#They fucking grabbed me even before the third movie came out it was s useless fight

[meanhoeforcb97]

Birthday Boy

Pairing: Switch(?)Hyunjin x Fem!Reader

Genre: Romantic Smut

Warnings: Name calling (princess), oral (m), slight food-play (chocolate), handcuffs, lingerie, unprotected sex (don't be silly, wrap your willy)

Requested: nope

Words: 2.7k

Happy birthday to Hyunjin-ah uwu

This is the third time I'm uploading it eYE—

Masterlist

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It was Hyunjin's birthday today, and so you decided to prepare a little birthday surprise for him. You made him breakfast in bed in the morning and you two cuddled watching his favourite movie before he left the house to go grab some lunch and celebrate with some of his close friends.

Meanwhile you didn't stay home for long, you went to the mall and bought everything you needed for his birthday surprise and birthday present. You bought a small chocolate cake for the two of you, flowers, some decorations and lastly his present.

Making sure to get home early you started setting up a few balloons in the livingroom and hallway with a happy birthday banner. You continued to make a path of small scented candles that led to your bedroom. In there, you had placed several candles on the dresser, bedside tables and shelves and you could already imagine how beautiful it would look once you lit them up.

Proceeding with your plan, you changed the bedsheets to his favourite silky beige ones and draped a fluffy blanket over the foot of the bed. Once you were satisfied with how it looked you prepared a small note for him and placed it neatly on the coffee table in the livingroom where you were sure he'd see it. After that was done you decided to take a bath and get ready yourself.

After your bath was over and you were dry and ready, your went inside your bedroom and carefully sat on the bed taking out a paper bag from underneath it. It was Hyunjin's gift. You smirked to yourself as you got the lingerie set out of the bag.

It was a beautiful black see-through material with a few purplish lace details on the breasts and pelvic area.

Putting it on, you couldn't help but smile to yourself knowing how much Hyunjin was gonna love it. Getting your phone from the side table you decided to text him.

You:

Baby when are you gonna be back :((

I missed you :((

Hyunjinah~:

Awww is my baby jealous cuz I didnt spend as much time with her today?

Dont worry baby, I'm on my way! <3

I'll be there in... 15 minutes! ^3^~ <3

You smirked to yourself and proceeded to go inside the kitchen and grab a lighter and the cake. Placing the cake box on top of the bed, you started off by lighting up the candles there and taking some pictures of yourself to use some other time ;)

You then wrapped your silky robe and went to the living room lighting up all of the candles there, as well as the hallway. You then grabbed the flowers you bought and threw some petals on the floor and on top of the bed creating a very romantic and sensual atmosphere.

You checked the time and you had only about 3 minutes before he arrived so you placed yourself on the bed with the cake on your lap –the box long forgotten in the trashcan– and with a beautiful bouquet of flowers placed next to you.

Soon enough, you heard a door opening and closing and Hyunjin's voice.

"Baby I'm hom— what the?" He muttered as he saw the setup.

He took off his jacket and shoes and walked towards the note resting on the table next to his favourite vanilla scented candles.

'Open Me'

It read on the outside and so he did.

Hello There Birthday Boy!

I hope you had a wonderful time with your friends but now it's our night!

I need you to follow the candles and let them relax you with their beautiful scent.

There will be a surprise waiting for you at the end of your path.

Enjoy~

He placed the note down and did as told, following the path lit by the candles.

Once the trail was over he looked up only to realise he was standing outside of your shared bedroom.

But now he had gotten an idea of what was going to take place in there.

He entered and immediately saw you sitting on the bed while holding his cake. Once you locked gazes, your eyes lit up and you started singing. "Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Hyunjin-ah! Happy birthday to you!" You finished and he came closer blowing out the candles on top of the cake and then leaned in and kissed you on the lips.

Taking the cake from you hands, he placed it on top of the side table.

He sat next to you on the and smiled at you.

"You know you really didn't have to do all that, the fact that you're here with me is enough." He said as he cupped your cheek and you turned to face him.

In the process he caught glimpse of your bra strap under your robe but didn't say anything.

"No Hyunjin-ah! I want to show you how special you are! Now stand up I have something more!" You said excitedly and he complied standing next to the bed and watching you intently.

Firstly, you gave him the flowers you bought for him and then you told him to close his eyes.

"No peeking okay?" You said and he nodded with a smile but cheated anyways, as he watched you bend over and grabbing something from underneath the bed.

Once he saw you were about to stand up, he immediately closed his eyes and you turned towards him holding a paper bag.

"Don't open them yet!" You said as you took the flowers from his hands and placed them on a random chair before handing him the bag.

"Now!" You said and he opened his eyes to see a Victoria's Secret's bag placed on his hand.

"Oh?" He said raising an eyebrow and looked straight into your eyes.

"Princess if you wanted us to fuck on my birthday you could have just asked and I would fuck you senseless all day instead." He said as he licked his lips looking at you with a growing fire in his eyes.

"Oh no Hyunjin, today is all about you, so take a seat, birthday boy." You said as you pushed his chest leading him to fall on the bed and he looked at you with a half smirk.

"Hmm, I like this side of you princess!~" he said as he looked at you anticipating your next move. You took the bag out of his grip and placed it next to the both of you as you got on top of his lap.

You kissed him on the lips, initiating a makeout session and started unbuttoning his velvety pink button up and slid it off his arms with ease. Once his upper half was bare, you proceeded to work your way down and undoing his pants. His breath hitched in his throat as you lightly palmed him trying to get him more excited.

"Now take a seat at the headboard and close your eyes." You instructed and he complied without a second thought. You then opened the bag and took out two pairs of fluffy pink handcuffs and cuffing both his hands on either side of the bed.

Upon the sound of the cuffs closing he quickly whipped his head towards you and looked at you shocked and confused.

"What are you doing?" He basically hissed as he pulled at the restraints.

"Making sure you enjoy this without worrying about me enjoying it. Now watch me." You said as you untied the bow holding the two sides of your robe together slowly and seductively revealing the lingerie underneath.

He couldn't help but groan at the sight of your dolled up body, all for him.

You let the silky fabric slide down your shoulder and pooling around your ankles exposing your half naked body entirely.

"Now, how shall I please the birthday boy first hmm? Any suggestions?" You said as you circled the bed to get to him. He gulped and opened his mouth in an attempt to speak but no sound came out.

"Hmm I have an idea..." You said as you looked into his eyes with your own lust-filled ones before dipping your finger into the cake, his eyes following your movements.

Unconsciously he licked his lips and you smirked as you brought the finger to his mouth.

"Go ahead, try it." You said and he gulped before taking your finger inside his mouth and licking it clean.

