#ahhh almost midnight! going out tomorrow morning so I need to get some sleep

[upperranktwo]

Goodnight everyone 😴 💞

[starlithan]

I Promise

Part 1

Siren Jisung/ Reader (ft. San ATEEZ)

Word Count:3519 words

Warnings: none, enjoy

Summary: I'm not good with summaries so lets do it 

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Part 1:

The light of the sun seeping through the curtains, the room started to get a little warm, I felt something lick my face I opened my eyes to see Darong greeting me with a small meow “Yea Yeah I’m hungry too ill go get us something to eat” I said, I got up and did my morning routine and then started to make breakfast.

 mornings were lazy for me, extremely lazy, I ate my breakfast finished up and washed the dishes, while Darong was in front of the TV watching animal planet, I still don’t know whether she even understood that or not, but I let my curiosity die there.

“Darong-ah~ I’ll be back okay, I’m heading outside” I said as I put on my sneakers and head out, the heat was hitting the sand, I squinted “I’ll take a little walk” I said to myself I started to walk by the sea, there weren’t a lot of people but a few, parents with their children, an old woman with his son, I started to head towards the rock where I saw the merman last night, I was fighting with my thoughts “did I see it or did I not?” I said in a low voice, searching through my thoughts, memories of last night coming back but they were a little hazy “mermaids don’t exist, mermaids don’t exist” I started to whisper under my breath.

“Who said they don’t?” I looked back to see an old woman smiling at me, “sorry?” I said turning completely to her “I asked that who said mermaids don’t exist?” the old woman repeated herself “I saw one, when I was your age she was beautiful, she had a beautiful voice and a blue tail, black glossy hair with a green streak, they sing a song to lure humans into the water and drown them but not all of them are the same, some like humans very much, but they aren’t called mermaids their called..” she was about to finish when a guy came and stopped her “Granny it’s time to leave, come on” he said, he wasn’t tall, he had black hair and was covered in black from head to toe, his Granny started to make her way to wherever they lived, before leaving she winked at me.

“I’m sorry, my grandma believes too much in fantasy’s” he said bowing down a little 

“I’m Choi San by the way” he said “I’m Lee Y/n” I said we both shook hands

 “you just moved in” 

“how do you know” I asked

 “it’s a small town everyone knows everyone hear” he said 

“ooh” I said nodding “umm I have to go it was very nice to meet you, you can stop by we have a chicken restaurant near the convenience store.. and if you need anything your most welcome to come by” he said smiling “thank you so much I'll make sure to stop by” I said with that we both waved and started to head to our own destination.

I wanted to take a walk around the town, It wasn’t big San was right, a lot of people waved and I bowed in response, coffee shop, stationary, fashion, this was a remote place but surprisingly had everything, I saw a paint shop so i went there, there were many portraits there of the sea, pirates etcetera but the one that caught my attention the most was of a man crying setting on the rock, his face gave off many emotions, emotions of sadness, joy it was hard to pinpoint a single out of those emotions “you like it?” the Oldman came from behind me “yes it's very..” I searched for the proper word to describe it “expressive” I said he smiled in response “you can keep it… I see your new.. Take it as a gift I would appreciate it please” he said, taking the painting off the wall and packing it “I-.. Thank you, you didn’t have too” I said but he smiled and waved it off.

Night came pretty quickly “Darong-ah your foods ready” I said as she licked her lips and came to the kitchen I put her bowl down “enjoy” I said and picked up the fresh popcorn and sat down on the sofa “a little Goblin will get my mind off of things” I said as I played the first episode, watching dramas was my second hobby … other than sleeping(if you even call that a hobby).

“Meow” I jolted up, shit I fell asleep I glanced at the tv to see it was still on and I was suddenly on the 4th episode great Y/n just great I yawned and got up “a nice walk would do it” I stretched and head outside, as yesterday it was calm no soul in sight I mean obviously it was midnight, I sat on the rock it was half submerged in water when-

*a rock falls* 

The merman “ hey don’t leave I wanna meet you this time” I said I slightly bowed in the forward direction to see what it was but it was just a crab “great I’m completely going…AHHH” I fell back on the rock, i sighed and rubbed my back when i opened my eyes, the merman was now in front of me, he tilted his head to the side and gave me a confused look, “hi” I said in a little whisper, he started to look at my feet then at my clothes, he picked up my feet as I slightly feel backwards “those are my….hahahah.. Please don’t it tickles” I said, he leaves my feet and I sit back up , I’m not crazy this time I’m up. “What’s your name, human?” he says, wait he can speak “wait you can speak” I asked “yes I can speak all human tongues… my name is Han, Han Jisung” he said “I’m Lee Y/n” you said bringing your hand to shake it but he just stares at it “you...shake it” you said he slowly brings his hands to yours and shakes it, and then he smiles and shakes it again “ooookay” you said “I've never seen a merman before” you said, he gave you a confused look and then looks behind “Merman where?” he asks

“you” I said getting more confused, did he not know, he smiles “I'm not a merman I'm a siren, mermaids and merman's are covered with scales they resemble the fishes a lot, we sirens look like humans more” he said 

“Ahhh.. okay” I said, he started to look at my feet again “how does it feel to have feet?” he asks I look at my feet then at his fins “hmm it feels like how you feel with your tail I guess” I said he makes an ohhh face “do you-” he stops then looks behind him “I have to go… will you come here tomorrow?” he said “yes i will” I said he smiles and then takes my hand and kisses the top of it, my face turns red , he smiles and then swims away “what was that?” 

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Han’s PoV

Alone I’ve been alone from the start, the sea is a beautiful place but sometimes it can be extremely suffocating, the land calls out to me, I wish to become a human but some wishes are to never be fulfilled.

I swim and I swim endlessly, unsure of my destination, of where I’m headed, of where I’m supposed to be, Sirens aren’t allowed near land there told to kill humans, but those who have a broken heart, who don’t wanna live, but I would never hurt anyone.

“I’m back” I said as I got in the cave, I lived with my uncle, the seeker. He was like the law here, hated humans, killed them whenever he saw one, and extremely extremely bossy.

“Where were you?” He asked not even giving me a single look his whole attention was on the fish in his hands, he was staring at it with extreme hunger “nowhere just here and there” I said as I sat down “my nephew, look at this fish” he said eyes on the fish as it struggled “what does it want most now?” He asks, I look at the fish, pity it was to be devoured by my uncle “freedom?” I said my uncle laughed “exactly, but food is essential, find a moment catch it and then kill it” he said as he ate the whole fish, sometimes I don’t get what he says “go to sleep” he says reading my expression that I have no idea what he says.

I do exactly as he says I lie down, clearing my head of everything my uncle leaves, and I’m left there alone with my thoughts when Y/n comes to my mind I never saw a cute human she was nice...right? She had beautiful black hair, her eyes were sparkling, I wonder how it actually felt to have feet …. Wait was I falling for a human 

My uncles gonna kill me “stupid stupid” I hit my head with my fist, I throw my thoughts away and get ready to sleep 

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Han’s Pov:

“Wake up we need to go” my uncle said, hearing his voice in the morning wasn't one of the things I liked “where?” I asked as I rubbed my eyes, “ I want you to do something for me” he said and left the cave, “weird he never asks my help in anything”

“Please don't kill me” said the siren in front me, I looked at my uncle but all I could see in his eyes was amusement at how she begged for her life, I just stood there unable to move, it wasn't like this was the first time he was killing someone in front of me, he was the seeker he could do anything he wants “Han ” he said as I looked at him “I want you to finish the job” he said smiling, my heart stopped, I can't do this, I can't kill someone who hasn't done anything “I cant” I say my voice shaking, my uncle turned to me “say that again” he says “I can't do this” I repeat, he slaps me hard, my ears ring “you are gonna kill her and that's an order or I'm gonna kill all the sirens and lay their bodies in front of you” he said, I knew he'd do it, I swim toward the siren and look at her, she begs me not to but it's not like I have a choice I extend my hand to her slowly feeling the power of the water in my hand and then releasing it, water tore's through her stomach with force and she stops, I look at her without emotion, Sirens should be creatures with no emotion, my uncle smiles as he sees her turn into sea form “good my nephew well done, no emotion, just wanted to remind you that” he says as he pats my back and heads back into the cave, i stay there with her till her last breath, she deserves that much.

Y/n’s Pov

“Darong-ah~ I'm going out kay”  I said as I closed the door behind me, we were out of milk, it was almost night, the whole morning I was occupied with cleaning up and thinking about the siren I meet last night, I started to walk to the convenience store, he must be very lonely, does he have any family, siblings I thought, he had a beautiful tail, and eyes 

Wait-

I blinked “focus on getting the milk Y/n” i said and went in the store, i got my milk and was about to pay “I'll pay for that” someone said and I glanced back to see San smiling “San-shi you don't have too” i said but he smiled and payed “you can pay me back by having a walk with me” 

“So why did you move here?” he asked as we walked “well...because of my health” I said he stopped and looked at me “health? Are you okay?, is it serious?” he asked “no not that serious, it's just a migraine not that serious, but thank you for asking.. Were you born here?” I asked changing the topic “no I wasn't born here my Dad passed away and my mom left me here” he said, eyes sad “oh I'm sorry” I said “so I've been living here since now I'm just waiting to audition and be something” he said smiling at the thought “audition? You can rap” I ask he laughs “more like I can sing, but I can rap too a little” he said rubbing his neck and chuckling 

“That's cool you got to sing for me someday okay” I smiled tilting my head a little, he just nodded and looked away “what about you? Any plans?” he asked “well umm I just applied for a university, I wanna be a robotics engineer” he looked at me confused “wait you'll leave but you just got here” he said “its an online university, I'm not leaving” I said “Ahhh” 

“This is my stop thank you so much for walking me back” he smiled 

“It's fine if you need anything I'll be here” he said, waved and went his way

Han ’s POV:

I sat down on the sand

I wish i was a human, how could he be so heartless and to his own kind, but then again, sirens dont have hearts, I looked at my hands, I killed someone with these hands, someone who did nothing wrong, its weird how everyone longs to live, but doesn't care about the same thing, the same feeling when they kill.

