#You're free to do whatever you want. Umm and other things she said

[melangedmess]

So a random makeup tutorial of Halsey out of all people popped up in my YouTube feed and decided to watch it and honestly it was so relaxing? I liked listening to her voice, it was calm and filled with positive vibes

[only-luce-the-goose]

Tinge of Jealousy

A/N: Helloooo again! This is a separate part of a previous request. I'm thinking of writing for other drivers, like Ollie, Kimi, Paul, the Papaya boys, maybe the Ferrari boys. I've only written for Arthur (Ive got one for Ollie) and i was thinking of doing others, obviously after I've finished the ones I'm currently writing. lmk if anyone has any ideas!

Arthur Leclerc x reader

Warnings: little jealousy/possessiveness but not a disgusting amount, creepy men at a bar

Based off this part of a previous request:

“Or maybe something about him being a little jealous and possessive not in a grotesque sense like I had to defend her from someone in a bar or something, like her being too nice by not wanting to walk away so as not to hurt the other person even if it's bothering her (that happens to me often haha😅)”

Arthur had an amazing race weekend, consistently holding podium positions the whole time and to celebrate you both decided to go to the club. You rolled up in Arthur's car, him jogging around to the other side of the car to open the door for you and help you out. He was wearing a light button-up shirt, which accentuated his biceps nicely, with dark pants. You were wearing a dark red dress which showed off all the right places, dipping into your cleavage. You walked into the club, hand in hand.

You found the rest of the drivers and some of their friends and partners. You left Arthur with them as you went to buy drinks. You wander up to the bar, aware of the numerous sets of eyes on you as you walk. You take a seat and tell the bartender your drinks. You've just pulled out your phone to respond to a text from your parents when a figure sits next to you. Initially, you ignore him until he presses the off button on the side of your phone. You look up at him, pissed that he would touch your property. "That's better" the creepy man grumbles.

He had to have been about 6'2, maybe in his mid to late thirties. He had an unkempt, ginger beard and you could tell he was already balding. He was big, with broad shoulders, lumberjack-looking, and scary. His eyes told you things you didn't want to know. "What's a pretty young thing like you doing in a place like this? he murmured in your ear. "I'm here with friends, actually. Just, uhm, waiting for our drinks". Your hands became clammy and started shaking, you were taking shallow breaths, trying your hardest not to freak out. You have never hoped for someone else to be watching you.

"Arthur, mate. I think your girl needs saving. She looks really uncomfortable" Lando spoke to Arthur over the loud music. Arthur looked over at the bar to see you trying your hardest not to panic, however he couldn't see the man who was creeping you out. He made his way over to rescue you when he saw the size of the man. He turned around and walked back to the group. "Hey, umm, guys?" he stammered "I need your help getting Y/N away from this guy". Charles, Lando, Oscar, Carlos, Max, Esteban, Pierre, Logan, Alex, Ollie, Kimi, and Paul all looked at Arthur concerned. "What do you mean, mate?" Kimi asked.

He motioned the group over to where they could all see the man who was trying to harass you, who now had his hand on your thigh and was whispering in your ear. "As much as I was to go punch that guy in the face, I would not win" Arthur said they all gaped at the sheer size of him. Arthur started walking, the 12 drivers hot on his tail. Arthur wrapped his hands around your waist and kissed your temple, silently telling you that it was him. "That's my girlfriend you're touching, mate, and you are way too close" Arthur declared, the other drivers staying just out of sight for now. The pervert looked Arthur right in the eyes as he said "I don't see a ring, so as far as I care she is free to do whatever anyone else wants". Arthur felt you shrink into him at the man's ideals. "That is not what it means at all. I am taking my girlfriend and we are leaving"

Arthur moved to pull you up and into him, only to be stopped by the man grabbing your wrist and yanking you into him. "And how are you doing to that when I can easily bash the shit out of you" you shuddered hearing the way the creep was speaking to your boyfriend. Arthur looked the man in the eyes and said "Because I brought friends". You looked over Arthur's shoulder, noticing a dozen drivers all with their arms crossed and fire in their eyes.

The man followed your line of sight, his eyebrows raised as he backed off "fucking weirdos" he grumbled. You turned around and enveloped Arthur in a hug "holy shit that was scary, thank you so much" Arthur pecked your lips "You're welcome mon amour. You have to learn how to say no, though" he chuckled. You turned around and walked over to the still grumpy racers. "Thank you, boys, I had no idea how i was going to get out of that one" there was a range of responses consisting of "you're welcome" "anytime" and "of course" Ollie piped up saying "anything for our Y/N" which cause the other drivers to agree.

Arthur leaned down to whisper in your ear "They're wrong". You looked up at him confused, "You're my Y/N". His confession caused you to let out a laugh, "exactly baby, all yours. Let's go home now, yeah?' Arthur nodded, entwining your hands and leading you to his car.

[storiesbyjes2g]

3.66 Triggered

We left the club and went back to Oasis Springs to grab a bite before returning home, and Sophia was eerily quiet the entire way there. She didn't sigh or anything. Her clacking boots were my only company, and it made me worried. Officially ending things with Yasmine was the right thing, but somehow I managed to upset Sophia, too. I had to find out what went on in her head, but gently, so I let the silence linger until after the server left.

"Heeeey," she said hesitantly, "you're that yoga guy!"

"Uhh, hi. Have you been to one of my classes?"

"Me? Watcher no! I saw you on SimTube. You're even cuter in person!"

I took a quick peek at Sophia to check her mood. Too bad she had a killer poker face. I couldn't tell if she was genuinely amused or plotting my death.

"Umm...thanks. Can I get a cheeseburger and whatever the drink special is?"

She took our orders and left us to suffer through the awkward wait.

"Okay," I began. "I sense you are mad at me..."

Sophia shook her head.

"I'm just processing, Luca."

"Okay..."

"I'm surprised, and a little blindsided, but...should I be mad, though? Because, frankly, I didn't know there was anything to be mad about."

This was totally new to me, and I had no idea what to do. I felt like she was being real and looking for answers. On the flip side, it felt like a trap and I had to tread lightly.

"I don't think you should be mad."

"Please explain. This situation is triggering."

UGH! I was such an idiot. I thought I did what Dad suggested, making sure everyone understood the casual dating situation. But not only did I fail to tell them about each other, I was so in my head about falling in love with Sophia, I didn't tell her anything, and now she thinks I'm just like her douche bag cheating ex.

"I'm so sorry, Sophia. I didn't realize I created such a mess. Nothing is going on between me and her. I swear!"

"I know that, sweetie. I know you, and you wouldn't do that to me. But... I guess I'm just surprised that... I had no idea you were seeing other women."

"Yeah. I realize that now, and I'm sorry. So, like... You know about what I've been going through. I've wanted to be with you ever since our Social Bunny days. You were so easy to talk to, and I felt safe with you. I was so confident there was no one else like you, and that scared me. I didn't trust that the first woman who paid attention to me could be the one. It seemed too easy and felt like a trap, given what I know about my parents. I had to be sure, so I tried to date other women. Not because I wanted to find someone else, but because I didn't want to make a mistake...like my parents."

"It all makes sense now," she said.

"What does?"

"Why we didn't hang out more after the first time."

"Oh. Yeah."

"I understand what you're saying, Luca. We weren't in a relationship, and you were free to be with whomever you wanted. But there's a small part of me that feels a little betrayed, like you were hiding these women from me."

"I understand. Just to set the record straight, I wasn't hiding them. At least, not intentionally. I didn't know if I needed to tell you."

"Just for my own sanity...are we going to run into anyone else you've been avoiding?"

"No. Yasmine was the only one I actually dated. My neighbor in San Sequoia was interested, but I never felt right about asking her out. I consider us friends, so I think she'll be happy for me when I tell her."

"Alright. Anyone else?"

"No. Well, I have another friend...Maira. She's one of my best friends, actually. I was open to dating her because we got on well and she was a good sim, but our friendship just never went that way. I actually told her about you before I asked you out, and she wants to meet you."

After Maira and I had that conversation, I had to reckon with my feelings and name them so I could deal with them properly. Since then, I discovered a distinction between loving someone and being in love. Love wasn't always romantic. I loved my parents; I loved my sister; and I loved Maira. Having love for her didn't mean I wanted to threaten my relationship with Sophia. It just meant I cared for her deeply and would always be there for her...as a friend. End of story.

"Her last name wouldn't happen to be Watson, would it?"

"You know her?"

"Not really, but her sister, Rashidah, is my best friend!"

"No kidding! Small world."

"Yeah... I do think it's kinda weird your best friend is a woman, but if she's important to you, I want to meet her too."

"To be fair, my sister is my best friend, but I get it. I would love to have more males in my life, but I honestly haven't met any guys I really click with."

She covered her mouth, trying to straighten her face, but her cute little laugh broke through anyway.

"Uh oh," I said. "What now?"

"You're a ladies' man, Luca!"

"Why would you say that?"

I knew she was joking, and what she meant, but it still triggered me. If there was one thing I absolutely did not want to be, it was a ladies' man. I always thought of myself as a one-woman man. But here I was, having this awkward conversation after hurting not one but two women. That didn't make me a ladies' man, but I never wanted that kind of complication in my life.

"I'm sorry! I was just kidding, baby. Seriously, I don't mean it."

"I know. Look, I'm really sorry for making you feel insecure. All of this is new to me, and I didn't know what I was doing. But I'm really glad how it all turned out. I'm with you now, and that's all I've ever wanted. Even when I was with her. Are we cool?"

"Of course, babe. This isn't big enough to break us. Just a minor hiccup."

"Okay. I love you, Sophia."

[c-m-stuff]

Hickeys

Spencer Reid x Female!Reader

-Description: You and Spencer are having a secret relationship. But, a certain mark on both of your bodies, exposed you.

-Warnings: Fluffiness, mention of smut

-Word count: 884

-Note: (Repost from Wattpad, feel free to send me requests!) Thank you so much, for all the commenting and votes on my stories. I really appreciate it! Love y'all! <3

Masterlist

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Y/N POV:

I slowly opened my eyes, the sun shining on my body. I peacefully turned around, facing my beautiful boyfriend. To my surprise, he already was staring at me.

'You're so beautiful.' he admitted, with his morning voice. Gosh, I love his morning voice.

'Also a good morning.' I chuckled, as I felt my cheeks getting red, blushing from the compliment.

'Spencer, you're gorgeous.' I spoke, giving a good look at him.

A smile grew on his face, as he took me in his arms. Hugging me, and kissing my forehead, sweetly.

'Those hickeys look definitely great on you.' he mentioned, both remembering the events of last night.

'Well, I can say the same thing about you, love.' I said, giving a kiss on his neck, where the hickey was placed.

'But, I think, we have a problem for tomorrow. The team will notice.'

We didn't told the team yet, about us. We are planning to, but just not yet. We love, keeping this little secret, just a little longer between us. Not only cause we like the privacy, also it is pretty excited not to get caught. Especially, to profilers.

'Maybe it fades away by then. I'll go make some coffee.' he answered, causing me to pound by the loss of contact. Automatically, I grabbed his hand, not letting him move.

'Sweetheart, you love coffee in the morning. We both do. And, I will be right back.' he cooed, smiling, as I finally let go of his hand, and let myself fall back on the mattress.

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Spencer's POV:

I smiled at her adorableness, while I went to the kitchen. I made some coffee, as I suddenly heard a knock on my apartment door. I placed the already made coffee on the counter, and walked towards the front door.

I opened it, as their was surprising and confusion on my face. Their stood Morgan, his eyes a bit concerned.

'Morgan, what are you doing here?'

'I came to check up on you. You seemed yesterday a little distracted and it looked like something was bothering you. Is everything alright?'

The surprising and confusion quickly faded, as a small smile appeared on my lips. It felt good, to know he actually cares about me. He wasn't wrong, though. The last case, hit me hard. And, I guess, I was a little distracted yesterday. Obviously, back home,

(Y/N) had noticed, and comforted me, while we talked about it. That helped a lot.

'I'm fine now, but why didn't you text me?'

'You can easily lie on a phone message. It's harder to lie, when I'm in front of you.'

'Well, thank you. I really appreciate it.'

We both gave each other a small smile, as Morgan's eyes got wide.

'Ohh, pretty boy, what didn't you tell me?' he asked, chuckling, and so ready to tease me, about whatever he was talking about.

'What do you mean?' I asked back, getting nervous.

'Something definitely happened. Has pretty boy, a secret relationship or did you get a one night stand?'

'MORGAN!'

'Come on, I need to know. Your hickey betrays everything.' then, the realization hit me like a bullet, I completely forgot about the mark on my neck.

'Umm, there-there is no one.' I managed to speak out, but Morgan didn't buy it.

'You better tell me, pretty boy. Or else, I'm gonna assume you had a one night stand.' now, I have to tell him. The last thing, I want, is that he thinks, I had a one night stand.

'There is this girl.'

'I can't believe, you have a girlfriend. Who is she? Do I know her?'

Just then, we heard footsteps coming from the bedroom.

'Spencer, where is the coffee-'

She walked in, stopping immediately her sentence, when she saw Morgan. She was wearing one of my shirts, which was too large for her beautiful figure. She looked amazing.

'No way! Pretty boy and pretty girl?' Morgan spoke in shock, already laughing.

'I um-' I tried to say something, but I couldn't deny it anymore. The truth is out.

So instead of denying it, I decided to embrace it.

I walked towards (Y/N), who was still standing nervously, and gave her a gentle kiss on her soft lips. We both smiled into it, and pulled apart, as I rested my arm around her shoulders.

'Congratulations you two. You really are made for each other.'

'Thank you.'

'Thanks Derek.'

For a few moments more, we talked. To be honest, we answered his questions. Eventually, Morgan said goodbye, leaving the two of us alone.

'Sorry, love, I didn't know.' I apologized, as she shook her head.

'Don't worry about it, Spence. They were going to find out, eventually. I'm actually glad, now we don't need to do secretly anymore.'

'Now can everyone know, you're mine.' I spoke, teasingly, making her laugh.

'I'm yours, love. And, you're mine.' we shared another sweet kiss, before pulling away again.

'Now, make me some coffee.'

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[warmaidensrevenge]

Is it hot in here or is it just me?

Pairings: Steddie x Fem!plus size reader

If you are interested in my previous work or to catch up on a fic, click HERE.

A/N: Why hello babes. I know it's been months since I posted for this fic. But I was recently inspired to write for this. I was stuck for a long time. However, I think I found a little something. To those of you who haven't read this, please feel free to click on the link above to catch up. As always, thanks for reading. Feel free to comment that you love it or if you want to say you hated it. No pressure. Kay love ya byyyyyeeee.

I don't give permission for my work to be posted anywhere else. Please respect all creators. Also, all pictures used were taken from Google. I only made the collage with them.

Word count: 8,000 + (ope...long one.)

Warnings: 18+ No Minors please. Heavy smut, Graphic depiction of sexual situations, smut, anal, rough partner, language, angst and not proof read. If this is hard to read because of grammatical errors I sincerely apologize.

Summary: You want it all. But do both of your guys want it too?

Part 6

"Shit shit shit." You said to yourself as you ran from the kitchen to your room.

Steve was just about to get up when he saw your worried look.

" Sweetheart? What's going on?"

" I umm…uhhh…Erin's coming. I forgot she was coming over here today."

" Oh! Umm should we go?" Steve asked. Shaking Eddie awake.

Eddie grunted. " Ugh! It's too early Harrington."

You hurried and put on some jeans and a nice shirt. " No. I'm sure Erin's gonna want you to come."

That's when Eddie shot up. " What?! Your sister is coming?"

You gave him a thin lip smile. " Yeah babe. It's her birthday."

Steve got up and got dressed too.

" Uhh so what should I do?" Eddie asked.

You and Steve looked at each other. Was this really how this relationship was gonna be? Were you always gonna have to hide that you and Eddie were together too?

You shook your head. No.

" Eddie." You said going to him. " Babe get ready. You're coming with us."

He and Steve said 'what?' at the same time.

You quickly glanced at Steve then sat with Eddie.

" Babe. You're my boyfriend too. It's time you met Erin."

Eddie gave you a worried look then looked at Steve for approval.

" Sweetheart, are you sure? What if she shuns you or something?"

You didn't look at Steve but answer him.

" Hun, Eddie is an important part of this relationship." You cupped Eddie's beautiful face. " Please get ready Eddie spaghetti. I need you today."

Eddie nodded knowing fully well that he would never tell you no.

You smiled at him and gave him a quick kiss before going to answer the door.

Eddie got up and went to the dresser. Pulling out a fresh pair of boxers.

" Munson, I know you're freaking out but this is what she wants."

" I-I know. And I'm really happy she wants to." He said, pulling a shirt over his head. " I just don't want her to lose her family over it. You know how important they are to her. And you know how people are."

Steve patted him on the back. " Whatever happens man. We never let her forget that we're her family too."

Eddie nodded and tried to smile.

"Hurry up. And come join us."

Eddie watched Steve leave and heard him greet your sister. Steve was always so good with people. Everyone liked him. He was a sun amongst planets. While Eddie was a speck of dust that everyone wanted to get rid of. As long as he could remember, he felt like that. No matter who he was with. He always felt like he was a bench warmer. That was until you. You made him feel seen. Feel wanted and adored. So he had to do this. You did so much for him. Made him feel so good. He could do this little thing for you.

For you Angel.

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"Thank you Steve. I'm so happy you're here. Now you can join us for lunch."

Steve smiled at Erin. " I would love to come. As long as I'm buying."

Erin giggled. " Well who can say no to free food?"

" Well it's your birthday. Pretty ladies shouldn't pay for a damn thing on their birthday." Steve said, putting an arm around your shoulders. Giving you a kiss on your hair.

" Oh Steve. You better stop. Or you'll become my second husband." Erin joked.

You narrowed your eyes at her and huffed. " Over my dead body." 

Erin and Steve laughed. With Steve kissed your head again.

" So are we ready?" Erin asked.

You looked over Steve's shoulder to your bedroom door. " Umm just a second."

Steve and Erin watched as you went to the room.

" Babe?"

Eddie was sitting on the bed with his leg bouncing. You went to him and put your hand on his knee. He immediately felt calmer. 

" I'm sorry…I'm a little nervous."

You smiled sweetly at him. " That's okay. I'm nervous too. But I don't want to hide us. I want all the important people in my life to know we love each other too."

Eddie looked at you and touched your face with the back of his hand.

" No more hiding. Okay?"

He nodded and gave you a beautiful kiss. Meeting your forehead with his after. He whispered 'I love you' and stood up, holding his hand out for you.

You took a deep breath and took it. Leading him out.

You stood next to Steve holding his and Eddie's hand. " Erin. I want you to meet Eddie Munson…my Boyfriend."

Erin's eyes went wide.

Eddie held out his free hand. " It's uhh nice to meet you."

" Y-yeah." Erin stammered. " Erm Eddie is it?" She asked, shaking his hand.

Eddie smiled and nodded.

Erin looked back and forth between Eddie and Steve. " So this is…you guys are…"

" Yes. All three of us are together." You answered her unfinished questions. 

Eddie let go of your hand and wrapped his arm around your waist. Steve put his arm around your shoulder again.

" Huh. How does that work?" Erin asked with honest curiosity.

You were quiet. But Steve took your silence as his que. 

" Well umm we do normal stuff. Like what couples do. Just we do them with Munson too."

Erin nodded. " And how old are you Eddie?"

You looked over to him and he was staring at you with big round baby cow eyes. He was probably feeling the same way you were feeling. The conversation wasn't bad. It was actually going very well.

" I'm 20."

You smiled at him when he booped your nose.

Erin continued her interrogation. " And do you go to school too or do you work?" 

You tucked his hair behind his ears as he answered. 

" Both. I work at an auto shop."

" Really?" Erin sounded surprised.

Eddie finally broke the stare off to look towards Erin. " Yup."

" Cool. So my cars making this funny noise and-"

" Erin! No. Please don't-"

Eddie pulled at your chin to look at him. " It's okay pretty girl. Let me help."

Eddie took your breath away when he gave you those big eyes. 

You nodded. " Okay. But let's do it fast. I'm starving."

… 

The guys were perfect gentlemen. All afternoon they were absolutely amazing. From opening doors to paying for lunch. Honestly they were the best boyfriends anyone could have. And they were all yours. 

But today Eddie went above and beyond. He was chatting up a storm with Erin. While you and Steve just sat there enjoying the company. After lunch you guys took Erin to an ice cream shop and Eddie was putting on a performance. Doing a monologue from Star Wars. Making Erin laugh. Every now and again Eddie would look at you and just smile. With a thumbs up. You were so happy that Erin and him were getting along.

When it was finally time for Erin to leave she asked if you could walk her to her car. While the boys went to the apartment. 

" So…umm well this will be a birthday I never forget." She said.

You smiled.  " I hope that's a good thing."

She chuckled. " Yeah. I like them. Eddie is really a character."

You laughed to yourself. " Yeah he is."

There was this brief second of silence as you stopped to give her a hug. 

" Y/n. So I get that having two guys is fun and all… but there's gonna be a day that you're gonna have a choice to make."

You pulled back a little. " What do you mean?"

She sighed and let you go. " I like Steve. He's good for you. He has a bright future ahead of him, like you do."

" But?"

She took a step back and pulled out her keys. " But I have never seen anyone look at anyone the way Eddie looks at you…I can't really put my finger on it, but there's something bone deep with him. Like he would burn this world down for you. Like he worships the ground you walk on or something."

A little confused you took a sharp breath in to say something. But she stopped you before you could.

" Just listen. Zeke won't like this. You dating two guys. And I know he won't approve of Eddie…when it comes time to choose one. Go with your heart. And whoever you choose. I got your back."

" What-what if I choose both?"

She sighed again. " Y/n it's not going to work. Sooner or later one is going to get jealous over the other. And that's not going to be pretty…a friendship is going to be ruined and you'll be left with a broken heart. To be honest, I think the sooner you choose the less amount of hurt it will be."

At first you thought that she was wrong. That the relationship you had could work. But then you thought of the future. Getting a job in the field you were going to school for. Getting married and having kids. Sure you were still young, but you were always mature for your age. And you had a timeline in which you wanted things to happen by. But now being in this three way relationship kinda threw you. How was marriage and children going to factor into this? You could only marry one. And you never thought about how you would explain to your kids who their fathers were. This was also something you never talked about with your guys. And that was definitely a conversation you needed to have.

You gave Erin one last hug before she got in her car. Once she turned on her vehicle she rolled down the window.

" Y/n. Just so you know. If a guy looked at me the way Eddie looks at you…I would pick him."

You bent over to meet her gaze. " Jessie doesn't look at you like that?"

She scoffed. " Not since we were in highschool. But it's okay. Because, I know he still has it in him. It's just he forgot that I'm still that girl for him…and tonight I'm going to remind him."

You chuckled. " Eww."

" No offense to Steve. Like I said, he's a good guy. And clearly he is infatuated with you. I just feel like there's something missing."

You nodded and waved her goodbye.

While you watched her drive away you got in your head about it. Would you really have to choose? You were in love with both of them. But their friendship was more important than the relationship. You couldn't destroy that. Erin was right. You and Eddie had this raw connection, that kinda just happened the night you met. And though Steve said he was over Nancy. For you it felt like you weren't on the same wavelength. Could it work out? Could you keep both? Or did you have to give them up? Because you rather give them both up than to be the one that ruins their friendship.

It was a lot to process. And all you wanted to do was be in their arms. So you decide to get deeper with Steve. You had to. Because the thought of being without either one made your heart sink.

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Over the next few weeks the guys had been planning a special birthday surprise for you. Spooky season was without a doubt your favorite season. Not only because your birthday was in October. But because fall was the absolute best. The baggie sweater weather was perfect to hide your body. The different shades of oranges and reds were stunning. Hot cinnamon tea with a little bit of french vanilla creamer was your go to drink for especially cold days. But what you love the most about October was the first snowfall. It happened every year for as long as you could remember. And though it never sticks, it was always so gorgeous. 

However, this year was going to be much different. Now with Steve and Eddie being the loves you never knew you needed. Ever since Erin's birthday you tried your darndest to get into Steve's mind. He constantly told you how beautiful you were and how much he loved you. But Erin was right. There was something blocking him from opening up. 

