#When the world is falling appart and we just hug

[multiplefandomsyep]

We are going to see the Hwang bros once again in season 3 and I think they are one of the main plot in the story, and so, I really hope that they can give a hug to each other like, doomed siblings hug? After all the trauma and things they have been going through?? I really need it so much, I really need them to find some console/soft in each other

[justyoursimpleflower]

A Letter of Love, A Letter of Apology

Warnings:- just angst, no fluff, nothing mentions of death, sucide, crying, death eaters. Not the best of me.

Word count:- 2k

A/N:- this is short and not my best of work, I actually list inspiration for it after sometime. The gif belongs to its respective owners I got it from Pinterest.

July 12th 1978.

Lily was sitting in her apartment that she shared with Marlene and Alice, drinking a glass of wine. Who cares if it's ten in the morning? She wanted to, so she poured herself a glass. Last week had been hectic for Lily, moving out of Hogwarts, and then James proposing her, healer training and so much more. It was as if she didn't even get a moment for her.

It had been not so long since she left Hogwarts, though it felt like a distant memory. Getting out of Hogwarts, joining Order, leaving some friends, leaving some memories, leaving-

"Lily!"

Marlene's voice broke her out of her thoughts, no one knows what would have happened if she hadn't broken her out of her thoughts, she didn't need to go back to those thoughts.

Turning around she saw a horror struck face of Marlene, immediately rising panic in her mind. She left her glass of wine on the railing of the balcony, she rushed to Marlene.

"What is it?" Her voice was heaved with panic, a million of what ifs swirling in her head.

"Another attack." A gasp left Lily's lips, as the words came out of Marlene's lips. Another attack. Another death. Another pain for the people.

But something was different in Marlene's eyes. It wasn't the usual, hatred or sadness at the name of attack, her eyes were teary. Assuming the worst Lily whispered,

"Who?"

"Y/N"

At that moment Lily wanted nothing more than the ground to swallow her or the sky to fall on her. Tears started streaming down her eyes, her heart felt heavy, her mind went fuzzy. Lily couldn't hold herself anymore and fell to her knees, sob racked her body. She was now crying completely, Marlene kneeled herself in front of Lily and held her in a hug. Rubbing her back, she kept whispering,

"I know, I know, she was my friend too."

She didn't know. No one did, and that pained Lily more.

Collecting herself up Marlene made Lily look up, the pain in Lily's eyes was breaking her too but she was supposed to take her for the mission, they can mourn later, but they had to go now.

"C'mon Lils, it's time to go, we have to investigate the place."

Lily didn't even hear her, she was feeling only the voidness she had pushed you into. It was all her fault, you didn't deserved that, maybe if she had never pushed you till there, you would still have lived.

She felt a hand shaking her. Marlene. She wants her to come and investigate the place you took your last breath. She didn't even has a choice in this. She had to. Slowly, she stood up and nodded her head.

Marlene clasped their hands together and they apparted to the small home. It was just like you used to describe, Lily had never visited your home but she knew how it looked, you had painted a perfect picture of it in her head.

James was already there, he, Lily and Marlene were to investigate the place for any traces of Death Eaters. He saw Lily looking broken, his heart broke too, he knew that you and Lily were good friends, but the look in Lily's eyes was pure sorrow.

He was quick to his feet and reached to her, he enveloped her in his arms. Lily's arms never went around him, she just started sobbing on his shoulder, she knew what she was doing was betrayal but how could she stop the pain, coming in the form tears.

"Shh...calm down, love."

Knowing that if she didn't stop now, she won't for long, Lily removed her face from James' shoulder. She gave him a weak smile and nodded her head towards the house, signalling him to enter. James was hesitant but entered anyways, his hand still holding Lily's.

Marlene was standing in the hallway, looking around the pictures, in case any clue. Lily and James joined her and roamed their eyes on the pictures, your smiling face, their joyful days, everything, in the most perfect way. And here are they, falling down by the insurmountable grief, mourning your death, investigating your house.

Lily was slowly breaking, the more she looked at those pictures the more suffocating became the pain. She felt like she's betraying everyone, you, James, her friends, herself.

James rubbed her back and gave her a sad smile, she smiled back but it was genuine, not anymore at least.

"I think we should seperate. Marlene you check the kitchen, I'll go for the living room and Lily you should check bedroom." James said, nodding they all seperated.

When Lily entered your room, everything was mess. Maybe you came here to hide from the death eaters. Shaking the thought from her head, she started looking for any evidence that Death Eaters came.

She flipped the pillows, she racked the desk, she looked in cupboard, but she found nothing. Sighing, she sat on your bed, looking around the room, the mess she made.

Lily's eyes landed on the drawer beside your bed, knowing she won't anything she almost didn't check but something in her was telling her to, believing her instincts, she opened the drawer to find it empty except an envelope.

She was going to leave it when James' voice called her but in the end she turned and stuffed it in her pocket. She reached the living room to find James and Marlene there.

"Did you find something?" Marlene asked.

Lily's hand touched the envelope in her pocket, but she shook her head. She can handle this alone, and she would.

Marlene and Lily apparted after that to their apartment, and Marlene left Lily's side saying, she wants to rest but Lily knew better, she knew that Marlene only wanted to grieve alone, she was never the one to show her emotions openly.

Lily entered her room, and changed into more comfortable clothes. As she sat on her bed, she took out the envelope and looked at it. She turned it few times to check if there was anything she could understand by it, when she found no signs, she hesitantly opened it. Inside it was a folded parchment, no doubt a letter. Lily didn't want to pry but she found herself opening it. So, she started reading.

Dear Lily,

I don't even know if I have the right to call you that anymore. You seem distant more than usual now, I knew it be bad but...this is unbearable. It's eleventh of July, it's my birthday tomorrow, but I think you wouldn't remember. I don't want a lot from you, I would just address this letter and send this to you, just want an acknowledgement from you that you read it.

It's been such a small time but it feels like an eternity when we used to meet, secretly, it hurt me that you didn't want to be seen with me but no worries, no hard feelings, it atleast gave me some thrill.

Okay, no more small talks, I would just tell you want I want to know.

Lily, was it necessary? Was I that bad? Even on my worst day, did I deserve the hell you gave me? What changed?

You promised me, didn't you? You promised me an infinity, but here I am dying slowly, why? Because I can't take this anymore. Till the time you'll find it, I would be long gone. Away from you, away from everyone, away from everything. Look at me, what a coward. I didn't even fight, for the better world. I don't even have it in myself to go with grace, and you are a hero, flying around saving faces.

Our love was calamitous, we were never meant to be, but Lily I hope you live happily.

I won't say don't grieve on my death, do, atleast that'll assure me that even a little, sometime, you loved me, I meant something to you. But Lily, did I actually?

I am happy for you, happy for James that he finally got you. I am happy for your upcoming future with him. Say yes to him, he is a nice guy. Or atleast better than me.

Do you remember our first kiss? Everyone was drunk that night, so drunk that it took two vials of hangover potion, per person to make their headache go. You didn't drink that night, I did but not too much. We both were sitting near the fireplace, you asked me what kind of person was I interested in, I was hesitant, cause to me, you were the only person I had even thought about having romantic feelings. When I didn't answer, you put your hand on mine, I turned around and saw the fire reflecting on your face. You truly were a blessing for eyes. We didn't notice that we leant towards each other until our nose bumped, you initiated the kiss, your lips were on mine, all I could taste from them was strawberry chapstick. Our lips touched softly first, then your tounge swept across my upper lip, my mouth opened on its own, and you took over the kiss, just like you did with my mind, my heart and my soul.

Just like you took over the kiss without me noticing, you took over my life. I was so in love that I never noticed you slipping away from my fingers. But now, I want to tell you that I love you.

I love you, for the best and worst, till my last breathe, until my end. Wish I could tell you that.

I fought with my inner demons, but maybe they were stronger than my love for you. Just so you know, it not entirely you, its me too.

Yours truly,

-Y/N

Tears ricocheted on the parchment, Lily was more than ever broken now. This is what she caused. Death Eaters were not the ones who killed you, you killed yourself, because of her. A sob wrecked her whole body, was she such a bad person?

She loved you, she did but she knew her family would never approve her relation with you, you weren't some

Questions pondering in her head, Lily didn't noticed when she drifted off to sleep.

The next morning was glum, no one talked in the whole apartment, everyone was getting ready for the funeral. It was going to be a really small one, only family and close friends.

Just like that the funeral was over, everyone was quietly talking to each other. James was talking to Lily when he noticed the jewel on Lily's neck,

"Lily, is it the one Y/N got you?"

Lily slowly nodded, she felt hollow, you were the dead one but Lily felt like a corpse.

James sighed and said,

"At least Y/N died a hero."

The furrow between Lily's brows told him that Marlene didn't actually told her the truth, so he said,

"Death Eaters, Y/N killed them but a killing curse during the end..."

That's when it clicked in Lily's mind, you never gave her the letter, meaning you were still contemplating your decisions but till then the Death Eaters...

Slowly, everyone started to return back and towards the end it was only Lily left. She made her way to the grave and fell to her knees, tears started falling, she cursed herself for not telling you how much she loved you. She cursed herself for not one more time telling you how brave you were.

She put the envelope on the grave and left without any other thought. It killed Lily, that she did that but she couldn't do anything now.

The envelope remained there for years, was it the love behind it or was it something else, it was always there, with two words written on it,

"I'm sorry."

[galacticxcosmos]

𝐖𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞 ❣︎ ᵏᵗʰ

Pairing :- Taehyung X Reader

Genre :- Bestfriends to Lovers AU, Erotic, Angst, Romance and Fluff.

Rating :- 18+ ( M )

Word Count :- 4.4k

Summary :- "Not everyone in this world deserves to be loved. I am one of those little number of unfortunate people" that's what you thought after your terrible breakup which led you to your bestfriend's appartment at midnight to seek comfort until things went way beyond just 'comfort'.

Warnings :- It's CEO Taehyung (but no office romance shit), Broke college student, Dom Taehyung, Sub reader, Some angst that idk how I managed to write, Sexual Tension, Buried feelings, Past feelings, Teasing, Morning Sex, Daddy Kink, Pinning, Oral (M receiving), Unprotected Sex, After care (omg) with fluff (omg).

A/N :- I know that I haven't been very active on Tumblr, but trust me I am trying my best, also I am still working on the next chapter for "Chemicals Collide", so please be a little more patient. Also I got inspiration for this Oneshot from Jungkook's cover, I think you guessed it already, but then I saw I had already written a JK Oneshot, so I gave this to Tae baby. Enjoy~

Not everyone in this world deserves to be loved. I am one of those little number of unfortunate people.

I could feel the numb pain in my stomach, feeling like I am going to throw up, going back and forth between feeling nothing and being unable to stop the tears. All I  could think about was if this is really the end. I picked up my pace, now breaking into a fast jog towards Taehyung's house. Tears we're rapidly streaming down my face, uncontrollable at this point. I sprinted through the apartment complex, my legs moving as quickly as they could to get to him. I wiped my face with my sleeve as I got to his floor, a failed attempt to make myself look slightly okay.

I knew Taehyung would see right past these attempts though, he'll quickly understand that I've been sobbing with one glance in my direction. He knew me too well. After knocking on the door, there was a faint thud before someone cautiously opened the door. Taehyung stood there, slightly disheveled with the smell of alcohol dripping off of him. Right, Saturday means Taehyung gets shit faced every night. Although intoxicated, he quickly realised I wasn't okay. "What happened? Did someone hurt you? Do I need to go and fight someone?" He slurred slightly, stepping outside. I chuckled, placing a hand on his chest and pushing him back into the apartment before he got the both of us locked out.

"How many have you drank?" I asked, going to the kitchen and grabbing a water bottle to give him. My legs were threatening to give out, but he should property drink something besides alcohol before he puts himself in a coma. I walked over to where he sat on the couch, handing him the water bottle before going to pick up bottles. Sure, drinking was absolutely terrible and Taehyung may have developed a problem. I just never comment on it because we all have our own ways of dealing with things, not all of them being good. After cleaning up his expensive ass apartment, I went to sit down with him. He was quietly watching TV, taking interest in some show that showed people getting hurt. He was slowly sipping his water, showing barely any interest in the almost full bottle he held in his hand.

"Tae, I asked, how many have you drank?" I asked again. "I counted like 10 while cleaning up." Taehyung didn't say anything, just shrugging as he propped his feet up on the ottoman. I sighed, following his actions and getting comfortable. It must be nice to have an apartment to yourself and not be stuck in a crammed dorm room with another person. Must be nice to not go to school and struggle everyday. Nice to not have your heart broken on the day of your anniversary. Without noticing, a small sob fell from my lips, catching Taehyung's attention instantly. Worry was written across his face as he peered over to me, one eyebrow raised.

"What happened?" He mumbled, moving to wrap one arm around me. He held me close to him, a mix of his cologne and alcohol filling my nose. "He broke up with me." I mumbled, another sob falling from my lips. I wrapped my arms around Taehyung's toned torso, hugging him like there was no tomorrow. "Isn't it your anniversary? Didn't you text me earlier today about everything?" He asked gently, trying not to make it seem like a big deal. Another sob fell, making him realise that maybe it wasn't a good idea to pull on that string. He sighed, moving so he could easily pull me into his lap. I quickly straddled him in order to bury my face in his neck.

My arms still held onto his torso as he wrapped his arms around me. He must've closed the water bottle and tossed it aside sometime earlier, deciding it was more important to comfort me. So, how the hell did a broke college student become best friends with one of the youngest CEOs in Seoul? It honestly still amazes me that we're even still friends, that I get the pleasure of being his best friend. He's everything you'd want in a person. Caring, beautiful, fit despite his work schedule, one of most hardworking people you'll ever meet.

We've been friends since we were teens, simple freshmen stuck together for a lab experiment. Thinking back on it, it's sort of funny because the first thing he ever said was I like your shirt. I smiled slightly, thinking back on the fond memories. Taehyung and I are some of the closest of people, and we're always joined at the hip when we aren't busy. I mean, we grew up together, figured out college together, lost our virginity to each other. I chuckled slightly thinking about it. Two teens frustrated and scared to lose it to someone who didn't know us. It just sort of played out one night, safe word established quickly since Taehyung was so worried. Taehyung shuffled slightly under me.

"What are you laughing about, Miss?" He teased, jabbing my sides. He's always loved fucking with me, and knew how to get on my nerves in just a few attempts. I decided to lie, figuring that, if he even remembered that night, he wouldn't want to hear about it. I shrugged, shoving my face into his neck further. "I was thinking about science when we were paired together." I said, my focus going to my shirt that was riding up slightly. Taehyung paid no attention to it, his hands resting on the bare skin of my back.

"Ugh, don't remind me." He laughed before mocking himself. "I like your shirt." I laughed, shaking my head at him. I sat up, my hands placed on his chest. He seemed tired, but sobering up a bit. His hands released my torso, going to wipe the tears off my cheeks. I smiled slightly before climbing off his lap and standing back up. "Finish drinking your water." I said, tossing the bottle over to where he was sitting. I walked into his living room, opening up the fridge and seeing what was there. I shrugged, settling on leftover takeout I'm assuming was from the shop near his work. I tossed it into the microwave before calling out to Taehyung.

"Do you want anything?" I asked, waiting for a response. "You." A small reply came, unsure and small compared to his normal loud ass. I laughed at him before asking the question once more. He simply said nothing, stating he wasn't hungry. He usually isn't when he drinks anyway. I took the takeout out, walking back into the living room. I sat and ate, making sure not to spill anything because I definitely couldn't afford to buy him a new one. This couch is probably my salary, the boy's got money. "Are you okay?" He asked, reaching over to rub my thigh. "Didn't I tell you he was a dick though? You should date better people. Like me."

I laughed at him, playfully swatting his hand away from me. I went back to my food, not paying attention to the hand creeping up towards my thigh once more. He rubbed his hand up my thighs once more, smiling slightly. "Taehyung, you're drunk." I mumbled, shoving food into my mouth once more.

Taehyung moved once more, placing his hand on my arm. Whines immediately came from me, complaining about the food and expensive couch. "Taehyung, I'm going to spill this on your couch and you're going to be mad at me" I threatened. "Fuck it. I can buy a new one." He mumbled, reaching up to smack the food out of my hand. I jerked my arm away, setting the tray down on the coffee table. "No you can't you drunk cunt." I mumbled, jumping over and pulling him down on the couch. I curled up under his arm, my face buried in his chest while I placed my arm on his side. He smiled, looking up at the TV after placing a kiss on my forehead. He held me closer, and continued to hold me until I drifted off to sleep.

∆∆∆

The sound of shuffling woke me up, my eyes barely adjusting to the bright light. Taehyung was shuffling next to me, struggling to get up. I let out a small grunt, moving so he could easily stand up. He apologized before running off to what I assumed was the bathroom. I smashed myself into the corner of the couch, trying to gain back the warmth that just left. Taehyung's chuckles filled the room as he passed by the living room, walking into the kitchen. He was probably going to go grab pain killers and a water. He waltzed back to the couch, plopping down. I let out a small grunt of disapproval.

"Come on, go and do your classes." He said, pulling me by my shirt towards him. He's always used his strength to do whatever, and it gets annoying every now and then. "Would you stop pulling me around like a ragdoll?" I said, rolling over to look at him. He had a smirk on his face, missing his shirt that he was previously wearing. "Go get a shirt on" I said. "No." He said, dropping a water bottle and laying down. I rolled over, cuddling into his warm embrace. His golden skin always give off warmth, and god I loved it. "Shouldn't you have classes to attend?" Taehyung asked, wrapping his arms around me. I rolled my eyes at him, wondering how stupid he has to be to not understand.

"I just got my heart broken yesterday, why would I want to do anything?" I mumbled, "I just want comfort and to rest for awhile." Taehyung nodded, holding me. He mumbled something that I didn't quite catch, but I was too lazy to ask what he said. "Why do you date douchebags? I mean, they don't give you the love you deserve and end up breaking your heart. You should find someone that actually cares about you." He mumbled, tangling his legs with mine. "Why does it matter to you Taehyung?" I asked, looking up at him.

"Because you come to my apartment at like 3 am sobbing usually. And you shouldn't even be out at that time, with someone else or alone for that matter. It's not safe. And you deserve better." He mumbled. "Would you stop worrying about that? I'll be okay." I could barely even finish my sentence when Taehyung crashed his lips onto mine, our lips molding together within seconds. Taehyung pulled away slightly, attaching his lips on to my jaw. My breath hitched, hands moving to grab at his arms.

"Taehyung, I don't think this is a good idea." I mumbled, his movements coming to a stop and his body stiffing. "I just mean we're probably just confused and I just broke up and you're a famous CEO hooking up with a college st-" I knew if I asked, he would immediately stop. It's not that I was afraid of him doing something stupid, I was afraid of the underlying feelings I had for my best friend. The feelings that make me want to cherish and love him just as much as have him fuck my brains out.

"Tell me y/n, do you really think I don't notice?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "Think I don't notice the looks you give me when you think I'm not paying attention? You rubbing together your thighs when you're around me?". "Taehyung I still don't think-", "You don't think this is a good idea because you're afraid. You'll have a real man now, someone that will love and appreciate you as well as please you? Listen, I have no problem with that as long as you return it." He mumbled, moving over to whisper in my ear. "Do you know how much you affect me?"

