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Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince

Chapter 4

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The Heartbreak Prince

November 2022:

"So it’s possible?" Charles asked his lawyer who nodded.

"It’s a lot of paperwork, but that’s what you pay me for, right?" she laughed and Charles looked at the ultrasound in his hand "I can start to set up all the documents as soon as possible or you want to take some time to think about it? Let it all go through your head once more? Or twice? More? You still have time… the baby won’t be born until April next year, so we can wait with the final decision…"

"No. Prepare everything… can you maybe talk to her? If she has a lawyer, and if not, maybe recommend one? I don’t want her to feel… I don’t want her to feel like it’s me against her and she is defenseless. If she has a lawyer of her own by her side, she’s not alone…"

"Of course Charles. I’ll talk to her, explain everything to her and then we figure things out. One step at the time."

"Thank you…" Charles smiled and got up, guiding his lawyer to the door "Let me know if you need anything from me."

"Will do, I’ll stay in touch. Have a nice day, Charles. And good luck for your race." she left his apartment and he sighed, leaning against the door.

His mind was racing, he had to leave for the airport in not even 2 hours, but he knew he first had to talk to someone. He couldn’t keep it a secret, the guilt would eat away at him. Back in his bedroom he threw everything haphazardly into his suitcase, calling Joris.

"Hey Joris, pick me up at my mums place…" Charles slipped on his shoes, checking that he had everything important in his backpack.

"Okay? Everything alright?"

"Yeah… I just-… I’m keeping the baby and have to tell my mum now…" Charles blurted out and the line went silent "Jo?" he asked after a minute of silence "Are you still there?"

"Yeah-… I just… umm-… I have to wrap my head around what you just said? You and Alessia are keeping the baby?" Joris asked cautiously.

"No. I am. She wants nothing to do with the baby… or me. She made that clear…" the Ferrari driver sighed, slipping into his sneakers.

"And what prompted this change of heart?"

"I saw it, Jo. And its heartbeat… in that moment I realised I would never forgive myself if I would give away my child. My firstborn. I can’t do it… that’s a piece of me. And I’m going to take care of it…" he left his apartment, waiting for the elevator.

"Okay. So Alessia will have the baby and then leave it with you and she’ll disappear? Not be a part in its life like you planned to? And you keep it? Take care of it, while travelling the whole world, racing in F1?"

"That’s exactly what’s happening, I mean… if Maman won’t kill me if I tell her now…" Charles put his suitcase in his car and got in, starting the engine.

"Good luck with that… maybe you’ll die today so thinking about the future won’t be necessary…" his best friend chuckled and under different circumstances Charles would’ve laughed too, but he knew that there was some truth in Joris’ words and when he stood in front of his childhood home 10 minutes later, ringing the doorbell with shaky hands, he wished he could’ve been anywhere else in the world but here.

"Charles! I didn’t think I’d see you before you leave. What a lovely surprise." his mother kissed his cheeks, pulling him inside "Arthur and Lorenzo are here as well…"

"They are?" Charles swallowed hard.

Maybe it was easier to say it only once, then 3 times to each one individually he thought, when he stepped into the living room where his brothers already sat.

"I thought we meet at the airport?" Lorenzo, his older brother asked, looking slightly confused.

"Umm- yeah, I just- I had to talk to mum first… and I guess now that you’re here, I’ll tell you as well…" Charles voice wavered and his brothers shared some glances before they looked at him.

"Is everything alright?" Arthur, his youngest brother asked right as their mother came back with some coffee and biscuits on a tray, putting it on the coffee table, already on her way back to the kitchen.

"Maman? Can you umm-… can you sit down, please? I need to talk to you… all of you." Charles voice was raspy and he cleared his throat, looking at his mother "Please. There is something… there is something you all need to know."

His mother looked worried, and as soon as she sat down between his brothers he pulled out the ultrasound picture, taking a deep breath. He felt his anxiety reaching its peek. The guilt settling in, in what a mess he had catapulted not only himself, but also everyone who was close to him. But he made his decision and now he had to own up to it. He took a deep breath, calming himself down.

"A couple of weeks ago I made a mistake. I did something stupid, reckless. But after crashing out at Paul Ricard I just wanted to forget. I drank a lot. And ended up in a girls bed… Charlotte and I weren’t dating anymore, we broke up almost a month earlier, we just kept it private, I asked her too, because I wanted to focus on driving and not on the gossip accounts speculating about my private life… that girl- she’s pregnant. With my child. And we had a deal, that she would get the baby and then we give it up for adoption to find it a good home… But I saw it. I saw my child. I heard its heartbeat and I can’t do it anymore. I can’t give it away. So I decided to keep it. Alessia, the mother, she wants nothing to do with it. Us. She doesn’t want a child. And that’s okay. But I have to do this. This is my child. My responsibility." he didn’t make any breaks, let it all out in one go and then put down the ultrasound picture in front of his family, all 3 looking at it wide eyed "This is a part of me…"

Silence. Complete silence. He couldn’t even hear them breathe. Charles looked at his brothers, the shock evident in their faces, then at his mother, an unreadable expression on her face. She picked up the picture, looking at it closely.

"Maman?" Charles almost whispered as his mother looked up from the picture in her hand "I’m so sorry! I swear it was an accident but I have to do this. I can’t just abandon my child… please understand me. Please… please don’t be mad at me…"

"You’re going to be a father?" was all she said and Charles nodded slowly, watching her getting off the sofa, slowly approaching him.

"Don’t be mad at me…" Charles breathed out again, feeling the tears stinging in his eyes, he held his breath when his mother stopped in front of him, looking him in the eyes.

When she raised her hand he almost expected her to slap him, closing his eyes, preparing for the impact. But the slap never came, instead he flinched slightly when she cupped his cheek, wiping away the tears that had escaped.

"I raised you right…" she whispered and Charles opened his eyes looking at her "Taking responsibility. You’re a good man…" she kissed his cheek, pulling him into a tight hug, her own heart almost shattering, hearing her son’s relieved sob "Seems like I’m becoming a grandmother then…"

"Yeah… you are…" Charles replied, feeling the tension and pressure falling off his shoulders. Relief flooding him.

"It’s going to be okay. We’re all here for you. We are all on your side." his mother whispered and Charles knew that with his mother’s love and support, he could do this right.

He could become the father his child deserved. A father like he had.

December 2022:

Annoyed. Indifferent. Disinterested. That would be the words Charles would use to describe the girl in front of him. The past weeks he tried to reason with her. Tried to talk her into co-parenthood. He wasn’t trying to force her, he just wanted to give her all the options. But as soon as he mentioned that he talked to his lawyer she asked for one herself. She made it clear that she didn’t want to have their child. Time and time again. Until Charles didn’t ask anymore. He accepted it. But what he didn’t have to accept was that the young girl sat at home. Alone. At all times. Only going out for short walks. Only texting with her best friend and brother. Talking to her parents from time to time. She needed to get out. Be around other people. And so he made a decision. It was a couple of days before Christmas when the driver sat in his second apartment in Monaco. The mother of his child on the sofa, he in the arm chair next to it.

"Thanks, but no thanks." Alessia rolled her eyes, not even looking at him.

"But why? It would do you some good, getting out of here, being surrounded by people, have a little Christmas dinner?"

"No. I don’t want to be surrounded by people. What do you even mean? We had a deal. No one knows about this. Who did you tell about it?"

"My mother and brothers, that’s who I meant. Joris could come as well. It will be f-…"

"I don’t want to play family, don’t you get it? I don’t want to meet your family, who all probably have the same stupid puppy eyes, looking at me, trying to make me rethink my choice… I don’t need that. As soon as I pressed this baby out it’s yours. Yours alone. I still don’t get why you would do that, it’s stupid. All alone. A demanding career. Having a child is just stupid for you, but that’s your decision. Your problem. I won’t be here to see the outcome of it all. I won’t see what happens to that child." her voice was cold.

Annoyed. Indifferent. Disinterested. Always the same.

"I just don’t want you to be all alone… it’s Christmas for fucks sake!" Charles groaned and for the first time in weeks there was a tiny hint of a smile on the girls face.

"Listen Charles. I really appreciate it. I do. All the little snack bags you leave on the doormat, all the delicious food you send over. You treat me right. You do, really. And now this. It’s really thoughtful. But I don’t want to meet your family. I want to be alone. Here. It’s my first Christmas without my parents. Let me have it the way I want it. Okay?" her voice was softer and Charles slowly nodded.

"But can I at least bring you some of the food? My mum is an amazing cook and you’ll love it. And you need to eat for two… so…"

"I would love to have some Christmas food…" Alessia smiled.

"Alright. I get you some plates fetched then…" Charles got up and made his way to the door, and when he passed the sofa the brunette grabbed his hand, squeezing it gently.

"Thank you. And-… merry Christmas…" she whispered and Charles took her hand in his, smiling at her.

"Merry Christmas to you too…"

Bahrain 2023:

Charles was nervously fidgeting with the many bracelets on his wrist, more than usually and his media assistant, Mia, put her hand on his.

"Okay, what’s going on?" she looked at him intently "The last weeks you’ve been more nervous than ever? Even at the end of last season you were super fidgety… what’s going on?"

He ran his hand through his hair, looking everywhere but the blonde woman in from of him. He had prepared a speech, thought long about how to explain what was going on, but he wasn’t sure if he had the courage to say it, so he shook his head, swallowing hard.

"Charles! I know you for more than 6 years now! I know that something’s going on, so come on. What did you do?"

"Why do you think that I did something?" he sounded offended and Mia chuckled a little.

"Because you look guilty. As if you have to confess something… so, confess…"

"Can you- umm is it possible to have Fred and Silvia here as well?" Charles almost whispered, saying it once would be hard enough, he didn’t want to repeat it a second time.

"Yeah? Sure… I text Silvia…. but now I’m really getting nervous…" Mia took out her phone, typing away, her eyes darting between her screen and the driver in front of her. After a few minutes of texting back and forth she nodded slowly, looking at Charles "They wait for us at Fred’s office…"

"Now?" Charles eyes widened.

"Of course now? Come on…" Mia got up and Charles followed her.

With every step they got closer to Fred’s office the young drivers anxiety got worse. Right in front of the door he stopped, taking a long, deep breath. Then he looked at the blonde and nodded. Mia knocked on the door and after a moment she opened it, Fred and Silvia looking at them, confusion written all over their faces.

"Charles. Mia. Come on in." the team principal got up, pointing to the sofa in the corner "So, Charles, Mia said you wanted to talk to us. To us all." he continued as soon as the driver and his media assistant both sat on the sofa, Silvia and himself on the armchairs in front.

"Yeah… umm-… there is something I have to tell you. It’s- it’s complicated. Something happened and I had to make a decision… and… well that decision, that umm-… it wasn’t easy, you know? Then again, it kinda was? I had to do it I guess?" Charles rambled, the speech he had so thoroughly planned out gone the moment he had opened his mouth.

"He really did it? He really approached you?" Fred mumbled, making the driver look at him confused "I mean- I do understand you, last year was crucial and Mattia missed out on establishing you as the clear number one when it was needed, when you were leading so clearly. But I hoped you would give me a chance, you know? Show you that I have a clear vision of your future in the team…"

"What?" Charles had no idea what he was talking about, he looked at Silvia, her usual scowl and pointed look gone, replaced by genuine sadness, then he looked at Mia, eyes wide.

"Christian approached you and I’m sure whatever he offered was more than generous, after all, he wants you in his team next to Max for years now… I’m really sorry that you lost all trust in our team after last season, but I understand. You want to be world champion and after being let down far too many times, you had to do what feels right for you… you signed for Red Bull next season." Fred’s voice was laced with pain, guilt. The sadness in his face visible, but when Charles looked at him and started laughing, it turned into confusion with a hint of anger "I don’t know what’s so funny about that…"

"I’m sorry. Really… just… give me a moment…" he wiped away a tear, taking a few deep breaths to compose himself, a grin still on his lips when he cleared his throat "I didn’t sign with Red Bull. And no one officially approached me. Was I asked, more in a joking way, yeah, but nothing serious…"

"You- you didn’t sign with Red Bull?" Fred repeated and Charles nodded "Oh- well… umm okay… good. Really good… then, well, say what you wanted to say."

"Yeah…" Charles sighed and closed his eyes for a brief moment, then he took a deep breath "I’m going to be a father… in around two months… it wasn’t planned. I’m not in a relationship with the mother and as soon as the child is born, I’ll have the sole custody and the mother is out of the picture. Forever."

Silence.

Big eyes.

Confusion.

"That wasn’t what I expected…" Silvia the first to break the silence.

"Now you wish I would’ve signed for Red Bull…" Charles halfheartedly joked, making Silvia’s eyes shot up at him "That wouldn’t be as much of a PR-nightmare for-…"

"Is it really your child? Did you make a paternity test?" she asked.

"We did… it’s mine. That night was a mistake, but the outcome is not. It’s my child."

"This conversation will never leave this room…" Silvia shook her head "You would be swarmed by the media. The Heartbreak Prince a single dad? Which of his short term lovers did he knock up? No. You and your child would never have any kind of peace for a long time. That’s not how a child should grow up! No one else in the team must know it as well. They are all too talkative. Someone would spill the beans accidentally. This is our secret. Understood?"

"Silvia, I think that’s Charles decision-…" Mia began but he shook his head.

"No. She’s right. It’s the best for us. The best for my child…"

"Okay. Umm- then… congratulations, I guess?" Fred got up, pulling Charles out of his seat, hugging him.

"Thanks." he mumbled and when his team principal let go of him, the two women did the same.

"You don’t want to know why I’ll be raising my child alone? Why the mother-…"

"No. You have your reasons. That’s all we need to know." Fred replied and Charles nodded slowly "So in 2 months? Around… Baku?"

"Will you take a break? Or what’s your plan?" Mia asked.

"I continue, like before. My mum and brothers will help me. I will spend as much time as possible at home during the races, so please, don’t make me attend too many sponsor events. Just the really important and necessary ones." Charles looked at Silvia who nodded.

"That can be arranged, Carlos can take over. And for the rest… we’ll figure it out. One step at the time." she said writing something down in her notebook, Mia and Fred nodding in agreement.

"We find a way to make this work."

"Thanks, I really appreciate it." Charles meant what he said.

He felt relieved that his team was taking the news so well and were keen to help him with his new task at hand. Maybe he could make it. Have it all. His career and his child. Become a world champion and a father.

22 April 2023:

A new life began at 3:27 in the morning at the Princess Grace Hospital in Monaco. As Charles saw his daughter for the very first time he knew, he would do everything to protect her, no matter what.

"We’ll take her, clean her up and check her through. You can stay with your girlfriend." the nurse told him and he pressed out a smile.

Girlfriend. No, she wasn’t his girlfriend. She was the mother of his daughter. Not more. Not less. The mother who wished to leave the hospital as soon as possible. Leave her daughter behind and never look back although Charles had tried everything to make her change her mind. He took one last deep breath before he knocked on the door.

"Come in." after he heard the faint voice he opened the door and walked inside.

"She’s healthy. They’re cleaning her up and checking her through and then bringing her back down…" Charles said, looking at the exhausted girl "It’s not too late, Alessia. You can still-…"

"No. I told you I don’t want to see it. I don’t want to hold it. I don’t want it, Charles." Alessia groaned and he nodded "Are the lawyers here?"

"They’re outside."

"Bring them in. I want this to be over. Once and for all." she said and Charles nodded again, walking outside.

"You can come in." he said to the awaiting lawyers who followed him back into the room.

"Let’s get this over with." the new mother said looking expectantly at her lawyer.

"Right, as discussed, Miss Bonetti will hand over the sole custody of the child to Mr. Leclerc. He will be recorded as father on the birth certificate. The child will have Mr. Leclerc’s last name." the lawyer said, looking at his client who nodded.

"Further, as Miss Bonetti stated she wants nothing to do with the child, we’ve prepared a NDA for your client to sign." Charles lawyer said, looking at the girl and her lawyer "My client will sign one as well, agreeing to never contact or mention Miss Bonetti. No one will know that the child is hers."