“I hate the sea” i said, there's not even a soul here, i remember the warmth of Y/n’s hand how it made me feel a weird sensation in my chest, i searched through my memory for a single time i felt the same warmth as i did yesterday, i remember opening my eyes in the sea, i wasn't born i looked the same as i do now, i had no parents, but this person who claimed to be my uncle, no memory of who i was just my name.

Born of sea turns to sea form

Born of land bleeds and turns to sand

 I heard a voice whisper “who's there?” i asked looking around but I saw no one 

But cursed to be a part of the sea, doesn't break easily

Does Not remember anything 

Love can break the biggest spell

Can tame the curliest of beasts

“Who's there?” I asked again waiting for it to say something so I can follow its voice, but I hear nothing

Y/n’s POV:

It's half past midnight and yet no sign of Han  anywhere, maybe he got late or doesn't wanna come. I say to myself thinking of a proper excuse of why he didn't make it. I was kicking the water beneath me when I felt a pull on my feet. I glanced down to see the Siren boy… which almost gave me a heart attack.

“Can you not scare the shit out of me?” I said, he just laughed “you're my only source of entertainment” he said “what do you mean by only?” I ask but he ignores the question and stares at the thing I have in my hand “What's in your hand?” he asked “oh it's called ice cream its sweat here try it” he gives me a suspicious look but takes the treat from my hand, he takes a big bite and slowly chews it and swallows it.

“Wow you humans have a better taste in food then us, so this is how sweat tastes like” he said “well we have lots of seasonings here salty, spicy etc.” I say as he eats the ice cream completely “i wish you could taste them” I say “ I wish I could to” he says, my eyes were stuck on his tail “can I- can I touch your tail?” I ask he stops, eyes wide but then he looks at me “yeah” he says and slowly pulls me in the water, he takes my hand and submerge it under water where his tail is and slowly traces my hand over it, it was soft it had a beautiful red color, I wonder how it felt to have a tail and swim.

Han slowly lets me go and I panic “Hold on to me please.” I say and cling to him “I cant swim” I say he laughs at my reaction “you don't know how to swim? But you live near the ocean” he asks “nope and what does that have to do with anything”

“Okay I'm gonna put you back” he says holding my waist and lifting me up, he places me back on the rock. For a minute we stayed like that, my hands on his arms and his on my waist.

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“so you don't eat humans do you?” i asked “if we did you guys probably would have noticed” he said,

 “where do you live?” 

I asked i was basically asking him tons of questions since the past hour “in a cave” 

“Do sea monsters exist?”

“Not that I've seen any?”

“What's in the Bermuda triangle?”

“Do I look like I've been there?.... Enough with the weird human Questions it's my turn to ask” he laughs,

“Okay” I laugh,

 “do you have a family?” he asks “yeah my mother died when I was young, i have an older brother, and my father” he nods he had this curious and astonished look on his face and I didn't know why “what about friends”

“I also have friends a few” I said “what are their names?” he asked which i don't know why he wanted to know but i asked him a lot of weird questions and he answered so cant really complain, 

“Changbin, Chan, Felix, Seungmin, Hyunjin and Jeongin” I said he tilted his head in confusion “Why are they all men?” he asked I laughed 

“well they are my childhood friends and I was never popular with other kids or girls for a matter of fact, so they were basically my only friends” he nodded in response.

“I wish I was a human” he whispered 

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[Author here best if you listen to this song for a better experience]

~In Your Time - Lee Suhyun~

~Flashback~

“I wish I was a human” I whispered looking at my tail and the thing i just committed, she gives me a confused look “isn't it also nice to be a siren” she says slowly, but all i could focus was on the way her heart glowed, sirens can see human hearts, her heart was glowing a bit yellow and then green, yellow means happy or it could mean love too, green means confusion or jealousy and blue means sadness.

“I mean the sea is beautiful, and you must have other sirens who love you right?” she asked looking a bit unsure “sirens have no feelings, they're creatures without a heart, without family.. So no I was alone since the beginning” i said, her heart glowed blue, a darker shade of it, “I'm sorry” she said 

“Not your fault you don't need to apologize” I say, but she avoids my eyes and looks at her hands, i was just observing her, and up till now she was a cheerful and a curious human and… different, not that I meet a lot of humans but she gave of a weird comforting vibe.

“I want to ask you something?” I said it was something that's been disturbing me since the day I met her and saw her heart glow, she hums and looks at me “I-..” I was about to say it but i felt something watching us, I turned around to see something glowing

Uncle, I should have known he’ll follow me, I cursed under my breath “I have to go” I say and dive, i hear her calling me out but I need to get away from her, for her own good

~End Flashback~

“WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!” my uncle screamed at me, i kept my gaze down 

“SHE'S A HUMAN, WHY DIDN'T YOU KILL HER THE MOMENT YOU SAW HER?” he asked, but I said nothing “WHAT IF SHE KILLED YOU HUH?” he said shaking me, I snapped “BUT SHE DIDN'T” i said, i could see rage in his eyes growing and growing by every moment “IS THIS THE WAY YOU REPAY ME, OR DID YOU FORGET THAT I PROTECTED YOU, WHEN YOU DIDN'T KNOW ANYTHING” he said pushing me a little 

“Protect you my foot… all you did was tell me that you're my uncle other than that you never did anything, YOU LEFT ME TO BE EATEN BY SHARKS YOU DON'T REMEMBER THAT?” I asked, but he just stared at me “you have no right to tell me what to do or what not to do” i said 

“That's for me to decide” he said and with that he went in the cave 

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[animeniacss]

What I Want - BadBoy! Taehyung x Reader - Chapter 18 - How Do I Feel?

Synopsis:  You are an innocent, excitable new girl, moving all the way to Korea due to your dad’s new job. As you anxiously learn about the new world around you and how you’ll make your mark, you stumble into none other than bad boy Kim Taehyung and his band of six crazy friends. He seems to be bothered but you, something he doesn’t even understand. Will you be able to tolerate the shenanigans of Taehyung and his rowdy friends, or will you fall victim to his charms just like everyone else?

Featuring Jihyo and Dahyun (TWICE) as your friends, and BTS members as Taehyung’s group of friends.

Genre: Romance, BadBoy!V, BadBoy!BTS, High School Romance, Drama

Length: approx. 4k words

Chapter 18 - How Do I Feel? 

Taehyung stayed in the living room of his little apartment, writing on a piece of scrap paper on how he would make a picnic date with you. He planned the different foods he would pack, and made a note to ask Jin for help. He also checked his phone for different locations nearby that would be fun to visit, like national parks or rivers with a pretty view. This kind of made him excited, especially at the thought of seeing you so happy. The two of you didn’t really go on a date just the two of you in a while, the last was one was around February when you went to a new restaurant that opened up in town. Mostly, your dates would start solo, but something would come up, or you’d run into one of the others and they would join you. Taehyung never minded, and it seemed you were okay with it as well, but still. Taehyung wanted to spend time with just you, no outsiders looking in.

           As Taehyung was making notes and looking up potential picnic spots, the door to the apartment opened and a cackle could be heard.

           “Aaaaaa, Yeongieeeee~! You’re so funny.” Taehyung groaned at the sound of his mother’s voice. She was drunk, and it sounded like she was bringing home this guy, Yeong Bin, that she had been seeing for a while. The door closed with a bang and Taehyung tried to keep his eyes down on his phone as the drunk duo staggered into the living room. His mother’s high pitched giggles were starting to give him a headache, and he groaned as he glanced up. His mother and Yeong Bin were holding each other up, that was how intoxicated they were. “Ahhh, Taehyuuung, you’re finally home.” She hummed, her head lolling over to her son.

           “Uh-huh…” he said. “Paid my bail money and everything.” His mother laughed a bit as she staggered to the couch, sitting beside him. He scooted away.

           “Stop playing, you bad boy.” She nudged him. Taehyung rolled his eyes as she burped. “…Why are you ignoring me? Show some respect!”

           “You’re drunk, I don’t give a crap what you have to say.” Taehyung said simply, scrolling through his phone. He heard footsteps approaching him and he glanced up, before being hit over the head by Yeong Bin. “Ow! What the fuck?!”

           “Don’t talk to your mother that way.” He slurred, hiccupping. Taehyung stood up, crossing his arms.

           “You’re not my dad, do not come off trying to tell me what to do.” He hissed.

           “Ahh, you little prick.” He took hold of Taehyung’s collar. Taehyung snickered.

           “Go ahead and hit me. I <em>just </em> got in a fight with some other jerk off and you’re even weaker than he is.”

           “Aaaah, enough, enough. My head is swimming.” His mother groaned, and Yeong Bin released Taehyung. “Honey, go get me water?” She hummed, laying on the couch. Taehyung shoved himself past Yeong Bin.

           “Get it yourself, I’m going to bed.” He scoffed, slamming the door to his room. He tugged off his shirt and tossed it into the ever-growing pile of dirty laundry. He glanced at it, making a mental note to go to Jin’s house soon and do laundry. Laying down on his bed, running a hand through his hair as he heard Yeong Bin and his mom continue their drunken stupor and make noise outside. Rolling onto his side, he pulled out his earphones. Slipping them on, he pulled up your number and called it. Though it was late, and he understood you may be sleeping, he wanted to try. It rang for a moment, but you picked up.

           “Tae?” you sounded groggy on the phone. It was cute, it made him smile.

           “Did I wake you up?” He asked.

           “Well, it’s almost one.” You hummed. “But it’s okay….” He heard you yawn.