You spent the last few days with just him. And though Eddie missed you like crazy. He understood what you needed to do. So the night before your birthday Steve wanted to do something just for you two. 

He picked you up and took you out to dinner. After he took you to the drive-in. The same one from the first date. Only this time it was empty and you guys had to sneak in. 

Steve led you to the benches that faced the screen. He had a small lantern leading the way. When you finally got to the spot, you saw that he had set up a makeshift bed. He had a small styrofoam cooler with drinks and snacks. You sat down while Steve disappeared for a second. Next thing you knew you saw the opening credits to a movie. Steve came back and sat with you.

" Henderson set this all up for us."

You smiled. " Aww that's sweet of him."

You both exchanged smiles then Steve grabbed a blanket and wrapped himself and you up. 

As the movie played you snuggled closer. Steve had picked the movie A Room With A View. It was a romantic movie that had the main character face a decision. Which wasn't too far from what was going on with you. 

It was hard to watch when you wanted to tell Steve what Erin said. But he was being so sweet and so lovey dovey right now, that you didn't want to ruin this beautiful date. 

Steve's watch went off. 

" It's officially your birthday sweetheart." He said giving you a long beautiful kiss after. " Happy birthday baby girl."

You hummed against his lips." Thank you hun."

" I have something for you."

You smiled and watch him pull out a small white box with a pretty pink bow. When you opened it, your mouth dropped.

It was a stunning gold necklace with a heart shaped pendant on the end. The glimmering tourmaline in the middle of the heart made your smile bigger. 

" Thank you. It's gorgeous."

" Here baby. Let me help you put it on."

You handed over the necklace and leaned forward for him to put it on. Lifting your hair in the process. You smiled down on the pendent and looked back at Steve. There was this distant look beyond his smile. One you hadn't seen before. It worried you. For a second you thought that he was going to say something awful. But he didn't.

" Sweetheart, I umm I know what you told Eddie. And I need you to know how sorry I am for adding more stress on you. But baby I need you to know that I do want all of us to be together. Sweetheart, you still make me so nervous. I swear that every time I'm with you I feel like I'm gonna say the wrong thing or scare you away. I worry about you and you're constantly on my mind. When I'm not with you I'm wishing I was. Seeing you always makes my day better. Hearing you laugh with that little squeak makes me so happy. You make it worth getting up in the morning. Well you and coffee."

You laughed and moved his hair away from his eyes.

" But seriously, I was always afraid to admit how I really felt. And maybe that was the reason Nancy and I didn't work out. But I'm glad it didn't. Because I found you. And I'm not gonna hold back. Not with you... Sweetheart you give me so much just being yourself. And I want to give you the world. Because that's what you deserve. I would do anything for you…I love you. And you will never have to choose between Eddie or me. Because we want this forever. A lifetime of you, me, and Munson."

You were stunned. With pretty much everything. The date, the necklace. But Steve's words meant so much more than any of it. For the first time this started, you never felt so loved and appreciated. All you could do was kiss him. One thing led to another and your bare body was being covered in kisses. Beautiful soft lips pressing tender kisses across your chest. Down to your tummy and between your thighs. Feeling Steve's mouth between your legs drove you insane. He was just so good at it. He knew exactly when to put his fingers in you. He knew exactly how fast or slow you wanted it. How hard and everything. Right now he was being kind. Slowly and gentle pumping into you while sucking on your swollen nub.

He was cursing under his breath while you turned into a moaning mess of a puddle. 

" D-daddy?"

Steve groaned. "Mmm. Yes baby girl." 

" Please. I need you in me. I need to feel you."

He pulled away, giving you two little kisses on either side of your thighs. He then grabbed one of your legs and turned you on your side. 

"Keep your bottom leg straight sweetheart." 

You nodded and he moved your top leg to a bend. His cock made you see stars. Everytime you were with him it felt like he was rearranging your insides. In the best way of course. But this position brought tears to your eyes. Every delicious thrust hit a soft spot deep in you that you couldn't contain your cries.

Steve wanted you so cock drunk that you wouldn't even remember how to talk. So he did some research in a little book called Kama sutra. And this particular position was perfect. He had a hand full of ass, pounding into your tight wet pussy. But the best part was still seeing the faces you were making. A mixture of pain and pleasure. Eyes screwed shut, with tears falling from the corners. Your cries and whimpers echoed out. The snapping of his hips into your bottom was fucking music. 

Your pussy clenched. Hugging Steve's thick long cock.

" That's it sweetheart…that's it…cum for daddy. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Cum for me baby."

Your core shook as your release covered him. But he didn't stop. He let go of your ass and moved your leg so that they were on either side of him. He hunch over you, putting an arm under your lower back and lifting you up a bit. 

" What are we at baby girl?"

"Y-yellow." You whimpered.

Steve nodded and slowly pushed himself in you.

" Can you give me one more? Just one more."

You didn't say anything. You were trying to concentrate. 

" Common baby. Please. I need one more. Just one more."

You bit your bottom lip and said a small 'one more'.

Steve grabbed the side of your neck and pulled you up a little to kiss you.

" That's it. That's my sweet girl." He cooed.

He thrusted harder and deeper. But stopped when he felt the spot that made you gasp.

" N-no. Please-please don't stop. " You begged. 

" I…baby-" he choked out as he started moving again. " I love you. God I love you so much… I want everything with you."

You looked deep into his pretty brown eyes as your body jolted upwards. " E-everything?"

Steve nodded. " Everything. House, babies, marriage…everything."

Your eyes rolled back. His confession aided in one of the best orgasms you ever had. 

"B-baby I'm-"

He came right along with you. When both of you caught your breath he laid down on top of you and kissed all over your chest and neck. Saying 'I love yous' between each and every one. After he rested his head in the crook of your neck while you caressed his back. 

" Did…did you mean what you said?"

He lifted his head and started stroking your hair while he grinned. " Yeah…I know all of us are still young. But…when you know. You know."

You smiled up at him. " Does Eddie feel the same?"

Steve's grin faded. " I…I think so. Never talked to him about that before."

You smiled. Eddie and Steve would be the best dads and partners. They treated you like a queen. So they were bound to treat any children you guys had like princesses and princes. 

" What're you thinking about sweetheart?"

"Just...you and Eddie. You both make me so happy."

Steve kissed you deeply and met your forehead with his after. " Just returning the favor baby girl."

...

Right after the date, Steve drove you guys to his parents cabin. Where Eddie was getting ready for your arrival. You were so tired that you almost fell asleep on the short drive. But as soon as Steve parked Eddie ran outside and opened your door. You smiled up at him as he leaned in and kissed you. 

" Mmmm. Happy birthday pretty girl."

You yawned a little. " Thank you Eddie spaghetti."

He helped you out of the car as Steve got the bags. Eddie then led you inside and you looked around. There were streamers and balloons everywhere. With a huge hand painted sign just above the TV. 

" Oh Eddie. It's beautiful." You grinned, hugging him tightly. 

" You're beautiful Angel." 

Steve cleared his throat. " Munson, let's get our girl to bed. She's tired."

Eddie frowned but agreed. He took your hand and led you to the master bedroom. He helped you out of your clothes and stared at the necklace. A part of him wished he could have gotten you something that pretty. But with the shop cutting back his hours, he barely could afford rent.

Steve had offered to help him out. But he wanted to do things on his own. So since he was low on funds he wrote a little tune just for you. He also had Robin help him make a cake. Then he and Dustin decorated it. 

All his gifts would have to wait until you woke up. He hoped that you wouldn't be upset with him for not getting you something like Steve's gift. 

You took off your bra and pulled on the shirt Eddie held over your head. Steve came over and held out your toothbrush. You smiled sleepily at him and he pointed towards the bathroom.

Once you closed the door Eddie sighed. " Why did you guys come so late?"

" Sorry man. Kinda got carried away." 

Eddie shook his head and changed into his pajamas. Steve pulled off his shirt revealing scratch marks on his back and hickeys on his chest.

Eddie chuckled. He liked when you marked him and Steve up. Claiming them as yours. He wondered when he could get his. You didn't do it often. But when you did, he and Steve absolutely loved it.

You came back out with your eyes barely open. Steve pulled back the blankets and called out to you. You smiled and went to him. He gave you a hug and a kiss on the forehead. 

" Common baby girl."

You crawled into bed with Steve and Eddie following right behind you. You turned to your side and snuggled with Steve while Eddie spooned you. 

The guys said goodnight to each other and Eddie kissed your shoulder. 

" Goodnight pretty girl."

You sighed a little in response. 

…

You woke up in the very early hours, thirsty and hungry. Your boys had you sandwich between them. So moving out of their arms without waking them took forever. But as soon as your feet hit the floor you quickly tiptoed out of the room. Before you went to get something to drink you looked around a bit. Trying to get your bearings. You found a second bathroom and went pee. Your vagina was a little sore, but other than that you were feeling really good. 

You went to the kitchen after and poured yourself a cup of tap water and started searching the cabinets for snacks. For some reason you were craving something sweet. 

Hmmm fruit maybe?

You went to the fridge and looked for something. You ended up finding some blueberries and a can of whipped cream. When you pulled them out and closed the door, Eddie was standing there. Making you gasp.

" EDDIE!?" You said in a very loud whisper.

He groaned. "I woke up hugging Harrington instead of you."

You giggled quietly. " I'm sorry. I was hungry."

You turned around and set the stuff on the counter. Eddie came behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. Putting his chin on your shoulder. 

" Can I have some?" He asked in his sleepy voice.

You nodded. " Open your mouth."

You turned around and he bent down a little so you could reach his mouth with the whipped cream. You gave him a mouth full, popping berries in your mouth at the same time. When he stood up he wiped the little bit of cream off the side of his mouth. But before he could lick it off you grabbed his hand and sucked his thumb clean. The way you slowly released him had him hard instantly. He pushed you against the counter. Putting both hands on either side of you. 

"Eddie?"

He got closer and leaned down to brush his nose in the side of yours. 

" Hmmm?"

" I missed you today."

He smirked. " I missed you too Angel."

He bumped your nose with his and you laughed a little. Making him so happy.

He let go of the counter and grabbed your hips. 

" Jump." He whispered.

You put your hands on his shoulders and did so. With his help he lifted you up onto the counter. Pushing the small plastic box of berries away. He pulled at your hips so that you were closer to the edge. He then went between your legs and lifted your shirt a little so he could grab your panties. You finally kissed him once they were off. 

"Ed…take it easy on me okay? I'm a little sore."

He nodded and kissed you softly. Gently pulling you closer. Your hands went to pull down his bottoms and boxers. Once his rock hard length was out you guided him into you. When he was fully in you, you wrapped your legs and arms around him. 

Eddie took you nice and slow. He was such a good lover. Making sure to say he loved you over and over again. His lips were on yours more often than not. 

As much as you wanted to cum. You really did miss him and wanted this to last longer than 5 minutes. So you told him that.

"B-babe. I-i want to cum. But I want you to keep going."

Eddie stopped moving and help you lay back. He pulled at your hips to move you back onto his cock. 

" Do you want to edge Angel?"

You bit your bottom lip and nodded. 

Eddie smirked. " Okay. Just tell me when it's too much. Then we can cum. "

You said a small 'okay'. Eddie then put your legs up and started moving again. He had you almost there about 3 times before neither him or you could take it. After the last one you gave him the go ahead to go as hard and as deep as he could. 

It was only a matter of seconds before you and he felt this white hot intensity. Your nipples hardened and every inch of your skin raised. Your hearing went as you finally gave in. Eddie's body hunched over as he continued to thrust shallowly until his balls were completely emptied. After he laid his top half on your soft tummy. Your legs went slack and your hands instinctually went for his head. He hummed as you lightly scratched his scalp. 

" Now I'm hungry."

You giggled. 

Eddie stood up grabbing a towel, wetting it with warm water. He cleaned you up first then himself. After he pulled up his bottoms and helped you with your undies. He then proceeded to pull out a cake from it's hiding place. You smiled so bright he couldn't help but chuckle. 

"Eddie it's so pretty."

He set it down next to you and went to grab a fork.

" Let's have some."

"Really?"

He kissed your forehead. " It's your birthday. You can eat the whole thing if you want."

You smiled again. " Why are you so good to me?"

He brought a fork full to your lips. " Well that's because I love you. And my girl deserves to be happy and taken care of."

You hummed as the sugary goodness danced on your taste buds.

Eddie smiled and took a huge bite himself. 

" This is so good babe. Did you make it?"

He nodded, giving you another bite. 

This little moment you had with Eddie was everything. You caught a glimmer in his eye as he grinned happily at you. You saw something. You saw your future. Years of this. Filled with love like this. It was such a simple thing. Eating cake on your birthday. But what it took for him to make it and decorate it. It was the time he took thinking about you. The love and care he had for you. And in this moment you knew. He was half of a whole. He was a part of you and you were a part of him.

" Can I ask you something?"

" You can ask me anything Angel."

You took a small drink of milk that he poured for you. After clearing your throat. The way he looked at you and smiled took your breath away. 

" Ed… do you ever think about the future?"

" Uhhh. Like future as in tomorrow or like a 5 year plan."

" 5 years?"

He put his hands on your shoulders and began rubbing them. 

" Well let's see. I hope by then we will all be living together. And Corroded Coffin will take off. Then we can all be happy. Just the three of us."

Just the 3 of us?

" Oh. So you don't want-"

" What are you guys doing up?" Steve said groggily.

Eddie and you looked over. 

" Nothing man. Just having some cake."

" Munson that was for the party."

" Party? What party?" You asked.

Both of your boys went silent.

" Eddie spaghetti?" You said in such a soft sweet tone it could have broken both of their hearts.

Eddie laughed nervously and rubbed the back of his neck. " I uhhh it was supposed to be a surprise."

Steve came over and started running his hand up and down your back. "We invited our friends and Erin." 

You looked at Eddie and he just smiled.

…

The day couldn't have gone any better. The guys watched as you played with your nephew. The way you smothered him with kisses and hugs made their hearts melt. Everyone was having a good time. Music was blaring and Steve was grilling. While Eddie was messing around with Dustin and the gang. 

Seeing your guys like this was so different from how they were behind closed doors. You liked this version of them. Entertaining friends and family. Stealing loving glances at you.

You were watching Eddie wrestling with Dustin and Mike. Another moment had passed when you saw your future kids playing with Eddie. Seeing him smile and laugh like that was all you could ever hope for. 

What is going on?

You shook off the thought. It was way too early to be wanting this. Sure the plan was to finish up school in two years. And by 23 or 24 you thought you might get married. Then start a family right away. 

But this relationship made you want it sooner.

…

After everyone was gone you took a shower. With Steve joining you. Eddie went into town to pick up some movies for the rest of the weekend. Scary ones of course. 

Steve made love to you while you both bathed. And though you wished Eddie would hurry and join. Steve could easily make you forget everything but him. 

Which he did. He had you bent over. Legs spread apart. Hands flat on the shower glass door. He had been so gentle and kind. That you wished he would do it more often. Not that him being rough was a bad thing. It's just refreshing when he takes care of you like this.

When Eddie finally came back he found you cuddled up next to Steve on the couch. Your eyes lit up when you saw him.

" Babe. What took you so long?"

Eddie frowned. " I'm sorry. I went home to grab something."

You pouted but held up your arms for a hug.

When he came you whispered in his ear. " Please don't leave again."

He gave you a kiss on the forehead. " I won't pretty girl. You got me and Steve for the rest of the weekend.

You held out your hand and he helped you up. 

" Go shower babe. Dad and I will set up the movie and pop some popcorn."

Eddie grinned and kissed your cheek before disappearing down the hall. You looked over to Steve and held out your hand for him. He gave you his perfect grin and took it. Hugging you from behind as you guys awkwardly penguin walked to the kitchen. Both laughing the whole way there.

Eddie took a quick shower and hurried to get back to you. When he came out he saw Steve lighting the fireplace and you were just setting down the bowl of popcorn and drinks on one of the end tables. Eddie snuck up behind you and smacked your ass.

You yelped and quickly turned around. " Oh you're gonna get it."

You moved towards him as he backed away with his hands up.

" No. Don't act all innocent. Give me your toosh."

Eddie chuckled and kept backing away until he hit a wall. You immediately took advantage and grabbed his hands. 

" It's only fair, Eddie. You spank me and I get to spank you…or…dad can do it for me."

Eddie had the biggest smirk and raised his brows. " Is that what you want, Angel? You want Steve to spank me?"

You let go of his hands and started playing with his hair. " I want what you want. We always do things for me…maybe this time we can do something you've both been wanting to do."

Steve walked over to you and moved your hair to the side. " What is that sweetheart?"

You looked over your shoulder at him. " Better if I show you."

You moved away from between them and started for the bedroom. " Could you please move the coffee table? And maybe lay a blanket down?"

The guys looked at each other and did as you asked. When you came back you had a medium size pink silk bag. You sat in the middle of the blanket on your knees. While the guys got on either side of you. Eddie tried to snatch the bag but you pulled away in time. He chuckled and kissed your temple. 

" What's that baby girl?"

You turned your head towards Steve. " A toy."

You pulled the drawstring back and revealed a pocket pussy. 

" I know it's not the real thing. But since I only have one. I thought maybe this could help."

Eddie grabbed your chin and pulled for you to look at him. " What exactly do you want to do with that?"

Your face got serious. "You like to watch right?"

A smirk grew on his lips. " I do."

" Well babe." You said inching your face closer to his. " What would you like to see me do with it?"

Eddie looked at Steve but you pulled at his chin. 

" Don't look at Dad. Look at me…what do you want Eddie?"

The way you whispered his name sent chills down his spine. He definitely liked you being in charge. Steve did too. Steve was actually enjoying the conversation you and Eddie were having. Something about the way you took the lead. No girl had ever done that before. It takes a lot to just be able to do this with them. But not only did you take it up so well, you were taking the reins more often than not.

" Eddie?" You whispered his name again ever so sweetly.

He was nervous. You saw his Adam's apple bop up and down and he started drumming his fingers on his thigh.

You put your soft warm hand on his and he relaxed. 

" Eddie. Don't be shy." You said getting to your knees and wrapping your arms around his neck. Slowly scratching his head. " Tell your Angel what you want her to do."

Eddie stared into your big beautiful curious eyes. What was it about you that made him want to give you everything? Like if you asked, he would burn the whole world down for you.

He smiled and pulled you so that you were straddling him.

" I want to watch you fuck Steve with that."

You bit your lip and felt your core throb.  Eddie then wrapped his hand around your neck and pulled you closer. Lips almost touching.

" Pretty girl…can I watch you fuck Steve?"

You nodded and kissed him. It got really heated very fast that you had to pull away so you could do what he wanted.

You stood up and went to Steve. He was sitting down leaning against the couch. Running his fingers through his perfect hair. You smiled down at him as you pulled off your pajama shirt. Steve's eyes were slits from the smile that was suddenly there. He sat up and slid his hands up your voluptuous thighs towards your panties. He placed one lingering kiss on your mound, then buried his nose between your clothed warmth. Bopping your clit and taking a whiff. With a soft groan he pulled away.

" Smells so good baby girl…can I take these off." He asked, snapping the elastic of your underwear against your skin.

You looked over your shoulder to Eddie and saw him palming his growing length watching the exchange. You looked back down to Steve and nodded. He quickly took them off. You dropped down and helped him take off everything. His long thick cock was harder than you've ever seen it. Your mouth watered seeing it drip with precum. You shimmied down his body. Leaving a trail of kisses along the way. Now on your side you moved to give Eddie a good view of what was about to happen. With your leg bent over Steve's you teasing him with your tongue. After a minute or so you got on your hands and knees.

Eddie's cock ached. Seeing you on all fours with your back arched and your big beautiful ass facing him was everything. He caught a glimpse of a silver plug with a bright pink gem and your perfect pussy soaked.

He smirked. My naughty angel.

He moved a little to see your mouth wrapped around Steve's head as you pumped him. Eddie's hand went straight under his bottoms and started stroking himself. He heard you softly moan as you took Steve deeper. Then you let go with a pop and moved a bit so Eddie could see exactly what you were doing next. 

He could have came at the sight, but he stopped touching himself so that this experience lasted longer. The first time this happened. He got way ahead of himself and came so fast. But not this time. This time Eddie was going to make sure you came a few times before he would allow himself. 

When you slid the pocket pussy on Steve, the sight made you impossibly wet. With Eddie watching you and Steve grunting made you feel on top of the world. 

Steve grabbed your chin, making you look at him. " Feels good."

You smiled at him. " What would it feel amazing?"

Steve leaned forward and whispered into your mouth. " Suck on my balls."

You kissed him quickly and leaned forward. Swirling around your tongue on each heavy ball.

That was it for Eddie. He couldn't take it anymore. He got up and went behind you. Grabbing one of your cheeks. Lifting it to expose your pussy more. He then grabbed his dick and pushed into you. Your head instantly went back with a gasp escaping you.

Still trying to focus on Steve while Eddie pounded into you was harder than you thought. It was always hard to focus on more than one person at a time. And you thought you would eventually get there. However tonight wasn't the night. You stopped moving your hand and squeezed your eyes shut. Eddie had never been this needy for you before. Nor had he been so rough. Yet here he was smacking your ass pretty hard and pulling your hair so that your back was up against his chest. Once you were up he wrapped an arm around your overhanging tummy and gripped your neck.

Eddie growled. " Yeah. Yeah. Fuckin' take it." 

Your cries got louder and Eddie was gone. He was so damn close. It was almost impossible to not cum. Especially when your walls fluttered around him. Giving him the indication that you liked when he was rough with you. He took that as permission to push it a little more. He then squeezed your throat a little and bit your shoulder. That's when your warm wet walls clenched him the tightest he ever felt. 

He let go of your neck and pulled gently at your chin. Giving you a harsh wet kiss while he came.

When he was done he loosened his hold on you and kissed where he bit you. You hummed and finally opened your eyes to find Steve smiling at you while he used the pocket pussy. Eddie gave you one last kiss before pulling out and letting you go. He let himself fall to the side and closed his eyes. Still panting.

Steve tossed the toy away and held out his arms. " Come to daddy sweetheart."

You gave him a little nod and crawled into his lap. 

Steve tucked your hair behind your shoulder and whispered. " Did you cum baby girl?"

You nodded again. " Just a little one."

He kissed your cheek. " Well, let's give you a big one yeah? Can you do that for me baby?"

" uh-huh." You whimpered against his lips.

Steve kissed you and lifted you a bit to align himself with your entrance. Slowly letting you sink into his lap. While moaned into his mouth you start rolling your hips. Steve then threw his arm around your waist and guided you into a little bounce.

" Good girl. Just like that."

You held onto his shoulders in order to get some support as you moved faster. 

" God I love your pussy."

Eddie opened his eyes after a minute or two and looked over to you and Steve. Seeing your hair bounce on your bare back while you hopped, combined with your heavy breathing got him hard again. When he sat up he felt a little bit of his cum dribble down his stomach. He scooped it up with a couple of fingers and went to you and Steve. Eddie first glanced at Steve then cupped your face. Making you meet his gaze.

He lifted his cum stain fingers and you grabbed his wrist and sucked them clean.

" Fuck! That's my girl." Eddie cooed. " Such a good little slut."

You gave him big pouty eyes. Like you wanted more of him. So Eddie had to oblige. 

Steve's mouth was now on your chest. Sucking bruises everywhere. Marking you up as his too. That's when Eddie grabbed Steve's knees and said.

" Hold on to your daddy pretty girl."

You did so and Steve held you a little tighter. Eddie then pulled both you and Steve down. Causing Steve to fall back, pulling you with him. Once you and Steve were comfortable again. Steve held you where you were and pounded into you. Hitting that sweet spot. 

Eddie then put a leg over Steve's thigh and put both hands on your bouncing ass. Flicking your cute little plug. Steve stopped ramming into you for a second so Eddie could take out the toy. Eddie leaned in and spit on your now empty hole. He then aligned his tip with the only open space left for him.

" Where we at Angel?" He asked. 

" Uhhh. Green-green." You answered breathlessly.

Steve kissed you then met your forehead with yours. " Eddie's gonna go slow okay. If it hurts too much tell me."

You nodded once more. Eddie then spit on his dick and spread it around.