"What’s a NDA?" Alessia asked.

"A nondisclosure agreement. With signing it, you’re not allowed to talk about this whole situation with anyone. You can’t mention that you had a child." her lawyer explained.

"We’ve gone a step further with our demands."

"A step further? This wasn’t discussed beforehand!"

"Your client asked for a compensation. Mr. Leclerc paid for all medical bills, accommodation over the past 7 months, living expenses, maternity clothing, everything. Your client still demands a compensation for her inconvenience of being pregnant. Therefore my client agreed to pay the compensation, but on our terms."

"What terms?" the girl asked and looked at the Ferrari driver.

"You said you don’t want her. You want nothing to do with her. You want to be out of here and never look back. You want me to keep quiet about you being her mother. I gave you many chances to change your mind, you declined. You want to walk out of her life. Fine. But then you walk out forever. I want you to agree that you also never contact me, us, mention me or her and most importantly never tell anybody about our night together. It never happened. You don’t want this. Then it never happened. You were never pregnant. You and I. We don’t know each other. Not in the past. Not now. Never in the future. Today will be the last time we ever see each other." Charles said, his voice wavering.

"This means, if you ever change your mind, you can’t reach out. You sign away your right to see your daughter ever again." her lawyer said looking at her "You might want to think about that again, you’re exhausted? Maybe too vulnerable to make this decision just yet."

The young mother sat up and leaned forward, taking the NDA together with the declaration of custody out of her lawyers hands and took the pen from the side table.

"Where do I sign?" she asked.

"Here. And here. And here. And on the last page." her lawyer showed her the dotted lines in the documents, all pre signed by Charles, who took the NDA from the girls lawyer looking at it.

"The notary will be here any minute. He will certify the documents and from then on, this all never happened."

Charles got up and looked outside, when it knocked, expecting the notary. But there stood the nurse from earlier, holding his little bundle of joy.

"How’s Mummy? She wants to hold her little sunshine?" she asked as Charles stepped out onto the hallway, closing the door behind him.

"No, she’s… she’s not her mother." he took the little girl in his arms, cradling her to his chest "I mean-… umm she is but… no. She has only me."

"Oh. Okay. Well, we umm… we’ll talk then to her, she needs to be fed in the next hour…" the nurse said and Charles looked at her.

"I have formula? She- she won’t breastfeed her."

"I talk to the moth-… I talk to Miss Alessia. She can pump the-… I’ll talk to her. Here. You can rest with your little one in here." she opened up the door across the hallway, switching the light on.

Charles followed her inside, sitting down in the armchair.

"One last thing. Newborn babys love skin to skin contact. She’s a little squirming around, that’ll help."

"Take my shirt off?" Charles asked and the nurse nodded, taking the little girl out of his arms and he did as told, before the nurse opened up the blanket, wrapped around the newborn.

"Here. Hold her like before, just on your bare skin. Lean back. And let her hear your heartbeat. I’ll be back with some milk. And something to eat and drink for the new dad, you look exhausted. My name is Claudia, if you need anything, push the button." Claudia smiled and left the room.

He closed his eyes for a moment, his emotions threatened to overwhelm him. He was a father now. A 25 year old single father, whose job it was to race around the world.

"Charles? It’s done. All documents are signed, the notary certified it all. They will bring Alessia to a different ward, she’ll stay here for 2 more days, so she can pump some more milk, then she’ll be discharged." his lawyer said, walking inside the quiet room.

"She will be gone? Forever? She has no right to ever contact me? Us? She’s only mine?" he asked.

"Yes. She signed away all her rights."

"How’s that even possible? She gave birth to her? She’s her child? How can she sign away everything?"

"I explained it to you. It works like at an adoption… she is her birth mother. Not more. Not less. By signing the NDA it’s like she never existed in your life. And vice versa."

"It’s just me and her?" Charles whispered, looking down at his most prized possession.

"It’s just you and her…" his lawyer nodded "In the coming days I’ll also take care of the hospital staff. It was only Claudia, the nurse, one of the doctors and the lady from administration, who filled out the birth certificate, who know that you’re involved in this. I’ll make them sign a NDA as well. No one will know about this unless you want to."

"Thank you, really. You thought of everything…" Charles mumbled, eyes trained on his daughter’s beautiful face.

"Yeah well, that’s my job… do you want me to call your mum? I’m sure she can’t wait to meet her granddaughter."

"Yeah… that would be good. Thanks." he still didn’t look up from his little angels face.

"Alright. The nurse will be back soon with a bottle for her." his lawyer was about to leave when Charles finally looked up at her.

"Is it enough? What I offered her? Will she be okay?" he almost felt guilty asking this question, like he paid the mother of his child to leave their life.

"You were more than generous, Charles. The amount of money you paid her is more than enough. She’ll be just fine." she smiled as she left.

He sighed and leaned back. In the quiet room, his precious daughter sleeping on his chest, he thought about his life almost a year ago, when he and his girlfriend of one year Charlotte broke up. It wasn’t like he didn’t love her. It was more like he didn’t love her enough, the way she deserved to be loved. She was a great girl. A good friend. But it wasn’t enough. He wanted an all consuming love. A love that made his heart beat faster, whenever he saw that special person. A love that made him crave for more and more. A love that would make him go crazy, in a good way. A love he knew would be his to hold dear and cherish for the rest of his days. That wasn’t Charlotte. And before her it wasn’t Marie. And before her it wasn’t Juliette. And before her it wasn’t Giada. The media didn’t call him the Heartbreak Prince for nothing. The Formula 1 driver who went through relationships like others went through their underwear. A messed up race and a drunk one night stand later, Charles knew they were right. But he also knew one thing for sure. This cycle was ending now. He had a daughter now. She would be his all consuming love. She would be the one he would hold dear and cherish for the rest of his days.

No more Heartbreak Prince.

Chapter 4 - Welcome on this planet, baby girl! Charles strikes me as the cutest girl dad 👉👈 I just had to make him one again 🙈

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graciesbow · 5 months ago

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are you bored yet?

Running home with a grin on your face, you couldn't contain your happiness with what you found today. Basket in hand, a small sheet covering the contents inside, you tried not to run too fast. Your feet were stinging a little, since you had a tendency to go out barefoot, but you could deal with that when you got home.

As you made it up and over the last grassy hill, you could see the cottage you shared with Severus. You smiled and carefully skipped over to the small path that led up to the front door. When you reached the start of the dirt path you knelt down to a small hole in the ground, and through the darkness that overtook the small space you could see a rabbit. The same rabbit who was there yesterday. You noticed her slide underground just after sunrise while in the kitchen, and saw that she seemed to be limping.

When you approached her, she made no effort to run, and you realized as you inspected her closer that it looked as if she had just had babies. She also had a rather battered up leg. You then had brought her inside and made your husband make her some sort of remedy to heal her leg. You had done this for many animals out in the fields, so he was used to it by now.

The next day, you had set out to look for her babies, bidding Severus a quick goodbye before whisking out the door, him knowing you wouldn't be back until sundown. You had traveled around 3 miles from your small house, when you finally found them hiding in a small burrow behind an oak tree. Luckily you had brought a basket with you, so you could safely bring them back to their mum.

You had just finished placing the small bunnies one by one in the small space but big enough to fit all of them together with a little extra space. You turned your head as the door creaked open and you saw Severus standing there with a perplexed look on his face. He was about to speak when you held your finger up to your lips and motioned him to come over. He looked confused but he made his way over to you.

When he reached you, he also crouched down to see what you were looking at. The corners of his mouth slightly lifted up as he saw the sleeping bunnies, he also saw the basket lying on the ground next to you, so he imagined you retrieved them.

He quietly spoke out, “I imagine you were the one who found them?” You looked up at him and nodded, before looking back down at the bunny family. “They're so cute,” you whispered. He stood up and squeezed your shoulders before you copied his movements, still staring at the small creatures.

“They'll be there tomorrow as well my love, you haven't eaten today which you need to,” he said to you. You nodded and sighed, “I'm just worried for them, I mean the mother was 3 miles away from her babies!” he looked at you baffled as you reached the front door. “You walked 3 miles without shoes?” You looked down at your dirty, scratched up feet, “I guess I did, I wasn't expecting them to be so far.” he huffed and ushered you inside. “Let's get you cleaned up.”

The following day you were curled up on the couch at about noon, Severus reading beside you, and your orange cat, George. You had rescued George from the rain a few months ago, he was definitely a stray since the only house from you was about 10 miles away. He was also terribly skinny, and after a few hours of convincing your husband to let you keep him, you had a new family member.

Once the clock on the wall struck 12:15 you abruptly got up, scaring Severus and the cat. You headed to the back door and slipped your shoes on before grabbing your tote bag. Just before you made it out the door, you heard Severus speak, “Where are you going?” You turned to look back at him while George circled your legs. You had a problem with just leaving, not telling anyone where you were going because no one seemed to care in your childhood.

“I was going to go collect flowers and leave them at that graveyard in the woods,” you paused for a moment, “would you.. would you like to come?” he nodded and grabbed his coat off the back of the couch. He wasn't sure where you would gather the flowers from, but he would follow you wherever you go.

You picked up George and placed him in your tote. You knew he would follow you but you wanted to have him with you until you reached the flower field. “Ready to go?” you checked with him. He nodded and you headed out the back door and were met with grassy hills and thick wood about a mile or so ahead.

Once you reached the flower field you set the orange feline free to bounce about the flowers while you collected a small pile. As you were gathering small bunches and setting them in your bag, you looked at Severus. He was currently watching George trying to catch a butterfly. You stepped up beside him and you both just watched him run around through the grass.

You suddenly spoke up saying you should get going to the graveyard, which was about a 20 minute walk from the edge of the woods. He agreed, and you called out to George, who was now sunbathing with his tummy up to the sky. You laughed when he bounced up to the sound of your voice. Walking through the forest was calming, you always loved it but having Severus with you this time felt so comfortable.

Every so often you both would pause as he inspected a plant, and then you would move on. George would swipe at your feet as you walked, and then get distracted by something off in the distance. You would huff a laugh every time he missed something he was trying to catch.

“Are you bored yet?” you asked, teasingly. He shook his head and smiled at you.

There was about 5 minutes left until you reached your destination, when something brown caught your eye. Or multiple brown somethings. When you moved closer you realized it was a herd of deer. You softly gasped and your husband stopped beside you. He lightly pushed on the small of your back, knowing you had interacted with deer before and they adored you.

You slowly approached them, making sure not to scare them. There were about 3 adults and 4 babies, you assumed the other adult was out somewhere else. As you got closer a twig snapped beneath your foot and they all snapped their heads up to you. You froze and waited for them to speed off, but it never came, instead one of the curious fawns slowly approached you.

You slowly reached into your bag, knowing you had an apple from a few days ago stashed away in there. You then bent down and cautiously handed the apple to the fawn who eyed it warily, before taking the apple in its mouth and scuttering back to the rest of them.

You retreated back to Severus with a satisfied smile on your face. He was waiting for you on the path to the graveyard, ready to continue your walk.

...

Your foot slipped as you grabbed the wood branch above you, careful not to rip your clothes on the knots in the wood. Climbing further up the tree, small container in hand, you tried to locate the injured bird you had seen while collecting the first plums of the season.

Now, you were hanging with only your arms while trying to swing back onto the branch. You heard slight chuckling behind you, until Severus came into view on the other side of the tree. “What are you doing up there?” he asked as he curiously watched you swing back up onto the branch, now sitting on it like you would a horse.

“I am trying- trying to get up there, to get a bird,” you grunted out as your head hit the branch above you. “A bird?” he inquired. Finally after weaving yourself through the branches, you placed the injured bird into the container and slowly lowered it down to his eye level. “A bird,” you smiled as he took it, before you flipped yourself upside down and jumped off the tree in a crouching position.

You thanked him before taking the container and venturing back to your cottage, Severus trailing behind you. The whole way back you talked about what medicine the bird would need, and how much time to rest before you let it free again.

After you had finished with the bird, you placed it in a small makeshift bed and left it alone for a while. Walking back into the kitchen, you resorted to watching your husband cook. You liked watching him use his hands to make something so simple, it always had to be precise.

“I wish I could save all the animals,” you whispered out. He glanced over to you and his expression softened. “You're doing a lot by helping with the ones around here,” he spoke while circling the area with the spatula he was holding. You sighed and looked out the window that faced the grassy hills. “I know, but every time I find one I just think of all the ones who don't have someone to help them.”

He placed a plate in front of you and kissed your head, “well that just means you have a big heart.” You shrugged and thanked him for the meal.

You were both almost finished eating when you asked him if he wanted to go watch the sunset with you, as it was near. He seemed to be contemplating his options before he spoke out, “I will come, but we can't go climbing in any trees, my bones don't work as yours do anymore.” you laughed out and promised him you wouldn't go climbing in any trees.

And now, you were both standing in the golden sunlight as the wind blew the long grass around you. Standing and soaking in each others company, while a ball of orange fluff ran around chasing bugs.

“Are you bored yet?” you whispered to him as the sun was just tipping over the edge. You felt him shake his head and place a kiss on yours. You smiled in content as you watched the last sliver of sun fall behind the mountain.

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amberjazmyn · 4 months ago

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always lando's little sister 🫶

pairing : lando norris x norris!reader

summary : lando's younger sister, lilia, was in the military for nearly four years, since she turned eighteen so, she was now twenty-one, a week off turning twenty-two. and, she was returning, finally able to come home. so, she decided to surprise her entire f1 grid family at the british grand prix at silverstone.

warnings : fluff, older brother x lando, an emotional reunion between brother and sister, military reunion, happy tears

a/n : these military imagines are my favourite to write and to read so, yeah, please enjoy this one! and yes, i will be including the rest of the f1 grid in this because, i love the idea of the entire grid being surprised by lando's sister coming home.

lilia norris had been waiting for this day for as long as she could possibly remember. she was finally coming home after edging on four long years with the military as a medic since she turned eighteen. meaning, she was now a week from turning twenty-two and her commander decided she was ready to be discharged of her duties and live the rest of her twenties up because, truthfully, she deserved it. lilia was one of their best military medics and, whilst it was heartbreaking for them to lose her, it was time for her to leave and they couldn't argue with that.

now though, lilia was about to surprise her parents, adam and cisca in the carpark of the british grand prix at silverstone, alongside her sister-in-law savannah who was helping her with the surprise. savannah was filming the reactions of everyone that lilia was surprising today. it was obvious to her sister-in-law, her brother oliver's partner, that it had been a while since lilia was this excited for something.

"...today is a very special day...i've got my sister-in-law, lilia norris with me, fresh from a four-year-long deployment overseas as a military medic and she is about to surprise her parents, my in-laws, in the parking lot of silverstone as we are here for the british grand prix. we have to be verey stealthy and quiet because no one except for me knows that lilia is home!" savannah whispered as lilia excitedly waved to the film camera as the two held in their laughter

"so, lilia, you're finally home after almost four years of service, how does it feel to finally be home after so long?" savananah then whispered as lilia giggled softly as they smiled at each other

"it feels amazing as i left for the military on my eighteenth birthday meaning i was barely an adult so, i needed to grow up quite quickly since i was the youngest on the team. which, when i did end up telling mum and dad, mum was all for it but with worry of course but, not as much as dad. dad was a lot more tentative and anxious about it because he felt like he still had to look after me and he was very protective about it. but, once he realised i was going to be a medic he was a lot more for it but still anxious over it," lilia smiled as savannah nodded her head smiling

"well, i think it's time we walk to their car and surprise the parents. four years is too long to go without seeing anyone, what do you think lilia?" savannah asks as lilia bites her lip, nodding her head with a shy smile

"yeah. and if flo and cis are there, that's even better!" lilia whispered and without a second, savannah and lilia start their walk over to her parents to then notice that she was right

her sisters, flo and cisca (not to be confused with their mum) were also in the same car. having travelled to the british grand prix toether so it meant she was also surprising her sisters, not just her parents.

lilia could hear the faint sounds of her family talking, excluding her brother oliver, savannah's partner, who was already waiting in the paddock for the rest of the norris family. and lilia could feel her heart growing a size bigger the closer and louder her family's voices got.

crouching behind cars and walking with a hunched back as to not give herself away, lilia and savannah finally made it to the norris family car. straightening herself up, lilia just stood behind her family and waited. doing this to see how long it would take for her parents and sisters to feel like someone was there to then turn around and notice that their daughter and sister was behind them. it took adam a short two minutes to realise the change of air and turn around to see his gorgeous twenty-one, almost twenty-two year old lilia looking back at him. injury-free because being a military medic wasn't as easy and pain free by any means, just like lilia had promised her family. it took adam less than those two minutes to realise for him to turn around and wrap his arms around his youngest daughter for a hug that had been four years overdue.