He licked my ear, sucking slightly causing me to whimper. My eyes were screwed shut, head cocked to side. He climbed around so he could be on top, grinding our hips together slightly. His bulge rubbed against my thigh, rock hard. "Taehyung-", "Waste it on me y/n. Your love, please just this once. You waste it on everyone else, so why not me? Why not your best friend that's in love? Please, it's not going to hurt if it's just once." He mumbled, locking eyes with me. "Taehyung-", "Daddy." He corrected, is he serious right now?? He wants me to fill in his kinks now??

"Taehy-", "Did you not hear me babygirl?" He said, staring down at me. I gripped his torso, wondering how the hell I got myself into this situation. How I ended up here, with him. "Daddy, please." I said, coming out more whiny than I expected. He smirked slightly, a look of confidence flushing over his face. "What babygirl? Tell me so I can please you." He said, moving so his face was a mere millimeters away. "Kiss me."

He did, quickly getting rid of the space in between us. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me. My hands tangled in his hair, pulling slightly. His hips slightly rolled into mine, pulling a moan from the both of us. Taehyung's hands slipped down, running up and down my sides, stopping to squeeze slightly. His hands found their way to my ass, squeezing and rubbing. "Daddy~" I whined, rolling my hips up into his. He let out a small groan, moving to place hot, open mouthed kisses all along my neck. He stopped to suck a small bruise here and there, making sure to leave his mark.

His hands slipped into my shirt, squeezing my sides. I giggled slightly, jerking away from the ticklish action. Taehyung smiled up at me before slipping my shirt up and eventually over my head. My arms instinctively went to cover my skin, Taehyung clicking his tongue slightly. "Come on babe, don't make me tie you up." He mocked, smirking at me. My eyes widened slightly, taking Taehyung back for a moment. "God, I don't remember a freak in highschool.", "Oh my God. Please don't." I said, staring at him. He's referring to losing our virginity to each other, embarrassing.

"So shy and innocent-", "I don't remember such a cocky shit in the bedroom either? You think you've gotten better?" I challenged. "I know I've gotten better." He answered. He's so full of himself. "Whoever cums first, loses." I challenged, staring up at him. He looked taken back. I smiled, sitting up in order to push him back on the couch. I straddled him, sitting on his hips as I took my bra off and tossed it somewhere across the room. Taehyung's hands flew up, squeezing and pinching what he could manage. I let out a small whine when he took a sensitive bud in between his fingers, twisting it roughly. My hips involuntary rolled, Taehyung's hips jerking up. I moved, going to pull on his shorts. The more I pulled down, I realized he wasn't wearing any underwear.

"This was your plan all morning?" I questioned. "Nope, just when I seen you over here looking like a fresh baked snack." He said, making me laugh at how stupid he was. I rolled my eyes, kissing his hips slightly. Once his shorts were off, he wasted no time kicking them halfway across the room. I giggled slightly, laying down on the couch so I was level with his cock. Taehyung threw his head back, his breathing becoming uneven. I licked a long stripe from bottom to top, stopping at the top to flick my tongue along his tip. I slowly wrapped my lips around his tip, sinking down slightly before coming back up. I took inch by inch until he hit the back of my throat, sinking down a bit more before coming up. A low moan fell from Taehyung as I swallowed around him, his hips involuntary bucked up into my mouth.

I fought off my gag reflex, hallowing my cheeks around him. I let him face fuck me, his hands roughly controlling my head to please himself. A loud whine fell from him, grabbing my hair and pulling my head up an off. He wrapped his fingers around his base, squeezing. Once he calmed down, he looked up at me. "Okay Miss, your turn." He said before basically pouncing on me. Our lips connected in a rush, molding together as his hands slipped into my jeans. He popped open the buttons with ease, sliding my jeans down my legs. His warms hands squeezed my thighs, coming up to link his fingers with my lace panties.

He pulled away from the kiss, locking eyes with me quickly before sinking down. He gently pulled off the lace, tossing it aside. After a bit, he nipped at my thigh, sucking a bruise. He continued nipping at my thighs, making me get more and more impatient. "Daddy! Please!" I whined, my hips bucking up. He moved, licking a long stripe. I whined as me began sucking on my clit, flicking his tongue every now and then. My hands were buried in his hair, resisting the urge to crush his head with my thighs.

I felt Taehyung's smirk, wrapping his arms around my thighs and pinning me down. I bucked my hips into his mouth, a low moan falling from my lips. "Taehyung, slow down." I whined, my legs shaking in his arms. He did, slowing down his tongue flicks. He let go one of my legs, moving his finger to me gently. Slowly, he pushed his finger in knuckle deep. I couldn't fight the loud moan that fell from me.

"God I fucking love your thighs." He mumbled, drawing circles where one of his arms was still wrapped around me. "So thick and full, so much better than the sticks that throw themselves at me." A small laugh came from me, shaking my head at him. "I'm sure you've had plenty of those sticks in here." He shook his head, drawing his finger out slowly before pushing it back in. I grabbed his wrist, positioning it a bit differently and told him to curl his fingers next time. He followed, hitting exactly where I needed him to. My whole body jerked, making him smile up at me.

"Fuck I've missed you." Taehyung groaned, talking to himself more than anything. I wasn't sure if he meant me, or my heat. I decided not to ask, not wanting to get hurt over something so stupid. His fingers picked up their pace, hitting exactly where I told him. Moans fell from my lips, my head thrown back as I held onto his head. Slowly, I felt an orgasm coming upon me. "Taehyung!" I whined, grabbing his arm and jerking him away. He could easily continue, overpower me completely with just one hand. But Taehyung isn't like that. He became instantly worried."Are you okay? Did I hurt you? Do you want to stop?" He asked, panic striking him from all sides.

I laughed, sitting up. I pulled him to me, kissing him as deeply as I could. "No, you're okay. Just, a bit overwhelming." I smiled. He nodded, sitting up. "Is it okay if I continue, I need to stretch you out. I'd hate to hurt you." He said, slightly hesitant with each word he spoke. "Of course. And what happened to the man that was just so cocky seconds ago?" I asked, teasing him. He scoffed, continuing. He started with one finger, slowly adding a second and beginning a scissoring motion.

Small moans fell from me, gripping his arm where I was able to. Looking down, Taehyung still wore his arrogant smile. After he deemed me stretched and ready enough, he sat up and in between my thighs. He looked around for a few seconds, for what I'm assuming is for a condom or something like that. "No condom." I mumbled, making his attention snap back over to me. His cheeks were slightly flushed and eyes full of concern and slight worry. "I'm on the pill." I reassured. "Yeah, but that's not a 100% you won't get pregnant." Taehyung mumbled, still worried. I laughed, shaking my head at him.

"It's pretty damn close, but if you're really that scared go find one. I'll be here waiting for you." I teased, watching his eyes narrow at me slightly. I giggled as he pounced on top of me, pinning my arms above my head with ease. A small smirk grew on my face as I nibbled slightly on his earlobe. "Daddy, please fuck me." Taehyung couldn't resist anymore, positioning himself before easily sliding in. He let out a loud grunt as he bottomed out, his head falling into my neck. "Fuck, when's the last time you've had sex?"

"What? What do you mean?" I asked, slightly panicking at his question. Taehyung slowly pushed himself up, sitting back on his legs with my thighs in his palms. I propped myself up on my elbows, watching as he slowly slid out before slamming back into me. I jolt of pleasure shot throughout my body. "You haven't been fucked in awhile, no? You're so tight." Taehyung said, placing on of my legs over his shoulder to give him better access. I let out a loud moan as he picked up his pace, gaining a steady and rather quick rhythm. Taehyung was letting out small grunts, his face becoming sweaty and his bangs sticking to his forehead.

"Ah, Taehyung" I whined, grabbing onto his arm as he pounded into me. He scoffed, leaning forward to nail my g-spot. He was folding me in half, basically. "I'll let that one slip, babygirl. But next time you're getting punished." He growled, crashing his lips onto mine while still maintaining his thrusts. As the kiss became rougher, so did his thrusts. The sound of skin hitting skin soon filled the room accompanied by moans. Taehyung's grip was harsh, holding onto my waist and thighs like it was the only thing keeping him alive. I could barely see straight anymore, pleasure washing over me. I smiled, remembering something Taehyung was absolutely weak for. I reached up, taking one of his sensitive buds in between my fingers and flicking it roughly.

He let out a throaty groan, head falling forward slightly. He was focusing on his thrusts, speeding up and slamming harder than before. Profanities spilt from the both of us, gripping onto whatever we could to keep us in place. "Fuck, I'm going to cum." Taehyung moaned, making me smirk up at him. I mumbled a small, then I win. His head shot up, completely forgetting about the dumb bet set long ago. His fingers went straight to my clit, roughly stimulating me. I yelped, holding onto his wrist for dear life while clamping down around him.

His thrusts we're sloppy and more desperate than before, quickly reaching his high. With a few lasts thrusts and moans, he came deep inside of me. As soon as he came, the stimulation caught up and sent me flying over. Bolts of pleasure shot throughout me, my toes curling and head thrown back into the sofa. I ripped Taehyung's fingers away from me, becoming too sensitive. He smirked, sliding his fingers into my mouth. I licked them, rolling my tongue in between. He watched, shaking his head.

My body was shaking, something Taehyung was quick to notice. He laid his body weight on top of me, kissing me with the most passion he ever has. The shaking came to an eventual stop, both of us relaxing for a few seconds. "Well, I guess we both lost." I mumbled, not really knowing how to not make this awkward. Taehyung laughed, shaking his head violently.

"Let's not do that weird thing where you think I'm going to suddenly leave you." He smiled, running his hands up and down my thighs. "I'll go run us a bath." He got up, jogging into the bathroom. I heard water turn on followed by a few drawers opening. After a few moments, he came back and scooped me up into his arms bridle style, making me laugh. Taehyung sat down first, then helping me sit down in between his legs. I let out a small hum, leaning against his torso and relaxing. "You know Taehyung, this is really nice." I smiled, letting him trace little patterns onto my shoulders and chest.

He smiled, kissing my shoulder gently. "Your girlfriend is going to be so lucky, she just doesn't know it yet.", "Well um, I was actually hoping you'd be my girlfriend. And I mean like, official official like dating and going out and doing things together." He laughed, "Not just hook-ups at 3 am.", "Are you serious? You're messing with me?" I calmly said, acting as if I didn't care but the frantic beating in my chest told another story. "Yeah, I've loved you since like high school." Taehyung said, becoming cheesy and acting offended when I made fun of him for it.

"I'd love to be with you Taehyung. I just think it's weird that the youngest CEO in the world is dating a broke college student." I said. "And don't get me wrong, I'm not dating you just because you're a CEO. I actually do love and care about you a lot. I always have cared about you in a more than friends way.", "Stop referring to yourself as a broke college student. You're my best friend since high school, my first ever love and my love now." He said, a dumb smile plastered across his face. I laughed, making fun of him again.

"I'm glad Taehyung. I love you too." I smiled, looking back and pecking his lips. He wore the brightest smile, kissing my shoulders while wrapping his arms around me and holding me close. I smiled, "Jesus Christ I'm happy that dick broke up with me." Taehyung laughed in response, "Get broken up by a dick and then dicked down after. You fucking slut.", I laughed, turning around to punch him in the shoulder. "Says the one that was willing to fuck me right there, on the spot." I said, mocking him. "Hey, you never told me to stop. And if you did you know I would've." He said, beginning to ramble and get cheesy again. "Okay, relax. You just fucked me, don't get all phycological about it." You playfully rolled your eyes.

"You know what?? I am glad that this time you wasted it on me" he lovingly kissed your cheek.

The End.

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[rons-hermiones]

Come Find Me

Come Find Me

by rons-hermiones

Summary: Unplanned, Hermione is forced to spend Christmas at the Burrow due to her grandmother falling very ill. After being ignored by Hermione for weeks, Ron is determined to show her how much she means to him. Just before he gets the chance to tell her, Bellatrix Lestrange shows up with other plans for Hermione. Can Ron get to her before it's too late? (Ron/Hermione Half-Blood Prince AU)

Rating: M for language & dark themes in later chapters.

Chapter Thirty Four

Greyback’s nails sliced their way across Hermione’s throat as she yelled Ron’s name in anguish. 

“Mr. Weasley.” Someone hissed. 

Ron ignored the voice and leapt to catch Hermione’s crumbling body. 

“Weasley! Get up!”

“No Hermione please don’t.” He whimpered, too distracted by her lifeless body to notice anything else.

“Wake up!”

At the booming voice Ron sprung up. Panting from the aftershocks of his dream. And he must still be dreary because he swears McGonagall is leaning over his four poster bed in her dressing gown. 

“Ron, come on.” Harry whispered from his other side. 

His best mate's voice grounded him as he soon realized he was fully awake and that his professor was truly in his dormitory. 

And you’d think he’d ask why they were here, what’s going on. But he doesn’t need to. 

He already knows. 

“Hermione.” He practically moans as he throws back the covers. 

At the word, Harry and McGonagall also jump back into action, heading for the door. The older woman is halfway out before Ron stops them. 

“Wait.” He calls, making the pair turn, “Neville. He should come too.” The ginger says in a strangled voice. 

After a moment McGonagall agrees, “Mr. Potter.” She nods to Longbottom’s bed.

Harry complies, shaking a confused Neville awake. Like Ron, he seems to know what it’s about and is instantly on his feet. 

“Let’s go.” She whispers to the trio. 

Worlessly they all scamper down the stairs with a haste like no other. By the time they crawl out of the portrait hole Ron can’t find it within himself to remain silent any longer. 

“What’s going on?” He hisses to the professor. 

“There’s no time.” She calls from in front of him as her dressing gown billows behind her. 

The ginger grunts in frustration and wills himself to catch up to McGonagall. “Wait, please, just tell me, is she-is she alive?” He stutters out. 

At the cracking of his voice the old woman feels her chest tighten and stops. “Yes Mr. Weasley, she is.” Is all she can manage before running off again. 

At her words Ron feels a weight he didn’t know was pressing down on him release itself. Harry looks to Ron like he’s expecting him to say something, but instead, he just follows behind McGonagall again. 

Soon enough they reach her office. The three boys stand silently as she retrieves what seems to be a bowl of floo powder. 

“Here you are.” She says passing it into Harry’s awaiting hands. “St.Mungo’s. This will take you right to the Spells Damage entrance.” The professor said whilst nudging Harry into her fireplace. 

The dark haired boy fisted a handful of powder as he got ready to throw it down. Until Ron stopped him. 

“Wait!” He yelled, making Harry pause as all eyes found him. 

“There is no time to waste Mr. Weasley.” McGonagall scolded 

“They found her didn’t they?” The hope in his voice was like nothing else. 

She sighed in defeat and nodded, “yes, they did. I heard your brothers found her.” 

A small swell of pride bubbled up deep within Ron. He knew The Order was raiding the Manor tonight, but the fact that Bill and Charlie played such a hand in getting Hermione home safely means the world. 

“And she’s alright?” He asks next, voice shaking over every word. 

McGonagall’s lips pulled into a tight line, “She’s in St.Mungo’s.” 

“But she’s alright?” He presses. 

“Look Weasley, I know just as much as you do. If you’d like that question answered I suggest you do as I say and Floo over there now, yes?” She said a little testily. 

Repressing the urge to roll his eyes, Ron simply nodded to Harry as he did as she instructed. As the green flames engulfed his best mate, he nodded Neville to go next. 

“You need to tell Ginny.” It wasn’t up for debate. 

She nodded, “I figured you’d rather not wait for me to retrieve your sister and head over there yourself. I Plan on retrieving Miss Weasley once you’re on your way.” 

“Right.” He whispers, stepping into the fireplace and gripping the powder.

Just as he opened his mouth to be whisked away, McGonagall spoke again, “You take care of her.” Never in all his years has he heard this woman sound so choked up. 

Ron looks her in the eyes and nods with so much confidence that no one would dare question him. 

“Always.” He assured before being engulfed by green.

After his body felt thoroughly squeezed and pushed, he finally felt his feet land firmly on solid ground. Ron stumbled a little before his gaze finally fell on an equally anxious looking Neville and Harry. 

“Come on, this way.” Harry says, gripping Ron’s shoulder to tug him along, hoping it’ll help ground him to reality. To assure this was actually happening. 

However, Harry’s touch offered little assurance. Ron was terrified that this time was like so many others. The minute he laid his eyes on Hermione, the world would transform into a nightmare. Bellatrix cursing her, Greyback clawing at her. And Ron, he could never save her. 

Shaking a little at the horrible thoughts, he shook his head and willed himself forward. Soon enough mops of red hair entered his vision as Bill’s eyes snapped to his. 

Maybe this was real. 

“Ronnie.” His eldest brother breathed out before engulfing him in an embrace.

Finally, he allowed tears to stream his face, “Thank you Bill. Thank you.” He cried into his shoulder. 

After a few moments Bill pulled away, shaking his head. “Don’t thank me. I didn’t do anything.” 

Ron’s brows scrunched in confusion as he noticed Charlie joining them. 

“What do you mean? McGongall, she said my brothers saved her.”

“It wasn’t us Ronnie.” Charlie spoke. 

This did nothing but further his bewilderment, “What? But you were-“

“It was the twins.” Bill cut off. 

His mind was spinning. That can’t be right. The twins were all the way in Diagon Alley. 

The sickening feeling that this may be another dream was slowly creeping over him. 

“The-the twins?” Ron stuttered in disbelief. 

Charlie nodded in confirmation as Bill continued to speak, “When the raid started, they all started disapparating. We didn't even have anyone to take in.” 

“But it didn’t matter,” Charlie cut off, “That wasn’t what we were there for.” He reminded. 

“Right.” Bill nodded, “Anyway, after they left, we searched the whole place, The dungeons, the bedroom, and Ronnie, you were right.” 

“Huh?” He mumbled. 

“About Draco. I was the one who raided his room, it really was their house.” 

While this was something they all knew, the direct confirmation made Ron squirm. Malfoy was a foul git, but the fact he could be involved in something so gruesome, his own classmate. It made Ron see red. 

He knew that now wasn’t the moment to focus on that, not when his mind was racing a mile a minute. “How did she get to Diagon Alley then?” He whispered. 

Charlie began to speak, “We don’t know, we haven’t-”

“Ronnie.” He heard George breathe from behind him. 

Whirling around he met the twins' eyes, which were rimmed red and bloodshot. Before he could even question it, the pair was engulfing him in a hug. And Merlin, he doesn’t think he’s ever hugged them, either of them. 

“You found her?” Ron asked through tears into Fred’s shoulder. 

He felt one of them nod, “yeah.” 

At this, the three broke apart. The youngest wiped at his eyes with his hand, trying to pull himself together as he searched for answers 

They seemed to know what he needed to hear, “We were just walking home, Fred, he found her in an Alley.” George began.

“But how did-” 

“Ronnie, we think she apparated.” Fred told him quietly. 

“A-apparted?” He stuttered. 

George nodded, “Dad went to the Ministry to check the records. Look, we found her with a wand, there was no one around. There can’t be another explanation.” 

“A wand? Whose?” His voice rose, demanding the truth. 

However, the twins remained calm, “We don’t know.” Fred answered, “Dad went to look into that too, about an hour ago. Told us to wait.” He informed. 

Ron eased a little, there was no one he would trust more with this than his father. But the sense of calm was short lived as another thought crawled its way into the forefront of his mind. 

“And you saw her?” The words caught in his throat, “She’s real?” More tears streamed his cheeks. 

And after a moment. One that felt like it lasted hours, days, even. The paid nodded. 

“She’s real.” They confirmed. 

At those two words, everything he was trying to hold in poured out. Ron nearly collapsed in sobs before Fred caught him. 

“She’s home now Ronnie. She’s home.” His brother whispers gently into his ear. The soft words calmed him. 