           “Sorry. You can hang up and head to bed if you want.” He said.

           “You okay?” You asked curiously.

           “Yeah…” he sighed. “I just…wanted to hear your voice before bed, I guess.” He heard you giggle a bit, and it made him smile more.

           “Awww, you’re such a mush sometimes, Tae.” You teased. The two of you sat on the phone in silence for a moment, until Taehyung decided to say something.

“Hey.” He said. “Can you keep Saturday open?”

“Yeah sure. Why?” You asked curiously.

“I just…had an idea for a date. It’s nothing major, but I wanted enough time to prepare everything and make sure it’s perfect.” You couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Yeah. I’ll keep it open. Can you tell me what kind of date this is?”

“No,” he said. “That’s no fun.”

“Awwww.” You pouted. You heard Taehyung chuckle, but it sounded a bit forced. You frowned. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

           “Ah, my mom and her bum boyfriend came home drunk a few minutes ago. Almost threw hands with the guy. Tch, dick.”

           “Do you want to come here?” You asked curiously. “I’ll wait up.”

           “Nah.” He said. “They’ll be passed out unconscious soon. If anything happens, Jungkook doesn’t live too far from me.”

           “Are you sure?”

           “Yes, I’m sure. I promise. Don’t worry too much.”

           “You know I always worry when you’re home.” You confessed. Taehyung chuckled.

           “I know. It means a lot that you care so much.” He heard you yawn. “Head to bed.” He said. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

           “Okay…” you hummed. “Call me if you need me though, okay? I’ll keep my ringer on.”

           “Alright.” He said.

           “I love you.” You said gently. Taehyung felt his breath catch in his throat. It always made him happy to hear you say it.

           “I….” he sighed. After a moment of silence, he gulped. “Me too…” You giggled a bit.

           “I’ll take that for now.” You joked. “Goodnight, Tae.”

           “Night…” he said, hearing you hang up the phone. Once the call ended, Taehyung was able to hear Yeong Bin’s loud snoring from the other room. He closed his eyes, putting on his playlist as he closed his eyes and attempted to fall asleep.

           Taehyung woke up around 9 the next morning. He didn’t hear anything in the house, so he assumed that his mother and Yeong Bin were still asleep, if Yeong Bin was even still here. He looked at his phone, wincing a bit as the bright light hit his eyes and he groaned.

           “Uggh, fuck…” he saw you had sent a text about an hour before, while he was still asleep.

           Good morning! Text me when you get up~. Hoping you had sweet dreams <3 (Sent 8:06 a.m.)

“Dork.” He chuckled to himself as he got out of bed, tossing on a shirt as he went into the kitchen. As he turned the corner into the living room and dining room combination, he saw Yeong Bin digging in the fridge. He looked up, a water bottle against his lips as he closed the door. Taehyung looked away, walking past him as he opened one of the cabinets. They were low on cereal, but he pulled out a box and set it down on the counter, searching for a bowl and spoon. He was waiting until Yeong Bin moved to get the milk, and he would wait as long as it took because he sure as hell was not going to ask him to move.

“Tell your Mom I’ll call her whenever.” Yeong Bin said, sliding on his shoes.

“Yeah whatever.” Taehyung said. “Get the hell out of here.” Yeong Bin glared at him as he stood by the door.

“You should learn some manners, kid.”

“Yeah, well, you shouldn’t be cheating on your wife either, but hey.” He shrugged. “What are ya gonna do?” He saw Yeong Bin grimace at that statement. “Make sure you use some cologne this time, huh? Can’t have her smelling my mom on your again, now can we?”

“You’re a little pissant, ya know that?” he asked, storming out and slamming the door to the apartment. Taehyung scoffed, opening the fridge and pulling out what little milk they had left and poured it into his bowl. Putting a spoonful into his mouth, he heard the door to his mother’s room open. She staggered out, rubbing her head as he walked into the living room and lied down on the couch.

“Tae…aspirin…” she groaned. Taehyung sighed, grabbing them off the coffee table and tossing them at her. “Thanks…” she opened it and popped one into her mouth. She saw Tae plop down on the armchair, turning it a bit away from her as he continued to eat. His mother looked at the coffee table, seeing a piece of paper on it. She leaned forward and grabbed it, opening it. Taehyung looked over and saw this.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“Since when did you start planning dates?” she groaned, sitting up on the couch. “When did you get a girlfriend?” Taehyung reached over and yanked the paper out of her hands.

“You never ask, if you even gave a shit.” He said, stuffing the paper in his pajama pants pocket. His mother pursed her lips.

“Can I meet her?” She asked curiously. “It’s only natural a son brings his girlfriend home to meet his mother.”

“No,” he said.

“Why not? You brought that girl Hyuna home a few times in middle school.” Taehyung looked over.

“She was a bitch.” Taehyung said simply.

“Tell me about it.” She snickered, closing her eyes as she grabbed a throw blanket and covered herself with it. Taehyung couldn’t help but chuckle a bit. “But seriously, I want to meet your new girlfriend. Is she nice?”

“I’m not talking about it. I’m not bringing her home to a drunk. She’s too good.”

“I’m not a drunk.”

“Yes you are, Mom.” He said simply, finishing the bowl of cereal as he got up. He went to the sink and quickly washed the bowl and spoon before putting everything away. “Name the last time you didn’t go out and come home after midnight drunk.” His mother was silent, and Taehyung chuckled. “That’s what I thought.” He opened the fridge, grabbing a water bottle and closing it. He walked over to the couch and handed it to her. She took it into her hands.

“Thanks honey.” She smiled up at him. He didn’t look at her.

“Sober up for once. Then maybe I’ll think about bringing her around. And that’s a big maybe.” He said. He walked to the little table at the front of the house, grabbing his house key, wallet, and putting his phone in his pocket. “I’m going out.”

“When will you be back?” She asked. Taehyung sighed. While he and his mother would converse sometimes during the few times that he was home, he never liked it. And this was the longest and….most naturally that the two of them had spoken to one another. She wanted to know when he would be back…

“I…I don’t know.” He said, sliding his shoes on.

“Okay…” he heard her go silent for a moment to drink her water. As he reached for the doorknob, she spoke up. “I love you, Taehyung.” He blinked, his hand gripping the doorknob. Those three words…but for some reason, they hit him in the back of the head and wormed their way into his ears. He rested his head against the door, closing his eyes.

           Why….why does this have to happen now?

           “…Bye…” he said, opening the door and slamming it quickly. He sighed, heading down the elevator of the apartment and into the street. He pulled out his phone and looked through his contacts. His mind was racing, those three words playing in his head. But this time, instead of your gentle, loving voice, it was his mother’s raspy hangover voice telling him. He kicked a rock he saw on the side of the road and watched it skirt across the street. His friends were either studying or busy…and he sent you a good morning text. He continued his journey, digging in his pockets. “Ah, shit…forgot to grab my cigarettes.” He mumbled. He strolled down the street, not meeting the eye of any people who passed him by.  He just felt kind of sick now, pissed off. Questioning the legitimacy of his mother’s declaration of maternal love to him…

           …Yeah, he never thought that would be something that would happen to him, much less ruin his morning.

           As he was walking down the street, he heard footsteps approach him, and two black heels appeared into his views. He looked up, seeing Hyuna standing in front of him, hand in his pocket and a cigarette in her mouth.

           “Hey, stranger.” She said, smiling a bit. Taehyung groaned.

           “Not in the mood, Hyun-ah.” He said, trying to walk past her, but she turned around and took his arm. “Ugh, what?” He looked over at her.

           “…Want a smoke?” she asked. When Taehyung didn’t respond, she sighed. “I’ll keep my distance.” He looked at her, and the cigarette in her hand. He really did need a cigarette.

           “Fine.” He said. The duo made their way to a bench nearby and took a seat. People were passing them by as Hyuna pulled out her pack from her pocketbook, handing him one along with a lighter. Taehyung lit it and took a puff, sighing in relief.

           “So, what’s up? Did you and your girlfriend finally break-up?” She asked. Taehyung chuckled.

           “Wouldn’t you like to know.” He said. Hyuna smiled up at him a bit. “But no, we didn’t.”

           “Hm. That’s good. You two are pretty cute together.”

           “Yeah, that’s why you were so eager to get back with me, right?” He asked. Hyuna pouted.

           “Well, be surprised all you want, but you’re much better than Ji Seok in terms of boyfriend material. You have a sense of humor.” Taehyung laughed a bit. “I heard about that fight you two got into.”

           “I bet he’s pissed,” Taehyung said. “Not like I give a shit.”

           “Wouldn’t know,” Hyuna said. “After his father helped get him out of it, I haven’t seen him. He only called me once for calling me a bitch for not bailing him out. Said your girlfriend was there for you.”

           “And? What did you say?”

           “I told him to stop getting into stupid fights and hung up,” Hyuna said. “I can’t handle his shit anymore.”

           “I don’t blame you. I’m amazed you two have been together as long as you have.” Hyuna chuckled at Taehyung’s comment, flicking her finished cigarette onto the street and stomping it under her heel.

           “Yeah…” she said softly. “So if it’s not relationship troubles, what’s got you looking so sad? You’re too attractive to be frowning.”

           “Heh. Are you sure you’re not flirting with me?” He asked. Hyuna nodded. Taehyung was silent for a moment. “I don’t think I should be letting out my feelings to you. Ji Seok might come after me again.” Hyuna nodded.

           “I mean, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. I can’t force you. Sometimes it’s just nice to talk to someone.” Taehyung puffed his cigarette again, glancing down at Hyuna. He saw her leaned back against the bench, looking straight ahead now. He could see from the angle that she seemed different than normal. She wasn’t trying to pull anything or manipulate him for any personal gain. Sitting there felt like he was sitting with an old friend, not an ex-girlfriend. He sighed.