"lilia! what are you doing here?!" it was hearing the name of their daughter and sister that got mrs norris, flo and cisca to turn around at hearing their husband and father that they saw lilia in front of them

bringing her mum and two sisters into the hug, lilia giggled as she hugged them all tightly but tried to get them to not scream or be really loud since she did still want to surprise lando and the rest of the grid if possible.

"i'm home for good you guys. my boss said i had done everything i could and he was more than satisfied with four-years of service that it was only fair that i live the rest of my life back home where i'm meant to be, cheering for lando, because i deserve it," lilia smiled as the parents and sisters looked at her in amazement, all of them smiling huge smiles of relief as adam pulls her in for another hug

"i'm so glad you're home, lils!" adam whispered as lilia smiled as the father and daughter pulled back from the hug

then lilia gave another set of hugs to her mum, flo and sister cisca, "i'm glad as well dad! but now, where are the other drivers? i wanna surprise the rest of the grid!" lilia clapped excitedly as mum, dad, flo, cisca and savannah giggled as adam responded

"they're currently in the paddock, lando's hanging out with oliver and mila so, i think if we tell oliver what's going on, he can keep lando occupied until after the race," adam smiled with his arms crossed over his chest as lilia smiled

that was when the norris family sans oliver and lando made their way into the paddock at silverstone. that was how they were going to surprise the rest of the grid. savannah and lilia making their way to each garage to surprise the drivers. but also at the same time trying to stay right away from the mclaren garage so lando's surprise wouldn't be ruined. so, they managed to get oliver to send oscar out of the mclaren garage so he could still get surprised without ruining it for lando later on.

she had surprised nearly the rest of the drivers and mechanics except for ferrari and red bull. this time, she had to be really stealthy because ferrari and red bull were the two closest garages to mclaren's garage. but, thankfully, oliver managed to stop lando from looking over at ferrari and red bull.

savannah, who was holding the camera gave the countdown and it was happening. lilia was reuniting with charles, carlos, max and checo. the first one to realise was checo but he just waved. waving back, lilia was smiling as charles and carlos then noticed who then got max's attention.

"hey...guys...look," checo hushed at max, carlos and charles as they all looked over one by one

the second they all looked up, following checo's finger, their eyes all lit up at who was in front of them. it was clear to them that she was trying to do this as secretly as possible as to not ruin the surprise before the race had finished so she get lando's reaction in front of everyone.

jogging over, the four drivers quickly made their way to lilia and all individually pulled her in for hugs. and in all honesty, lilia was so proud for how she had surprised all of the drivers without lando having any suspicion that this was even happening around him because of how well oliver and little mila were able to distract him.

"lilia!" charles squeaked out, trying to keep quiet as he rushes into lilia's arms first as she hugs the monegasque first before reaching for the spaniard, carlos and then the mexican and dutch racers of red bull

savannah filming the whole moment happily as they all made eye contact with the camera at separate points in the reunion.

"hey guys! how are my ferrari and red bull racers going?" lilia hugged the four drivers tightly as tears filled their eyes as they pulled back

"better now that you're finally home!" max stammered out with a giggle as the other three nodded their heads, strongly agreeing with the dutchman

"is this a permanant thing or do you have to return back?" carlos then questions as they try to be as quiet as possible, savannah and lilia remembering they didn't want to ruin the surprise for lando - the other four drivers catching on quickly

"i'm staying, carlos! four years i think is a little too long and besides, it's time i start to be here for lando. it's clear that he's been struggling without me and it's time i stop prioritizing my job that has taken me so far away from what i really want to do with my life," lilia responded with a relaxed smile on her face as the four drivers also relaxed at hearing lilia wasn't leaving again

"and that's travelling around the world with lando and mclaren for the grand prixs?" checo questions, a soft smile on his face as he leans against the wall as lilia nods his head

"wouldn't want to do anything less. i already missed lando's first win, there's no way i'm missing any others!" lilia sighed sadly, her eyes slightly glassy as she breathed shakily

charles, checo, carlos and max watching her as they saw how she tried to not get emotional. lilia remembered the way she reacted when she got told by her boss, not realising she was being filmed since everyone knew who her older brother was, they couldn't resist in getting her reaction when she found out that lando had won at the miami grand prix. she cried her eyes out. at the time she couldn't understand why because she was such a proud younger sister but now, looking back, it made sense why she cried. it was because she knew just how badly lando wanted her at that grand prix and he was devastated that she wasn't. all because he had a feeling that entire weekend that he was going to get a good result and he really wished the entire time that his little sister was just going to magically appear in the paddock at miami and be there to see him win his first ever grand prix. but she didn't. she couldn't. that day that lando won the miami grand prix was the day that lilia had been stampeeded by so many injuries that she didn't know how she actually mnaged to get through all of them in the time she was able to. it was late at night in miami by the time lilia was actually able to ring up lando and congratulate him for his win and that she was able to watch some short snippets of it thanks to her boss.

after composing themselves, lilia was able to tell the red bull and ferrari teams her plan on how she was going to surprise lando. outlining that she was going to wait until the very end of the race and then at the end of the race, in the cooldown lap, whether or not lando wins or gets on the podium, she was going to meet him down there and surprise him after he was to get out of his car and take off his helmet.

after explaining all of that, the drivers pulled lilia in for one more hug. not able to come home for birthdays, grievances, public holidays, halloween, christmas, new years, grand prixs, etc. had really taken a toll on everyone in the grid that loved lilia, not just the norris family themselves. but now, everyone could finally feel that burden of the fear of lilia not coming home safely roll off their shoulders. and they were now bursting with excitement to see that exact same feeling happen to their teammate, lilia's older brother, lando.

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the race had been a thrill from beginning to end. the fight between redbull and ferrari was insane until towards the last fifteen laps when mclaren came out of nowhere and advanced in front of both redbulls and ferraris. and for lilia, it wasn't too hard to figure out which mclaren it was that had won the race. the number 4 sparkling brightly on the mclaren letting the whole of britian knowing that it was one of their own that had won the british grand prix at silverstone. lando getting p1 with max verstappen in second and charles leclerc in third place. carlos in fourth and checo in fifth. so, overall, it was a good race for everyone but, it was a magnificant race for lando norris who was about to get the biggest and best surprise of his life and had not a single clue of what was about to happen.

"...okay, so once again, we're whispering because my brother is legit just in front of me and he's just won his second race, at our home circuit here in silverstone and i'm going a little bit crazy right now. it's been four years nearly since i last got to hug my older brother so, i'm really scared. i'm shaking and knowing lando, he's most likely going to start crying with all the emotions of just winning his home race to then all of a sudden get the surprise of his life with his younger sister so i'm most likely going to start crying so, be prepared!" lilia whispered as she giggled as savannah nodded her head - it was operation go!

the team principal of mclaren, zak brown was the first of the mclaren team to notice what lilia was wanting to do and he nodded his head, getting the rest of the mechanics to quieten down so as to not ruin the surprise for lando. lilia waving to them as well as congratulating the other drivers before waving at everyone including the media before she walked a little bit closer to lando. waiting for the exact right time to surprise her older brother.

lilia felt like she was waiting forever since lando was still so focused on celebrating his second win with his team that it took a nudge from oscar and a head gesture behind him from zak for lando to turn around.

it wasn't until minutes later when lando heard the loud cheers of the fans and drivers trying to get his attention that he finally noticed. his younger sister was standing right in front of him now that he had finally turned around. only a couple of meters away and he just froze.

his eyes widened and he felt his legs go to jelly, his hands dropping his helmet, only just getting caught by oscar's quick reflexes, thankful his helmet was still on his head. he jumped off his race car as that's what he had been balancing on after hugging his team and jogged over to his sister. tears welled in lando's eyes, lilia shockingly keeping her composure as after almost four whole years, they were reuniting again. once lando finally reached his sister, he picked her up and held her as tightly as he was physically able to.

"lilia! what...what are you doing here?" lando cried as quietly as he could as he pulled out of the hug

"honourable discharge. four years was more than enough and it was time i got to come home and stay home. and to finally spend a birthday with my family after four years," she whispered as lando's heart grew as he pulled her back in for a tighter hug as the british grand prix blew up in applause

"oh my gosh...lils! i am so glad you're home and safe!" lando didn't want to let go until he felt like he had to so he could get a proper look at his military medic sister - not caring that this was live and being broadcasted to everyone that was tuned in to the british grand prix

"lemme look at ya," lando whispered as the brother and sister pulled away again

lilia taking off her own hat, that surprisingly didn't fly off when they collided, revealed her gorgeous long curly locks that had stayed the same, but maybe an inch or two longer as she let her older brother examine her face. realising that, just like she promised, she was fine and she didn't get hurt once whilst saving other people's lives.

"just like you promised..." lando whispered as he touched lilia's cheeks making everyone coo as she nodded her head, her hands grabbed her brother's wrists as he bowed his head and cried a little more

"...just like i promised! now, you gotta go, you need to do interviews and you have the podium ceremony, you won lando! i'll still be here, i won't be going anywhere but you need to finish your job!" lilia smiled as she pulled her brother in for one last hug before pulling away from lando as his face went from happiness to a sad look

it was silent for a little bit before lilia realised that after she had been away for so long, the only reason lando had been able to do everything in regards to f1 was because she wasn't there with him. and now that she was with him, it was as though he could no longer do it on his own because when he did do it on his own, it was because he had to otherwise no one else would do it for him. but now that his sister was home and safe, she had come to the realisation that lando was finally breaking down those walls he had built in order to feel protected without his sister with him and now that she was home, the walls were being kicked down piece by piece. and this was when lilia knew that she had to go with him for the post-win interviews and she did and happily.

walking over to the first interviwer, both norris siblings smiled brightly as the interviewer started their questions.

"...walking over now we have our british grand prix winner, mclaren driver lando norris and his younger sister lilia norris who we can see from earlier live footage has just returned home from her military deployment overseas as a medic. hello you two, what a fantastic image it is to see the norris family all reunited, lando, we'll come to you first. what a fantastic race that was, how did you feel getting across that finishing line knowing you had bagged your second win but also your first home win after your groundbreaking maiden win at miami?" nico rosberg asks the brother and sister smile at him before lando takes the microphone

"hey nico, umm, thank you for the congratulations and in all honesty, i don't know how i'm feeling *giggles*. i think i'm still trying to process everything and, obviously, lilia surprising me minutes after i win, it doesn't help in the processing of the fact i've just won my home race *giggles* so, yeah, i'm still a bit shaky and looking for the right words to say but, yeah, i'm very pleased with how the race went," lando managed to answer as nico smiled, nodding his head as he then turned to lilia who was smiling as she watched her brother

"lilia, my darling, it's been a while since we've seen you grace our screens at a grand prix, welcome home! what's it like getting to watch your brother be so successful after not having great results previously?" nico asks as he smiles sweetly at the younger norris as she smiles back

"hello nico, it has been a while but i'm back *giggles*. and it's truly amazing getting to watch lando finally get the results i always knew he was born to be getting and getting to finally see him in a race in person, let alone our home race, is just phenomonal!" lilia smiles as she nods her head, lando then smiling at his sister

"speaking of you being back, you've obviously returned from a military deployment but, what's the story about it? are you home for good or are you being sent back after a certain amount of time?" nico questions as he notices the other drivers are watching as lilia and lando smile and giggle

"yes, i have. it was a four year long deployment as a military medic so my uniform, not this one, but the one i'd wear on the battlefield in the first aid tents were slightly different. and i am home for good, nico. four years was the most i was ever going to do anyway in the military and now that i've done that, i can go around the world with lando and watch him win more races and hopefully a world championship sometime soon," lilia smiled brightly, her arm tightly holding lando's waist as it's obvious that lando was becoming more relaxed as the interview progressed

"you mention that the military medic uniform was slightly different to the uniform that the soldiers would wear. what were those differences since again, you are wearing what people would assume are the regular fatigues of a militaryman or woman," nico questions, fully involved and invested in the interview as lilia smiles, happy to explain it

"yes, the uniforms us medics wear are slightly different in the fact that we have a band around our arms that just simply displays a red cross that signifies those that wear the red cross are medics and are there to provide aid to those that are in need of it. whether that be first aid or just food and drink even though we also have officers that provide those nourishments independently from us, us medics also do that a little bit as well if there is no way to get into contact with those humanitarian officers," lilia answers as nico nods his head before going back to lando who's smile still hadn't moved off his face

"lando, going back to you, i can't imagine how difficult it must have been to be without lilia for four years and have no idea if she was safe or not whilst she was also doing her best to keep others safe. so, can i just have a little bit of knowledge as to what was going on inside of your head when you noticed that stood behind you, a couple of meters away as you celebrated your win with mclaren that she was just there waiting for you to turn around?" nico questioned, a sweet smile on his face as lando got emotional suddenly, turning his head away to compose himself as lilia pulled him closer since her arm was still wrapped around his waist

"uhh, yeah, it...it's been very difficult but i'm sure lilia had the same worries about me that i had about her. both of us in dangerous professions but for different reasons that could still lead to the deaths of either of us. however, i'm just glad she's finally home..." lando trailed off as he tried really hard to compose himself as he giggled shyly before continuing

"...but, my reaction to lilia's surprise? *nico nods his head* well, in all honesty, i never really expected it to happen not because i never thought that lilia wouldn't come home. i always knew she'd come home but, i never thought she'd want to have such a public homecoming but especially at a grand prix..." lando trailed off again with a shy giggle as nico nods his head, smiling sweetly as encouragement for the driver to continue

"...but, the moment i turned around after hearing everyone just scream and motion for me to turn around, everything just halted to a grinding stop. like, i just remember my eyes widening and everything turning to jelly. like, i'm surprised that i didn't fall off my car as i was still standing on that when i turned around. i do remember dropping my helmet though and oscar thankfully having the quickest reflexes known to mankind and catching it still with his own helmet on his head but, yeah, it was all just a blur that everything went in slow motion until we were able to hug each other again..." lando smiled with a little nod as nico smiles and nods his head as well as he turns to lilia

"...lilia, from your perspective, what was that moment like as obviously, you had to tell someone that you had planned for this surprise to happen. and i believe it was your sister in law, savannah, the wife of older brother oliver, that was the other mastermind behind this surprise. so how did you go about telling savannah about your return home?" nico questions as lilia giggles and shakes her head, lando looking at her also wanting to know the answer

"wow, these are amazing questions, nico *giggles* but umm, honestly, my perspective of that moment surprising lando was a moment i won't ever forget for the rest of my life. just seeing his face change as he saw that it was me is unforgettable and quite honestly, seeing him drop his helmet was something i never thought would happen. like, when i was planning for this surprise after i had told savannah that i was on the plane home, i never once invisioned lando dropping his helmet *giggles*..." lilia giggled as nico and lando said the next question at the same time

"...then what did you invision?" the two men say at the same time causing laughter as lilia can't discredit that question as she responds

"honestly, i don't know what i invisoned when i pictured in my head the way lando would react. i mean, of course, i knew he'd be relieved but, i don't think i had properly comprehended just how relieved he would be to see me," lilia responded truthfully as nico and lando both nodded their heads

"you didn't realise just how much your brother needed you..." nico trailed off as lilia and lando nodded their heads, wholeheartedly agreeing with nico's statement

"...oh, absolutely. the entire four years without lilia, i was fine, well i thought i was fine, because i had built up such high walls because, obviously, you don't ever think that your little sister is going to be in danger every single day. also because watching her leave for the military was so devastating that i described it as my world splitting apart at the seams. even though i'm the older brother and she's the younger sister, i still feel like she's just as protective of me as i am of her so sometimes i forget that i'm the older sibling *giggles*. so, that was why i think i reacted the way i did when i saw her because, i could finally allow myself to let those walls come down because i no longer had to worry whether or not our parents would get the dreaded phone call day after day that she had been injured or killed whilst treating other patients. so, yeah, that reaction from me was definitely showing the world that my world was stitched back together again after it had been ripped at the seams for four long years..." lando trails off as his head rests against lilia's as nico can't help the 'aw' that leaves his lips as the norris siblings smile at the interviewer and former f1 racer

"...that's a beautiful response lando and i'm happy on behalf of everyone here at the british grand prix to see that you two are finally reunited again because we all know just how loved you two are. again, congratulations on your second monumental win lando and welcome home lilia!" nico ends his interview as lando and lilia hug the interviewer before moving on to the next one

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the podium ceremony had just ended and lilia couldn't have been any prouder of her older brother in his win for his home race at silverstone. drenched in champagne from the spritz lando jumped down and brought his sister in for a hug, wanting to spend every minute of this moment with her. and lilia didn't care for she wanted the same thing. she had spent so much time away missing out on all of these races that she was ready to finally be back in the paddock and the formula 1 environment. and it was as though she had never left to begin with.

whispering into her brother's ear, lilia said the one thing that she hadn't said in years but she said it because she knew lando needed to hear her say it.