Once he calmed a little he spoke, “She’s really back?” He had to be sure. 

“Yeah Ronnie, she is.” Fred promised, his green eyes piercing into his brother's blue ones. 

“Thank you.” He chokes out, then averts his gaze to George, “thank you both so much. I can never-“ 

“Hey,” George begins, “we didn’t just do it for you. Hermione’s as good a sister to us as Ginny is. She’s family. We’d do anything for her.” He tells him. 

Ron opens his mouth to respond, though unsure what to say. The statement held so much weight, yet somehow made him feel light at the same time. His emotions were running rampant. 

However, an unfamiliar voice cut them off before they could go any further, “Are you the party here for the young woman brought in earlier?” An old man asked in Healer’s attire.

Ron rounded to face him, nodding fiercely. 

The man didn’t look convinced, “you’re her family?” He questioned reluctantly. 

“Yes.” Ron answered harshly. 

The short old man still wasn’t convinced. The teen was ready to explode at the evident doubt until a soft hand gently squeezed his shoulder. 

“Yes we’re her family.” His mother’s kind voice assured. 

At this, the man finally relented and nodded to Molly. Ron turned gratefully to his mother who offered him a small smile through her misty eyes. 

“Being youre her family,” he said the word awkwardly, “I’m here to give you an update about Miss-“ 

“Granger. Hermione Granger.” Harry spoke up. 

For a minute the healer's eyes went wide, seeming to have noticed the Harry Potter in the flesh. And if Molly’s assurances weren’t enough, he wouldn’t dare question the Boy-Who-Lived. 

“Well I am Miss Granger’s healer, Pike Jamison, and I’m afraid I don’t come bearing the best of news.” 

Everyone went stalk still at his words. Healer Jamison took note and suddenly felt guilty. 

“We’ve stabilized her.” He cleared up quickly, making them all slump in the tiniest bit of relief. 

“But?” Charlie asked, knowing it was coming. 

“But,” he began sadly, “Miss Granger, she shouldn’t even be alive, we don’t know how-“

“Then why?” Ginny asked suddenly. 

And while Ron didn’t exactly like the question he was wondering the same. 

Jamison shrugged, “after the first war, research on unforgivable curses slowed considerably. Even today we have trouble understanding their true extent. I do know this though, the residual dark magic in her system is unlike anything I’ve ever seen before. I’ve seen a fraction of that kind of magic killing even the most capable witches and wizards instantly.” 

“I still- I don’t understand.” Molly admits, voice riddled with sadness. 

“I’m afraid I don’t either. Once Miss Granger awakes, I’m hopeful of getting more information on her condition and how to tackle her treatments. Until that time things are rather...complicated.” He settled for. 

“Complicated?” Bill repeated. 

“As I said, the residual dark magic in her body is like nothing I’ve ever seen. The concern right now is that even the slightest bit of magic may send her over the edge. Sometimes if there’s enough dark magic in one's system it can consume any amount of magic and turn it dark. The cruciatus for example, attacks the nervous system at such a rate that the body can’t keep up to regenerate. She can’t afford to fight off anything else at the moment.” 

“So no magic? You can’t heal her?” Ron questioned bitterly. It wasn’t fair. Nothing was fair anymore. 

Jamison shook his head, “I’m afraid for now no magic, healing or otherwise, can be used on Miss Granger. I’m worried so much as a drop of dittany may be a risk at this time.” 

“Dittany?” George questioned. 

“It has magical properties. That’s what sews the skin together.” Bill answered for the healer. 

He nodded, “right you are young man. Until then, we’ve taken a more, uh, Muggle route to healing her. Myself, as well as my team, are trained in non-magical healing as well as magical healing of course. Miss Granger is very weak, malnourished, she has multiple fractures, some internal bleeding, cuts, bruises, you name it. And her mind-“ he sighed sadly, “we won’t know more until she wakes. Her scans show small trace amounts of cruciatus in her brain, but it isn’t enough to do any long lasting damage.” 

“That’s good though, isn’t it?” Fred asked when no one spoke. 

“It’s hard to say son, the magic, it moves through the body, it could’ve already attacked her mind and moved on. We just won’t know until she wakes. I’m sorry.” And at least he sounds sincere. 

Everyone seems to nod in acknowledgment at his words, but that doesn’t make it okay. 

After, everyone stands silent, unsure where to go from here. 

“Can I see her?” He asked so abruptly it made everyone stare at him. He squirmed under their gazes, “I just- I need to see her, please.” He almost whined. 

The healer shook the look of confusion and soon nodded, “Of course, right this way.” 

The door was nearby as the old man opened it and waved his hand for Ron to head in. 

As he walked into the white, sterile room, he felt his stomach sink. The feeling only grew as his eyes fell on the bed. 

There, laying in it was Hermione. She was real. 

But, he couldn’t will himself to focus on the prospect. Not when she looked so pale, sickly, and lifeless. 

Now he’s sure this is one of his nightmares.

[just-a-8th-dreamer]

Mine | Yves

Request :  “ can i request a Yves scenario of both her and reader s/o being so busy that they rarely see each other so they were worried about their relationship but they talked it out and they start making and spending time with each other? angst but then fluffy, thank you!”

Happy 23rd birthday to Miss Ha Sooyoung! 🌺

I tried to write something good but I think I lost myself 😂 Anyway, I hope you’ll enjoy reading It✨

You and Yves were together for a while now. You had met her during her vacations after Buttefly comeback when she came back in Busan to rest and see her family. You were here to discover the city with your friends and one night, you were on the beach to watch wonderful fireworks because of a festival and It turned out the fireworks exploded in your chest rather than in the sky when you saw the beautiful raven haired girl. She had her eyes shining and the softest smile you’ve ever seen. You were taken aback by her natural beauty and her nice figures. You almost dropped your jaw when she came to you with a bubble tea this night, offering you the drink and talked to you about the sea’s freedom like If you have always known her. She was so caring for a girl she didn’t even know that you were speechless. Plus, because of her physical appearance, you thought she was one of those mean girl you couldn’t stand. But she wasn’t. Because Yves is one of the biggest cream puff in the world. When you asked her name, she answered “Sooyoung” without hesitation and you told yours before tasting the bubble tea she bought you.

“Do you know a group called Loona ?” she had asked during your conversation because you had said you liked the festival’s concert. 

You had started thinking, shaking your head but suddenly putting your hand on her arm with a bright face, like if you had had a revelation.

“This is the group where there is this cute girl who always smile ?” you smiled, almost screaming because you were happy to remember something your friends had shown you. “I know her name.. Oh come on, It sounds like something cute” 

Sooyoung was smiling playfully as you were struggling with your memory and she couldn’t take her eyes of your innocent face in front of her. 

“Come on, I can’t remember her name” you said. “Plus, my friends told me she is always with a tall girl with a name related to the Garden of Eden”

“How does she look ?” she had teased without making it obvious. “I can help you maybe” 

You had shook your head, wanting to find by yourself and took your cellphone.

“I saw her just once on a video and I think she is the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen” you had confessed, laughing a little, searching on your phone. “Well untill now” you had whispered right after.

“So I have a rival” she had tilted her head on the side.

You had blushed in front of her words but had kept your eyes on the screen to hide the fact you enjoyed flirting with her. 

“I found her ! Her name’s Chuu” you smiled with a victorious face. “And the other one is...

Your voice turned off as your eyes were attentively looking to Sooyoung’s face and you felt like the most stupid girl in the world. 

“Yves ?” she had finished your sentence with a grin.

Your jaw had almost dropped as she was containing her amusement and you had bitten your lower lip, feeling totally dumbfounded.

“Well now that I know you find me attractive too, would you mind If I ask for your phone number ?” she had asked with an intense gaze on you. 

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If at first you didn’t know she was an idol, you knew it at this moment. You were sitting on the couch, watching absentmindedly a movie, waiting for your girlfriend to come back home. Since she prepared for Loona’s comeback, she had been really busy, practicing a lot, and on your side you had been focusing on your job. But each time you came in your flat, you were missing every part of her. You were missing her sweet smile when she was listening to you. You were missing her intense gaze when she was looking at you. You missed cooking with her, hugging her behind her back while she was pilling some sweet potatoe from her parent’s farm. You missed her touch, how badly you missed feeling her hands on you or resting your head on her chest. You were missing her jokes, even the bad ones. Because, behind her divine beauty, she was one of the funniest girl you knew. You couldn’t live without her and her absence was destroying your heart everytime you were alone. 

You jumped when you heard the door of your appartment being closed and when your eyes met Sooyoung’s ones, you couldn’t believe she was real. You felt she was even more beautiful than the last time you really saw her. It has been few months she had cut her hair but you couldn’t get used to it. Her shorter hair were giving her a different style and It fit her so well that your eyes were grafted on her. She smiled at you and you couldn’t deny that your heart raced immediatly. She had such power on you, It made you feel so vulnerable when It came to her. She was your strength ans your weakness at the same time, and you were the same for her. 

“Finally” you let out with a half angry, half sad tone.

“I practiced all day, i’m sweating baby” she answered, kissing your forehead. “I’m going to take a shower and then I’ll be all yours”

Your heart melt because of her words but you couldn’t forget your anger because of her absence. She couldn’t take some time for you ? At least maybe few hours ? Even your best friend, Siyeon (who you met thanks to your girlfriend), had tried to see you in her free time even If her group had been busy too. Couldn’t Sooyoung do the same ? 

You shook your head and went to the kitchen, drinking a cup of tea, drowning into your own thoughts. Your girlfriend came back few moments later with her favorite volley-ball shorts and high white socks, her abs uncovered by her shirt. You frowned. Do you want to apologize for something Sooyoung ? you thought. She came closer to you and pulled you against her without a word, holding you tight in a meaningful hug, her wet hair making your shive. But you were cold. Too cold for the warm flame she was. She pulled away, looking at you with her intense gaze, her chocolate eyes in your irises.

“Talk to me” she only said with her legendary relaxed tone, caressing your forearm with her delicate and long fingers.

“Your mother called me about a thousand times” you let out after a long silence because your anger were too strong to keep it inside. “She was worried because you didn’t answer to your phone the last past weeks”

Sooyoung felt surprised but she crossed her arms in front of your words.

“She knows I have to work hard. Plus, she calls you everytime just to talk with you and you perfeclty know that” she answered. “Now, can my girlfriend tell me what’s the true reason of her coldness ?”

She knew you too well and the fact that she could read into you like an open book were satisfying but annoying at the same time. You pinched your lips and you felt your eyes darken.

“I know you are busy with the comeback but I couldn’t see you properly for the last months” you declared, harshly. “Couldn’t you take a little time for your girlfriend just once in a week ?”

Sooyoung was taken aback by your violent tone but your words didn’t surprise her because she felt the same. If she had a true calm temper, when her emotions were controling her, she couldn’t stay still and the fire that was animated you took her too.

“Where were you at night when I came back home just to sleep with you in my arms ?” she replied, her face turning into a stone wall. “You were working late when I was working early. I had to wake up and go when you were taking a shower before going to bed. I am not the only one who focused on my work”

When she was like that, you couldn’t really win the arguement. When she turned into the Chinese wall, you couldn’t really fight her because she was always fair and she would stay strong like a pillar in front of everything. You shook your head and started to go away from her but she suddenly grabbed your wrist.

“How can you be like this ?” you almost screamed. “We barely see eachother ! Even when you cut your hair, I discovered it a week later. Do you think this is a couple’s life ?”

“I didn’t tell you because I wanted It to be a surprise for you. And you’re not the only one who felt alone, Y/n. I was here when you were at work and I started to think that you’d like to spend time with you collegues rather than me” she told you. “I even wondered If you had met someone else once”

You widened your eyes, feeling charged unfairly by your gilfriend and you couldn’t answer something without sarcasm in your voice. 

“Are you saying that I am the one who drove us here ?”

“You knew when you started to date with me that my life was different, that I have to work a lot, sometimes don’t sleep for few days and often travel to shoot music videos” she declared, her eyes in yours, a serious expression on her face. “I told you from the start”

You clenched your teeth and quickly pulled away from her, your anger burning your veins. Her words were like arrows for your heart and you were shoked by her words. Did she mean that you had to stay quiet because she warned you from the beginning of you relationship ? Your girlfriend was impressive, her presence filling every room, especially during an arguement but It seemed she had forgot something.

“Do you want to know something ? I started to date Ha Sooyoung”, you finally said and she widened her eyes. “I fell in love with Sooyoung before knowing Yves. I fell for her because she was all that I want in a girl. She is funny, she is smart, she is caring and she is a little bit shy when the attention is on her. Plus she has an unreal beauty without any makeup. Sometimes I wonder If she has been created in Heaven. But Yves.., well Yves is different.”

She stayed quiet, her expression slowly changing. She tilted her head, letting her arms falling on her sides, already knowing she will be powerless in front of the huge wave that was coming. 

“Yves is confident, about everything. She has a powerful sexy attitude. She knows how to catch people’s attention and keep it on her. She has a very dominant side, making people want to worship her” you continued, clenching your fists. “But she is different from Sooyoung” 

Her heart started to race when she started to believe that you didn’t want to be with her anymore because she had changed or something and she instantly felt anxious, her stone walls falling. She loved you with all her heart, with all the love she could give to someone. She was always talking about you to Chuu, saying that she was the luckiest girl on earth to have a girlfriend like you. She was always annonying Hyejoo, asking her about the new outfit she wanted to buy because she wanted to be perfect for you. She was always spending a lot of time shopping when they were abroad to find you some souvenirs, making her managers worry. You were a part of her and she couldn’t stand the idea of loosing you. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something to show you she was still the same but when she saw tears pearling at your eyes, she changed her mind and listened carefully to the voice she loved the most in the world.

“Sooyoung and Yves are different” you declared, holding back your emotions. “But both are mine”.

Sooyoung’s heart almost exploded in her chest when she heard your words and saw a particular sparkle in your eyes. She then understood. You weren’t fighting, you were opening to her.

“They are mine and you’re a fool to think that I like to share what belongs to me” you let out, feeling finally confident to tell her how you felt. “I miss you everytime you’re gone and I can’t stand your absence anymore. Falling asleep or waking up without your arms around me breaks my heart”

A single tear fell on your cheek while Sooyoung was holding back hers. She shook her head, growling a little because you both starting to fight because of your love for each other and she pulled you in a warm hug that only her can give to you. 

“I am sorry I’ve made you feel abandonned” she only whispered and you felt like It meant everything. “I’m going to take care of my babygirl”

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You were walking on the sand, blessed by the sunset and especially by the hand of your girlfriend in yours. After her group’s comeback, Sooyoung had organized a surprise for you and brought you in Busan for vacations. It was your first day and you had spent the entire day with Sooyoung’s parents, happy to have some family dinner with them and to see their smile because they were missing Sooyoung too. When the evening had came, Sooyoung being Sooyoung, she had took you out of the house and brought you to the beach were both of you met and couldn’t deny that your heart melt you realized it.

While the fresh sea reached your feet, giving you a pleasant sensation because of the contrast with the burning sun rays, you couldn’t take your eyes away from the wonderful landscape, your mind full of happiness and relief.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it” Sooyoung said, her eyes on you. “Almost as beautiful as the red fireworks that helped me to see your face the day we met”

She was obvisously flirting, even If you were already together for a long time now. You blushed a little, still not used to her deep voice when she was talking about you and you finally hit her in the shoulder to hide your cheeks. She laughed and went forward, dancing a little on the sand. The sunlight were revealing even more her beauty and you couldn’t help but fall in love for her again. You met her dark irises and her broad smile and you instantly felt your heart flutter. She was enjoying spending time with you more than anything and seeing her like this, free and blissful, made you feel pleased. 

“Come here babygirl” she shout with joy when she came back to you.

Suddenly, she reached for you and lifted you to walk with you on her back, your legs around her waist, both of you laughing. Sooyoung... She was always like this, always playful and always searching to make you smile with her personnality. As If she wasn’t aware of her beauty. The thing is, since the day you started to date her, you always told you that the true beauty was inside her, in her heart. And even If she looked like a goddess, you fell for her divine and good heart. You rested your chin on her shoulder, smiling against her skin and she felt it, quickly pecking your cheek. You shook your head and bit her neck playfully, making her shiver. 

“If you start like this...”she said with a deep voice, stopping her race on the sand to look at you above her shoulder with a grin. 

“Don’t even think about it” you answered and she laughed.

“Too bad, we could have enjoyed the warmth of the sun better” she teased and you hit her shoulder with your fist again. 

You shook your head, sighing but still amused.

“Would you do something for me babygirl ?” she asked with an adorable tone and you couldn’t resist to accept. “Close your eyes”

There was a thing about Sooyoung : never trust her when she was in a playful mood. The second you closed your eyes, you felt her muscled legs starting to move really fast and you suddenly felt something cold on your clothes before being thrown entirely in the water while Sooyoung was diving. When you came back to the surface, Sooyoung was already looking at you with a smile and laughed at your widened eyes.

“I should have never give you my phone number” you pretented to be mad while she was pulling you closer to her, your legs around her waist.

“Do you mean it ?” she raised an eyebrow before biting your lower lip, a meaningful sparkle in her eyes.

“I think I meant that It was the best decision I’ve ever made” you grinned at her. “To date Miss Ha Sooyoung” 

“I agree with you” she replied, holding you in her arms in the water, her loving gaze in yours. “I love you more than anything, future Miss Ha Y/n”

“W-What ? Baby-” you stammered, taken off guard but in a good way.

“No talking” she declared, taking your chin in her hand firmly. “Just kiss me now babygirl”

And with that order, she pressed her lips against yours in one of a passionnate kiss only her can give you to show you how she truly felt for you and you could tell you were the luckiest girl in the world to have this goddess in your life.

[pduwd]

Sundays:

Sundays are usually happy days for people. They can be lazy and relax before the week starts. But for Luc and Jens, Sundays are the worst.

Most fridays, Jens takes a train to see his curly and blue eyed charming boy.

He loves spending the whole weekend with his boyfriend, even thougth the broerrrs tease him too much about it.

But he knows they're happy for him. And Robbe always make sure he doesn't feel bad thanks to the teasing.

Some weekends they go out with Lucas' friends, they go to the cinema, to the skate park.

But this weekend it has been raining a lot, so they're staying inside the whole weekend.

They spend some time baking with Lucas' mum. Because she adores Jens and "Luc, I know you missed your lovely boy but you can't have it all for yourself!!"

Saturday night the rain calms down a bit so they go to the garden with a huge blanket and they just cuddle while listening to the soft rain.

But then rain comes back and they need to hurry up. Jens starts teasing Luc because "come on, you're soo romantic. Don't you want a kiss in the middle of the rain?" "But I don't want us to be sick, and my mum would kill us both if we go inside with wet clothes. Sure you don't want to lose the favourite child tittle thanks to that, baby"

So they leave it for another time. Maybe when Luc goes to Antwerp for the next weekend.

After a wonderful weekend, sunday arrives. Lucas woke up early in the morning to make his mum's breakfast. He's been on his own world with Jens so he wants to spend a bit of time with her too. She is going to hang out with her friends for lunch so she kisses her in the forehead leaves, making Luc promise he will give a goodbye hug to Jens for her.

Luc and Jens spend the whole day in bed watching some films and kissing.

They just want to enjoy every minute they can have together. Because Jens will leave today so they need to kiss each other to make up for all the love they couldn't give for the whole week.

