I'm so sorry(not).

Like Mihawk who wraps and braids and cords his swords looking at his daughters hair and taking the time to help care for it and make it look nice because she hasn't had somebody do that for her in years. She lends an ear to his stories and music and she doesn't comment for a while, a long while but when she does start adding her opinions in a soft voice he does smile a bit.

They probably dance a lot, like Mihawk would have taught golden!Sanji anyway, but with his daughter he probably teaches her more of the pairs dances she might have to do during Baratie parties or something. But she's small, like half his size when she starts learning so he's holding her and dancing around the room and she's laughing and Mihawk is smiling. During one such Baratie party Zeff managed to get a photo of this and it's framed in Mihawk's office. The one Sanji has framed in her room is of her passed out on Mihawk's chest in her chef coat and pants and him passed out with an arm over Sanji and the other over his eyes. Five people in the world have seen these photos and no one else believes they exist.

Sanji knows a lot about sex, no one who works at sea - no matter how old, unfortunately - can't not know. Mihawk tries to make the conversations not awkward but like he's Mihawk and Sanji is Sanji so at first they're probably awkward and very factual until Sanji's older and living Baratie and asking her dad some bizarre questions about sex, like what certain acts are or something. Like technical terms and when he's asking her why she's asking she mentions how Zeff and the cooks killed a man or something for propositioning her or something and Mihawk is like 'Ah, yes. I did leave you in good hands for work training, but nothing else.' and then explains whatever she's asking and they'll dive into the nuances of certain acts or the mechanics.

And when Zoro and Perona are on Kuraigana, Mihawk is looking at them and is like 'okay, well, my daughter's not here and neither of you will fit in her clothes' and they're both shocked he has a kid as he digs in old chests and finds clothes for them. Perona isn't in Sanji's old room but they are allowed to look through the room and see if there's anything they'd like to borrow. Zoro probably finds a very old copy of Noland the Liar and tells Mihawk and Perona going there and how the cook was scared of all the bugs. Mihawk is neutral until Zoro opens up the page and sees Sanji's name and Zoro laughs and says there's two people named three in the world and Perona has keyed into something but she's not sure what as Mihawk is like 'just one, to my knowledge, my daughter is the cook of your crew.' and Zoro pales immediately.

One time they're all in Mihawk's office as he goes over paperwork and Perona asks why there's a blonde braid on his desk next to a photo of him and a kid. Zoro comes to look and says they both remind him of Sanji and Mihawk is like 'did you both already forget who my daughter is?' as pinches the bridge of his nose. Mihawk explains the braid is from when Sanji moved to Baratie full time and left home. She has one of Yoru's old cords and her own photo from a Baratie party. Also no one will believe them that this photo exists. Nor is anyone going to believe them about Mihawk having a daughter. He sits back and watches in amusement as realization takes both of them and that outside of the geezer and Sanji, no one will believe Zoro and no one in Perona's life will believe her.

When the Strawhats are reunited Zoro corners Sanji and demands to see the photo of her and her dad and Sanji is making fun of him for losing his eye on Kuraigana as she shows him the photo and the cord. I also feel like it becomes common knowledge on the ship because someone(Usopp and Luffy) found the photo and brandished it to the crew and Robin is cooing at baby Sanji with Nami and Zoro is talking about the photo Mihawk has on his desk. Everyone is staring at the cook in awe and she points out none of them asked.

Every time they get an ally and Luffy is introducing his crew and gets to Sanji she thumps him on the head and is like 'you can't keep telling people who my dad is! You're going to get us killed!' and no one fucking believes it until they pass the photo on the way into the galley. And (for the Lawsan agenda) everyone always makes a comment about how darling they look but Law asks how Mihawk even acquired her and Sanji mentions he saved her and the geezer and took her with. Geezer said he needed someone to make the man soft so the blonde girl would do. Law is like 'oh this is me and Cora just flipped' and then he starts falling for the cook. Because she is good at making people soft, she gives him a place away from Luffy and the others, has coffee ready at all times of the day, and is insanely good at bickering with multiple people as well as intelligent conversations. When they start dating, post WCI and during Wano, Sanji brings up meeting her dad eventually and Law points out he's met the man. Sanji says knowing the man as a warlord and as her boyfriend are different and will garner different reactions which makes Law blanch and Jinbei and Marco fucking lose it at them.

When Law does meet the man as Sanji's boyfriend? It's happenstance, Mihawk is sailing by and figured he'd check on Zoro(and Sanji) and Sanji has a few drinks in her(courtesy of Ikkaku) and is on Law's lap when he rolls up he hears the crews talking and Zoro and Luffy welcome him aboard since this isn't pirate business, just a man checking on his kids and Luffy announces to everyone that 'Sanjis dad is here!' and Law and Sanji are staring at the swordsman who is staring back as Shachi and Penguin are losing it and Law shambles him and his girlfriend away out of not panic but a definite fear for his safety.

Sanji is of course telling him he's dumb and just made it so much worse for them because her dad is a master of observation haki. He will find them. Law groans buries his face in her neck because they're a few drinks deep and were not planning on introductions yet, but they have to be made. Also they shambled to Law's room on the Tang so they have to make their way from the Tang to the Sunny. Mihawk is talking with Zoro and nods at them as they go back and Zoro asks Law if Mihawk scared him that much and Sanji says to be nice but Mihawk does agree he's a rather frightful person to have as your partner's parent. Sanji frowns at him and Mihawk raised a brow at her and then she very unceremoniously drags her dad to the galley and he lets her. He just goes which might be the more concerning part because even Zoro is surprised the man lets her pull him around.

They return with wine and glasses to join the party and Law can tell his girlfriend is blushing from whatever they were talking about in the galley as she stands beside him and Mihawk next to her and they open the wine as Mihawk looks to Law.

"I don't necessarily do 'shovel talks' if that's what you're concerned about." Mihawk says smoothly.

"Right." Law nods. "Knowing you're her father is enough, I assume?"

"Well, Zeff and the cooks from Baratie maimed or killed those who were...uncouth. I have no doubt my daughter would kick your ass if you needed it. I assume I would only be called if something dire were to happen." Mihawk answers as he sips his wine. "I didn't kill Roronoa to defend my daughter's honor because she can do that herself."

"Yeah, sure." Zoro hummed in his drink. Sanji handed her glass to Law as Mihawk looked amused and then shocked at Sanji's legs catching on fire as she rushed the green haired man.

"She can skywalk too." Law says as he watches the fight start. "When I saved Zoro-ya after Kaido punched him I shambled us down and she happened to catch both of us. One on each shoulder and still managed to not lose speed."

"Yes, well, being a chef does require a decent amount of upper body strength already, cooking for this crew even more so." Mihawk acknowledges. "Though her hair not being braided is new." He tacks on tilting his head as the wings fight.

"She hasn't the entire time we have been dating." Law says in a questioning tone. Mihawk hums as they watch the cook fight the swordsman, Luffy is laughing and reminding Law he can't take Sanji with him which makes Law flush and yell at him which makes Mihawk chuckle into his wine as the fight concludes. Sanji goes back over and Mihawk hands her his glass and just starts braiding her hair because 'what the fuck have you been doing to your hair?' 'Nothing! Look at my crew! It wouldn't last a day!' 'So pin it.' and everyone is watching him make quick work of her hair and then takes his wine back. The father daughter duo definitely threaten to call Zeff on each other. Mihawk is surprisingly relaxed during the party, even when his daughter leaves with her boyfriend to sleep,

The next morning he's helping Sanji cook in the galley of the Thousand Sunny and Law is the first to come in, despite his hangover, and does say his cooks are providing breakfast to his crew and Sanji nods and gives him coffee. As the crew filters in for breakfast Nami asks Mihawk about braiding and how quick he did it. Mihawk answers he's been cording sword hilts for most of his life and wrapping with multiple cords is just braiding and applying it to his daughter's hair was not so different and offers a demonstration. Which Nami agrees to eagerly and Robin smiles and says that would be a good idea. Mihawk tells Law he is participating, no arguments.

After breakfast is cleaned up Sanji is sat on a chair on deck and Nami has brought the hair pins and hair ties out and Mihawk shows them all several different braids, ranging from simple to intricate. Law is taking many mental notes during this whole thing. When he is made to do a braid on his girlfriend under her father's watchful eye Law doesn't shake because he's a surgeon who has been in worse situations and executes it well. Mihawk departs with a clap to his shoulder and a promise the next time they'll meet to be an excellent fight. Sanji is smiling and once Mihawk is gone asks Law how it was meeting her dad. Law groans and curses her and pulls her close because her dad is terrifying and he's afraid he knotted the shit out of her hair and he will hear about it.

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artificial-transmutations · 1 year

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The curse of the witches house

Ratko sighed. He really loved his job as a paramedic, but this was the third emergency call today, and he started to just feel tired. The first two calls were not so hard, though. One of them was nothing more than a car accident on the road nearby. And it didn't take long to find all wounded people at that one.

This time was different, though. It took him almost an hour to reach the location where the emergency happened. This wasn't because of traffic or distance, but rather due to the fact that it was in a remote and deserted building in a forest, which was not easy to find. "The witches house", people called it. No-one knew what they did there, but some said that something evil lurked behind those walls.

When he finally found the place, Ratko felt scared. It looked like a haunted house from the movies. It wasn't difficult to imagine that a witch was once living there. A broken window gave him access inside.

"Hello?" he shouted nervously. His voice sounded small in the dark empty room. But no answer came. "Is anyone here?!" he tried again. Great, he thought. Either it had been a prank call or the people needing help were unconscious - or worse. Maybe someone got hurt badly.

He entered the house and checked if anything seemed wrong. Nothing did until he came to the cellar. There, he smelled the strange smell of burned herbs. He saw a big table with several jars full of unknown ingredients. Curiosity got the better of him and he looked around some more in the room. Suddenly, he heard a noise from above, startling him badly. Instinctively backing off, Ratko accidentally knocked one of the old jars from the table, breaking it. Immediately, the smell of exotic herbs filled the air and Ratko briefly heard a ghostly echo, like the cackle of an old woman. Frightened, he shook his head and quickly left the cellar.

After searching the house, he concluded that it was probably a prank call. Frustrated, Ratko went home. It was early evening already and after eating dinner, went to watch some tv. Normally, Ratko would spend the evening reading or studying, but today, he didn't really feel like it. Searching for something that caught his attention, he finally settled on a socker game. Normally, Ratko didn't care for sports at all, but today it just felt right. He even went to get a can of beer from the fridge that was still left from his last birthday.

That wasn't even so bad, Ratko concluded, as he sat on his couch, sipping his beer and watching sports. The good part about socker, or sports in general, was that the players were usually pretty fit and good looking. Perhaps he should work out more himself, he mused, while he stuck his right hand into his pants almost automatically. He felt his cock chub up and began stroking it gently. Oh well, maybe tomorrow morning...

The next day was Saturday and Ratko woke up late in the morning on his couch, feeling lazy and relaxed. It took him a moment to recollect what happened yesterday, but the beer can on his floor and the cum stains in his uniform pants told him most of the story. After showering and cleaning up, he decided to go jogging instead of going to the library, which is what he usually did on Saturday mornings. He was surprised by himself about how fit he was. Running didn't really tire him much and his body was functioning like a well-oiled machine. But God was he horny. Every time he passed a somewhat attractive guy, he turned around and checked out their asses. Perhaps he should try to get laid again, it had been a while. The erection that grew in his running shorts was hard to hide. At first, he tried to stuff it down his leg, but it wouldn't stay there. So, he decided to just flaunt it and smiled at men looking at his bulge. At some point, somebody smiled back. He wasn't bad looking, so Ratko stopped and, after checking the other man out, addressed him unusually bluntly: "Hey man! Like what you see?" It wasn't like him to be so direct, but somehow, he found it difficult to formulate proper sentences today.

The stranger laughed and answered in kind: "Yes, I do."

"Good," Ratko replied confidently, "so let's take this somewhere private."

"Sure thing!" the young man said enthusiastically and grabbed Ratko's arm. They walked together through the park and when they reached a secluded corner where no one could hear them, Ratko pushed the stranger against a tree and kissed him passionately. It was only a few seconds before the two started making out hotly and groping each other.

"Oh fuck, yeah!" Ratko groaned loudly as his hands explored the stranger's body. He loved the smooth skin and soft muscles underneath his fingers. His dick was throbbing like crazy now and it was getting harder and harder to keep control over it. With some force and not much finesse, Ratko flipped the guy around and pulled down his pants, exposing the strangers ass.

"Fuck me! Fuck my tight little hole!" the stranger moaned and lifted his buttocks up.

"I'm gonna do it, baby!" Ratko growled and pressed his cock against the guys asshole.

"Oh yes!" the man cried out, "fuck me hard!"

"Yeah!" Ratko grunted and shoved his cock inside the man's ass. He felt the heat of the stranger's body and smelled its sweat. The man's ass squeezed his cock tightly as he thrust forward with powerful strokes.

"Ohh yesss!" the stranger screamed out as he felt his ass being fucked hard. He couldn't believe how good it felt. His whole body trembled, and he felt his balls tightening. He knew he would soon cum if Ratko kept fucking him like this. He wanted to warn him, but his voice failed him. Instead, he just gasped loudly as he felt an orgasm rushing towards him. And then it hit him, and he exploded deep inside the stranger's ass. He clenched his teeth and closed his eyes as waves of pleasure coursed through his body. At the same time, the stranger moaned and creamed the front of his own pants.

Both men were panting, and Ratko couldn't believe that he just fucked a random guy out in the open. Somehow, though, it made him feel proud.

"Want one?" The stranger offered Ratko a cigarette. He wanted to reply that he didn't smoke, but then again, why not start now, he reasoned and took the cigarette.

"Thanks," he said and lit up. He took a long drag and looked at the man who was still holding his pants up. "We can do this again sometimes", Ratko offered, while already walking away.

Although he just finished a run and pounded a strangers ass, Ratko was still feeling full of energy, so he decided to go to the gym to lift some weights.

It was a long workout and after it, Ratko was feeling horny again. On the way home, he bought some packs of smokes and a six pack of beer. He lit a cigarette already on the way home and another when he arrived on his couch and cracked open a beer.