"...always lando's little sister!" she whispers as lando sniffles, giggles and tightens his grip on his little sister

the statement making lando cry way more than it realistically should have. lilia's four-year deployment had really taken its toll on lando. so, now that is little sister was finally home for good, he no longer had to worry. she was not that far away anymore.

fin

bro, that ending was shit but what can you do? i'm glad i rewrote this for lando as it was a fun rewrite but i can't wait to get some foolproof original ideas since i'm still recycling old writings and it's doing my head in that i can't think of nor remember any originals.

©⠀amberjazmyn's original work. do not translate or steal any of my fics. 2024

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astridhoff03 · 12 days ago

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For the love and life/Chapter 5

"Hiccup, do you really think this is a good idea?" Astrid asked as they stopped in front of Hiccup's parents' house in Old Berk. “We have no choice. And where else should we go if we don't have any money left for an apartment." Astrid nodded and got out to get Zephyr out of her child seat, while Hiccup took the pastries from the trunk of his used Peugeot.

The two went to the big house and rang the bell. The door was immediately opened to them by Hiccup's mother Valka, who immediately took her son into her arms. "Hiccup, I'm glad to see you, I missed you so much." "Mum, we only spoke on the phone a week ago." Valka then smiled at her son with so much kindness that Astrid almost felt sad that she was coming to hers Parents no longer had contact. “Astrid, good to see you,” she was torn from her thoughts by Valka, who took her in her arms. “And hello little Zephyr. Stoick! Come quickly, they're here now!” Just a few minutes later, Hiccup's burly father came down the stairs. He patted Hiccup on the shoulder, who looked very grateful that his father didn't pull him into a bone-crushing hug.

Astrid looked out the window of the attic room that she and Hiccup had just moved into. Zephyr would be sleeping right next door. Astrid's gaze wandered further, over the numerous small houses of Old Berk to the coast, where she saw crashing waves and large, black dorsal fins rising from the sea. Orcas, the wolves of the sea, as her mother always liked to call them. Astrid could still remember what her mother had always called her, her little warrior. She missed her parents so much, unfortunately they didn't see each other often as her parents were away from the archipelago on business trips most of the time. Sometimes she wondered if her parents even cared about her, or if they even cared about their grandchild, if they wanted to be a part of Zephyr's life.

She scrolled through her photos and saw some photos of her, her mother and her father together. Her heart was filled with sadness and longing as she saw all these memories captured in photos in front of her. Back when her parents made a little more time for her, like for her high school graduation or her birthday. But today everything was different. “Astrid, is everything fine with you? You seem so distant.” Astrid looked up and found herself in Hiccup’s loving gaze. She sighed and looked out the window again. “It’s just…I miss my parents. You know they travel a lot.” Hiccup nodded understandingly and placed her hand in his. “I know you miss them a lot, darling.” Astrid looked at him briefly before throwing her arms around his neck. “I don't mean to sound childish, I just wish my parents were home more often, would be more involved in Zephyr's life. But who knows if they even want that?” A quiet sob escaped her. She couldn't remember the last time she cried. Was it the day Zephyr was born? Or was it the day she found out about her Aunt Alva's death? She didn't know anymore. As soon as she finished that thought, she felt Hiccup's warm lips on her cheeks, kissing her tears away. "I think you need a little distraction," he whispered, kissing the beautiful shape of her neck. Astrid sighed relaxed. Hiccup always knew how to cheer her up. As if she were floating on clouds, she let Hiccup lie her down on the bed and watched as he looked at her with his forest green eyes. With so much love and desire that she almost lost her breath as he began to unbutton the buttons on her jeans. A grin crept across his lips when he saw Astrid's lacy underwear, which covered little of her feminine beauty. “What did I do to deserve this view,” he whispered in her ear as he unbuttoned one button at a time on her white blouse. Astrid felt a shiver run down her spine as he kissed her stomach and then moved further up to the valley of her full breasts, still held up by her lacy bra. He kissed her collarbone passionately, one of his hands went under her bra and caressed her hardened nipple. Astrid sighed and buried her hands in his hair. "I wonder what I did to deserve this too." Hiccup grinned and pulled back a little to take off his t-shirt and unbutton his jeans. He came over her again and pressed his erection against her vagina making her moan softly. "See what you're doing to me, you beautiful, fiery woman." Astrid gasped, she kissed him passionately to drown his words under her love, lifting her hips to meet his body. Suddenly a loud cry tore the two of them out of their hot session. Exhausted, Astrid fell back and adjusted her bra, which was a bit slipped. “What’s wrong with our sweetheart now? She screamed like that on the way here too.” Hiccup sighed. "I'll check on her." Before he left, however, he stroked Astrid's inner thighs one last time, making her shiver and bite her lip. “We both finish this tonight.”

#astrid hofferson #hiccup horrendous haddock iii #zephyr haddock #valka haddock #stoick the vast #hiccstrid fic #hiccstrid family #hiccstrid smut #hiccstrid #astrids family #httyd franchise #httyd fanfiction #httyd modern au

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pensat-i-fet · 2 years ago

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One chance (Julián Álvarez x Reader)

**Another request. This is my first one that involves cheating (but not the last we'll get this week), which makes the whole writing process heartbreaking but hopefully you enjoy how I portrayed the whole thing and, remember, it’s fiction. Enjoy! ❤️**

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Julián didn't even know why he had decided to go out. He didn't want to, really. He just wanted to go back home and try to talk to you. He couldn't really complain about you being away for a couple of days, given how often he travelled for work but it still made him sad to go back to an empty house. So he let himself be peer pressured into going out with most of the team.

"Juliii! Have a drink", said Jack…again. How much was he drinking?

"I'm fine, thanks".

"Come on, you don't have your mum with you today. Let loose!"

"My mum?"

"Yeah, your uptight girlfriend. She acts like she's your mum but today you can have fun without her".

Julián was too shocked by his teammate's words to answer. But he should have defended you. And you weren't like his mum…you just worried about his career. But Jack didn't know you. Still, something in his mind made him think that there could be some truth to those words. You often refused to go out with his teammates because you particularly didn't like how much the English drank. It made you uncomfortable. And seeing what some of them got up to sometimes didn't help your opinion of them.

So Julián looked at the drink in his hand and drank it quickly. Soon, he found another one in his hand. But it was ok. Everyone was drinking and having fun.

"This is my friend Julián", said a very drunk Kyle. "He's a world champion, you know?"

"Really?", said the girl he was talking to, looking at Julián with big eyes.

"Hi", he said, uncomfortable with the attention but also numbed by the alcohol in his system.

"Maybe you can show me your medal one day", said the girl, touching his face and getting closer. Too close.

"I have to go. Sorry".

He moved quickly, trying to find someone he could be with that wouldn't get him in trouble. But he only found Jack.

"Have you seen Rodri?"

"No, but I've seen this", said Jack, giving him another drink.

"I've drunk enough, Jack".

"You just ran away from the hottest girl in the club, mate. You haven't drunk enough", he laughed.

"I have a girlfriend".

"Don't we all?", laughed his teammate. "What she doesn't know can't hurt her. Come on. Are you really going to be with the same person your entire life? When you could be with someone like her?"

Julián looked at who Jack was pointing at. The girl Kyle had introduced to him. And she smiled and waved at him.

Julián started to feel sick at even thinking about the possibility of doing something like that to you. But he took the drink anyway and downed it in record time.

He kept looking for Rodri. Where was he? He needed to be with someone who could talk some sense into him. Not with Kyle and Jack. But when he turned, almost falling because of how drunk he was, he only saw her.

"I'm going to start thinking you are avoiding me, world champion", she said in a seductive tone.

"No, I'm just…I'm looking for my friend".

"And you keep finding me. Let's call it fate", she laughed.

Julián closed his eyes, feeling way too dizzy. And before he could open them, her lips were on his. He froze, not knowing what to do. And then his traitorous brain made him kiss her back. It was only five seconds before he realised what was going on and he pushed her away from him. But it was too late. Rodri had found him and with him was his girlfriend Laura, who was also your best friend amongst the WAGs.

"Hijo de la grandísima…te mato. Rodri, ¡Suéltame! ¡Le voy a matar! ¿Cómo has podido hacer eso? ¿Estabas esperando a que no estuviera aquí para ponerle los cuernos? ¡Cerdo asqueroso!" (You son of a…I'm going to kill you. Rodri, let go of me! I'm going to kill him! How could you do that? Were you waiting for her to be away to cheat on her? Disgusting pig!)

It was only because of Rodri holding his girlfriend that he avoided being hit by her.

"It was her who kissed me. I didn't…".

"Save that for someone who falls for bullshit excuses, Julián".

Julián looked at Rodri, trying to find some support, but even though he kept holding his girlfriend so she wouldn't hit Julián, there was also disappointment on his face.

"Please don't tell her", he whispered.

"I'm not letting my friend be lied to. Fucking men! You're all the same", she said, leaving the club.

"I'm not lying to her either. Sorry", said Rodri before he started to follow his girlfriend.

Julián wanted to sit on the floor and cry. He couldn't lose you because of this. But when he tried to sit down, his stomach made him stand up so he could run to the bathroom.

Sitting on the floor of the club, holding his stomach and waiting to see if he had to vomit again, he felt like absolute crap. And he knew that was exactly what he deserved.

You could tell something wasn't right. Julián kept texting you while you were away, but he also kept making excuses to not Facetime you.

The last one was that he was hungover after going out and wanted to try and nap. He never got drunk during the season. What could have happened to make him lose control like that?

[You]: hi amore! Everything alright over there?

[Laura]: has Julián spoken to you?

Not the answer you expected.

[You]: he keeps making excuses to not talk to me. Did something happen?

[Laura]: I don't want to tell you via text.

[You]: you're scaring me.

Not knowing what to do, you called Laura.

"Talk to me, please. What’s going on?"

"We went out last night and…I saw him kissing another girl".

No…she can't be saying that.

"I'm so sorry. I can't see that and not tell you. I mean, what kind of friend does that?"

"He…tell me you are joking, please. Tell me it's all a sick joke", you begged her.

"I wish I could".

"Please", you whispered, falling to the floor and covering your face before you started to cry.

You didn't even know how long you stayed there. But it was a text that woke you up from the nightmare you were in.

[Mi Juli 💖]: when are you back? I can pick you up from the airport. I can't wait to see you ❤️

The fact that he could pretend like nothing happened made you so mad. But you told him the time anyway. You couldn't wait to see him either.

Julián was more nervous waiting for you at the airport than he had been at the World Cup final. But when he saw you, he forgot about everything for a second. You would always be the most beautiful woman in the world for him. Your smile could make all of his worries and problems disappear but…you weren't smiling.

"Drive me home so I can pack and leave", you said, walking past him, barely glancing at him.

"What? No, you can't leave".

"I'm not staying with a cheater".

"Please, you have to let me explain".

"Laura explained it to me, Julián. My friend told me all I needed to know. Because she, unlike you, is loyal to me".

Julián wanted to say more but people were starting to stare at you two so he just walked you to the car and started to drive you home.

He felt like anything he said would only make things worse so he remained silent until you got home.

"You have to let me explain".

"Explain what? Did you kiss her or not?"

"It's not so easy".

"It's literally a yes/no question, Julián. Pretty easy. But your refusal to answer says it all".

"I was drunk".

You had to laugh. What an excuse!

"I've been drunk before and never cheated".

When you got inside your room, you closed the door and locked it. It was hard enough to deal with everything that happened without seeing the guilt all over your boyfriend's face. Well…boyfriend or ex-boyfriend? You didn't know.

"Open the door, please!"

"I won't".

You had so many things. Your entire life was there, with him. Because he wasn't supposed to do what he did. He was supposed to love you and respect you and you would always stay with him.

"I can't think straight while I'm here!", you whispered, picking up your iPad and booking a flight home.

When you left the room, suitcase in hand, Julián started to follow you, asking you to listen to him.

"I don't want to hear anything else".

"Where are you going?"

"Home".

"This is your home".

"Not anymore".

Laura and Rodri let you stay with them and drove you to the airport the next day so you could catch your flight to Argentina.

"I'll miss you", said Laura, hugging you and trying not to cry.

"I'll miss you too. But we'll find a way to see each other".

"I…I don't want to play devil's advocate but are you really going to break up with him?"

Rodri could feel both of you glaring at him and he looked very uncomfortable.

"I'm not saying you have to forget and forgive but you love each other so much. I get you need to heal but maybe you can give this a try in the future?"

You closed your eyes, thinking.

"That's why I'm leaving, Rodri. I need to be away to think clearly. I don't want to lose him but I can't let him do that to me either. I don't know what to do".

Your friends hugged you when you started to cry.

"Whatever you do, we'll support you and be there for you, ok?", said Laura.

"I know. And I have to go. I'll see you soon. I promise".

"Have a safe trip. Text us when you land".

Your parents weren't that surprised to see you coming back home for a couple of days. You got terribly homesick and did random trips like that one all the time. But when they saw your face, they knew this wasn't just you being homesick.

"What happened?"

You hugged your mum and started to cry. "He cheated".

You could notice your mum stiffing at your words. She loved Julián and so did your dad, but you always came first.

"I'll kill him".

"Dad…".

"I will. How can he do that to you? We were so wrong about him. He never deserved you".

His words made you look away. Of course, they sided with you but that didn't help you decide what to do next.

"Are you moving back to our place or do you want to rent an apartment somewhere else?", asked your dad when you were on your way home.

"I don't know. I might go back to Manchester…".

"You aren't going back to him", he said.

"I just need some time here to think and then we can talk".

"He lied once, he will again".

"Well, I'll have to go back to pack all my things anyway. And to break up with him properly, I guess".

But being home didn't help as much as you expected. Everywhere you went, you thought of Julián. You made memories with him everywhere. And everyone asked about him and made you give them vague responses so they could leave you alone.

Back in Manchester, Julián wasn't doing much better. He cried himself to sleep every day and being surrounded by your things only made everything worse.

When he was back training, things weren't going well either. He was distracted, incapable of focusing on what he had to do. And that only caused him to stay on the bench even more than usual.