“Do you love Ji Seok?” He asked. Hyuna looked up, a bit shocked. “Too personal?” he asked.

“…I can’t remember the last time we told each other we loved each other.” She admitted, tucking some hair behind her ear. “I bet you and your girlfriend tell each other every day.” Taehyung shook his head.

“Nope.” He said. “She tells me, but I’m too much of a chicken to say it back.” He said. Hyuna glanced at him, again surprised by his comment. “Heh. You look shocked. Why? I never told you I loved you either.”

“I just kind of assumed you didn’t.” She said with a chuckle. “Ooooo, she must be drowning in misery knowing you haven’t said it back yet.” Taehyung groaned, covering his face.

“God don’t remind me. Every time she says it, I clam up. Like she’s speaking a different language.” He said as Hyuna covered her mouth to laugh in amusement. “And she’s so patient with me. God, I don’t deserve her.”

“Hell no.” Hyuna agreed. She opened her cigarette pack and saw she was out. “Damn.” She tossed the empty box into a nearby trash can. Taehyung sighed as he finished his cigarette and tossed it into the trash can as well. “Well, I at least I have this permanent memory of your suffering. I like that.”

“Yeah, thanks…” Taehyung rolled his eyes. “I’ve never been good with the idea of love.” He shrugged.

“I can understand that.” She said. After that, the duo sat in silence for a moment, not really sure what to say after that. Hyuna glanced at Taehyung a few times, and he glanced back. After a moment, he spoke up.

“You sure you’re not trying to flirt with me?” he asked, scooting away. “I don’t like how you’re looking at me.” Hyuna scoffed as Taehyung chuckled a bit.            

“You’re unbelievable.” She said. “If I wanted to flirt with you, you know damn well I would have tried already.” Taehyung laughed a bit more. “Besides, Ji Seok was pissed when he and I got home after that festival in December.” Hyuna sounded pained when she said that, if she was remembering something she would soon rather forget. That wouldn’t be surprising. Taehyung looked at her when she said that.

“You shouldn’t deal with that.” He said. “I know when we were in middle school, I wasn’t the best boyfriend but…Christ. Being with Ji Seok might be a nightmare.” Hyuna sighed, standing up and holding onto her bag. “Hm?”

“Listen, this whole thing has been fun but I should go.” She said. Taehyung noticed her make a fist with her hand before both of them pulled her hair up into a ponytail. “Take good care of your girlfriend, alright? She deserves it…”

“Alright…” he said. He saw Hyuna turn to him, smiling a bit.

“Sorry….” She said.

“For what?”

“I I know I haven’t seen you much since December. But I’m sorry, for what my actions have led to. Ji Seok, and the fights and all of that…” she sighed. “Just, sorry.” Taehyung smiled a bit, nodding.

“Yeah. Thanks.” He said. Then, he chuckled.

“What?” she asked curiously.

“Nothing. It’s just funny. My mom brought you up and I called you a bitch. And here you are, pouring your heart out to me and apologizing.” Hyuna chuckled.

“Do you still think I’m a bitch, then?” She asked.

“Oh absolutely.” He grinned a bit, both of them laughing. “Be safe getting where you’re going.” He stood up, putting his hands in his pockets. Hyuna nodded.

“You too.” She said. Giving a wave, she turned on her heel and headed down the street. Taehyung saw a few men that she passed look in her direction, amazed at the beauty passing them in the street. When they looked back up to see where she came from, they saw Taehyung glaring in their direction. The boys, probably in college, got freaked out by his expression and rushed across the street. He chuckled, before turning on his heel and heading down the street.

Hyuna made her way back to her apartment. It was one she lived in with her parents, who were out a lot for work, so Ji Seok would find himself bumming it on her couch for a few days when he didn’t want to go home. She walked into the house, announcing her presence as she closed the door behind her and locked it. As she stepped farther into the apartment, she tossed her jacket in the closet, set her shoes down, and made her way into the kitchen, her stomach starting to tell her that it was time she found something to put in it. She had tried waiting as long as she could to eat today, thinking maybe she would just grab lunch around 11 and that would be enough. But nope, her stomach was telling her it was time to eat now.

As she stood in the kitchen, the pan in front of her sizzling up some eggs, she heard the door open. Then it slammed, hard. Quickly, Hyuna turned off the stove and tossed the unfinished eggs into the trash, before storing the pan back into the cabinet. She grabbed a water and sat at the table as she heard footsteps approach.

“I’m fucking starving.” Ji Seok said as he stepped in. He saw Hyuna sitting there, and sniffed the air. “Were you cooking?” He asked.

“I was going to make eggs but I changed my mind.” She said simply. “Want to get lunch?”

“No.” He walked over, opening the fridge and pulling out one of her father’s beers. Hyuna watched him.

“You know it’s like…10 in the morning, right?” she asked. Ji Seok looked over, frowning as he popped the cap off.

“So? When have you ever commented on my drinking?” he put the bottle up to his lips and took a sip of it, before setting it onto the counter. He looked at Hyuna with an intense expression on his face. Hyuna starred back for a moment, waiting for him to say something. However, he didn’t. It sent a shiver down his spine.

“…What?” She asked. “What are you staring at?”

“We need to talk.” He said.

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“So another surprise date with Taehyung, huh?” Jihyo asked you. You both were on the phone, as Jihyo was currently out running errands, and you were taking your brother to a local ice cream shop. He was currently choosing his flavor among the many options. You had already paid for yours and gave your brother the money needed to pay for him so you could step outside and answer Jihyo’s call.

“Yeah. I’m excited to see what it is. I wonder if it’s another dinner based date.”

“He seems to like those a lot.” Jihyo pointed out. You giggled a bit.

“Yeah…” you agreed. After a moment, you sighed. “I can’t help but worry about him, though.”

“I don’t blame you.” Jihyo said.

“Well, not in the way you’d think. Last night, when we were talking, he sounded really annoyed and sad. I think it involved his mom, but I didn’t ask too much. I just told him to come over if it was too much.”

“That’s all you can do.” Jihyo said. “He’s a big boy. He can handle it.”

You saw your brother step out of the ice cream shop, change in his hand as the other one clutched a two-scoop ice cream. He was beaming. You chuckled as the two of you headed back home.

“Listen. I’ll call you later.” You said to her as you walked with your brother. “My ice cream’s either going to melt or be eaten by my brother at this rate.”

“Alright. Talk later.” The two of you hung up and you put your phone away. You walked past an apartment building, and the two of you heard the sound of something shattering, and people yelling. You both stopped, glancing up towards the apartment that was a few stories up. The window was open, hence why it could be heard so easily.

“That doesn’t sound good…” you mumbled to yourself. You looked down at your brother, who nodded in agreement.

“I’m glad Taehyung doesn’t treat you like that.” He said. You nodded, smiling as you both continue your journey back home. You heard another sound of something shattering, and a scream for someone to “STOP, GOD, DAMN IT!” You thought you recognized the voice and turned back, listening more intensely. Your brother noticed that you had stopped walking, and tugged your sleeve. “Sis…?” he asked. “What’s wrong?” You glanced down at him, then back towards the sound a few more times. Other people in the area began to take notice of the fight, and one person above the apartment in question opened his window to poke his head out to tell them to stop yelling.

“Nothing’s wrong.” You said. “Let’s just go before this gets any uglier.” And with that, you led your brother off.

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[elysianmars]

Lams 2?

We were dancing but all of a sudden it’s a slow song and we’re standing here awkwardly staring at each other.

Putting this under a cut because it’s waaaay longer than it should be haha!

“Thank fuck that absolute car crash of a day is dead and gone,” Alex said, flinging himself bodily onto the sofa and groaning in audible satisfaction as he wriggled into a comfortable position. “I honestly thought it would never end and I’d somehow be stuck there forever, caught between two planes of existence or some shit.”

“Don’t get too settled there man, the cab will be here in a few minutes.” John emerged from the bathroom, a small pot of pomade in his hand and his eyes fixed in fond exasperation on his friend’s sprawling form.

“Mnghhhh!” Alex sat up a little, taking in John’s outfit: black skinny jeans, a white tank top and a black leather jacket slung over one of his shoulders. “Wait, the cab to where? Where are you going all dressed up like that? It’s practically midnight already!”

“Uh, I’m not going anywhere, but we’re going to my sister’s birthday party and we’re already late, so maybe hurry up and get changed. Unless you want to go dancing and drinking tequila in your crumpled work suit?”

“Oh fuck, is that tonight? I’m sorry, I completely blanked on that. Where is it again? I have no idea what to wear, ahhh!”

“No need to feel quite so sorry for yourself. I know you’re tired, and agreeing to come in the first place is doing me a solid so we’ll just get some food there, hang out with Martha for a bit, get a few dances in and retire for an early night in like, 90 minutes tops. Well,” John said, grimacing as he checked the time on his watch, “early-ish. And it’s in some club in Soho so you can wear whatever you want, but try to be quick about it. I just ordered the cab but it’s a Tuesday night so it won’t take long to come.”

“The things I do for you, John Laurens,” Alex muttered under his breath as he made his way to his bedroom and began sifting through his shirts. He pulled out a navy button down and some black jeans and stepped into the bathroom to have a quick shower before changing, trying not to look too critically at himself as he stripped out of his work shirt and stood under the hot water.

He knew that day a few weeks back that he would regret agreeing to go to John’s sister’s birthday with him, but at the time there was no way he could say no. The past few months had been incredibly tough on his best friend, as his already strained relationship with his family came close to breaking point when he came out during an argument with his father and was told to leave the house until things calmed down. When Martha had called him to say she was having her birthday in New York and yes of course he was invited and actually she would be offended if he didn’t show up, it was the most animated Alex had seen John look in weeks.

And Alex was a complete sucker for an excited John Laurens.