"Is it good?" You asked him and he nodded vigorously.

"Let me try for myself." You said as you dipped your finger inside the cake once again but you 'accidentally' dropped it on his upper body making him slightly moan from the coldness of the cake meeting his burning hot skin.

"Oops!" You said before you bended over and licked his abs getting the cake off of him and moaned while looking straight into his eyes.

"You're right, it's delicious, but I have something even tastier right in front of me." You said as you licked your lips before situating yourself on top of his lap and kissing allover his jaw and neck before finding his sweet spot and sucking harshly on it leaving the first hickey on his pale unmarked skin like the first drop of paint on a blank canvas.

He moaned and tried to place his hands on your waist but the cuffs held him back everytime.

"Its useless baby, they won't budge" You mattered between kisses and continued marking your way down his body.

"You want more baby, don't you?" You asked teasingly and he panted as he nodded at you.

"Yes please! Stop teasing me already!" He said as he buckled his hips up trying to find some sort of friction.

"Hmm I guess we can do something about that." You said as you got off him and spread his legs so you'd fit between them.

Pulling down his boxers and throwing them somewhere in the room, you let his rock-hard member free and took him inside your hand making him sigh at the very-much-needed contact.

Folding your body over with your ass up high, you licked a long stripe from his base to his tip following a prominent vein poking out underneath the skin.

He groaned and tried to grab your hair only to be reminded by the fact you had him tied up.

Playing dirty you decided to tease him some more as you licked around his tip spreading his pre-cum around.

"J-just put it in for fuck's s-sake!" He said between heavy breaths and you looked straight into his eyes as you placed his whole dick inside your mouth reaching his pubic bone and feeling his hairs tickle your nose and you slightly gagged from the friction at the back of your throat caused by his tip.

"Oh my god! Just like that!" He groaned as you hollowed your cheeks around his shaft.

You continued to bob your head up and down his member as fast as you possibly could.

"Gosh princess you make me feel so good!" He moaned again and again slightly bucking his hips up to meet your movements causing you to gag, but once you felt his member twitch inside your mouth you did everything you could to finish him off.

Massaging his balls, sucking on his tip and bobbing your head as fast as you could you soon felt him twitch again and he groaned louder.

"Princess I-I'm gonna cum!" He warned and soon enough you felt his hot cum hitting the back of your throat as you tried to shallow every drop of it milking him dry.

Once you swallowed everything you took your mouth off his dick with a pop and opened your mouth wide sticking your tongue out for him to see and he hissed.

"Fuck you're such a good girl for me baby!" He groaned out and tried to pull his hands away from the cuffs to touch you.

You smiled at him and moved closer, taking the key out of your bra and slowly unlocking the handcuffs restraining his hands from touching you.

"You know Hyunjin-ah, I'm very glad you enjoyed yourself but I'm afraid you enjoyed yourself so much that you made me have a problem myself." You said as you as you pointed towards your vagina and he licked his lips.

"I think I could help with that." He said finally placing his hands on your hips after what seemed like years.

"Oh really?" You teased. "What do you suggest?" You asked as you pushed his hair off his sweaty forehead.

"Well firstly, I need this off." He said as he put his finger underneath the bra strap pulling it up and then letting it drop against your skin making you moan slightly.

"Then take it off for me." You challenged and he quickly smashed his lips against your own and worked his way with taking off your lingerie.

Once you were as bare as a newborn baby he flipped you guys over, still not breaking your makeout session, and trailed a hand down to your core to test the waters.

You moaned into his mouth as you felt his fingers looking your entrance and he groaned pulling away for a split moment "Oh my Fuck! Your soaked for me!" He said before smashing his lips back into yours and sucking on your tongue.

Once he felt you were wet enough, he took his fingers away and spread your wetness on his alreay hard tip.

"Baby I love you so much, you can't even imagine how much you mean to me." He mumbled into your lips as he pushed himself in and your both moaned.

Caressing up your sides and breasts he reached for your hands interlocking your fingers with his and he took his sweet time kissing all over your face and neck moving lower to your chest and taking your nipple between his teeth, sucking on it and flicking his skilled tongue over it. You lightly squeezed his hands and he hummed against your breast making you moan.

"Y-you can move now." You announced and he immediately started thrusting into you slow and deep savoring every moment with you –and in you–.

Filling you up to the brim you could feel each others love through passionate, loving movements of both your bodies.

Wrapping your legs around his waist you allowed him to reach deeper into you hitting your g-spot repeatedly.

Both were moaning each others names between kisses as your tongues tangled up against each other.

Soon you were brought over the edge as you came all over your lover's cock and with a few more thrusts you felt your walls being painted white as he came inside you, moaning your name repeatedly.

"H-happy birthday Hyunjin-ah.." you said as you kissed his lips once again.

"Fuck Y/n I love you so much!" He said with a lovesick smile as he pushed some hair out of your sweaty and tired face.

He slowly pulled out and kissed you lovingly on the lips as he went out of the room for a few minutes and then came back soon after and hovered over your tired form still lying down on the bed.

"I know you wanted to make this night about me, but let me take care of you love." He said and you nodded without a second thought as he put his hands under your knees and back holding you up bridal style almost effortlessly.

You kissed his cheek and he smiled down at you with his famous eye-smiles as he took you both to the bathroom.

There, you saw some of the candles placed around the room, and the tub filled with water and your favourite body wash. Two wineglasses and your favourite wine by the side of the tub.

"Ta-da!" He said and twirled you both around and you giggled telling him to stop.

He slowly and carefully got inside the tub and placed you down on top of himself hugging you close to his body.

"I love you so much Y/n, thank you for being with me all this time." He said and you turned to look at him.

"I love you more." You said as you snuggled your nose into his and kissing his lips lovingly.

[hatsukeii]

hi hi lovie!! can i request super soft, extra fluffy hcs for suga?? hmmm, like boyfriend!suga and how he’d act during a first day?? or what he’d be all like if was crushing on someone hehehe i’m soft :(

It’s Suga appreciation hours😗💕

I’m procrastinating on the Kunimi one lmao I need time to ✨research✨ since I’m not that familiar w members from other teams, don’t judge me haha-

And I also saw a comment on how someone wanted tall s/o hcs so like put it in the req box so I know who you want hcs of!!

🌫Sugawara🌫

✨Crushing✨

- Sugawara probably never realised he was crushing on you.

- He just thought of you as a very close friend.

- You guys have been friends since you were 3, there was no way he was ever gonna fall in love with you.

- Right?

- It wasn’t until you guys joined the volleyball club together as setter and manager did he start to feel weird.

- He caught himself focusing on how you wrote down notes for the team, instead of trying to set the ball during training.