You gasped as Eddie's tip split you open. This was a first. The guys always took turns with your lower half. But now you were incredibly full. Deliciously full. It felt otherworldly. Just a touch under overwhelming. 

When Eddie felt you relax he went balls deep. The slight discomfort went away and all you felt was immense pleasure. 

Steve then brought your attention back to him.

" I'm gonna move okay."

" y-yes daddy."

He grinned at you and started going the same pace as Eddie. You scrunch your eyes closed and buried your face in the slope of Steve's neck. 

The boys were doing an excellent job of making you feel good. So good that you felt this white hot fire burning deep within your stomach. But what pushed you over the edge was Steve whispering things in your ear.

" Mmm my sweet sweet girl…you know how good you would look with my baby in you…you want that? Would you like me to put a baby in that beautiful belly?"

You clenched. What was it about those words making you feral? 

"Yeah sweetheart?" 

Steve felt you nod and smiled. "Y-yeah. But you have to cum for me…Give me a big one baby girl. And you can have all my babies. "

Without warning you went over that edge. Letting the wave consume every inch of you. Your skin laced with goosebumps and your nipples hardened as your climax felt like it was seeping from your pores. Legs shaking, fingernails digging into Steve's arm, eyes rolling back.

Eddie couldn't hear what Steve was saying but he didn't care. Whatever he was saying to you, made your already tight suction cup of a hole hugged and pulled him in even more. 

" OH G-GOD!" Steve and Eddie said at the same time.

That orgasm lasted at least a minute and a half. You were officially out for the count. However, your boys kept going. Making it nearly impossible to not squirm.

" Yel-low!" You cried out.

Eddie and Steve looked at each other and nodded. You were almost to your limit. They both thrusted a few more times before Eddie pulled out and came on your bottom. Steve gave you what he promised. A pussy full of his babies. 

Once they finished you went limp on Steve. They gave you a few minutes before helping you up. You barely could keep yourself up. So Eddie held onto you while Steve started the shower. All of you squeezed in. You leaned against Steve while Eddie washed you up. You could have fallen asleep right then and there. 

Soon after the shower the guys got you dressed and into bed. The last thing you remember was laying in Eddie's arms with Steve caressing your side.

When Eddie heard your little moans he kissed your forehead.

" Harrington?" He whispered

" Yeah?"

" uhhh what did you say that made her cum so hard?"

Steve lifted his head. "Why? Did you not like it?"

" Yeah I did. I fuckin' loved it…I just want to know what got her like that."

Steve looked at you and smiled. " I said she would look beautiful with a baby in her. And I asked if she would like that."

Eddie's stomach sank. " You what?!"

Steve shot him a look when his sudden outburst caused you to stir.

" Munson seriously?! She needs to rest. We took a lot out of her today." Steve said just above a whisper.

" I-I know man. Sorry. But really? Now you guys are talking about that?"

" Uhh yeah Munson. We talk alot about our future."

Eddie clenched his jaw. Again he felt like a third wheel. Was that what you were trying to talk to him about? Did you want kids… now?

He looked at you and felt bad. He didn't want kids. He didn't even believe in the whole institution of marriage. Sure he wanted a person to love and be fully committed to them. But he was cynical. He thought that a soul mate wasn't real. That in order to make things work, you have to be able to accept that not one person in this world is perfect. However, on the other hand he never felt this way about anyone. He never felt such happiness. When he was with you, nothing else mattered. 

Eddie sighed. " Harrington I know we all want to be together. I just…" he tucked your hair behind your ear. " I don't want her to be disappointed if things don't happen the way you guys want it to."

" What does that mean?"

Eddie pulled you closer and gave you a little forehead kiss. " It means that I want her to be happy. I want her to have everything she dreams of having. And if the day comes where I can't give her that…I want you to." 

…

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[whats-wild-to-you]

The Perfect Plan (Jay Park fiction)

Epilogue

<Jennifer’s POV>

"You're doing what? You're going on a date with Simon?"

"It's not a date." Dana protested. "We're just grabbing dinner!"

"Yeah. It's a date. It would've been different if it was lunch, but dinner? Dimmed lights, nice music? He's taking you on a date!"

<a couple days earlier>

Are you free tonight? Jay is busy this weekend and I don't know what to do with myself.

I felt bad texting Dana so out of the blue. It's been a few weeks since we talked last, I was busy moving back to Seoul and she got swamped with work.

Umm...sure. I'll come by around 7.

When she arrived, she was on her phone texting, and she didn't put it away for one minute.

"Am I boring you?"

"What? No! Umm...sorry, it's just-"

"Work?"

"Not exactly."

"It's a guy? OMG, it's a guy. Do I know him?"

Dana looked at me sheepishly, while putting her phone down. "It's Simon!"

I remained quiet, not wanting to jump to conclusions. I had heard from Jay that he thought Simon started dating again. So Dana and him were getting back together?

"He called me a few weeks ago, he just wanted to check in, those were his exact words. We talked for a bit and then he suggested we could meet. So we went out for coffee a couple days later and we talked some more."

"About what? The weather, the current economy? Politics?" I raised my voice an octave higher. Jay never revealed the circumstances of their breakup to me, but I sensed that whatever Simon did, broke Dana's heart. She had become a dear friend to me, and seeing her hurt was the last thing I wanted, and I was willing to go to war for that.

Dana sighed, unsure whether what she had to say would change my opinion on Simon. But the fact that she tried anyway made me believe that those two had genuine feelings for each other.

"He had just ended a long-term relationship, I didn't know it at that time but apparently he was willing to marry that woman. But it ended and so he started dating casually. We met at a party, clicked instantly and I fell for him that night. He did too, I know he did, but he kept pushing me away, treating me like I was a fangirl. One day I confronted him, but he ignored me and walked away. A friend of his from the label heard our conversation and came to me afterwards. He said since Simon had a really nasty breakup, he lost trust in women and faith in love and it would take some time for him to open up to a woman again."

"And you stayed? And let him treat you like dirt? Because some other woman broke his heart? That's not your fault! Why should you suffer for it?"

"I thought he needed to see that not all women were like his ex. I stayed by his side as a friend-"

"Yet you wanted more!"

"After a while I could see I was slowly gaining his trust. We were still just friends, but in front of others he would be very protective of me!"

"Oh, Dana. No!"

"I know what you're thinking, but I wasn't imaging it. We had a bond!"

"Dana... you told me he ghosted you!"

"Anyway, that's in the past. He contacted me again, he didn't have to, but he did."

"He was trying to help Jay, I'm sorry if this sounds insensitive but he told me Jay was in pain and Simon would've done anything to help him."

"I thought a lot about whether I should tell you. I knew you didn't think much of Simon, but I sincerely hoped you would be happy for me!"

"I just don't want you to get hurt again!"

Nothing much was said after that, and Dana left shortly after. The truth was I didn't know much about Simon, just that he was Jay's best friend, and the one who got us back together. That made him a decent person in my eyes, but the stunt he pulled with Dana cost him some points. I decided I would have to get to the bottom of this, if nothing else than for Dana's sake.

<Jay’s POV>

It was already dark when I entered my new apartment I shared with Jen. It was past midnight, and Jen was obviously already asleep, so I carefully entered our shared bedroom, took off my clothes and hopped in the shower before I joined Jen in bed, pulling her close to me, allowing her to use my chest as a pillow.

"Were you working until now?" Her drowsy, muffled voice filled the room.

"We were rehearsing for the show tomorrow!"

"Right."

"Did I wake you?"

"I wasn't sleeping."

She reached out her hand, turning on the little bedside lamp.

"Can I ask you something?"

I immediately tensed up. I knew Jen wasn't a fan of me staying in the studio until late, or tagging along with friends who wanted to go to the club. And she definitely wasn't a fan of my female backup dancers.

"Sure, babe!"

"What kind of person is Simon?"

"What?"

She propped her elbow up, supporting her head in her palm, lightly tapping her cheek with her index finger. Her other hand drew lazy circles on my chest.

"It's just, I talked to Dana earlier and she told me about the time her and Simon first met, and that she thinks that they might get back together. And you mentioned before that Simon was dating somebody. Is it Dana? Please tell me it's her!"

"It's her! And Simon, he's had a really intense relationship before he met Dana. The breakup was, well, he didn't take it well. So naturally he didn't trust any woman he met and kept them at an arm's length. But he fell in love with Dana. Without realizing it, that fool! And when he realized, he pushed her away. Nobody knew back then, we all saw him being down and never knew the reason."

"What makes you think he changed? What guarantee is there that he won't go running for the hills next time he feels overwhelmed by his feelings?"

"I think we had a little something to do with it!"

"We? Us two? How?"

"I may have talked to him, after he confessed to me. Encouraged him to go after Dana if he still has feelings for her, said that if I can win you back he can win back Dana too!"

<Jennifer’s POV>

"Huh? Win me back? I remember it differently though!"

His brown eyes glistened in the dim light, a smile danced around his lips as he wrestled me and pinned me under him, his weight pressing on my body, exuding a sense of security.

"What are you talking about? I had a plan! I executed it. It worked, didn't it? How else would you be in bed with me now?"

"Excuse me? I was the one who mentioned a move back to Seoul first!"

"But I bought us an apartment months ago!"

"You bought it for yourself!"

"I bought it for you. And for our family."

"Don't joke about something like this!"

"I'm not! Haven't you noticed there are still two empty rooms?"

My mind went blank. All good and witty comebacks I had prepared vanished in front of my eyes as I saw Jay looking at me intensely.

"Where would you find the time to have a family? You're way too busy!"

"Say the word and I will drop everything!"

"I- You-" He silenced me with a kiss, instructing me to wait while he climbed out of bed and disappeared into the walk-in closet.

"I bought this months ago, even before I bought the apartment, even before we were separated." He opened his palm, revealing a dark red velvety box, like the ones that usually carry a diamond ring in them.

"I don't wanna push you in any way, but this is something that I wanted for a long time. I'm not being rash either, I just know what I want. I want you, and I want a family, a life, with you."

"I-" Tears were brimming in my eyes, I blinked them away, trying to gather my thoughts.

"Just take it, wear it around the house when I'm not there, see how it feels. I know this must be a shock, so I don't expect an answer right away, just promise me that you will really think about it."

I nodded my head furiously, tears staining the bed covers. But a wide smile was plastered on my face. It matched Jay's as he let himself fall backwards in bed, opening his arms so I could nestle in his warm embrace and fall into peaceful slumber.

<a year later>

The church bells kept ringing in that same upbeat joyful rhythm with my heartbeat matching it, beating excitedly in my chest. I kept fumbling with my dress in a desperate attempt to not get any creases on it.

Suddenly the door opened, the wedding planner stuck his head inside, looking left and right.

"Where is she?" He inquired, his eyes landing on me.

"Bathroom, throwing up." I casually answered.

"She needs to be ready in ten minutes!"

And with that he disappeared again. Seconds later, Dana emerged from the bathroom, a bridesmaid following her, making sure her dress remained clean.

"If people can't tell I'm pregnant from my belly, they'll sure notice it from looking at my pukey face."

"No one can't tell!" I assured her, fixing her makeup.

"It's just... I don't need people thinking Simon and I are getting married because he got me pregnant."

"No one's thinking that!"

Dana released the breath she was holding and inspected herself in the mirror.

"How are you feeling?" She suddenly said, locking eyes with me through the mirror.

"Me? I'm good! Yeah. Excited. For you!"

"Really? Then why do you sound more nervous than me?"

I chuckled, waving my hands in the air.

"You know you could be next, right?"

I looked down, in a lousy attempt to hide my smile, touching Jay's ring that was stuck firmly on my left ring finger.

"Yeah, I could be next!"

***

The End

[voxmortuus]

New Job | Chapter 2 - Did I Make A Mistake?

Billy Russo x F!Reader | Billy Russo x F!Plus-Sized Reader

Punisher Fanfic

TW: Angst, Questionable thoughts and ending actions, Angry Billy Russo, dominant Billy

Gif by @sun-summoners

This was it, the start to your new life, something you thought you would never do. After quitting your job after your meeting yesterday with Mr. Russo you had a new thought process, a new way of thinking, especially after how he handled that secretary of his. A part of you felt better than working as his secretary, but at the same time, one must start somewhere right? With a small sigh, you dress for work, putting on your best modest outfit for work. A black skirt that hits above the knee, a deep red silk blouse, a couple buttons undone at the top, your hair pulled back into a tightly slick ballerina type bun and a pair of your favorite black heels.

Sitting in the mirror doing your makeup you check your teeth and give yourself a once over before you stand up and brush your hands over your skirt. Looking around you grab your long black wool trench coat and your briefcase filled with notebooks, pens, and a few odds and ends, and your favorite breath mints and a purse and head to the curb for your car that Billy had sent for you. You look around and the driver tells you to get in as he holds open the door.

"Ms. Y/LN, Mr. Mr. Russo sent this for you, time to get to work." he tells you holding open the back door. Nodding you get into the vehicle and place your stuff on the seat next to you and you wait, almost panicked. You never liked the first day of work, it always made you nervous, but you were excited about this, something new in your life was good you tell yourself. You hoped you wouldn't fuck it up, that was the last thing you needed.

Getting into the office you notice you were there before he was, so that was a good start. Little did you know how this day was truly going to go. You looked over the phone took down the voicemails from the night before, and jotted down names and numbers along with their messages. You started a pot of coffee and flipped through the files on the desk putting them in the appropriate places and taking the appropriate measures for what was needed in the instructions left on the desk.

Taking a seat at the desk you look at the clock, 1 minute until the boss comes in. With a small breath you get his coffee ready and the files ready in your grasp. You stand waiting, hearing his voice you let out a heavy breath. He walks past you, saying nothing. You follow behind handing him his coffee, his files, and the messages from the night before.

"Good Morning Mr. Russo, I have your cof--"

"That'll be all."

"But I ha-" I said that will be all, he snarled.

Your brow furrows as you leave the office closing the door softly to be sure not to trigger anything. Letting out a breath you take a seat. He just seems so angry. You hear your mother's voice in your head. "He's upset, angry, pent up, you know how men get when they're pent up. They get pissy, prissy, snippy, and unruly. Blow him, girl sometimes that's the only way to get where you want in life." You shake your head and try to not listen in on his conversation but it's rather difficult not to when he's yelling.

"For fuck sake! I didn't agree to that!" he snarled slamming down his phone. "CAMILLE!" He yelled. You didn't move. "COME NOW!" he yelled again.

Standing you clear your throat. "Y/N, Mr. Russo, my name is Y/N." You remind him.

"Whatever, cancel my meetings for today." He tells you.

"Yes Mr. Russo." You respond.

"Sir." He snaps.

"Excuse me?" You question walking away.

"It's Yes. Sir." He snarls lowly.

You don't say anything and walk out. Slamming your hand on the desk but not hard enough for him to hear you take a seat in the chair and let out a heavy breath shaking your head you fix your shirt a moment before looking down at your nails and sit there behind your desk staring at a blank screen. The phone rings. You answer it.

"Sorry, but he's canceled that meeting today. He didn't give me a reschedule date, I am sure Mr. Russo will contact you with the appropriate date." The man on the other end snaps at you telling you that it was a major inconvenience and that you should find another line of work because clearly, you don't know what you're doing. You slam the phone down and you stand up and walk to the bathroom and lock the door.

Breaking down you shake your head wondering if this was the biggest mistake you could make for yourself. After 20 minutes you head back to your desk and take a seat fixing your makeup a bit you close your eyes and you jump a moment as he flings open his door.

"Y/N... where were you?" he asks his tone of voice stern.

"The bathroom Mr. Russo." You respond.

"You left the phone unattended..." He states.

"My apologies, I will put it to voicemail next time." You respond.

"Do you want this job Y/N? Like really really want it?" He asks looking you over. Noticing your blouse open a bit, and he eyes you, before making his way back to your face.

"Yes Mr. Russo." You respond.

"Then I suggest you start doing it."

"Yes Mr. Russo." You softly respond.

He turns and walks away. You have no idea why today is the way it is, you haven't done anything wrong, you've done exactly what was expected of you. You went as far as making his fucking coffee. You chalk it up to just being one of those days. You close your eyes and shake your head and pull out your cell phone and send your mother a text.

I think my new boss hates me.

You told me he loved your forwardness.

I know, but today is such a shit day. I am being yelled at, ridiculed, and questioned on if I even want my job.

Is he married?

Mom what?

Is. He. Married?

No mom, Jesus.

Get on your knees. Trust me. It isn't because he's your boss, he's clearly sex-deprived.

Thanks, Mom.

Now your response was sarcastic, but what if she had a point? You look back at the door, tilting your head. Looking down at the clock and shake your head. Going against the suggestion of your mother you keep quiet, answer the phones. Looking at the clock, forwarding phone calls, he had kept you alone the rest of the day.

Looking at the door you are putting things where they belong for the end of the night and he calls you into his office. Walking in.

"Yes Mr. Russo?" You ask

"Meetings rescheduled?"

"Yes, except one, you didn't give me a date for that one." You respond.

"I will take care of it. Tomorrow, I want you in my office, bent over my desk, present yourself to me. You are to wear exactly what I send you home that is in the back of the car. You are to go home, shave, take care of yourself, lotion up, and I expect you to me smooth and clean shaven again touched up and smooth to the touch when I get in here. You are to wear only what is provided to you and that alone, am I clear?" he asks you looking over you, almost undressing you with his eyes.

"Umm."

"Did I stutter? No. Am. I. Clear Y/N?" He asks you one last time.

Biting your lip you nod. "Yes Sir." you slip closing your eyes letting out a soft breath you think about what he had to say, and you look down at yourself and close your eyes.

"You are free to go." He states watching you walk away.

You go to your desk after closing the door and your face is hot, you're flushed and unsure how to respond not quite registering what just happened in the conversation. You gather your belongings and head down to the car. Getting in there is a bag, inside the bag is a deep red dress, a pair of red lace panties and a matching bra, and a pair of black heels and his choice of perfume. Letting out a breath before you know it the door is open.

"Have a pleasant evening Ms. Y/LN." The driver responds and you look at him and smile before stepping out with the bag and your belongings thanking him you walk to your apartment heading up to your floor you think about what happened back at work and admittingly you got excited about how forward he was, biting your lip you do exactly what he told you to do, shower, shave, lotion, you slip into your robe, opting for leftovers for dinner and a glass of red wine and you sit on your balcony watching the city, thinking about him in ways that would make the innocent blush, and thinking about what tomorrow may hold, and how that will change the aspect of your work.

[catzula]

always there to help

Synopsis: You suck at math, and who could be better suited for the job to help you, other than your brother's best friend, the born genius, Bakugou?

Genre: fluff

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x (Kirishima's sister)Reader

Warnings: Swearing, maybe some bad writing

A/N: So, I'm back! I'm sorry I haven't been writing anything lately, I just didn’t like anything I wrote, so, sorry about that. This one might seem a little all over the place too lol, but it’s because I inteded it to be a small drabble. but accidentally made it a 5.1k fic. So, it might not be one f my better works, but I had a lot of fun writing it!

BY THE WAY, 100 followers guys! Thank you so much for that!

You were working on your homework when you heard the doorbell. You sighed deeply, standing up and going to the door, not expecting to see your brother and his friend group to be standing on the other side.

One specific friend caught your eye, his spiky, ash blonde hair hard to miss. You could feel your heartbeat rising almost instantly, cheeks now a bit warmer than before. You wished you had worn something else, anything but pajama shorts and an oversize shirt, maybe combed your hair and wore perfume or something, but how could you know your brother was going to bring his friends home? 

Okay, maybe you should have known since they were over almost every day.

But since there was nothing you could do now to change the situation, you just smiled, inviting them in -you noticed how Bakugou hadn't even glanced your way once, and though this wasn't different then always, it proceed to hurt and disappoint you every time. It's not like you were expecting for him to have feelings for you or something, but at least noticing you were there would be nice for a change.

Your brother was the last to enter, hugging you so tightly that you couldn't breathe for a few seconds, squirming between his arms. "Eiji lemme go!" You screamed, though your voice muffled by his tight hold. 

"Sorry, just missed you." He told you, letting you free. A cheeky, innocent grin was on his face, the one he knew that made you soft. You answered by a "Hmph," turning to his friends, who were already in the living room, doing their things. Mina was the first to notice you when you entered the room, the cutest smile on her face. "Oh, hey Y/N!" She caught you by the wrist, pulling you to the couch to sit with her. Of course, Bakugou was right next to you.

Feeling self-conscious -when was the last time you had a shower? Yesterday? You could only pray you smelled nice- you scooted a bit more to Mina, putting some distance between Bakugou and you, though it pained you to do so since he smelled like caramel. Honestly, why did he smell this good? It only caused your thoughts to be fuzzier, and for you to be even more excited around him. 

Though he seemed to have noticed your shift towards Mina since he sent a small glance your way, a 'tch' sound coming out of his lips, heating your cheeks.

"Hi, Mina-san." You mumbled, trying to forget the boy -your big brother's best friend- sitting next to you. "Oh, y/n-chan, I told you many times, you can just call me Mina! We only have a year between us anyway." You nodded, though still feeling a bit uneasy. “Sure.”

"I- I should go now, I have to finish my math homework." You told them with an apologetic smile, Mina and Kaminari pouting almost immediately. "Oh, come on, sit with us for a bit," Denki protested, his eyes wandering on your bare legs for a second, earning a deadly glare from your brother and a nudge from Sero. 

"What homework?" Your brother asked you, coming closer to you to block Denki's view. "Oh, you know, the one I was doing this morning." You shrugged, you've been working on the same sheet of paper practically the whole day, but you just didn't know the subject even a little bit, staring at the paper without knowing nothing didn't help much.

"Wait, you still didn't finish that? I thought I helped you yesterday." He pouted. Yes, he did try to help you, but you were sure he also had no idea how to do it, and he had just repeated the question to you again and again, until you had said, "Ah, I understand it now! Thank you, brother," without being able to do anything. You knew he meant good, but it still didn't change the fact that your brother was as clueless as you were.

"I-" You had started to say something before a deeper voice intruded yours. "Oi, shitty-hair, you know you suck at math, how do you think you could even help her?" 

Your eyes shifted to Bakugou -you couldn't help but giggle at the nickname he had for your brother, oh, you had to remember that one- he had an annoyed look in his ruby eyes, his eyes not leaving your brother once. "Well, I-" Eiji had started to talk, his eyes widening slightly after, understanding what Bakugou meant. "Oh, you should have told me!"

You shrugged. "Well, you just looked so happy finally being able to help me with something, I didn't want to make you feel bad." 

Oh no, did that come out wrong? You were about to apologize when your brother pulled you in a hug once again. "Oh my god- lemme go!"

***

"So -uhh- if you do it this way, you can, maybe?.. No, okay, I got it, so if you add this to... Nope, that's wrong- umm, oh, how about-" 

Mina bit the back of the pencil you had given her, fully concentrated on the papers in front of her. "Oh move over, I can help her!" Denki told her as he pushed Mina aside.

"You?" She told him in disbelief, "Don't make me laugh, you're even worse than I am!" 

"No, I'm not!" The blonde boy answered, pulling the sheet of paper. "Yes, you are," Sero also joined the fight, pushing himself between the two. "Oh, you shut up, you're even worse than him!" Mina pushed Sero with all her might, panting. 

"Umm, what is happening?" You asked your red-headed brother, watching them with a smile and clearly enjoying the show. "Oh, don't worry, this happens all the time." He answered, patting you on the back, giggling when Mina pulled Denki's hair, making the poor boy scream. 

Oh, that makes it all better then. 

"Oi, dumbasses, shut the fuck up before I do it." You jumped in surprise when you heard Bakugou screaming right behind you, and surprisingly, three of the grown-ass people that were just wrestling on the floor froze. 

"Sorry, Baku." Mina was the first to stand up, fixing her disheveled clothes and running a finger through her soft-looking hair. Sero and Kaminari struggled for a second or two more, but one look from Bakugou and they were up on their feet too.

"Well, thanks I guess." You told the people who literally just fought each other to help you, though instead of them, it was Bakugou who answered you. "Whatever, you shouldn't be asking these idiots anyway."

You weren't sure what to say since the gratitude wasn't intended for him, but you smiled awkwardly. "Guess I'll have to ask someone tomorrow."