"Hey Juli, we're going out after the match. Want to come with us?"

Hearing Jack's voice and his proposal made him so mad.

"No".

"Is your girlfriend back holding the lease tight?", he laughed. And Julián couldn't hold the anger any longer.

He pushed Jack against the wall and held the collar of his shirt, bringing their faces very close together.

"It's your fault she dumped me".

"She what?", the fact that he kept laughing only made Julián want to strangle his teammate. "Bro, just buy her a new bag and she'll forget".

Julián pushed Jack against the wall again and that killed his laughter.

"Let go of me!"

"It's all your fucking fault!"

Julián felt some arms separating him from Jack and knew there was no point trying to fight.

"Don't make things worse", said Rodri.

But it was too late. Pep had seen it all and invited Julián to miss the next match.

Everything is going to hell.

Back home, Julián went to the shower to let the water calm him down a bit. He was just getting what he deserved. He knew that. And it hurt a lot.

Looking at the calendar, he saw he had four free days now that he was suspended from the team. Before he realised, he had already bought the plane tickets to go back home. Back to you.

If there was something you hated, it was being a cliché. But that you were. You couldn't help feeling sorry for yourself and spent the days avoiding people and going back home to watch TV for hours while eating ice cream and sweets. Not that any of that helped but…

Hearing the doorbell ring felt like a curse. Who was going to bother you now?

"What are you doing here?"

"We need to talk", said Julián, walking inside the house.

"How are you here? City play today".

"I'm suspended from the team".

"Why?"

"For attacking Grealish".

That didn't make sense. Your Julián wasn't violent. But you guessed your Julián wasn't supposed to cheat either and…well, we all knew how that went.

"Who says I want to talk to you?"

"Let me at least explain. If you want to hate me afterwards and leave me for good, I…I'll accept it. Even if it kills me".

"Talk then. But make it quick, if my dad finds you here", you shrugged, and he put two and two together.

You walked to the sofa and sat down.

"They invited me to go out and I didn't want to but you weren't there and I hate being alone at home. So I went out. And Jack kept on giving me drinks and talking about you".

"Why would he talk about me?"

"He insinuated you don't let me have fun and he got into my head".

"What?", you didn't expect that. "What do I do that's so bad?"

"Nothing. But he's just an idiot. And used that to make me drink more. And then Kyle…".

"Jesus, Julián. You couldn't spend your time with the normal guys, no. You had to go with the troublemakers".

"I know. He…he brought this girl to talk with me and I kept leaving. And then Jack was trying to get me to go with her but I didn't want to. Because I love you. Only you".

You rolled your eyes at that. Kissing someone else was a weird way to show his love.

"I was so dizzy, I closed my eyes and she kissed me. And I reacted quickly pushing her away but Laura saw it all and of course, she told you. I get it. I know you would have done the same had it been Rodri doing that".

His confession made you feel more conflicted than before.

"Did you kiss her back?"

"For like 5 seconds before realising it was wrong. And then I puked for 20 minutes".

You wanted honesty, but it hurt.

"Please say something".

But before you could, the door to the house opened and all hell broke loose.

"What are you doing here? Stay away from my daughter!"

"Dad…".

"Why is he here?"

"I needed to talk to her", tried to explain Julián, but your dad wasn't listening.

"How dare you to disrespect my daughter? I trusted you. I let you take her from us all the way to England and this is what you do?"

"I'm sorry".

"You should be. Real men don’t cheat. Cowards do".

You didn’t want them to fight. To say things that they couldn’t come back from.

“Can you leave us alone for a second, dad?”

“You sure?”

You nodded and he left. But you knew he wouldn’t be too far.

“I’m sorry”, said Julián again.

“I know”.

“It will never happen again. I promise. I don’t even know why I didn’t leave earlier…”.

“Do you feel like I don’t let you do things?”, Grealish’s words hadn’t left your head since Julián mentioned it.

“No. I don’t. He just used that to push me to cheat because they all do. Well, I don’t want to be like them if that’s what I’m supposed to do”.

“This won’t be the only time this happens. You know that, right? You’ll go to parties, your teammates will do things and…I never cared because I trusted you. But…”.

“I don’t care what others do or what happens around me”, he said, holding your hand. “I care about getting your trust back. Only you matter”.

What should I do?, you thought. When Laura mentioned Julián kissing another girl you expected worse. Not that what he did wasn’t bad. He was so stupid to allow himself to be in that situation. But should you throw away your relationship for that?

“You get one chance”, you said making him smile, looking hopeful again.

“You won’t regret it, I swear”.

“I can’t go back to being with you completely. Not yet. I’ll spend time between here and Manchester. You have to earn that trust back, Julián”.

“I know. I will. Thank you!”

He hugged you and you hugged him back. Hoping he really meant it and that you won’t regret this decision.

#julián álvarez #julian alvarez #julian alvarez imagine #julian alvarez one shot #julian alvarez angst #fotballer imagine #footballer one shot #footballer angst

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tulipe-rose · 10 months ago

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Hello! I hope this isn’t a bad time, but could I request a short fic of Yuna and Milo? Like they’re just having some mom and daughter time :3 oooo, maybe they went to get food for Milo’s birthday since it is coming up?

If you decide to do this (please don’t if you don’t want to) you can do any au you’d like

ILY(/p) SAFFRON, BYEE! ♥️

Of course (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧ Sorry for the late reply btw. I was out all day.

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Milo, my little angel.

Modern au, no ships. Biological!GiYuLo au.

Fluff.

P.s Happy birthday Milo!!

Today's the most important day of the year. Well, at least to Yuna it is.

Milo will be turning fifteen today! Yuna couldn't believe how quickly the years passed. Just yesterday Milo was a little ball of energy, waddling around adorably, being their little bundle of happiness.

They already celebrated her birthday a week in advance, since Giyuu had to travel for an exchange program between schools. Milo was already content with the celebration, but Yuna wanted to give her a few more surprises.

Yuna had a plan, but she had to wait for Milo to leave before she could execute it. Milo planned to go out with her friend group today, and Yuna was going to take advantage of that.

''Mum! I'll be heading out now! I promised to meet up with the others at the station. See you later! Love you!''

''Love you too angel! Don't be late, it's a school night!''

Yuna knew she didn't need to remind her, Milo was responsible enough to meet curfew, but she couldn't help herself. She was unable to stop herself from being extra careful. She didn't want to take any chances. The surprise must be perfect!

Yuna heard the front door close with a soft thud, before getting to work. She opened her closet, revealing the hidden gifts. She had ordered some fake roses for Milo to decorate her room with, a new flowy knee-length violet dress and a white brooch she noticed Milo eyeing at the store.

A little thing about Yuna is that she loves to spoil her daughter, like her husband. She got into the habit of buying at least two gifts for Milo on her birthday, being influenced by Giyuu's gifting habits. This year she had to compromise though, given the circumstances. She gave Milo one present during the early party, and will be gifting the rest to her tonight.

The order did arrive late, but fortunately made it in time. Yuna was relieved when it arrived last night, calming her tense nerves.

She specifically disliked ordering online due to it's unexpected timings, but she had to rely on it this time, and she's fortunate enough for it not to let her down.

She spread the gifts out on her bed, admiring her taste in gifts. Soon, she started feeling like enough time was wasted, and gathered everything to place the gifts neatly inside a box with white and lavender wrapping.

With that part of her surprise done, she went onto the next part of the plan.

Now, Yuna doesn't know what's gotten into her, but she forgot to order the snacks. She planned to enjoy a movie with some snacks tonight, but she somehow overlooked the latter, and only just noticed. She did her best to be positive, feeling like getting herself down would only waste time. She threw on a quick outfit, leaving for the nearest store.

''I need to hurry up. I still have to prep the living room, putting out comfortable pillows and warm blankets. I checked with Milo, she said she'd have lunch with her friends, so that relieves me of making proper lunch. I can just heat up some leftovers, it's high time they're eaten before they go bad'' She got her thoughts organized on her way to the store, while pulling out her shopping list, looking through things she needed.

~Timeskip to when she's back home, almost done with her to do list~

''The sun's setting already? Milo should be home anytime soon, gotta put the last touches before turning the lights off.''

Yuna wraps up any leftover work, putting the dried dishes away, and taking the roses out, and placing them on the table. She fixes herself up a bit, going in for a quick shower, safely assuming Milo wouldn't turn up for another thirty minutes at the very least.

Little did she know, Milo decided to return home early. Her mother emphasized her curfew, so she decided to turn up early just in case. She tried to give her mother a call, but there was no response, so she decided to ask her about it when she got back. Milo always kept a spare key with her, since her father insisted.

The apartment was dark and the lights were off, so Milo thought that may be her mother turned in early, or went out to buy something. She walked further in to see the kitchen illuminated, going to investigate, she found a decently sized bouquet of roses sitting on the table. Milo didn't expect to see it, but she did love roses, so she picked up one of them, taking a whiff of it's fragrant aroma. She knew they were fake, but she couldn't help but admire their beauty.

''MILO!?''

''Mum! You're here!''

Yuna didn't foresee this, but she decided to just go along with her original plan, but a little improvised.

''Happy birthday, my little angel...''

She embraced her daughter, smiling joyfully, greatful for her daughter's happiness and health. Milo returned the embrace, feeling tears welling up in her eyes, threatening to spill.

''Thank you... I'm truly grateful to have you mum!''

Sorry it's kinda late and rushed, I was out all day, and organizing my thoughts was pretty hard. I hope there aren't too many errors.

''Me too Milo, me too!'' Yuna leads Milo to the living room, which was left without lights, since Milo decided that she didn't want to turn them on only to forget them.

What meets Milo's eyes is exactly what she needed after such a long and tiring, yet fun, day.

The sofa was littered with the softest pillows they owned, and her favorite blanket, suitable for the chilly weather. Milo went over to huddle up with her mother on there, smiling giddily at how fluffy everything was.

''What's on for tonight?''

''A movie chosen by the birthday girl, and a mountain of snacks.''

''Ooo! I actually saw this one movie about demons and a main character with a tragic backstory, who's mission is to take them down to save his sister!''

''That movie's a small continuation of the series. The series is till ongoing with three seasons. I don't mind marathoning it with you though! You up for it?''

''Mhm! Definitely!''

They start the first episode, with barely ten minutes in, but Milo's already balling her eyes out.

''T-tanjiro deserved better! He's such a nice character! Why d-did this have to happen to himmm.''

Yuna, also a little moved by the tragedy, but mainly by the effects and graphics, pats her daughter's back reassuringly.

They go through the first season by midnight, and Milo starts dozing off.

''Did you have fun sweetie?''

''Yes, mum. I...-'' a yawn involuntarily interrupts her speech, which leads her to change what she intended to say. ''-should probably turn in and call it a day. The characters were all amazing, but eerily familiar. It was great though.''

''That's a relief then...''

Yuna picks up her daughter, thanking her workout while carrying her to bed, tucking her in and making sure she's comfortable. She reaches out to caress her daughter's cheek, eyes overflowing with warmth.

''No matter how old you grow up to be, you'll always be my dear daughter.''

She places a soft kiss to her forehead, brushing her soft hair off of her face, with great care and gentleness.

''Sleep tight, Milo. My little angel.''

I really hope you like it Kim. I didn't proof read this, because I wanted it to be out as soon as I finished it. Sorry if it's a bit ooc, I'm not the best at character analysis (⁠-⁠_⁠-⁠;⁠)

I'll tag @larz-barz here, because this was the only thing I was able to do for Milo special day, sorry bout that.

Thanks for requesting this Kim, I didn't know what to do for Milo's bday.

#saff-ron tag #writers on tumblr #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #oc #ao3 writer #milo suzuki #yuna handa #mutuals oc #au #request #ILYT KIM #HAPPY BIRTHDAY MILOOO #mwa mwa

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thessalian · 10 months ago

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Thess vs Birthday Stuff

Okay, so, time to practice the answer to the "how old are you?" question:

47. ...Yes, really. (I may have got some increasingly disbelieving reactions from the lady who did my hair today.)

Anyway, pretty low-key birthday, given that the vast majority of gifting from the parentals was done and dusted (though in honour of where my present allotment went this year, I looked at my Critical Role cast autographs and it still makes me smile as much as it did on the day, so I have zero regrets). Mum didn't want to let the day go uncelebrated, though, so she made me an appointment at the hair salon she goes to - which she picked because a) the lady does a good job with her hair and b) travelling to find someplace that will cut my hair well at a price I can easily afford is hard for me, and her hairdresser is nearby. For someone who is as notoriously non-tactile as I am, I still surprisingly find the "having my hair washed" part of the whole process to be my favourite part of the whole thing. But now my hair is nice and short, just how I like it, and I no longer look like a Briard.

Anyway, while I was having my hair done, Mum went to the Japanese place in East Dulwich I like but can seldom afford and picked up sushi, which she brought back to eat in the comfort of my sitting room. She's found a way to balance "don't make me cook on my birthday" and "don't make me sit in a loud crowded restaurant on my birthday", which is nice, let me tell you. Though for my own part, I spent last night baking, because I wanted a birthday cake and I can't just buy one like a normal, gluten-tolerant person. Behold:

Chocolate cake with whipped chocolate mint ganache frosting. Also little sugar stars to make the thing look more festive. Mum almost finished her entire slice (she did entirely demolish the frosting, so I guess I come by the "GIVE ME THE FROSTING" thing I have going on honestly), which is always my benchmark for having done well. I also had a slice, obviously, but I sent a big chunk home with her so that my stepfather could have some. I'd love to have them both here at the same time, but apparently their dog, Digby, is ever so slightly co-dependent and they prefer one of them be home with him at all times.

Oh, speaking of dogs, a couple of bits of news about the whole "getting flats renovated" thing. (This will make sense in a minute, I swear.) So my stepfather has been working his ass off on the other flat - the original flat I was living in, the one that's going to be an investment flat of sorts when all the work is done on both that one and this one. The plan is to finish the work on that one, move me back into that one until this one is fixed up - which it needs desperately; pulling up this fucking carpet for a start, and dear gods a shower pump - and then have me finally settle into this one when it's not full of horrible peach carpet and carpeting in the fucking bathroom (WHO DOES THAT?!?). There will be a pause on the "him working his ass off" thing because he pushed too hard and has managed to do himself an injury so bad he couldn't manage the stairs in his own home for a week. But he's insisting on doing all of this himself, for some insane reason.

Point is that in the week of mad working, he discovered that the neighbours in the flat next to the one he's working in have a dog. Why is this a big deal? Because the management company that manages the building has a "no pets" policy. Now, we've been pretty sure that at least one person in the building has a cat, but it's harder to prove cats than it is to prove dogs, who require regular trips outside. Anyway, we've been keeping to the "no pets" policy, but my mother in particular has hated doing it because she firmly believes that I would do better with some small living furry companionship around the house. I'm not saying she's wrong, mind you.

Anyway, the point is, she tells me this while we're finishing up our sushi, then tells me that once all the stuff with the flats is finally sorted, they will get me the small furry pets of my choosing. Because apparently, or so said my mother's tone of voice, "They get to have a fucking dog, and my daughter can't have a pet at all? Fuck that and fuck them!"

(I come by my stubborn-and-petty honestly, too.)

She's also very much come around to the idea of me having pet rats, at least partly because I refuse to have a pet cat, however much I might want one. In winter, I have to keep the doors to the various rooms closed to keep the heat in (and the heating bill down), and it's not fair to cram a cat into too small a space. Besides, this place isn't designed to have a decent space for a litter box, and rats are somewhat less likely to eat my plants and get sick. So anyway, point is that I have so many more reasons to really hope the renovations and stuff get done soon. I just wish my stepfather would hire a fucking contractor, for his own sake. He's going to hurt himself badly doing that shit.