Parts of Ratko felt disgusted. He was a far way from the intellectual he had been before, and could only watch helplessly, as with each passing hour today, his thoughts had slowed down and his body had grown bigger, and he could do nothing to stop this curse.

The next day, when Ratko woke up and after he jerked off in the morning, he looked at himself in the mirror, while smoking another cig. Yeah, he looked good, Ratko decided with a dumb chuckle. Time to work out and then find another guy to sink his jock meat into.

#male transformation #gay jock #smoking #dumbing down #muscle tf

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muldj0rd · 5 months

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What's Your Type? || Sebmark

Summary: Sebastian doesn't understand why Mark keep turning away the people that walks up to him while they're out, so with enough alcohol in his system, he asks why

Warnings: anal, anal fingering, unprotected sex, blowjob, drunk sex, not beta read

Masterlist || AO3

Mark was an attractive man, nobody could deny that, and if he did, they’d be lying. As a result of this, Mark was always approached by both women and men looking for a good night

Sebastian knew this. Sebastian and Mark weren’t together, they barely even talked a lot, but the thought of Mark fucking somebody else than Sebastian, made the blonde’s blood boil till he overheated

Sebastian had tried multiple times to get closer to Mark, but the way the Aussie looked at him was too intimidating, yet, the German got so turned on when he looked at him like that

It was embarrassing how jealous Sebastian got when he saw various girls and guys walk over to Mark when they were out celebrating after a good race

Mark could get any of the people who walked over to him, but for some reason, he had turned them all down. Every single one of them. Sebastian wanted to know why but never dared to ask

He had told himself that tonight. Tonight was the night he was gonna ask… He just needed a little more alcohol inside him before he could get the courage to be under his intimidating stare without getting a hardon you could see from a mile away

The clock had hit around 2 in the morning, and everybody had started going back to their hotels, getting some rest before their flight to the UK

Sebastian drowned the last bit of his drink before he placed the empty glass on the bar counter and walked over to the booth Mark was sitting at, alone since the others had abandoned him to go before they got too drunk

Mark merely looked at Sebastian. He didn’t say anything, didn’t even look at him the way he normally did

“Mate, I'm warning you. I’m really drunk” Mark said, his accent thickened by the alcohol

“Yeah, that’s fine, I just wanna ask you something” Mark leaned back into his seat, looking at Sebastian across the table “Why? Why do you turn everybody away who walks up to you? They clearly want to get into your pants, and you could get any of them, yet, you turn them all away” Sebastian yapped quickly, confused by his teammate's actions

“They’re not my type” He shrugged

Not his type? Sebastian had noticed that, from the girls' side, they were all different, but the guys, they were all tall, muscular, fit, full of themselves, brunette, brown eyes “What is your type?”

It was only now that Mark looked at him the way he normally did. Sebastian squirmed in his seat, he might even have let out a whimper if you listened closely enough

Mark looked Sebastian up and down the best he could with the table blocking his lower body “Short, blonde, blue eyes, not someone who hits the gym every waking out” Mark hit Sebastian’s foot with his own, playing it off as an accident “A twink” He said, making intense eye contact with Sebastian as he took a sip of the alcohol in his glass

Sebastian’s cheek heated up with a slight blush, as well as it crept down his neck. It wasn’t noticeable if you were starting a few feet away, but with how close the two were sitting across from each other, it was very noticeable for the Aussie

It drew out a chuckle from him as he saw the change of colour in the German’s cheeks

The kiss was messy from the start, even more so as they stumbled into one of their hotel rooms. It was wet, sloppy, and uncoordinated. Both sets of hands all over each other

Sebastian had pressed Mark up against the wall and gotten on his knees quicker than what wouldn’t have hurt him

Mark’s one hand had drawn through Sebastian’s hair, pulling at it softly as Sebastian’s small hands worked on the Aussie’s belt, looking up at him through hooded eyelids, looking so innocent, even with their mixed spit running down his chin from the messy kiss

“Fuck. You’re so pretty like this, Seb” Mark breathed out, almost a breathy moan as Sebastian had gotten Mark’s jeans and boxers down to his mid-thighs

Sebastian whined at Mark’s words, feeling his hand tugging on his hair as he spit in the palm of his hand, slowly getting Mark fully hard

“F-fuck” His breath shuttered as Sebastian’s thumb went over his tip “God. You’re so good at that” Mark smiled as Sebastian slowly circled his tongue around the head

Sebastian smiled as well as he could while taking all of Mark into his mouth that he could, putting his hand around the rest he couldn’t fit

Sebastian started moving, gaging ever so slightly as he could feel Mark hitting the back of his throat

Mark groaned every time he hit Sebastian’s throat as it sent vibrations all through his cock and up his spine, pulling him closer to the edge, making him tighten his hand in Sebastian’s hair, making the German moan around the cock in his mouth

Mark forced Sebastian off of him, panting hard. He looked down at where Sebastian sat, lips puffy, spit down his cheek, hair messy, eyes watering from the force in his throat and the sting in the scalp of his hair

“Fuck, you’re good at that” He chuckled, stroking his thumb over Sebastian’s cheek

“Thank you” He smiled slightly, going toward Mark again, trying to get his mouth on him

“Don’t. Gonna make me come” He was still panting hard

“Isn’t that the point, no?” Sebastian asked with a confused expression

“I’m an old man, Seb. I can’t go multiple rounds” His breathing had settled somewhat back to normal “Strip and get on the bed” Sebastian didn’t hesitate to take off his clothes and get on the bed, laying on his back

Mark slowly walked over to him, getting his own clothes off at a painfully slow speed

The moment Mark slightly hovered over Sebastian’s naked body, he had his legs wrapped around his hips, pulling him closer

“Seb, no need to rush” Mark said, kissing the blonde’s neck, drawing whimpers from him

“Please, I just want you inside me. Please” Sebastian begged, bucking his hips up, hoping for some friction

Mark didn’t see it, but he could feel Sebastian scramble on the bed

“Mark, please. I just need you inside me, bitte” He whined, pressing the bottle of lube into the Aussie’s hand

“Give me a pillow” Mark said, leaning back to take a proper look at him

He put the pillow under his hips, getting Sebastian in an ankle where Mark would hit him in the perfect spot with ease

Mark poured some of the lube onto his fingers, warming it up a bit before pressing one to his rim, making Sebastian whimper and grip the sheets beneath him

He entered his first finger, holding onto Sebastian’s thigh with the other hand, digging his nails softly into his skin

He twisted his finger, getting Sebastian adjusted before he started moving it, hearing all the whimpers that he drew out of the German

Mark slowly pushed a second finger into him, drawing out a moan from Sebastian at the suddennessnness

He slowly started moving his fingers, stretching him out so beautifully. He curled his fingers, hitting just the right spot inside Sebastian that made him almost scream out his moans and his body shake

Mark entered his third finger, even though Sebastian had said multiple times he was ready. Poor judgment had Mark thought

“Mark, please I’m ready. Bitte, bitte. Please” Mark finally gave in to Sebastian’s pretty begging. He curled his fingers one last time before he pulled them out, earning him a whine from the man under him

He wiped off his fingers on Sebastian’s thigh, making him squirm under his touch

Sebastian looked up at Mark as he poured lube onto himself. He gave himself a few pumps with his hand before he lined himself up with Sebastian’s hole

Sebastian whines and whimpers as Mark slowly pushes into him. He groaned himself as he pushed all the way in. He held his hips still, getting the German to adjust to him

A few seconds went by before Sebastian told him he could move. He didn’t hesitate and started moving slowly

He grabbed Sebastian’s hips tightly, digging his nails into his skin, most definitely leaving marks for him to see tomorrow

As he started setting a faster and rougher pace, he had found his prostate, drawing out the most beautiful loud moans Mark had ever heard

“Fuck, you sound so pretty, baby” He said, shifting his weight onto his left arm, hovering over him, speeding his hips up more

“Fuck, Mark. Please- ‘m so close” Sebastian pleaded between his moans, wanting his release

“Hold on for me a little longer, okay?” Sebastian managed to nod a few times, even as his body shook rapidly beneath Mark, trying to hold his orgasm back

Hi attempt to hold it back, made him clench hard and fast down onto Mark, pulling him closer to his release as well

“You’re so- Fuck, you feel so good” He groaned, putting his hand around Sebastian’s cock, slowly starting to stroke him “Come for me” Sebastian didn’t need any more confirmation before he came, shooting his load onto his stomach and down Mark’s hand

Mark wasn’t long behind. He managed a few more thrusts before he stilled his hips and came deep inside Sebastian with a deep groan

As he felt himself soften, he pulled out of Sebastian, not missing the small whine that escaped from his plump lips. He laid down beside him, propping himself up on his arm “You’re real pretty, you know that?” Mark asked, causing a giggle from Sebastian who rolled over as well

“You’re drunk,” He said, smiling nonetheless

“Yeah, but I know what I'm talking about,” He said, placing a kiss against his lips, hand into his hair, messing it up even more. He pulled back and went to find a damp towel to clean them both up with

“How long?” Sebastian asked as Mark pulled his body into his own “How long have i been your type?” He clarified, letting hi head fall into the crook of Mark’s neck

“Ever since i laid my eyes on you the first time”

#sebmark #sebastian vettel smut #mark webber smut #formula one #f1 #f1 smut #sebmark smut

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celebtf · 6 months

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Could you do a story between timothee chalamet and Austin Butler?

Austin,Timmy, The prize

The hype was real for the fans, everybody was screaming diffrent names and phones were taking pictures. The paparazzi was everywhere this evening and the black cars pulled up to the read carpet and to the building. This was going to be an amazing night for Movies and TV, everybody has dressed up and was going to have so much fun.

The Black car pulled up to the entré of the buildning and everybody went crazy, the camera had a blinding light and it flashed from black back to reality each second. Austin stepped out of the car, with his legs first and then his head poked out. Austin loved going to these big nights, even better if he was nominated for anything, which he was tonight, he was up for 4 awards and he was ver confident that he would win something atleast, it's been a good year for him.

Austin went inside the building that the award ceremony was held, he had walked the carpet done, he loved meeting his fans and pose for pictures and he still was very confident.

Another black car pulled up right before Austin was heading outside. The fans went crazy and the paparazzi was capturing pictures. Austin heard all the screaming and turned around and saw, it was Timothée Chalemet stepping out from his car. No wonder everybody went crazy, it's Timmy, Ofcourse, Austin would too, but he had to play it cool.

" Oh damn he looks good in that suit, the way those pants fit his ass, really forms it" Austin couldn't believe his thoughts, he wasn't even gay, why would he think so about another guy.

" Hey Austin, come here And take some pictures " Timmy called him over and Ofcourse he couldn't say no, it was great PR marketing and good for his brand to be seen with another promising actor.

The night went on for the two guys, award after award, Austin saddly didn't win anything Tonight even if he had a great year, but to even be nominated was an Honor, right? That's how you're supposed to think, you don't want to come of as greedy or mad that you didn't win. For Timmy, he won a few, well he won two actually. Ofcourse Austin was happy for the rising star, why wouldn't he be?

Austin went to the toilet for a good pee, he had hold it in for a long time, a good 4 hours, you don't really get breaks on these things. Austin went in and peed, beside him was Timothée, he had put his award on the counter while he peed, they talked a little too.

" Hey man, I'm sorry you didn't win anything, but do you want to feel mine? " Austin couldn't say no to that, he wanted to touch, to hold it, he wanted to pretened he won, bit he wouldn't admit that out loud.

Timmy started to hand over the Prize when suddenly everything went black, both men fell to the ground.

Austin opened his eyes first and saw that he was on the bathroom floor, his first thought was that now he would need to clean this suit since he probably laid in somebody's pee, but he felt lighter for once but also shorter, he stood up and saw in his reflection, it wasn't Austin stairing back at him, he saw Timothée looking back, Austin turned around to see his old body laying on the floor still.

Austin got scared, he was now in Timothée's body, he didn't know what to do, but he didn't really mind it, Timmy looked good, had a great ass and now he kinda got the awards of you think about it. Austin grabbed his new award and left his old body in the bathroom.

Austin left the night with a new body and two new Awards and 100 missed calls from an unknown number.

#celebrity tf #body swap #celebtf #transformation #gay #male body suit #malebody swap #male shapeshift #body switch #straight to gay #austin butler #timmy chalamet #timothée chalamet #dune

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despairots · 9 months

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- my blood is singing with your voice , #o. dazai!

description, osamu dazai’s a kid. he still is, but it’s fine; he’s been exploited at 14, yet he’s terrifying. you never met him one on one, only observed him from a distance. | ( r’s opinion and history with the port mafia! ) ( a continuation of my special oneshot of “a night to remember” )

— story contains, swearing, suicide jokes, self harm implied, r! being insane, mafia activities, murder? violence, mental health, obsessive love disorder ( reader! ) please tell me if i missed anything! gender neutral! reader. age 15 - 18 ( 15 arc and dark era )

this is a continuous series of “a night to remember!” r!’s ability is based off rofū miki’s book: the sick rose (their overall genuinely character is based of the author aswell) r!'s ability: the user possesses poisonous blood they can use against their opponent or when threatened. if someone were to touch via skin contact or inhale the smell of their blood, the person will become severely ill. they wear any port mafia would wear; white button up, black blazer, and pants but r! wears a gauze around their neck.

you hardly remembered what it felt like to admire someone from afar. when it involved someone like dazai, the first initial thought was to fear him. from his list of crimes, his intelligence that extended to the title he was given.