Usually Lucas is the one who shows how sad this makes him feel. And Jens tries to make jokes just to see his boy smile again. "Luc, hey...we can do it. Friday will be here so soon you'll see. We can handle it. Could you imagine Robbe and Sander being appart for the whole week? Weak lovebirds, I'm telling you!!" " but they're so cute together!!!" "Yeah, but they make me miss you even more and it's not fair!".

Jens has been so quiet for a bit. They're watching a film but he doesn't seem like he's paying attention. So Lucas lays on him and rest his chin on Jens chest while he looks at him.

He starts making sad faces so Jens tells him what's happening. But Jens doesn't say anything.

He doesn't want to make Lucas feel sad by saying that he's quiet because he can't handle not being together everyday.

Jens wants to be there for his lovely boyfriend everyday. He wants to go to highschool and find him there. Or not having to make plans 6 days before going to each other. He wants to be able to surprise Luc showing up at his house in 5 minutes. But he could never do that. He can't take a train to do that because "what if Luc is not at home? What would he do alone there?".

He just wants to have Lucas nearer but he knows it's not possible yet. And they're both happy living where they live. They have friends and family. Any of them would ask the other to leave that just to live a bit near. They could figure out something in the future.

But he doesn't say anything, he's just lost on his own thoughts.

"Baby, what's wrong?" Lucas says after seing Jens eyes get teary. "Hey, I'm here. You can always talk to me".

He leaves a long and soft kiss on Jens chest, where he feels his heartbeat, to make sure Jens knows he's here for him.

Then he hears a sob out of nowhere, breaking the sound of the rain. Jens couldn't handle it anymore.

But Lucas is there for him. So he just kisses his chest again and then puts himself on Jens side. They sit on Lucas bed and Jens just hides his face on his own sweatshirt. Lucas' heart breaks a little too much seeing him like this.

He runs his fingers through Jens' hair and whispers softly "can you let me see those beautiful eyes of yours? Please Jens, you can't leave me without those cuties". But Jens doesn't move so Lucas needs to try again, he wants to make his boyfriend to feel happy again. "Hey...I'm here. Look at me, please. It's okay, Jens. But please, look at me".

So Jens finally lets his sweatshirt down and Luc can see his tears. " I don't want this. I don't want to miss you for the whole week. I can't Luc, I can't" and his voice breaks.

Lucas put his hands on his cheeks and touch them softly. Then he kisses his tears away and Jens crashes on his arms, putting his head on Lucas' neck.

Lucas won't stop whispering reassuring words while he runs his hands through Jens' back and hair. Eventually Jens falls asleep. After that Lucas calls Robbe.

Hopefully Jens won't have so many classes on monday. Robbe is happy to hear Lucas. He's been trying to call Jens the whole day to tell him that rain caused trouble at highschool and they won't have class until tuesday. Lucas asks Robbe if he can tell Jens' parents that he's staying one they more. He knows Jens' parents love him but he can't stop feeling shy about it.

After talking a bit with Robbe to know how's he doing he focus on Jens. He looked so calm sleeping on his arms...

He looks at his beautiful angel sleeps until he falls asleep too.

Lucas' mum find them sleeping together when she comes back and she doesn't have the heart to wake them up. She'll ask in the morning what happened with Jens' train.

When they wake up, they promise to be open about how they feel. "Jens, I know you do it to protect me from being sad but you can talk about this too. You're allowed to miss me and feel upset, but don't hide it from me. I'm here, baby".

Then, the moment arrives. He needs to leave with the promise of seeing each other next weekend.

They kiss until the train really needs to leave.

Jens finds a little note on his backpack when he arrives at home.

"Maybe you realise you're missing something (appart of your gorgeous boyfriend), but I hope that what I left makes up for it.

On tuesday, a blue eyed boy wears a red sweatshirt too big for him while he joins highschool building. In Antwerp, Jens Stoffels is wearing a jean jacket. One jacket that you could recognise immediately if you knew Lucas van der Heijden.

When Jens put his hands on the pockets, he realised Luc had hidden little drawings on them. So whenever Jens find them, they make him smile.

Lucas is with Kes when he hears a message from his phone. A picture of one of his drawings. And then "I love you so freaking much". Gosh, he couldn't wait for the next weekend.

[sincerlypadfoot]

Drummer Boy (8)

Word Count-1.6K

A/N- This book will be ended in a couple chapters, some of you could guess how it’ll end, some may take it as a shock but I hope that the ending is all worth is in the end 

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Unsure of how long I had been running for, I fell to the ground in the forest, rain started and tears fell down my face. The sound of rain took my ears and I felt lonely, everything around me was spinning.

I looked up infront of me, letting out a scream in pain, crying, almost not being able to see anything infront of me, I rolled onto my back looking up at the sky which was darking, everything nowadays was dark.

“Danny,” Dumbledore said with a calm tone. “Get up,” He whispered leaning over me. “Everyone knows your here, they’re waiting for you,” his finger pointed to my right, I turned my head looking at Grimmauld place in the clearing, Molly Weasley stood outside looking at me.

“I think I could just lay here for a minute,” I whispered shaking my head. “I think I broke my ankle,” I admitted, looking down at my swollen ankle. “I went back home, to see Draco, I had to do, but I don’t do the dark lords bidding, I promise, I just needed to see my brother,”

“We know,” Sirius said standing on the other side of me. “Dumbledore, he ugh,” Sirius started saying but was cut off.

“We looked into your mind, we had to see if you were really you, but only us two saw,” Dumbledore said shaking his head.

“How did you do that?” I asked without a care in the world. “Legilimency,” I whispered before they could answer.

“Yes, well you were running, we only looked at what we needed to see,” Sirius was now in my view with his hand pointed down at me. “Come on, i’ll bring you inside, i’m sure there is something we can do for that ankle,”

I hesitated, looking at Sirius’ hand, raising my own and helping myself up with my other hand.

“We’ll have to lock you in the room again, you won’t be able to leave until hogwarts,” Dumbledore said causing my skin to itch.

“I don’t wanna talk about it please,” I whimpered looking at Molly who pulled her hands out and brought me into a hug.

“Don’t leave us again okay,” Molly whispered holding me tight. “Now come in side, everyone's sleeping and i’m sure there is something I can do for that ankle of yours,”

“I won’t, I just panicked and i’m sorry,” I whispered leaning on Sirius as the door opened and we walked along the hallway. 

“And we understand that,” Sirius said leaning his head on my head. “Sit, we can do something,” Molly pulled out a chair and I sat down leaning my head back.

“I will see you in a couple days Danniella, there are some things that I will have to do,” Dumbledore said putting his hand on my shoulder, I looked up at him, then watched him walk away and apparted away.

“Where did you go!?” Hermione yelled out running downstairs after seeing me and hugging me. “You said you weren’t gonna leave,”

“Hermione dear, could you go get us a clothes from the bathroom,” Molly asked relaxing I was uncomfortable. “I understand,” She whispered up at me, waving her wand at my leg.

“You know you won’t be able to leave the house,” Sirius said with a frown, tossing his hand on my shoulder. “Come on, I can help you upstairs,”

I nodded my head, without saying anything, following Sirius up stairs, I let out tiny smiles as everyone looked at Sirius and I, but I kept my head down.

“Goodnight Lia, and i’m sorry again for having to look in your mind, did you really not notice?” Sirius asked opening the door to the room I was staying in.

“I don’t remember half the things I did when I ran away from my house,” I said lowly sitting down on my bed and taking out Cedric's wand. “Do you think we’ll ever be together again?” I asked not looking up.

“I believe,” Sirius paused causing me to look up at him. “Everyone finds their way back together eventually,” Sirius shot me a smile then closed the door.

I frowned at his words, falling back on my bed and looking up at the roof, Cedric's wand was tightly gripped in my hand. I closed my eyes, wishing I was anywhere but here.

                                            Five months later

I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror, my dominate blonde hair was now a dark shade of black, cut to my shoulders, thanks to Hermione who had insisted that a change had to be a order in my life.

“Your packed right?” I heard the devil herself walk into the girls lavatory looking at me, she appeared in the mirror behind me.

“Yeah i’m packed, i’ve been packed since last week, how are the Weasleys doing with their dad?” I asked turning around and facing her, placing my hands on the sink behind me to hold me up.

“Good they’re all gone, I won’t be able to make it there, I could try but since it’s christmas, but your going aren’t you?” Hermione asked looking at my hair. “You know I didn’t think I was much of a hairdresser, i’m glad you let me cut your hair, you look better,”

“Yeah i’ll be going, since I live with Sirius now it’s where the Weasleys are staying,” I turned back around and finished washing my face. “You should come for a night, i’d think it be good, and I think Ron fancies you,”

Hermione let out a snort and walked over to the sink beside me, looking at herself in the mirror.

“You think Ron fancies me now,” Hermione giggled brushing her hair out with her fingers, not with much luck since it was so bushy.

“Yeah, he looks at you the same way I looked at Cedric, trust me, that boy fancies you,” I turned to Hermione and she turned to me. “We should go and grab our stuff, we don’t want the train to leave without us,”

Hermione and I walked out of the bathroom, people still looking at my hair, since Hermione had only done it last night, not many people outside of the common room saw it.

“Danny,” Draco called out, turning a corner and coming to a hult when seeing me. “Can we talk,”

I looked over at Hermione, who nodded her head, then walked passed me, up the stairs going to the common room.

“I’m not coming back home Draco, i’m sorry, it’ll probably be safer for you to stay on the dark lord's side, I wouldn’t want anything to happen to you,” Everything that came out of my mouth was like spitting fire, burning the both of our souls.

“You died your hair, black,” Draco's hand went to my hair, running his hands down to my shoulders. “And cut it, we’re twins, we’re supposed to look the same for a reason,” At that moment, cutting my hair seemed like the worst idea in the world, but fire spit in my soul as well.

“Draco you have no control of life, I really have to go, you stay safe now, don’t be dying on me,” My fists clenched uncontrollably as I walked passed Draco, his hands wrapping around my wrist pulling me back.

“He’s gonna kill you, his planning something bad, i’m warning you now because if you stay with those people any longer, they’ll all be dead because of you,” 

“Draco your hurting me,” I whimpered trying to pull my wrist back but his grip only got tighter. “Draco you let me go this instant!” I cried out pulling back more.

“They’ll all die over you, I heard them, your killing them, come home!” His voice broke with every word that came out of his mouth.

“Let her go Malfoy, or a swear, you’ll have more then the you know who to deal with,” Both our heads turn to the twins who stood in the hallway looking at us.

“Fine, my sister would come home,” Draco spat out letting go of my wrist, I backed away towards the twins, scared of my own brother for a moment. “But go ahead, go to your boyfriends, seems like you’ve gotten over Cedric fast,” The fire in my body flamed and rage consumed me.

“And my brother wouldn’t say a thing like that to me!” I screamed moving closer to him, my hands pushed against his chest, knocking him into the nearest wall. “Sooner or later Draco, you’ll know that your on the wrong side, but you’ll follow in mom and dad's footsteps, because you act for their approval, like the good little pet you are to them,” My words spat out then hands wrapped around me, pulling me away from Draco. 

“Come on Danny, he’s not worth it,” Fred whispered pulling me back, both the twins looked at Draco, Georges fists were clenching, staring Draco down.

“Weasleys, having your hands all over my sister, i’m sure that Cedric would approve of them, oh wait, he’s dead, never coming back!”

I tried running forward but Freds grabbed me, pulling me back furter.

“Draco you leave her alone, we all know your cruel but she’s your sister, your just as heartless as you know who, and i’m sure you’d probably not enjoy the sight of yourself if we let Danny go,” George said, placing his foot infront of him, causing Draco to finish.

He quickly turned around, walking back the way he game from, I stood there shocked, that my own brother would say those words to me, or that the twins stood up for me.

“Come on, we’ll walk you back, i’m sure that the train ride to our home will calm you down,” Fred wrapped his arms around me, rubbing my back as we walked, I stayed silent for a moment, thinking back to Draco, and what I had done to deserve a brother as cruel as him

“You boys need to come with me, Miss Malfoy, i’m sure you can walk down to the dungeons and gather your things yourself,” McGonagall chimed, taking the two boys away from me.

I walked by myself, unsure of what trouble the boys had gotten themselves into this time, but just anxious to grab my stuff and leave the nightmare I was in.

[oranjis-shipping-mess]

ABC challenge~ Jihan T is for trauma (I need to tell you something, part 2) Warning: Angst, harm

Joshua let out a big sigh. Having Jeonghan's arms around him felt safe, resting his head on Jeonghan's chest felt safe. Jeonghan made him feel safe, yet everything kept blocking him from being intimate with him. "You know, I really need to tell you this.." Joshua says again, his heart already started beating faster then usual. "My ex boyfriend.. Well.. He was my first boyfriend. I loved him a lot, but I was insecure and honestly, I was excited and apparently blinded by love." Joshua swallows, a short break before continuing his story. "We had been dating for weeks, and I slowly started discovering new things. First small things, like kissing, stuff like that. It was all my first with him. One weekend, he would stay the weekend at Mingyu's and my place, as Mingyu would be visiting his parents. I remember it as if it was yesterday.." Joshua didn't even notice the tears streaming down his cheeks, Jeonghan did, as the drops were one by one falling on to his chest. Jeonghan stayed quiet, and even though it had already been 2 am, he was more awake then ever, listening to Joshua's words carefully.

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Three years ago

"I can't believe we get to spend our first weekend together. Just the two of us." Joshua rants happily as he let Soonyoung in to their appartment, greeting him with a kiss. "Did Mingyu already leave?" Soonyoung asks, sounding rather bored then intrested. "Yea, he left just an hour ago I think." Joshua smiled, closing the door behind them.

Joshua squirmd under Soonyoung's grip, "Soonyoung.. Please, I don't know if-.." Soonyoung hits Joshua on the cheek, "shut up. You love me, don't you?" Joshua slowly nods, "I- I do, but.." Soonyoung had tied Joshua's arms and legs to the bed, "then you shouldn't mind any of this." Soonyoung stated, as he put a piece of tape to Joshua's mouth. Joshua teared up, not being able to move nor talk. Soonyoung had already removed Joshua's clothes before tying him up, he quickly moved to get his bag from the ground getting some things out of it. He lit up a candle, hovering it over Joshua's chest, making sure the candle wax would drip on the naked body below him. Joshua shaked his head and tried to move, but failed miserably. "Stay still." Soonyoung groaned, as he put on a cigarette, not to smoke, but to leave more marks on Joshua's chest. After a while of leaving marks with the cigarette and the candle, he threw them to the ground, Joshua was in full tears, but Soonyoung didn't care about it at all. "You mentioned you were still a virgin? Let me change that for you."

It was sunday evening when Mingyu unlocked the door and quickly brought his things inside as it was raining. It was quite, no music was playing at all, which was nothing like Joshua, then again, Mingyu tried to call Joshua on his way back, but couldn't reach him and thought he must have been having a good time with his boyfriend. "Shua, i'm home!" Mingyu called out, not getting a reply. He did see Joshua's shoes by the door, so he must be home. Mingyu walked upstairs to get his bag to his room, noticing Joshua's door wasn't closed. "Hey, i',m-" Mingyu dropped his bag as he quickly made his way to Joshua's bed. "What the fuck?" He almost screamed as he removed the tape from Joshua's face and tried to untie his arms and legs as quick as he possibly could. Joshua, who was covered in blood and feces, eyes red and plump, still not being able to move, looking at Mingyu, but not knowing what to say nor do. Mingyu looked from Joshua to the mess on the floor. Lots of cigarettes and candles were laying over the place, together with what looked like a knife that was covered in blood. "I'm calling the cops." Mingyu stated as he got up from the bed, "No!" Joshua cried out, his voice was soar and dry as he didn't have anything to drink or eat since friday noon. Mingyu raised his eyebrows, "Joshua, he can't get away with this." Joshua tried to get up, but immediatly fell down again, being weak in every part of his body. Mingyu sighed as he helped Joshua up. "Here, let me help you get cleaned up, yea?" Joshua slowly nods as Mingyu carried him to the bathroom, running a bath for Joshua. "Will you be okay for a few minutes? I will clean your sheets and your room." Joshua nods again as he just sits in the bath, staring in front of him.

After a while, Mingyu had cleaned everything up, he made some tea and crackers for Joshua. "Do you wanna talk about it?" Mingyu asks carefully as he sits down next to the bath, handing Joshua the tea. "It hurts." Joshua whispers. Mingyu nods, "do you need help? With getting dressed, I mean." Joshua nods, as he slowly moves up. His body is shaking, and now that he's clean, all wounds are clearly visible, not just wounds from the burning, but Soonyoung had also carved some things onto his chest with a knive. It stinged and felt soar. Mingyu carefully wiped Joshua's chest dry, Joshua squirming at every touch. He handed Joshua some clean clothes. "Mings?" Joshua asked with a soft voice, "can I?.. Can I sleep with you tonight? I really don't wanna.." Mingyu quickly nods in return, "yes, Joshua. Ofcourse."

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Present

Joshua slowly got up, he had a hard time catching his breath. Jeonghan was slightly in shock, not being able to understand how someone could hurt such a pure boy like Joshua. Jeonghan shifted a little closer to Joshua, wrapping an arm around him again. "He raped and abused you. Do you have any idea how brave you were for telling me this?" Jeonghan said softly, Joshua looked up, looking into Jeonghan's eyes. "I understand if you don't wanna be with me anymore. I'm trash, ugly, I don't deserve you." Joshua's eyes were filled with tears. Jeonghan shakes his head, wiping away Joshua's tears. "Look at me.." Joshua stuttered as he let the blanket drop, revealing his bare chest. -Always mine - Hoshi-, was carved on to his chest, surrounded by burn marks all over his chest. Jeonghan bite his lip, he felt angry and frustrated at the boy that hurt Joshua so bad, but couldn't do anything about it. Joshua was full on crying, Jeonghan just pulled Joshua in to a hug. Joshua didn't mind this time, he burried his head in to Jeonghan's neck, crying as if there were no tomorrow. "You are not trash, you are not ugly and you certainly do deserve all the love you get, little one.. I will never, ever leave your side." Jeonghan whispered as he stroked Joshua's back lightly.

Jeonghan didn't let go of Joshua till he had calmed down and even fell asleep. It was almost 5 am and Joshua had curled up against Jeonghan. Jeonghan had his arm around Joshua. He was still wide awake. They had been together for a little bit over a year now. Jeonghan perfectly remembers when Joshua came back to him after one of their dates, saying he needed to talk, that he really wanted to make this work. He had always known there was more to the story, but never asked about it, as he respected Joshua's privacy. He remembered Joshua asking him to be patient with him, he could do nothing but respect that. They never kissed or even hugged untill they were almost 8 months together. That's when they first kissed, but Joshua was quick to back off again. After that night, Joshua did let Jeonghan hug him, Joshua was even the one to always ask permission to hug Jeonghan. Jeonghan always said yes, how could he say no. Yes, most people would think it was weird that Joshua always asked permision, but Jeonghan always let it be. Now he knows the story behind it, he respects it even more. And yes, sometimes they would hug, and Joshua would suddenly back away, Jeonghan had always felt sorry for Joshua, he just wanted to protect him and make him feel safe. Now even more then ever.