He got dressed quickly, choosing not to bother trying to do anything about the bags under his eyes or the slightly ashy quality to his skin from exhaustion. This was the worst part, going out on a weeknight with John; he was already tired and cranky, and John looked like he had just stepped off the runway in Milan or right out of one of Alex’s dreams, effortlessly stylish and glowing even though he had been awake for hours too, and would also need to be up by five the next morning to go to the gym.

“Hey, cab’s here!” John said, throwing his arm around Alex’s shoulder and leading him to the living area to collect his stuff. “Thanks for coming tonight man, I really won’t keep you out too late, I know you’ve had a long day.”

“It’s no problem.” They took the stairs and John raced ahead, Alex realising quickly he intended it to be a competition and not wanting to lose.

As they settled into the cab, John fastening his seat belt and texting his sister to let her know they were on their way, Alex fought to stifle a yawn.

“I honestly promise we will be back in two hours tops,” John said a little guiltily. “What time do you have to be in tomorrow anyway?”

“I have a conference call at 6.30 but I need to be there to prep a little earlier so I’m aiming to be up at five. And it’s fine, seriously. I’ll be wide awake once we start dancing.”

It wasn’t long before they pulled up at the club, Alex rolling his eyes as John insisted on paying the cab fare and covering the entrance price for them both.

“Thank god you’re here, I don’t think I know anyone else aside from Martha,” John said, leaning down slightly to shout into Alex’s ear so he’d be heard over the booming music. He still had his hand splayed across Alex’s lower back from when he guided him into the club from the line outside and, realising this, quickly pulled it away. “So here’s the plan: I’ll go say hi to Martha, give her her present and catch up. You scope out the food, maybe get us a drink if you’re feeling it and then we can have a few dances and get out of here?” John scanned the room in search of his sister as he spoke, and when he spotted her at the bar knocking back a shot of tequila the smile that broke out on his face had Alex reminding himself how to breathe and why that was important.

“I can see food at the bar so I’ll grab a table and get us some. And we are having three dances, MAXIMUM. Oh, tell Martha I said happy birthday!”

The club was full of people noticeably younger than him and Alex actively pushed down the desire to get the hell out of there, go home and sleep through to his stupidly early alarm in the morning.

It wasn’t until he picked up some food from the bar that he realised how hungry he was, and a few mouthfuls into a plate of chorizo mac and cheese he looked up to see John coming over.

“I JUST REQUESTED A SONG!”

“YOU DON’T HAVE TO YELL!” Alex could feel the corners of his mouth quirk in amusement and they both started to laugh, John placing a hand on Alex’s shoulder as if to steady himself.

“COME ON, LET’S GO TO THE DANCEFLOOR! MY SONG IS NEXT.” This Is What You Came For had just started, and John all but dragged Alex to the dancefloor, somehow managing to move in perfect time to the music.

“But she’s looking at you-oooh!” Alex lost himself in the throng of people dancing, laughing with John as they scream sang the lyrics to each other. It was the first time he had been dancing sober in a very long time and yet his nerves felt electrified. He couldn’t remember the last time he had felt so good.

John moved closer and whispered into Alex’s ear. “And everybody’s watching her…” Still caught up in the music, Alex continued to dance against John, gasping slightly when John started to grind back. The look in his eye was devious, dangerous, and Alex fought against the instinct to pull back and walk away.

John’s hands were on his hips now.

Alex closed his eyes and breathed heavily, moving to the music and feeling relieved when the song ended and the song John requested started.

He burst into laughter when he heard the intro.

“DID YOU REALLY REQUEST ‘YEAH’ JUST FOR ME?” he asked John, throwing his head back laughing. Almost without realising it, he started to fall into the dance he had come up with years ago, the very dance he had told John about a few weeks ago when they had gotten drunk over pizza in their apartment on a rainy Saturday night.

He wished he was drunk now.

He focused on his movements and the beat of the song around him, which seemed to be blaring even more loudly now somehow. He could feel John dancing close to him, pressing against him, and he gave himself over to the sensation, let himself enjoy it.

When the song ended, Alex turned to face John, gearing up for the next one. He hadn’t anticipated a sudden change of pace in the form of Truly, Madly, Deeply.

John looked as though he had been jolted, a blush spreading across his cheeks as the crowds melted away and people began to couple off and sway in time to the music.

“Uh, I’ll just say goodbye to Martha and we can get out of here,” he said, backing away gently to avoid stepping on anyone.

Alex reached out and placed his hand on John’s elbow, guiding him back toward him.

“Hey,” he said, looking straight into his eyes. “I promised you three dances, right?”

He leaned up and, brushing a wayward curl behind John’s ear, pressed their lips together. If John was taken aback, he recovered quickly. He pulled Alex closer to him, wrapping his arms tightly around him and opening his mouth to deepen the kiss. Alex responded eagerly, moaning against him and sliding a hand under his tank top to run his fingers across his abs.

“Actually,” John said, pulling away slightly, “I think I’ll let you break that promise if it means getting out of here.” He flashed Alex a wicked grin and leaned in to whisper in his ear again. “What do you think?”

“I think I need to text Washington and tell him I’m coming down with something and won’t be in for the next few days, and while I’m doing that you need to order an uber because I want to be home right fucking now.”

“On it like a car bonnet!”

Fifteen minutes later John was sitting in the back of an uber with a lapful of Alexander Hamilton, texting his sister to apologise for bailing without saying goodbye and trying not to melt with nervous anticipation.

“How is this happening now when we’re sober? How many times have we been completely gazeboed drunk around each other and nothing happened and yet here we are?” Alex murmured, more to himself than to John.

“Because we’re fucking idiots,” John said, throwing his phone into his pocket and pulling Alex down into a kiss. “And also because I hadn’t seen you dancing to Usher and let me tell you, that was a game changer!”

[donnarider]

Conspiracy club (Klance au) part 1

This is a birthday present for @beekeeper-cas who wanted a high school au where Keith is in a conspiracy club and Lance wants to help everyone and constantly needs a nap (I hope I remembered this right ‘cause my garbage phone deleted the text). Enjoy <3

„Lance? Lance? DUDE!“

Something cold touched the back of his neck and he jerked. His head collided painfully with something hard. He groaned and examined the spot of impact. He could have sworn he could already feel a bump.

“ ¿Qué mierda?” he cursed and looked up angrily. His expression softened immediately when his eyes fell on Hunk’s pained face. His best friend was rubbing his jawline.

“Man. You really don’t like it when someone wakes you up…”

“Shit, Hunk. I’m sorry. Are you okay?”

“I’ve had worse. I’m a beefy football player, this is nothing.” He flexed and winked at Lance who blushed a little. Hunk was his best friend but that didn’t mean he couldn’t tell how handsome he was. He had had a small crush on him in 10th grade but it had lasted only a couple of weeks and it had never made things weird between them in any way. “So…” Hunk started and sat down next to Lance at the table he had fallen asleep at. “I’m guessing you didn’t get any sleep last night…again…” Lance squirmed in his chair. Hunk wasn’t going to like his answer.

“Nooo…BUT it was totally an emergency, Hunk! The yearbook club had a major setback with the layout so Nyma called me and - “

“Nyma can do that sort of stuff on her own. She knows how busy you always are and yet she calls you over every little thing. You really need to learn how to say no to her, Lance.” Hunk sighed and ruffled up Lance’ hair.

“I know, I know… but I also wanted to help the other guys in the club, not only her… Anyways, we were supposed to be finished by ten but I didn’t get home till after midnight and then suddenly one of my sisters called from college because her boyfriend broke up with her and she got super drunk and cried and stuff. He didn’t deserve her anyways, that motherfucker…”

“Not the point, Lance. You need to sleep and preferably not during class. By the way, you slept through chemistry again in case you haven’t noticed.” Lance looked around and realized they were indeed still in the lab. He groaned.

“Kaltenecker is gonna breathe down my neck for the rest of the year. I might as well just dig my own grave.”

“No self-pity today, we don’t have time for that. Get off your ass, we’re going to the library to study. You have a lot to catch up on.” Lance was already grabbing his bag and hurried after Hunk.

“Did I ever tell you that I love you, big guy?”

“Once or twice… a day.” Hunk chuckled and punched his arm playfully.

A couple of hours later he was rubbing at his eyes aggressively and was downing his fourth coffee. Which was a lot considering that he hated coffee more than anything. The library smelled of old books and wood and the cheap lamps with their dimmed light did not exactly make it easier to stay awake. Hunk yawned for the fifth time in a row and finally closed his chemistry book.

“Alright, I need to crash. Let’s go home.” Lance shook his head in response.

“You go. I want to go over this part again.”

“Lance!” Hunk said with a warning tone in his voice.

“I’m gonna sleep eventually, promise.” Hunk raised his eyebrows.

“Full 8 hours!” Lance added and made a boy scout gesture. Hunk snorted.

“I’m gonna ask your mum at what time you got home so don’t try any shit, McClain.” Hunk pulled a granola bar from his bag, put it in front of Lance and grabbed his books. Lance smiled at him and saluted when he turned around one last time before he left the library. He pushed the granola bar aside with his index finger. He could use it as a reward for later and his brain worked better on an empty stomach anyways. He sighed and flipped through the pages of his book until he found the chapter he was struggling with. He ripped a blank page from his writing pad. Maybe summarizing his own notes again would help him learn this stuff by heart.

Ten minutes later he found himself doodling small fish on the side of the page. He sighed and lay his head on the table. He should have gone home with Hunk. It was late and he was tired and he had to get up early tomorrow to help the prom committee hang those stupid posters before class started. A sudden chill made him shiver. It was getting cold in the library but he also had the feeling someone was looking at him. He turned his face so that his other cheek was now resting on the table. There was no one looking at him but he saw someone roaming between the shelves. The person was trailing the back of the books with their finger as if they were searching for something but weren’t sure what. Lance could only see their hand for a second but he was sure they were wearing black fingerless leather gloves. When they rounded the next shelf Lance could finally see their upper body.