“the demon prodigy.” a title he earned at the age of 15. although, a name like that should fit him, it doesn’t for some odd reason. maybe because he was still a kid like you, a kid who was mislead their entire life.

osamu dazai doesn’t know you, you know him though— after all, his name and position gives him a lot of attention. you’re a simple mafioso who’s been taken because of your ability, there was nothing all that special about you.

it’s scary that someone around your age can cause such destructive and damage, but at the same time, it wasn’t scary. you’ve never seen a boy climb up the ranks so aggressively fast. dazai’s extremely talented, yet so young that you wondered; was he always this much of prodigy when he was younger?

spectating (more like stalking) afar says a lot about your character and the community you grew up in. the port mafia taught kids to commit crimes to grow the port mafia, dazai joining caused the criminal organization to sky rocket.

he’s laid missions with no casualties (if you minus the mobs getting killed), his missions going smoothly and he’s the right hand man of mori, not only that, the youngest port mafia executive.

although, he carries such a terrifying image and name, you’re someone who does not care about that. if he hurts somebody, or if someday hurts me, the same red blood will be shred. only you can see his blood seeping through the wounds he inflicts on himself.

you would choose him, even if it meant destruction of the world. it’s a selfish, atrocious choice. and yet, it looks more like love.

acting is like love; you can’t do it alone. if you know how to surrender, then you know what to do when you act. loving another is an act of total surrender. love only appears when you surrender your heart, ego, and whole self for someone else.

dazai has a tone that sinks into the abyss of the spirit, and deep, dark eyes that seem to hold the conviction that the sun will never rise again.

you admired him… and the world he created. a universe without him, you can’t even imagine it. he’s poison to you. everything he says, his whole being. he can circulate within you and you can feel him changing me from the inside.

he could be your downfall.

#⑴ kaz’s written works!#bsd #bungou stray dogs #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd x female reader #bsd x gender neutral reader #bsd x male reader #bsd x reader #osamu dazai #dazai osamu #osamu dazai x reader #dazai x female reader #dazai x reader #dazai x gender neutral reader #dazai x male reader #osamu dazai bsd #dazai bsd #bungou stray dogs dazai

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reneeluv154 · 9 months

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The man with the accent.

I hope you enjoy! 🤍🤍

In this imagine your looking for a place to stay when you find no luck Jack saves you from a drunken man as well as offering a place to stay.

I was terribly lost, this small town was bursting at the seams with people and carriages, horses and fruit stands. “Excuse me, can I help you?” A rather short man with short brunette hair, thick sideburns, and a somewhat smug look asked. He wore a tall black hat, with a black jacket and leather gloves to match. A gray button-down suit with a white shirt underneath. A cloth wrapped around his neck, his shoes were nice and polished, he didn’t fit in.

“Well I came here hoping to find shelter, you see I-“

He closed his eyes, shaking his head. “I’m not all worried about that but-“ He paused, pulling a golden-backed pocket watch out of his suit pocket and checking the time.

“You might as well hurry, the men get quite restless.”

He gave a small inconsiderate smile before walking off toward a vendor. I was disgusted, how could someone say such a thing?

The sun had now set, leaving the stars and moon to take the sky. The only light in town came from the old pub in front of me. The only way I was going to find a place to stay was if I went in there and searched for somebody. The only people I had seen come in and out of the place were men.

Walking in, there were plenty of people, some were hollering while others were singing and some were simply enjoying a beer with a friend or two.I noticed the woman serving drinks.

“Excuse me, mam?”

“Oh, hi sweetheart I’ll be with you in just a moment .”

“I was just wondering if you had a place for me to stay. Just for the night.”

“I’m afraid all the rooms are filled.”

I didn’t exactly understand but she wasn’t quite in the talking mood, with the men ordering beers, whiskey, and rum left and right.I walked further into the mess of people feeling awkward and vulnerable.

“Hey, baby. How about you take me back and give me something special.” The man reeked of rum and cigarettes, clutching my arm tightly while stumbling about.

“I’m sorry I think you have the wrong person.” It was more of a question than a statement.

“Oh come on.” He tried tugging me with him to the back of the bar but I resisted, I was thoroughly shocked by his strength.

“Please let me go.” I was trying to be nice but also pleaded with him, attempting to pry his hand off.

“Leave her alone Gale.” This voice was different from any of the others I had heard, it was weird, I had never heard anything like it.

“Oh come on, it's her job.” The man huffed, tightening his grip and tugging on me harder.

“No. Gale, it’s not, this young lady does not work here.” The man with the accent came over loosening Gale’s grip immediately. Gale huffed, taking a look at me and going back to sit down by a small window.

“You can sit with us if you would like.” I followed the man with an accent as he walked over to a small rectangle table pulling a chair over for me. I sat down observing them, one at a time. The man to my left was much older than the Man with the accent, the hair on his head was gone but his beard and mustache still remained.

His natural hair color was breaking through with a bit of gray undertone. His clothes weren’t the nicest I had seen. The vest he wore over top of his stained button-up shirt with several of the buttons missing, was fraying at all the seams, a few tears here and there. The small red piece of cloth he had tied around his neck was faded as was the rest of his clothing. His suspenders holding up his light pants, a button having popped off of those as well.

The man with the accent was handsome, to say the least. His dirty blonde hair was messy from where he continued to run his hand through it while his lips were glossy from the beer in his hand. His brown eyes focused on the table as though he was trying to remember a memory far long gone. He wore a thin shirt, the puffy sleeves rolled up halfway revealing his slender arms and prominent veins. Overtop was a navy buttoned vest. His pants were brown, he wore a piece of cloth around his neck as well. His clothing was far more professional and seemingly new than the other.

“I heard you needed a place to stay. I have a hospital not too far down the street. I'm sure we could spare a room if you would like.” The man with the accent offered.

I wanted to so badly but had to think of those who truly needed that room.

“I greatly appreciate the offer but I’m sure there are plenty of others who need the room.”

“Yes but not currently, If the room is needed we will take you out and place you somewhere else safe.”

Both the men were now standing. Taking a moment to consider I agreed, walking out with the two of them and towards the hospital.

I sat on the small window sill watching the stars and the moon.

“I wouldn’t sit there, it would hurt if you fell.” That accent seemed to shock me each and every time.

“Nah, you think so?” Sarcasm spilling from my mouth.

He shook his head with a small smile. “Here’s some extra blankets it can get quite cold at night, if you need anything more just let me or one of the nurses know.”

I closed the window and latched it, going to help him spread the blankets across the bed.

“Thank you for letting me stay.”

“It’s my pleasure.” He smiled walking over to the door.

“Get some rest, I’ll probably come to check up on you tomorrow.”

I nodded leaving him to close the door and me climb into the bed, all the blankets creating a comforting weight.

There was one last thought on my mind before drifting to sleep. What was his name?

Part 2 is now on my profile.

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sauriansolutions · 9 months

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Based on a conversation I was having with @askbloatedbellyblog re: Cater belly kink!

For background, we'd been discussing how Cater canonically dislikes sweets, and I introduced my headcanon that he secretly gorges on savory snacks when in private.

Self indulgent silliness below the rm~

Extremely "😳" thought:

Imagine...

Cater has just wolfed down a huge order of loaded nachos, and is basking in the afterglow of his clandestine feast, when Riddle calls an impromptu meeting.

Cater scrambles to clean all the tortilla crumbs and queso off his uniform and his face. Then he realizes... he's eaten so much, he can barely get his pants buckled.

Struggling frantically, Cater stuffs himself into his clothes anyway, praying to the Great Seven that his Housewarden won't notice anything's off.

He arrives, and... ugh, it's as he dreaded.

Cater tries--he really tries!--to stand stiffly, still, at attention like all the others. Meanwhile, Riddle goes on and on about homework completion rates or whatever.

But. Cater's clothes are too tight. Especially his waistband. He starts shifting from foot to foot, completely stuffed full of nachos, and starting to really regret it. He feels so bloated, greasy, uncomfortable.

Just when Cater feels like he can't stand it anymore, somebody accidentally bumps into him and he lets out this ridiculously loud mega-burp, right when Riddle's back is turned.

Riddle whips around, face scarlet in affront. "Who did that?!" he demands to know.

Silence.

Riddle sniffs the air, then begins to positively grind his teeth in anger.

"And why, pray tell, does it suddenly smell like jalapenos and chili peppers in here?!"

Cater breaks out in cold sweat. On one hand... that belch just alleviated so much pressure. Yes. He really needed that! Miraculously, his pants feel like they fit now!

On the other hand, Riddle is going to find him out, and then probably remove his head from hia body, and not even in the metaphorical sense!

Riddle marches up and down the aisle while all stand in line at attention, drill-sergeant style, giving each "soldier" a suspicious look, and a once-over with narrowed eyes.

Cater is about to have a panic attack right there and then, when.

Unexpectedly, Trey steps forward with a hand raised and an embarrassed smirk.

"Sorry Riddle, that was me."

"Trey??" Riddle and several others--Cater included--gasp.

"Ahh, yeah," Trey laughs and sheepishly rubs his stomach. "See, I've been experimenting with some sweet-and-spicy recipes lately. And, uhh, the results have been a little, volatile."

Riddle draws himself up, glares at his vice prefect, then snaps,

"Well, alright... I suppose I can excuse your indiscretion just this once! But, no more of this 'experimenting' within the Heartslabyul walls without my explicit say-so, understand?"

"Of course, Housewarden," Trey replies with a slight bow, as a few others chuckle in relief now that the tension is dispersed.

After the meeting is over, Cater runs to Trey, feeling near-collapse with gratitude.

"Trey-Trey, omg, you're the man!" Cater grips his friend by the shoulders and shakes him, a little insistent. "Why'd you cover for me like that, though?"

Trey just gives his classic cockeyed smirk, and starts laughing quietly.

"Cay-kun, did you realize you have queso on your chin?"

To Cater's mortification, Trey uses his handkerchief to wipe his face.

"Hey, it's ok," Trey assures his friend in an undertone. "You're allowed to like whatever kind of food you like. Please don't feel like you need to subsist on cherry pies and sweet tea, just because you're in Heartslabyul."

"Ughh, duuude," Cater laughs, trying to play off the genuine gratitude he feels but doesn't quite know what to do with. "I know you're right, but... Housewarden Rosehearts is kind of a handful, isn't he? How do you deal with him so easily?"

At this, Trey's smug grin becomes "knowing," and, wry, he shakes his head.

"Let's just say... I've known Riddle for quite a long time now. And in that time, I've learned the best ways to keep him appeased."

"Like how?" Cater asks.

"Well, for example..." Trey leans in, like he's divulging a deep secret. "After today, I'm going to have to make sure I have plenty of chili-cornbread and jalapeno-honey muffins for him to sample."

"In fact, if you happen to have the time, would you care to drop by the Heartslabyul kitchen and perhaps help me bake some?"

#twisted wonderland #belly kink #twst tummy stuff #cater diamond #trey clover #riddle rosehearts #burping #stuffing #peak self indulgence right here

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knightyoomyoui · 2 years

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Mina x M Reader - “She Will Be Loved”

STREAM “SET ME FREE” !!!

"I still can't believe we're doing this."

You just parked up your car in one of the blank lots beside the establishment where you and your couple of friends unanimously decided to visit.

Staring at the neon lights flashing at the sign beside the large board that says "PERFECT WORLD BAR AND LOUNGE", it struck you again the unbelievably feeling of the fact that you're about to spend a time for the first time not just by being alone but with your friends... inside a bar.

"Neither are we.", your friend and fellow high ranking employee named Kai placed his hands on his pants' pocket while inhaling the cold night air outside.

"But it still confuses us a lot how you as a rich personality haven't ever... entered a bar in your whole life?", one of the two women in your group, sporting a blonde wavy wearing her pencil skirt and blouse office attire named Minnie; asked you curiously.

"Never became my taste nor interest to go for a hangout.", you just shrugged, unamused emotion present in your face. "I don't know why but yes I get it, there's hot women there, expensive alcohol..."

"Just say you are an introvert and you don't like too much crowded and noisy places.", the other woman named Irene rolled her eyes at you.

"There you go.", you clicked your tongue.

"Alright, but hey; you really sure about this boss?", your friend Seungmin asked you worriedly. "We don't want you to be uncomfortable."

"I'll be fine. Like I said, it's my treat and you all have the freedom to choose where to spend it. I just want us to celebrate our successful presentation earlier.", you waved it off and smiled assuringly at them.

"Fine then. You got us anyway, boss. We'll make sure nothing would go crossing the line.", the last one in your group that hasn't spoken yet; standing beside you named Changbin smirked and massaged your nape.

You nodded and all of you proceed to walk your way to the entrance of the bar.

All of you showed your identification cards and immediately confirmed that none of you were below 18 since it's pretty obvious to your appearances.

Stepping inside, what greeted you is a very loud slow electrical type of music which is not your taste, resonating around the interior of the bar.

Many people around from every corners, sides and to the center. Slightly dark litted light scattered with spinning disco ball colored one moving around the room and ofcourse, the crowded noises that is not fitting for you but for your friends; you'll do your best to endure.

"Drinks to prefer? Anyone?", Kai asked every single one of you as all are facing the cashier and the bartender section.

"Mojito for me!", Minnie raised her hand.

"Cosmopolitan.", Seungmin followed.

"I'm good with Martini.", Irene said.

"Tequila sunrise would be nice.", you smiled as the craving filled your body speaking that favoring alcoholic drink of yours.

"Well, I'm taking a Margarita, how about you dude?", Kai asked.

"Negroni's on me.", Changin pointed himself with his thumb.

Kai nodded and he instructed Changbin to join him ordering all the drinks while you joined the rest to find a vacant table to seat.

You went to discuss with Irene, Minnie, and Seungmin first about a brief overview of what transpired during that crucial meeting, which provided enormous satisfaction to all investors interested in your firm.

Few minutes later, Kai and Changbin returned with all of your orders placed accordingly in the tray.

Just as when all of you about to take a sip from your respective drinks, your attention were hooked on by the announcement of the man speaking in the mic who sounds like he's introducing somebody.

"Ladies and gentlemen, for the next performance; please give a round of applause to Sharon!"

The audience began applauding in unsynchronized rhythms, some were rapid, such as those men gathered near the stage, expecting the arrival of that dancer, while others were sluggish, it's up to them now whether there's a purpose behind it. It was sheer curiosity, to tell you exactly what you and your friends had in mind. As you all heard the speaker hyping someone who would perform right now for everyone in the room, you all turned your faces away from the wineglass and toward the stage. A very attractive woman exiting the curtain was spotted slowly walking towards the middle of the stage in a black casual coat that concealed her matching pair of black lingeries, stockings and suspenders with high boots at the bottom.

The greedy, hyped men began howling even more at the sight of this hottie now fully presented in their lustful eyes.