Jeonghan had decided to text Mingyu, not expecting a reply at 6 am, but he did get a reply. He decided to call Mingyu, Joshua was sound asleep and as long as he whispered, he wouldn't wake him up. "How is he?" Mingyu asked. "He fell asleep around 4. He had a very rough night. I'm glad he atleast gets some sleep now." His voice was soft and quiet. "Is he with you?" Jeonghan nods, even though Mingyu couldn't see him. "Yes, he's right here." Mingyu smiled, "i'm proud of him. You know, I've always trusted you. I just never thought Joshua would share a bed with anyone else. You know, after that one weekend, he slept with me for a good year and a half before trying to sleep in his own bed again. And even after that, he would sneak into my bed in the middle of the night. He's come a long way, Han. Please, please be good to him, that's all i'm asking from you." Jeonghan couldn't help but tear up. "Mingyu, you know I've been in love with him for years now. I would do everything for him. I will protect him with everything I have. I will never let him feel like he's not worthy. He deserves the world, and I am here to give that to him. No matter how long it takes." He said, stroking Joshua's hair softly. "I know, Jeonghan. I know." Mingyu said.

what Jeonghan didn't know is that Joshua had already woken up again. He felt tired and miserable, but he listened to Jeonghan's soft voice to Mingyu. He heared everything Jeonghan said. He now truly knew that letting Jeonghan in, wasn't a mistake. And that from now on, their relationship could only improve. He clenched himself even closer to Jeonghan, not wanting to let go of his now, safe space, slowly falling back asleep again.

[chocolatetakoyakis]

Ugh ALERT ! SINCE I GOT MY Nintendo switch yesterday, I got myself a new addiction aha

⚫️ POKÉMON SWORD AND SHIELD HEADCANON - CAMPING DATE IN THE WILD AREA WITH RAIHAN - ⚫️

Well, let’s start with basics : Raihan has a HUUUUUUUGE crush on you and doesn’t even hide it. He is pretty flirty and always asks you on dates. He didn’t confess yet and it was driving him crazy. Since you know he is a playboy, you decided to let him confess first. So everyday you’re trying to not fall for his beautiful blue eyes and pick up lines also aha ( which was pretty hard sometimes )

This time he wanted to go camping with you and your Pokémons in the wild area because the weather was quite too good to stay in a big city like Hammerlocke

It was absolutely not a training session, more like a lazy chill beach day ( well in the wild area of course aha )

Before you two go, he wanted to know what your bikini will look like to match his with yours

You knowing him very well, you teased him by only sending your ( f/c ) bikini on your bed and not on you to make him pout

He was extremely disappointed when he received it but still had a nose bleed while imagining you with it. His flygon freaked out by seeing him bleeding that much

Your swimsuits will match for sure because he got a looooooot

Before leaving his appartement, he will snap a picture of himself on this beach outfit which was a terrible idea because now everyone know where this idiot is going. So expect many fangirls and fans In général asking him pictures when you’ll arrive

He bought thug and Minecraft sunglasses for all of your Pokémon including his

He is 10 min late because he also bought a lot of berries for your Pokémon and the picnic

When he saw you, he got so exited, he can’t help but take your hand and rush to the wild area to find a cute place next to a lake.

Once you arrived expect him to IMMEDIATELY show his magnificent abs to the world including Pokegram before letting his Pokémon out of their balls

Is always eyeing you to see your beautiful bikini

Expect a LOT of compliments when you’ll show it

«  ugh Y/n you’re so pretty, I have to look away » «  Look our outfit Y/n it match perfectly ! Don’t you think we should stick on each other »

Will play with your Pokémon when you’ll cook a delicious curry because he is NOT ALLOWED NEXT TO FIRE AND NEXT TO THE KITCHEN ANYMORE

His Pokémon are so grateful you are the one cooking

Eating next to you of course even if ( your fav Pokémon ) is always stuck to you aha

Since it’s hot, you’re only on your bikini so he WILL give you small and sensual touch in your shoulders / thighs and spine

Will Snap your food

A lot of : «  OMG Y/n YOUR CURRY IS AMAZING, I WOULD LOVE TO EAT IT EVERYDAY *wink wink*

If you have a ponytail, he may even kiss your neck as a joke, just to see a little blush from you for once

The beginning of the afternoon is probably a HUGE WATERGUN FIGHT

Everything started because of him doing this to you :

The war began lol : HIS DRAGON TEAM VS YOUR POKEMONS !

Or I mean your Pokémon vs Raihan alone aha ( yep he got a focus aha )

Him pouting because it’s not fair and want a kiss from you as an apology ans WILL have it

You knew he was good at doing sexy smirk but you has no clue of his puppy dragon eyes

Finally got a kiss on his cheek and tweeted it

FINALLY GOT A KISS FROM MY CRUSH GUYS 😎 #TodayIsTheDay

The rest of the day was quite calm, your Pokémons were playing together in the water peacefully while you two went exploring a little bit

Hand in hand

Like a lovely couple

Until he decided to become more physical and put one of his arm on your shoulders

You didn’t mind at all but you knew that under his cool bubby attitude he was freaking out inside and you were so fucking right aha

Let you ride on his back to help you getting berries on trees

Take that opportunity to give a cute kiss on your sexy legs

You’re glad he didn’t saw your blush because it was priceless

When you came back your Pokémon were so happy about the berries ans you two spending time together because they love each other and would love to become a Huge family ❤️

Seeing you playing with his Pokémon is a beautiful memory Raihan would never forget

When evening came, after dinner Raihan decided to take you to an unknown place

«  Do you trust me Love ? » with a big innocent smile on his face

The place was a big lake, next to where you two were camping, it was surrounded by berries trees and Pokémons anyways super cute place

He invited you to go with him in the water for a midnight bath

«  Raihan I swear if we are attacked by a Gyarados...I’ll.. »

«  Dont worry Sweetheart. Come swim with me it’s fine love. »

You two were enjoying your little moment alone just by swimming together

He was much less exited and more sensual about spending this special time with you

The sky was full of stars, it was a pretty romantic place heheh

Still in the water he took your hands to take you to the shore of the lake, he was waiting for something to happened with a big smirk on his lips and his hands on your waist

«  Shhhhhh it’s starting love. Look how beautiful it is »

You turned your head and saw a herd of Galarian ponyta and Rapidash running freely in front of you. Being fairy type, they were letting a cute magical dust behind them. It was absolutely amazing and you were completely spellbind by it

You didn’t noticed Raihan was getting closer aha

«  Do you like it Love ? »

«  It’s amazing Raihan thank you for today »

He pulled your hair away from your face to have a look at your cute blushing cheeks and your tempting lips. His hands were on each side of your face while he was smiling waiting for your approval.

You two stayed like this for one minute before kissing each other under the beautiful sky of the wild area

When you finished, he pulled you into a hug ( yup you’re stuck to his abs )

«  Do you have any idea of How long I’ve waited for this to happen Babygirl ? »

«  As long as I waited for you to kiss me like that Raihan »

After a veeeeeeeery long and hot kissing session in the water you decided to go back to your campement where your Pokémon where ALL sleeping in one tent because they wanted to force you sleeping together hehe

So you finally slept in the same bed haha and thanks Arceus your Pokémons were next to you two because who know what would have happened if not 😏

Him saying : “Enjoy this peaceful night in my arms sweetheart, once we are back to Hammerlocke I’ll make sure you’ll be mine love”

“ Well good night to you too Raihan”

[voidselfshipp]

[Violet Fan]

Arno x Jerico

I used Google translate so if anything Wonky y'know why

Often times parties were a sign of richness and greed.

An special event to celebrate something perhaps too.

Arno,always attracted to these kind of events found his way in.

The colossal Palace was brightly lit with chandeliers hanging from the ostentatious ceilings ornamented with gold and contrasting the white walls.

"Why this big of a party?", he asked himself.

The french Man bumps into someone,they drop their purple fan.

--Oh my most sincere apologies madame

He picked the item up and handed it to the person.

Their eyes meet, its a beautiful woman, porcelain skin and sharp features,big green eyes.

Her eyes were most peculiar, arno felt his breath hitch, he swore they were shining under her cute Hat decorated with sunflowers,Like emeralds under a candle.

Her hair in a bun covered by said hat with a few loose strands of hair.

Her attire was most peculiar, It looked familiar yet New to him.

18th century gown with earthy colours, another dress or something with some kind of turtle neck stamped with sunflowers.

--Oh dont worry--she said in a subtle accent he never heard before-- im too clumsy too

Then a Man,taller than arno looked at this mysterious girl, and spoke to her in a foreign tongue.

--hir kazwiv--(yes father) she answered back--Im sorry but I have to go

And so like that the Man and that enigmatic Lady dissapeared Into the crowd.

Who was she? What language was that?.

--You really outdid yourself this time Ray!

Jer pulled down on the Mans sleeve.

--Dont give me that look we still have to wait 100 Years more to reveal ourselves.

The Man sighed,he loved her daughter dearly but he had to admit that sometimes she was too much to handle.

--That doesnt mean you shouldnt let me have fun!besides he only gave my fan back!.

--ah mr Karuma Von terra and ms. Jerico Von terra,glad you could make it, is france too much to handle?

Ray wants to roll his eyes so bad,but he shakes his head and forces a smile-- not at all

--we Will discuss our arragement with you mr.von terra , let your daughter enjoy her stay at the Palace and have fun , oh and heres the keys to your bedroom ms.Von terra

Jer quickly takes the keys and puts it in her dresses inner pockets,terrans fashion was way out of this centuries reach.

Ray cant say anything before his daughter runs away from his grasp.

Both men walk alongside the other.

--Sadly mr Morgan couldnt make it,being a doctor took a toll on him,however he did say he Will come by to say hello.

Ray nodds

--Children huh?

The terran Man smiles --Yeah, rowdy bunch,however jerico seems to be having fun, shes a Smart kid,sadly until our reveal to the world isnt done I am afraid I cant let her get into trouble,we cant delay this any longer

His companion nodds and guides him to an Office.

Meanwhile,her daughter was talking with some of her father acquaintances.

She politely excused her leave and decided to find some more food to munch on.

The crowd seemed thick and busy.

Arno was looking everywhere for that girl, so much he started to sweat and he rested against a wall.

A soft breeze reached his face and when he Turned to see what was causing it, he felt dumb.

--too warm?--It was that woman she was looking for.

--Im afraid so...., Arno Victor Dorian

--Jerico Von Terra

He softly grabs her spare hand and kisses the back of it.

Her cheeks flush and she lets him hold her hand for a bit longer.

They Keep eye contact for a bit too, and suddenly, realizing that it was in fact too busy for their liking.

The french Man noticed that something was wrong,jeri seemed twitchy and unconfortable.

--Everything okay mademoissele?

She can only shake her head and thats when he realizes shes overwhelmed by the huge crowd.

He nodds and puts a hand on her Lower back trying to find an exit.

There, a stair that leads up to the guest bedrooms.

He pushed her closer to him as they passed the gatherings of people,helping her up the stairs.

Once on the upper floor she makes a signal to arno, he follows up to her bedroom.

Its spacy with decorations on the walls and ceilings,flowers And a big bed, he thought that maybe three people could fit in there.

Jerico sat on the bed, the Man sat with her and grabbed the fan from her shaky hands, using it to cool her down.

She hasnt spoke and whatever was left for him to do was to hesitantly put a hand on her shoulder and then down to her bicep to push her against his chest while still fanning her.

--Thank you

She whispers pressing her head to his chest.

The frenchmans cheeks flush red and tightens his grip around her.

He hasnt felt this way since....since elise,rest in peace.

His heart healed from old wounds a long time ago, and suddenly he felt it Flourish again at the sight of her.

--Anything I can get you?

He asked.

--Maybe water,and could you tell a servant to inform mr von terra that im here?

--Hes your father I suppose?-- she nodds- very Well miss ill be right back....

Arno leaves giving her back the fan, asking for a glass of water and telling a maid to deliver the message to jericos father.

Now the night went on , so did the party.

Altough Ray did not approve of arno being alone with jerico in her room,he trusted his daughters judgement for once.

Jer was looking out the balcony, arno comes from behind and squeezes her shoulder--How are you feeling now belle? (Beautiful?)

--alors vous demandez à tout le monde comment vont-ils?(so thats how you ask everyone how are they?)

--seulement ceux qui me semblent jolis(only to those I find pretty)

--And you find me pretty?

--oui (yes)

Arnos hand holds jericos as they lean into the other,his spare arm hugs her waist and Jers falls loosely around his Lower back.

Their lips press togheter for an instant,before parting away and then again meeting the other.

He felt like not letting go, he didnt want to leave tonight.

He felt his heart explode in Many colours as the vitraux in the cathedral when the sun hits it.

--Stay?--she asked softly as their foreheads pressed togheter.

--How long Will you stay?I cant say goodbye now

Jer felt her chest warm, and pressed a soft kiss on his lips again--A month maybe,but I do wish to see you again monsieur dorian...

Arno lifts her up like a bride and carries her back to the bed where he promptly lets her back rest and hover above her, letting his head fall on the crook of her neck to then cuddle her in said bed.

--Then ill stay

Jerico smiles , hugging him tightly.

Arno knew almost nothing about her,but this whole night felt right.

--bonne nuit chéri(good night sweetheart)

--bonne nuit mon prince( good night my prince)

And they were just getting started.

Every afternoon while Ray discussed the affairs that had brought them there, jerico and arno would sneak out to eat something at the most beautiful cafes in france.

Walk among the shore, and travel the markets.

When the clouds were present and the rain fell mercislessly upon france, they would be found in bed, cuddling eachother in the dark as the fireplace cracked.

And slowly,jer started to reveal who she was.

But not things like,what she liked, what interests she had,wich books she read,he found out about that the first week they spent togheter.

No, where she came from,why so much mistery upon their arrival.

She was a princes from a Place yet to be discovered,or to be revealed to humanity.

He had to spend a whole day processing all the information he was given.

And, yet that only made him want her more.

But love grew and the month fled away fast.

Both lovers were scared of separation, they couldnt be appart for long.

Ray,who had loved as strongly as his daughter did, decided to let her stay in a Palace in the outskirts of france in wich arno would move in a couple of weeks after.

Jer had the opportunity to leave france whenever she wanted.

But seeing that her love for arno was too big,as were his, it seemed that it would be a long time before that would happend.

Now,in a hot summer day, jer was under a tree, Reading when she felt a breeze.

--Mon amour...--her boyfriend said using the same purple fan who helped them meet to cool her down- May I get a kiss?

Jeri giggled at the dorkiness of arno, and nodded, kissing him softly.

They were not letting go any time soon.

《OKAY TO RB AND GUSH IN THE TAGS》

[sirenswhispers]

Funny smell.

N/A: So.. There's this thing I wrote, uhum. That I hope you like, because damn I enjoyed writing it. Still an amateur, but anyway. Thank you for reading, hope you have a wonderful day! (High five if you also read "wonderful" in Emma's voice) (Maybe I'm just crazy, so don't mind me)

Fred Weasley x Reader

Weasley's Wizard Wheezes looked even better than the boys described in their letter. The shop stood in front of you as you had imagined it to be: all colorful, bright and outstanding. Inviting anyone who passed in front of it to take a look inside. You felt yourself fill with pride.

And after entering the shop, you needed more words to express how proud you truly were. From the floor to the ceiling, all kind of products were at the view of many customers. There was no space for one more thing. If the twins wanted to add one little thing, they'll need an expanding spell.

"George" The name slipped your lips as soon as you spotted a red point on the stairs. After so many years, you could easily tell each other appart. After so many years and a couple of feelings you had grown for the oldest twin.

George turned on his feets in the blink of an eye, a huge smile on his lips "(y/n)! " he shouted back.

Your legs were already running and zigzagging through people to jump over him.

"The shop is amazing! Oh God! George, your letter didn't even describe half of how wonderful the shop is!" you felt him chuckle in your arms.

"We wanted to save the best of the best for your pretty little eyes. How else would've we been sure of you coming to see it?" He joked.

"Don't be a git, you knon I would've came anyway" You needed to stretch your neck in order to see his face "Now, where's your other half?"

"If he heard me scream your name, then he most than sure is tripping down the stairs from our flat. Just wait and see"

And as he said, some muffled noises started to sound right upstairs. Strong steps rushing over until another ginger appeared in your sight.

You could hardly see his face, but knowing he was close was enough for your heart to start its maniatic act.

He was bumping into people just to speed his moves. And even though you were focused on him, you felt how George started loose his gripe on you. Not letting the smile go off.

"Fred.." you could say no more as another pair of arms lifted you from the floor. And a cautivating smell filled your nosetrils.

Frederick Weasley.

"Oh little star, how I missed you!" He tried to speak, but as his face was pressed against your hair, it came out more like a mumble.

"A couple of weeks and you couldn't deal with my absence,huh Freddie?" He chuckled at that.

Both of you knew that hug was getting longer by the second, but truth was neither of you wanted to break it. Until a running kid brushing against Fred almost made you fall.

For security, better with both feets on the ground.

"The store is... I mean... I'm speechless" You trumble to say and the twins laughed.

"Good to know we finally managed to took the words out of you." George said.

They were busy at the moment, you could tell. So many kids running around, buying any kind of trick to use this summer and the boys had to attend every customer. After a couple of words, you let the guys know you'd talk after closing. In the meanwhile, you'd be walking around to see those new inventions.

And as you walked around the store, time passed quick.

You were at the Love Potion's set when the last kid had left the store and the twins were coming to you.

"Always my favorite. You know me a sucker for crazy kind of love" You said as you saw them close enough.

"And yet never brave enough to use it on someone" The irony of the words let you know without looking that the words had came from George.

George always knew the big fat crush you had on his twin. Although, it was kind of obvious.

You could only sigh.

"Oh, what was that? A boy in your head making you lose your breath?" George kept talking, trying to make you conscious of the boy with the curious face looking at you. Fred.

"Do you like someone?" Fred asked in a tiny voice.

"Didn't you know dear brother? For some time by now."

You didn't know how, but you were about to shut George down.

"Enough George" You mumbled. Of course he acted deaf.

"Why don't we try to find out this very misterious boy?" As he spoke, his arms stretched to grab one of the pink bottles.

Goddammit George!

He opened to bottle with only a move from his thumb and put the smelly potion right in front of you.

"Do tell us... What is it that you smell, little star?"

How to get away from that? And looking at that frown on Fred, you could easily say he wanted to know. Badly.

Lying wasn't an option, since you were in front of Hogwart's biggest pranksters ever. And your two best friends, they would know.

But as many late years Fred never found out about your crush. Maybe he wouldn't be able to notice one more time?

Who did you want to fool? You wanted him to know. Deep inside, you were thanking George for making you. It was about time.

You took a breath before leaning your nose to the bottle.

"I smell... Grass... Fresh grass, and something sweet, like candy" Fred eyes narrowed at you, but you kept talking "A funny smell like Filibuster firework powder. Very strong." Your eyes raised up to Fred's, just to notice a spark swimming in those beautiful eyes.

"How funny, I could say you were describing me. But there's one thing, I don't eat as many candies as Fred does."

And something snapped. Fred's eyes opened in realization. Staring right at you.

Your palms started to get sweaty, and your heart was pounding heavily in your ears. He knew now.

He knew and there was not going back.

George's softly laughs echoed in the empty shop, and then his steps walking away.

There were only you and Fred now.

"Fred..." You called his name in a whisper.

No smile, no movement. He was frozen, making you want to shake him back to reality.

"Fred" You called him stronger, but not enough.

You snapped your fingers in front of him. Nothing. Pinched his shoulder. Nothing. Whistle to him. Nothing.

Then you put your hand on his right cheek. It felt warm at your touch. You put your other hand on his left cheek. And his hand took over it.

His eyes were on you, shining with something new. Something even a witch couldn't describe.

And he leaned closer. Didn't stop until his lips brushed yours.

A delicate kiss that made your heart go silent. Made your body get closer to his. His arms wrapping tightly around you. Holding you from fainting right there at that delightful taste.