"Oh, Baku, can't you help her? You always help us and you're the smartest." Eiji perked his head with the idea that suddenly came to his mind.

"Damn right I am!" Bakugou answered without missing a beat, though he realized his mistake almost instantly. "Oh, that's great, then, you can help her." Mina cheered, clapping her hands with a wicked grin on her face, eyeing both you and the now furious looking boy. Bakugou would have said no immediately, but everyone in the room -even you- knew his pride wouldn't let him.

"For fucks sake," he muttered, his hand massaging his temples. "Give me that stupid fucking paper."

***

"Oh, okay, that makes much more sense!" You told him, even though you still had no idea how he did it, but you tried your best to hide the confusion in your face, not wanting to seem dumb in front of him. But it took one look and his burrows furrowed, lips curling into a snarl.

"If you're just acting like you understood I'll fucking-" A fake cough came from your brother's way, making Bakugou growl. "I'll explain it to you again and again until you understand it." He finished his sentence, making both you and Eiji grin.

"So what didn't you understand?"

Good question.

"I- uh... anything?" You could feel your face heating as you answered, causing him to grimace. "Oh my fucking God." He muttered, pinching his nose bridge with annoyance.

"LOOK-" Oh, he was pissed. "THE QUESTION IS TELLING YOU TO DO THIS, SO YOU JUST FUCKING ADD THIS TO THAT, AND-" His spiky hair looked like it was ruffling up when he got angry, like an angry bird, the thought making you giggle. As he heard your giggle he stopped screaming, and seeing him so quiet was somehow scarier than him shouting.

"What the fuck is so funny?" He asked gruffly, though his crimson eyes weren't as angry as they were before. "You know it doesn't help when you just scream everything at me, right?" You giggled again because he looked really confused.

"Okay, look." He sighed, "see this? This actually just means you should do this." His pencil moved on the paper, his writing surprisingly neat and pretty- especially for a boy as impatient and angry like him. "Oi, you listening?" He pointed the pencil to you when he noticed you weren't looking at the paper, but at him.

"Oh- yeah, I'm listening." You answered, looking at what he recently wrote and trying to understand what he probably said. His eyes narrowed, but he didn't question it further. "Good."

"As I just said," he stated -making you grin since he probably noticed you weren't, in fact, listening to him, "you should do it like this and that's the answer." 

You couldn't understand why, but suddenly what he was talking about seemed to make so much sense. "Oh my god." Your eyes widened, looking at the sheet of paper, you pulled the pencil he was holding without thinking much on it, quickly writing down what was on your mind before you forgot.

After you finished writing, you turned your gaze to the boy that was sitting right next to you, though he concealed the amazed look he had sent you almost immediately. "Is that... right?" You asked him, feeling anxious, if it was wrong, you probably would look like an idiot.

"Yeah," he muttered, quickly glancing your way and noticing the smile on your face. "Fucking finally." He added, trying to get you to stop from smiling since he couldn't stop thinking about how pretty it was, though to his surprise you only smiled brighter. He could feel his heartbeat picking up, not sure why. Were you always this pretty? Smiled so softly, that made him feel all warm? Looked at him like this, like he was the most amazing person you've had seen?

For him, you have always been the sister of his best friend. He hadn't the slightest interest on you, though he could feel that was changing, the thought terrifying him. No, you were only and only Kirishima's sister, no one else.

***

"Hey, Bakugou-Kun." Bakugou was taking his jacket off as he entered the house, his caramel scent making you dizzy.

"Hey, idiot." He answered without thinking, the rude nickname slipping from his lips, he pressed them together instantly as if he could un-say it. He looked at you with slightly widened eyes, expecting you to be sad, or get mad at him, though he could have never thought you would giggle instead.

"Yeah," you told him smiling, "guess I deserve that."

"No." A sudden answer came his way, causing you to be the one shocked this time. "I- I didn't mean it that way..." He rubbed the back of his neck, looking very uncomfortable. "I just-"

"It's okay!" You told him, finally ending his misery. "I know you didn't say it to be mean."

Now, that was a first.

"Yeah, whatever." He muttered, entering the room, though regretting it immediately, was that rude? Maybe he shouldn't have stormed out? Did you think he was rude? Mean? An asshole?

He had no idea you were only happy because, for the first time, he had stopped to talk with you instead of ignoring you altogether.

You entered the room, noticing the rest was there too, and you wondered when they even entered the house. "Hey, Y/N!" Denki beamed, though noticing the look Eiji sent him, he quickly corrected himself. "-chan. Y/N-chan."

"Hey, Kaminari-Kun." You answered, making him pout. "Oh come on, you can just call me Denki!" A small glance was sent your brothers way, "Denki-Kun. You can call me Denki-Kun." He corrected, smiling widely.

"Oh, okay." You told him. "Would you like something to drink, Denki-Kun?" You asked, making him grin wickedly. "She's just too cute!" He whisper-yelled, nudging Sero. "Anyone? I can make tea."

"Oh, just sit with us instead!" Mina told you and you did as she said, knowing she would force you anyway. Once again, you were stuck between Bakugou and Mina, though this time you were prepared and had worn perfume. She looked at you excitedly, like she wanted to say something, but before she sent an angry look to Bakugou.

"Hey, Baku, can you go sit with Denki or something? We're gonna talk and you're preventing us."

"Haah?" Bakugou yelled. "I was the first one sitting here! And I'm not fucking preventing you, I'm just fucking sitting here, it's not like I wanna hear the stupid shit you'll talk about."

Oh, but he, did. He was dying to hear what you would talk about.

"It's not stupid shit, its girl talk!" She defended, grinning when Bakugou stood up. "W-what do you want to talk about, Mina?" It took a lot of willpower for you not to say Mina-san. "A little bird told me you have a slight liking to a certain angry boy." She finally told you, waiting at first for a bit of suspense.

"W-what, who?" You blurted, immediately noticing the mistake you did. "I mean, that's not- that's not true!"

"Oh come on, don't try to hide it!" She giggled, nudging you. "I know you have a crush on bskdhdhdh!" You slapped your hand on her mouth just in time, a sigh of relief coming out your mouth when you stopped her from saying the name. Though, you couldn't stop her from screaming about you having a crush.

"You what?!" Eiji screamed, standing up.

"Ooh, our little Y/N-chan has grown so fast," Denki told as he wiped the nonexistent tears off his eyes.

"So, who's the lucky guy?" Sero asked, grinning.

"Oops, I may have made a mistake," Mina said, giggling.

The only one that hadn't said one word was Bakugou, though that was somehow even more uncomfortable. His gaze lingering over you, you felt like you were going to die of embarrassment (and why did he have to wear that black t-shirt? It only made you even more flustered, and you just couldn't help but think about how nice he looked)

"It's nothing." You smiled awkwardly, face heating up. You glanced away, looking at anyone but him. "It's a misunderstanding." A fake giggle and all should be good, right?

Well, apparently not.

"No, don't you try to laugh your way out of this. What is this crush?" He looked so angry, it was one of those rare moments that he looked plain out scary.

"It's an innocent crush, Eiji! Nothing to worry about, okay? Now sit down, I need to do my homework anyway." Eyes narrowing, his gaze stayed on you a little more, though he dropped the subject soon after.

"If anything happens, you'll tell me everything." He told Mina, though it sounded more like a threat.

"It's not my place to do so." She answered, grinning wickedly.

***

You peeped your head from the door, trying to take a look of inside. What were they doing?

You've been doing your homework the past hour or two -it was only 10 minutes, but it felt like an eternity- and you came downstairs to seek help.

"Hi, guys." You finally entered, only to find them all snuggled on the couch, watching the greatest show ever been made, Avatar the Last Airbender.

Eiji knew the consequences of such actions, desperately trying to close the TV, but he was late, you could recognize Uncle Iroh's voice from a mile away.

"How dare you!" You gasped, now feeling all eyes on you.

"Wait, what's going on?" Sero looked as confused as the rest of his friends.

"Eiji, how could you do this to me?" You ignored Sero altogether, eyes fixed on your red-headed brother.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, sis, it's just we had nothing to do and-"

"I can't even see you right now." You told him, turning your back to exit the room, leaving three very confused people after you.

"No, Y/N, wait!"

***

And that's how you found yourself to be snuggled between Bakugou and Denki.

It was really comfortable, you had to admit, but also very maddening. You couldn't even watch the show anymore, your senses filled with the boy sitting right next to you, his body touching yours ever so slightly, his hair tickling your face every time you moved to get a bit more comfortable.

"So you're telling me," Bakugou suddenly spoke up, though your eyes didn't leave the screen, you could feel his ruby eyes on you. "That you have a crush on this guy?"

"She does." Your brother mumbled from the other side of the room. "She even-"

"Shut up, or you won't be able to speak ever again." Everyone in the room suddenly froze, no one able to understand how the hell you just turned in to the most threatening person they ever saw.

"Well, damn, okay." Sero laughed, sending a small glance your way. "I don't know, man," Denki muttered. "Sokka is much better than Zuko. He is a nice dude, everyone likes him, has solid jokes, and is pretty smart. He's kinda like me, actually." 

"Yeah, he is like you!" Mina suddenly cheered. "Except for the being-liked-by-everyone, having nice jokes and being smart parts, of course." 

"Yeah, that's what I'm telling yo- hey!" He exclaimed, making everyone laugh. "If there's anyone that resembles any of these characters, it's Bakugou," Eiji muttered thoughtfully.

"What?" He snarled. Eiji shrugged. “You’re pretty similar to Zuko.”

"Wait, that's very on point!" You told him, causing Bakugou's brows to furrow. "Just think about it, you're very unreasonably angry all the time, keep picking useless fights with everyone, and are very rude!" Mina cheered.

Bakugou would have punched every one of you for even implying something like this, though now the only thing he could think about was if you thought this way too. 

"I- I didn't mean it that way, though." You told them. "He always tries to look so tough from the outside, but he's actually sweet. He tries to act like he doesn't like the gaang or his friends, but in reality, he really likes them. Don't you guys think so too?"

"Now that you put it that way..." Mina muttered, the topic closing and everyone focusing their gazes on the screen once again, though, even though no one realized, a small smile was on Bakugou's lips.

***

After the Avatar marathon, you stood up, about to go upstairs to continue the dreadful math homework when an idea fell upon you. You turned your gaze to the boy, who was sitting on the couch like it was a throne instead. Spiky hair looking softer than usual, you wondered what it would feel like to run your fingers through them. His eyes were closed, and he looked tired. Under the dim light of the small lamp that hung from the ceiling, you were practically in awe of how pretty he was. 

Cheekbones high and defined, a sharp jawline, like it indicated his sharp personality, delicate brows furrowed, buried in thought. 

As if he felt your eyes on him, his eyes snapped open, crimson eyes finding yours. You probably looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights, causing him to smirk. "What's your problem?" 

"I- uh, I was wondering if you could help me with... math?" 

"Again?!" That was a valid question, but it wasn't your fault math was too hard!

"It's okay, Y/N-chan, I can help you instead." You heard Denki's voice, a hand wrapping your shoulder, causing you, Eiji and Bakugou to jump in your places. 

"You don't know shit." Bakugou growled, his gaze suddenly predator-like, making Denki wince and pull his hand back. "Don't do me dirty like that, Bakubro," Denki whined. "I'm just trying to help-" His voice suddenly muffled by the hand on his mouth, a hand that belonged to your bother. 

"You come here for a second." Eiji told him threateningly, pulling him out of the room with force. "No- no, Kiri, don't do this to me!" The door closed behind them, though, a muffled scream or two could be heard every once in a while.

Everyone ignoring the whole ordeal, went back to what they were doing. Bakugou turned to you, his eyes on the sheet of paper you were holding. "So, does this mean you're helping me?" 

Bakugou knew the second you turned to him with that pleading look in your eyes, he was already going to say yes. "Tch," he rolled his eyes, pulling the paper from your hands. "Whatever."

This time, he sat a bit closer to you. 

You sat side by side, arms almost touching whenever he wrote something. "Did you understand this one?" He asked, the pencil he was holding pointing to the second question. Surprisingly, you did understand it. When you nodded, he smiled, it wasn't one of those cocky smirks, this one was a genuine, small smile that took your breath away. 

"Then do this one yourself." 

You gulped, tearing your eyes away from his face as you felt your face heating up. It took you a bit to get focused on what was in front of you, but you were able to use what Bakugou had explained to you, and eventually reached the answer. 

"That's... That was pretty good." He told you as he inspected what you wrote. This time, it was you who smiled brightly, taking his breath away. He could feel his heart suddenly going crazy, hammering his chest as if it was trying to set itself free. And why did he have this weird feeling in the pit of his stomach? This dreadful but also... warm feeling? 

He didn't like this. He didn't like it at all. 

He stood up, his face suddenly angry, causing your smile to drop. He gritted his teeth when he realized he wanted to sit right back and apologize, to make you smile again. But instead, he picked his phone up from the table and turned his back to you.

He exited the room in a hurry that didn't even let you say anything, or thank him.

"Oi, shitty hair! I'm out." You heard him scream to your brother. 

"So soon?" Eiji asked though the door already shut mid-sentence.

***

Although Bakugou had promised himself that he was going to stay away from you, as far as he could, this thing -whatever this was- went on for weeks. He wanted to stop, Bakugou really tried to not think of you whenever he saw a fucking number, but it didn't take long for him to realize he couldn't.

So instead, he came to see you every day, with or without the Bakusquad and helped you with math even if you didn't ask for him to.

You always asked him to, though.

On the other hand, you weren't thrilled about this whole situation either. At first, this was a normal, innocent crush, but as you spent more time with him, you found yourself falling for him. Hard.

"Hey, Bakugou!" You greeted him (you had dropped calling him Bakugou-Kun sometime, though you weren't really sure when), a big smile that you couldn't drop on your face. "Hey, idiot. I brought this shitty thing you like." 

He meant donuts. 

He didn't want to admit it, but he had only bought it to see the way your eyes sparkled when you held one in your hand, about to take a giant bite out of it. 

The rest of the group was already here and settled, so you checked the paper bag in your hands if it had enough for everyone. You smiled brightly when you noticed it did, making your way to the kitchen.

You noticed Eiji standing, leaning to the door, and watching you both with furrowed brows. "Oh, don't look so mad, I'll give one to you too." You told him giggling, interpreting it wrong. 

His face softened, also smiling. "Don't forget to give me the strawberry one!"

"We'll see about that!!" You answered as you exited the room.

"Oh, Bakugou-Kun, did you buy us the shit we like too?" Sero said mockingly, making the others snicker. "Shut the fuck up, tape face."

"Oh, but Bakugou-Kun-"

"I said, shut the fuck up!" Suddenly his heart was beating really fast. "Relax, Baku, having feelings for someone is nothing to be ashamed of!" Mina told him, though she already knew the answer he was going to give.

"I don't fucking have feelings, dumbass." Bakugou didn't have feelings, especially not towards you, the sister of his best friend. But still, he couldn't take his eyes off of you, he couldn't stop his heart from racing whenever you smiled, and he couldn't stop feeling like he would do anything for you to smile again when you don't.

"Sure you don't," Mina answered, a sly grin on her face when she noticed Bakugou's confused expression. It wasn't that Bakugou didn't want the feelings, he just couldn't understand them.

They would have taken it further if you hadn't entered the room with a plate full of donuts in your hands. "Nobody touches the Nutella one!" You told them, letting them take a donut.

You narrowed your eyes and sent a threatening look when Denki tried to take the one you were going to eat.

"You're not eating?" You asked when you noticed Bakugou not taking one. He shrugged. "I don't like sweets."

Your brows furrowed in confusion, "Really? Can I eat yours then?" Bakugou found himself smiling to that, thinking about how adorable you looked with a donut in your hand, a shirt that was too big for you, probably stolen from Eiji and sugar powder smeared on your lips. He couldn't help but wonder, what would you do if he just leaned in and kissed you, right then and there? Would you flinch back? Scream at him? Maybe even be disgusted by him?

He decided he didn't want to lea the answer.

***

"Oh, you're staying late?" You asked with a small smile on your lips, making them look so kissable, Bakugou had to look away. "Yeah." 

"You have homework?" He asked when you didn't say anything. He didn't want you to leave. "Nope, already did them." 

Oh.

"But I kind of wanted to talk to you." You looked nervous, your hands clasped together, anxiously biting your lip. His eyes narrowed, crimson gaze wandering over you like he was trying to read your mind. 

"I have-" You started to say, but stopped mid-sentence so he finished your sentence for you internally. ...feelings for you. 

(You actually had an upcoming math exam, and you were hoping he could help you study for it, but you didn't want to make him uncomfortable.)

Oh, he wasn't going to let you be the first to confess, so without thinking about it, Bakugou blurted. "I like you." There it was, he did it before you! But why did you look so shocked?

"You what?" You asked, eyes wide, just staring at him. Bakugou could feel his heart getting heavier by the second, hands turning cold and a dreadful knot forming in the pit of his stomach. Weren't you saying the same thing just then?

"I-" should he just tell you to forget about it? No, he wasn't the kind of man to just back off. "You heard me." He told you gruffly. "I like you." 

Much to his annoyance, you stayed quiet, not giving him the chance to be happy or sad about it. Just silence. "And? What's your answer?!" 

For the first time in this conversation, you looked at him properly. You hadn't noticed how his crimson gaze shined with uncertainty, confusion, and anxiety. He was afraid of your answer, you realized. Even the great Bakugou Katsuki was afraid of rejection. 

So instead of giving him a verbal answer, you leaned in instead, your lips touching his softly. 

His eyes opened wide with the contact, not being able to understand what was going on. Your lips were so soft, it molded perfectly against his, and he was afraid that if he moved even an inch, you would realize you were making a big mistake and pull back. So he froze.

"Bakugou?" You pulled back slightly after a few seconds, making him want to pull you back and never let go. "Won't you kiss me back?" 

To this, Bakugou grinned, his hands suddenly on your back, pulling you towards him. The last thing you remembered before you lost yourself in the kiss was how soft his lips were, and how amazing he smelled.

***

"You know we still have to tell Eiji, right?" You told him, running your fingers through your messed up hair, trying to look like you didn't kiss a boy for the past... well, you weren't sure how long, actually. 

"Yeah." He answered, lips slightly pink. 

"You know, I think I have the perfect idea of how to tell him."

"You do?" He asked, now slightly intrigued. You nodded, standing up. Eiji was in his room, so you pulled Bakugou by the wrists up the stairs. "Come on." You told him when he hesitated. "This will work."

You knocked on your brother's door, opening it just the slightest when you heard him tell you to come in. "Hey, Eiji." 

"Hey, sis." He smiled widely, not aware of Bakugou behind the door. "What's up?"

"Oh, nothing much." You shrugged, "Just wanted to tell you that Bakugou and I are dating, okay bye!" You shut the door after you without giving him the time to say anything, running down the stairs, and pulling Bakugou after you. 

Your brother opened his door, running after you, his face as red as his hair. "You what?!"

"You idiot!" Bakugou screamed. "So this was your great idea?"

[buckys-other-punk]

Christmas Lies

Pairing: Chris Evans x Assistant!Reader

Request: I was thinking of Sebastian Stan/Chris Evans x (assistant) reader where reader is originally from another country and is living alone and is going to celebrate the holidays and made up an excuse  that she's celebrating with someone and is in the middle of prepping her Christmas eve dinner and was caught red handed that she's celebrating alone?😅😅 

Word Count: 1.8K

Warnings: cussing and some cliche fluff (the title may fool you but yes this is fluff)

A/N: Hello my loves! Wooo another request, I hope I did this justice and sorry if this sucks. I am a little late for a Christmas fic but hey its still the Christmas season right? Anyways here is a cute Christmas fic for y’all (Merry late Christmas, Happy Holidays, and Happy New Years!) As always please lemme know if you wanna be tagged in my future works and feedback is very much appreciated. This is unedited so don’t mind those mistakes. 

Tis the season right? Yeah the season for stress and anxiety. A season where people had to find the perfect gifts for one another and hope that their gifts weren’t sold out. Luckily for you, you didn’t have to worry about that. Moving to the United States from your home country over two years ago it seemed pretty lonely, but more freeing than ever. You didn’t have any relatives that lived in America, but occasionally some would fly over to visit you. Sadly this year you were alone for the holidays. Your parents won a vacation to the Bahamas for the holidays and your older brother was expecting his first born anytime now. The rest of your family had various holiday plans and wanted to celebrate in your home country. So yeah, this year you were going to enjoy your own company.

“So do you have any plans for Thursday night?” Chris, your boss asked you.

“What’s happening Thursday?” you asked looking at him with confusion.

“Y/N, it’s Christmas Eve!” He exclaimed with a big smile.

“Oh fuck. Umm, well not really.” you shrugged. 

“Well you already know my plans. I gotta go to that party my brother wants me to attend.” Chris huffed out.

“Speaking of your brother, I got a call from him asking you to bring a date to said party.” you said to the man.

“Why don’t you come with me.” he said with a smirk.

This wasn’t the first time Chris has asked you to come with him to parties. Hell he asked you every time he was invited to one, but you always turned him down. He was your boss for crying out loud, wouldn’t it seem inappropriate to bring your assistant as your date? But, you weren’t gonna lie that the man was attractive, sweet, and you may or may not have a crush on him. He’s fucking Chris Evans. Shaking your head trying to think of a cover up of your actual plans for the night, which was nothing, and rejecting his offer just because well you don’t even know. 

“You know what, my cousin from my home country is actually visiting for a bit before she heads off to see her boyfriend in Hawaii.” you lied telling the man. Why were you lying again? Right, saving yourself from embarrassment.

“Oh, well that’s nice of her to stop by. I bet you’re gonna make a big feast.” Chris mumbled as he sipped his cup of coffee.

“You know I’m not gonna quit Y/N, you’re gonna have to go on a date with me someday.” he teased nodding your way.

“Yeah whatever.” you breathed out while rolling your eyes focusing back on your work. 

*Christmas Eve*

You were glad that the nearest grocery store was still open for you to grab some last minute ingredients for your dinner. Making a random stew recipe you found online that sounded pretty good and some brownies for dessert. Right when you got home you started making your brownies, from scratch, and once the batter was complete you put it into a tray and in the oven. You went to your room to change into your black Nike spandex shorts (since you haven’t done laundry and this was the only thing that was clean) and an oversized sweatshirt you stole from your brother before you moved to America. You weren’t trying to impress anyone since you were again alone for the holidays. Heading to the kitchen you began cutting the vegetables for your stew and boiling the broth when you heard your doorbell ring. 

“Please don’t be carolers. Please don’t be carolers.” you muttered to yourself crossing your fingers as you walked over to the door. When you opened the door you saw your boss standing in front of you wearing a black suit, looking handsome as fuck. “Chris, don’t you look nice. What are you doing here?” you said without any expression to the man.

“Y/N, you’re looking festive without pants.” he smirked, staring at you up and down.

“Fuck off. I’m wearing shorts underneath. Seriously, why are you here?” you asked again.

“I ditched my brother to hang out with you and your cousin.” he said smiling. 

“Oh thats so nice of you, but you didn’t have to come all this way.” you said trying to change the subject.

“What, that's ridiculous. I also forgot to give you your Christmas present.” he stated showing the nicely wrapped box that he hid behind his back. “Where is your cousin by the way?” Chris asked, trying to peek around your apartment.

“Oh, Mel? She’s in my room video chatting with her parents.” you lied pointing behind you.

“Aren’t you gonna let me in?” he asked.

“Yeah, sorry. Where are my manners.” you said moving out of the way for him to enter your home.

“Thanks.” he smiled as he stepped in again looking around your place. “Um, Y/N.” he said.

“Yeah, what’s up?” you asked as you shut the door behind you.

“Something smells like it's burning.” he stated looking back at you.

“Shit my brownies!!” you yelled as you ran to your kitchen. You put on your oven mitts and took out the burnt dessert and placed it onto your countertop. “Damn it!” you exclaimed.

“You forgot to put a timer on, didn't you.” Chris chuckled as he walked towards the kitchen bar island.

“Shut up.” you huffed shaking your head.

“Hey Y/N.” he started, drawing your attention back to him and not the burnt disaster. “You said your cousin was here right?” he asked.

“Yeah, why?” you replied, not really paying attention to him placing the burnt tray in the trash ans cute veggies in a pot.