- “Oi, Sugawara, there’s no time to be distracted. Focus on the game.”

- “O-oh, yeah.”

- He shook it off as just mere fascination for three whole fucking years, since he believed it was because you’ve grown so much since you guys were kids.

- Until you hugged him when the synchronised attack finally worked out, during yours and his third year.

- Sugawara was a blushing mess.

- He felt hot all over, and he started sweating more than any other teammate.

- “Good job Koushi, you finally did it.”

- “Tha-thanks.”

- Stutter? Did he just fucking stutter?

- This did not go unnoticed by Noya and Tanaka, who set up a plan to confront Sugawara.

- “Suga-san, we need some help!”

- “Oh, Nishinoya? Tanaka? What do you need help with?”

- “Okay so, I have a question. How does it feel like to like someone?”

- That was Nishinoya’s question.

- Sugawara was confused. Since when did they ask for relationship advice? But the setter, being team mom, was quick to answer.

- “I mean, I guess butterflies in your stomach, blushing, being distracted by that someone, I don’t know for sure. What? Do one of you guys have someone in mind?”

- The duo stared at their upperclassman, before cackling like madmen in the empty gym.

- “HAHAHHA SUGA YOU’RE SO CLUELESS!”

- By now, he was fully baffled.

- “Wh-what are you guys talking about?”

- “DUDE, YOU’RE WHIPPED FOR Y/N OVER THERE HOLY SHIT!”

- Instantly, the tips of the grey haired boy’s ears were beet red as he tried to play it off.

- “Whaaat? Me? No way! We’ve been friends forever, I can’t be whipped for her. We’re just friends.”

- Not very convincing.

- “Really? That? That’s a terrible excuse. Have you seen yourself around her?”

- “N-no?”

- “Well, you just described to us exactly how you act during training. And don’t think we didn’t hear your stuttering when she hugged you~!”

- By now, Sugawara was a blushing mess trying to convince himself these feelings were platonic, just like what you were doing to yourself.

- “I don’t have time for a relationship. I have to focus on my studies and volleyball for now. It’s my last year and I’m gonna have to study well enough to go to university.”

- That was what he tried to stick to.

- But you were attracting his attention more and more by the day.

- He started from maybe setting a few balls that were too short, to full on forgetting to set to people.

- All because he was staring at you.

- The days leading up to the Spring High matches, you were trying your best to comfort Sugawara, knowing how he feels about Kageyama replacing him as setter for the team.

- The night before the match against Aoba Johsai, you specifically picked out the funniest movies you could find on Netflix and brought your laptop, along with an entire bag of snacks over to his house, where the both of you laughed your asses off all night, without a worry in mind.

- When the day of the tournament came, you met up extra early with Sugawara to give him a good luck charm, along with a kiss on the cheek to lighten up his mood.

- He almost passed out on the spot.

- During the match, you cheered the loudest out of everyone in the stadium when his plan to set to Kageyama worked out. As well as when he successfully served towards their spiker. Everyone looked at you like you were fucking mental, but that didn’t matter.

- Hearing your cheers and encouragement from the sidelines, Sugawara instantly levelled up, scoring quite a few points for the team before going back to the bench.

- When they won, you ignored everyone else in the team and basically pounced onto the grey haired boy, hugging him like a teddy bear.

- “YOU MAD LAD! YOU FUCKING DID IT KOUSHI! YOU WERE FUCKING AMAZING OUT THERE OH MY GOD HOLY SHIT!”

- It wasn’t until you gave him that bone crushing hug, did something finally click in his mind.

- Nishinoya and Tanaka were right.

- He was completely whipped for you.

✨Confession✨

- “Nishinoya, Tanaka, I need your help.”

- “What is it Suga-san?”

- “How do I confess to Y/N?”

- Noya and Tanaka went fucking nuts in the Karasuno gym, their energy suddenly coming back to them even after the long training they just went through as preparation for the Shiratorizawa match.

- “OH MY GOD IT’S HAPPENING EVERYBODY STAY CALM STAY FUCKING CALM-”

- “What the fuck is up with you three?”

- A very, very confused Kiyoko walked out of the storage room.

- “SUGA SAN’S GONNA CONFESS TO Y/N-”

- “OI NISHINOYA I DON’T NEED THE WHOLE WORLD KNOWING!”

- A devilish smirk was plastered on Kiyoko’s face.

- “So Sugawara, you’re finally gonna confess to her? Took you long enough.”

- Sugawara fiddled with his fingers, not knowing how to respond.

- “I mean, just do it man, she’s pretty fond of you too, I can see you two being a thing. Besides I know for a fact she likes someone, but she’d rather die than tell me who it is. Not that she’s not obvious enough though, I suggest you go for it.”

- That stuck with him for quite a while.

- The three spent the entire night texting Sugawara on how to get you to return his feelings, not knowing there was no need to do so at all.

- You knew that the days leading up to the match against Shiratorizawa, Sugawara was staying up all night beating himself up over not being able to contribute to the team directly. Not wanting to feel useless, he spent all his free time thinking of strategies to use against the powerhouse school.

- You constantly texted him, reminding him to get enough rest, not wanting for him to get overly stressed and wear himself out.

- He might’ve replied normally, but if he could, he would’ve sent you all the hearts he could.

- Before the match against Shiratorizawa, he presented all his new strategies and tricks to the team, hoping that could benefit them.

- Whilst the other members hesitated, you were slowly getting pissed.

- “Suga-san, are you sure these will wor-”

- That’s when you snapped.

- “Oi brats, listen up. Koushi didn’t stay up until ungodly hours every single day leading up to this match creating tricks and strategies, for you to doubt his abilities. He’s been beating himself up about not being able to be on the volleyball court for as long as I can tell. Please just trust his ideas for god’s sake. He’s one of the most experienced people here when it comes to strategising. Let him contribute to the match, since this could be his last.”

- The entire team was taken aback by your almost threatening demeanour.

- “Y-yes!”

- The strategies worked perfectly against Shiratorizawa.

- You could see the look on Suga’s face while he was on the bench.

- Determination. Pure determination.

- He was subbed in during the final set, and was able to snatch a few points for Karasuno.

- You’ve never been prouder.

- When the final spike hit the opposite court, you went silent for a second.

- “Holy shit... HOLY FUCK YES!”

- You watched as the three third years froze, before their chests heaved heavily.

- The three seniors bundled together in a tight group hug, bawling their eyes out.

- Both you and Kiyoko were silently sobbing, laughing through the tears.

- As the Karasuno third years got out fo their group hug, you took the chance.

- If this were under normal circumstances, there was absolutely no way in hell you would’ve done what you did.