His tongue drew a line on your lips, and you gladly opened your mouth to welcome a deeper taste of the kiss.

Walking backwards till you hit the shelves, something fell over but none of you care. Too drunk of the kiss to care.

But your lungs were burning for air. And there was a talk longing between you two. So you broke back. Only enough to count the freckles on his nose.

He kept his eyes closed for a little longer, and when he opened them, the whole world stopped.

"I've been waiting to do this, since fourth year. More than three years thinking this would always remain as a dream, and now. Now it's real"

That was even better than what you expected him to say.

[itsbrambles]

SangCheng- Coming Home late

Prompt by OTP Prompts:   Your OTP comes home after a very long drive. Person A is wide awake, but Person B is extremely exhausted and falls asleep in a very uncomfortable spot. Person A wants to carry them to bed, but there’s a problem: B is really tall and REALLY heavy, and A is very weak.

Notice: Setting takes place in modern times

Huisang had trouble falling asleep. He and A-Cheng had been a couple for a few years and ever since they moved in together, there had hardly been any time in which they did not fall asleep in each others arms. And Huisang had grown so used to it that he could not fall asleep as long his own person-pillow was not right next to him. He loved to place his head on his lovers chest and to listen to his regular hearbeat. It was like this soft melody that softly let him drift of to sleep. 

But because of a work conference, A-Cheng had to leave the town and therefore  his lover Huisang alone at home. He could not have accompanied him, seeing as he had to go to work himself. When Jiang Cheng told his boyfriend and roommate that he will be leaving the town for a few days, there was a lot of whining, fake tears and pouting. Way too dramatic for A-Cheng, he was only leaving for a few days after all! They were happy and content in their relationship. They were still in love and liked being in each other’s company. They had not been seperated like that since they got into a relationship. And Jiang Cheng had underestimated how much he would miss his soft-spoken and beautiful boyfriend. Eventhough they had called each other and face-called, he still missed him. It was not the same as being with each other. He missed talking in person to him, touching him and kissing him. He was truly a besotted fool in love. 

Eventhough he could have stayed the night at the hotel, he decided to take the few hours trip home. He wanted to sleep tonight with A-Sang in his arms. To have him securely in his arms and to smell his flowery scent that always calmed his nerves. He had not slept the last days well. Once he finally arrived at their appartment, it was already 12 am. Huisang was most likely already asleep. And as soon as he entered their shared appartment, his assumption got confirmed. Everything was dark. No lights were on, not even the ones in their bedroom. Jiang Cheng took his suitcase and placed it in the hallway. He would take care of that tomorrow, he had a day off after all. Quietly, he went to the kitchen to get himself something to drink. He yawned. He was really tired. Just a glass of water and then he would go change his clothes and go to bed. Jiang Cheng sat on one of the chairs and drank a bit. His eyes were throbbing with the lack of sleep. He sighed. He was really tired ...

Huisang heard someone entering the door. At first, he thought it might be burglar and was rather scared. But then he heard that the door was opened with keys and he heard that something was put in the hallway. It could only be his boyfriend, A-Cheng! Huisang felt rather giddy. He had missed the other man so much! He waited in the dark of their bedroom. He wanted to surprise his boyfriend with hugs and lot of kisses! And he did not want to turn the lights on as to not him know that he was actually awake. He waited for a few minutes but no one entered the room. What was A-Cheng doing? He did not hear any other doors closing or opening, so he was not in the bathroom. Huisang decided to look for his boyfriend himself. He kicked the blanket away from his body and left the bedroom. He should have put on something on his naked feet, the floor was really cold!

When he entered the hallway he saw a suitcase. It was the one A-Cheng had gotten as a present from his sister. He saw some light coming from the kitchen, he smiled. He opened the door. “A-Cheng~”

And then he saw him. A-Cheng was sitting at their kitchen table, a glass of water right next to him, his head was laying on his arms. He was sleeping. Huisang smiled. His lover looked so peaceful. And exhausted. He must have been really tired to fall asleep in that position. He really wanted to let him sleep but it looked rather uncomfortable. And he did not want to wake him. Well, A-Cheng was one of the hardest people to wake in the world. So there was that. He would have to carry him or rather pull him to their bedroom. As he stood right next to Jiang Cheng, he caressed his lover’s face and pushed a strain of hair away from his face, his A-Cheng was a really handsome man. Huisang mentally prepared himself. It could not be that hard to carry his lover back to their bedroom. A-Cheng carried him all the time!

He put on arm over his shoulders tried to get him out of the chair. But there was something Huisang did not consider. Jiang Cheng was taller than him, had more muscles on him and was therefore heavier than Huisang. And Huisang was weak. So as a logical consequence, he could not carry Jiang Cheng’s weight and the two of them fall on the ground with a rather loud smack. Huisang fell on his back and his lover fell face first on his chest. Huisang moaned in pain and tears were collecting in his eyes. Now he was definitely hurt! There was no way that there would not be a giant purple bruise on his chest by tomorrow. He had only wanted to carry A-Cheng to their bed, nothing more! Why did the idiot have to be so heavy? All because of his stupid working out! Eventhough, Huisang liked the muscles and especially if A-Cheng manhandled him into certain positions...

“I...What,” muttured a sleep-drunken Jiang Cheng. One moment he was sleeping and the next he felt like an earthquake had happened. What was going on? Why was he on the floor? And why was his lover, A-Sang, beneath him? Did he miss something?

“W-What happened?”

“A-Cheng~” whined Huisang and tears were flowing out of his eyes. “You’re too heavy and now I am hurt!”

Jiang Cheng blinked a few times. Trying to make sense of the situation. There was his boyfriend, under him, whining, pouting and some tears were flowing. It clicked.

“You’re an idiot. Of course you wouldn’t be able to carry me. Why didn’t you wake me?”

Huisang sniffed. “You looked so tired. I thought I could carry you... Don’t be so mean to me, A-Cheng. I’m hurt~”

Jiang Cheng smiled in gratitude and sat up. He pulled his boyfriend with him up and wiped his tears away. “Does it hurt much?”

At his touch, Huisang closed his eyes and snuggled into the touch. “It only hurts so much because your head is so big and heavy.”

Jiang Cheng rolled with his eyes. He pulled Huisang into a quick kiss. “I am happy to be back, you baby.”

Huisang pouted. “I missed you. Eventhough all you do is being mean and teasing me.”

Jiang Cheng’s smile got broader. “Of course.”

He stood up and pulled his boyfriend with him. “C’mon, I will get some ointment and put it on you and then we will sleep. I am too tired but tomorrow I will show you how much I missed you.” And as to emphasize his statement, he pinched Huisang’s butt. 

Huisang swatted at his arm and blushed. “A-Cheng~”

Jiang Cheng only laughed and put his arms around his lover and buried his face into his neck and inhaled the scent of the man he had missed the last couple of days.

[victorianwestpiano]

Happy Birthday Colette! Headcanon:

I know I’m way to late to dedicate a birthday present to Eva Green since her birthday was on July 6th, last week. But still, I would’ve felt really bad if I did not make this present at all, even if it’s a days late.

So for my next headcanon here’s a mini fic for one of her fictional characters, Colette Marchant, celebrating the first minutes of her birthday:

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Dreamland, July 1920, Colette’s appartment, 11:20 pm:

The night felt dense at Dreamland, because it was the middle of July and the summer became strong and all the employees were exhausted due to the heat. Even at night it was heavy.

Colette Marchant, The Queen of Heavens, was sitting in front of her makeup desk looking at herself in the mirror. She was wearing of of her most elegant gowns, her makeup still on her face and the only lights around her were of the lamps on her livingroom which were iluminating very weakly. And also the electrical lights from outside created a fusion of colors on the floor of her appartment.

Colette took off her high heels shoes and brought her feet to stand on the chair, she hugged her knees and sighed and covered her face with her hand. It has been months since she has been training with Dumbo, it was more exhausting than she expected, but thankfully, she had fun doing it.

“Mhhhm, is 11:21 pm now, huh?” the french woman checked her clock which was on the desk. “Just few more minutes...” she said desinterested.

Colette had always enjoyed celebrating her birthday, since she was a girl she loved to be the center of attention at that very special day.

But now.... mon dieu, she personally thought, things had changed so much. She has everything that she could ever wanted, her spotlight on the trapeze, money, dresses, being a celebrity, everyone dying of envy for her talent. However, why all those things seemed so useless right now? How having all the fame in the world isn’t enough? Colette felt more empty than ever, even her own birthday felt meaningless...but why?

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The training tent:

“Well kids, time to go to bed!” Holt ordered to Milly and Joe.

“Uhhh dad,” Joe protested “just a few more minutes please!”

Holt sighed “No Joe is almost 12 o’clock I ain’t give you the pleasure this time” then he turned his head over his daughter. “Go with him Milly please. I’ll put Dumbo on his corral”

“Ok dad, come on Joe.” the girl grabbed his brother by the hand.

“You too Milly!?” Joe exhaled doing force backwards from his sister’s grip.

“Come on Joe, I know you like to stay awake until very late so when you fall asleep they have to carry you to your bed.” the girl accused with her eyes.

Joe shrunk his shoulders and blushed looking at his circus family. He decided to give up and follow her to their appartment at the Dreamland.

The rest of the circus troupe laughed at the little scene and went to their own rooms to sleep as well. Holt, who just entered Dumbo on his resting place, closed the elephant’s corral and said goodbye to Max.

“Goodnight, Max” he waved at his friend and formal boss “I can’t believe we stayed to late today.”

“Yeah you’re right, but it ain’t 12 o’clock yet, just 30 minutes more and we could’ve had the record!” the old ringmaster joked at the cowboy.

“Yeah” Holt laughed. Suddenly something in his mind made him realize a thing he almost forgot. So he called Max again and asked. “Max, wait! You said 30 more minutes to 12?”

“Well...” the ringmaster ckecked his wrist watch. “Now 27. But why? What do you have to do so late at night?” he asked.

I have only 27 minutes left, Holt thought. “Uhmm nothing Max, just wanted to know. Goodnight.” the cowboy responded a bit nervous.

“Ok...goodnight” with that the ringmaster left Holt alone a little suspicious but he he did not asked more, he was super tired to keep talking.

Holt looked at the wall clock, sighed a tiny laugh and rushed outside with excitement.

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At Colette Marchant’s appartment, the french aerialist was finishing to get ready for bed; she slowly walked downstairs to her livingroom and turned off the lamps little by little. She stoped what she was doing when when her wall clock rang. It was 12 o’clock of the night, her birthday had just started. Which made Colette exhaled a sarcastic smirk to herself. All of the sudden the woman heard a knock on her door.

“Oui? Who is it?” she asked but no one answered. Then the door was knocked again.

Colette sighed and headed to the door, she tied up the black robe and unlocked the latch. She slowly opened the entrance.

“If this is a joke is not funny---”

The woman was interrupted when, out of nowhere, a plate with a piece of chocolate cake with a burning candle on top popped in front of her face. The plate was held by one hand which started gently to turn, to show who was holding it. And in front of the entrance, Colette reccognised the man.

It was Holt.

“Holt...?” Colette was dumbfounded, she couldn’t believe what she was looking at.

The cowboy’s face was iluminated by the little flame of the candle, his smile couldn’t be any bigger and his happiness of what he was doing was practically contagious. After seeing Colette’s face clearly he began to approach her and then... he started to sing.

“Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you...” the french lady began to smile and walked backwards to give her friend space to enter her house while she was hearing him sing.

“...Happy Birthday... Colette Marchant.” Holt tried his best to tune and harmonize well her entire name but he failed a bit. Which made the lady laugh.

“Happy Birthday...to you” the rider finished and both adults connected their glances. Holt talked again, “Happy birthday, Colette.” he said with joy.

“Oh Holt, I just can’t believe this” the aerialist was still taken aback with emotion.

“Well, if I were you I believe it quickly ‘cause the candle will burn the cake very soon.” he joked to her, “Make a wish, princess”. he handed the cake to his friend.

“Tres bién” she said grabbing the plate “Let me think...” Colette closed her eyes like a child, thinking of her wish. “I got it.” she opened her eyes again and blowed the candle. Then she look at the rider’s happy expression.

“I would clap for ya, but...” Holt bowed his head.

“Don’t worry about it.”

“Oh! I’ve brought you somethin’ else. Wait here.”  Holt headed back to the entrance and knelt on the floor on the other side of the door. When he stood up and returned to Colette’s side, he had a tiny bouquette of lily flowers in his hand. “I hope you like these, I didn’t know what kind you like the most.”

“You braught me flowers too, ma cherie?” the aerialist beamed. 

“Why of course! Did you think my only present for ya would be hearin’ me detune?” he joked. “And I’m sorry if this is not one of those big fancy bouquetes, I really wanted to impress you. But this was all I could afford and I had little time.”

“I don’t care Holt,” Colette received the lilys and smelled them with pleasure “These are magnifique. Mercie beaucoup.” she thanked him with a tender grin.

Holt blushed “You’re welcome, is the least I could do. I wish to you a very happy birthday, a year full of joy”

“I hope so...” Colette muttered.

“What?” Holt asked.

“Nothing. I’ll bring some forks, I’m not going to eat this all by myself!” Colette teased and put the flowers on a vase and headed to the kitchen.

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Some minutes later, Holt and Colette were sitting on a couch, sharing the cake together.

“Mhhmm, this tastes delicious! Where did you get it?” the woman asked tasting the chocolate on her mouth.

“Dreamland’s caffeteria” the cowboy responded with same delight chewing  the treat. “I’ve bought it at afternoon hours ago, so I don’t forget.”

“Ah! So you have all this planned since the beggining, uh?” she stated interested.

“You can say that, although I was lucky Joe didn’t find it or else there wouldn’t be cake at all.” Holt teased winking at her.

“Oh Holt,” Colette laughed, “You managed to make me laugh, merci. The first minutes of my birthday and look with whom am I.”

“Crazy, huh?” Holt laughed with her, but then he talked again with a curious glance. “I don’t wanna to bother you, but knowin’ you, I thought you would be more excited for this day. Are you ok? There’s somethin’ wrong?”.

Colette lifted her head and looked at her friend’s eyes. She layed her fork on the plate and placed it on a table near by. “You know me very well, cherie. I cannot hide anything from you.” she sighed

“I knew it. Please tell me.” the cowboy placed his own fork on the plate “There’s somethin’...or somone bothering you?” he asked concerned and serious.

“No one is bothering me, it’s moi. Just moi.”

“How?”

“You know Holt... I’ve always loved celebrating my birthday, it was for me one of the best days of my life each year. But this last years... everything had been so... monotone.”

“I understand.” Holt nodded.

“I know it sounds childish but since I moved here at Dreamland, each birthday party I had was with high society snobs in those fancy and empty events, people who are not my friends, people I don’t know...” Colette bit her lip. “Now, this day turned out to be just another ordinary day for me, nothing special.”

“Don’t say that, it is a very special day.” Holt comforted her “It’s just you hadn’t had anyone to celebrate it.”

Colette gave him a small smile but made it disappear quickly.

Holt smiled back with empathy. he grabbed the lady’s hand continued “Although, you do now.” 

Colette glanced over him again with a bit of amusement, the cowboy squeezed tenderly her hand.

“Look princess, I’ll do anythin’ to make the day you were born special to you again, even though, “ Holt looked at the tiny bouquete of flowers and then at the half-eaten cake “this is all I can offer, is not much I know.”

“Holt, this is the most tender and sincere gesture anyone have ever did for my birthday. I love it!” the woman’s eyes felt a little watery due to the emotion.

“You’re serious?” Holt exclaimed with a grin.

“Oui, mon cherie” she squeezed back he friend’s hand, a teardrop fell from her cheek.

“Don’t cry princess” Holt wipped gently the tear ”Hey how about this? What if we make a party for you with my circus troupe, my kids and Dumbo as well? Would you like that?”

The Queen of Heavens’ heart skipped a bit, she covered and giggled like a girl. “You are offering me a party with your family, cherie?”

“My family it’s your family, princess. You’re already part of it.”

Not surprising at all, Colette’s tears fell with more strength. Mon dieu, when will be the day when I’ll tell this goof what I really feel for him!? she thought. She inhaled deeply and dryed her face with her sleeve.

Holt also felt emotional by looking at his friend, Damn, she even looks beautiful when she cries, the rider thought for himself, C’mon you idiot! Tell her what you feel!. “Colette.... “

“Oui Holt?”

“.....did you liked the idea then?” *you’re a stupid coward* Holt’s mind told him, kicking him inside. 

“Of course I like it” Colette beamed at him “And... speaking of birthday celebrations... how is it for you celebrating yours?” the aerialist asked with playful curiousity, “Tell me, and oh please, do not miss any deatail!” she leaned her right elbow on the couch’s back and rested her head on her right hand.

“Well...” Holt inhaled and rested his back on the couch’s back side “honestly, I have the same problem like yours, but in reverse.”

“In reverse?”

“Yeah, ‘cause now, as an adult, I enjoy it.... but as a boy, I hated it.”

“As a child you hated your own birthday!?” Colette questioned shocked at the rider’s statement.

Holt shrugged on his seat, “The thing is princess, now, that I have a family, that I have children, everything changed for me. You start to see things different and you start to appreciate stuff you didn’t appreciate before.” Holt said looking fondly at the french woman, “Now that I have Milly and Joe, and at the time, Annie, may she rest in peace. My birthday have more meaning for me.”

“I understand, mon amie.” Colette nodded in comprehension.”But what I do not understand, is why as a garçon, a kid, you hated your birthday. All the kids loves those days.”

The Stallion Star sighed “Because the day I was born... was also the day... my mom died, when she gave birth to me.” his throat felt a little tight.

“Oh cherie....” Colette said with empathy, caressing her friend’s shoulder.

“That’s why as a boy, my anniversry was a constant reminder that my mom gave her life for me and she’s no longer with us, or with me...”

“I know what are you feeling Holt, but somehow, your mum lives in your heart  and  as you said before, you’re not alone.” Colette assured him with a soft look.

Holt smiled at her again and placed his hand on top of hers that was on his shoulder. “I think princess, as we mature, is natural we don’t get too excited for our birthdays as we used to.” he explained staring at her hand.

“You are right on that.” Colette agreed. “We are in our fourties, can you believe it?” she stated with an amused tone, looking at the ceiling.

“Yep” Holt widened his eyes.

Colette lowered her face from the ceiling to glance over the rider once more, “We are getting old, right cherie?” she questioned out loud tired.

Holt turned his head to see her directly and gave her a sympathetic expression, “Yeah...yeah you’re”.

With that Colette turned her own head to face him with a gasp, shocked eyes and moth full open at such answer. 

Holt covered his mouth with his only hand and started to giggle like a kid. Not expecting once he looked at her beautiful blue eyes again, she smacked him with a portion of chocolate frosting from the cake leftouts at his face.

“You idiot! Imbecile!” Colette protested like a teenager.

Once Holt received her sweet revenge he stayed mute, trying to wip away the frosting of his eyes. “Ok... I deserved that”

“Of course you desverved it!” Colette grumbled.

“I’m sorry...” the rider apologized.

“On how ridiculous you look right now, I think is fair to forgive you. We are even.” Colette said with a teasing smile.

Holt’s hand slid to the table, “I’m sorry for what I told you...” and all of the sudden, he dipped his fingers on the frosting on the plate as well and wipped it on Colette’s nose, surprising her. “...and for this.”

The lady flinched at the harmless attack and gave him an annoyed glare at her friend.

“Now we’re even princess.” Holt said with pride.