Only for you to react differently with a ripple from your lips wackily at how pathetic these dog looking perverts acting right now of this woman named Sharon.

Sharon.

"Wait...", you muttered as that name rang into your head; as if hearing that name makes you feel... nostalgic and familiar.

After a series of scrolling down to your trip across the memory lane, it landed your mind to remember that there was this certain someone you knew very dearly before who holds that particular name you just heard minutes ago.

-FLASHBACK- "So you came from Texas right?", you asked the girl bestfriend of yours sitting beside you under the tree.

"Mmhmm.", she nodded, unable to verbally answer because her lips and tongue are focusedly savoring the taste of the mint flavored ice cream in a cone in her hand.

"Then that means you're half American too... and since you have that nationality then you should have an English name for you to use there in alternate.", you said as you shared the logic formed in your young mind.

"I do have one."

"What's yours?"

Your brows floated in eagerness.

"Sharon.", your mouth formed an O shaped in eureka as the information awed you. "They said my parent's neighbors back then used to call me that when I was a baby."

"Oh... wow, that's interesting.", you said with still your mouth left agape in surprise.

"You can call me too if you want. It's just a name after all.", she shrugged and giggled. "But ofcourse, I have to call you too with your own."

"But... I don't have any. I never went or lived in another country than here in Japan."

"I'll make one for you then.", she nonchalantly said.

"You can? What could it be?"

"Y/EN, is it alright to you? Or do you have any to suggest?", she smirked.

You shook your head as a no. "Nah. That sounds cool enough. I'll take it."

"Good.", she chuckled. She raised her free hand and showed it to you.

"Now that we have both, let's introduce ourselves again with our English names.", she grinned. Her face became kind of sultry and daring, a sly smile drawn in her lips as she offers you her hand. "Hi, I'm Sharon Myoui; what's your name."

"I'm Y/EN LN. Nice to meet you, Sharon.", you pretended as if you had your another persona like her and you just met her today.

-END OF FLASHBACK-

You finally recalled.

Sharon.

The english name of your childhood bestfriend before. Her real name's Myoui Mina.

You just realized that you haven't seen that girl for almost 10 years now since the last time you said goodbye to her after you departed through the States when your uncle offered your family to move with them as you also got a college application opportunity in Pensacola, Florida.

After you graduated, that's where you also slowly built your company with you currently as the owner alongside with your father plus also sitting in the CEO role.

That made you wonder, now that you are back here in Japan to monitor and take the CEO role for a month here along with your fellow friends slash employees after you requested to switch with the Japan branch management of yours; you didn't have any clue where or what she's been doing now these days.

You don't even know if she's alive or dead, but ofcourse there's no way you would love to hear the truth by that second option.

It made you miss Mina even more. To repeat, she was your very first friend.

Not to mention, the very first girl who taught you what love is.

You had a crush with that girl for so long, not until it got interrupted with your sudden leave to abandon her in Japan.

Speaking honestly, until now you still have her in your heart and mind. First love never dies indeed.

Now that you're here back in Japan, you took a mental note to yourself that have another task to do during your stay here for 1 month, and that is to find Mina again.

"Boss, you good?", Changbin asked you as he rubbed your shoulder while looking at you; snapping you out of the trance.

"Y-yeah, I am. I just remembered something.", you smiled timidly. Fortunately, Changbin got satisfied enough with your simple response.

"Dude, holy shit. I can't deny but... that Sharon looks so hot man.", Kai said as he directed his eyes more at the girl starting to spin around at the metal pole in the stage.

You didn't even know that while you were spacing up, the music background for Sharon to dance with was already played.

"Damn, Kai. Already turned on with the sight?", Irene said teasingly as she turned her head at Kai who got embarassed.

"Hell nah. I'm just stating what I clearly observed."

"But hey, she makes me gay again I swear. Lingeries and thick thighs are my goddamn weakness guys.", Minnie gulped and fanned herself as she heated up.

"No lies detected there Kai, it's as if she was taken control by her another persona now that she's performing. Something seductive you know. I saw her face earlier and she looked different from what we're having now.", Seungmin said.

You secretly agreed with what Seungmin said. She was just this pure-like looking lady entering the stage earlier then her entire aura changed to a much sexier and alluring one.

It is like she has two personalities.

That taught halted you as it sounded very... suspicious for you again.

"Nah. Maybe I'm just being too delusional. Coincidence it is.", you shook your head again in denial as you sipped on the alcohol from the glass you're holding.

All of you went silent as you focusedly watching Sharon's poledancing. Her movements are so smoothly done, flexibility was tested as she stretches and twirls around the pole which she easily passed it right away.

Not leaving the most important part, she has to capture everyone's attention more by seducing and attracting the audience with her sexy moves using the one thing she's confident of acknowledging it as the most favorite part of her body; those huge hypnotizing ass and shapely thighs of hers barely covered by her tight skirt and outlined with straps of her suspenders, bending and shaking it to present it even more.

Until it slowed down to a vanilla slow dance to match the fading rhythm of the song chosen for her before it ended, leaving most of the men to throw their money at the stage and whine about the sad fact that it has to end.

Some were even requesting for another one but to the respect of the time limit, it was peacefully rejected.

Sharon bowed as everyone clapped their hands including you and your group who was impressed and also tensed up at how intense her performance was.

You were left astounded and speechless at what you've seen. That was your first time and what an experience it is for you witness something like that from a very gorgeous woman.

Unlike from most of the men here except Seungmin, Kai and Changbin who are still on the mostly nice guys like you are, your attention shifted quickly next on the freshly cooked foods your friends ordered also.

"Smells tasty, c'mon guys, let's eat!", Kai said as he licked his lips before he encouraged his friends to feast.

-3 HOURS LATER-

"You know where their houses are?", you asked thoughtfully to Seungmin who was one of the only two people left remaining sober in your group other than you.

"Positive, boss.", he said confidently.

Glancing back at the window where you can visibly see the sleeping figures of Irene, Kai and Changbin at the back seat who were the ones got eliminated from being too drunk tonight.

"Be safe on your way home, okay?"

"Same as you and Minnie.", Seungmin said, pertaining also to his other friend in your responsibility to bring home also by your own since her place is quite close in your area.

He entered and sat in the driver's seat before starting the engine for the car to drive away as he waved goodbye at you which you returned the same gesture before he leaves.

You checked the time in your wristwatch, displaying the 11:08 PM glowing characters that told you the answer you're seeking before you enter your own car too.

However, it prevented you when suddenly you heard a screaming sound just almost near at your direction.

It piqued your interest on where could be the source is.

You searched for it, leaving your car where Minnie is still peacefully sleeping.

It led you to pause your tracks at the wall near the entrance of an alleyway just inches away from the bar.

You leaned your ears closer to hear closely before you followed it with your eyes to see what the hell has been going on inside there.

As you did, your own pair sprung up in shock at what you saw.

It was Sharon wearing her newly changed waitress attire being cornered by 3 men based on your counting.

One of them was now covering Sharon's mouth with his big hand while the other was cuffing her both wrists above her head on the wall.

Your eyes fumed as you heard those disgusting words that bastard spoke in front of the defenseless woman while the perverted animalistic looks of the other two guys are shown around her.

"All you have to do is to pleasure us, baby. It will be quick, we promise.", the guy creepily laughed. "We've been this very hard and horny since we saw that delicious body of yours, perhaps it won't be a problem for you to let us have a t-"

You can't bear the irritating sound if it much longer as you hurriedly rush through the punks, aiming first to the guy caging Sharon by executing a kick through the waist.

It yeeted the stranger aside and with your unexpected interference, it had you gather the attention of the other sidemen to see your dark and vengeful demeanor ready to make these losers feel your wrath from causing trauma on this woman.

They began attacking you, only to dodge it quickly with some sidesteps, aggressive bends and leans including some blocks before you returned the attempts back at them with karma.

Sharon had to sat and lean her back at the cold wall still crying while she watches you punching and kicking the shit out of these pricks.

Realizing that they are unmatched with your combat skills, they decided to retreat and run away leaving you and Sharon alone in the alleyway.

"YEAH RUN JUST LIKE THE COWARDS YOU ARE, BUNCH OF FUCKHEADS!", you shouted at them one more time.

You approached Sharon who is still kneeling and lowering her head between those encircled arms laid atop of her knees.

"Hey... hey, miss are you okay?", you poked her shoulder gently as you asked.

She gently raised her head to look at you. Her face was completely ruined by her messy makeup flooded by her streams of tears flowing down in her eyes.

It clenched your heart at how scared and awful she looked after that nearly worst experience of her life so far she almost experienced.

She couldn't speak from the strength of her shivers and heavy breaths due to her sobs, she only responded with a nod.

"You're okay now. Thank God I saw you here because if not... I'm really relieved I was still able to save you.", you said as you let her hug you and returned it back by clutching her arm and caressed it to comfort the poor woman.

"I know you don't know me also but I'll never do something bad to you just like what those scums did to you earlier.", you said confidently.

"Can I have just a little bit of your trust to let me take you home now? It's... now midnight here and we shouldn't stay here longer. I still have work also tomorrow."

You chuckled nervously at the end of your words.

Thankfully, it was enough for the lady to accept your invitation with another simple nod. She doesn't have any plans either to remain at this uncomfortable spot.

You grasped her slim arm and helped her gently stand up. She still lowered her head, making you think that she was rather shy or still hugely affected by that traumatic experience she faced.

You walked through your car with your hand still holding Sharon's arm, guiding her inside and allowing her to sit in the passengers seat beside you while you took the front to control the wheels, mentally memorized the address she gave to you. "Oh, don't mind her. She's with me. Got too drunk so I was about to take her home when I heard your screams.", you said cautiously when Mina stared at the sleeping Minnie on the back ride.

During the middle of the drive, you tried to engage a short conversation with Sharon who is staring lifelessly outside the window where she observes the surroundings being passed through.

It was becoming awkward and silent so you decided to atleast break that atmosphere to make the woman prevent build doubts about you.

"I was one of the customers who had to watch your performance earlier by the way."

"Your name is Sharon, right? Great dance you had there, but set aside the pervy thoughts that other men obviously had in you unlike me. You got real talent.", you added.

Sharon breathes deeply before she prepares herself to talk.

"T-thanks.", you heard her finally speak. It was slightly rough due to the effects of her heavy cries, but nonetheless it made you happy that atleast she's interested to join the flow of having a conversation with you.

"What happened to you? Did those men forcefully dragged you in that alleyway?"

Sharon heaved a large sigh and entangles her fingers nervously.

"I w-was just going to throw the garbage at the trashbin outside when t-those guys drinking their beers outside with their motorcycles got to see me. There, it follows what occurred next.", Sharon weakly shared.

You didn't wanted to continue tackling about that topic because it might make the lady even more uncomfortable and anxious to think about it over and over again so you moved on back to the previous.

"Good thing I heard your scream from the distance with my good hearing senses. If I didn't, I don't want to imagine anymore what it should've led. What's important now is that I luckily save you, Sharon.", you said before it ended there.

"How long have you've been dancing, Sharon?"

"Since young days.", she answered. "It was my talent ever since I was born and I fell in love with it."

They're the same as Mina, you muttered to yourself.

"No wonder why your movements are so fluid and natural.", you understood. "Then how long have you've been performing in that bar?"

"Almost a year.", she said. You hummed in response.

"A-are you new there? I have quite a sharp memory, I don't recognize you visiting the bar as a regular customer.", she bravely asked you. It made you appreciated even more that you made her participate more into this talk between you and her now.

"Actually that was the first bar and the first time I've ever seen that place.", you revealed and chuckled at the hilarious fun fact, which surprised Sharon.

"I was only brought by my friends, like that drunk lady behind us.", you chuckled. "We were celebrating our successful meeting in our workplace we had earlier. That was my treat to them and I let them pick wherever they want, so I follow their choice."

Sharon only nodded understandably at your explanation before she continued admiring the snowy outside view of the streets of Kobe while you on the other hand, your eyes glued back at the illuminated road.

Afterwards, you dropped Minnie first into her apartment where you were greeted by her roomate named Soojin and assured you that she'll manage her friendon behalf of you. You thanked her and left right away to arrive nextat the exact address Sharon has given to you.

Stepping out of the car, you showed your gentleman self by opening the door for Mina and escort her out too.

"So this is your house, huh.", you pursed your lower lip as you nodded while traced the exterior of the structure standing tall in front of you two.

Sharon felt embarrassed, knowing that her house just looks basic and average. She doesn't know why she had that kind of mindset, maybe due to your style of clothing that she predicted you are a rich personality that owns a house completely way better than what she has.

"Y-yeah, it is. Pretty lame, right?", she said timidly.

"Hey, don't be like that. Just be grateful you have your own proper shelter to stay in, you wheezed and waved it off.

"I guess I have to leave you here now."

"T-thanks for saving me again. I'm truly grateful for that. If only I could repay your-"

"No scratch that, I don't take payment for my kind act. That was something that should be done for a helpless victim like you and knowing that I accomplished that, having you staying alive is enough for me.", you smiled softly.

Sharon was heartwarmed and overwhelmed at your golden virtue. "O-okay. Well again from the bottom of my heart, thank you so much mister uhh-"

You figured that she stopped because she was clueless at what your name is, which you haven't even mentioned to her yet.

"Oh right, sorry! I haven't introduced my name. That's so unfair of me.", you said with an apologetic tone. "Pardon me, Sharon. My name's YN."

Sharon's eyes widened, face stretched in complete bewilderment as she heard that familiar name of someone she haven't saw, heard or spoke for so many years.

The name that belongs to the only man who became the first person outside of her family whom she held dearly and special in her heart.

Her eyes dwelled up in a pool of tears about to flow, lips started to shiver as the memories of what she shared with that childhood friend of hers began replaying inside her head.

She stared at you unbelievably, seeing the face she never thought that the person who rescued her all along was the same person she wanted to see again someday.

And it seems like that day has finally came tonight.

"Hold up, Sharon's not your real name right? Like a stage name? May I know w- uhh Sharon what's wrong?", you were taken aback when you observed that Sharon has a single tear flowed down in her cheek.