- You dashed towards Sugawara, one thing in mind.

- “O-oh, hey-”

- Silence.

- Not a person in the stadium made one fucking sound as you grabbed his collar and kissed him with everything you bottled up.

- A now very, very flushed Sugawara went rigid for a second, before letting his eyes close as he stayed in that position, his lips curling up into a smile as he wrapped his arms around your torso.

- You both pulled away, knowing this couldn’t last forever. The stadium was silent for a moment, before even louder cheers erupted, this time the Shiratorizawa and Karasuno students joining in.

- “WAAAAAAAA~ SUGA-SAN YOU FINALLY GOT HER!” -Nishinoya

- “I FUCKING KNEW SHE LIKED YOU I SWEAR I FUCKING KNEW IT.” -Kiyoko

- “Congratulations, Sugawara. You seem very happy about this.” -Ushijima

-“FJKESUNWITHEFHJDSHFOIUWECTNWIOEYEFHDS” -Everyone in the crowd

- “AHHHH THEY FINALLY DID IT. IN FRONT OF LIVE TV TOO. ABSOLUTE MADLADS.” -Kuroo and the rest of Nekoma watching on TV

- “SUGAAAAAA! YOU FINALLY GOT WITH HER!” -Bokuto and the rest of Fukurodani watching on TV as well

- You wrapped your arms around his neck, nuzzling his head into your shoulder, feeling his face continue to burn as the Karasuno members whistled behind you guys.

- “I’m so fucking proud of you right now Koushi. You were absolutely insane out there. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.”

- “Thank you. Thank you so much. So, you wanna be my girlfriend?”

- “Fuck yeah.”

✨First date✨

- Oh boy.

- For someone that has had no dating experience whatsoever, Sugawara sure was good at planning dates.

- Since the day you guys started dating, you’ve basically been inseparable.

- Suga was also doing exceptionally well in classes and training.

- Once the weekend approached, he texted you at like 7am, while you were still sleeping,

- You woke your ass up at 11am, checking your phone to see Sugawara’s name on the screen, along with a few texts.

- ‘Hey, you wanna go out with me later?’ -Kou💕

- ‘There’s a new amusement park opening around here and my dad got two tickets. Told me to treat you to a date.’ -Kou💕

- ‘Just reply to me when you see all this, dw about it xx’ -Kou💕

- Was that even a question? Of course you were down.

- ‘Ooh, sounds good. What time?’ -You

- ‘Oh, you finally saw it lmao, I can come pick you up at 3?’ -Kou💕

- ‘Sure thing!! Cya xx’ -You

- The two of you went to the amusement park together, finally getting to hold hands because of the relationship finally fucking being confirmed.

- He was literally such a gentleman.

- A gentleman wearing an oversized sweater with jeans and a pair of converse, but a gentleman nevertheless.

- From around you guys, you heard girls swooning over you two.

- “Damn, I wish I had a boyfriend that was that cute.”

- “Sister really be blessed, he’s so tall too....”

- “Isn’t that one of the players on Karasuno that beat Shiratorizawa?”

- “Holy shit, you managed to make me even more jealous.”

- The entire day was spent going on rides together, (Much to Suga’s dismay, he had slight motion sickness.) and trying to get plushies from claw machines.

- He ended up getting you this really cute taco plush, and in return you got him a burger one.

- Wouldn’t let you pay for dinner.

- “If I take you out, then I’m paying for food. No questions asked.”

- You forced him to go into a haunted house with you at night.

- The entire time he held onto you protectively, shoving you out of the way when people jumped at you two.

- You clung onto him for dear life.

- That night you two joked around way more than you ever have while heading back home.

- This was definitely better than any fictional crush you’ve ever had.

- Not even fanfictions made you this happy.

- And that’s saying something.

Holy SHIT I FINALLY FINISHED THIS. It’s 3am here I should really sleep but do I really care about my health? I don’t think so! :D

I hope you like it xx😗👉👈

[jasntodds]

The Wild Hunt [t.h.]

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader (supernatural *not the TV show* AU)

Warnings: Fluff, mentions of blood, some panic, lots of fear, and some good ole angst

Words: 4,073

Summary: The Wild Hunt is said to be of ghost riders and hellhounds riding the storm to steal souls of the living for all of eternity

A/N: Y’all know what I love? In case you missed it? Teen Wolf. Despite popular opinion, season 6 was amazing and that was the season of the ghost riders so it’s only fair I take that and write about Tom, right? Also, this is for @keepingupwiththeparkers ‘s writing challenge that was forever go!

Masterlist

To be in love is almost something magical. You have someone who's not just your best friend but your person. They're your other half, a kind of soulmate even. Hearts beat as one, butterflies come to life at the same time, and flowers bloom together. It's good anxiety, the kind that's almost like a drug and it's waking up with them and still falling endlessly for them, pool of drool around their mouth and hair like a birds’ a best. But the absolute best part about being in love is having that person be in love, too. And Tom, he is hopelessly and endlessly in love with you.

Tom’s arm is wrapped snugly around your waist, his head just above yours as you’re both laying on the couch having a Mission Impossible marathon and a fluffy grey blanket covers both of your bodies. His lips graze the top of your head, a gentle and sweet kiss placed atop before he starts leaving quick pecks across your cheek, making you giggle and push your back against him. Tom’s laugh bounces around the room and through your ears, butterflies sputtering through both of your stomachs.

You twist in his arms, facing him and capturing his lips with yours, silencing his laughing. You can feel him smile against your lips and you can taste the leftover Carmex from earlier, a taste that bothers most people but not you, not when it comes to Tom.

“What’re you doing?” You ask and you pull away.

“Can’t kiss you for no reason?” Tom asks, eyes big and innocent.

You quirk a brow, not buying it. “No.” You laugh, shaking your head into his shoulder.

“‘M hungry.” Tom admits, his voice light and on the cusp of a chuckle.

“Mhm, thought so.” You mumble into his shirt, the scent of his cologne you never grow tired of wearing off from the day.

“Want some popcorn?” Tom asks, his breath brushing against your ear.

“Sure.” You pick your head up and offer him a gentle smile before pecking his lips.

Tom beams, kissing your forehead before he starts to get up, successfully yanking the blanket with him and tripping to the floor. You burst into a fit of laughter, trying to ask if he’s okay but the laughter coming from him and the movement of his shoulders tell you he’s perfectly fine. He rolls over onto his back, clearly defeated but his chest is rising quickly with the subsiding laugh.

“For someone as athletic as you, you’re clumsy.” You mock, leaning over the couch.

“Love me anyway.” Tom picks his head up, winking at you.