Anyway, a happy birthday to me, all told. Not that I did much - had my hair done, got fed sushi, had a rather glorious nap - but honestly, that's probably enough for me at this point. And a whole week off stretches out before me. A week of sleeping in, video games, maybe making myself some more potato soup... Oh, and banana bread. I have a plan that involves adding chocolate chips and peanut butter chips to the next batch of banana bread. I've just got really into banana bread lately. It's easy, it's filling, and maybe I just need the potassium, I dunno.

#Thess has a birthday #Thess has parental units #Thess cooks

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writerman · 1 year ago

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Are you still taking fic prompts? Because if you are then omg, Barduil first meeting for that 'stuck overnight in an IKEA' post... 'I was just there for a table, he was only there for the meatballs and... well... by the time we were all allowed to go the next morning I had my table, he'd had his meatballs and we both had a boyfriend... It was love at first Ypperlig...'

Hi, anon, did you know you sent me this request in 2021??

If you still follow me or ever followed me to begin with, I am so sorry.

Here is your IKEA Barduil prompt.

Happy NaNo!

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Fandom: The Hobbit

Ship: Bard x Thranduil (Barduil)

Word Count: 5,541

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Anyone travelling out there stay safe, the storm is supposed to be coming in thick and fast by this afternoon. Local authorities and the MET office have asked that if you can stay home please do!

On that note here is a little song for anyone taking on the blizzard today. Snow Bird by Ann-

Bard smacked the radio as fast as he could, numb fingers fumbling with the off switch while he kept his eyes on the road. The snow hadn’t hit blizzard levels yet but the sky above him hinted that it wouldn’t be long.

The snowfall the night before had blanketed the world in white that was already about a foot deep, but it hadn’t deterred many from leaving their homes. There were a few brave souls battling through the snow-covered sidewalks- no one had come to clear a path but no one appeared to care that much.

It was fine, it would be fine, he only had to run into IKEA for a replacement coffee table as Bain had body-slammed the other one and left it in two halves in the living room. Of course, it had been an accident and that was what Bard got for letting him watch the pro wrestling stuff on TV unattended.

Of course. An accident.

So, a replacement was needed and somehow the exact replica of it existed (imagine that!) within the blue and yellow labyrinth of IKEA, patiently waiting for the myriad of other shoppers to swoop in and collect it only to have their Christmas visitors exclaim that they too had the same table at home!

Thankfully, parking was easy. The place was practically deserted because everyone else had more sense than to drive out into an impending snowstorm to buy furniture!

Then again, everyone probably didn’t have a child like Bain to contend with. He was a good kid, just energetic and very impressionable at his age. It wasn’t as though something like this hadn’t happened before.

Why am I even out buying a table? The kids are with their mum this year. All I need is to rest a cup on it… Shaking the snow off himself at the entrance, Bard tried not to let his entire being sag at the thought of Christmas on his own and then he recalled why he had gotten out of the house in the first place.

It had been too quiet.

Amid his thoughts, someone brushed past him hurriedly sending him crashing into a metal basket of stuffed sharks. Before he can topple over into the pile of plush toys a strong hand wraps around his wrist and pulls him back to his feet.

“Sorry, so sorry, I didn’t mean to knock you over like that!” Apologies flew fast from the stranger’s mouth and Bard cleared his throat before smiling awkwardly trying to brush it off.

“It’s all right, I was in the way.” He mumbled this as he checked himself over, and as he glanced up to his would-be attacker and rescuer he felt his heart do an odd sort of little skip before resuming the staccato rhythm it had taken up in the moment of surprise.

“No, not at all.” The stranger’s voice seemed to have dropped an octave now his apologies had been done and dusted and he promptly released Bard’s wrist from his grip upon realising that he still held on to him. “I was not paying attention; you know this time of year leaves everyone… harried.” He trailed off as he said the last word and it looked as though he was unsure if he meant what he was saying.

“Honestly, I'm alright. Don’t worry about it.” Bard urged again, really he wanted some space between himself and the stranger because he was experiencing what could only be described as a sexual awakening but incredibly bisexually.

“If you’re sure you’re fine.” The stranger continued but when Bard nodded again they merely nodded back and turned neatly on their heel and hurried away with the same speed they had entered the store.

After that encounter Bard didn’t see them again, in fact, he saw very few people that didn’t work there. Most of them stood huddled around a work computer whispering urgently about the oncoming storm.

Likely wishing idiots like him would piss off home so they could head home too.

Yes, he felt awful that they had to be there, and he did honestly feel bad for going in but he really wanted to replace his table- he had time and nowhere else to be. Though, the employees didn’t seem to harbour any ill will towards him when he asked for help finding the section he needed.

Bard had spent a grand total of 20 minutes in the store by the time he reached the checkouts and as he approached one he realised there were no members of staff to be seen. Scratching his head in confusion, he looked about for any sign of the employees who assisted him earlier.

No one.

Someone at his side groaned.

“Just wonderful,” They griped shifting from one foot to another jostling whatever it was in their hands. “The snow has blocked the door; the employees are trying to figure out what they should do.”

Turning to look at the stranger, Bard comes face to face with the very man that had bowled him over in the entrance.

“Hello, again.” He shared the grim expression held by the stranger as he greeted him. His attention is then focused on the now shut off automatic doors. A few members of the staff were stood looking at the heavily falling snow, one of them jumping backwards as a sudden gust of wind rattled the doors and the lights flickered around them.

“You don’t suppose the restaurant is open, do you?” The stranger spoke again, and Bard glanced down at his flat pack table at his feet for a second before picking it up and turning to look up at the signposts that hung above them both.

“Let’s find out.” He tried for cheerful, it came out quiet and he cursed inwardly at how nervous he was around the man. The same man that had been so very sorry for knocking into a bunch of stuffed sharks not 20 minutes earlier.

“Yes, let’s. I’m Thranduil, by the way. And again, I am so very sorry for knocking you off your feet. Not how I like to introduce myself to people, hopefully you sustained no injury.” There was a hint of amusement in his voice and Bard felt the slightest blush warm his cheeks.

“No injury, fighting off sharks stuffed or otherwise is just days’ work for a dad with 3 rambunctious kids.” They head toward the restaurant and Thranduil offers a knowing nod, they had found some common ground.

“Oh, uh, I’m Bard. Nice to meet you… Thranduil, was it?” It was an unusual name, but honestly, so was Bard. Though, people didn’t tend to comment on it as much as he assumed people might about Thranduil’s.

“So, do you play music?” The question came right out of the left field and left Bard silent for a moment until he caught on and let out a loud laugh.

“Funny, not musically inclined at all, played the odd bit of guitar in university, you know how it goes.” He tried not to think about the cringe-worthy image of him sitting beneath a tree strumming the whole three cords he knew just humming songs uncaring that they didn’t match the chords.

“Yes, yes, we’ve all been there. The mortifying act of trying to reinvent yourself only to discover you don’t know how to begin remodelling your life aside from drastically changing your wardrobe only to never wear any of the ridiculous items ever again.” Thranduil gave a flourish of the hand before grimacing at the memory of it.

“Ah, the hubris of youth.” Bard sighed.

In a surprising turn of events, the restaurant was open and the few customers who still lingered, rather against their will, had made their own way over to buy coffee and pastries to wait out the storm until eventually, like animals, they could be released back into the wild again.

“Coffee?” Thranduil set his unpurchased item on the chair next to him before shrugging off his long coat from his incredibly tall form. He dressed any dad might, jeans, boots and a jumper and yet the clothes seemed to fit him better than they had any person Bard had ever encountered before.

Not that he was staring.

IKEA was certainly not the place to consider his wavering sexuality, no that was better suited to a queer coffee shop or whatever, he wasn’t sure. He had really had to think about this kind of thing before.

Not that he was expecting a full-blown love affair to come from their meeting. After they were set free they likely wouldn’t see one another ever again.

“I’m sorry that I asked such a complex question when I offered to buy you coffee, shall I rephrase it?” Once again, there was a touch of amusement in his voice as he spoke.

It took an embarrassing amount of time for Bard to realise he had just been standing silently looking at Thranduil for at least 2 minutes. No words uttered he had just stood there like an idiot letting his mind wander while Thranduil waited patiently for a response.

“Aha, sorry, yes coffee is fine.” He shoved his hand into his jeans pocket to fish for change, but Thranduil chided him with the click of his tongue and walked off without taking any of the money he had attempted to offer.

Bard took this chance to take off his own coat after sliding his unpaid for table down by the table and the restaurant wall.

How badly he wanted to put his hands over his face and scream into them. This had never happened to him before. He had never found another man attractive before. However, by the look of it, Thranduil was used to it as many of the other occupants actively and openly stared at him as he passed them by before their eyes snapped over to Bard with questions burning on the tips of their tongues.

Mortifying, mortifying, awful, terrible.

When Thranduil returned he placed both cups on the table before digging into his own pocket for the sugar packets and little pots of milk he had acquired on his way back to their table.

“Does that happen everywhere you go?” Bard motioned to the people still watching him though trying to pull it off that they were merely having a good old gander at the restaurant and out of the windows.

“Oh, I suppose. I think it’s my hair.” Thranduil seemed disinterested and concentrated on peeling back the foil from the tiny milk pots.

Yeah sure, not the fact you’re the most beautiful person to grace the earth.

Nope, he wasn’t going there, after all this, he was going to have to sit down with his brain and talk to it about inappropriate thoughts.

Should go well.

“You do have nice hair, I suppose it makes sense people will stare at you, and you’re b- big… uh, tall!” Bard pulled his own coffee cup towards him and tore open two of the sugar packets dumping them into his coffee without looking at Thranduil.

His face felt hot.

“I am very big, you’re correct.�� No further context was given and Bard near choked on his first sip of coffee upon hearing the words uttered.

Is he flirting with me? Surely not.

Bard cannot even begin to formulate a response and as if the Gods smiled up on him, the squeal and hiss of the tannoy above interrupted their conversation.

Dear customers of the store, unfortunately, due to the weather conditions we have been required to close the store for the rest of the day. Due to the ongoing storm and its severity, for your safety we have been advised to have anyone in store remain until the worst has passed.

We understand that this is inconvenient and may cause some upset, if you have any questions our staff are on hand to assist.

We strongly suggest that you remain indoors and do not attempt to leave the store. IKEA are offering free food and hot beverages to all customers affected for the duration of your stay.

Again, we apologise for the inconvenience this may cause.

Thank you.

When the announcement ended Bard could hear the throng of people gathered in the restaurant begin to grumble, muttering under their breath that they had places to be. He had no sympathy for them coming out in a storm with the intention of running errands.

Sure, he had done the same and maybe Thranduil had done, too. But he had nowhere to be. When he looked back at Thranduil he noticed the man was simply continuing to drink his coffee with not a single worry plastered across his face.

“Nothing waiting for you back at home either, ay?” Bard gave an empathetic smile when Thranduil nodded and set down his cup, leaning back in his seat he gave a cursory look around the room before he spoke.

“I have two adult children, well, university age, they are with their respective partners this Christmas, and I pretended I had made plans so that they didn’t feel sorry for their dear old dad being alone on Christmas.” As casually as he had tried to make it sound, Thranduil did come across as sad as he explained himself.

“I only ventured out for something to do. I had already promised I wouldn’t work over Christmas so IKEA it is. You know the hub of all social interaction. Joking aside, some good has come of it, well, the snowed in part of my day isn’t the highlight but I do have good company at least.” Thranduil lets the silence linger, and Bard swallowed hard, it was hard to know if this man was in fact flirting with him even if he wasn’t the way he spoke was just so fucking…

Suggestive

“We’re in the same boat, I only came out to replace a coffee table and only because I’m home alone for Christmas too,” It was a stupid thing to do, his brain was already telling him he was going to crash and burn but still his mouth disregarded the warning.

“I know you probably have a ton of friends you could hang out with, but you know my door is open to you if you want to spend the day. I know we are practical strangers- ah, I don’t know why I’m doing this. Sorry.” Bard fumbled at the last moment and decided it was better to rescind the invitation to save his already shaky ego.

“Strangely, I have very few friends. Something about being intimidating and having a- now what did Tauriel call it, ah yes! I have a resting bitch face that seems to put people off from talking to me.” The delivery was dry and still Bard let out a surprised laugh which he quickly smothered by taking a long sip of his drink hyper aware that others were now looking over at him.

“Now that is a nice sound.” Thranduil was resting his chin in his hand, elbow planted firmly on the tabletop looking across at Bard with a gentle and sincere smile. “So, is my invitation still valid or are you going shy on me?” He arches a brow and Bard can’t look away from him, and he knows he’s beet red.

“A-are you really flirting with me?”

“I have been this entire time, thank you for noticing,” The confidence that oozed from Thranduil was almost unbearable in how damn hot it was. No hint of arrogance just sheer and open boldness.

“You left me quite lost for words when I first set eyes on you, or rather… when I full body smashed you into a cart of BLÅHAJ, butchering the pronunciation but you get the idea. Could scarcely even look at you, with your beautiful brown eyes and dark wavy hair. That and you said I had pretty hair and I was big- ah, tall.” The corners of his mouth quirked up in a smirk and Bard felt like sliding out of his seat onto the floor hoping it would open up and swallow him whole.

“W-well, my invitation still stands if you’re interested.” How he had managed to even get words out in a coherent manner was beyond his comprehension seeing as his brain was on fire and there didn’t appear to be any extinguishers wedged into the grey matter.

The lights above them began to flicker before going out, the power had cut out and the wind and snow battered the side of the building brutally the sound of metal creaking faintly around them.

“Fuck- it’s getting worse.” Bard was thankful for the distraction and directed his attention to the windows, the snow was swirling through the wild gales. It came down fast and heavy blotting out the world beyond the glass.

“Let’s move on, I want to sit on something more comfortable.” Thranduil didn’t wait for a response as he stood grabbing his coat and scarf and leaving behind the tiny pack of scented tea lights.

It wouldn’t make any sense for him to carry them around until he could actually purchase them, so Bard followed suit, picking up his coat and leaving the flatpack box still resting between the table and wall.

Like a lost puppy he followed Thranduil until he was at his side struggling to keep up with the long strides the blond made until he came to a stop in the department he had sought out. Bard watched as he wandered through the sofas until he found one that looked comfortable enough, he gently laid his coat over the back of it before flopping down onto the cushions and patting the space next to him.

With as much grace as he could manage, Bard wove between the other sofas and proceeded to sit next to Thranduil, taking care not to have any part of him against the other. However, this didn’t seem to be how things were supposed to go because Thranduil shuffled himself closer so their legs touched from thigh to calf.

“Oh, now this is nice. Do you suppose we will be stuck here all night?” Thranduil had no qualms about being pressed up beside Bard, meanwhile, Bard was trying to as covertly as possible hide his heart attack whilst wondering if he needed to have a conversation with himself about the sudden attraction he had to men.

Because it was sudden like he was smacked with a bisexual stick as soon as he entered the IKEA.

Was it a requirement to be in IKEA?

“I- hope not. I don’t think a big metal building with no power will be a very comfortable place to sleep.” The idea was unappealing, and Bard shuddered though it turned into a shiver as the cold air began to seep in, whatever warmth there had been, it seemed was no longer apparent and he could feel a headache coming on.

“I’ll keep you warm, don’t worry.” The words were whispered into his ear, he could feel Thranduil’s hot breath ghosting over the shell of his ear and the vibrations of his words jostled Bard’s already frayed nerves to near breaking point.

As luck would have it, a store employee was hunting down customers and handing out blankets still in their packaging.

“You two look cosy, but this should help, too.” She was young, early twenties if that. Her cheery demeanour didn’t quite fit the predicament they were in, but it was nice to see that a snowstorm wasn’t dampening her smile.

She didn’t stick around, she had a cart full of blankets she had to distribute, all the while wearing one as a cape as she went.

Bard wasted no time in pulling the soft grey blanket out of its packaging wrapping it around him to ward off the chill, he watched as Thranduil did the same and was genuinely grateful when Thranduil plastered himself against Bard’s side again.

Heat was heat, even if it was the body heat of a particularly amorous man who looked like an angel. When he thought about it, knowing someone harboured obvious affection for him was nice.