"Y-YN... is that really y-you?", her tone was filled with only one perfect word to describe: longing.

"Sharon what-", you processed again the way she said it until you got the sign that she seems like she knew or even met you before.

It threw you back to those memories ran in your mind as you compared Sharon to the childhood bestfriend you once had as they share the same name despite not being her actual one, as well as some similarities that both of them even great at dancing since they were kids.

You asked again to yourself, was it truly a coincidence you encountered a while ago?

There's only way to find out the answer that troubles you.

"M-Mina?"

Your face fell as you saw the confirmation from Mina.

She nodded swiftly. Your plans of searching for her in Japan didn't aged well, because she's here already; standing in front of you looking more beautiful and divine than ever in her matured appearance.

"Oh my god... M-Mina y-you..."

"YN... YN YOU'RE BACK!"

The two ran straight to each other, unbotheredly allowed their bodies to collide as they were end up catching their selves eitherway for a long-awaited embrace.

A waterfall of tears and echoes of wails were poured out from one another in pure joy as they both learnt that they met again after 10 years since their last meeting and goodbye they sent to theirselves.

"You're back, YN... It's been so long...", Mina said in a muffled sound as she sobbed at your shoulder.

"We met again, Mina. God, I missed you so much.", you pleasingly smiled to the heavens above; a long overdue grant to your prayers and wishes from all those times of being away from her side

Both seperated and faced each other closer, looking deeply at their matured features.

"I thought I wouldn't see you again.", Mina chuckled between her cries.

"Me neither.", you replied, smiling at how delighted Mina felt too on seeing you again. "We do have a lot of lost time to catch up."

"I know.", Mina nodded, gripping your shoulders tighter. "As much as I want to talk with you more-

"Yeah, you need to rest.", you pointed out. "Let's continue this tomorrow, shall we meet tomorrow, name the time a place please? I want to spend time more with my bestfriend.", you pleaded.

"2PM at Meriken Park."

"Noted. I'll see you there!", you enthusiastically exclaimed.

"And you will be, YN.", Mina elicited that favorite giggle of hers since your buddy time with her that you missed having from her too.

"Come here.", you commanded her and she quickly followed, hugging you again for the second time. "I can't resist it you know, I really missed my bestfriend a lot.

"Welcome back, YN."

"You too, Minari.", Mina's heart fluttered when you mentioned her nickname that you made for her in return to how she constructed your English name to relate with her.

You entered your car and bid goodbye to her as she waved back before you drive away satisfyingly and very uplifted, still a shock that the fate of crossing the same path with her would happen again.

Meanwhile, Mina's broad grin slowly faded with every step she take in the stairs leading to the door after YN's car disappeared in her sight as she felt another stinging pain in her arm before she entered her lifeless house and become lonely again for the rest of the night.

-THE NEXT DAY-

As you parked the car, you went on to find Mina; climbing the first set of long stairs which she told you that it would be the spot she'll be waiting for him to come.

It didn't last long when you immediately identified Mina sitting only by herself at one of the benches there.

She was busy checking on her phone, so you had an idea to make her notice you.

You took a quick picture of her then sent it to Mina.

Mina saw it instantly and there you watched her head goes upward and her eyes away from the phone, now looking at you as her mouth formed a smile.

"You startled me a bit at the photo you sent.", Mina admitted as she turned off her phone and placed it back inside her bag.

"Just being a bit creative for an alternate way to say "I'm here" or "Where are u"", you winked and clicked your tongue. It made Mina shook her head and smirk at your sillyness. "You're a terrible liar, YN.", Mina scoffed. "Yah! I am telling the truth, okay?", you tried to convince her but she still act like she doesn't believe you until she scrapped it off with a laugh.

"We have the whole day with us, let's go ahead and talk about everything we want to know from what we lost, shall we?", you said to Mina and began walking through the stone path with her beside you.

"I wouldn't waste the opportunity either.", Mina agreed. "So, YN yesterday you said that you came to the bar with your friends to celebrate your well organized meeting; so was your job related to business management or something?"

"Yeah, it is.", you nodded. "I'm actually their boss and the company they're working on is founded by my family.",

"Oh really? You own one now?!", Mina threw her head aside to stare at you in utter mindblown.

"Yeah, I do.", you nodded and smiled. "Currently I'm the CEO of the company and they are my employees slated in different positions."

"Woah, now that make sense why do you look rich now these days with your pair of suits huh!", Mina teased your clothing article which you just chuckled at the joke.

"How did all of it started?"

"It was after my graduation actually.", you narrated. "My dad and me decided to open our own food corporation. Thanks to the support of my uncle, one day our headquarters was built and opened there in Florida.

We did also hired new employees and staffs in our building to help me serve and contribute for the company's improvement towards a more successful and recognizable reputation. Now here we are, last night our products are about to get introduced to the world when we nailed that presentation."

"What do you guys make?"

"Some upgraded classic Japanese dishes with a swerve on the ingredients. Ramen, tempura, sushi, you name the rest."

Mina became silent as she let everything she learnt about you to sink in to her.

Without having any idea, the woman beside you is bringing jealousy deep within her; thus making his frown yet still managing to hide it from you by switching it back to a deadpanned one.

"How's uncle and auntie?", Mina asked concern.

"Doing good. Father's monitoring the headquarters in Florida while mom's managing her own restaurant."

"Wait, you have your-"

"Yeah, I gave it to her as birthday gift.", you chuckled, smiling at the wholesome memory when you took off the blindfold around your Mother's head and left her flabbergasted at what she saw.

"That's very sweet of you!", Mina said. "Mama LN loves cooking I see. I hope I could taste one of her best selling dishes one day."

You turned at her and saw her pouting, sulking at the probability that she won't have a chance for that.

"You want to?"

"E-eh... I mean... yes but..."

"I'll keep that in my mind Mina.", you bounced your eyebrows. "Believe me, that's the only thing you'll ever get to think about for how long it would stay in your mind at how delicious it is."

"I could tell it was true coming from the one who faced that scenario.", Mina smirked.

You laughed, unable to dodge Mina's truth shot.

Reaching the end of the path, both took another set of long stairs that will allow to reach the wide high ground of the park.

"How about you Mina, how's your life these past 10 years?", you asked, not even looking at her.

Mina heard your question which caused her to be silent. Unlike you, she has no sincere confidence to tell it to you; getting afraid for you to know her own story while you were gone.

She's scared because... if your life was full of accomplishment, hers was full of nothing but hardships.

"Mina?", you asked her again, now turning you head to gaze at her. She was biting her lip, face wearing a nervous emotion.

"I-... would you listen and try to... understand what I'm going to say, YN?", she cautiously said, voice became low.

"Uhh... yeah, s-sure if that's w-what you want.", you stuttered. It befuddles you why Mina's mood suddenly flipped.

The anticipation is making you anxious and scared about this mixed feeling growing into you, thinking you may not going to like where this is heading.

"It's not going to be bad right, Mina?", you chuckled in uneasiness. Mina didn't answer, she only proceeded to start speaking by sharing her own side this time.

With just one single sentence, you already knew the answer you've been wanting to receive... but not the one you're expecting.

"It was smoothly fine at first when I was studying until I met my boyfriend since after I graduated, a-and... he... he doesn't treat me well, YN.", Mina halted in her steps, her head dragged down in shame as she started her story.

You stood still and inspected her. "What do you mean he doesn't treat you well?

"I left my parent's side for the first time thinking it's time to reach my dreams and live by myself.", Mina didn't bothered to continue.

"We shared one roof, but then... during those early days of us now being a couple he just... changed. His behavior was opposite to how he was courting me.", Mina's body began shivering.

You kneeled in front of her, all feeling concerned at the struggling woman. "Mina, what did he do to you?"

She lets out a silence until she started choking with the overflowing emotion consuming her alive.

You tried to grasp her arm but then Mina shrieked, leaving you confused why she moved it away from you sounding like... she's in pain.

"Mina... please tell, what is going on? Does it hurt somewhere-"

You were about to finish your words but then you immediately got the point of what you're about to pertain.

And oh you didn't liked it not a single bit.

Mina rolled the sleeve of her polo, only for you to witness something that will break you heart in a snap.

Her wrist was full of bruises and healed wounds.

You felt weak on your knees as you saw her cry. "One night, I caught him cheating on me... and this is what I got from him."

"M-Mina."

"He hurted me, YN. He even threatened me and my f-family that if I ever d-dare to report his betrayal to them or leave our house and ran away, h-he... he will ruin my life or... even worse, he's going to kill me if I break up with him."

You joined her crying in your knees, still staring at her broken state.

This is just too much.

You didn't care if people walking around can see the two of you weirdly and suspiciously.

All that you focus about is what Mina has gone through when have her out of your sight.

If you are the one living in your dreams, she was the one who was caged in a nightmarish life of hers.

Part of those 10 years was just her enduring the abusive relationship she was involved too.

She didn't deserved to be treated like this. Not at all.

Mina is a pure woman and a vulnerable innocent angel.

How dare is that monster to torture her like that.

"He even claimed I should rather give up and not do anything about it because... I'm his property only. He owns me, YN.", your breath was taken away at how ridiculous and obsessed it sounded.

"To protect mom and dad and avoid myself getting in danger, I just let him do whatever he wants. He mostly goes away, maybe staying with his other girls than me. Fucking or kissing them like there's no tomorrow while he leaves his girlfriend heartbroken and alone every day and night."

"I don't get financial support from him, so I had no other choice but to move by myself and start looking for a job. Then, I discovered the bar that gives huge salary for people who can do both waitering and performing for the customers.

"I took it after, but still I thought what I'm doing was only for me. He forces me to give half of the money I get whenever he's going away."

"That house is not a home to me as long as he's there, YN. It was a prison. I'm his slave. All I ever wanted is to get out.", she finished speaking before covering her entire face with both palms together as she sobbed harder.

You rose from your knees and carefully trapped her in your arms by hugging her comfortingly, letting your collar and your shoulder to stain wet from her tears.

"I'm sorry, Mina.", you rubbed her back.

"W-why... are you saying... s-sorry?I should be-"

"NO! I HAVE TO SAY SORRY. I COULDN'T SAVE YOU! I COULD'VE BEEN THERE FOR YOU AND SET YOU FREE!", you said with aggressiveness and full of frustration that only directed to your own wrong doing.

"I should've kept you in contact from me all these years, Mina. I could've done something from you."

"YN, you know that I did the same mistake r-right? B-but I chose n-not to..."

"And why would you?"

She lets go of the hug and wiped her teary eyes.

"I just think I might be a burden to you. I-I don't want others to be involved with my own problem, especially y-you. I'm just saving others from-"

"What, HIM?", you referred. "Mina, I don't give a shit about what he could do to me. Hell, I won't even mind going to the jail as long as I can kill that bastard from what he did to you?!"

"THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT, YN! Do you think I would want it to happen? Do you think that's right?", she said to you.

"It just doesn't feel deserving of me to receive sacrifices. I don't want to add more stress to you of all people, and now here you are; frantically pulling out some solutions that you don't even think about the dangers of it to your image and reputation.", Mina bowed her head. "I don't want others to be broken just like me, YN. I don't want you to be like this for me."

You breathed deeply as you stated at her weakened condition.

"Yes. You're right. You don't need sacrifices.", you said plainly.

"But you earn an assistance."

Mina looked at you sadly.

You reached for her soft hands and firmly massaged it.

"Mina, now that I'm here. Please, I'm begging you: let. me. help. you. Take it as a repentance or a way of catching up to you. You can take it whatever you want, but what's important to me is that you have to get out of that hellhole."

"B-but how, YN? He doesn't let me be. I'll get-"

"Leave it to me. I got the best attorneys and police by my side, Mina. I can have him thrown in jail where he belongs.", you said. Mina's eyes flickered with lights of hope thanks to you.

"Y-you do?"

"I am. We needed it anyways for our company's protection."

Mina only nodded.

"And about you, is it fine for you to leave that bar you're working on?"

"What?", Mina shockingly asked. "W-why though?"

"Because I just think of a better plan to give only for you.", you said.

"I want you to leave that bar, that house and... Japan.

Because you're coming with me to States."

Mina's eyes widened, jaw dropped and face stretched in shock at the offer you just made.

"Y-YN... are you serious about this?"

"Very."

"B-but... w-why, why do you have to?"

"I just want what's best for you.", you simply said.

Mina's face flared in red with the heat of the flutters from her heart at your sweet reply.

"For me, staying here won't do better. I'm willing to do this all for you, Mina. Not only that I want to save you, after everything I heard from you; I want to give you something that you definitely deserve to have in the first place."

"A perfect life, Mina. Trust me, with me on your side this time; I won't ever let you down again. I won't go home without you.", you said to her.

Mina's nose crunched and lips shakened at the incoming batch of tears again to fell straight on her cold cheeks.

She crashed her body against you, hugging you tightly which you reciprocated.

"T-thank you... thank you so much, YN."

"Glad I could help, Mina.", you stroked her long black silky hair as you enjoyed the amount of time having her so close to you just like what you also want to share together with her.

"Don't ever go again, YN please."

"I won't leave this time if I can't have you beside me", you said. "So do you accept?"

"Yeah, I-I would love to... join you.", she said.

You grinned heavily as it delighted you that she accepted your invitation.

This may be your plans for her so far, but you knew that this is just the beginning.

You still have a lot to give for your childhood friend and secretly your crush just to make her realize that the world still favors on her fate.

-2 WEEKS LATER-

Contrary to the plan of changing Mina's life for the better, you kicked it off by getting her husband arrested even after some little worries and pleads from Mina that he don't have to do this only because she's sacred; despite her being almost raped when you barged into her home after she called you; making you drive miles per miles to get in her place. The boyfriend tried to attack you but you overpowered him, dumping him on the ground and started a barrage of punches around his body; most particularly his stupid face. "YOU M-MERCILESS MOTHERFUCKER! YOU'LL P-PAY FOR HURTING AND TAKING ADVANTAGE OF HER! MARK MY WORDS!!!"

The police arrived quickly and enter the house where they set you apart from the suspect to stop your offenses and let them handle this incident. You rushed to Mina crying devastatingly on the couch and pulled her body for a hug as you checked on the sexually harassed victim. YN assured her that it will be fine because he has the best attorneys working for his family to help.