“On occasion.” You quip, a smile spread across your face.

Tom gasps, hitting his chest over his heart. “But I love you.” Tom whines, sticking out his bottom lip and all you can do is lean back, laughing.

“Yeah, I love you, too.” You mutter.

Tom gains a triumphant smile as he gets to his feet. “‘S what I thought.”

You roll your eyes and choose not to respond. Tom made his way to the kitchen, opening and closing the cabinet for a bag of microwave popcorn and you pulled out your phone, checking messages and social media. There was a new picture of you and Tom posted to Instagram, Harry had posted it not long before. A happy smile started to pull at the corner of your lips, your thumb just brushing over the image.

You’d all gone a pub for a night out, just you, Tom, Harry, and Harrison but as Harry is who he is, he couldn’t leave the picture taking for another time. So, of course, he snapped one of you and Tom leaning against the wall outside as you waited for a ride home. Tom’s arms wrapped around you as your back is pressed against his chest and you’re looking up to him smiling and laughing, eyes crinkling at the edges. Tom looks about as happy as he’s ever been, intoxicated, but blissfully in love with you and about to kiss your temple. Just the picture alone is enough to send shivers of electricity through your heart.

“Tom,” You sit up, twisting to your knees and resting your forearms on the back of the couch so you can see Tom. “Have you seen the picture Harry posted about an hour ago?” You ask, waving your phone at him.

He shakes his head and walks over, taking your phone from your hands and his entire face softens with the sight of it. His lips are pulled into a fragile smile, the corners of his eyes just barely crinkling, and the reflection of the phone is bouncing from his eyes. He doesn’t have to say anything because it’s all right there, Harry did well getting the picture. But, before you could ask what he thought, just to be sure, Tom was sliding your phone back in your hands while bringing your lips to his in a deep kiss. You sigh against him before he pulls away.

“What was that for this time?”

“Just love you is all.” Tom whispers, bringing his lips to yours once more only for you both to be interrupted by the microwave and Tom’s phone ringing.

He gives you a quick smirk before digging in his pocket and pulling out his phone, turning his back to you as he goes to the microwave. Tom puts the phone to his ear and greets the caller, not bothering to have checked the caller ID.

“Sam’s gone!” The panicked voice of Harry rings through Tom’s ears.

“What?” Tom asks, pulling the phone from his head to see it’s still reading his brother’s name.

“Sam’s. Gone!” Harry says, this time clearer. “He-he was here and then...then these-I don’t know! These guys or somethin’ show up and, Tom, he’s just gone! And we gotta-”

“Slow down,” Tom sighs, opening the microwave, clouding his nose with the scent of fresh popcorn and putting the phone between his ear and shoulder as he grabs the steaming bag. “Who’s Sam?”

Tom knows he has a few friends by the name but none of who should be causing Harry this much worry. But, Harry is someone who likes to prank Tom. They’ve been doing it as long as either of them can remember. Cling wrap in the door frame, cooking oil on the kitchen floor, salt in the sugar, it’s what they do so Tom can’t help but think this is just some weird prank Harry is trying to pull.

“What the fuck do you mean--your brother!” Harry screams so loud you can hear him from your seat on the couch. Tom pulls the phone away from his ear and swaps sides, walking over to you. “My twin! He is gone!”

Tom’s brows are furrowed, entire forehead wrinkled in confusion as he hands you the bag of popcorn. “What’re you on?” Tom asks. “We don’t have a brother called Sam.”

You take a few pieces of popcorn, popping them into your mouth while matching Tom’s expression, wondering what could possibly be going on.

“God!” Harry yells in frustration. “Yes, we do! These weird guys or something came in and they fuckin’...shot him or something.”

“Is there blood?” Tom asks, no concern in his voice.

“No…” Harry says. “But--”

“If someone’s shot, there’d be blood. You were probably dreaming.” Tom says, taking a handful of popcorn for himself.

Harry groans on the other end. “I wasn’t dreaming! This is serious! He was just here. He’s our brother! Why’re you actin’ like you don’t fuckin’ care?”

“Harry,” Tom says. “Would you calm down? We’ve only got Paddy, ‘s it. No Sam. Tellin’ you, you were probably--”

“You’re fuckin’ useless, you know that?” Harry’s voice breaks with his voice, making Tom fall concerned.

“Where’s mum and dad? Maybe you should talk to them.” Tom offers. “You don’t sound alright.”

“Fine.” Harry mutters. “They’ll believe me.” Before Tom can respond, the line does dead.

Tom pulls the phone from his head, looking at the now black screen. He shakes his head, eyes going to you before he climbs over the back of the couch and takes a seat beside you. You watch him with a raised brow, waiting for him to explain but he just sits in silence for a minute.

He’s never heard Harry that upset. It doesn’t matter the prank, doesn’t matter the joke, Harry wouldn’t take it that far to cause Tom major concern. He sounded genuinely terrified and hurt, like he really had just watched someone be taken or shot. It’s a little unsettling and it even has Tom questioning about his other brother. Maybe Harry mistook the name? But that wouldn’t quite make sense and Tom wouldn’t just forget he had a third brother, right?

“You okay, Tom?” You ask, resituating to face him.

“Uh,” Tom shakes his head, still looking forward. “Yeah, I think.” He says quietly before looking to you. “Harry said he saw our brother get taken or shot but not Paddy, Sam?”

“You don’t have a brother named Sam?” You question, making sure that Tom hasn’t been hiding a secret brother in the year you’ve been dating.

Tom shakes his head quickly. “No, no, we don’t. Just the three of us.”

“What’s wrong then?”

Tom shrugs a shoulder. “He sounded...serious, maybe.” Tom says. “I dunno. It was just weird but he’s ringing our parents. It was probably a night terror or nightmare, somethin’.”

“Do you wanna stop tomorrow to check on him?” You offer, seeing the distress across Tom’s face.

“Yeah, I’ll go.” Tom says, taking the bag of popcorn from you.

“I can go with you if you want.” You offer with a reassuring smile.

“Nah,” Tom starts, putting his arm around your shoulders to pull you into him. “I’ll go and meet you back here after work, ya?”

“Alright,” You sigh. “Just lemme know if you change your mind.”

“Thanks, love.” Tom mutters as he presses a chaste kiss to your forehead. “We should get back to the movie.” Tom nods towards the screen, offering you the top of the bag of popcorn.

You nod, kissing his cheek and within twenty minutes, you’re both back to how you were before Harry had called.