New, but nice.

Before he knew it, the girl from earlier was shaking them both awake holding a torch, the bright beam blasting against the floor so as to not blind the both of them in the now pitch-dark sofa department.

“If you’d both rather sleep in a bed I can take you over there now, come on. Everyone else is already over there and the more people in one space the warmer it will be. There’s a small generator nearby too, we have a kettle if you want tea or coffee.” The idea of a bed was delightful and both Thranduil both murmured their sleep thanks as they stood up from the sofa.

“I don’t know about you, but at my age sleeping on a sofa in the cold is not a kind way to treat the body. I ache in the most atrocious way.” Thranduil griped as he collected his coat and scarf, Bard gave him a consolatory pat on the arm hoping it came across as sympathetic in the dark.

“Right there with you,” Bard responded, his hand dropped to his side, fingers accidentally brushing Thranduil’s, who saw the chance to grasp his hand in his. The lack of light other than a torch beam a few steps ahead of them a perfect cover to hide any embarrassment at the gentle touch.

It was such a soft gesture, endearing and sincere. More than Bard had experienced since his divorce, while amicable, it didn’t hurt any less.

But this man was actively pursuing him, in his heart he knew this was moving fast but it didn’t mean he would wish for it to slow down. Of course, he was confused but the excitement was overriding his common sense a little bit, whatever would come of this he couldn’t tell but it was thrilling.

There were several people already bundled up in the show beds, shoes and boots neatly set on the floor beside their coats, some giggling at the absurdity of it all while others looked worried, if not a little scared.

The young girl led Bard and Thranduil to a king-size bed mentioning under her breath that ‘Blondie needed room for his legs’ before smiling at them both and wandering off to assist others with their queries.

Of course, she had assumed they were together. She’d found them bundled up asleep under blankets almost glued at the hip and he really didn’t want the ordeal of having to ask her for his own bed.

It was one night, one night, fully clothed and in a room full of other people, nothing would happen and they couldn’t talk privately with beds set out barely a metre apart. It wasn’t that he felt unsafe or that he thought Thranduil might do something untoward but sharing a bed with him even unromantically… platonically, was fast fast.

Speed of light fast, he didn’t know this man’s last name, where he lived, what kind of car he drove, his favourite food… all he knew was that they were similar in age and were basically alone.

I’m overthinking this. We’re just going to sleep; I was fine sleeping on a sofa right next to him. I was happy to have him hold my hand…

It wasn’t until Thranduil reached out and nudged him that he realised he was being spoken to and wasn’t listening to a word that was said. Sheepishly he looked to Thranduil in the meagre light of one singular lamp that was situated at the edge of the display beds and offered an apologetic smile.

“Would you like me to find somewhere else to sleep?” Serious tone, his face set with determination, but Bard wasn’t sure what it was Thranduil was hoping to achieve. If he was trying to make him feel more comfortable it was working but the idea of sleeping alone when he had the chance not to was what forced him to respond.

“No, you don’t need to do that.” Bard turns away from him to sit on the bed and slip off his boots, placing them under the bed along with his coat. He feels the bed behind him dip as Thranduil moves to do the same.

“Sleeping together and we haven’t even had a first date, how scandalous.” Thranduil teased, though he still had his back to Bard as he spoke. An older lady in the bed next to them let out a chuckle and it managed to put Bard at ease, he locked eyes with her, and she gave him a wink.

Standing up he threw the covers back on his side of the bed and climbed in, but he didn’t lie down, he didn’t want to really commit to sleep until Thranduil was also beside him and comfortable.

It didn’t make any difference if Thranduil slept before him or not and he couldn’t explain to himself mentally why he was waiting for the blond and yet he did.

Thranduil was having a whispered conversation with someone in the bed across from him, but the conversation ended when Bard put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed gently to get his attention.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to keep you waiting, you cannot sleep without me already, hmm?” Another tease from him and even in the limited light Bard could see his triumphant smile.

When they both settled in bed, Bard was surprised to notice that Thranduil had not plastered himself against him but did welcome the space. Still, he wanted to speak to Thranduil before they tried to get some sleep.

Rolling onto his side he came face to face with him and he sighed before actively readying himself for what he was about to ask.

“Thran, can I call you Thran?” Stalling but when Thranduil nodded he continued, as his eyes adjusted to the dark he could see he held the other’s rapt attention. “How long have you been single?” He tried to whisper the question as quietly as he could and he knew Thranduil had heard it because he stiffened before rolling onto his back remaining silent for some time.

Eventually, he rolled back onto his side, his hand sliding over the space between them reaching for Bard’s hand.

“I know you’re worried about my intense interest in you, I understand it. You are right to be cautious, we know virtually nothing about one another.” His voice sounded so inviting even in a whisper, but his voice was so deep Bard had to move in closer just to hear him properly.

“This is a unique situation, I don’t think I’ve ever been snowed in in an IKEA before and I doubt I will again for the rest of my life, but this is advantageous a blessing in disguise. Would we have met if not for the snowstorm?”

We wouldn’t have met if Bain hadn’t decided to People’s Elbow the damn coffee table. But Bard didn’t say that Thranduil didn’t need to know that ancient re-runs of WWE were the cause of their meeting.

“The moment I realised I was interested in you I knew I couldn’t let you slip away. I was already so annoyed when I thought you’d already left. When you showed up at my side at the empty checkout I was beside myself. I wanted to make the time count, I made sure that we had a chance to talk again and when you so easily went along with it… I knew I had to trust my attraction to lead the way.” How earnest he was in admitting all of this, knowing how strange it was to feel as he did with so little provocation.

They both understood there needed to be far more put into whatever it was they were doing, this wasn’t going to be a fated lovers thing, even if that was how it felt right at that moment. In the morning they would part ways and it was up to them to work out how to deal with their strange evening and how far they were willing to go to make things work.

Even if Bard felt somewhat like a defeatist in thinking it would die out as soon as they stepped out of the store, he was willing to try. He was willing if Thranduil was, and it was apparent to him that Thranduil would put the effort in.

At least, he hoped he would. This gave Bard pause because he was just as eager to continue seeing Thranduil in any capacity. Would he regret it if he never spoke to him again?

This time he did not allow his brain to offer up an answer.

“Let’s talk about this in the morning, I don’t think I can keep whispering like this.” Bard gave Thranduil’s hand a squeeze and he smiled when it was returned.

Nothing else was said between them and it wasn’t long before Bard could hear Thranduil’s breathing slow signalling the man was already asleep.

In the morning, Bard woke with a start trying to work out where he was and who was lying in the bed next to him. The memories of the day before came flooding back and he covered his face with both hands sighing heavily.

Yesterday had been a lot.

Today would be more so.

It was then he realised the lights were now on. Power had been restored and people were getting out of their beds cheerily chattering away pulling on shoes and scouting the area for staff.

It wasn’t until they were alone that Thranduil opened his eyes, his hair was tousled from sleep, and when he mumbled a ‘good morning’ it was so deep it came out more like a rumble of thunder leaving Bard to scramble mentally to gather up his senses once again to return the greeting.

“You’re the last one up, sleepyhead.” Bard joked as he grabbed the blanket and threw back exposing Thranduil to the cold. In response to such callous behaviour, Thranduil groaned like he’d been stabbed before grabbing Bard by the front of his t-shirt pulling him down on top of him and pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“I consider this repayment for such hideous behaviour after I kept you warm all night.”

“Excuse you, but I was the one that kept you warm all night, not the other way around.” In a bid to keep himself from short circuiting, he had to volley right off Thranduil’s words because if he allowed himself to think of the kiss for a mere second he would probably explode.

I cannot believe I was about to lose my mind over a peck on the cheek. Get yourself together, Bard, mate.

“Let’s not start discourse of who kept who warm, instead let’s get coffee and breakfast and get the fuck out of this place. I’ve had no phone service all this time and I am sure someone is going to report me missing if I do not get in touch with the outside world.

My company are going to assume I’ve died.” Business like but he was smiling, thoroughly pleased with himself for the cheek kiss, probably.

They were not released from the yellow and blue prison until lunchtime and by that time Bard was willing to dig the place out himself. He wanted a shower, clean clothes and his own comfortable sofa and TV.

The time to decompress was a necessity, he needed time to overthink every single interaction he’d had with Thranduil, from the moment they met to the very moment he handed over his contact number before rushing off to his own car while on a conference call with his children and vice president of his company all who sounded as though they were wailing into his ear with relief.

With his replacement table securely in the back seat, and after having the car running with the heat blasting for 15 minutes, Bard made his own way home.

His house was blessedly empty, upon his return home. It was the first time in years he was pleased to have only the sound of silence in every corner. In a matter of minutes, Bard had the thermostat cranked up, his coat off and boots kicked into the hallway.

He had an important meeting with the sofa he couldn’t miss and probably a fair few calls to make to confirm he was not dead, he was ok and ‘You wouldn’t believe what happened last night’.

As he unlocked his phone, the first message to come through was an unsaved number, opening it up he realised who it was from almost immediately.

I wanted so badly to kiss you properly this morning, but we have time for that. See you at Christmas. T x

#Bard the Bowman #Thranduil #The Hobbit #Prompt #Writing

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The Wallflower part 2

So this is part 2 of The Wallflower,been writing and rewriting for weeks. I wasn't sure which way I wanted this to go. Still not sure I like it, but I hope you guys do

Also... I'm sorry if I'm making absolutely no sense when I mention the dom/sub aspect. I'm not that well educated in it but I hope I'm not offending anyone with that short part ❤️

🛑 Warnings 🛑 Sexual activities, strong language, some violent behaviour, mention of SA and r**e

“Is there a reason your fucking guard dog ALWAYS seem to be answering the phone when I call?” fuck... I shouldn't have answered. I know better by now! It's been about a month of Eddie answering every call and Laura hanging up on him.

“Well...what can I say. He's faster than me” I sigh

“Bet you tell him to answer, you don't want to talk to your own sister?”

“Not really, no”

“So? Are you coming home any time soon? Or do mum and I have to go to fucking Nowhere, Indiana if we wanna see you from now on? That is if I'm ALLOWED of course” she's so bitter, and it makes me feel soooo good

“Why wouldn't you be allowed to travel to Indiana?” I love playing stupid with her

“For fucks sake, you know what I mean! Well I guess having a guard dog is pretty easy when you have money” she snickers

“Laura, careful” I say “I don't have the best patience when it comes to you any more”

“You think I care if you try to insult me? Sweet sister, I am the mean one here. I bet this Eddie is just someone you're too NICE to throw out so he's there spending your money. Well...don't come back here crying when he leaves you”

“Never have truer words been spoken Laura” I say

“I KNEW IT! I'm right, he's not your boyfriend just some loser you paid to tell me that”

“I meant that you're the mean one” I smile “what's really the problem Laura? Are you lonely? Is that what's triggering this excessive calling? Used to be every other week you'd call to insult me. Now it's every other day... Jealous much?”

She lets out a scoff “Why would I be jealous of YOU?”

“Well, I'm happy now. And I've made good friends which then makes that question unnecessary for you to ask. I haven't heard you brag about your friends in a while, or any of the myriads of men you date...” I knew this would hit the spot

“I don't have to tell you EVERYTHING about my life” strangely her voice isn't as confident any more

“Well, you've been telling me everything for years now...to make ME jealous so I mean...what's changed?”

I hear keys in the door and Eddie comes in. He looks at me, looks at the phone and raises an eyebrow like a question. I nod at him and roll my eyes.

“You ok?” he mouths at me and I nod and he smiles and goes to the bed room to change out of his work clothes

“So now you're not even listening to me?” Lauras voice breaks through my admiration of the guy that's undressing in my bed room.

“Whaaaat?” I sigh

“I said that nothing's changed... I just don't feel you need to know about my personal life” her voice is getting less and less confident by the minute

“Strange, you've never been that considerate in your life. Look I don't have time for you now, Eddie just got back from work so we're having dinner”

“Of course, the hired help got there. Well I beat him today so you can just send him home. Well ARE you coming home at all?”

“I was planning on taking Eddie with me to Seattle for mum's birthday. I can close the store for a couple of days then so it might be good timing” I sigh, she really doesn't need this information, I wasn't going to bring him until Christmas but then I thought that if I could get the awful meet and greet done with earlier than that it might not ruin my favourite holiday.

“Riiiight, and then when mum's birthday arrives he 'has to work' or someone in his 'family is sick' or something right?” her snappish tone is back

“Whatever Laura, have a good day. I'm sure you can discuss this further with Eddie next time you call” I hang up before she starts up again

I pinch the bridge of my nose and inhale sharply.

“What's to be discussed with me next time?” I hear from the door to the bed room. I turn and I let out a moan. Eddie's standing there, naked and glorious.

“Oh, just how you're my hired man. You don't love me you're just annoying her for the money. You know...the obvious” I say and I lock eyes with him as I slowly start walking towards him unbuttoning my dress as I do

“Oh, yeah that! Damn she caught me” he smiles not letting me go with his stare “I mean I have noooo interest in you other than the pay check” he mumbles as he starts to stroke his hardening cock “no interest what so ever”

“No I can tell, totally uninterested” I say as I unclasp my bra and throw it behind me. I step out of my panties just before I reach him “I mean if it wasn't for the obvious lack of interest I might fuck you some time, but as it is...I mean why bother. Right?” I smirk

“Don't you fucking DARE put those clothes back on!” he grabs me and presses me up against the bedroom wall, pinning my arms up over my head with one hand. The free hand quickly moving down between my legs, fingers sliding in to my folds with ease. “Do you get wet just looking at me sweetheart? You're soaking” he purrs at me as I moan at his touch

“Have you seen you? Of course I get wet just seeing you” I pant and I move my hips so I can meet his hands movements.

He tuts at me “Nah pet. I'll be doing the touching here. You just be a good girl and take it” he smiles at me

“Yes, master” I whisper and it has the same effect now that it had the first night I tried calling him that. I'd been reading a particularly spicy novel before he came here that night, the girl in the book called her man 'Sir' but I didn't think that suited Eddie. Then I thought of his roll as dungeon master in Hellfire. So that night when we were making out he asked me to take off my panties for him. I answered him 'Yes...master' and he fucking lost it. He makes me so comfortable in my own skin, which just a few months ago would have been something I'd never ever think would be possible for me.

“You're gonna kill me sweetheart, making me so fucking horny calling me master like that” Eddie growls in my ear as he pushes his fingers in to me with a squelching sound. My knees wobble a bit and he chuckles softly “what's got you weak in the knees honey? Could it be this?” he smiles and lets one more finger slide in to me and I buckle under his touch. Eddie quickly catches me before I slide down the wall completely, swooping me up in to his arms and carrying me to the bed. “Wanna spread those amazing thighs for me sweetheart?” his grin is so sexy is takes my breath away. I do as I'm told, spreading my legs as wide as my body lets me, making Eddie smile even wider “there it is...fuck I love watching you do that babe” he murmurs at me slowly creeping up the bed towards me eyes locked on my pussy.