It was a tall boy with black hair. He wore a black shirt and a red leather jacket with broad white stripes on it. He wasn’t looking in Lance’ direction so it was difficult to see his face. Eventually he pulled a rather big book out of one of the shelves and opened it. Lance was sure he would go to one of the tables to read next but instead he lowered himself to the floor right between the shelves and sat down cross-legged, the book in his lap. He was now facing Lance but apparently hadn’t noticed him. Lance breath caught in his throat. He didn’t know if it was because he was tired but the boy looked incredibly beautiful to him and it made Lance’ heart ache a little. His face was the perfect mix of hard lines and softness and his hair was falling into his face in an endearing way. Lance was, however, pretty sure he was hallucinating the boy because there was no way he actually had a mullet. Nope. Not possible.

His hallucination suddenly looked up and met his gaze. Lance froze. His eyes were so big… and they were fixed on him. He gulped, suddenly very aware that his face was lying on the table and he probably looked like a complete idiot. But the other’s face showed no emotion. He just looked at Lance for a moment and then turned his gaze back to the book in his lap. Lance couldn’t help but keep staring at him and he swore he saw the corner of the boy’s mouth curl up in a smile. Even if it was only for a second.

Lance knew his face was probably red by now and he buried his head under his arms on the table. He fell asleep seconds later.

When the annoyed librarian woke him an hour later because they were closing a red leather jacket had been draped over his shoulders.

After Hunk hit him lightly for not even being close to eight hours of sleep the next morning he was finally able to tell someone about the weird encounter.

“I mean I don’t even know who he is so how am I gonna give him back his jacket?” he ended helplessly. Hunk giggled in response. Lance frowned at him.

“How exactly is that funny, Hunk?”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. It’s just… dude…this is some Cinderella shit right here. Now you have to make every guy you see try on the jacket until you find your one true love… mullet-boy.” Lance kicked his shin under the cafeteria table.

“Bad Hunk, not helping.” Hunk stilled laughed at his own joke.

“Sorry, yeah. Back on track. So, tell me again how pretty he was.” Lance sighed.

“Soooo pretty, Hunk. Ugh. Like… have you ever seen someone so pretty it actually made you thankful humankind was created?”

“I think you might be exaggerating a bit there but okay.”

“Exaggerating? Our Lance? Never!” deadpanned Pidge who just arrived at their table with a full food tray. They sat down next to Hunk and threw the cookie from their tray at Lance. “Here, you disgusting sugar addict.” They took a spoon full of pasta and started chewing. “What are we talking about?”

“Lance met some weird guy in the library last night and is head over heels for him. Unfortunately he doesn’t have any idea who they guy is,” Hunk filled them in while Lance was busy unpacking the cookie and taking a big bite of it. “Our only clue is a jacket his knight in shining armor left.” Pidge nodded.

“Cinderella style.” Hunk beamed at them.

“Exactly!”

“So, Lance. What did he look like?” They asked with one eyebrow raised. Lance knew that the story had woken their interest.

“Black hair, black shirt, fingerless leather gloves, I didn’t pay much attention to his legs but I think black jeans and boots and ummm also… he… well sort of… a mullet,” he mumbled the last words so Pidge might not hear them. They did of course and a stupidly wide grin was plastered on their face.

“Show me the jacket please, dear sir.” Lance grabbed it from the seat next to him and held it up so Pidge could see. He knew they were up to something but knowing Pidge it was better to just go with it.

“Ahhh, well. Mystery solved, I guess.” They said still grinning.

“What? How?”

“I know exactly whose jacket that is.”

“Well? Tell me!”

“Yeah!” Hunk joined in. “Tell us! This is getting really interesting.”

“Keith Kogane. He’s in our year. You don’t have any classes with him though so that explains why you never saw him before. He usually sticks to himself.”

“Kogane…Never heard the name either… How do you know him, Pidge?” They shrugged and swallowed another spoon of pasta before they replied.

“Conspiracy club.”

“Conspi-… what? I didn’t even know we had one!” Lance almost yelled. This was definitely not what he had expected.

“Well, now you know. Every Thursday, 5pm.” Lance and Hunk watched them eat their pasta in silence for a moment. Both too surprised to react. They had been friends with Pidge for years and while they knew about their ‘obsessions’ they had no idea that they were in a club like that. Lance took another bite from his cookie before he slammed his fist on the table and made Hunk jump a bit.

“Hunk, we’re going to the conspiracy club. Today. I wanna meet my Cinderella.”

Author’s notes:

@beekeeper-cas You know how much you mean to me, right? You’re so incredibly important to me and I will be forever thankful that we met and became friends. You’re such a kind, amazing person and I learned so much from you. I’m so glad that we can just hang and talk about stuff all day and when I get home I feel so much better. I wish you all the good things in the world and hope you have a wonderful birthday <3

I’m incredibly sorry if there are any mistakes in this. Unfortunately beekeeper-cas is also my beta and since this is a surprise for her I couldn’t exactly ask her to proof-read it xD If you find any mistakes feel free to tell me.

I don’t know shit about American schools so I’m just making this up as I go with a little help from google.

In case you read my Klance soulmate au and are wondering “Wtf Donna, why don’t you finish one fic before you start a new one?” the answer is that a lot of shit is going on in my life right now (I’m talking existencial level) and I need to work on that right now. Since this is a birthday present for one of my best friends it was more important to me than the other fic. I hope I will be able to upload the next chapter of the soulmate au wihtin the next two weeks. Please bear with me. Read the soulmate au here

As it says in the short intro the idea for this fic comes entirely from beekeeper-cas. She told me she wanted a conspiracy club au where Lance always helps people and studies at night and one night he falls asleep in the library and wakes up with Keith’s jacket on him. I just filled in some details, added some own ideas and well... wrote it xD I hope you like it Mish ^-^

If you want me to tag you when I post the next chapter of this just send me an ask ;)

[thekitsune]

Miraculous: The Tales of the Next Generation chapter 1

Here’s the first chapter of my Lilanette next gen fanfic

AN And so I begin the story of my Next gen children! Woo! I don’t own Miraculous Ladybug, just the next gen children.

Chapter 1

A quick shadow darts over the rooftops of Paris. Down on the streets, an armored car is speeding down the road with police cars chasing after it. The car swerves to miss a civilian before smashing through a small parked car. Debris flies everywhere and nearly hits the many civilians who are on the sidewalks, but the shadow quickly moves down and blocks the bits of the car before shooting back up to the rooftops. All the civilians just blink in confusion before cheering happily.

The armored car continues down the road increasing in speed as it passes the Eiffel Tower especially when one of the passengers spots the shadow following them.

"It's him! Hurry up!" the man yelled to the driver who slammed his foot down on the gas pedal. The shadow moves quicker to keep up with the car, but it does notice that the car is beginning to widen the distance. It jumps on the Eiffel Towel and propels itself forward at a high speed.

The people in the car smirk as they don't see the shadow anymore. "Ha! Please! These other criminals are giving Paris's so-called 'Superhero' too much credit!" the driver exclaimed while laughing. The other men in the car began to laugh as well until something hard slammed into the side of the car causing it to shake hard.

The driver gasped in shock and unconsciously slammed his foot on the brake. All the men in the car lurched forward at the sudden stop. The men in the back of the car groaned as they sat up and rubbed their necks in pain.

"What the hell! You almost gave us whiplash! What is wrong with you?!" one of them screamed as they glared angrily at the driver who was too occupied staring at the window in shock. The men diverted their attention up and gasped as they saw the shadow now revealed thanks to the street lights.

The figure was a fairly short boy who seemed to be in his teen years. He stood at around 5'1-5'2. He had short red hair with a few bangs coming down to shadow his forehead. He has a black mask covering his eyes and a gray face guard covering the sides of his face and chin. He has pale white skin that seemed to gleam in the light. He was wearing a purple suit that resembled a tuxedo with a large gray brooch on the front that resembled a butterfly. He was wearing black gloves and light purple boots. The two things that drew the most attention to the figure was the large light purple butterfly wings on his back and the burning glare coming from his hazel eyes.

The men felt a shiver go down their spines before freaking out. The passenger pulled out a gun and was about to shoot it before the boy phased his hand through the windshield and snatched the gun out of the man's hand. The other men gasped and went for their guns only to freak out as the figure pointed the gun at them.

The driver on the otherhand, began to calm down at this and smirked, "Please Hawkmoth wouldn't shoot us even if we are criminals. He's the superhero, remember?" The others began to calm down when he mentioned this. The now named Hawkmoth noticed this and sighed before bringing his finger down on the trigger shooting around the many criminals, causing them to drop their weapons. Hawkmoth smirked before bringing his free hand through the windshield, smashing it to pieces, and nabbed the driver.

"You're right. I will not shoot criminals, but I will shoot around them," Hawkmoth told him with a smirk before tossing him out of the car. Following that, he formed a fist around the gun, bending it inwards, effectively breaking it. The rest of the men quickly began to hop out of the car to try and get away only to stop at the sight of the various police officers who were standing there with large smirks on their faces.

"Going somewhere?" one of the police officers asked making the criminals pause and then collapse to the ground.

Hawkmoth tossed the gun to the side and walked over to the leader (Driver). "So usually I would say something to the lead criminal about them learning their lesson...but...it's like midnight, and I'm tired so good night!" Hawkmoth said with a large smirk as he punched the man in the face as lightly as he could, knocking him out. He then carried the man over to the officers, handed him over, and gave them a two finger salute before jumping back to the rooftops.

"Go Hawkmoth!" the officers and civilians yelled happily as he left their sight.