“Well two things. One, why is your dinner table set up with only one plate. And two, your bedroom light is off.” he said pointing at the table behind him.

“Fuck.” you whispered underneath your breath as you looked up at the man. “Maybe Mel fell asleep?” you said with a shrug.

“You lied!” he exclaimed looking at you. “You sneaky shit! Why did you lie to me?”

“Because you’re my boss and I can.” you sassily said back with your hands on your hips.

“Y/N.” he said more sternly.

“Fine.” you said as you raised your hands in defeat. You walked around the counter towards your couch motioning Chris to follow you, which he did. “I lied because I didn’t want to go with you to the party.”

“Why not?” he asked, crossing his arms.

“Because. I don’t know. Isn’t it a little inappropriate that your date to a fancy party is your assistant?” you sheepishly asked averting your eyes from the man that sat next to you.

“Y/N, that’s a bullshit reason and you know it.” he cursed at you. “Tell me the truth.”

“Fine!” you said, taking a deep breath. “Honestly Chris, I kinda have a crush on you and I didn’t want to look stupid in front of your celebrity friends.” you shrugged looking away at the man.

“Now that wasn’t so hard was it?” he said quietly and he gently grabbed your chin to make you look up at him. “I’m glad you told me the truth Y/N.”

“What no snarky remark? No cheesy comeback?” you questioned.

“Nope.” he said with a smile.

“That’s it?” you asked looking into his greenish blue eyes.

“Yup that's it.” he smirked, staring at you.

“Hold up. I just confessed to you, my boss, that I have a crush on you and you’re not goin-” you started, but was cut off when you felt lips crash into yours. As Chris pulled away your eyes were still closed and your mind was in disbelief. Slowly opening your eyes, you stared at the man in front of you.

“Umm..did that..What just?” you were slightly panicking. Chris noted the panic. So he leaned in again and kissed you. This time you were aware that your boss was kissing you. Holy shit your boss, no fuck that CHRIS EVANS IS KISSING YOU! His eyes were closed and his hands were placed at your waist. As he began to pull away, you put your arms around his neck pulling him back towards you to deepen the kiss. The two of you pulled away, your foreheads still pressed together as you looked into each others eyes.

“Wait is that your Christmas tree?” Chris teased, still staring at you as he pointed at the small tree on the ground next to your record player. You leaned back and turned your head to look at your tree.

“Yeah, what’s wrong with it?” you asked, looking back at him.

“It’s kinda pathetic.” he joked, placing his arm over the back of your couch.

“Hey! That was the first tree I bought when I moved over here!” you yelled in defense playfully punching his arm.

“It’s cute is what I meant to say.” he chuckled, rubbing his arm.

“Whatever.” you said shaking your head. “Are we gonna talk about that kiss?” you asked.

“Why don’t you open your present first?” he replied.

“You're ignoring my question, but fine.” you huffed out a bit irritated. “Wait, did you wrap this?” you asked, looking at gift wrapped in green paper.

“Actually you did a while back.” he said rubbing the back of his head. “I was hoping you forgot about it and luckily you did.” Chris added chuckling.

“I don’t deserve whatever this is Chris. I didn’t even get you anything!” you exclaimed with wide eyes.

“That kiss was plenty enough.” he grinned towards you.

“Shut up, I’m serious.” you sighed and looked down at the gift.

“Stop moping and just open the damn thing.” Chris said, lifting your chin up and pointed towards the present.

“Alright fine.” you stated back, slowly undoing the elegant wrapping you worked so hard on. As you opened the present it was a box that said ‘Thank you for helping me get my shit together!’ You laughed at the note looking back at Chris.

“Open the box.” he smiled trying to hold in his excitement. You opened the box and inside was filled with confetti paper and a card at the center. You took the card out saying ‘I kind of sort of maybe like you a lot’ with a heart underneath. You looked back at the man who nodded signaling you to open the card. Inside of the card it said ‘will you go out with me? P.s. here’s $100 for you. No pressure;)’ A hundred dollar bill was taped at the bottom of the card.

“Is the money a bribe?” you asked.

“Nah, it's just for reassurance.” he answered chuckling. You laughed and took out the bill from the card.

“I went through all this work, wrapping a present beautifully, just to get one hundred dollars in return.” you said seriously.

“Well, if you don’t like the present I can always take it back.” he said upset.

“Chris I’m messing with you.” you smiled as you pulled him close to you placing a kiss on his lips. “I would love to go out with you.” you said.

“Oh thank god!” Chris exhaled pulling you close into a hug.

“I better be getting more money outta this relationship!” you teased as you were engulfed in the man’s embrace feeling the vibrations of his laughter.

A/N: This was so cliche i hate it lol. Anyways did you like this late Christmas fic? lemme know! Again if you wanna be tagged in future fics, have any requests or just wanna chat hit me up! 

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[procrastination-queenie]

Still with you || JJK

Pairing: scientist!au husband!au Jungkook x scientist!au wife!au reader.

Synopsis: you were going on about with your boring life until you accidentally meet unexpected guests. Was it accidental though?

Warning: slight angst, the reader has a bad relationship with her parents, one sexual reference, kissing, long-haired Jungkook😂, few swear words, I don't think there's anything else.

Word count: 3k

A/N: italics are the reader's future-self talking.

This is loosely based on a tiktok video I saw on Pinterest.

You puffed, kicking a pebble that was by your feet as you waited for your driver to pick you up from school. You honestly wanted nothing other than going back to disappear in your room for the rest of day. Why you may wonder! Well, you got an A- on your latest exam, and you know how your parents are going to react. To them, you either get an A+, or you're a failure. They want you to become a lawyer like them, and take over their law firm after your graduation. Your whole life has been planned out before your birth; an arranged marriage took place between your mother and father, to merge the most famous two law firms in the country. Now, your family owns the biggest law firm in the country leaving you with no options other than having your whole life planned out for you without getting a say in it. What was expected from you is to excel in your studies, go to the most prestigious university then run your family's firm. Life really sucked, and you were only sixteen years old.

"Good afternoon, Miss. Hope I am not late!" Your driver, Richard, said interrupting your thoughts as he opened the door for you.

You shook your head with slumped shoulders, "No Richard, you're always on time," you said getting in the car, but not before you could feel his gaze that was full of pity.

It was nothing new, the whole staff that worked for your family knew what you were going through, and while many may envy you and the position that you hold within the society, the staff knew better than to think in such a superficial way.

"Young lady, I thought we made it clear concerning your grades! An A-? Seriously?" Your birth-giver whom you haven't seen for the last 6 month, slammed your report card onto the counter as she looked down on you as if you were a disgrace to the family. You sighed heavily in response wanting nothing other than to disappear in your room, nothing seemed to satisfy your parents; it's like you only become visible when grades are brought up, other than that they barely notice your existence. "I am sorry, what was that?" She asked hearing your sigh as she raised her perfectly shaped eyebrow at you daring you to defy her. Sometimes you wondered why did she treat you like that, why was there so much hatred in her tone. You would sometimes think that she hated that her life was planned out for her as well, so she takes it out on you.

"Nothing," you answered quietly, wanting to get this one-sided conversation over with. "Thought so. Go to your room. I don't want to see you for the rest of the night," she said, jaw clenching as she pointed towards your room upstairs.

"And when do you ever want to see me!" You muttered quietly under your breath as you made your way towards Your room.

As you neared your room down the hall, you heard voices from inside, making you wonder who could be in your room, seeing that the maids usually clean it after you leave for school in the early morning. Nearing the door, you tried to be as quiet as possible to eavesdrop. "Jungkook be quiet, and stop fussing!" You heard a girl's voice say. Her voice was somehow familiar, but you couldn't quite put your finger on it. "Sorry babe, I didn't know you used to live in such a luxurious house," this Jungkook guy, you assumed, answered back chuckling.

What? Who lives here other than your family? And used to live? What does he mean? Who are these people?

You suddenly entered your room to see two people ,just as you suspected, looking back at you as if they were not expecting you at all. "Shit! When did you set the machine, Jungkook?" The girl standing not far away from the guy asked with a clenched jaw. "Ops!" He replied looking back at her. "Seriously, Jungkook? Are you kidding me? That's when I arrive from school! I told you we need to do this before I arrive!" She whined as she hit his arm lightly. "Hey, at least the machine works!" He shrugged biting his bottom lip. "Yeah, you're right," she said calming down a bit.

You kept looking back and forth between them, backing up very slowly to get out of the room and call the police. Apparently, these two are crazy and you need to call for help. "Get back here missy, you are not going anywhere," the girl said looking at you with a glint in her eyes daring you to take one more step away from them. "Look, I don't want you to panic. We are not here to do anything bad. I promise, but knowing how you are, you probably don't believe me, so I am very sorry because of what we are about to do!" She said sincerely making you panic even more. Suddenly the guy came towards you and lifted you over his shoulder. Welp, this is it, you're going to die, your parents are probably going to be mad for the lack of an heir to their firm, but whatever! "W-what are going to do?" You panicked even more hitting this Jungkook guy to let you down. "Don't worry, we are tying you up, so you won't go anywhere and expose us which will lead to many complications and malfunctions that nor you neither do I need to happen. We've worked so hard to reach this point." She said tying you up with your jumping rope which you didn't know how she found since you keep it hidden in your closet. She oddly seemed to know her way around the room which was very confusing, have these people been watching you for some time?

She sighed in relief after she tied you up as she leaned back to sit directly in front of you. "Don't you recognise me?" She asked looking at you smiling as if she's your long lost sister and that knowing who she is will bring you immense joy. You looked her up and down, tilting your head to the side when it suddenly kicks in your head, she looks very familiar, how could you miss it. She looks exactly like you but older. She looked exactly like how you envisioned yourself to be ONLY if you possessed the freedom to do what you want. "Are you... No, it couldn't be!" You said shaking your head. You're hallucinating, you're sure of it. "I know, right? But it's true … I am you, but 10 years older." You looked her up and down, again. She looked totally different from you right now. Carefree is the keyword. She looks like she doesn't have a care in the world, she's also sporting a style that you have always wanted to try. "W-wha- .. h-how is this possible?" If you were panicking a few moments ago, now you were on the verge of freaking out. Have you gone mad? Is this a dream? It must be! I mean your whole life you're struggling to fight your parents and become what you want to be, but this is absolutely NUTS! It must be the stress taking a toll on you, must be!

"Oh, it's a long story," your older self chuckled as if this situation was funny. It kinda is, if you were in her shoe it would probably be funny to you. You looked to your left side, eyeing the guy standing next to you who was looking around your room with so much interest. Your older self inspecting you as you eyed Jungkook, chuckling again silently knowing how curious you are. "Who is he?" You blurted out looking at him in disapproval. Jungkook suddenly stopped looking around and looked at you smiling and waving at you with his left hand. "Oh, hi I am Jungkook," A silver ring on his left hand caught your eyes, you involuntarily looked at your older self, searching her left hand, but you didn't need to look for so long because a diamond ring glinted back at you, as if telling you yup I am here to confirm your doubts. You suddenly gasped as you looked between them, Jungkook flinched in surprise as your older self smirked at you. "You figured it out, didn't you?" she said amusement dancing in her eyes. "He's your husband!" Your face scrunched in disgust. "Our husband," she corrected you leaning back on her palms still looking at you in amusement. "Ew! No!" You said looking at him again with disapproval. "Now, I am offended," Jungkook said feigning sadness, placing his hand over his chest. "Your hair is so long!" You pointed out, tilting your head to the side. "Thank you!" He beamed at you happy that something about him appealed to you. "That wasn't a compliment, don't flatter yourself," you answered back glaring at him. Jungkook pouted looking back at your older self for help "Well, believe it or not, you'll come to love everything about him even if he dyes his hair red," your older self averted your attention from your supposed future husband towards her. She looked at Jungkook with a smirk; however, you could feel the love in her eyes. You could tell that she really loved him as her smirk eased into a soft loving look making you wonder what did Jungkook do to deserve your love.

A few minutes passed as Jungkook and your older self swiped places, Jungkook sat in front of you making sure that you don't try and break free to run away as your older self kept looking for something around your room. "You have so many tattoos, are you a criminal?" You questioned grumpily. You heard your older self chuckle behind you as she looked at the calendar on your desk. Jungkook's big doe eyes, which you suspected were your older self's weakness since it's already making you feel things, looked at you trying to find a suitable answer. "Umm, well I've never done anything illegal," he said. "Intentionally," he added gulping when you kept your piercing gaze upon him. His eyes looked upwards toward the left side which according to what you've read in the science of body language indicated that he was probably remembering the illegal thing that he has done. Sighing, you tried to take it easy upon him since he was starting to get more uncomfortable under your gaze.

"What's your job?" You asked as your legs swayed the chair, you were tied to, right and left. The situation was starting to become really funny to you; you were tied up like you were going to be tortured for some information that you possess; however, it seems like the roles are reversed seeing that you were swaying the chair as you kept interrogating your future husband. He hummed, scratching the side of his neck with his lips pursed and his right eye closed, "I don't know how to tell you this, but we kinda lost our job," he said calmly, big doe eyes staring back at you as a small smile made its way onto his handsome features. "What do you mean WE? you lost your job!" You stopped swaying the chair, an act that showed that you were trying to process the information. "Nah, we as in me and you," he said still looking at you as if he was telling you something totally normal like how the sun sets from the west. "Yeah, we work together and we kinda got fired," your older self said as she stood next to you resting her hand on the back of your chair. "What do you mean kinda got fired? What do you guys do?" You asked looking up at her. "Hmm, … we're scientists." She said looking back down on you. "Wait, what? You're not running our law firm?" You turned the chair suddenly making her remove her hand from the back of it. "Nah, dude we are not going through this bullshit that our parents planned out for us." She said shaking her heading with a pure look of repugnance on her face. "W-why did you get fired, then ?" You asked trying to understand more. "Well, you see me and Jungkook were developing a time machine, you know how many novels predicted the occurrence of such invention," you nodded eagerly for her to continue "the bastards at the lab made fun of us for being delusional because and I quote "this only exists in fiction and there could never be a thing such as time machines" the pricks! Don't they know that before the invention of ships and aeroplanes, writers prophesied these inventions, I mean that's how usually things start. People come up with crazy ideas and we scientists try to bring these ideas into life." Her outrage was evident in her tone. You nodded agreeing with her. "Anyways, that's not for you worry about, at least for the time being," she said walking away from you to continue looking around.

You tried to change the topic, but for some reason, you were not gifted with the ability to be smooth, "What made you marry him?" You fired the question still looking at Jungkook who suddenly smirked at you. "I am pretty good with a sword," he answered, and you could feel his ego inflate. "Oh my, Jungkook please don't!" Your older self whined rolling her head. "What?" Jungkook asked going back to his baby Bambi-eyed self before he started acting cocky. "A sword!" You wondered in a hushed tone to yourself, Jungkook's eyes looking over your face as if he can see your mind putting two and two together, "Oh!" You suddenly realised what he was implying, apparently something sexual. "EEWW!" you shook your head trying not to imagine anything. "Jungkook for God's sake, She's still sixteen, and she doesn't know you yet. Besides you know that I married you because I love you not because of … that," your older self said shaking her head at her husband's immaturity.

"Anyways, it's almost time. If Jungkook set the timer correctly, we should be getting back in a few seconds!" Your older self said from behind you, untying you from your restraints. "What? Back where?" You asked turning to look at her. "What do you mean back where! Back to our present!" She answered looking back at Jungkook. "What about me?"

"What about you?" Jungkook asked confused. Rolling your eyes, not really knowing how you will actually fall in love with the guy later on, "I mean … what am I supposed to do now that I met you?" You asked looking back at your older self, eyes begging her to guide you, tell you what to do, to tell you that everything will turn out just fine. Her features softened as she neared you, "hey listen kiddo, everything will be alright. I can't tell you how it will turn out exactly, but I want you to know that you wouldn't want it any other way, I promise!" She said placing her hand on your shoulder, glancing behind you at Jungkook and smiling softly. You were sure Jungkook was returning her smile, as well. "I don't know what to do...how do I become you?" She tilted her head thinking about it. "Well, I can't tell you what to do because you'll know that, but you can start by resisting," she winked at you before extending her hand to Jungkook who took it. They both backed away from you. You felt them start to fade, but before they vanished completely, Jungkook winked at you in a friendly manner and told you, "see you soon!" You frowned not understanding what he meant by that.

Two days had already passed since you met your future self. In the beginning, you doubted the whole thing happening, but then you found a small sticky note by your desk with neat handwriting saying "I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul. ~ William Ernest Henley" which you realised was a quote from your favourite poem, your older self had written it down for you. It was the only proof that what had taken place in your room was real. It was still the beginning of the school day, and you were already bored. "Attention please, everyone!" Your teacher raised her voice over the noisy chatter of the students, bursting your bubble of thoughts and making you look up as your colleagues started to settle down. "I would like you to welcome our new transfer student, Jeon Jungkook," she exclaimed enthusiastically looking around with a hopeful gaze. Jeon Jungkook? What? No way? You suddenly looked up, a shy boy with a shaggy haircut entered the classroom barely looking up, too afraid to make eye contact with anyone. You gasped quietly, that's what Jungkook meant by seeing me soon? He looks nothing like his older self! You thought, inspecting the Jungkook standing by the teacher. He looked up shyly, and the first person he laid eyes on was you. Your heart fluttered when he made eye contact and averted his eyes quickly as he blushed. Oh how cute! You thought smiling slightly. Oh my God, it's actually happening! You were having an internal conversation with yourself now, realising that this was true, you're already harbouring a crush on the boy. "Jungkook, why don't you take a seat next to y/n," your teacher said averting her gaze from Jungkook to you, nodding her head so you'd raise your hand to let him know where you're sitting. "Y/n, would you please show Jungkook around the school later, and help him with what he's missing. If there's anything you're unable to help him with, you can return to me," she said moving already behind her desk and opening her book to start the lesson as Jungkook made his way to the empty desk next to you.

"H-hi, I am Jungkook," he introduced himself minutes after he sat down. "I know, the teacher introduced you at the beginning of class," you said smiling softly at his rosy cheeks that displayed his embarrassment, you chuckled finding him so endearing trying to make a small conversation with you. You turned your head paying attention to what the teacher was explaining. You could feel Jungkook fiddle around in his seat looking around worriedly with his big Bambi eyes that you're sure are now your weakness. You realised that he was nervous because he doesn't have a pen and was embarrassed to ask for an extra one. You silently nudged him and gave him one of yours which made him flash you a grateful smile making you flash him a soft one.

Meanwhile, you and Jungkook were watching your younger-selves interact shyly just as you did ten years ago. "Kookie!" He hummed not really paying you attention since he was eating an ice-cream. You turned your head inspecting his features that didn't really change that much since you first saw him, "you didn't set the machine on that time by mistake, did you?" You asked referring to the time when you asked him about the time settings after your younger self had caught you both snooping around her, well technically your room. You looked at your melting ice-cream, taking a small bite as you could still see Jungkook from your peripheral vision. His movements stopped for a moment, seeing that you smirked as if you caught him in the act. Sensing your sly smile, he shook his head "I don't know what you're talking about!" He feigned dumbness as if you won't be able to tell that he was lying, but who was he fooling? You knew him like the back of your hand. He sighed looking at you in defeat as you raised an eyebrow at him waiting for him to explain himself. "Babe, I know how you were always anxious during that time of your life, and now that we achieved this together and made the whole time machine thing possible; I wanted the first thing for us to do is console your younger-self. I remember how you had a hard time because of your parents," he explained himself all pouty like a child who had done something wrong. However, Jungkook didn't do anything wrong, far from it actually, he wanted nothing but to make you feel less stressed and less unloved. He knows that his younger self has to overcome so many intricacies for you to open up to him. You were a totally different version from who you are right now, and it hurt him to see you doubting yourself or feeling inferior all these years because of your non-existent relationship with your parents. "Thank you, Kookie," you said placing a soft peck on his pouty lips. "You're not mad at me?" He asked, eyes widening, watching you enjoy your ice-cream as you took in your surroundings. You shook your head looking back at him. "I love you," you smiled holding his hand into yours. His worried bunny features eased into a smile and a look full of nothing but adoration for you, "I love you, too." He kissed you passionately while rubbing his thumb over your cheeks. "Finish your ice-cream. We have ten minutes remaining before we go back." You said looking at your digital watch. "What? We don't get to take the ice-cream with us?" He asked, curiosity glossing in his eyes. You shook your head at your husband whom you genuinely believed is a child trapped in the body of a 26 years old man, but as you said: you wouldn't want to have it any other way.

[karlajoyner]

Impossible (Reggie Peters x Reader)

A/n: This was again another request! I definitely enjoyed writing it! If you guys have any requests please comment them or dm me! Also currently working on an Owen Joyner smut that goes a little more into detail than the last so be prepared! Also let me know if you guys think I should make a tag list!

Requested by: @universefangirl (Tumblr)

Warnings: Smut (18+)

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I sat in my best friends garage listening to her rehearse with her band until it was time.

"Flynn's gonna love this" I said looking up from my sketch book.

"Thanks y/n/n. I honestly don't know what I would've done if you hadn't believed me"

"Well at first I didn't. But you proved your point Jules" I said remembering how I just thought they were normal boys at first. Cute normal boys.

"I just hope she forgives me" The girl sighed looking down. I looked back at the rest of her bandmates who like all guys stood there awkwardly. They all sent me a look begging me to comfort her. I rolled my eyes standing up.

"Julie we've all been best friends since kindergarten. We've been through everything together. This is just another one of those things we have to get through" I said going to pull her in for a hug from behind.

"Thanks. Again. It really means a lot"

"What are best friends for?" I smiled as she hugged back the room going silent.

“You never know how long your supposed to wait in this type of situation before you can talk again you know?" (If you know where that's from I love you) Luke said making my head whip towards him.

"Maybe a little longer" The brunette spoke making me facepalm.

I looked back at the group nervously to see them giving me a thumbs up. My gaze quickly finding the cute bass player who sent me an air kiss. I jokingly pretended to catch it earning disgusted looks from the rest of the band.

"Gross" Julie joked.

"Shut it Molina" I warned turning around to go bring our other friend in. I was startled at the sudden sound of knocking outside the doors. Hearing a few chuckles from behind me as I opened the door.

"Hey Flynny" I smiled using the nickname I gave her when we were kids.

"Y/n? What are you doing here? Where's Julie?"

"I'm right here" Said girl called from behind me.

"Thanks for coming we just wanted to rehearse the song so it was perfect which it's not but whatever"

"No if I'm gonna hear a song from your imaginary ghost band I want it to be perfect so get back in there" Flynn said waving us back.

"All of you. You too" She said pointing to absolutely nothing.

"She's not lying Flynn. They're real"

"Oh my god now you've got y/n/n in on your imaginary ghost band? Do you play air drums?" Flynn's asked placing a hand on my shoulder.

"No that's Alex. I'm not in the band per se but I watch them rehearse all the time. Plus my boyfriends in it"

"Oh so she really sucked you in. So where are they?"

"They're not out here"

"Oh I know" Flynn said patting Julie's shoulder before walking in. I looked at the girl beside me playfully rolling my eyes.

Flynn had always been the logical one out of the three of us. So no doubt this was gonna have to be good. I shut one of the doors behind us while Julie shut the other before making my way towards the boys who stood there looking excited.

"Good luck" I whispered. Placing a quick kiss to Reggies cheek.

"Oh so my best friends just kissing the air now. That's great. What's your moms number again?" She asked pulling out her phone. I playfully rolled my eyes taking a seat on the couch pulling up my sketch book once more.

I was currently working on a drawing for the guys. Something that screams were alive. As Luke put it.

"All right guys you ready? Uh actually can you go over there. Reggie needs some space to rock out and he feels kinda weird walking through you" Julie said. Flynn letting out a chuckle.

"Boy when you create a world you really live in it"

"Just sit" Julie said sitting her down in an empty chair.

"If you'll notice there's no equipment that will produce a hologram. Feel free to look around. The guys took a poem that I wrote about you and put it to music"

"Y/n helped" Reggie interrupted making me smile.

"I'm sorry. The guys and y/n"

“Aww! I wish I didn't have to talk to your parents after this"

“Come on Flynny it's a great song"

"If you say so y/n/n. So when did you go crazy?" She asked placing a hand on her knees.