After the case was heard, the husband was put in jail guilty with rape and sexual asssault as well as him being positive on usage of drugs. You assured Mina again one more time that she's now finally safe and he'll tell those police he grown connection with to never let that animal escape.

Ending the whole special month of taking control the Japan branch of your company, first you brought Mina to the hospital to receive medical treatment from all the abuse she gained. Based on the findings, she also have more bad hits on her legs, torso and back but mostly on the upper area which arises your compassion for her further. You returned back to the States with Mina recovering on your side this time; booking two flight tickets for one of you.

Through flights and drives, you two reached your residence at one of the subdivisions in Miami.

Thanking the cab driver, you helped pulling Mina's baggage with you.

Opening the door, you let Mina take the first step of entering your humble abode.

She was left agaped and astounded at how expensive the interior looks. It was indeed largely opposite to what she had back in Japan.

It made her feel like she's literally broke compared to you.

"So yeah, this is my own place.", you said as you closed the door and positioned the baggages near the couch of your living room. "Do you like it?"

"I love it, YN. It just feels incredible being in this sort of lifestyle."

"You don't have to know, it matches and fits you better so better get used to it.", you patted her shoulder. Your words and touch targeted her straight in the feels, causing her to blush.

"Drink some water first then let me tour you around before we get to rest."

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"And last, this is the swimming pool where I learned how to swim thanks to my instructor.", you said while pointing at the pool filled with crystal clear water.

"That's all the areas I got here in my property.", you locked your hands at your back as you looked at Mina roaming her eyes around at the new environment she's in.

"You really are a successful man, YN. That was quite a house tour, you had so many expensive and valuable things in your possession placed all around the room."

"Aish, Mina it was all thanks to the hardwork and support I get. I won't be in this status if it wasn't for improving myself and the motivation my parents are giving to me.", you said.

"If only I could be this lucky.", you heard her mutter those words she thought it will fail you hearing it.

"It's not your fault, Mina. You only chose what you thought would be good to you, but you weren't aware of its consequences. because you are an innocent pure woman only focused on the goal to her own future.", you clarified. "You believed he's the one but he failed you. You could have the best girlfriend he'll ever have, but he chose to be a traitor and fool you by his disguise."

"You really are a positive thinker, don't you?"

"Why won't I be when all the things I want to achieve, it's now here with me. A cozy home, successful business, mom and dad living happily and stronger together and...

... my bestfriend being on my side after I lost her for so many years, witnessing how good my life has been.", you said to her as you glanced. She returned the stare, her expression softened.

"I just wish I could've shared it together with you.", you said with pure guilt. Mina was saddened, knowing how unfortunate it is that you didn't have this all without the inclusion of one of the most special person who entered in your entire life.

For you, it must've felt... lacking and uncomplete.

"But now that you're here, I swear to my words that I would make it possible just like the rest."

You looked at the structure of your house then back at Mina, now with a smile again in your lips.

"I once bought this house only for myself... but I guess this time it'll change."

... because I'm going to have another occupant to live with me here."

"H-huh?"

"I told you that you'll come with me here in States, so ofcourse I couldn't just leave you not having any place to stay.", you shrugged.

"But, YN... you could just help me find an apartment or-"

"Why, Mina? You don't want to be with me?", you playfully cooed, acting sulkily as you pouted and glared at her.

She got alarmed thinking it might have offended or hurted you.

"E-ehh? N-no that's not what I meant, YN okay? Ofcourse I want to be with you."

"Then it's settled, you're going to live here with me. As long as you want. No buts. No ifs. I already told you, I'm going to help you. I don't accept any repays. All you have to do is take it.", you sniggered.

"Well, would I still pay for the rent?"

"Again, this house is not just mine now but yours, Mina."

Mina sighed and scoffed at how overwhelming this is again for her. Imagine, this expensive and massive house not just for you... but for her now also.

"Alright, fine. I gladly take it, YN.", she smiled tenderly.

"Welcome, housemate.", you joked. Mina just lightly slapped you in the shoulder and giggled.

To give her atleast a better purpose while you're away and running the company although you actually wanted Mina to be part of it, you don't want a nepotism issue to scatter around the building that might reach the media and the higher up's attention which can ruin his company.

So, with an alternative way; you helped her instead to have her own business by giving her a cafe/bakery with the employees chosen by yourself through interviews after they tried applying for the said jobs.

All of these support and care that you have been giving on Mina coning from you kind-hearted and angelic personality has what made her to slowly develop likedness of a feeling for the man.

Her perspective of hers to you on being her friend gradually changed into someone that she admires, but she just kept her mouth silent about it; thinking that you might not like her back or so.

She still belittles herself that there's no other opportunity for you to get attracted with someone like her if she's not in the same level as your status and profile, including even maybe your ideal woman.

But despite of that, her crush on you still swells with her belief that you may be the most awesome person she has ever met in her life aside from her family that she thinks being a friend of yours isn't enough.

She wants to live and be with forever, cherish everything about you and return whatever you've done for her.

One day while she's on a work, assisting her workers around the bakery as she noticed that the place is getting even more recognizable to gain more customers; she received an incoming call from you.

"Ningning, serve this to Table 8 for a while please, I just have a call to take."

"Sure, unnie.", Ningning who is her one of the waiters in her cafe complied; picking up the tray full of orders to her hand.

Mina reached for her phone and swiped the screen, dragging her fingertips to the green button to answer your call.

"Hi Mina!", you cheerfully greeted. Mina grinned widely at your voice that easily uplifts her spirit everyday especially that she's liking you a lot these days.

"Oh, YN hi! Why did you call?", Mina responded.

"Uhh, I just wanted to tell you quick that you should close the shop early and let the employees go home and rest before nighttime."

"Why? Is there a serious or urgent matter?"

"No, no... I didn't meant to scare you it's just... I want to go out later tonight."

Mina got flushed at the idea of her spending time with you alone. It was too out of nowhere. She was just admiringly thinking of you a while ago and now, you even had to melt her heart more with your plan to share a moment with her again.

"It's been what- 3 days now that we barely see each other face to face around the house. The paperworks, partnerships, seminars everything in our company is affecting our closeness and it somehow irritates and worries me, you know. Are you disappointed in me, Mina?"

"No! W-wait, where did you get that?"

"I'm just overthinking I guess. That I'm being such a bad friend for not having fun together with you when we could have a chance to do so. Maybe the thought of me ignoring you crossed in your mind."

"YN, stop it. I'm not mad at you, okay? Ofcourse I get it and I know what I'll encounter ever since I joined you here in States and in your house that you'll be not that around for a lot because of the company you run.", Mina eased your negative insights down.

"Look at me, I'm also running a cafe here also by myself too. Don't say sorry to me, YN because it would rather just pain me taking it as if you're also apologizing that why you should've gave this all to me."

"O-ok ok, I'll stop now Mina!", you defended. "You know what, I'll just gonna pick you up there at 6. Sounds good?"

"Yup."

"Awesome, wear a nice dress okay? We'll go to one of my favorite places here in Miami."

"S-sure."

"Okay, see ya later, Mina! Bye!"

"Bye, YN! You too!", Mina said before the duration of the call ended. She got excited and touched that even after all these busy and hectic schedules, you still managed to think about her which she appreciated a lot.

Charging her phone into the outlets, she walked towards some of her employees positioned nearby at her in the counter for them to audibly hear her announcement sent by you.

"Guys! We'll wrapped this all up today at 5, you all can go home and enjoy the rest of the day early.", Mina said to the crew.

All of them darted their eyes at Mina who was startled at the attentions gathered all at once at those bright news she reported.

"Really, Ms. Myoui?!", the other waitress named Jiwoo asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, I'm going out with somebody tonight so we can't continue our service if that's so.", Mina explained.

She noticed that their faces changes into a cunning, mischievous smirks and squinted eyes as they slowly stepped across Mina.

"Ohhh what did you just say, Ms. Myoui? Going out with somebody, hmm?", the cashier named Danielle teased her boss.

"Sounds like a date, right guys?", Wonyoung said, making everybody agree with her.

"YEAH!"

Mina can only gulp, all of them are testing her to admit more of what's behind those reasons.

"Is it YN oppa, Ms. Myoui?"

Mina only nodded and her obvious tight expression in her face being all crimson red from the amount of blood and heat rising from her cheeks.

The crew cooed and lets out a playful laugh at their boss.

"You can do it, unnie! That's what you want with him, so all you have to do is have fun!", Kazuha said.

"Tell oppa hi from us, please!", Jiwoo pleaded.

"I will, I will. Now go back to work and stop teasing or else I'll cut your salaries off", Mina pretended like a strict boss with her cold tone only to be broken fast with her adorable giggle that failed to terrify the teens and rather joined her act by fakely letting out some scared noises.

-FEW HOURS LATER-

"I'm here."

Mina saw your message and hurriedly locked and closed the front door as she made her trail to the staircases until she gets into the gate.

She opened it and as she exited, she saw you sitting inside your car parked in front of the garage as you rolled down the tinted window.

"You look elegant tonight, Mina.", you said with a short but effective heart shaker of a compliment for the woman.

"Thanks. I truly did prepared myself for this.", Mina said. You opened the door for her and allow her to enter.

"Where are we going, YN?"

"You'll see.", you smiled before rotating the steering wheel to control the car as you fueled up the engine to drive yourselves straight through the destination after less than an hour.

The speed of the car lessened, making Mina assume that you and her made it now to your preferred location to hangout with her.

You pulled the brake, stopping the car before you hopped out and opened the door for her.

Mina learned that you took her to a place called "Fairchild Tropical Botanical Garden" which is actually a great choice for both to balance ventilation, rest and funtime all at once at this spare time you both got for each other tonight.

It proved her even more when you paid the entrance fee to the guard before you brought Mina with you to stroll through the right path that will welcome the visitors to take clear sights of the green eco-friendly surroundings of the place.

"How this became your favorite place? Do you go here often?", Mina curiously asked.

"Yeah after my parents took me here during my college days.", you shared. "I don't know how I got became fond of being in the peaceful ambiance of the nature but... all I could tell was that in that day when I wandered around, I saw something that made these all add in my favourable things."

Mina stopped walking right at the exact time she sensed your shadow froze also in the ground.

She looked where you are staring at, and there it left her amazed at how gorgeous the bushes filled with colorful orchids placed almost inches away from you and her.

"Woah, look at those orchids YN!", her bubbly side appeared while pointing at those flowers.

"Exactly what I've been saying.", you smiled after hearing her reaction.

"Eh?"

"The orchids. When I saw those, it reminded me of you.", you looked at her.

"It was your favorite flower and it seems that it still is, I remember how much you bragged to me about it before when you showed up in my house having that on top of your hair like a decoration to your hairband.", you smiled as your reminisced that good old memory.

"And just like that, a glimpse of that orchids here in the garden became a part of the times where I would randomly think about you."

Mina stared as she remained listening at you.

"When you appeared in my mind, I developed another wish about you. I said to myself at that day that if only she's here with me, I wish she was seeing this and admire it more than I do, because she loves orchids so much.", you chuckled.

"Here I am tonight, I'm standing at the exact spot where I made that wish, and now that woman who I consider my bestfriend; is finally here with me, getting the opportunity to witness these with her own eyes."

You continued walking as you didn't mind Mina who nearly stunned at your statement; making her unmovable in her position.

Entering a wide, open space where the only path leads to a massive low-walled stone well with its water has leaves floating atop of it.

Beside the path is a series of trees standing tall, waving slowly to the splash of the breezy night air; contributing to the fresher quality of it for you and Mina to breathe in relaxation.

You took a time off from walking, as well as Mina following you from behind.

"This place is beautiful, yeah?", you said while travelling your sight around at the portion of the garden.

"That word isn't enough to describe everything about this place, YN.", Mina said. "No wonder why you fell in love in this place."

Both of you fell into a complete silence as she took her time to watch how pleasing the view around her while you on the other hand is preparing yourself to speak from what your mind is currently reserved to consume even before you invited Mina with you tonight.

"Mina.", you called her name. She looked back at you.

"Yes, YN?"

"I'm sorry."

Her eyebrows knitted puzzledly, clueless on why did you just suddenly apologized to her. "For what? You haven't done anything to anger me, YN."

"I know it's just... this just bothers me which I thought I still deserve to make an apology for you."

"Have I given you too much, Mina? These all the help that I did for you, it worries you a lot isn't it?"

Mina sighed. "To be honest, I appreciate everything you did for me and it's not that I'm offending you but... I just couldn't accept it all you know."

"You don't forcefully have me taking it all, I get it but... I want you to understand YN that you don't have to be selfless all the time for me. Just to let you know, I'm contented enough that I'm already fine when I have you on my side unlike before."

"I'm just so worried that you're risking your wealth to provide me everything you want for me to gain. I don't want myself to look like a burden to you, YN."

"But that doesn't make me mad at all, I don't have the rights. Aside from that, I just want to say thank you again, YN.", Mina said as she gripped your arm and squeezed it firmly along with her cute gummy smile.

You nodded understandably on Mina's point.

Holding her hand, you unlocked it from being attached and wrapped around your skin as you caressed the top with your thumb.

"I am now aware at how you perceived my kind deeds dedicated all for you, but just so you know I never think of you as a burden that I would heavily carry with me around wherever I go.

I poured a lot of effort to assist and support you through everything, Mina and I wanted it to happen.", you enlightened your actions to her.

"Because... there was this another reason of mine behind it that encouraged me more to pick you up when you were down, Mina.", you said to her solemnly.

You hitched a breath before your eyes directed back at Mina, who is anticipatingly waiting at the next you were wanting to say to her.

"YN, are you o-"

Mina didn't got to finish her sentence when she felt a weight pressing on her lips.

She knew what it was, and she has her eyes wide open piercingly staring at your face leaning super close to hers.

Her mind and senses got blank when she realized that you just kissed her straight without even further alert.

All of her imaginations about you run wild in her mind that driven her to cooperate with the way your tongue and lips swayed and clashed at each other.