The hero groaned as he heard a beeping sound coming from his large brooch on his chest. He looked down and saw one of the wing shaped edges off it turn black. "I need to get home before Maman sees that I'm missing," he muttered under his breath as he finally jumped into the air and felt his wings begin to flap as they glowed brighter. He heard another beep as another edge turned black. He soared through the air as fast as he could thanks to his wings until he saw a nice looking house come into view.

He smiled as he saw the open window and with a quick look around, he soared into the room and let the transformation fall. As soon as the light that covered his body vanished, he was left in his purple pajamas with a small brooch. A small flying figure appeared and groaned, "Ginoooo....I'm huuuunnngrrryyy."

Gino chuckled as he reached into a drawer and pulled out a small pastry. He tossed it to the small creature who quickly swallowed it down. "Ahhh, it's not the best thing I've ever eaten, but it's still great. I love your pastries," the creature smiled as it flew over to Gino and nuzzled against his cheek causing him to chuckle. He looked around and saw that his room was untouched causing him to sigh in relief.

"Good, Emma didn't sneak in to bother my things like usual," Gino whispered as the small creature flew over to his desk and sat down on it. It looked over and saw a small picture of a a blond and black haired girl.

"Hey when did you put a picture of Felice up, Gino?" it asked causing Gino to freeze and quickly turn around to snatch the picture and shove it into the drawer. He sighed in relief before hearing laughter coming from behind him.

"Be quiet Nooroo, it's late, lets just get to sleep before Maman or Mamma come in here to see what is causing so much noise. I am not in the mood to see Maman's footie pajamas. I swear, for a great fashion designer, that has to be the worse thing she owns. Besides, she's an adult why does she even own them. At least Mamma has normal pajamas," Gino mutters as the image of his Maman in her footie pajamas comes to his mind causing him to groan in annoyance before sitting down on his bed.

Nooroo flew over to one of Gino's cabinets and flew through the top drawer to its bed. Gino smiled before laying down on the bed and sighing as he relaxed on his bed. He stared at the ceiling as the events played over in his mind before he closed his eyes and turned over to go to sleep.

In the room next to his, a teenage girl quietly squealed as she watched the footage of her favorite hero stop another crime. She looked over at her Hawkmoth t-shirt. It was purple with the design of his mask on the front and small, light purple wings coming out of the back. She ran over to it and hugged it tightly to her chest.

"Oh my gosh! Hawkmoth is so amazing! The way he fights, the way he moves, the way he helps people! I wish I were a hero like he was! Then I could help people like him!" the girl's eyes widened and even seemed to sparkle at the idea of her fighting crime.

"Emma please go to bed! You have school tomorrow!" she heard come from down the hall. Emma quickly yelled back, "Sorry Maman!"

The Next Morning

Gino yawned as he left his bedroom and headed towards the bathroom. He began rubbing his back to soothe the feint pain from slamming into the armored car the previous night. He was stopped; however, as a door shot open and nailed him in the face causing him to groan. The door closed, and he heard footsteps run down the hallway.

"Sorry Gino!" he heard Emma yell causing him to groan as he realized she was going to be in the bathroom for awhile.

"Yeah whatever Emma, just don't take an hour like you usually do! I want to get to school on time! Acel and Felice are meeting us there!" Gino yelled back as he made a sudden left to head downstairs to get some breakfast.

As he got to the bottom of the steps, he felt something shift under him followed by him falling forward and on his face. "Owww..." Gino groaned as he raised his head up and rubbed his face in pain. He pushed himself up and continued his way to the kitchen only to collide with someone and fall back to the ground, "Oh come on!" Gino yelled in slight annoyance as he looked up and saw a dark skinned woman wearing her hair in a bun while two strands of hair framed her face. She was wearing white sweatpants and an orange shirt.

"Sorry tesoro, you okay?" the woman asked him while leaning down to help him back up. He sighed before nodding his head.

"Yeah Mamma, I'm fine. I just need to watch where I'm going. I've run into far too much things today," Gino told his mother who just chuckled before patting his head and heading into the living room. He patted the dust off his pajamas and continued into the kitchen where he saw his other mom, his maman, sitting at the table eating cereal. She already had her short black hair nicely brushed and was wearing a suit.

"Hi Maman, you have a meeting today?" Gino asked her as he grabbed a bowl and sat down next to her to grab the box of cereal.

"Oh hey honey, yeah I have another dumb meeting today. Why didn't Adrien tell me his father had so many of these? I wish I could just stay home with you all and design clothes instead of sitting through stupid meetings about if I should let so and so store sell my clothes or if I should design a certain piece of clothing. Ugh!" she slammed her face down on the table causing it to shake and Gino's eyes to roll as he began to eat his cereal, use to his maman's over dramatic antics.

His maman, Marinette, is the top fashion designer in Paris and is what the press like to call 'The Next Gabriel Agreste,' something his Uncle Adrien likes to poke fun at. His Mamma, Lila, is a best-selling author. Her best-selling book is based on the adventures his two mothers, uncles, and aunts went on when they were Miraculous wielders or helped the wielders out. He knows this thanks to Nooroo informing him of his maman being Ladybug when she was his age and his Mamma constantly helping her keep her secret along with other things.

He hasn't told his family that he is Hawkmoth thanks to being concerned at how his mothers will react thanks to their archenemy being Hawkmoth when they started out as heroes as well as his sister's obsession with becoming a hero. Plus, his mothers haven't told them about that part of their past yet so he decides he'll hold off on his reveal as well.

Gino sighed as he began to pat his maman's back causing her to hum in approval. He sighed as he continued to eat his cereal while comforting his maman. After a couple more minutes, he finished eating and was heading back up to the bathroom so he could hurry and take a shower, but...

"Emma get out of the bathroom! School begins soon!" Gino yelled angrily. He heard water stop running plus a lot of crashing sounds before the door opened and a blur moved pass him which he guessed was his sister.

He looked in the bathroom and sighed as he saw his sister's clothes scattered all over the floor. She was such a slob when it came to cleaning up her clothes. He picked up her pajamas and...unmentionables...and quickly took a shower. As soon as he finished, he toweled off and changed into his clothes for the day (he always made sure to leave a pair hidden in the bathroom should Emma take too long like today) before running back to his bedroom.

Gino walked over to the drawer and smiled at the sleeping Nooroo. He headed over to his bed and grabbed his bag, filled with his school books, and gently placed Nooroo into a pocket away from the books so he could catch up on his sleep. There has been a recent crime spree, and while Nooroo hasn't said anything, Gino knew he was tired. Gino smiled as he grabbed his miraculous and pinned it onto his blue shirt before heading downstairs.

"Took you long enough Gino!" Emma yelled at him with a smile on her face. Gino just walked up to her and looked up into her face with an annoyed expression. Emma chuckled before grabbing his hand and pulled him out the door with both yelling good-bye to their parents. The two rushed down the streets while greeting a few people as they ran by.

As they passed by Tom & Sabine Boulangerie Patisserie, they saw a large, older man sweeping the leaves off the front sidewalk. Their smiles brightened as they rushed forward and hugged him tightly, surprising the man before he began laughing as he hugged them back. "Bon-papa!" the two teens shouted as they tightened their hug.

"Aw, there's my little grandkids! I was wondering where you two were at. Usually, you two pass by before now," Tom said as he ruffled their hair.

"Emma hogged the bathroom like usual so we didn't get to leave until just now," Gino explained causing Emma to stick her tongue out at him making their grandpa laugh.

"Well, it's getting pretty late, I'll tell your bonne-maman that you two said hi. Get going to school before you two are late like your maman always was," Tom happily told them as he patted their heads and waved good-bye while they ran towards school.

The two siblings continued on their way running as fast as possible only to stop as he heard an explosion nearby followed by a swooshing sound heading in their direction. His eyes widened before tackling Emma to the ground as a large chunk of a building came flying by.

The two looked up at it before glancing back and seeing a group of men with what looked to be explosives standing on a far off rooftop. "Where's Hawkmoth! He caused some of our men to be sent to jail last night! We're going to avenge them today!" one of the men yelled. Gino mentally groaned before pulling Emma up.

"Come on Emma lets go before those idiots cause another explosion," Gino told his sister and began shoving her so she wouldn't stand around and wait for Hawkmoth to appear. Emma began whining and struggling so she could sit back and see if she could see Hawkmoth coming only for Gino to grab her shoulders and push her to school.

Gino smirked as he saw his friends before saying, "Oh no I must have dropped my phone back there. Mamma will kill me if I don't get it. Emma go and stay with Acel and Felice. I'll be back in a few." Before waiting for her response, Gino turned and ran off causing her to pout as small tears formed in her eyes.

"Lucky..." Emma whined as she turned around and headed over to their friends.

"Hey girl! Where's Gino?" a dark skinned boy asked her. He has short brown hair with orange highlights at the front. He is wearing a pair of glasses with a small beauty mark on his chin. He took the earbuds out of his ears and put them back in his pocket while smoother out his specially designed shirt.

"Yeah where's Gino?" a tall girl with blond and black hair asked. She has blond hair with one side brushed over and covering one half of her face with the other side having three small, black bangs. She had fair skin like her father. She had on a pink shirt with a black cat on the front, a plus sign on one sleeve, and a minus sign on the other. She was wearing suspenders and had special Agreste shoes on.

"He dropped his phone so he ran back to get it. *Sigh* He gets to be near the action. If he doesn't get a picture of Hawkmoth for me, so help him...." Emma began before looking over at her friends, "Anyway, Acel, Felice, lets head in. We can listen to some of your music before class Acel."

The trio smiled as they turned and headed on into class to get ready for the day while above them, Hawkmoth smiled before flying off to stop the criminals.

Today was going to be another normal day it seems.

Down the street, a smiling boy watched the hero fly off before he looked forward at the school. "Finally, it's time I get to have some friends."