"It's called Flying Solo. Hope you like it" I smiled upon hearing the opening notes of the song.

J- If I leave you on a bad note

Leave you on a sad note

I know all your secrets

You know all my deep-dish

Guess that means some things they never, they never

Change...

We both know what I, what I, what I

Mean...

When I look at you it's like I'm looking at me

I looked up from my book when Flynn let out a scream signalling she could finally see them.

All- My life, my life would be real low, zero, flying solo

My life, my life would be real low, zero, flying solo without you

Hey! yeah-e-yeah

Hey! yeah-e-yeah

My life, my life would be real low, zero, flying solo without you

I grinned at Flynn who gave me a horrified look.

"Are you seeing this?" She whispered. I only nodded giggling at her reaction.

J- Yeah, you know who I'm likin'

Way before I liked them, duh...

Cause you liked them first

And if somebody hurts you

I'm gonna get hurt too

That's just how we work, yeah, that's just how we work

It will never

Change...

We both know what I, what I, what I

I bit my lip watching my boyfriend sing at a close proximity with Luke. Something that I'll never get used to. But definitely enjoyed. When they finallly separated Reggie sent me a wink as he sang the chorus. Luke gradually making his was over to me sitting down on the armrest beside me.

My life, my life would be real low, zero, flying solo

My life, my life would be real low, zero, flying solo without you

I chuckled as Luke scared Flynn. Instinctively I smacked his arm. Earning a confused look coming from the girl as Julie pulled her away towards Alex and Reggie.

Hey! yeah-e-yeah

Hey! yeah-e-yeah

I watched closely as Flynn attempted to touch my boyfriend only to have her hand go right through him.

"Weird right?"

"They're ghost!" "Oh we prefer musician spirits"

"But y/n" Flynn said pointing at me.

"We don't understand it either. But she can see and touch them. It's not the same for both of us" Julie explained showing how her hand went through Reggie as well.

“Julie so does this mean you're joining the our band?"

"Umm actually I think you're joining her band"

"I'm gonna go with what she said" Julie said sticking a hand out for me. I grinned taking it.

My life, my life would be real low, zero, flying solo

My life, my life would be real low, zero, flying solo without you

Julie sang the three of us dancing along.

"You're crazy" Flynn mouthed to me making me smile wider. She tilted her head to the side pointed at the bassist who had his focus on me.

Hey! yeah-e-yeah

Hey! yeah-e-yeah

I moved away from the two girls to let them have a moment. Reggies bass playing coming to a halt. Instinctively I moved to his side. His arm finding my waist and pulling me close. A chuckle leaving his lips.

My life, my life would be real low, zero, flying solo without you

Julie harmonized coming forehead to forehead with Flynn.

"Still wanna talk to our parents?"

"No I'm good" Flynn said the two girls hugging.

"Bring it in y/n/n!" Julie said opening her arms wider. I smiled kissing Reggies cheek before rushing to engulf my best friends in a group hug.

"I'm really glad Flynn enjoyed the song today" I spoke after a long day. I was finally able to sit in at my desk and continue drawing in my sketchbook.

With Reggie present in the room as well. Like most nights.

"I did too. She seems like a cool girl"

"Oh she is Reg. She was literally my first ever friend and with Julie the three of us have been inseparable since" I explained to my boyfriend who moved his arms behind his head.

"Well then I guess I'll have to get to know her better. For your sake of course" He said the room falling into a comfortable silence with exception of my soft music playing in the background.

Ed Sheeran to be exact. He had easily become one of the boy's favorites new artist. So when they hung out in my room I played him a lot. Along with other artists of course.

It had been about 15 minutes of my pencil hitting the paper when I finally looked up to see Reggie gazing at me.

"Have you been staring at me this whole time?"

"Maybe"

"Why?" I asked.

"Because your adorable"

"Really Reg. Look at you. Your a hot teenage ghost rocker from the 90's and you think I'm adorable" I giggled.

"I love your laugh" He stated my cheeks immediately heating up.

"Thanks" I smiled shyly.

"I love you" He spoke again. My heart stopping.

That was the first time either of us had said that. Since the night I met them in Julie's garage to now. Those were the last words I never expected anyone to say that wasn't family or Julie or Flynn.

Upon not hearing a response the look on his face dropped as he pulled himself to the edge of the bed in front of me.

"I-I mean you don't have to say it b-back I was just thinking out loud but like I could have been t-talking about anything like pizza. I love pizza. P-pizzas good well except pineapple pizza kinda of sort of. Actually you know what's really good cheese pizza that's nice I really like it-" I quickly cut him off by placing a tender kiss to his lip. Feeling his hands cup my cheeks the warmth of them making me feel safe. Loved.

I wanted more of him. I wanted to feel all of him.

Finally breaking apart I smiled at the boy in front of me.

"What?" He asked as I gazed into his beautiful brown eyes.

"I love you too Reg" His small smile only getting bigger.

He quickly removed the sketchbook away from me. Placing me onto his lap.

"Are you sure?"

"I don't think I've ever been more sure of anything my whole life" I smiled as he pushed a strand of hair behind my ear.

"Kiss me" I whispered. Reggie immediately taking action.

I giggled as he began to kiss down my neck my hands flying to remove his red flannel. He was quick to remove it himself among my request. His other hand gripping my waist. I took this as my opportunity to fix myself on his lap straddling him. Like I'd done so many times before.

Our lips met in the middle as we both kissed each other with such force. Such passion. I smirked into the kiss as I placed my hand under Reggies tank top. His reaction something I hadn't expected.

"W-what are you doing?" He asked pulling away to look me in the eyes. I bit my lip giving him a look.

"Oh" He said letting out a breath.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah"

"Have you ever....." He trailed off. I nodded watching his face drop.

"If it helps I didn't really like the guy. And it was a long time ago"

"Oh" He kind of perked up.

"So? Are we good here?" I asked placing a soft kiss on his neck. And another and another. Until finally settling on a spot. Earning a throaty groan from the ghost.

"Yup" He squeaked out making me smirk. I placed my hand where it had been previously hiking it up his shirt. He quickly removed it before pulling me back in for a rough kiss.

"Reggie" I moaned as I began to grind on him only earning a soft whimper from the boy. Thankful my parents were out of town. Not for Reggies sake but mine.

"Come on y/n/n don't tease me now"

"You asked for it Reg" I smirked standing up. I smiled noticing how intently he was watching my next moves. I quickly removed my shirt and bra watching him gulp down nervously.

"Like what you see?" I asked biting my lip nervously.

I watched as he nodded eagerly before continuing. I removed my jeans as well leaving me in my panties before slowly bending down in front of him.

"N-no" He spoke stopping me from reaching toward his jeans.

"W-why not?" I asked confused.

"It's just- I wanna be with you tonight. We have plenty of time for everything else but this. This is different. It's our first time. I mean like not our first times but like our first time together and I-" I quickly cut off his cute rambling again with a kiss.

"I get it Reg. It's about us tonight" I smiled pushing him back onto my bed. Straddling him once more.

“Your so beautiful" He whispered his hands flying to my waist.

"Why thank you Reginald" I spoke bending down to meet his lips. Our bare chest coming into contact for the very first time. I moaned as he toyed with the waistband of my panties.

"Reggie please do something" I mumbled against his lips. He immediately took action flipping us over.

"Are you sure about this?" he asked waiting for my consent.

I simply nodded watching as he removed his jeans and boxers letting his hard on spring free from the contained fabric.

"Reggie" I panted digging my teeth into my bottom lip to widthold from the unholy sounds threatening to escape my lips.

"What baby? What do you want?" He teased pushing his finger against the fabric of my panties.

"You" He quickly ripped apart the thin fabric around my waist letting it fall off my body. Throwing it off to the side.

"Are you ready?"

"Wait!" I shouted pulling open a nearby drawer. I pulled out a condom from a box that had been sitting there for a while.

"Protection? Why do you have that there?"

"Well I knew this day would come Reg. I was hoping it would be with you" I said a smile forming on his face.

"Do you think we'll need it? I mean I'm a ghost"

"Safety first baby"

"Well okay then" He said slipping it on.

"Okay now are you ready?" I nodded as he slowly entered me.

Our moans filled the room as he let me adjust to his size.

"Baby your so tight" "Yeah well it's been a while" I muttered pulling at the hair at the nape of his neck.

"Okay you can move" I said giving him the go.

"If you want me to stop just say so okay?"

"Okay" I confirmed as he lent down to place a kiss upon my lips. He slowly began to move until he found a good pace. His thrust moving faster as a spur of moans left our lips.

"God I love you so much" I mumbled against my lips.

"Mmm. Faster Reg!" I encouraged him really feeling the pleasure course through me now. Getting exactly what I wanted I began to moan louder feeling him hitting my G spot at the perfect angle.

"Right there" I spoke feeling a knot forming in my lower stomach.

"I'm so close baby"

"Me too" He panted. We both released our orgasms at the same time relief washing over me as he pulled out. I laid back on the bed watching him throw the condom in the trash can under my desk.

"That was amazing" He said coming back to hover over me.

"It was" I smiled up at him. Pulling him down from behind his neck for another kiss. "I love you baby. I love you so much"

"I love you more" I said as he laid down beside me pulling the covers over us.

"Impossible"

[monsoonblooms12]

In Sunshine & In Shadow: Chapter 1-Love & Laughs

Summary of the Series: Let's set out on the walk of life. Pack up for embarking on an adventure of a lifetime with our favourite residents. A series of love, friendship and travel. It is all about fuelling your wanderlust❤️

In this chapter: Pooja and Ethan spend some cute moments and the talk of the trip begins.

A/N: This has been sitting in my drafts for a long time as I figured out the storylines I wanted to do for the various pairings. Now that I have planned everything, I can finally start posting. This chapter is Poo & E. We meet the others in the next chapter💛

If you enjoyed the story, please like it, leave a comment or reblog. Your feedback keeps me going💕

Thank you so much @jamespotterthefirst for prereading. Love you💛💛

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey X f!MC (Dr. Pooja Sharma)

Word Count: around 2.2K

Rating: General

Prompt :- @choicesaprilchallenge2021 Day 6: Sonder

Derry Roasters was abuzz with enthusiasm, but it didn't seem to act on her. To her, it felt like someone had turned the hourglass of her life, let the sand flow and forgot to turn it back. Her time had stopped there on its tracks.

Around her, people rushed through their day, not waiting for anyone. She felt like the still picture amidst a fast-motion video. Sonder was the word Pooja would use to describe the way she felt. Sonder, for her, is Surprise and Wonder intertwined in a single word. Wonder, at how life changes every minute of every moment. And Surprise at how, even after so many afflictions, tribulations, one will find the happiness that destiny had in store for them.

The thoughts in her mind swirled and asked for all her cognizance. Transfixing her mind in them, she let her emotions engulf her with leaden steps.

Ting Ding Ding

Pooja's eyes tardily broke contact with the empty bone china coffee mug as she picked up her phone.

Brookline Rejuvenate sent you an email.

But for her, it manifested being a testament that all of it was happening.

That she was not tumbling around in an atrocious daydream, which would vanish the instant, she fluttered her orbs agape.

Yes.

Edenbrook, the nonpareil hospital in the entire States, was closing down.

Every day of operating there, felt like she was relishing in the will-o'-the-wisp of her aspirations.

The thoughts of Edenbrook made her mind travel to the day when it all began. The elegant calligraphy on the envelope with the Cerulean and Lime Green Logo that bore her name. The message that turned her life upside down forever.

Then the Diagnostics Team. The extreme cases they had solved. They saw its end too. They were working their free hours at the free clinic or in the ER. Everything, every day, seemed to rush around her.

The days seemed to fly past, and so did the time remaining for Edenbrook.

Everyone had started looking up places to carry on with their medical careers & residencies. But no one wanted to leave Edenbrook before it closed down. They wanted to cherish every day before the ticking clock struck midnight and supply the last of their best healthcare to as many people as possible.

The thought of leaving everything behind was painful for Pooja. You are taking away the most valuable of things, she convinced herself. You are taking away memories. Beautiful memories. Painful memories.

But there was another nagging thought that piqued her time and again.

The Gala was everything she ever imagined. But the most memorable of the moments was The Kiss. He had kissed her.

In front of everyone.

Her mind went to the embedding touches Ethan left on her that night.

Now, as Edenbrook's time came to an end, and she planned about the rest of her residency, she thought of her and Ethan's relationship.

Were they meant to be? Were all those feather-light touches, the kisses in the rain, the tears they shed together, going to end in vain? Were their lives only connected till here?

Was it the beginning of the end?

"You're here."

You will live a hundred years, Ethan Ramsey.

Tearing away from the colossal reticulation of her thoughts, she turned towards him. His summery blues, meeting her ambers.

"Hey You"

Ethan came over and sat in front of her.

"You didn't tell me you were coming here. I had to ask Alex and Sienna to know about your whereabouts."

Pooja let out a tiny laugh. "Whereabouts? You are making me feel like a criminal."

Ethan chuckled. "If so, then you would be the most beautiful criminal I have ever seen."

This made Pooja giggle harder. "You are talking as if you have met hundreds of criminals."

"I will never win any debate with you. So let's just...let it be?"

"Accepting Defeat, Dr. Ramsey?"

"If it makes you smile that, then I will always accept defeat for you."

A blush crept up her neck as she said, "Okay, too much. Now stop"

Ethan let out a last chuckle as his order arrived. A Vienna, a coffee and black forest cake for him and a butterscotch one for her.

Taking her piece in hand, Pooja said, "All I need is you."

"Hey, what about me?"

"Ah, you know you can never win the battle against this" She held up the cake.

"You're ridiculous."

A subtle tee-hee, and they were surrounded with a perfect silence as they got lost in each other's world.

A world where all the hustle-bustle inundating them evaporated. There were no questions asked, no side looks given, and no stops in the world of their love. In this world, their coffee, cake and their memories were their sole companions.

There were no catechisms, no side looks given, and no obstructions in the world of their love.

"So…umm..." Ethan began.

"Yeah?"

Oh, C'mon Ramsey, it is obvious that you have fallen real deep for her! Alex's usual tease came ringing in his ears.

Oh Lexandra, why don't you leave me alone?

But she is right.

Ugh! Since when did The Ethan Ramsey, the man who could make an intern tremble with fear, start to fumble?

He took a deep breath, centred himself and began again.

"Can we go on a tour? With all of your friends or the Invincibles as you all ridiculously like to call yourselves.

"Wait. You Remember That?"

"How can I forget when you are singing the name in front of me every 10 minutes or so?"

"Or maybe you need a membership to the Invincibles? Which, I should make clear, you are not getting."

"You are ridiculous-"

"-ly smart. Ya, I know, Thank you very much. And speaking of the trip, I would go on a trip at any time, anywhere, you don't need to ask. Just tell. I will be ready in 10 minutes."

"You know I am not talking about a trip from here to Brookline. We could go on, you know, an international tour. To a place of your choices."

Pooja's face became Stoic, expressionless. A sudden flurry of anxiousness spread through Ethan's Heart.

Then he remembered. A tip Alex had given him "free of cost" as she would like to say, a few days back.

"Anytime you are asking Poo to go on a trip to one of her favourite places, just count till five after placing your point."

"Five? Why?"

"Just do as I say, and you will see for yourself" Alex winked and left.

So he did.

One, He saw Pooja's eyes widen a bit.

Two, Her Amber eyes were full of joy and excitement.

Three, A light blush and the faint dimple on her left cheek appeared, adding a shimmer to her beauty.

Four, Her lips crept up in a faint smile.

Five, Her face and expression fully express-

"YAY! YAY! YAY!" Her cheer came along which earned her side-glances from the other customers. But who cares when it's an international trip you are talking about?

Of course, Ethan thought, Lexandra was right.

"That is a Thantastic idea!!!"

"I am sorry, but Thantastic?" Ethan couldn't help but chuckle. She was a source of his never-ending amusement.

"Gawd Thanie! Thantastic is just an Ethan version of Fantastic. Duh!"

She bent over the table.

Deceiving him to think that she was going to kiss him. In front of the entire coffee shop.

Only for her to smack his forehead lightly and comedically.

Since when did you become a sappy idiot like that? Ethan mentally ridiculed himself.

"Stop making a comedy show out of me in front of the entire coffee shop."

"Stop acting comedically, and I will stop too" Pooja shrugged and flashed that one dimpled smile that he had come to be a fan of

The things the girl does to me! And I thought love didn't exist. Even Ethan's mind was satirizing him.

The snap of two fingers brought him back from Ethan-land to the Derry Roasters, Boston, Massachusetts.

"I thought Ethan-land doesn't exist. Glad to be proven wrong." Pooja's mocking giggle was a melody he wanted to record on a vinyl and play on a record player time and again.

He thought of presenting a counter-argument.

You still won't win.

So instead of wasting his energy in vain, he decided to save it for later.

"Hmm. Coffee done. Now let's head home. We will ask them to pack the cakes."

"Buy a few more."

"Hmm?"

"You know trip planning? And I am pretty sure I said that you can bring along your fri-"

"I think you mean The Invincibles?" Pooja cut him off, cocking her right eyebrow.

"Whatever." Rolling his eyes, Ethan didn't let his amusement seep through his features.

They both got up. Ethan bought a bunch of cakes while Pooja giggled, nearly tripped and sprained her left ankle lightly, and finally succeeded in texting her mates to join them for trip-ing plan.

When Ethan came out of the coffee shop, hands full, he saw her slight limping as she walked towards their car.

Shaking his head, and having a mental peal of laughter because of her clumsiness, he went to the car. Opening the rear door, he kept all the goodies on the back seat.

Then he turned towards Pooja. She still had all of her attention transfixed in reading something fascinating on her phone. She didn't even notice him.

In a quick motion, he went up to her, and before she could process the whole thing, picked her up bridal style and seated her in the front passenger seat.

The next minute, he was behind the wheel and was driving them home. More specifically, The condo of the Invincibles.

Mental eye-roll.

"Ahem, Ahem"

Of Course. She was yet to speak something.

"So what are you now, Super Ramsey? Picking me up in the middle of the pathway?"

"You were limping, Poo."

"You know I can manage myself just fine."

He stopped the car. The condo was still a block away.

"Why did you stop? This is not where we live. You know that."

Ethan turned towards her and caressed her cheek softly.

She melted into his touch. Her eyes closed momentarily, her beautiful eyes and alluring shadowy eyelashes reflecting the serenity her heartfelt.

"Poo. I know you are a strong, independent woman. You like to be self-dependent."

He paused a short breath. Taking her hand in his and kissing the top of it, he continued,

"But I cannot see you hurt, be it a slight limp or a broken arm. I will always take care of you."

"I know you will. You always do. But a limp, a broken arm is faint compared to what I have been through. You don't need to worry about me all the time."

"I will always worry about you."

"Eth-"

He placed a finger on her lips. "No more ifs, or buts. It is something I wanna do. Not something I have to do."

And with a look of assurance and care, Ethan started to drive again. His features were calm, his blue eyes had hues of red and golden of the traffic in front of them.

The unsaid string of words that dangled between the two of them was what had tied them together so strongly. Which made him believe she was meant to be his and her to believe that he was meant to be hers.

Pooja waited for that day, impatiently, when he would be hers and she, his. Angst in fiction was her love, but angst in her real life? Not really. At least, not with Ethan Ramsey.

Stop being melodramatic.

She snapped at herself.

It took them an additional five minutes to reach the condo. Once there, Ethan was the first one to get out of the car. Pooja followed. She stood next to Ethan, who was now taking out the pastry boxes.

His senses called out to him, informed him of her presence. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the exact spot where she stood.

Then, as if it was a second nature to him, he swept her towards him by the waist and kissed her in four steps.

First, He kissed her dimpled cheek, earning a gasp from her.

Then, he kissed her forehead and left silent praises for her heart to hear.

Third, His suck on her neck felt like the touch of a feather to her.

And Lastly, His soft pink lips meet her rosy moist ones, full of passion and a love so pure that threatened to overpower their senses.

Slowly, he turned her around in the rhythm of a dance, and hugging her from the back, he sensually pulled at the tip of her ear as his soft words warmed her heart.

"Shall we?"

Not what she wanted to hear, but the feels in her heart didn't let her feel disappointed.

"Of Course." A reply she made with an unvoiced wish that the next time he kisses her like he did today, he says those words which will make her, his forever.

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[buckyswheezes]

Cruel Summer (Pt. 1/2)

Premise: Steve was 7, Bucky was 6, and you were 4 when you became family. And it was in the summer of your last year in high school when things started to change.

Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes / What doesn't kill me makes me want you more

author's note: First of all, this did not go the way I planned it to. Second, I was wrong; this isn't one-shot but a two-shot fic. Finally, I hope you guys like it. Again, @lokisblackwidow's post made me do this. Sorry if it's different from what you expected it to be.

warning: this fic contains cursing, sexual shit, and incest. Read at your own risk

It's been 15 years since your family moved to New York to start anew. The concrete jungle, skyscrapers, and bustling broadway shows were a stark contrast to California's tropical and easy-going nature. You were too young, though, to notice such things because you were just three years old at the time and mostly spent your time confused because you haven't seen your mom in a long time.

It's only been dad and your brother Steve for weeks now, and both didn't know how to tie your hair the way you like or read those bedtime stories you loved so much. Years later, you finally realized why -she died. The next thing you knew, you have a new mom and a new brother. It's been that way since.

"How's the college application going?" Steve's gruff voice came from the ongoing Facetime.

"I haven't had my breakfast. Can I please have my breakfast first?" You replied, annoyed. You didn't want to be reminded of that first thing in the morning. You slumped down on the seat beside your mom, and she handed you a cup of freshly brewed coffee. "Thanks, mom," You muttered.

Your dad sat on the other side of the table, flipping through the day's paper, and beside him sat Bucky, stuffing his face with bacon, completely ignoring the chaos around him. The empty seat beside him was where Steve sat (when he's home, that is, which was rare nowadays), but the tablet with his huge face plastered in it was placed on the space on the table, so it felt as if you were all still having breakfast together.

"Ooh, someone's grumpy."

"I'm gonna beat your ass when you get home." You threatened.

"Well, joke's on you 'cause I'm not."

"You're not?" Mom frowned.

Steve shifted to look at her. "I took a summer course this year, Biostats. It'll help with my thesis."

"You sure you're not just fonduing with Maryland girls in the summer?"

"Shut up, Buck. You're the playboy in the family, not me."

"Alright, boys!" Your mom chastised then turned to Steve again. "Well, you take care, and if you need anything, just give us a call."

"Will do."

Steve attended Johns Hopkins University -unarguably one of the best universities in America when it comes to Medicine. He'd always wanted to be a doctor, and even though he never said it, you knew it was because of your biological mom. He could've gotten into Harvard, but like you, Steve itched to get out of New York for a change of environment. It was only Bucky who didn't want to go anywhere, and so he attended NYU.

You love New York, no doubt about that. You grew up exploring its Burroughs, and the Central Park had been a staple in your formative years, but lately, you just wanted to get away from all of it. Recently, something changed, and you convinced yourself that it was because it's your last year in high school and you will be going to college soon.

But you knew there was something else. Well, maybe it was also because you turned 18 early this year, you're legal now, and with your going to college on the other side of the coast, you were excited to have a bit of freedom. CalArts was your first choice, being into Performing Arts and all that. Now, your parents weren't painfully strict, but being the youngest and only girl in the family, they couldn't help but be a little protective.

When Steve went to Baltimore two years ago, you were quite relieved. You get it; you're his only sister, but the way he used to hover around and scare away boys grated your nerves. You were just thankful that by sophomore year, he was gone. He'd passed on the mantle to Bucky, but he didn't really care -well, not as much as Steve did.

"Dad, don't forget you're picking me up later after school. I can't be late for my rehearsal." You reminded. Across the table, your old man's jaw dropped.

"I'm sorry, honey, was that today?"

"Uhh yeah, you forgot already?"

"Sorry, it slipped my mind, honey. How about you pick her up, Buck?" He turned to your step-brother.

"What?!" You shrieked in unison.

"I can't. I have stuff to do." He whined. You roll your eyes at his lame excuse.

"No, it's fine. I'll just ask Peter to come with me."

"Who's he, your new boyfriend?" Bucky spat.