Setting apart yourselves from each other, creating a gap and build this surreal feeling that you passed through her allowed you to take the opportunity to say something while Mina still stared at you deeply.

"I love you, Mina. That's why i'm doing it all.", not only you made the first move to kiss but also to finally confess your feelings dedicated to the only woman capable of creating this sensation for you to embrace.

A little recap, earlier in the afternoon you were having a lunch with your group of friends when all of them just informed you that they were coincidentally liked back by their love interests.

As the only one who remained single from them, they found it hilarious at first before they comforted you and urged you to confess your feelings at Mina when you shared to them about her so that you can be one of them.

They warned you first about the danger which you easily understood, but then after all the process in your thought it had you believe and agree that it's been put on hold for a long time now and you admitted that you can't just let it a secret for a longer period of time now that she's here again with you.

That led you to the idea of calling Mina and inviting her in your leisure time at the garden for two agendas: one is to catch up with her for being too busy and second is to express what you truly feel for your little penguin.

"I never had any chance to show you what can I do or tell you how much I love you more than just a friend because... our fate separated us from each other in a decade.", you said to her.

"Y-you... liked me since-"

"Yeah. I had a crush on you way back when we were kids, Mina.", you said, eyes forming pool of tears distracting your sight.

"When you returned and I met you again, I admit that I know I tend to get so insecure but I didn't cared about it anymore, not wasting more time to use this as my opportunity to finally make you feel how you make me feel."

Mina got brought along with the intensity of the emotions clouding both of you because of your sad revelation, droplets of tears crashed down in her cheek.

"From how she cuddled me when we feel asleep in our picnic before that started my crush on her until I found her again at the stinky alleyway as the girl wearing a broken smile and dealt a sorrowful story; all I ever said to myself is the same thing and it doesn't surprises me that it never changed.

Your hand cupped her cheek. Mina squeezes her eyes shut at your warm touch.

"She will be loved. It has grown into a responsibility I should never abandon because she needs it.", you whisperedly said to her. "It's you. You needto be loved, Mina. All I ever only need in return is for you to let me be. I just want to you make the happiest girl in the whole world because of me."

Mina proceeded to cry harder as she absorbed all of your heartwarming message to her.

She held your hand and pressed it on her forehead, grasping it tightly. You even felt it shivering, so you immediately had her again wrapped in a comforting hug to ride down her emotions.

"I- I love you too YN.", Mina said, choking a bit as she tries to stop her stutters interrupt her pronounciation too irritatingly.

You on the other hand, just let her take her time well while you smiled in delight at the assurance and confirmation now that atleast you know that she also wants to share the same love with you. "Y-you do?" "Trust me, I do feel the same as you b-but...

How could you still stand to love me? This is something I- I don't deserve at all, YN. L-look at us, we're not alike. You are a incredible, successful man who lived his dreams to the fullest while me-"

"Mina, stop."

"-i'm just nothing, I'm a pathetic young adult who never achieved my own dreams, never had a job or a wonderful life to live in because I became dumb, arrogant and oblivious, choosing someone I thought that would be best for me than my family but only had me abused over and over again-"

"Mina, please stop-"

"That's why I'm telling you that I'm not the right one for you-"

"MINA, I SAID ENOUGH!", you finally bursted out in frustration not directly at Mina; but to these ridiculous and horrible words she's stating to you.

"Mina, look at me. Don't you dare say those lies like that to yourself ever again, you hear me?", you said to her; trying to chase her gaze as she luring it away from you in embarassment.

"How many times do I have to remind you over and over again that you have to let go and moved on from that. That's not what I see through you, Mina. You don't have to worry about any of it because I'm proving any of it wrong and what matters the most is you are now safe, Mina."

"Just because somebody didn't treated you right that means it loses the value of what you are. Every people are different and I'm not like him, Mina. To me, your worth is so high that it can't be measured.", you sweared to her with your persuading tone.

"I don't care about any of it. My thoughts and views about you was never ruined even after what that bastard did to you. In my eyes, you are an awesome warrior who courageously endured all the pain and suffering from the abuse you faced.

"For me, you are still the same little girl I had a crush with and up until now that I told her how I feel, my love for her will always stay."

Mina gulped harder, sighed deeply and stared at you lovingly.

She hugged you again, her side profile laid down neatly on your shoulder as her chin nuzzled on your neck, her arms encircled around your waist.

Sniffing out her sobs, she weakly said something closer to your ears.

"I'm s-sorry... YN. Sorry. I shouldn't have said it..."

You rubbed her back gently. "No worries, Mina. I just want you to know that you won't gonna suffer again like what he did to you. You have me, okay? There's nothing to be afraid for. I have you under my care and we got each other backs from now on."

Mina kissed your cheek then compacted your cheeks with her palms as she transferred on your lips before pressing her forehead on yours.

You continued stroking the smooth texture of her arms to calm her down.

"I love you so much YN. Thank you for entering my life again with all these blessings you have for me.

"I love you too, Mina.", you said to her sincerely before both fell silent at such wholesome moment. At last, you won the heart of the woman who influenced you to consider this garden in which both of you are in also; as your favorite place. Now you'll love it even more to visit here with her next time. A month later, you joined Mina to visit her parents back in Japan after she suggested it to you, to apologize and beg forgiveness atleast for not reaching out to them for the past months.

They informed anything, starting with the abusive relationship Mina had that prevented her for being in touch with her family, her meeting you again and how you helped her.

The Myouis didn't think twice to give the blessing to them when you and Mina announced your relationship with their daughter now being your girlfriend and you as the boyfriend before the parents thanked you a lot, wishing that he would continue not hurting their precious daughter which he sweared he won't.

You let the family have their time alone by deeply apologizing for one another at their mistakes before both talked a lot more at some other topics, mostly about checking up at each other's lives.

Following the 3-day break you have in the company, you stayed for a while at Mina's house where both revisited all those places where you shared memories you shared with her in your beloved hometown of Kobe.

-5 YEARS LATER-

In the midst of midnight, a sound of baby wailing echoed around.

You who is signing the paperworks you brought with you from the office heard it and unhesitantly left your task in your desk.

Rising up from your seat, you quickly ran out to your own private office in your house to approach the crib where the baby is wiggling its tiny arms and legs as it cried louder.

You lifted it up slowly and cradled it in your arms as you stared at it while you sang a lullaby until it calmed down and stopped crying.

Leaving a kiss on its head, you carefully laid it back on its comfy crib and walked away.

You were about to pass the bedroom but then you saw the activated laptop on the desk, with nobody even using it.

Peeking through the door, there you found the one who's responsible for leaving it that way.

Your wife, Mina wearing a couple pajamas with the same design as yours is seen standing alone at the balcony.

Making your step towards her, you stood behind and made her escape a gasp as it transformed later to a smile at your sudden backhug.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?", you asked her before inhaling her magnificent smell brought by her perfume.

"I should be asking to same to you.", Mina said, tracing your fingers on her belly.

"Don't mind me, well I got too much documents to assemble and it's a heavier task than you only reviewing a file you received from your manager earlier.", you explained, which unables Mina to fight back because you definitely won with your defense.

"I'm just not tired yet.", she whined. "Is Akihiro back to sleep now?"

"Yeah, he is.", you said. "Good thing Hiroyuki didn't woke up from that."

Mina chuckled when you referred to your 4 years old second son who is sleeping peacefully on his own room.

Both didn't talked and looked around at the quiet and dim litted neighborhood in your subdivision.

You were about kiss her and return back in your office when Mina suddenly spoke.

"This still feels amazing to me. Getting married to you, becoming the new head of the manufacturing department in our company, raising two kids and having our families collaborating in their own business together is truly remarkable to me, YN.", she said with a joyful smile, enumerating all the new good things that occurred in her relationship with you. On the other hand, both you and her respective parents are the ones who are currently operating the restaurant, which merged with Mina's café that was passed down to her parents, and it is now continuing to expand on other countries all over the world with newly opened branches as part of its improvement with the financial and growth on the recognition it receives.

"You indeed gave me a perfect life to live in, I have everything I cherish all at once; and it was all made possible because of you, my love. Thank you so much again, YN.", she tilted her body and reciprocated your embrace.

You kissed the crown of her head before placing your jaw as you enveloped her further in your body. "Always welcome, everything for my Minari."

"As I said before, loving and taking care of you is a part of my responsibility to do especially that I'm your husband and now that I'm also standing as the father of our family, to our two little kiddos.", you added.

Mina hummed in satisfication, without any regrets within her that she picked a magnificent man in the shape of you to be her lover tied in each other's own wedding wow.

"Love you, Y/EN."

"Love you too, Sharon."

You kissed her again passionately, placing your hand at the back of her head.

Spinning her around, you faced her away from you as her back leaning in your front.

You sneakily inserted your hand inside the top of her pajama, cupping her breast encased in her black bra and massaged it gently.

She whimpered at your touch before it intensified in a moan when your other hand landed in her set of well packed abs.

"Say, you weren't sleepy yet right babe?", your voice deepened as you said it on her ear.

"I just found my rest, how about I help you with your problem then?", you smirked as you felt her hand stacking your hand squeezing her soft breast. "It's been a while since I had an access around your body like this, hmm?

She lets go, turning herself around and aggressively pushed you back inside the bedroom, crashing you down to the cushion and sheets of your queen sized bed you share with her.

She crawled faster and straddled you, her pinning you as the top and you as the submissive bottom as she began grinding on your crotch with her hands planted on your chest.

You realized that you mentioned her English name that triggered her to shift her entire aura to strike back at you. These days, she uses her Sharon name as her other wild personality when comes to your heated, sex life with her.

"Then what are you waiting for? Go on, use me however you want, ravage my body until both of us get drained and can't take it anymore. Fucking do it to me.", she bit her lower lip and swayed her messy straight hair distracting her seductress face as she daringly challenged you

"With pleasure, Miss Myoui.", you smirked.

She kissed you again sloppily and there it started your another heated night with your wife as you showed to her how she will be loved again through your intimacy, not caring about the work they'll have later in the noon.

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Wheeler skin ideas

Guest of Honor Straight up just Warbucks’s outfit. Was looking at poacher outfits for triumphant before changing it and looked at Warbucks and was like, yeah. He is a rich British explorer, wearing the fashion of the day. It’s still explorer themed and an homage to the character she replaced (though not a good one).

Survivor Like the others, just Wheeler but scratched up, I imagine with cut hair and her pants cut into shorts or something. With those big pads they can’t be able to stay on through such conditions.

Triumphant I was going for a poacher, like a rich British explorer but after thinking how it worked with her personality, seems best to do something else. A fighter pilot fits better with her gung ho personality. Somebody said she would be a biker but Winona already has a biker girl outfit. So at least a full body pilots suit would be both menacing and in character. And give her a evil mustache to twirl, for extra measure.

Halloween skins all the survivors have two Halloween skins, a mob from the game and a classic kind of costume. For the mob, she would be a catcoon, badabing badaboom, she loved cats. Or a hound/varg. Kind of like Warly’s carrat outfit, she don’t like dog 😔. And for the more classic costume I would go with a cowboy! She would relate to the cowboys need for exploring the new land and I think she would enjoy the role of a sheriff.

Gladiator more wishy washy because of how general the skins are so just throwing ideas to the wall. Half of her hair shaved off, like Winona’s but just half. Unsure what her face paint would be, would mostly be through doing different patterns and see what works. Her armor would be very light, to match with her health, like mostly covering her upper body and a skirt. I don’t know man :( was thinking the over sexual woman’s armor traditionally in games because there is WAY too much boob armor.

Roseate For this, I would have her in a dress (mostly for the femme x butch thing with Winona, just a bit silly). I have been listening to the great gatsby soundtrack on repeat so I would so some sort of 1920s dress based on the night life. Come on, she’s adventurous! Of course she would be at these parties! Someone who goes places has to enjoy them.

Snowfallen She would be an explorer… of the poles! I’m a big puffy jacket with a fluffy collar that goes around her head (hats ontop) with thick gloves. Her quote would be like, “Surprisingly not as insulated as it looks.” Or something about how she’s still freezing under all those layers.

Verdant More unsure about this, like what nature role she would take. Perhaps an adventure captured by the beauty of nature. Would personally make her look more exotic, to fit with the adventure theme.

Victorian COMPLETELY STEALING THIS FROM kittemfang they reminded me I needed to do this because they posted an amazing plane tester Victorian Wheeler concept, a wanna be aviator testing the prototypes. BASICLY that. Any adventure outfit would look to similar to her current design.

Magmatic like the gladiator, unsure. Plus, IF Wheeler was in the game, doubt they would make any new skins of these sets. Like the others, firey hair with a basic outfit, really not many ideas for this.

Merrymaker Santa. Joking but her ass WOULD get in a full Santa outfit for the kids. Hard to pin down something I’m happy with and I’m too tired to think. It’s a general jolly theme, I’ll edit this if I think of anything.

Moonbound Something like a faux astronaut suit would be fun. She would get to explore a new plane :)

Masquerader Also haven’t looked at specific examples but I would go with a bird theme. All of her bird quotes are somber, about how she wishes to fly.

Other skin ideas Two that are really loose single skin ideas are an Indiana jones outfit. Very basic but very classic outfit for an adventurous character! Second is a commercial airline pilot. Just unique enough from the others to work, but would be a bit off timeline wise but it’s for the funsies. Also it would be cute if there was a flight attendant Walter outfit. The kid trying to help the cool adventurer :)

I’m on a trip right now so this is incoherent, but wanted to get some ideas down. I’ll draw them once I get back and will edit these as see fit.

Also would love to see others feedback and ideas!

#maybelle dorothea wheeler #maybelle wheeler #ds wheeler #wheeler ds #I don’t think I know this character too well #Sometimes it’s ooc but shhh #I’ll learn eventually… maybe #Still love you wheeler!!

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Cleon Oneshots/AUs Collection , Chap 5 , Apple Picking

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Pairing: Claire Redfield & Leon Kennedy

Summary: Claire & Leon go apple picking

Status of their relationship in this oneshot: Married

WC: 3.0k

Type: Sfw

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"How does this dress look?" Claire questioned her husband, spinning around and smiling brightly. "You're such a beautiful girl." Leon chuckled, nodding his head at what she was wearing. He was checking her out, everything about her was eye grabbing. "This one better than the beige one?" "Most definitely." Leon confirmed. Claire was now wearing a white dress with red trim as the bottom and top, the sleeves were short yet ruffled, and it was a V neck dress.