Colette rolled her eyes and cleaned her nose, but after a few seconds, both adults bursted into laughter admiting how funny the other looked covered in chocolate.

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The End.

[headcans-oneshots-and-stuff]

Independence

Requested by a super-duper-amazing anon

can i get a oneshot in which Batsis is very independent and lives on her own (basically like Jason) but the batfamily wants her back to the Manor and they invite her for dinner and stuff?? A lil angst and lots of fluff?

I hope you like it. It kind of escalated, making it way longer than I intended and it‘s more Angst than Fluff...Way more Angst than fluff. Hope you‘re not disappointed

Warnings: It’s Angst. Much, much Angst. Not as bad as you’d thing tho. And it ends with fluff. And some swearing.

Word count: 3096

Summary: Basically what the request says

The silence filling the empty flat was deafening, surrounding you like water in the deep sea. It was always the same thing. You came home and opened the door to the un-furnished hall, walked through an almost empty kitchen to take a soda (one of the only things in your refrigerator) and ended up in your bedroom.

There were only three things in said bedroom, a bed, a suitcase full for your suit and weapons and a carton with normal clothes. It had been like this for all your past accommodation. You never bothered to really furnish or decorate, since you knew it would only last for a few months tops. None of the places you stayed at ever felt like home. They never did.

The only place you ever called home and whichever really felt like it, was the house you grew up. Wayne Manor.

But things have changed, you have changed.

With a sigh, you sunk down onto the bed peeled your mask off of your face and flung it into the corner of your room. You took your pillow from beside you, placed it behind you and laid back so that only your legs were dangling down from the side of your bed.

It was then that you realized the stinging pain in your side and remembered the bullet that hit you earlier. A groan left you when you realized that you were most likely bleeding all over your bed and would need to change the sheets later. Your own well-being was not really your first priority, in fact, it wasn't even in your top ten. Not anymore.

The sound of your window creaking made you sit up just enough to aim your 'Emergency'-gun at the door that leads to your room.

"I'm so not in the mood for fighting, so I'd really advice you to just turn around and leave," you shouted, even though it was more sarcastic than anything.

"It's me Ukthi," your youngest brother said, appearing in the doorway. You were happy to see him, but you knew better than to show it. You just fell back onto the pillow, careful laying your hand onto the part of your suit that was ruined and bloody in order for him nor to see it and grunted: "What do you want Damian?"

He looked unsure for a second, surely not having expected such a hard tone after not having seen you for five months straight. He was used to you basically suffocating him with hugs after being gone for the weekend, but now...now you reacted cold. And the look on his face broke your heart a little bit, but you knew that it was the right thing to do. Or at least you hoped so.

"Did Bruce sent you? I told him I'd contact him if there was something important," you said, rolling your eyes. Damian's eyes widened a bit when you called your shared father by his first name, something you've never done before, but he tried to not let you see how unsure he was. But you did. He was transparent for you.

"No. Father didn't send me... But he mentioned that he thought about inviting you to dinner this Friday and...uhm," usually you would have teased him for not wanting to outright say that he was worried for you, but this time you just ignored it. You huffed, but finally stood up, your back turned to your brother.

"I don't think Friday works for me, I have some business to attend to," it was a straight-out lie, but Damian didn't know that.

By now the blood loss from the bullet wound made you slightly dizzy and you were glad when you heard Damian's footsteps. I seemed like it made you dizzier then you thought, then contrary to what you thought, one of his hands landed on your arm, meaning his footsteps were coming in your direction.

"Please. I-I don't know what exactly happened that caused you to move out and," he made a short pause and you felt the need to lay your hand on his, but fought against the urge, "-and I understand that you don't tell me, but please," your breath hitched a bit, he rarely said that voice in such an honest fashion, "It's not the same without you in the manor. Father is getting even more distant than usual, without another girl in the manor Cass is feeling alone, Tim tries to help her, but it's not the same, it's not like the way you managed to do, the only times she is acting the way she...uhm...should, is when Steph or one of the other girls is visiting," he withdrew his hand and you felt a cold shudder run over your heart, something you were used to by now, but it hurts none the less.

"Tim and I manage, we're both used to the way it was before you came to us before you became part of our lives, but that doesn't mean it makes it easier. Jason doesn't come as often as he used to, even Dick is rarely seen anymore, we all depended on you, you know," his voice was timid and made you feel ashamed of yourself, "I know it's not fair, I have no entitlement to demand so, but please, come back to us." The tears were pricking in your eyes, but you held them back like you always did.

"Damian," you started, turning your head to look at him, the look on his face reminded you so much of how you felt when your mother left you, when you begged her to come back to you, and it reminded you of how painful it was for you when she didn't. At first, you wanted to deny him, to stay strong, but all those memories stopped you from doing so, but you couldn't give in fully either, "I can't say I'll come back, I- I don't know if I even can," you began, but before you gave Damian time to comprehend what you said, you continued: "But I think I can make some time for Dinner on Friday. I'll come around at 6 p.m. You think that would work?"

For the first time in months, you allowed yourself to truly smile, it was only for a second, but it was a real smile.

"I think that should work," Damian said with a small smile as well, "see you on Friday?"

"See you on Friday," you confirmed.

As soon as he was gone through the window, you collapsed onto the floor. That Bullet really took a toll on you, it angered you, but you knew you couldn't patrol until the wound was closed enough to not let you bleed out as soon as you started fighting.

"Fuck," you groaned but managed to get up on your feet again. With support from the wall, you made your way into the almost jokingly tiny bathroom and ripped the drawer over the sink open. You searched through it with drastic movements that made half the stuff (empty painkiller bottles mostly) fall out and land beside you on the floor. As soon as you found the gauze bandage, some cotton and disinfectant, you shut the drawer again and sunk down onto the toilet.

After you overcame the burden that was taking the suit off without getting into even more pain, you cleaned the wound as good as you could and took the gauze. You bit your lip and carefully stuffed it into the hole that led to the bullet still impaled into your intestines.

“That‘ll have to do,“ you mumbled and sank down from the toilet to the cold floor which embraced you like a frosty hug. At this point, it was impossible for you to keep your eyes open and they immediately shut, sending you into the dark world that was lead by your nightmares.

The Days leading to Friday were painfully slow, especially since you couldn‘t go on patrol like you‘d like to and the would in your stomach would just not stay shut for once, making every move at least very, very uncomfortable. But not moving wasn‘t a change either. You still needed to get the money to pay the rent.

Bruce had told you oft enough that he could pay, but that would only send you deeper into the mindset you already had, the mindset that had established itself ever since you‘ve begun to distance yourself from your family. So you refused and instead started to work as one of Gotham's private investigators. At first, you thought it would just be a way to pay the bills but by now you actually enjoyed it. It helped you forget and it helped you relax, something you really needed.

Your latest client has just left your office (the first room to the right in your Appartement and all in all the only room that had more then five peace’s of furniture and looked at least somewhat comfy), when you looked at the clock over the door and saw that it was time for you to get ready for dinner.

You didn‘t really have much choice clothes-wise, since most of them were bloody from the ever opening wound and had to be washed, so you settled for a simply form-fitting black T-shirt, high-waisted jeans that would sit above your wound in an attempt to keep the (new) gauze in it ‘in it‘, brown boots and a Trenchcoat to help you against the chilling cold. Nothing too special, but also not to unfitting. You should be good to go.

You‘ve already drawn your phone out of your pocket with the intent to call yourself a taxi since you only had a bike which you couldn‘t ride in your condition when you opened the buildings front door to see one of the black limousines of your father drive up. A warm feeling settled in your stomach when you saw the man who partly raised you step out of the front door.

“Hello Mistress Y/N,“ Alfred greeted you, a warm smile settled on his lips. “It has been quite long since I‘ve last seen you.“

“I‘m sorry, Alfie. It has been...“ you searched for the correct word, “busy.“ After you hugged him, you looked around in confusion, “What are you doing here anyway?“

“Oh, Master Bruce sent me to drive you, since he knows you don‘t have a car yourself.“

“But I have a bike,“ you said, knowing that Alfred had no idea of your current handicap.

“Yes, indeed, but it‘s a cold night and-“ before he could finish you interrupted him. “And he hopes that I stay for a while,“ the tone in your voice was bitter, but the bitterness wasn't really aimed at your father.

Alfred made no further comment to your interruption but opened your door for you to enter the car.

The drive to the Manor was silent, but pleasantly so. No pressure. Not yet.

When the car was parked in the garage, Alfred opened the door for you yet again and led you into the main building where you already heard different voices coming from the dining room. You had expected your father, Damian, Cass and, if he was not to tired or busy, maybe even Tim, but now you identified the voices of not just those four, but also your two older brothers Jason and Dick.

“They are all here?“ you asked Alfred quietly, not really trusting your voice.

“Yes, Miss Stephanie, Miss Harper, Miss Barbara and Mister Duke wanted to be here as well, but your father said something about baby-steps and someone having to patrol.“

You nodded and took a deep breath, getting ready for the hell that would be unleashed upon you in only seconds. Alfred opened the dining-room door and said: “Mistress Y/N has arrived, I‘ll give you some time to catch up, dinner will be served in about fifteen minutes.“ You walked into the room and all eyes immediately landed on you. You cleared your throat before giving an awkwardly “Hey“.

In order they all greeted you. The first one was Damian, who tried to keep his ‘tough‘ persona up and so didn‘t hug you, slightly smiling at you, quietly thanking you for keeping your promise, followed by Jason who gave you a half-hug-half-handshake combination, causing you to have to bite the inside of your mouth in pain. You wouldn‘t let them see your pain...you couldn‘t.

Tim and Dick both gave you bear hugs that luckily, due to their height, didn‘t hurt you any further. The whole time you had a tight, just somewhat off, smile on your lips, that only got real when your eyes met Cass‘.

God, you‘ve missed her. Of course, you missed all off your family members, but Cassandra and you always had a special bond, you could communicate without words. One look was enough. She was the only one who knew and understand why you had to leave. She tried to talk you out of it but accepted her defeat once she saw how determined you‘ve been. You weren‘t so sure anymore...

Cass took your hands into hers and smiled at you, looking right through your eyes into your soul. “Hey Pumpkin,“ you greeted your little sister and let one of her hands go to caress the top of her head. The only one left was Bruce, your father, who looked at you with a pained smile. He missed you so much. He didn‘t know why you left the manor. He tried to pinpoint the moment when you decided to leave, but he couldn‘t find anything different.

You had just healed after some time having to rest after a mission gone slightly wrong when you told him that you had to take some time for yourself, get some distance between you and them. You didn‘t tell him why or when (or if) you‘d come back. It threw him back to the time Dick moved out and somewhat also to the time Jason died, how he never really became the old one again. He had hoped so badly that that wouldn‘t happen to you.

“Hello Dad,“ you said, the tight smile back on your lips. He didn‘t respond, he just took you into his arms and gave you the tightest hug he could without knowingly hurting you. The problem was that he still did. Normally it wouldn‘t be a problem, but with the wound in your stomach, you felt your skin pierce and felt the area on your stomach get wet. Besides that, a pain roared through your whole body that made you scream in agony. Bruce let you go in shock, maybe thinking that he was the one who hurt you, which caused you to fall to your knees, your arms tightly pressed against you under-upper body.

You were immediately surrounded by the others. They all asked what could be wrong and held your shoulders in support, which caused you to momentarily forget the pain.

“Stop!“ you shouted, making them all back off slightly, “Please. Just stop.“

The first one to recover from the shook was Damian, who then kneeled down in front of you and laid one hand on your shoulder. “But Ukthi...You‘re hurt. We just want to help you,“ he said, earning a few agreeing noises from the others. The mix of pain and emotions made tears well up in your eyes and finally spill over, causing your next words to be interrupted and followed by sobs.

“Bu-but you-you shouldn‘t,“ a few harsh breaths rippled through your body, “You‘re always helping-helping me b-back up and I fall down none the- none the less. I can‘t do anything alone, I-I can‘t even manage the easiest missions. I‘m s-such a burden to all of you,“ even if you would be able to see anything through your blurry-tear-stained-eyes, you still couldn‘t, since your eyes where directed at the floor in shame, “How can you not be annoyed by me?“ you quietly mumbled, the tears now streaming down silently.

That made all the pieces fall into place for Bruce. You thought the failed mission shortly before you left was your fault. On the inside he cursed himself out for not noticing further, he had just overseen that you were hurting.

He gently pushed Damian away from you and sat down beside you, pulling you into his lap.

“I‘m so sorry Y/N. I should‘ve realized what was going on. Please believe me when I tell you, you‘re one of the best things that ever happened to me, I wouldn‘t know what I‘d do without you, without any of you. You have never been, nor will you ever be a burden to me. What happened wasn‘t your fault. None of it. Mistakes happen and that‘s all it was: a mistake.“ His works soothed you, but it was hard to let everything, you made yourself believe in the last few months, go. But you could try. For their sake. The way they looked at you and the way they worried for you showed you, that your siblings and your father did not think of you the way you thought of yourself. For them, you were a treasure and they hoped they could show you why they thought so. Engulfed in the biggest group hug ever, you felt at home, you felt safe again. You even Managed to forget the pain. Cass didn‘t. She came to your other side, remembering how you held your tummy. She gently moved your arms away from your body and carefully touched your T-shirt. The red liquid that drenched her fingers made her gasp softly.

“Y/N, what happened?“ she asked, directing the attention of the other males in the room to her and her hands.

“It‘s nothing,“ you started, but immediately noticed the looks in their eyes, “I got shot on my last patrol. I have been at home for the past week, but it‘s just not healing.“

“Was that the reason you didn‘t look at me when I came over?“ he asked and you nodded silently.

“I believe we‘ll postpone dinner until later and now go and get Misstress Y/N fixed up.“ It was Alfred who said that and broke the mega-group hug apart.

Maybe it was time to go back home. Go back home and stay. Because nothing is as good as home and family.

[mercss]

The sound of a door opening.

He quickly closed it behind him when he entered the appartment. 'Mercury...' Memories started replaying in his head, of the red hooded huntress on the verge of crying. He tried putting one foot in front of the other, stumbling, almost as if he was disoriented. 'It's.. Yang.' He felt nauseous when he walked in the bathroom, but he didn't have the will to vomit. 'The mission was going well, but I got careless..' He couldn't stop the voices. Looking himself in the mirror, his vision was hazy, as if he couldn't recognize the man in front of him. 'I fell in a trap that had been set up by bandits..' His grip on the bathroom sink only grew tighter with each word that came from his own mind. 'Yang.. she saved me from falling in it.. but her aura was exhausted and she.. she..'

With a loud frustrated yell, that could probably be heard across the whole building, Mercury's right fist collided against the glass mirror in front of him, shattering it completly, aswell as bruising and cutting his own knuckles, drops of blood already trickling down his arm. A warm liquid ran down his cheeks, this time, it was clear instead of a deep crimson, and it felt like it wouldn't stop ever. An anger fueled Mercury left the bathroom seeing red, determined to destroy the first thing he set his eyes on, which, in this case, was the dinner table in the living room. The piece of furniture fell against the ground with such force that it broke in half.. However, only than it hit him. Their framed picture, the one of their first date.. was on top of said table.. Frantically, he got down on his knees, throwing aside parts of the table, searching with panicked eyes.. until he finally found it. It was the first picture they ever took together.. The brawler and the ex-assassin were making stupid faces as they took the selfie, and they both ended up laughting afterwards.. He hugged the slighly broken frame to his chest, as tighly as he could, repeating over and over again "I'm sorry.. I'm sorry.. I'm sorry.." as more burning tears fell from the corners of his steel grey eyes.

With the framed picture in hand, Mercury moved to the couch, resting it on his lap as he sat down, his thumb tracing the blonde's features on it. He bit his lip. His mind still couldn't believe it was actually happening, as if hoping she would fall from the sky like a reignited phoenix, but, deep down, he knew it was all impossible. Rummaging through the left pocket of his pants, the ex-assassin took out his scroll, praying that he still had her pictures.. Although, he stopped, once he saw something. A small number, a one, on top of the app that received his voicemails. With a trembling hand, Mercury's finger tapped gently on it, and it opened..

'Hey Merc!' Silent tears fell from his eyes, when he immediately realized who that familiar excited voice belong to. 'Me and the team are going out on a mission!' Ugly sobs left his lips while the audio continued, hugging the framed picture even tighter in his arms now. 'But you better have taken care of the dishes in the sink!' He had.. for a change, Mercury had taken care of the whole appartment by himself, in hopes to suprise her.. later. 'Anyway, before we take off, I just wanna say-' No.. no.. please don't.. don't make this even harder.. 'I love you!' The energetic way the blonde huntress yelled out her feelings to her scroll.. broke Mercury inside more than it was supposed to.. his body felt numb, even if his knuckles were still bleeding, and the tears had not stopped falling either. That.. was the last memory he had of her, of her warm voice..

Mercury continued playing the audio.. again and again and again.. the whole night, until his scroll finally ran out of battery, and he fell asleep. Numb to the world around him.

[creativebeast18]

Never let go

FINALLY, I’M DONE

I had a rough time this last couple of months, and all the schedule I had made to write just fell apart. But when I was feeling the saddest, my cellphone broke and had to get a new one. It’s my first Android, and I had no way of passing all of my contacts and apps, so I had to contact lightdusk96 for help to set my discord account.

I’m sorry I took so long writing this, I’m still managing time with university and rn, this si all I could do. I don’t think that I’ll be able to write for a couple of months. But, you never know!

This si set on the Teen Titans and The Judas Contract movie, and the flashbacks on amix between the old Titans and some Young Justice characters, because...I can. I like the interactions between some characters from both worlds. And I’m really sad that YJ didn’t add Starfire. (this is why we have fanfiction, right?)

Enjoy!

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Both knew something was wrong. Yes, they were moving forward and were going to live together. But it seemed neither of them were talking. While Starfire took some books out of one box, Dick tried to make some conversation.

“You know, babe, when you agreed to move in together with me, I really didn’t thought you would bring this much weaponry”. He said as he tried to accommodate an axe and a knife on the already weapon-crowded wall. 

“If you don’t like them…” His plan had backfired. Why didn’t he just asked if she had forgotten something on the tower? Or if she liked the view of the appartement? Partially, he knew all the nervousness and awkwardness weren’t his fault. Moving in with someone wasn’t that easy. Both had lived together before, yes, but never shared a room permanently, or the bathroom, or anything else besides the kitchen. He kept thinking that maybe he had rushed to much, that maybe if he had stayed with her for a while on the Tower (and had made the room soundproof), then he should’ve popped the question.

So many things could go wrong now. Dick remembered when he had bought the place: he had imagined them sitting on the couch watching movies, about a thousand times; or in the kitchen cooking something together, about two thousand times; or the mornings waking up in each other’s arms, about a million times. Everything seemed so perfect in his mind back then. So what had gone wrong between that moment, and now? 

“No, no, they are great!” He went to hold her hands, but she still looked at the ground, avoiding his stare. This was it. He couldn’t take it anymore. He had to apologise. “Look, Kori, if you think this is too soon, or you aren’t sure yet if you want to live with me, I completely…” but he was cut of unguarded by a sweet and anxious tone.

“What? No, of course I want to live with you! More than anything!” As Starfire lifted her eyes, she catched a look of relief and surprise on her loved one. “My discomfort is not caused by our moving. It has made me very happy that you asked.”