You glared at him across the table. "No, he's not. I don't even have a boyfriend; you and Steve made sure of that." You downed the last of your coffee before shooting daggers at him once more. "Don't pick me up. Go do your stuff."

"Bucky…" It was mom's turn to speak.

"Fine!" He grumbled.

————

"Bye, Peter. See you around!" You stood up from the bench where you and your friend sat as soon as you saw Bucky drove up the school's entrance.

You don't know what your step-brother's problem was, but lately, he'd been nothing but irritable and annoyed, especially with your presence. You didn't wait for him to call you, so you jogged as quickly as you could across the schoolyard, silently climbing on the passenger seat as soon you reached where he pulled over.

You cast a wary glance at him; he didn't speak to you since you got on. He didn't even acknowledge your presence. His jaw was set, and he was intent on ignoring you, it seems, for the duration of the ride.

You and Bucky weren't always like this. You two were close; you played a lot when you were kids, you built forts, you wrestled, you chased each other with whatever gooey stuff you put your little hands on. Over the years, he became distant. You'd started to feel distant when Bucky and Steve entered junior high -you just couldn't relate to the stuff they talk about anymore. You're still very close with Steve, but with Bucky, he just drifted further away, especially when you entered high school. Bucky was only two years ahead, so you always saw him around during your freshman year. He was very popular, it seems. Senior girls used to befriend you in hopes of getting close to your step-brother.

You couldn't take it any more of his animosity, so you fully faced him, shifting in your seat. "Have I done something wrong, Buck?"

He looked at you incredulously for a second before turning his attention back on the road.

Annoyed at his lack of response, you hit his shoulder with your fist.

"What the hell y/n! I'm driving. Do you want us to die?!" He growled.

You retreated back to your seat, feeling remorseful for a second. Only for a second, then you burst out crying. "I hate you! I wish you're not my brother!"

You heard him chuckle, but he obviously wasn't amused. "Yeah, wish you weren't my sister too."

———

Bucky was in his last year in high school when he noticed it. He was waiting outside the school library because you said you needed to borrow a book before the two of you go home.

When Steve went off to college, he promised he'd look after you. He noticed firsthand how guys from all grade levels flock to you, hoping they'd catch your attention. Now, Bucky knew what these guys really want, and that's to get in your pants. Over his dead body would he allow that to transpire. So you two always walked home together.

He craned his neck to peek through the giant doors, wondering what's taking you long when he saw you chatting with a guy. His brows furrowed while his lips formed a thin, grim line.

Your smile reached your ears, your eyes glistened in obvious delight, and your cheeks flushed. Your shy gaze was directed at the guy in front of you.

Bucky frowns even more, when the guy ruffled your hair, a gesture that only he has the right to do (he believes). He felt a vein in his head pop in irritation. He felt like punching someone.

"Hey, Buck, let's go!" You chimed, pulling him out of his murderous thoughts.

"Who were you talking to?"

"Oh, that's Stephen. A junior in the dance club." You almost giggled.

"Huh." He scoffed.

The next time he noticed it happen was when he stayed around to watch your cheer dance rehearsals. Your skimpy cheerleader outfit didn't leave much to the imagination; that's why he decided to hover around, ready to pounce on whoever looked at you the funny.

Bucky looked away for a second to glance at his phone when screams filled the schoolyard. The next thing he knew, you were in the air -free-falling. He ran as fast as his feet could take him to catch you, his heart pounding in his ears. Fortunately, someone was there to catch you before you hit the ground.

You fell on top of the guy -Stephen. He gritted his teeth, half-annoyed, half-grateful at the piece of shit. He saw how you stayed on top of him for a few seconds more; furiously blushing. The moment he reached you, Bucky yanked you up and from the guy's body.

"You okay?" He fussed, searching your body for any sign of injury.

"I'm fine, Buck. Stephen caught me." You bit your lip as you shyly looked back at the guy. "Umm, thanks again."

"Yeah, thanks, man," Bucky grumbled, pulling you away from the group.

The way your body rested on another guy just didn't sit well with him. Once again, he felt like punching someone, and that someone is Stephen. He hated the way the guy was always around you. Bucky was sure what his motive was, and he'll never let him get it.

"I want ice cream." You muttered later that afternoon on your way home.

Bucky scoffed at your request. "What are you, five?"

You stopped walking and faced him, a pout on your lips. "Steve always buys me ice cream."

"Well, I'm not Steve."

"Please, I fell off someone's shoulder and almost hit my head. What if I died?"

"What has that got to do with ice cream?"

"I hate you. You're the worst brother, ever."

Bucky chuckled at your antics; he knew you didn't mean it. You just say that to get what you want because when you were kids, Steve and he used to compete for the Best Brother Award. "Fine." He conceded with a smile. He grabbed your grabbed, and you both ran to the nearest ice cream parlor, ordering one big bowl of banana split sundae and stuffing your faces.

Bucky's whole body tensed when your moans filled your ears. He didn't mind it back then, you were young and innocent, but now, Bucky couldn't ignore the sound spilling from your mouth. Sweat dripped down his nape.

This isn't right.

Your moans seem to ring louder in his ears. The way you licked your spoon clean was not helping his situation either. Bucky thinks about the thin line between sanity and insanity when the chocolate syrup trickled from your lips down to your chin until it reached the supple skin of your neck.

"I need to go to the bathroom." He muttered and hastily jolted from his seat, scrambling away from you. Bucky has a growing problem inside his pants, and he needs to take care of it.

Stop this, Bucky, you need to stop this! His mind chastised while his hands unbuckled his belt. You shouldn't feel this… this way towards her. He's your step-sister. It's wrong.

As soon as he reached his release, he made up his mind. He'll stay away from you; kinda impossible since you both live in the same house, but he'll try his best for both your sakes.

Bucky stopped waiting for you after school. He stopped watching your rehearsals. He stopped helping you with your Math home works and, much to your mom's surprise, he started watching evening dramas with her in the living room every night.

So to answer your question, the one you shot at him when he picked you up from school that day. Yes, you did something wrong.

You grew up. And it's been hard for him to see you as his step-sister ever since.

——————

The last day of school finally rolled in, and you intended to enjoy summer before you start college. What you didn't see coming, though, was being left alone with Bucky for one whole week because your parents are going on a cruise.

"Can't I come with you?" You pleaded, eyes wide as you hauled your mom's baggage into the back of the taxi.

"Sorry, honey. Promise, we'll be back as soon as we can." She replied before giving you a hug.

"Don't leave me here. Bucky's gonna bully me all week."

"He won't, right Bucky?" She raised a brow at him, who stood with his arms crossed, looking annoyed.

"Try not to destroy the house while we're away." Was their final reminder before they went on their way.

Bucky was the first one to get back inside the house. Dread ate up your insides; you two haven't spoken since the car ride. You decided once and for all to get things straight with him. So you marched inside about five minutes later.

Bucky heard you barge in his room, but he remained still -eyes closed and pretending to be asleep. He jolted up when you unceremoniously hit his stomach with a pillow.

"What the hell, y/n?!" He snarled, clearly pissed at your assault.

Your nose flared at his attitude. "What is your problem, James Barnes?" You growled in return.

"Am I the one with a problem here?"

"Oh, come on! You know what I mean!"

Bucky pushed past you; you trailed behind, following his figure towards the living room. He needed to get away from you, fast. It irked him that you wouldn't stay the fuck out of his way. You'd even come and gone into his room. Bucky couldn't take it; he'd go crazy.

"Why are you avoiding me? Bucky!… Bucky! Answer me, damn it!"

"I don't know what you're talking about, y/n. So, leave me alone." He was about to reach the door when you threw yourself in front of it, barring his way out. "Move."

"NO! You're not going anywhere until you tell me what's wrong." You crossed your arms, planting your feet firmly on the floor. You weren't gonna let this day end without knowing why Bucky acts the way he does. If it was something that you did, then you'd wholeheartedly make it right, but you'll never know if he keeps on brushing you off. So, here you are.

"Y/n, move." Bucky hissed menacingly."

"No, Bucky." You replied in the same manner.

After your brief glaring contest, Bucky finally looked away, sighing in defeat. "Fine. Something's not right, okay? But it's not you, it's… it's… me, so let me handle this myself."

You relaxed and took a step closer to him. "Can't you tell me? I might be able to help."

Bucky looked away. How could he possibly tell you that he's harboring un-brotherly feelings towards you -his step-sister. How could he possibly tell you that you turn him on, that he's having inappropriate thoughts about you for a year now? How could he possibly tell you that he might be falling in love with you?

All those times you spent together when Steve was gone. The times you intently and genuinely listened to his adolescent problems. The times you cheered for him when he played football in high school. You were his number one fan. You were so different from the others, and he hated how it made him look at you differently. He hated when you boys started coming into your life. He always believed that you had a special place in your heart for him, but now he feared that anyone might snatch that place from him. You were his best girl.

Bucky grimaced at his realization. He finally admitted to himself that he is, indeed, falling in love with you. He felt angry at himself. How could he let this happen? He thought he was in control of his emotions.

"Eventually, I'll tell you. But not now." He said softly, hoping you'd let him go.

But you were persistent. "No, Bucky. I want you to tell me now." You demanded.

"Y/n," He growled loudly this time. "Move out of my way!"

"I won't until you tell me."

"Move!"

"Just tell me!"

Bucky's resolve broke. The sirens in his mind went off, but he ignored them as he strode towards you intently. He smirked when your bravado faltered before vanishing completely when he pushed you against the door; your bodies pressed together, making sure you could feel the tent growing against his pants.

Your eyes widened in shock. "Wha-"

"You wanna know why? Huh," He asked through gritted teeth, his face hovered dangerously close to yours that you could feel the hot breath coming through his nose. Bucky didn't give you time to answer because he roughly crashed his lips towards yours. He wasted no time shoving his tongue inside your mouth.

Bucky could feel your hands against his chest, pushing him away. He could hear the muffled pleas of protest as he relentlessly assaulted your mouth. His lips left yours only to find themselves on your neck, sucking on your skin.

"Bu.. Bucky.. stop.. s-s-top." Tears cascaded down your cheeks, but you were frozen in spot, unable to wipe them away.

But Bucky ignored your appeal. He continued sucking your skin while his hands traveled your side, feeling you up. When he couldn't get enough of you, he bit the skin on your shoulder.

You yelped in pain. "Stop! Stop, get off me!"

Still, Bucky did not listen. Dissatisfied with his actions, he dragged and threw you towards the couch; he straddled over you, your hands pinned on the cushion. You squirmed beneath him, trying to escape his hold.

Bucky pulled your shirt up and found his lips back on your skin again; this time, he latched on your erect nipple and sucked as if his life depended on it. When he was done abusing both your buds, he moved to kiss your lips again, but your tear-stricken face met his eyes.

Bucky went stiff as a board, and you used that opportunity to push him, backing off as far as you can from him. Your loud sobs filled the house as you sank to a pool at your feet, hugging your knees to yourself.

You couldn't believe what your step-brother had done. Your mind couldn't begin to fathom his actions.

Bucky sat motionless, his horror-struck at his deed. He bit back the long line of profanities that ran inside his head as he stared dumbfounded at your crumpled figure.

A painful pang of guilt washed over him like a tidal wave. What had he done?

"Y/n.. I-I'm… I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He said and scrambled out of the house.

Bucky didn't come home for three days while you spent it in a daze.

Bucky kissed you; he put his tongue inside your mouth. He touched you in your private parts. He sucked on your nipple while you lay beneath him. He held you like a lover would.

But he was your brother; why would he do that?

The sound of the front door opening pulled you out from your thoughts. Your gaze met Bucky's; he had dark circles around his eyes, and you wondered briefly whose house he crashed when he didn't come home.

"Bucky…" You stood from the couch and approached him.

Bucky liked that about you. You were brave and face things head-on; you're not one to back down, just cause you were scared. But he doesn't think he could handle you right now, not after what he's done. He walked past you, intent on ignoring you.

"After what you did, I at least deserve to know the truth, don't you think?"

Your words hit home. You were right; you deserved at least that much. Sighing, he turned back and sat down on the couch.

"I know this is downright wrong, but I'm in love with you, y/n," Bucky confessed softly, and he heard your small gasp.

"But, we're… I'm your sister."

"step-sister," He corrected. "I can't help it. I love you more than a step-brother could love his step-sister. I love you as a woman y/n. I tried to stop it, but it was hard."

You deserved to know the truth no matter how disgusting, condemning, or how sinful it was.

"I am still trying." Bucky continued, and this time, he gave you a firm look. "And I need, need you to help me."

Your heart skipped a beat. "What do you want me to do, Buck?"

"Stay away from me."

You pulled back in shock. "But-"

"No buts!" He hissed. "Can't you see how hard this is for me? You think it's easy to stay away from you when I love you?" He pleaded. "After this, I want you to stay away, don't talk to me unless it's a life or death situation."

"Mom and dad will notice."

"Then don't make them notice." He got up and approached you, then reached for your hand, clasping them together. "Please, y/n, you have to."

With a heavy heart, you nodded. Bucky moved and gave you a quick peck on the forehead, and it felt like goodbye.

Weeks quickly flew by, fortunately for the both of you, your parents didn't notice a thing. You bickered like you used to during breakfast, but both of you knew that it was forced. When they weren't around, which was much since both of them worked, you barely talked to each other and were barely left alone in the house.

Bucky spent most of his time playing basketball -his new hobby to get his mind off you. He's always gone during weekends playing with his college friend Sam Wilson. You saw the guy once when Bucky invited him to dinner with your family. After that, Sam can frequently be seen in the house. Your parents were cool with it since Steve didn't come home for summer.

One afternoon, Sam was there again; you could hear their banter all the way up to your room. However, what really bothered you though was the presence of a woman -Sharon. She's Bucky and Sam's classmate in one of their class, and along with Sam, she started hanging out at your house.

You groaned, annoyed. You couldn't focus on the application essay you were supposed to write with that woman's shrill voice downstairs. You slammed your fist against your study table, intent on giving the three a piece of your mind. You stood up and marched downstairs, catching their attention.

Sharon sat between Sam and Bucky, and they were pretty occupied with a mobile game before you came.

"Can you guys keep it down? You're not the only people in the house."

"Oops, sorry, y/n." Sharon squeaked.

"We'll keep it down," Sam promised.

You just nodded before glaring at Bucky, who did not even acknowledge your presence. You grumbled something before storming back to your room, slamming the door close.

Sharon and Sam ended up having dinner with them again. With Sharon seated beside Bucky, again. Your mom told them to drop by again. And, Bucky walked Sharon home, again.

And you were getting tired of this. You wanted to help Bucky, but you can't just sit back and watch him replace you with someone else. No, you can't allow it. This has to stop.

You waited for Bucky to come home; you were in his room sitting on his bed with a determined look on your face.

As soon as Bucky stepped inside, he was shoved against the door, making it slam close. He winced at the pain on his back, but he was startled and shocked when he felt your lips connect with his in a searing kiss. His first instinct was to push you away, but his desire got the better of him. His eyes slipped close, and he kissed you back passionately.

Bucky's thoughts were in a haze as both your lips danced with each other. It didn't take long for him to invade the warmth of your mouth, fingers tangling themselves into your hair, while your hands curled around the front of his shirt, trapped between your heated bodies.

"Why," He moaned before pulling away.

Your ragged breaths filled the room; you looked at him with glistening eyes. "I don't care anymore, Bucky. I don't want to lose you. I don't want to be replaced by Sam or Sharon or anyone else." A tear escaped your eye, and it cascaded down your cheek.

Bucky leaned down and kissed it away, the salty taste lingering in his tongue.

"I want you back, Bucky."

Bucky felt a painful tug on his heart at the sight. He loves you, but he was also the one making you cry. He cannot bear the thought of hurting you. He caressed your cheek and gazed at you lovingly, longingly.

"You're making this hard for me, y/n. For the both of us."

You shook your head once more and pulled his face close to yours. "I don't care anymore, James Barnes. Love me any way you want, just don't… don't leave me again."

Bucky froze at your words. He pulled away then grasped both your shoulders. "Y/n, you don't know what you're saying."

"I do. I'm not a child anymore. I want how we used to be; if accepting your love could get things back to the way it was, I accept it.

Bucky shook his head. "No,…no y/n, nothing will ever be the same if you let me love you the way I want to."

Your face visibly fell at his words. Feeling hopeless, you asked. "Why?"

"Why?" Bucky asked back softly. "Because unlike then, I'll kiss you more like this…" He started and gave you a sensual kiss on the lips. "I'll hold your hand like this…" His hand went to yours, and he intertwined your fingers.

"We used to do that when we were kids."

Bucky just hummed in response. "And I'll pull you close to me like this…" He continued and did just as he said. He pulled you against his heated body and inhaled your scent. "And you'll always ignite that burning feeling inside me, y/n. So, unless you get used to these things, I will not let you do this."

"But we used to do some of those."

"It's going to be a lot different now."

"I don't care. I'm used to it. In fact, I miss it. Don't ever leave me again, Bucky, please. I love you so much."

Bucky's eyes widened in surprise. He could feel the rapid beating of your heart against his. He pulled you in once more for a passionate kiss.

"I love you too, y/n. You don't know how much you make me happy."

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I forgot that you existed : Chapter one

A/N: okay chapter one is here going a little slow with the storyline wanted to add a little bit of details to the lives of the characters. I can guarantee in next chapter our hero will be in full form and not just in flashbacks. Hope you like it. Feedbacks and suggestions are always welcome.

Pairing : Tom Holland × Singer reader

 Summary: It's been more than five years since you and Tom have gone their own ways after a heartbreaking breakup which had left both of you shattered. Both of you thought that you were finally over with each other and were happy in your respective lives until you meet again at a reunion trip planned by your best friend and you realise you are still not done with each other.

 Warnings: none, flashbacks.

 Mini playlist: love story, ME! By Taylor Swift

We were both young when I first saw you

I close my eyes, and the flashback starts

I'm standing there

On a balcony in summer air

 Sounds of giggles and laughter " No! she is my best friend" Harrison exclaimed pulling you by grabbing your left hand towards him "No she is my best friend!" Tom said, pulling your right hand. You couldn't stop giggling as you were stuck between a tug of war between your two best friends who stated that you can only be best friend to any one of them not both. You were only 5 years old then Tom & Harrison both 3 years older than you but you loved hanging out with them.

Your parents shifted from LA to London for their work and coincidentally your house was in the same neighborhood as were of the boys. You all became friends through your mothers when they used to take you to the park when you were toddlers. You were the only girl of the whole boys gang consisting of Tom, Harrison, Harry and Sam and they were very protective about you. You used to boss them around.

 As Haz and Tom were quarrelling over whose best friend you were in the backyard of the Holland's house. Tom out of nowhere declared "if it's that so Y/N is my girlfriend" and gave a gentle peck on your lips, you stood there in shock and soon you started blushing as you covered your face with your hands and ran inside to your mother who was chatting with Nikki.

 You went up to your mom and asked innocently "Mom, Tom said that I'm his girlfriend and gave me a kissy like you give me every night before bed. Is he no more my best friend ?" Both the mothers started laughing as Nikki spoke  “no peanut he will always be your best friend and if you love bugs stay like this forever maybe he can be your husband too."

 You scrunched your face and said "eww!! I will not marry him"

 “why is that so? " your mother asked laughing

 "he always steals my chocolates" you said innocently “no I don't!! Tom said from behind as he entered the house with Haz, “yes you did yesterday only you took it from my bag at school” both of you now started arguing. Nikki and your mom burst into laughter after hearing it. That was the beginning of your love story.

 Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone

I'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run

You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess

It's a love story baby just say "Yes"

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You loved to listen to songs as it helps to release your stress and this song of yours was very dear to you as it reminded you of some sweet memories. You were scrolling through the photographs that you had taken back when you were living in London together with the boys as you thought about that whole incident, your actual first kiss, you smiled and shook your head at the realization that you both had disappointed your mothers.

 You finally dialled Harrison's number he picked up instantly

 "Hey Y/N!"

 "Hello.. this is 911 what is your emergency?" You chuckled

 "You will never change will ya?"

 "That was the plan actually to never change"

 "Talking to you after a long time man missed your voice so much"

 "Me too Haz.. So how's everything going there?"

 "Yeah everything is fine here just wrapped up my new film."

 "Great!! How are the boys, Nikki and Dom?"

 "They are all fine. Harry is busy with his new film's plot, Sam as usual experimenting with new dishes."

 "An.. and how's he?" You hesitatedly asked

 "He's good too wrapped up Avengers 5 will be returning home tomorrow.

By the way congratulations for the success of your new album to be honest it's a badass album the lyrics are dope."

 You giggled.. "Thanks Haz"

 "So now are you free or still have any upcoming projects?"

 "I can never be free Haz I m always working, always thinking of lyrics for my next song. Leave all that, what was the emergency that you said to call so urgently?"

 "Ummm.. Y/N I want something from you."

"Anything for you Haz"

 "You have to promise me first Y/N that whatever I say you have to say yes"

 "When have I ever said you no anyways just tell me"

 "No! Y/N first promise me"

 "Uggh Okay Haz I promise now spit it out. Sometimes you really act childish." you rolled your eyes.

"I want you to come back home I mean back here at London I have planned a 10 days trip to Cornwall at my beach house which we all used to go every summer when we were kids it's a sort of reunion for the whole gang I have invited Z and Jacob too"

 "Haz you know I only go on Christmas every year to spend time with you guys because that is when I m free. And I'm pretty busy this month. I have a recording to be done next week for my upcoming single."

 "Y/N you promised you will not refuse me. I just want a little time from your busy life.”

 "But Haz…"

 "And also I'm gonna celebrate my 30th birthday there, your man is getting old love."

 "Umm... I don't know what to say Haz I'm confused"

 "If you're thinking about him I can assure you there will be no problem besides he is not single anymore so why worry?"

 That is the problem Haz you said in your mind.

 "Umm okay I'll give it a thought and let you know after confirming the availability of dates." You ended the call and fell back on your bed, your hands and legs spreading across the bed  like a starfish. You face palmed and groaned.

 You went into a deep thought, your brain still processing the whole conversation you had with Harrison. After a few minutes you heard your phone buzzing and you smiled as you looked to see who was calling. It was Zendaya, face timing you. You had seriously wished to talk to someone right now. You have very few close friends in the industry and Zendaya was one of them. You collaborated with her for your bad blood music video and you guys clicked instantly from that day you became really close. She was your 3am BFF and you both knew each other's darkest secrets. You picked up the call.

 "So Haz called you up didn't he?"

 "Bingo!! So what are you thinking?" Zendaya laughed

 "I don't know Z. I just feel scared. I know I have met him a couple of times during my Christmas visits after everything happened  but that was just a one day thing and this whole 10 day trip is freaking me out. I also don't want to disappoint Haz. I missed all of his birthdays for the past few years on purpose just to avoid Tom."

 " You are just over thinking babe everything will be fine and I will be there to cheer up your emotional ass. Besides as much as I know Tom is very chilled out he will not bother you."

 " I don't think so. He has a very cold attitude towards me even now whenever I go back home. "

 After you moved to NY you almost begged your parents to move here and stay with you but they were adamant of staying in London so once in a year you used to visit your family and friends during Christmas. The Christmas Dinner was always hosted by the Holland's after your break up you always panicked to go to their house. The first year when you went. The boys, Nikki, Dom welcomed you as if nothing had happened; they hugged you with joy. But when you went to give Tom a hug he just backed off and out of formality gave you a shoulder hug and you got your hint to stay away. He even brought his new girlfriend for the dinner which you thought he did on purpose to make you jealous or hurt you. And you were actually hurt at the thought that he really moved on so quickly. So you avoided family gatherings to prevent such awkward situations.

  "Babe your life doesn’t revolve around Tom he was a part of your life which is over. Start living your life. And we are in our early 30’s and still single don’t wanna die like that do you ??. Even if you want you can have your sweet little revenge by showing off that hot body on the beach and show that asshole what he missed." Z smirked.

 You quirked your eyebrows “So you're telling me to be a bitchy ex who doesn’t want to see her ex boyfriend happy”

 " Nooo!!! I didn’t mean that just show him how happy you are, that you are one of a kind, he will never find anyone like you in his life. We are gonna have a blast honey and you are coming so start packing."