By the time the next morning rolls around, it’s like the night before didn’t happen. Tom had brushed off his phone call with Harry, saying he was gonna stop by later in the day. And your morning routine went as it normally does, each taking turns showering and moving around the bathroom is perfect harmony only to meet back in the kitchen where the two of you would make breakfast and eat together. And that leads the two of you to now, where you’re both in the kitchen just after breakfast. Tom is at the sink while you’re sat on the corner, finishing off an apple before you’re set to leave for work.

“You’re gonna be late if you don’t go soon.” Tom wipes his hands on the towel as you pull out your phone, checking the time.

“Yeah, don’t wanna go.” You scrunch your face, looking back to Tom.

Tom moves over to you, slightly spreading your legs so he can't stand between them. “But when you get home, I’ll be here.” He smirks leaning in and connecting his lips to yours.

“This isn’t making me wanna go anymore.” You close your eyes as his kisses trail down your jaw.

“Just giving you something to look forward to when you come home.” Tom smirks against your neck, nipping but careful not to leave marks.

You whine, tilting your head back to give him more access. “I think you just like to tease me.”

Tom chuckles, kissing back up your cheek before cupping your face in his hands. “Is quite fun, ya.”

“I shouldn’t go then.” Your eyes widen, teasing him.

Tom scrunches his nose, reaching for your phone and checking the time only to be met with the picture Harry had taken. “You should and you’ve changed your background?” Tom flashes the screen to you.

“Mhm.” You hum, plucking the phone from his hand. “You look cute.”

“Not as cute as you, darlin’.” Tom gives you a wide grin.

“Stop.” You roll your eyes, resting your head on his shoulder.

“‘S true.” Tom assures, kissing the side of your head.

“I love you, ya know?” You look back to him, arms coming around his shoulders.

“I know.” Tom smiles, pecking your lips. “And I love you, don’t forget that, ya?”

“How could I ever?” You quip, pulling him in for a deep kiss, your tongue tracing his bottom lip.

How could you possibly forget that Tom loves you? That’s the real question. A love as strong as yours should be unbreakable. It should be stronger than any force of nature. Stronger than anything to exist. He reminds you day in and day out that he is in love with you and he has been since day one and you do the exact thing. It’s not always in the words of “i love you” but in the words like “be careful”,”buckle your seatbelt”, “text me when you get there”, and “this made me think of you”. It’s in the actions when either of you show up with the other’s favorite lunch or dinner, just because you thought of each other. It’s how you move around the kitchen in a perfect dance only the two of you know. You maneuver around the bathroom with ease, brushing teeth and hair, never once bumping into each other. It’s in the small glances at sunset and sleepy smiles in the morning when the sun’s woken the two of you up. Everything you two do, it’s there. It’s love. A love one could not simply forget.

Well, that’s how it should be at least.

You’ve been home from work just long enough to have changed into a pair of pajamas when you hear the door slam shut. You jump at the sound, your heart immediately starting to race as you make your way down the hallway. Tom is standing against the door, palms against it as and his chest is rising and falling as if he’s just gotten done running from someone, from something. His hair is sticking to his forehead and you can hear him gasping for air. Complete worry washes over you as you step closer to him.

“Tom?”

“Y/n!” He yells, pushing away from the door. “Thank God.” He sighs of relief but his expression doesn’t show it, it’s still written with fear. “C’mon.” He grabs your arms and pulls you down the hall to your bedroom, quickly shutting the door and locking it.

“Tom what’s--” You try to ask but he’s quick to cut you off by cupping your face.

“I’m gonna sound fuckin’ nuts but you’ve to listen to me, alright?” Tom’s eyes are wide and glossy, looking like he’s about to cry.

“You’re scaring me, what’s wrong?” Your eyes search his face for any sign of what's going on.

“I went to Harry’s and--”

“Who’s Harry?” You cut him off before he could finish.

Tom's expression drops. Pure and utter devastation wash across his face and his heart stops right in his chest. “You….you don’t….” Tom stares you, jaw going a bit slack as the color drains from his face.

He went to Harry’s, he did and it didn't go how he expected. Harry was uneasy but he didn’t remember calling Tom the night before about Sam. He didn’t know who Sam was. It was just like Tom had said, maybe a bad dream or a night terror. But then, something horrible and completely crazy happened. Something that can’t be fully explained.

“I-I...I don’t…” Tom just stares at you, expression full of sorrow as a tear falls down his face. “Someone.” Tom says, choosing not to spend time explaining who Harry is. He thinks he’s next, he knows he’s next and he doesn’t have time to sit down and explain who people are. “I was with him and he started hearing these...horses and dogs, I didn’t see ‘em, not at first but then I did and they shot him.”

“What?” You yell, trying to follow Tom’s words but he just sounds like he’s telling you a wild story.

“Yeah, I know.” Tom nods. “But...he just...disappeared. Into smoke.”

“Did you fall asleep in the car?” You ask, your voice breaking finding Tom’s state more than worrisome. If you didn't know any better, if he even smelled of a hint of alcohol rather than his favorite cologne, you'd think he was wasted beyond repair.

Tom shakes his head frantically. “No, no, no, I didn’t and I think--” Tom moves his stare from you and to the door. His eyes widen and his heart sinks.

He’s right. He’s next.

“Do you hear that?” He asks.

“Hear what?” You listen carefully, hoping that Tom hasn’t completely lost his sanity.

Tom closes his eyes and swallows a lump that’s started to form. “You don’t remember Harry?”

This is how Harry felt the night before. Tom didn’t believe him, that their own brother had simply disappeared but how can he be expected to believe something he doesn’t remember? And now it’s happened to Harry and Tom doesn't have the time to dwell on it. He doesn't have time to think about how he let his brother down not believing him or at least going over when he called. He doesn’t have time to explain it all to you because the sounds of the horses and dogs are getting closer and he’s going to be next. He doesn’t have time to tell you because you’re going to forget him and he needs to tell you so much more instead.

“You need to know I love you, okay?” Tom mutters, his voice breaking as a few tears slip over his cheeks.

“I know.” You whisper, your hands coming up to cup his. “I love you, too but--”

“No.” Tom cuts you off. “I have been in love with you forever and I’m gonna be in love with you forever but I don’t think you’re gonna remember that. I-I-I hope you do but I dunno if you will. I need you to try, though, okay? Don’t let my mum forget me. Or Harrison or my dad or Paddy. Don’t let them forget me. Try, please.” Tom pleads, tears slipping beyond his control.

“I could never forget you.” You assure him but there’s still confusion in your voice, something not comforting to Tom at all. “I love you, I do. How could I forget--”

Before you could finish, the door opens and you see nothing besides Tom moving to stand in front of you. Even when you peek around him though, you see nothing besides the white door wide open. You don’t hear anything unusual, it’s just open but Tom is shaking in front of you, almost like he’s guarding you from someone, from something.