"I'm glad you think so, definitely fits my form better." Claire muttered to herself, looking back into the full-length mirror, admiring herself. Claire had always felt confident in her body, ever since college. In her eyes, you can't love somebody if you hate yourself. She's grown to accept herself for whom she is, whether it be for her body, looks or personality, she's grown to love it all. Leon helped her a lot with that too, even more than she was before they met.

"What are you gonna wear?" Claire asked her husband, stepping to him. Leon was leaned up against their bedroom door, he was also quite tall and slender, he towered over Claire, she was a few inches shorter than him. "Probably just a t shirt and pants, but I'll let you choose if that's what you want baby." Leon said, moving his hand to her arm, stroking it softly, her nerves felt calmer. "Thank you, your sense of fashion is atrocious." "Aw, why thank you." Leon joked, tightening his grip on her arm for a sec, making her pull it away with a giggle.

The couple always teased each other, it was basically their love language. Especially for Leon, he has a hard time expressing his love through being genuinely lovey, so he usually just teases her, jokes with her or touches her, he's a affectionate man physically, it's even better because Claire is too, even more than him. Their relationship is built solely on the fact they respect one another, and treat each other as equals, which is how they've lasted this long. The two of them feel as though they were made for each other.

"Ill find you some clothes baby, can you go start the car?" Claire questioned, gradually walking backwards towards their walk-in closet. "Yes, I can. Be right back." Leon stated, convoying out of their bedroom, and downstairs, then to their shared vehicle. They did own two seperate ones, but they usually take Leon's car if they're going places together. It's quite fancy actually, Leon spent a good amount of bank on it.

"Okay, clothes..." Claire whispered to herself, reaching her arm up and turning on the closet light. Leon didn't own much for clothes, but just enough to get by. Why do men always own little to no attire? Claire flicked through his shirts, specifically the ones that were hung up. She seen a tight, gray long sleeve shirt and immediately knew it was the one. "I haven't seen him wear this in a while, makes him look even hotter." Claire bit her lip, grasping the shirt and tossing it onto their queen sized bed.

"Now for pants..." Claire uttered to herself once more, sliding open his dresser and skimming through what little jeans he had. It was supposed to be a breezy, chilly day out, despite the sun already shining away. The area they lived in tended to switch up on the forecast. As of right now though, it's simply just warm out, so the perfect temperature. There was a pair of regular blue jeans that Leon does often wear, but Claire loves them on him, so of course she chose them. "His butt is great in these." She joked to herself, tossing them onto the bed with the shirt she picked out.

Ambling out of the closet, Claire shut the light off and closed the door to the small, encased room, making sure it was tight. Leon showed up into the room again, he instantly glared down at the bed, viewing the casual outfit Claire had chosen for him. "Is that what I'll be wearing?" Leon asked, chuckling to himself, his arm slithering behind her slim waist. "Mhm, so you better go put it on babe." Claire giggled to herself, hitting the bed a few times almost as if to say "Get to it."

"Will do babygirl, just go wait in the car for me." Leon demanded, grabbing the clothing and beginning to change. "Be quick." Claire stated, kissing his cheek hastily then going out to the car. The man removed his shirt he was currently wearing, it was just a black T shirt, he wore it to bed the night before. He slipped on the gray shirt and immediately heaved, feeling how form fitting it was. "Oh yeah, I know exactly why she wanted me to wear this." Leon laughed to himself, stretching it down so it fully covered his lower abdomen area.

The man was a tad bit irritated with the fact she chose jeans for him, considering he wears those practically everyday. "Easy to please her." He spoke to himself, pulling down the current trousers he had on, and swapping them with the blue Levi's jeans, he had own this pair for a good while now, he was due for a new set. "I look like a dad." Leon groaned to himself, trying to find the reasoning as to why Claire loved to see him suffer like this.

Claire was sitting quietly in the passenger seat, fidgeting with the keychain on her purse. The keychain was a gardenia, one of her favorite flowers ever. They just smell amazing and look gorgeous to her. She could rave about them for awhile, Leon's definitely heard the most of it. Second to him is probably her best friend, Rebecca Chambers.

Hearing the front door shut, Claire's eyes shot up to see Leon walking down the pavement driveway, and up to the car. He looked so handsome, Claire could hardly believe her eyes. "Boy, did I get lucky..." Claire whispered to herself, her eyes not leaving his figure as he strolled in front of the vehicle, and onto his side. Leon opened the car door and climbed inside, smirking at Claire before talking, "Take a picture, it'll last longer." He teased, putting the car in reverse and pulling out of their driveway. "Oh, trust me, I'll be doing more than that once we're home." Claire snickered, taking her smaller sized hand and sliding it to his, wanting to interlock them.

He chuckled again and laid his hand out flatly, allowing her to lock her fingers with his. Whenever Leon would drive them places, they'd either hold hands, or he'd hold onto her thigh, which he loved doing. "You have the GPS to where we need to go?" Leon questioned, officially on the road now, paying attention to it with steel eyes. "Yes, it's not too far from here baby." Claire responded, holding Leon's hand, feeling pleasant with the moment they were sharing. "Ok." Leon spoke with tranquility.

They lived in the city, which wasn't necessarily their first choice, but it was the closest they could remain to Leon's job, so they kind of had too. Claire would've preferred a beach house over anything, they would've been able to afford it too, but not everything works her way, even though she wishes it could. "So why are we even going to pick apples?" "Well, why not? It's mostly so I can make an apple pie, and also just to eat. But it's also great because it's like a date! Won't I look so cute whilst picking them?" "Beyond cute." Leon said dully, but Claire was used to his monotone voice.

"Glad you think so." The girl said in a foxy tone, feeling cheerful with his response. "What made you wanna make an apple pie all the sudden?" "Well, for Chris and Jill's upcoming anniversary, I just think it'd be sweet. I'm very happy for them." "Oh yeah, I always forget they actually ended up being together, like fuck we knew it was going to happen at some point." Leon cackled, holding onto the steering wheel. "Oh trust me, the day I met her and seen them in the same room together, I just knew they were going to eventually date, or at least hook up." Claire snorted, placing her purse lightly into her lap, her thighs supporting it.

"Did you ever think me and you would end up together? I mean, were married now... Pretty crazy, huh?" Leon pondered, caressing her hand with his. "Honey, the day I met you, I fell for you, I dreamt of us ending up together, of course I thought so." Claire expressed, her tone was so soothing and loving, it made Leon feel assured. "If you wouldn't have been so blinded by that mercenary's advances, we probably would've ended up together a whole lot sooner." Claire said with a snotty voice, although Leon felt she had every damn right in the world to act that way.

"Oh babygirl, she doesn't matter to me, not anymore. You changed me for good, you're my light at the end of the tunnel." Leon spoke with truthfulness. Leon had fallen for Ada, that was no lie, but as he matured and realized it'd never work out for them, things definitely changed. He started becoming closer to Claire during those times, and soon realized she was the one for him. She's kind, gentle, caring, kindred, beautiful and most of all, she's Claire. She's like no other.

"You know, there's this song that always reminds me of you." Leon studied her for a sec before instantaneously shooting his eyes back to the street before him. "Oh really now? What song?" Claire asked, full of inquisitiveness. "Love Grows, by Edison Lighthouse. It's basically just a man describing this woman named Rosemary and how unique she is." Leon spoke, his voice hushed. "That's so sweet. It reminds you of me?" "Mhm, it's a goodie." Leon replied.

Claire couldn't help but feel a warm pit in her stomach when Leon told her this. He was never necessarily romantic and whenever he was it was like a miracle. "I love you Leon." The girl spoke with pure happiness, glimmering to herself. "I love you Claire." Leon whispered back to her, squeezing her hand as he turned into the next lane, only getting closer and closer to the orchard.

"We're almost there." "Yeah? Good. Looks windy out, I'm ready to get outta this car." Leon chortled, glancing at the GPS, seeing they were only a mile and a half away. "By the way, what would you like for dinner tonight? I plan to cook something, I'll make anything." Claire established. "Uhh, to me Chicken Carbonara sounds good, you make it with excellency with those peas and peppers, I love it." "I can make that, just after we're done at the orchard, we'll have to stop at the store to get some peppers, okay?" "Alrighty." Leon replied.

A large light wooden sign was visible just up the road, it had an image of a apple tree printed on it, obviously they arrived at their destination. "This is it baby." Claire said, clutching her purse. "I see that." Leon responded, he found it adorable how Claire would often point out such blatant things. The man pulled into the long driveway to the orchard, loads of trees and shrubs of sorts were visible in the distance, along with a log cabin, most likely where you check in and grab a paper baggy to place your fruit it.

"Let's go get you your apples, how about that?" "Yes, let's go." Claire leered, opening the passenger side door and hopping out of the car, sighing as she felt the spring breeze hit her bare face, it felt so earthy out today. There were flowers along the cabin too, they were beautifully vibrant. Claire kept an eye out, hoping to see a Gardenia, none were in sight though. "Only tulips..." Claire muttered to herself. "I see that sweetheart, I know how much you love those white, puffy flowers." "You mean Gardenias baby, it's not that hard to remember." Claire replied, her tone was sassy yet attractive. "Women." Leon mumbled to himself.

Leon and Claire held hands as they entered the extensive cabin, seeing a few people already inside, some were checking in, while a few were clearly workers. This place was a family owned business, which Claire respected heavily. Growing up, she had the mindset that family always worked together, she thought her and Chris would work together, with their parents, didn't work out the way she thought.

"Hello, welcome, you here for some apple picking?" A younger woman asked the two, striding out from behind the counter. "Oh yes, me and my husband are." Claire stated, her confidence radiated off of her, she didn't need Leon to talk for her, nor was she really shy to strangers in public. "Okay, well, here are two bags, your limit is five each, so ten in total." She said kindly, handing the two bags to Claire, Leon's hands were full, one holding Claire's hand and his other tucked into his pocket. "Thanks." "No problem." The woman said, her eyes fixating on new people who had walked in. "Let's go." Leon muttered, him and Claire begining to walk into the orchard.

It was quite large, apple trees were everywhere, rows and rows of them. It's safe to say this place has been around for a long time. There were also flowers planted in some areas, they were becoming abloom. Some trees even had moss near the bottom of them. The entire place just felt so lively and nature-like, Claire enjoyed the atmosphere so much. "I love this place already." Claire spoke, her eyes twinkled. "I can tell baby." Leon chuckled, kissing her head, her soft hair brushing against his lips.

"This tree has some nice ones, I won't need all ten to make the pie so we can save the extras." Claire's charisma was showing with the way she'd speak. "Ok with me." Leon responded. The first tree they chose to pick from was a smaller sized one, but the apples were bright red, they just looked juicy. The girl reached her hand up a tad bit, picking her first apple of the day, it was definitely ready for the picking. "That one looks good." "I know right?" Claire giggled, stuffing it into her recyclable baggy.

"Want me to split up and find some on my own?" Leon questioned, staring at his wife with a yearning look. "No, stay with me sweetie." "Alrighty." Leon responded, trying not to laugh at how bossy she could be. "This one looks great too." Claire uttered to herself, snatching it and dropping it into her bag.

The man watched as the girl struggled with trying to reach the final apple on the tree, it was pretty high up. Claire jumped a few times, attempting to pick it off for herself, but ultimately failing with each bounce. "Baby..." Leon snorted, placing his hand on her back, using his other to grab the apple for her. "There you go." Leon heaved, placing her third apple into the bag. "Thank you babe." Claire snickered, eyeing down some of the other nearby trees to choose from.

The air was windy, causing Claire's dress to flow elegantly in the breeze, her brunette, straight hair also blowing too, she looked extraordinarily beautiful. Leon reached into the pocket of his jeans, turning his phone on to go to the camera app. His wallpaper was a photo of Claire holding a puppy, it was when they were still dating though, so maybe it was time for a change.

The man typed in his password and opened up the camera, turning the brightness up on his device too so he could actually see what he was doing. Leon aimed his phone up at Claire, zooming in towards her and took a shot, the image captured her beauty perfectly, she was so pretty in his eyes. Leon once again took another photo, this photo was even better, it snapped a shot of her reaching up for a new apple, her eyes blending in perfectly with the sunshine glimmering down upon her.

The girl still hadn't caught on to what Leon was doing. Even so, it didn't necessarily matter, she's not camera shy. It's sweet to her that Leon would do such a thing. Leon took a few more pictures and as he was taking the last one, Claire turned her head to face him, her lips curled into a smile, but it was morely because she was amused with his actions. "What're you doing?" Claire questioned, ambling to where he was standing. "Taking photos of the view I'm having, it's quite nice." Leon teased, placing his phone back into his pocket, pleased with the shots he was able to get.

"You never take photos of me..." "I mean, I really don't have to, y'know? I see you everyday, the real thing is much better than an image." Leon responded, his tone honest. "True that." Claire tittered, gazing up at Leon. "I hope you don't question my love for you just because I'm bad at expressing it." Leon spoke with a hushed tone, looking down at her. "I don't." "Ok." Leon replied, moving his hands to her soft, delicate cheeks, stroking them deliberately.

Claire put the apple bag on the ground for a second, not worry about any dirt getting into it, the motto, "A little dirt don't hurt." Is engraved into her mind. She placed her hands onto his wrists, expiring as he caressed her warm, smooth cheeks, she overwhelming amount of love Claire had for Leon is indescribable. "I love you." "I love you too." Claire said sweetly, convoying closer to his stature, bundling her arms around his waist, giving him a loving hug. Leon's hands found their way to her head, rubbing it, and her hair, making her feel at utter peace.

She slightly pulled away and gandered her eyes up at him, puckering her lips cutely. Leon chuckled and drew his head closer to hers, giving her a couple quick kisses and bending down and picking up her apple bag. "Here babygirl, go pick your apples, I wanna get you home." "Oh my..." Claire snickered and began to tread to the next tree, looking absolutely adorable!

Art Creds: Marashi996

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