Richard smiled nervously and held Kori by the waist. Still concerned, he asked “What is it then? Is there something I can do?” With this, he hoped that she would talk to him, but she looked at the ground again. “Please, Star, I want to know, I care more than enough about you to get hurt by something you say about me.” He lifted his hand to her cheek and stroked it. “Please, I’d do anything” he said as he touched her forehead with his, hugging her, almost as if they wanted to be close to each other and never let go.

“Do you think I’m a good leader?” asked her, while looking at him with sad eyes. He felt a chill on his bones, not sure where this was coming from. “After training with the team, you had a briefing with them...without me. I...I know it’s natural in a way, you where their leader before and I believe they still see you that way” Starfire finished. All the time she was talking she cursed herself. She thought this was just a minor thing, something she shouldn’t be bothered by. Maybe if she had just held it in, if she was stronger, she questioned, maybe she wouldn’t be about to have a silly argument with her boyfriend.

“Kori, look at me” said Richard, still holding her face in his hands, like if she was, is and will always be, the most precious thing he could ever come close to. “You are, undoubtedly, unquestionably, the most amazing leader I have ever come to know. When I worked with Bruce, he tried to lead me in the same path as him, and it was so dark, I was afraid that at the end I wouldn’t recognize myself anymore. When I lead the Titans, I doubted myself every week, and working solo too. Were it not for you, I would have failed a long time ago. It’s only because you have been here, in my life, that I have been able to overcome all of that and more.”

At this point, Dick didn’t need to say more. Star was hugging him desperately, almost like he was her lifeline, like he was the sun she so hopelessly needed to survive. She tried to clear her throat from the crying she was hiding, but to no avail. “So, you don’t think I’m weak, or that I’m a bad example for the others?”

“What? No, not at all! The reunion was to plan Terra’s birthday with us, I just didn’t want to tell you yet because I knew you had to pack. I thought I could tell you later -  Plus, weak?! You are the strongest person I know. And you know why?” asked Dick. He held the beautiful alien woman in his arms, looking down at her emerald eyes and planting kisses all over her face: her forehead, her cheeks, her nose, and finally her lips.

Starfire returned the kiss tenderly, laying her head in the crook of his neck, breathing in his scent. “No, why?” she said as Richard lowered his hands to her waist and allowed them to sit on the sofa, still not letting go of each other. He took her left hand in his right, and layed it over his heart. With his other hand, he stroked her hair softly, taking in all of her figure.

“It’s because you never back up from anything. You aren’t afraid of showing your emotions, or defending anyone who’s in need. And even when things weren’t going so well, you always took it with a smile. That is one of the things I love about you. You have always been brave, and non apologetic about being yourself, even if others laughed or didn’t understand. I think it’s what made me start falling in love with you in the first place.” He explained, looking at the ceiling as to hide his blushing. Yet, Kori could see it clearly in his face, as well as feel his heartbeat speeding up.

“And since when have you known that? That you were in love with me, I mean”. She was trying to make him nervous, she had always thought he looked cute when he was like that. It had become almost a game for them, to tease each other and make each other blush. Dick looked at her startled, almost shocked by her question. Starfire started to giggle, so that he knew she did it on purpose. He laughed too and threw his head back. Kori re-accommodated herself so that she could plant a peck on his lips. Richard caressed her face with his thumb and recalled the memory.

“Well, I think it was when we were in high school. It was almost six months since the Titans had started studying at Gotham Academy, thanks to Bruce, and of course, eventually there was a dance. I think it was for the Winter Solstice or some other thing. I had always avoided the school dances, but all of you wanted to go, so I thought at least I should accompany you. The day before, I remember being sit in my bed, reading a book, but not really paying much attention to it. You knocked on my door…

FLASHBACK

“Hey, Robin? Zatanna, Miss Martian and I were about to go out to… Are you alright?” Starfire had now fully entered the room and had closed the door, as she knew Robin appreciated his privacy.

“Yeah, everything’s fine. Don’t worry about me” he said with his eyes looking down, he really felt defeated. At the same time, he didn’t want her to worry about something so silly. 

“No, I know everything is not fine, it was clear when I looked at you, and you know why?” Richard crooked his head to the side, was he that obvious? “You are holding the book upside down” Star said while pointing at the novel. Dick lifted it up and looked at the cover. Damn, he must’ve looked like an idiot in front of his crush. He sighed and threw his head back, disappointed at being discovered.

“I’m sorry, I...I’m just nervous, I’m not really excited about tomorrow night” he said defeatedly. The memories rushed through his head and he couldn’t help but tremble at the fear. “What an idiot I must seem, over something so silly” he thought to himself.

“Why is that? I have heard our friends be very excited about tomorrow. That dances are a way to let go and have the fun” said Kori. Now she had removed her shoes and was kneeling on top of the bed, hands above her thighs. 

“That’s not always the case...Ever since I was a kid, I was treated differently at dances. At first I thought they were being apologetic because of my parents death, but then, I began to realise the truth. No one really cared about me, they cared about the money I would own one day. It was almost as if I was a walking wallet: people used false words and fake smiles to get what they wanted from me. They never meant it - I never meant anything to them, other than money and business. Bruce didn’t make it better either: he knew we had to keep appearances, so he made me take classes in etiquette, classic dancing, piano, and all sorts of fancy stuff. I was never a rich kid at heart” Robin said, taking a breath and sinking his head in his hands.

He felt all of life’s weight pulling him down, he was drowning in sadness and sorrow. He wasn’t strong enough to do this. What was he going to do tomorrow? All of his friends were counting on him, and he was paralysed, useless to them like this. His desperation was cut off by a hand caressing his shoulder. He looked up, surprised at the touch.

“I completely understand what you are going through” Richard sat crossed legged, his left hand taking her right one. She then cupped his hand between hers, and stroked it as to calm him down. “As a princess in Tamaran, I also had to learn proper etiquette, and all of the royal traditions we had. To me, it was quite boring, and while my parents did manage for me to have a happy childhood, my biggest fear was that they would be disappointed of me not acting my part, and embarrassing them. But here, on Earth, I realised that appearances don’t really matter, and that I should not be ashamed of being myself.” Robin squeezed her hand, yet, he still didn’t feel determined enough to go tomorrow.

“What if people take pictures? Or what if someone looking for money comes up to me? Damn, only by thinking about it I can’t handle it. What am I going to do?” Anxiety was overflowing from every word he said. Kori couldn’t take it anymore.

Starfire then stood up, placed both her hands on his shoulders and almost screamed at him: “How many times do I have to tell you?! You don’t have to do it alone! You have us! If you are afraid people will catch you in a photo, we’ll let security know and then they’ll take care of it, or we could tell cyborg to hack his phone for the rest of night!

Kori let go of him, realising that she was screaming, and tried to find better words to describe her feelings. All this time, Robin was sitting in bed, anxious, confused, and still a small part of him felt like there was no hope for tomorrow, until she continued: “Dick, you are my best friend, so to me, that means that if you are having a bad time, I should and WOULD do anything for you to feel better. I could not be happy until you were alright again”. Starfire was now looking down, mostly because of embarrassment, showed by her blush.

What she didn’t realise was how what she said had changed something inside Richard. His heart started to beat fast, his palms were sweating, it was hard to breathe. He didn’t know at first what this sensation was, but he knew what he had to do. Confidence and determination filed his veins and tensed his muscles; he stood up, and hugged Star with all his might.

“Have I ever mentioned you are the best?” He let go of her, both smiling at each other. “Sorry, you said you had to go somewhere, right?” Robin slowly wiped the tears that had formed on the corner of his eyes, struggling to speak.

“Huh? Oh my God! You are absolutely right! The girls are waiting for me to go get dresses for tomorrow!” Star picked up her shoes and put them up as fast as possible. Suddenly she stopped and looked straight at Dick. “Do you feel better about tomorrow, then? If not, I can go shopping later…”

“Kori, I feel perfectly fine about tomorrow, thanks to you. So, go buy everything you need for tomorrow, and I’ll see you later tonight, okay?” said Richard as he walked her to the door, and smiled at her just before closing it. When he heard her running footsteps die down, he finally felt like he could breathe again. He supported himself against the door, and slid down until he sat on the floor. All of his world was spinning and crumbing, his heart beat so fast he could swear this is what Flash felt like. Starfire was definitely his crush, but now? Now she had to be the love of his life.

END FLASHBACK

“...And that was it for me. From that moment on, either it was you, or nothing at all”. He looked at Kori lovingly, and planted a kiss on her forehead. “No one but you has ever made me feel like that, not even close. You have always been the one, there was never a question in my mind” He got cut off when he saw the hardest and reddest blush Star had ever mustered, and smirked. “Good lord, you are cute! Hahahahaha, now who’s blushing?” He planted another kiss on her nose, and rubbed her cheek with his hand.

Koriand’r pouted at the gestures, which of course he found even more adorable, and tried to reverse the situation. “Well, actually, I knew that I was in love with you the day after that”. Dick lifted both his eyebrows, giving away his interest on her story. Starfire giggled a bit as she put her thumb on her bottom lip, a gesture she used to do when she thought and that Nightwing loved. “So, the night of the dance, we agreed to meet directly on the school…”

FLASHBACK

They really needed to hurry. They had taken way too much time on their make-up, could not decide on which shoes, and all of this minor details had made them late. Late, to one of the events that was most important in Starfire's life: her first dance with her friends, and possibly Robin too.

So, there she was, in a limo Bruce lent for this night specifically, and arriving an hour late. This was not supposed to happen. She was supposed to be there for him, and was worried she had let him down. She promised him and herself a perfect night, and this was not it, not in the slightest. Her ankle kept going up and down, a failed attempt to calm herself down. Miss Martian had noticed this, and placed her hand on top of Kori’s. “I’m sure everything will be ok, they are probably having fun. What I can promise you is that this anxiety will definitely won’t help you have a good night”.

“But how can I fix this? Robin wanted this night to be different from all the times he had to fake appearances on the Wayne Manor, and I wanted to be there to make sure that it happened that way. He may be mad at me to have to deal with interested people and me not being there for him makes me feel like I have disappointed him in a way.” Starfire sunk her head on her hands, pretty much defeated. How could she face him now?

"Okay...I must admit, I've never seen you like this. And I think I know why this matters so much to you" M'gan said, eyeing the other alien girl curiously and rubbing her chin. Kori looked at her surprised, blushing terribly. Before she could have the chance to speak, the martian continued. “Hey! Don’t be shy! I had kinda figured it out before.” Star slumped back and sighed. What did it matter now? She had broken a promise to the person she loved the most. She was heartbroken

“Look, don’t beat yourself up over this. Dick will understand, I’m sure of it, and you know why?”. Koriand’r shook her head. “Because he is your best friend, silly! Believe me, he’ll understand.”

The tamaranian girl threw her head back, looking at the car’s ceiling. “I don't know if we’ll be friends again after tonight. He used to have terrible memories of this kind of events, and I wanted to change that. My only hope is that somehow, he has become invisible and no-one is talking to him just because of his fame.” Starfire stared at the window, trying to focus on something else. Maybe the lights on the city and the stars in the sky could at least cheer her up, now that she probably would lose the best friend she ever had.

“I get where you are coming from, but you shouldn’t forget something. You guys have been friends for such a long time that I know for sure nothing will ever separate you two.” M’gan started playing with her necklace, as the precious memory of her and Conner came to mind.  “There are feelings that are stronger than others, and I don’t think that even if here were mad at you he would stop being friends with you. If I had a coin for every time he cared about you, I could have paid the limo.” Both laughed at the joke, the first time Star had smiled on the whole day. “When I met Conner, I made ton of mistakes, I’ll never forget when I used telepathy with him for the first time.” Kori lifted both her eyebrows in curiosity, as she had never heard the story before. The martian noticed this and explained. “He hated it, and I thought he would never forgive me, but look at us now. Dating for a year and a half, and happier than ever.”

Starfire squeezed her left wrist, the epiphany sinking in. Of course he would understand! This is Robin she was talking about! The guy that told her no one could take her place, that it didn't mattered to him how she looked, the person that was always there for her and made her happy with just his presence. Yeah, maybe they were late, but that didn’t mean they could not make the rest of the night amazing. It was a good thing they were a block away from school. 

With a step full of confidence, Kori got out of the limo with all of her female friends. This was their night. They headed inside to find the rest, but Star was suddenly pulled into the janitor closet, much to her surprise. Her fighting senses kicked in, and immediately punched whatever was in front of her. She heard the other person duck and yelp in fear.

“Star, it’s me!” said a very scared Richard kneeled on the floor and reaching out to turn on the light. Kori gasped in surprised and kneeled too. “Don’t worry, you just got the wall” he said, pointing at the crack that had formed on the wall. 

Dick would have asked if she was okay, if she wanted to go get something to drink, told her not to worry about arriving late and that she really hadn’t missed anything. But the moment he took his eyes of the wall and laid them on his crush, the words had left his lips. His breathing got heavy again, his heart pounded heavily, his palms were sweaty just from the sight in front of him. Starfire was dressed in a beautiful purple dress that got down to her knees. Sequins and various shimmers adorned the top and the skirt, flowing with the curves of her body. From the top of the chest to her shoulders the dress was sheer, and her hair was pinned to her right side, adorned with a butterfly shaped headpiece and curled beautifully. This allowed him to see the curve of her neck and how the light reflected on her soft skin. Yesterday he was so in love he thought it impossible to be in the same room with her without looking ridiculous. Now, he felt like if he didn’t kiss her right now, he would die in the spot.

“I...I….I-I...Umm…” Koriand’r looked at him puzzled, wondering if he was worried about something, or angry at her. "You..you...beautiful." Richard, realising how ridiculous he sounded, stood up and offered her a hand, all the while scratching his neck in awkwardness. "I mean, you-u, tonight...um." Dick took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. He took her hands in his, and looked right at her beautiful emerald eyes. "You look very beautiful tonight, Kori. In fact, I-I think y-you are gorgeous right now."

There was no doubt in his words, for more shy that he seemed; to his crush he was telling the truth. Starfire blushed deeply, stuttering as well in her response. "W-why, t-thank you, Richard. You look v-very handsome tonight as well." She stared at him, her pupils got dilated, her heart beat as fast as it could, she felt a tingling down her back. Damn, I must have caught something, she thought. Never in her life had she heard or felt something like this. It felt like a drug: the more she took, the more she needed. And inside of her, she knew the only one that could ever make her feel this way, was Richard. "Oh, I completely forgot! This is a dance, right? We should go dance!" She said, trying to distract herself from the situation and not ridicule herself. She was relieved when he nodded and then they ran to the gym, to have the night that would begin it all.

END FLASHBACK

"And that's pretty much how it happened. You were always so kind to me, have always been my best friend. It was a mix of all of that and of what happened at the dance." Star had been rubbing her lover's chest during the while story, but now she stopped and set her eyes on his. "When you called me beautiful, and gorgeous, despite the fact I had thought I ruined your night, I think I didn't just feel butterflies in my stomach, but fireworks". Starfire beamed the brightest smile she had ever showed. Dick responded by cupping her face with his right hand, rubbing the back of her neck. 

"I swear, each day that passes, I think you are more beautiful, more gorgeous, more kind...just, more YOU. And it makes me crazy, because it makes me love you even more each day, even when I don't think it's possible, you somehow manage to make me love you more." Nightwing sat up, making Star sit with one knee on each side. He held on to her waist, feeling like if he let go, life would not make sense anymore. “I love you so, so, so, so, so much, I think it hurts when you are not around.” He sunk his head on the crook of her neck, as she stroked his hair lovingly.

“I will never love someone as strongly as I love you. I would do anything for you, no matter what it was. Your happiness means my happiness, and I don’t know what I would do without you. Without your love, I think my life would not be worth living.” Koriand’r took his head between her hands, and then let them fall on his shoulders. “I promise I will love you until the end of my days, until my last breath leaves my body and every part of me has died. As long as there’s a cell of me living, I will keep loving you. You are my everything.”

Richard could not help himself anymore and kissed her passionately, one hand on her waist and the other behind her head, intertwining his fingers between her hairs. He let his tongue go inside of her mouth, exploring it. Starfire didn’t complain and kissed back just as hard, pressing her chest with his and taking her time with the kiss. Both got distracted and lost balance, and were now lying on the couch with their legs intertwined. The make-out session got more intense by the second, with none of them wanting to stop. If was as if the other was their lifeline, the only thing that kept them alive. Their blood rushed fast through their veins, but after a while, both had to stop to gasp for air. Their lips parted and laid next to each other, panting and recuperating from one of the best kisses they had had.

A couple of minutes passed, enough for Nightwing to form a sentence. “You know, I think my favourite memory from that night, was the dance that we shared.” Starfire played with Dick’s hair and planted a kiss on his cheek as she listened. “All of the guys knew that I liked you, and kept teasing me all night about me asking you to  dance with me. Remember our faces? When we were dancing with everyone else, and suddenly the music changed from a fast pace to a slow dance?” Richard grabbed a picture from one of the boxes, a picture that both cherished. In the photograph, they were both standing together, holding hands, and staring at each other. They were so lost in each others eyes, they probably forgot the camera was there in the first place.

Nightwing looked at his girlfriend and handed her the picture, then got up from the sofa and went to get his cellphone, leaving her to remember their first dance together. A hand suddenly  popped between her and the framed photo. “Care to dance?” he said, with a charming voice he knew she loved. She got up an left the photo on the couch. Richard started playing Are you lonesome tonight, and both held each other as they slowed dance, hearing the others breath and heartbeat, and never letting go.

FLASHBACK

They had been dancing for about half an hour, and both of them seemed to have the most fun they had had in a long time. Although both first memories of dances were not ideal, this night surely was. To all the kids on the school, this was a great moment that could not be improved in any way. That was of course, until Cyborg and Wally started their prank on Robin. The dancing music changed from a classic DJ song to one of teenagers worst nightmares: a slow dancing song. Most people started to leave the dance floor, to save themselves from the embarrassment. Who would want to be teased the next day about being “romantic” in front of everyone. Dick could already think of most of school making fun of him if he decided to stay and dance.

Robin knew this had to be a joke from his friends, most probably making him uncomfortable in front of his love. Well, he wasn’t going to let them. And Kori wasn’t going to let this opportunity pass either. Both straightened their backs and confidently said “Would you like to dance?” at the same time. Both gasped at the other’s question, but then shook with laughter. 

As the laughs died down, Richard made a reverence, and Starfire responded. They giggled before coming closer, preparing to take the first step. As they started to dance, they began to make small talk. “What is this song called?” she said as she looked down trying not to step on top of her crush’s feet.

“It’s from a guy named Elvis, he died a long time ago, but his songs are still really good. This one is Are you lonesome tonight. Do you like it?” Dick couldn’t help but find cute how she kept looking down, being careful on each step taken. However, he missed looking at her eyes, and with one hand lifted her chin up. “Relax, you are doing great.” He showed her a smile that sent shivers through her back and almost melted her legs.

“Y-Yes, sorry.” She came closer to him, almost enough to feel the air coming out of his nose. “And to answer your question, I think I do.” She finished her sentence as she placed her head on his chest. Robin was surprised at the gesture, but let it happened anyway. In some ways, it seemed almost...natural.

While they were twirling around, he caught the sight of Victor, Wally, and Conner, all with open mouths at the sudden flop on their prank. Dick would have normally stuck out his tongue, or winked at them, but not this time. This moment was way to perfect for something else to distract him from it. He calmly laid his chin on top of her head, and breathed in the perfume of her hair. Yeah, this was their night, it didn’t matter who was watching them, who played pranks, who took pictures. Because when they were together, the rest of the world didn’t exist. Without the other, they didn’t exist. So they would not part ways, and not let go, because each moment they were together was by definition, perfect.