But, Tom? Tom sees them. There’s three men with charcoal black scarecrow faces, dressed in cowboy hats and long coats on black horses with large black dogs. The dogs snarl and bark at Tom, paying no attention to you. It’s Tom they want. Tom just watches in horror, almost paralyzed as one of the riders pulls out a pistol. It’s aimed at Tom’s head and he turns his head, just barely enough to get a glance of you.

“I love you.” He whispers and with a bang unheard by you, a green puff of smoke is in front of you and you’re alone.

The smoke evaporates and it’s just you. Your heart is like rapid thunder in your ears. What just happened? Tom was there one second and gone the next. People don’t disappear. That’s impossible. People don’t just hear and see things that other people don’t and disappear because of it. But it happened. It just happened and now your mind is going a mile-a-minute because was that what Tom was trying to tell you? That this Harry person was taken by these people and that’s how he knew? That’s why he was scared? But what’s bothering you the most is that Tom really thinks--thought that you could forget him. How could you ever?

So, that’s when you decide it’s a dream. It has to be a dream because people don’t disappear into green smoke. People don’t just disappear and Tom knows you could never forget him even if you tried, even if you wanted to try. It has to be a dream. A vivid dream that keeps you tossing and turning all night.

You repeat his name over and over again, each time becoming a little stale in your thoughts. Like it’s been expired for years. You close your eyes and you picture him, brown eyes, curling brown hair, eyebrow with a cowlick you can’t help but find adorable. He’s there, in your memories while you’re awake. But, then you fall asleep.

The next day comes around and you wake up as you normally do but you don’t feel right. Something feels off. You reach for your phone, clicking the screen and being met with a picture of you in front of a brick wall looking over your shoulder, smiling and laughing. A twist to your stomach makes you furrow your brows. You remember changing the background but you don’t remember why. It’s like a void is taking up that part of your memory. The picture is cute, you look amazing, but it’s not like you set your lock screen to a picture of yourself. But, you brush it off because maybe you were just drunk when you did it or maybe you’re remembering wrong and Harrison did it as a joke and you hadn’t bothered to change it back. Either way, you get out of bed and proceed with your routine.

Your routine follows as it would normally, you take your shower, brush your teeth and hair, get dressed. You eat your breakfast and check your social media. It’s all normal but it feels off. It’s almost an empty feeling but not quite. Kind of like you’ve misplaced something but the harder you think about it, the further the memory gets. It’s almost as if someone is inside your mind just shredding your memories of whatever you’re supposed to be remembering. It’s quite unsettling.

A knock on your door pulls your attention from your phone. When you open the door, Harrison is standing there, allowing himself in with a cheery smile.

“You alright?” He asks, raised brow on display. “You look a bit lost.” He chuckles.

“Oh, yeah.” You nod. “We still going to find something for your mom’s birthday?” You ask, remembering Harrison asking a few days prior if you could come help him pick something out for his mom since he wanted to make sure he got just the right set of earrings this year.

“Yep.” Harrison chimes, watching you move across the kitchen, your expression still a but contorted in confusion. “Really, you alright?” Harrison drops the cheeriness as he watches you.

“I just,” You face him, biting the inside of your cheek. “Feel like I’m forgetting something.”

“Like what?” Harrison asks. “Can help you find it.”

You shake your head. “Nah, like, you know in Harry Potter where Neville doesn’t remember his robes so his Remembrall consumes in red smoke but he doesn't remember what he’s forgotten?” Harrison nods along with your reference. “It’s like that. I feel like I’m missing something but how can I be missing something I don’t even remember?”

Harrison rolls his shoulders. “I dunno.” He answers. “I’ve gotten the feeling before though, probably just woke up funny, ya?”

You sigh, running a hand through your hair. “Yeah, maybe.” You shake your head and decide to try and ignore the gnawing of your stomach. “Lemme just put my shoes on and we can go.” You give Harrison a quick smile.

“Cool.” Harrison’s cheeriness returns.

How can someone forget something they don’t remember? How can someone forget someone they love? The only answer remains with riders of the storm, the Wild Hunt.

[3laxx]

Trainwreck - Chapter 3

Ao3 / FF.net

“Mari, no!”, Alya cried right as Adrien entered. He threw the door shut and ran into her living room to find her sitting in front of the TV, her hands covering her mouth.

She seemed too caught up in staring at the video that was playing so that she didn’t notice him entering.

“Alya?”

“Adrien, th-thank god!”

“What happened?!”

He threw a glance at the TV screen, saw someone backflipping on a train and first thought this was a movie.

“Nino and Marinette, they’re… The t-terrorist group AKUMA, you know them? They took over that c-cargo train, knocking the train d-driver unconscious and now they’re heading for Paris t-to let the toxic material c-crash in Gare du Nord and-… I don’t know what it was that Marinette drove but she’s t-trying to get on the train r-right now!”, Alya pointed at the screen after telling him the story with an unbelievable speed and now he turned his attention to the TV.

He was right in time to see the person on the train being flung back against some kind of roof on top of the train, almost losing her consciousness in the process. He was sure he had seen a flash of blue hair under her helmet.

“Is that-…?!”, he gasped when she knelt down and detached the carabiner, letting go of the rope. He saw her squirming, obviously because she was yelled at. Now he turned his gaze to the helicopter and saw his best friend keeping it in the air. He seemed to shout at Marinette over radio but she didn’t stop.

“Marinette, get the rope, right now! Right now, I say, woman! Get the rope, you need to be able to flee if the train-…!”

“I will not go anywhere, Nino, not as long as this train cannot be stopped, so stop yelling at me so I can concentrate!”

He immediately shut up when he saw one AKUMA leaving the drivers cabin and pulling out a gun. He opened fire at the young woman and she slipped down the locomotive to not be hit by the bullets. She fell to the gangway on the other side of the machine, quickly entering the driver’s cabin. There, she saw two AKUMA and the third one was outside, without her suit kit would be difficult but she could work with it. Quickly, before they could react in any way she did a very sloppy roundhouse kick, but it didn’t miss its purpose. The first AKUMA fell to the ground, unconscious. The second grabbed a weapon out of his belt but Marinette was quick to punch his wrist and force him to let go of the gun.

He cried out of anger as the third AKUMA ran back into the driver’s cabin, raising his gun again. Marinette pounced on the disarmed man and took him down with a quick choke hold.

It was great she had already taken out two AKUMA, but it was very bad and not thoughtful that the second unconscious would slip to the floor and bare her front to the only armed one. And he didn’t hesitate. He shot.

Alya clutched Adrien’s arm as she saw the man with the gun run back in. She saw Marinette was fighting inside but her best friend wasn’t bulletproof.