 You had to finally give in with a deep sigh you said .."okay Z I ll go but if I jump off the cliff after all the mental stress I'm going to get in those 10 days you and Haz will be responsible for it." you laughed.

"Oh we won't want that. Besides you have handled more stressful moments than this you will be fine dramaqueen." Zendaya said.

 You talked to Alex about the whole trip to sort out the dates. He was a little sceptical at first about the whole reunion with ex trip , but he believed in you and gave you a nod for the trip. You informed the good news to Haz of your approval to the whole trip. Before you could leave for your unplanned vacation you had to finish recording and shooting for your new upcoming single featuring Breidon Urie.

 "I promise that you'll never find another like me

I know that I'm a handful, baby, uh

I know I never think before I jump

And you're the kind of guy the ladies want

(And there's a lot of cool chicks out there)

I know that I went psycho on the phone

I never leave well enough alone

And trouble's gonna follow where I go

(And there's a lot of cool chicks out there)

But one of these things is not like the others

Like a rainbow with all of the colors

Baby doll, when it comes to a lover

I promise that you'll never find another like

Me-e-e, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

I'm the only one of me

Baby, that's the fun of me

Eeh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

You're the only one of you

Baby, that's the fun of you

And I promise that nobody's gonna love you like me-e-e"..............

 The song was soon officially released by the music company and the audience loved it and your work was done for the moment and now you could focus on the trip. All of a sudden you were really feeling excited about the whole thing. You and Z were constantly texting each other to plan about the journey.

 The day arrived and you met Z at the airport. "So ready for the battle?" she chuckled. You rolled your eyes and laughed "going on a battle would have been much easier compared to this I guess" but in your mind you were confident. Yes you had finally decided that you're ready to face Tom Holland to show him that you have also moved on. And to show him that he'll never find another like you.

 The nine hour flight was uneventful as both you and Z slept most of the time which proved that you both were in dire need of a vacation away from your hectic glamorous lives.

 It was around 5 ‘o’ clock in the morning in London when your plane landed. Both of you collected your check in luggages. Check out was hassle free as it was early morning with few people around and nobody recognised you as both of you were in your hoodies. As you came out of the exit door you started to look amongst the crowd and finally you saw those familiar icy blue eyes approaching towards you.

 “Ah!! Finally the star arrived” Harrison hugged you tight

“And all credit goes to you Z because our star has stopped listening to her best friend may be got someone else to replace me” he hugged zendaya and started laughing

“getting rid of you has been one of the failures of my life" you pouted

 "Ouch!" Harrison dramatically placed his hands on his chest as if hurt.

 "No one can ever replace you from my life you idiot" you lightly punched his arm.

 Harrison chuckled and said with a fake French accent "I m your chauffeur for the day, madame your car awaits at the parking lot."

 After you three put all your luggages in the car. Z and you sat at the back seat and Harrison sat on the driver's seat as he started the car. It was an approximate four hour ride to his beach house.

 " You know Haz I really missed the summer in London so glad I said yes to your plan."

 "The only thing I liked about London when I came for Spiderman:FFH shoot is the Harry Potter museum" Zendaya declared

 You noticed Harrison looked a little off today so you asked "you look a little bit stressed out Haz what's the matter bud?"

 "How do you read my mind so easily?" Harrison sighed.

 "I'm your best friend dumbo now tell me what is the thing that is bothering you so much?" you said with concern in your voice.

 "Okay I need to say you something, just don't be mad Tom will be bringing his fiancee too at the beach house. But don't worry everything will be fine I promise."

 Your face went expression less as you looked at Harrison then to Zendaya. You were starting to panic from inside. You let out a sigh and rolled your eyes as you leaned on Zendaya's shoulder. She rubbed your shoulder to comfort you as you thought in your mind "what a great start to this cursed trip."

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Synopsis: Yn Ln is an environmentalist - Miyagi University’s very own campus ‘Green Thumb.’ One day Hinata Shōyō who happens to be a close friend of Yn, invites them to come to one of his races. The only problem is that this race of his, is illegal. Read the journey of Yn who has been sucked into the world of illegal street racing with the one goal: to create an eco-friendly race car.

WC: 1.8K

Note: is this character development I smell? 👀

Vanilla Bean Frappe

You slowly make your way down to the Karasuno club room, Sugawara had run off to the bathroom which left you alone; not that you minded of course. Sometimes a little bit of peace and quiet while you wander past various different crews is nice. It allows you to have the freedom of walking from place to place and being able to let your eyes roam around your surroundings. Normally with Sugawara you had only kept your eyes on him and the road ahead, not wanting to seem disinterested in the many things he talked about. You notice how the clubrooms are closely packed together, the smaller teams sit in one area while the bigger teams are only a few metres apart - and that the more… successful crews have more members and a larger room. Shiratorizawa was slightly larger than Dateko’s, Seijoh and Karasuno’s. You guess it's simply because they are the champions and need the extra room to store their trophies. Dateko and Karasuno are on the same side, Seijoh and Shiratorizwa mirror them which forms a square between them. You let a small smile ease it’s way onto your face, it was freezing but you were excited to speak with Shouyou and congratulate him on his race. 

You freeze when you hear a quiet sob, you narrow your eyes as you look around you but no one seems to be crying - there’s no one outside either. Just when you get ready to move again you hear another sob, and against your brain’s desire, you make your way to the sound. You can't help yourself, you hate it when someone is in pain.

There is a figure hunched over behind a tree and from where you’re standing they look like a guy. You slowly walk up to them and put your hand on their shoulder before crouching down next to them; ‘hey are you alright-- Oikawa! What are you doing here?’

Oikawa wipes the tears off of his face and looks away from you, his body shrinking into itself as if he was trying to protect himself. ‘Listen up, brat, I don't care about you nor do I know you. Why are you here? What did I do to deserve being plagued by you? Why can't you just leave me alone huh?’

You retract your hand and let out a long sigh. He was obviously upset and didn't mean the things he said; or maybe he did, but it didn't matter, all that mattered was that you knew he was alright - even if you despised him to some degree. ‘Oikawa… I’m sorry, I'm not sure what’s made you so distraught but I want to help… is there anything I can do-’

‘No! Just leave! I don't want nor do I need you here.’

The kind smile you put up to comfort him shakes a little before it regains its composure. ‘Should I get Hajime?’

The atmosphere becomes deafeningly silent and stays that way for a minute, ‘no,’ he whispers as more tears roll down his crimson cheeks, ‘I know we have this strange relationship where we both dislike each other but do me a solid, don’t tell anyone you saw me like this.’

You have to lean in close to hear him and you find yourself shivering at his voice, it was smooth and sweet like chocolate and you think it suits him completely. ‘I promise, and I know we don't like each other, but I have an idea to make you feel better… let's be friends for the night,’ you say as you place your hand back on his shoulder.

He flinches like last time while he looks at you - shock written all over his face, ‘I'm sorry what?’

You lose your balance which results into you falling onto your behind and you feel your face heat up; ‘I- well, it's just that I thought maybe we could just head over to some fast food restaurant and get you a drink to cheer you up and get your mind off of whatever and, and I uh thought maybe it was best to go with me because um I don't know maybe a stranger’s company is what you need?’

He scowls at you before sighing and getting up, ‘yeah… maybe you’re right. Let's be friends for the night.’

✄.

You find yourself in the passenger seat of Oikawa’s car and despite your initial thoughts, the car doesn't smell half bad - in fact it smells good, it reminds you of hot cocoa on a winter’s day. You look out the window and see the street lamps fly by and soon enough, you arrive at an all day Starbucks located at a seemingly abandoned gas station. 

Oikawa gets out of the car first and walks around to open the door for you; ‘you didn't have to do that…’

‘I didn't but I did anyway so you should be saying thank you.’

You resist the urge to scoff and instead, opt to roll your eyes in a semi playful manner, ‘yeah you're right, thank you my King,’ you fake courtesy after you get out.

You look up to see him scowling down at you but still doing his best to bite down a smile, ‘come on, let's just get a drink and never speak again.’ You laugh at that.

✄.

‘I'll get one vanilla bean frappe, thank you, oh uh… medium size thank you!’

‘Your orders will be ready shortly!’ says the cashier.

Oikawa leads you over to an empty table that was seated towards the back of the food court. ‘So you have a sweet tooth huh?’

‘Yeah I guess… could say the same for you? An iced coffee with caramel.’

His lips twitch up into a smile, ‘yeah I guess.’

You sigh as you lean back into the chair, ‘we totally got off on the wrong foot, didn't we?’

Oikawa looks out the window, ‘yeah we totally did… I guess I'm partly to blame.’

You make a sound of agreement, ‘yep. I know you said that this would be a one time thing, but I think so far it’s been nice to be with someone who doesn't really know you. I'm not sure… I'm tired so I'm really just rambling.’

‘No, I understand perfectly. Being with a stranger, someone who doesn’t know you, feels free I guess. They don't know what's going on in your head and they are entitled to know how you're feeling or whatever.’

Silence takes over as you both continue to drink. ‘Maybe… maybe we could become friends or something?’

Oikawa sighs and looks at you with an unreadable expression, ‘no. That's the deal we made, we aren't going to become friends. But… you did help me feel a bit better I guess, I'm not crying anymore so that's a plus…’

You bite your lip and look away, contemplating on what to say next. Oikawa’s gaze is still focused on you, making you feel small. You look him in the eyes, ‘let's stay as strangers.’

He lets out an amused scoff, ‘stay as strangers? What's the supposed to mean?

Suddenly you feel nervous, naked and exposed. ‘Well I just thought that uh maybe, maybe you and I could, umm, we could y'know do this every so often? But stay as strangers… we just meet up get a drink and stay in each other’s presence but we don't get to know each other-’

‘I like it. But let's set some rules as well, yeah?’ your eyes widen in shock, you didn't think he would actually agree. ‘First off, no interacting with each other away from this, and if we do we continue to be rude to each other? We stay as far away as possible - mentally that is.’

‘Second rule, no falling in love.’

‘Shouldn't that be obvious?’

‘I- yes, yes it should but you seem to have a thick skull so I have to make sure you know.’

He smirks, ‘well, looks like you can be mean.’

‘What's that supposed mean!?’

‘Oh? Absolutely nothing darling,’ oh, there it is; that irritating pet name, ‘let's continue with our rules. I say for rule three we tell nobody.’

‘Agreed, so far we have, one - stay as strangers, two - don't fall in love slash become friends and three, tell nobody. How about one more, we can confide in our problems with each other but not get to know each other on a personal level?’

‘I like that.’ he smiles, and God it is so beautiful. I think that’s about right. How about I take you home?’

You look up at him and smile, ‘that’d be helpful.’

✄.

You watch as Oikawa’s car speeds off into the night before you make your way to your apartment which is regrettably on the third floor. Trudging up the stairs you curse at yourself for making a deal with the devil - no, not Oikawa, but with the landlord who told you that the ‘three flights of stairs was short and easy to walk up.’ What utter bullshit. 

You pull out your apartment keys and go to open the door but something is blocking your way. Looking up from the floor you find this something to be someone, and this very someone is the very ex-lover who shattered your heart. ‘Kiyoko,’ your voice is breathy and shaky, it sounds as though you are trying to convince yourself that what you see before you is real and not an illusion.

She looks down, ‘hey Yn,’ she starts off softly, ‘I thought maybe we could talk… you weren't at The Garage tonight with everyone else and I assumed you still lived in the same apartment.’

You glare at her, ‘I'm sorry what? How do you know about The Garage?’

Kiyoko looks taken aback, ‘I'm the other manager. You didn't know that?’

Now it's your turn to be confused, ‘no, no I did not. I just assumed that someone had the same name as you…’ you felt like an idiot because what you are telling her is the honest truth. 

She quietly giggles, ‘I see. Well I haven't been there the past two weeks… I've been out of town-’

‘Please just get to the point,’ you beg.

‘I think it’s fate. I want to give it another go- I want to give us another go. I still have your number and I know you still have mine…’

You scowl at her as you walk past into your apartment, ‘and get my heartbroken? Again! No thanks.’ And with that, the conversation is over and the door is slammed on Kiyoko’s face.

You walk into your room and sit besides the bed. Kiyoko’s offer is tempting, you really do want nothing more than to climb back into her arms and inhale her scent, you want nothing more than for her to run her hands through your hair as she places delicate kisses to your forehead. ‘Fuck!’ you yell out.

✄.

Kiyoko walks down the stairs to Sugawara’s car, ‘How’d it go?’ he asks. She looks away and he takes it as a sign that she doesn't want to speak about it. ‘Still, I really had no idea you and Yn had a history like that… Why did you two break up?’ She stays silent and Sugawara knows he should drop the subject.

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Monachopsis- Monsters chapter 5

Pairing: Olivia x Liam, Olivia x Emma (MC), minor Liam x Emma (MC)

Word count: 2,418

Warnings: Evil Liam, Evil Olivia, manipulation, mild nsfw 

Summary: Emma and Olivia get cleaned up. The group prepares to leave New York.

A/N: More evil Liam. This one is severely twisted. This is a collaboration with @sirbeepsalot, so hang onto your seats.

Series warnings: Evil Liam, Evil Olivia, child abuse, character death, abuse, knife violence, blood, unhealthy sexual situations, NSFW content to come. By asking to be tagged you acknowledge you are at least 18 years of age.

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Monachopsis: The small but somehow persistent weird feeling that you're out of place.

Emma rested in the bath for several minutes, her hand haphazardly popping bubbles from the vanilla bath soap Olivia gave her. She felt guilty for pushing her away. Obviously she isn't trying to use you. If she was, she wouldn’t have helped you get away from Trey. She thought of the wound on her chest, how swollen and angry it was compared to the bruised flesh of her other breast. She let him do that to her to save you.

She slipped out of the bath and patted herself dry before wrapping her body in a luxurious towel, all the time chastising herself for her actions. She left when you told her you didn’t want to make the same mistake twice. She looked hurt but respected your wishes.

She opened the door and left the bedroom suite. Maybe she will want to join you after Liam cleans her wound. She looked around the suite, unsure of where Liam and Olivia were. She noticed a room service cart to the side of the living area. She walked over and plucked a strawberry off a tray before biting into its juicy flesh. She loved strawberries but Trey didn’t like them.

She quickly ate a second one before returning to the task of finding Olivia and Liam. She noticed a door to what she assumed to be another bedroom suite ajar and smiled as she padded across the room. The door was ajar and she heard soft voices whispering. She paused as she tried to figure out what they were saying but she couldn’t make out the words.

Her hand shook as it fell from the door. They are using you--they won’t even speak freely when they believe you are in the bath! She shook her head to clear her negative thoughts. Why do you always suspect the worst? They aren’t Trey. Maybe they are planning a nice surprise. Maybe they don’t want to disturb you while you relax.

Her hand reached up and cracked the door open when she paused. The unmistakable sound of a moan filtered through the gap. Her heart plummeted as tears sprang to her eyes. I knew it! I always pick the wrong people! Damnit, Emma, pull it together--you knew they were together!

She carefully pushed the door wide enough to look through the gap and bit back a gasp at what she saw. The pair sat on the bed, Olivia dressed in a white robe, Liam beside her, his pajama pants pushed down exposing his hardened length.

They aren’t doing anything wrong, you turned her down, now stop staring before you get caught! Her eyes remained glued on the pair; she was unable to tear them away no matter how hard she tried.

She watched Olivia’s lips move as her hand stroked Liam’s cock. Emma leaned in and focused on picking up anything they were saying. She stepped backwards as she made out a few words. Are they talking about how we killed Trey? She shook her head and tried desperately to understand what she witnessed. She slowly backed away when she heard Liam’s breath come faster and quickly walked away before they found her spying on them.

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Olivia smiled as she saw Emma still in the bath. Being pushed away had stung at first but she understood; had she not had Liam for support she would’ve been wary to trust new people too. She still was, but something about Emma was different. She could spend hours trying to pinpoint the reason and still be confused by why she felt so drawn to her.

"Enjoying the bath?" Olivia asked as she shrugged off her robe and hung it on the door.

"It's getting a bit cold … I was going to get out." She looked and saw the disappointment on Olivia's face. She lifted her hands from the water. "I'm getting prunny."

Olivia laughed, her emerald eyes glittering with joy. "Well we can't have that now." She picked up the body wash and walked to the shower. “I'm going to take a quick shower. Room service is here--why don't you eat while it’s hot."

She turned back to preparing her shower, very aware that Emma was still the the tub. She turned the shower on and waited for the room to fill with steam before stepping in. The water felt like a thousand bees stinging her over and over. She picked up a cloth and washed her body, the remnants of their actions that night swirling down the drain. Olivia turned off the water and watched Emma through the glass. She wondered why she was sitting in cold water when five minutes ago she wanted to towel off.

"Emma, is something wrong?" Olivia sat on the edge of the bath to find tears in Emma's eyes.

Emma looked up at Olivia with watery eyes, guilt from spying on them twisting her stomach in knots. She chewed the inside of her lip, debating if she should mention what she had seen. If you tell her and it changes their minds about you where does it leave you? You have nothing, no one. "Could it stay between us?" She was so used to anger being the response she couldn’t risk upsetting Liam.

Olivia nodded, her brows knitting together in confusion and worry.

“Umm … I saw you and Liam ... together.”

Olivia closed her eyes and let out a breath. This wasn't how she wanted her to find out. "Liam and I have a complicated friendship at times. We were planning to tell you more about us tomorrow after the excitement of today died down."

“Okay,” she replied, her words barely a whisper.

Their heads raised and turned as they heard a gentle rap on the door.

"Yes? Liam?"

"The delivery from Bergdorf arrived. I'll set it outside the door for when you're ready."

"Thanks Liam. We're just finishing up."

“What delivery? What would Bergdorf be sending at this time of night?” Emma questioned.

Olivia smiled. “A nightdress.” She stood, offering Emma her hand.

Emma looked up at Olivia with surprise. She took her hand, carefully pulling herself up from the bath. She hesitated, her shame at being seen completely bare with all her scars visible to the marked goddess before her.  

Olivia sensed her hesitation as Emma’s eyes fell to her arms. “See?” Olivia said as she stroked her hand up Emma’s arm. “You’re perfect just like me. Now, come on, let’s dress so you can eat.”

Emma paused as she lifted her body from the bath. “Aren’t you going to eat too?”

Olivia started to say no but the hopefulness in Emma’s pale green eyes gave her pause. “We’ll see.”

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Emma stretched between the luxurious sheets, a small smile on her lips as she remembered the last 12 hours. She felt surprisingly calm and happy after the nights events. She couldn’t remember the last time she slept so well.

She rolled to her side and opened her eyes to find she was alone in the bed. Surprise filled her at the revelation. I really am free. Even nights she went to bed alone, she’d wake up bare and with Trey. Was she really safe or were they just filling her with a false sense of security, spilling empty promises just to pull them out from under her? She heard sounds coming from the main room of the suite and went to investigate.

She found Liam sitting on the sofa sipping coffee and reading the paper. Nearby, a food service cart held a variety of continental breakfast foods.

“Emma,” Liam said as he laid his paper down, “How did you sleep?”

“That was the most comfortable bed I’ve ever slept in,” she said. “How was your night?”

Liam smiled as he sipped his coffee. “Wonderful, as always. Breakfast is by the table. If you would like something else, we can call room service.”

Emma walked to the cart and picked up a small plate. She looked over the spread and didn’t know where to start. She started with strawberries and yogurt before pickup up a piece of fruit that was new to her. Here’s to trying more new things.

She sat across from Liam and started on her breakfast. “Where is Olivia?”

“She went to Bergdorf’s to pick up some items for you. We realized you don’t have anything to wear and we wanted you to be comfortable.”

“That’s nice,” Emma said before eating a strawberry. The idea of someone shopping for her--assuming to know her tastes, dressing her--made her feel a bit uncomfortable, but she knew she couldn’t leave the hotel dressed in her pajamas despite how expensive they were.

She turned her head when she heard the door to the suite open. Olivia stepped inside carrying two large bags. “Emma, Liam, good morning!” She set the bags down before coming to sit next to Emma on the sofa. “I’m sure he told you about my secret mission this morning, didn’t you Li?”

Liam chuckled. “She asked, and you know I can’t keep secrets from you.”

“I hope it isn’t creepy for you, Emma, but I did a little shopping this morning to pick you up something to wear home. If you don’t like it, we can go to the store and you pick out something you like better. Once we are back in Cordonia, I’ll have my personal shopper meet with you and help you build your own wardrobe.”

Emma’s stomach fluttered. She couldn’t remember the last time she bought new clothes, much less pieces that weren’t off discount store clearance racks. “I’m sure whatever you picked out will be lovely. You have good style.”

“Thanks babe,” Olivia said. Emma admired her leather pencil skirt and pussy bow silk blouse as she walked to the bags. “Come along, let’s get you dressed. We have a plane to catch.”

Olivia led Emma to the bedroom and shut the door. “Now, I want you to know you are worthy of our love. I saw you with Trey and I’ve seen what cruel people did to your body. Liam and I experienced awful things growing up, so we really do understand. But now, we have reclaimed our power,” Olivia said as she took Emma’s hand, giving it a soft squeeze, “and we will never live in fear again because we have the right to protect ourselves.” Olivia watched Emma’s eyes as her words swirled through the young woman's mind. We will never live in fear again… we have the right to protect ourselves. The concept of protecting herself felt weird and foreign.

Olivia gave her hand a final squeeze before setting the bags on the bed. “I wasn’t sure, so I picked up a few options. We’ll send back whatever you don’t want to keep.”

Emma watched as Olivia laid out a small selection of tops, sweaters, and pants that could be mixed and matched to make several causal but designer outfits.

“What do you think, Emma? I was looking for something comfortable for the flight home.”

Emma walked to the bed and ran her finger over the panties Olive purchased. The tag flipped over showing they cost $49. The price of one jacket made her do a double-take. That was my share of the rent.

Emma leaned into Olivia and rested her head on her shoulder. “What do you think I should wear?” When she didn’t hear a response, she glanced up to see Olivia watching her.

“This isn’t about what I want you to wear. It’s your body so you should wear what makes you feel good about yourself. I just picked up some basic pieces to get you dressed for the trip home.”

Emma nodded her head before selecting a pair of dark trousers, a polka dot blouse, and a chunky knit cardigan. She pulled on a pair of leather booties and admired herself in the mirror. “It’s been a long time since I’ve worn something with polka dots. I loved them as a kid.” Emma smoothed down the front of the cardigan. “What do you think?”

“I think you look gorgeous. You just need a couple things.” Olivia pulled out a large gift bag from a bag she left by the door. “You are a noble woman now. I put this little gift together for you.”

Noble woman?! Emma’s mind swam as she realized how little she truly knew of her new life. She raised her head, the thoughts escaping her mind as Liam softly knocked on the door and poked his head in. “You ladies nearly ready?” His eyes traced the curves of Emma’s petite frame as he stepped into the room.

Emma shrank under his gaze; she was all too familiar with the way his brows furrowed and the way he tucked his lip between his teeth. She’d seen that face on Trey more times than she wanted to count.

“Is that what you intend to wear?”

Olivia noticed Emma’s unease; this was not how they would win her to their side. She refused to lose Emma like she had Juliet. “She on looks nice Liam. Besides, she should be comfortable. It is a long flight home.”

“Of course. Comfort is important..” Liam replied, his body tense, though his voice was light.

“We will be out shortly.”

Emma took the bag and set it on the bed, her small frame resembling one of a scolded child. “Should I change? Did I upset him?” Her previous enthusiasm over her new look was gone.

“There is nothing wrong with your outfit. Liam is just not … used to being able to dress down. Don’t mind him.” Olivia sat next to her on the bed. “Now go on, open your gift.”

Emma pulled the tissue back and gasped. “Is this a Daemarrel bag? For me?”

“Every woman needs a go-to bag and I noticed you admiring mine. Inside are other small necessities and gifts that I hope you like.”

She watched as Emma carefully explored the contents of the bag like a child who wasn’t sure it was time to open presents. She couldn’t believe Olivia’s generosity. Emma found simple diamond stud and gold hoop earrings and a matching makeup bag filled with essentials. This must have cost a fortune. What do they expect in return?

It suddenly dawned on her that they hadn’t actually spoke of what would become of her once they got to Cordonia.

Did I make a mistake?

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