And the first chapter is done! Woo! I hope you all liked this first chapter. If you want to see what Gino, Emma, Acel, and Felice look like, head over to my tumblr, thekitsune, where I have drawn their designs. They aren't the best, but that is what they look like. I don't have designs for Adult Marinette, Lila, etc though sorry. More next gen. kids will be drawn later. Also, my other Miraculous fic, Fighting Over an Oblivious Heroine, will be updated soon.

[crzcorgi]

Negan x Kira

Under a cut due to NSFW content

1850 words

@kirahrps, @negans-network

  “Where the fuck is she, Simon!” I stormed into the Sanctuary front door, almost smashing into my right hand man.

 “They took her to Dr. Carson. No one knew she snuck out, boss…”

 I kept walking, but quickly turned my head towards Simon. “And why the fuck is that Simon? Who was on fucking guard duty? Kira isn’t fucking invisible, is she? No, she most fucking certainly is not.” I was fucking steaming. “You check into this fucking screw up and take care of it properly. Got it?”

  “Got it.”

  Reaching the medical office, I wanted to just storm in, but I held back and lightly knocked. I heard a soft “come in.” Opening the door just enough to peek in, I saw you. Lying on the exam table, you looked so small and helpless. Damn it girl!

 I strode over to you, your outstretched hand waiting for me.

 “Doll…”

 “I know Negan, I know! But I saw a kitten, an actual tiny kitten! You should have heard it, it was mewing, so sad.” I wiped the tears that had fallen on your cheek.

 “Sweetheart, I know you’re a fucking tough cookie, I know. But I don’t want you going out by yourself, how many times have I fucking told you that?” I started stroking your hair, I know how it calmed you, but it also had the same effect on me. Whenever you were in my presence, I wanted and needed to touch you.

 “I know, but some days, sometimes, I just want to be normal, like everyone else. I hate being treated like a china doll, like I’ll break if I just take a step.” I could see how you were trying so hard to be brave and not cry anymore, trying to prove just how strong  you were. “Yes, Negan, I am different, I know. I also realize that I’m not able to do things other people can. I do know my limitations.” Sniffling, you turned your face towards the sun streaming in the window. “I thought you understood them too, at least you used to.” You closed your eyes, a heavy breath escaping.

 “I do understand, I know how self sufficient you are. But sweetheart, we all have our fucking limits, it’s not just you.” I lifted the thin blanket covering you. Gasping, I took in the bloody bandage across your midriff.

 Looking back towards me, our eyes meeting for a quick second, yours quickly darting downward. “I know Negan, it was a mistake. But Dr. Carson said it’s not too bad, should heal up fine in a week or two.”

 I wanted to yell, scream at you. You don’t fucking understand that it’s more than just your safety, more than limitations. I fucking love you. I can’t lose you.

 Taking in a big breath, I asked, “so what exactly happened, doll?”

You hesitated, “well, I got through the front gate fine. By the way, you might check out who’s on security there, cause they are shitty.” You kind of snickered, making me smile despite myself. “When I got out to the main road, I lost sight of the kitten. I stood there, trying to listen for it. And that’s when I heard them.” You shivered, closing your eyes tightly.

 “Scooch over baby girl.” You moved a bit to one side, grimacing from the pain. I gently placed my arm under your shoulders, trying to pull you closer, but not wanting to cause pain.

 “Sweetheart…”

 You grabbed me with both hands, holding on for dear life. “I know, Negan. I’m sorry.” Not able to hold them in any longer, the tears began to flow. “I promise…I…*sniff*…won’t go out…by myself again.”

 “Shhhh…shhh…its okay Kirsten, I’m here.” I softly kissed your hair. Rubbing your arm, I reached up to tilt your face towards me.”Do you feel up to going back to my room, or do you want to stay here?”

 “Please, take me to your room!” The tears had ceased and just the quiet hiccups were left. The tiny tremors a bit more pronounced.

 “Let me tell Carson where we’re headed.” I knocked on his office door. Answering it, he started to kneel. “No need, just wanted to let you know that I’m taking Kira with me. I’ll bring her back in the morning.”

 “Negan, maybe she should…”

 “No, she’s fucking going with me.”

 “Okay, sir, but make sure her bandage stays dry.”

 “Got it.”

 I turned to walk back to you when I quickly stopped. You were curled up a bit, as much as the pain would allow. Your eyes were open, shining in the sunlight, a small smile. You were fucking beautiful, breathtaking even. You always rolled your eyes at me when I told you that, saying that I was teasing you. I wish you could see yourself the way the world sees you, the way I see you.

 “Okay sweetheart, I’m going to pick you up. If it hurts, let me know and we’ll figure something out.” You nodded, and I slipped one arm under your hips, the other under your neck. As I lifted you I felt a flinch and you grunted a bit.

 “Doll?”

 Shifting in my arms a bit, you stretched up, kissing my chin. “I’m okay, Negan, just hurts a bit. I’ve felt worse.” You grinned up at me.

 “Okay, Kira, I’ll try as fuck to make this quick.”

 “I like being in your arms, don’t hurry!” Winking at me, you snickered.

 “Such a little spitfire you are.”

 When we reached my room, I realized I need my keys.

 “Fuck baby, gotta unlock the door. Put those sexy arms around my neck, doll, I’ve got to get them out of my pockets.” Wrapping your arms around, you nuzzled into my neck.

 I grabbed my keys, and unlocked the door, walking quickly to the bed. Placing you down slowly, you didn’t remove your arms, pulling me down with you.

 “Baby girl, I’m going to land on top of you!”

 “So?” You gave me a look that always make me instantly fucking stiff.

 “You need your rest.”

 “I need you.”

 Fuck, how could I resist. I couldn’t, and I wouldn’t, but Jesus, baby, I can’t cause you more pain.

 “Doll, Kirsten…”

 “Negan, I’m not going to break. Please…make love to me.”

 All my doubts, concerns, flew out the fucking window as I stood up, undressing myself. As I sat back on the bed, I carefully took your boots off, your socks with them. Working my way to your waist, I began unbuttoning your jeans, my eyes never leaving yours. I pulled your pants down, trying so hard not to cause pain.

 “I’m okay, Negan, really.”

 I smiled at you, as I came up to the head of the bed. “Can you sit up a bit so I can get this top off?”

 You sat, a small grimace. I helped you off with your tee, my eyes darting to your tits. “Good god, baby, those fucking tits are going to be the death of me. And this bra, mmmhmm.”

 You giggled, you reached around to unhook it, but you sighed. “I can’t get it Negan, help?” You flashed me that damn smile while batting your eyelashes, my dick twitching furiously.

 “Fuck doll, I’m not going to make it if you keep it up.”

 Reaching around to unhook your bra, you grabbed my face, pulling me down into a needy kiss, your lips parting quickly for my tongue’s entrance. We both were so wanting, needy, the moans, grunts sounded through the room. I broke away only to pull my fucking boxers off.

 Crawling on to the bed, I began kissing my way down your body, stopping to enjoy my favorite spots, your shoulder blades, so exposed, so soft, quick nibbles all over. Your breasts, fuck! I suckled each nipple, making them rise into erect peaks. Your stomach, careful not to disturb your bandage, I lightly kissed it. Your mound, recently shaved, so smooth, so fragrant, I nuzzled into you. As I reached your outer lips, my tongue darted out, quickly finding your hardening clit.

 “Negan, please! I need you in me!”

  “I am certainly not going to fucking deny my girl, now am I?!”

 I crawled up the bed, straddling you. “I’m thinking this will keep you in the best position, doll.” You nodded, biting your bottom lip.

 When I reached the head, I jumped as you grabbed my now solid as steel cock, and began quickly stroking it. I couldn’t stop the thrusting motions, or the growl that came from me.

 “Baby, you gotta stop before I fucking blow.”

 Giggling, you stopped your motions but kept your hold on my dick, guiding it slowly into your now very wet, waiting pussy.

 In unison, we closed our eyes, the warmth invading our bodies. The grip you had on me, the muscles clenching, unclenching causing involuntary grunts, groans, and growls to flow from me.

 I began thrusting, hyper aware of your movements, sounds, making sure I wasn’t causing unnecessary pain to you. When I opened my eyes to check on you all I saw was bliss. Your eyes were still closed, a smile gracing your lips. I could hear your sweet sounds, low moans, those sexy “oohs and ahhhs” that make my movements more deliberate.

 “Negan, I’m coming, oh…”

 “Come for me baby, come with me.”

 Your arms snaked around my neck, I lowered my lips down to yours, swallowing your screams of your climax. Our tongues dancing.

 One last thrust and I came deep within you. I stayed on top of you, soon moving off, not able to hold my own weight much longer. You crawled over the best you could, snuggling into my side with a big sigh.

 “I love you so much Negan, thank you for being there for me, always.”

 “I love you too, princess. And there is no fucking place I’d rather be.” I kissed your forehead, tasting your sweet sweat on my lips. “You’ve had a big ass busy day, get some sleep doll. Maybe you’ll feel up to a little midnight fuckity fun.”

 Tapping my chest, you laughed. “You’re so naughty Negan!” Looking up at me you asked, “so, if I’m your princess, does that make you my prince?”

 I couldn’t help that loud laugh that left me. “I guess so, but I don’t think anyone has used prince to describe me before.

 Sighing, you raised your hand to cup my cheek, “you are definitely my prince, Negan. And my hero, many times over.”

 No matter how many times you compliment me it always fucking takes me aback. How can someone so fucking perfect see someone so imperfect that way? I don’t deserve you, Kira.

  “Negan?’

  “Yes, dollface?’

  You yawned, “can we go look for the kitten tomorrow? Together?”

  “Sure we can, sweetheart, sure we can.”

  Soon enough, I heard you breathing evening out, felt your heartbeat slowing down. Then I heard your tiny snores.

 Baby girl, you deserve so much more than a broken angry man. But I will try everyday until the end to make you happy. And I will vow to keep you safe.

 Love you until the end,

 Negan