“Adrien-… Adrien, sh-she called me before she was o-out of the helicopter! She-… She s-said she loved me and that we would see each other t-today… She was l-lying, wasn’t she?”

He had a shocked expression on his face as the second human inside slid to the floor. He could see now, that Marinette stood in front of the man with the raised gun. Slowly, she raised her hands and Adrien covered Alya’s eyes.

The shot was able to be heard through the TV, more muffled as the ones outside but still, Adrien heard the loud bang and then, one more person fell to the floor.

Instantly, Alya began screaming, began to cry out for her best friend in a terrible mix of French and Haitian. It broke Adrien’s heart when he removed the hand in front of Alya’s closed eyes.

“It’s-… I-… She didn’t-…”, he couldn’t form a coherent sentence anymore. He knew, something had gone wrong.

Marinette felt a burning pain shoot through her shoulder, making her knees give way and her helmet to hit the ground. She cried out and instantly, she heard Nino’s voice over the radio.

“Marinette!! Marinette, Mari, no!! No! Are you okay?! I heard a shot, you-… You can’t be dead, Mari! Alya’ll kill me! Marinette!!”

She gritted her teeth as the man walked over the unconscious bodies of his fellow AKUMA and directed his gun to her head.

“I don’t know who you are and why you thought you could take us out like that, but you’ll die anyway.”, he snarled.

“Well, I wouldn’t be too sure of that.”

He squinted his eyes when he saw her earrings peeking out from under the headphones that were attached to her helmet. It had moved a bit so her earrings were visible now.

“You’re-… You’re from MIRACULOUS!”

She grinned and stood up again, pressing a hand to her shoulder to stop the bleeding. It hurt like hell but she wouldn’t be showing weakness.

“Damn right. And I advise you to drop your weapon and let me chain you up.”

“As if! I’m gonna-…”

He hadn’t even had the time to finish his sentence before Marinette kicked him into his stomach, one, two, three times, making him drop to the ground. Another shot fired as his hand clutched around the trigger in pain but she wasn’t hit.

“As I said. Drop. Your. Weapon.”, she kicked against his hand, breaking at least one finger while doing so. He let go of the gun, letting it clatter to the ground, and held his injured hand.

“Good boy.”, she cooed, then rammed her knee into his face, breaking his nose and sending him to the land of dreams.

Silence followed as she turned to the dashboard, only finding it had been destroyed by these idiots.

“Goddamnit!”, she swore, snapping Nino out of his stupor.

“You-… You’re an agent, Mari?!”, his voice was lashed with confusion and disbelief.

“Yeah, Ladybug from the department MIRACULOUS, nice to meet you, but don’t spill in front of our friends, please. It needs to stay a secret. Anyway, do you have any idea how to stop a train without a functioning dashboard?”

“… No?”

“Goddamnit!!”, she hit the dashboard and cried out in pain and frustration, “Then how do I stop this thing?!”

Alya cried in Adrien’s arms when he shook her shoulder.

“I-… I think it’s her!”

“Wh-Who?”

“Her, Mari! She’s-… She stood up again!”

The brunette peeked out from his chest and her eyes widened at the sight of two figures standing again. One moment later, the other person, presumably an AKUMA, was down and Marinette turned to the dashboard.

“How did she-…?”

Oh, Adrien had an idea. Now he wanted to slap himself for being so blind because of not seeing right away that one of his good friends, the girl he was in love with and the girl he fell for, were the same person from the start. He gulped but pushed his feelings aside. She was in danger to life, alone, probably hurt…

“I-I have to use the toilet.”, he pressed out, leaving Alya’s and Nino’s living room to enter the bathroom, pulling out his phone.

As soon, as his instructor answered, he whisper yelled into the speaker.

“Why am I being informed through the TV rather than you?!”, he hissed, unable to contain his anger. Plagg was taken aback but soon recovered with a snicker.

“What’s so funny, you useless glutton?!”

“Your partner said the exact same thing, that’s funny.”

“My partner is about to die out there, why am I not there by her side?!”

Plagg turned away from the speaker, obviously talking to Tikki who came to his desk.

“Listen, kitten, I was told the police would take care of it. Tikki told Ladybug the exact same thing and she also told me she moved to take them out in civilian form regardless.”

“I can see that!”

“And you’re not going to help.”

Adrien felt the phone slip out of his hand because he shook of anger but he was able to catch it right before it hit the ground.

“What is that supposed to mean?!”

“Ladybug went without permission from HQ. Tikki wasn’t able to stop her because she had a fitting vehicle and a willing friend to fly her there. You don’t have anything of that, so you’re not going. Let her handle that and she will be held responsible alone.”

“What?! You’re just… You’re firing her?!”

“We won’t, but our boss will. He has no other choice. She had no permission so what she did was to kidnap a helicopter with its pilot, get him into a dangerous, life threatening situation and risk hindering the polices attempts to save Paris from a catastrophe. She’s a criminal now, face it, kid.”

Adrien couldn’t believe Plagg to be so cruel.

“Call her criminal one more time and I’m quitting so hard the Paris police department will crumble in pieces! She’s a goddamn hero, trying her best to save your asses! So she hadn’t had permission but what’s the police gonna do?! Make the train leave the rails?!”

“In fact, yes.”, another voice joined in the conversation, but it wasn’t of Tikki or Plagg, it sounded like a cold voice belonging to another man, “We are going to derail the train right between Dammartin-en-Goële and Villepinte, in about two to three minutes then, Agent Chat Noir.”

“And who the fuck is this idiot?!”

“Th-This is Roger Raincomprix. He’s the head of the police department.”, Plagg suddenly sounded very small in contradiction to his usual loudmouthed character, “On his behalf he is cut in on our conversation.”

Adrien didn’t care anymore. He boiled of anger and fear for Marinette’s life and suddenly, it seemed so much more real now that he knew the train was going to be derailed.

“No! I don’t care with who I’m speaking and if it is you, Monsieur Raincomprix! Especially if you’re the unreasonable bastard who is going to derail the train even if my partner is this close to stopping it! Stop the preparations! Let her do this!”

“She was not allowed to go and try to save the day. Thus, she was not there in the first place. This train is empty, Monsieur Noir.”

And with that Plagg ended the call, either to save Adrien from further heartbreaking comments by the head of the police department or to make him shut up and insult his boss even more.

In trance, he opened the bathroom door and sat beside Alya again, burying his face in her chest as the TV-moderator just announced what the police planned.

In two minutes, his friend would be history. In two minutes, Ladybug would be no more. In one minute, the love of his life would become the loss of his life. And he could do nothing but watch.

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