He sits down on his knees between my legs letting his hands play over my breasts and down my tummy. “So fucking soft and warm, God I love your body” he's in his own world now and I love him for it. His hands reach the inside of my thighs and Eddie grabs a handful of the soft flesh in his hands, growling deep down in his chest as he does. Then he finally leans in and lets his tongue slide up my slit from asshole to clit in one go making me yelp from the sudden impact. He begins sucking and running his tongue in circles over my clit while letting one hands fingers slide in to me again reaching that soft spongy part inside that makes me melt like snow in his hands. I squirm, I writhe and I moan like I'm possessed from his touch, it never fails. He knows my body like it's been his for years and years. The orgasm hits like a freight train and I'm pretty sure I sound like some kind of banshee. Before I can even come down from my high I feel Eddie pushing him self in to me, one thrust and he's in to the hilt. He pauses for a second, eyes closed and a smile on his lips “fuck yeah babe, this is it... God I've been longing for this all day” he grabs my hips and starts moving, slow and deep at first. He feels so good, filling me up like he's made for my body and my body alone. His thrusts get faster and he's making the sexiest sounds imaginable as he fucks me. His hand moves in and he begins working my clit again with skilled fingers, knowing exactly what's gonna make me fall apart again. “There you go babe, scream my name... I wanna feel you cum all over me...” he's fucking me so good and I can feel that knot in my stomach growing larger as he pushes me closer and closer to the edge of sanity. “That's my good girl, fucking me like no other... cum for me...” he growls and I let go

“EDDIEEEEE FUUUUCK!!!” I scream as he sends me over the edge one more time following close behind. I feel him pulsate in me and hear him let out the most delicious groans as he fills me up. Then he slumps down on the side of me pulling me in real close kissing me deeply

“God dammit woman! I love you” Eddie's panting and smiling at me

“Love you to....master” I say winking at him

“Well aren't I lucky” he mumbles in to my lips as he keeps kissing me “I have found the best girl out there”

We lay there for a bit cuddling. Eddie gets up on his elbow and looks down at me

“So...how bad was she today?”

“Laura?” he nods “nah not too bad actually. She just went on about how you were someone I hired to act like my boyfriend. She keeps referring to you as either 'the guard dog' or 'the hired help'...she's so jealous it's killing her. Mean as it might make me sound I LOVE it” I say and I blush a little

“Sweetheart, with all the shit you've told me I can't blame you” Eddie chuckles and pulls me in closer hugging me tight “as awesome as this is... I'm kinda hungry” he says

“What? You always eat when you get home from work, did something distract you today?” I smile in to the pillow

“Did something...?” Eddie laughs “Hell yeah, I'd say something distracted me. The sexiest god damn book store employee there ever was made me go all feral because she's so fucking hot” he tickles me making me scream with laughter

“LET ME GO EDDIE MUNSON!” I scream as he pins me to the bed tickling me all over “Or there will be no more sexy book store employee for you” he lets go with a pout

“Awww...mean” he says with a wink

We get out of bed and I start dinner as Eddie takes a shower and changes in to more comfortable clothes. He's basically living here now, almost all of his things have found their way to my drawers and closet. Nothing we've discussed it just kind of happened slowly over time. I've noticed and I'm thrilled. I want to talk to Eddie about it but I don't quite know how to start up a conversation like that. Some things still make me nervous, talking about relationship things is one of them. I always have this little voice in the back of my head saying I've gotten ahead of myself, that I've misread the situation, that I've misunderstood Eddie...things like that. Then we have what ever talk we need to have and everything is fine, just...my fucking mind.

We eat dinner, Eddie praising my cooking as always.

“Hey, I wanted to ask you something” I look down at my hands trying to swallow that lump of uncertainty forming in the back of my throat

“Yeah?” Eddie beams at me like he always does making me feel safe and loved...but still the lump is there

“So... I mean... It's been 3 months, I know it's probably too soon to even mention this but... If you'd like...this is a big apartment” my voice no more than a whisper at the end

“Sweetheart... Are you trying to ask me if I wanna move in with you?” Eddie smiles and takes my hand

“Well...” deep breath “yeah” still can't look at him

“Babe, look at me” he says and I do, his smile is wide and reassuring “I would love to, been thinking about it myself. Can't even remember when I slept in my own bed last. Not even sure I want to sleep there again, it would be too empty without your soft body to keep me company” he says and I let out a big relaxing sigh “Did this really make you nervous? Asking me if I wanna move on with you?” he asks me surprised and I nod in response “But why?”

“I...don't know. Maybe it's the fact that all I've ever known about relationships is what I've seen my mum and Laura go through. They were always in such a hurry with everything and nothing ever lasted... I guess I was afraid I was moving too fast for you and that you'd get cold feet” I admit looking down at my hands again. I see Eddies big hands enclose mine in a warm embrace

“Kat, c'mon... I'm not easily scared, you know that. Besides I love you too much, you're not able to get rid of me. So don't worry about that. I mean... I've basically been living here since that first week haven't I” he chuckles “I went to the trailer the other day, realized all my stuff is here. So it's not like I live there any more. Only thing I need to get is my guitar and some other small things, all my clothes are here. So it's not really you who need to ask me if I wanna move in. It should really be me asking if you're ok with me already having moved in”

I look at him then I get up from my seat and I walk up to him sitting down on his lap and pressing my lips to his.

“I love you freak, and I'm so happy you've moved in” I say as we part “another thing I was meaning to talk to you about is my mum's birthday. It's in 2 weeks, are you able to get some time off work and come with me? I kinda let it slip to Laura I was thinking of bringing you, so if I don't she'll have all the ammo she'll need to ruin the whole weekend” I look at him

“I think that's doable, wouldn't wanna leave my best girl in the claws of the devil all on her own. Hey, what if we make it a road trip? Maybe Robin and Casey wanna come along, I remember them talking about visiting Casey's family. And what the hell we'll bring Harrington as well, he could do with a change of scenery” Eddie smiles at me hugging me tight

“Sound like a good idea, I'll call Casey and see if that'll work for them. Should we be keeping Steve or do we send him along with them?” I giggle

“Let's keep him with us, maybe that's what your sister needs? A good guy with a big cock and a fat wallet” Eddie laughs

“Jeeesus Eddie, I didn't need to know that about Steve” I laugh “maybe that's what SHE needs but I hardly think Steve needs a narcissist with a spending problem and a foul temper” I say on a more serious note

“He'll be fine, he's not as meek as he seems” Eddie kisses me “thanks for dinner by the way it was lovely as always” he says “wanna come with me to get the last of my things then?”

“Sure, I just need to clean this first” I say and I get up

“WE need to, c'mon do you think I'm expecting you to do everything around here?” he gets up and collects the dishes from the table as I take the leftovers in to the kitchen.

When we're done cleaning up after dinner we head off to the trailer park to gather the last of Eddie's stuff. There isn't much left as he said. His guitar, some photos and a few books. He stands in the door to the trailer and I can see his eyes filling with tears, it's been home for quite some time after all. I go up and I wrap my arms around him

“You're sure about this? I wouldn't want you to leave if you're not 100% sure you wanna live with me” I say

“I'm a 1000% sure babe, just...this place holds memories...not that many good ones but still. Hey can we invite Wayne some time? I want him to see I did make it out of here at last” his voice breaks at the end and my heart fills with love for this sensitive dork of mine

“What kind of a question is that? Of course you can invite your uncle to your home. Just 'cause I wouldn't want my family within a 100 miles from Hawkins doesn't mean you can't have your family come over any time you want. It is YOUR home to now” I tell him and he smiles at me and gives me a long hug

“OUR home...wow...that's insane. Hey...I'ma be livin' with a giiiirl” he chuckles “think about all them cooties”

“Dork” I say and I laugh at him as I pick up the bag of photos and carry them to the car. On the way home we stop at Family Video. We head inside only to once again be met by Steve sighing behind the front desk and Robin loudly arguing in the stacks. “WHY CAN'T YOU JUST GET IT IN YOUR THICK SKULL THAT TOM CRUISE SUUUUCKS”

“Hey Buckley....Gareth” Eddie calls in towards where the sounds are coming from

“Hey Freak...can you come get this...I think it belongs to you” we hear Robin call back and Eddie chuckles and heads towards them, not sure who he's really saving

“Hey Steve” I smile at him, can't for the life of me stop my eyes from glancing down his body quickly without him noticing

“Hey Kat, what's up” he smiles back at me

“Not much, been to pick up the last of Eddies stuff from the trailer”

“So he's officially moved in now? Like 3 moths after he ACTUALLY moved in” Steve laughs

“Something like that” I laugh with him “hey... I wanted to ask you if you might wanna join me and Eddie in Seattle in like 2 weeks. Mum's birthday is coming up and Casey and Robin are coming with us for a road trip. We just wouldn't wanna leave you behind”

“Cool, yeah I think that'll work. But you sure you want me to tag along? I'm not going to be in the way?” he asks

“No, of course not. I was thinking at first that you maybe wanted to go with Robin but I know that Casey's family hasn't got that much room. Mum does and she's been saying she'd wanna meet my my friends. We've been getting along better now...there is of course the matter of the devil incarnate thou...”

“Your sister? Yeah I think I can take her” he smiles

“Eddie said something like that” I suddenly blush

“What the hell, why are you blushin all of a sudden? What has he said to you?” Steve is looking very amused

“Oh....just...”

“I told her that her sister might need a nice guy with a big cock and a fat wallet” Eddie comes up to us laughing

“C'mon Munson...don't embarrass your girl like that” Steve scoffs at him but there's a hint of a smile on his lips

“I wasn't lying so...” Eddie kisses me on the forehead “sorry babe” he mumbles and smiles at me

“S'ok...just...can't help but look now” I whisper at him and he roars with laughter. Steve probably has an idea what that was about and he blushes and shakes his head at us

“Morons...the both of you. But I'll come with...what am I to do if you all lave anyway...might as well deal with the devil” he smirks “and for the record... I can get a hotel room. No need to house me, my cock and my fat wallet” he laughs

I sigh and shake my head “whatever you like Steve. But I'll tell mum you'll be coming with us so she's prepared for one extra guest at the table” I say

The 2 weeks before we leave are quiet. The store is slow, not a lot of customers right now. Mum was thrilled I'd be bringing my friends. She even insisted that I invite Casey and Robin over for lunch. Something that's never happened during the 17 years I've been friends with Casey. This guy she's with must be a real gem, making her act this civil towards me. Laura is still a story all on her own, she still calls almost every day. I still let Eddie answer and she goes off on him telling him he's a loser, a hired help, a fucking thief for stealing my money from me etc. It's going to be so much fun setting him lose on her in a couple of days. She still thinks I'm coming alone, she has absolutely no trust in Eddie actually showing up.

The trip is awesome, we take a couple of days off all of us so we can take our time driving. We leave Wednesday and we reach Seattle on Thursday late in the evening. I take the last part of the drive seeing as I know my way around. We drop off Casey and Robin at Caseys parents house and then we drive the five minutes to mum's house. It's weird seeing it, I feel like I just left a couple of days ago at the same time as I feel like it's been years. I dread going in but Eddie gives me a reassuring hug and Steve a big smile.

“Lets go grab these bulls by their balls now babe!” Eddie says and takes my hand. We go up to the door and I knock. We hear footsteps and a very handsome and kind looking man opens the door.

“Hello, you must be Katherine! I'm Henry it is so nice to finally meet you. Ruth has told me all about you” He smiles a warm smile at us and steps to the side so we can enter

“Hello Henry, I wish I could say mum has been telling me all about you to but I guess we've mostly been talking about me. I have heard your name and some stuff about you though” I say feeling I need to be honest

“Well, I'm not much to brag about” he chuckles “Welcome you 2 as well, where are my manners” he says looking over at Eddie and Steve

“Hey man, I'm Eddie. Kat's boyfriend this is our good friend Steve” Eddie shakes hands with Henry

“Eddie and Steve, yes I have heard about you to” Henry smiles at them and I hear my mum coming from the kitchen

“Are they here?” she enters the hallway wiping her hands on... A APRON?

“Since when do you wear aprons?” I can't stop myself

“Well hello to you too honey...” she hugs me and looks me up and down “you look good sweetie. And I wear aprons when I cook” she smiles

“Cook? You know how to cook?” I'm confused...are we in the right house

“I'll tell you all about it. Now aren't you going to introduce me?” she glances at the boys

“Sorry...of course. Mum this is Eddie, my boyfriend and this is our friend Steve. Guys this is my mum Ruth” I say dreading her reaction

“Eddie, so good to finally meet you” she smiles so widely I'm beginning to suspect I AM in the wrong house. She even gives him a hug... what the hell is happening here? Then she turns to Steve “and Steve, I have heard lovely things about you. It is nice to finally meet you as well” she gives him a hug to and I feel like I need to sit down

“Is she here?” I ask

“Who? Oh Laura...but she's on her way I suppose” mum looks nervous

“Well...ok. I need the restroom, I'll be right back” I say

“Me and Steve will get the things from the car” Eddie smiles at me

“You do that, thanks” I say and I head to the downstairs toilet. I splash my face with cold water and I look in the mirror. There is something so wrong here...who IS that woman? Could it all be Henry's doing? Then that man is my new hero... I like this version of my mum, she's never before told me I look good. Making me suspicious though. I go back in to the hallway, I hear mum and Henry in the kitchen laughing. Weird sound in this house... But where are the guys? It shouldn't take them this long to get a couple of bags? I look out the window and my blood freezes. They're standing by the car having a smoke and well...she's arrived... I open the door and I head outside

“Laura” I say and she spins around with a great big smile. I sneak a peek at Eddie who's got this mischievous smile on his lips and Steve has the same look. What are they up to?

“Kaaaat... You came” my sisters voice is so fake it hurts my ears

“Yeah? I mean I did tell you I was coming so”

“Well... I see I was right” she has a very smug look on her face

“You were right? About what?” Eddie and Steve are giggling quietly and suddenly I get it. She hasn't figured out who they are. They haven't told her

“Well, we can talk all about THAT when we get inside. I was just talking to these goooooorgeous guys here” she gives them a dazzling smile

“Oh...” I fight the urge to laugh out loud at her.

“Where's your car by the way? Don't tell me the hired help has wrecked it and you're stuck with THIS?” she points at the car we borrowed from Eddies boss so we'd all fit and we wouldn't have to take 2 cars. I look over at her as I take the bags out of the trunk and then I throw the keys at Steve.

“I did no such thing... Hello Lucifer...” Eddie smirks at Laura

“Yeah...that's Eddie...and this is Steve our friend” I say and we all laugh at the look on Lauras face as we take our things and head back inside “Are you coming in or are you just going to stand there all night?” I ask as I'm about to close the door. Laura isn't making a single sound, she just walks up to the house and past me as quick as she can. She's not even looking at Eddie or Steve she just rushes in to the kitchen

“Oh that was...priceless. She was flirting SOOO heavily with us the second she turned the corner and saw us” Eddie laughs

“I've never seen her that speechless” I say “I kinda like it” I snicker “I'm going to take the bags upstairs, you go join the others in the kitchen” I kiss Eddie and I take the bags

“You need help?” he asks and Steve nods

“Nah, I'm a big girl I can handle them” I smile and I head up the stairs to my old room. I open the door and I'm instantly back to feeling as small and insignificant as I did the last time I was in here. God I hated this place... I put our bag down on the bed then I head to the guest room to leave Steves things in there. I finally convinced him it wasn't a problem having him in the house, he needn't get a hotel room for 2 nights. I hear footsteps behind me as I'm putting his bag on the bed

“Seriously?” Laura is fuming...now I recognise her

“Seriously WHAT Laura?” I sigh with my back still turned at her

“That's who you're paying to act your boyfriend? You couldn't have... I don't know stuck to YOUR league? You really think anyone one of us believes that perfect specimen of a man is for REAL your boyfriend? C'mon Kat... And Steve? How many hot men are you paying to try and convince me you have a life?” she scoffs at me “You might be able to fool mum and Henry, but I know you Kat. You are not the girl to bag a guy like that. Why the hell would they be friends with YOU? The most boring and insipid person known to man? What are you going to do to yourself when the money runs out and they leave you? Huh? Gonna come back here and hide at mums and become the wallflower again? Jesus fucking Christ Kat, you should have left them at home, I'm not falling for that” she's so angry and I feel like crawling in to the walls, how is it she can make me feel this small. I haven't got any answers for her, I know her and now she's going strong. She won't listen to anything I say, she's made up her mind. They're hired help both of them. I'm standing there head bent trying to find words when the door is flung open and all I see is a shadow as Laura shrieks and then I hear Eddie's low growling voice. I look up and I see him holding her by her throat a few inches of the ground pinned to the wall

“If I hear ONE more thing coming out of your mouth that belittles Kat I will fucking END you! Why the FUCK are you here if you can't act like a human being? Huh...you fucking bitch” Eddie is furious

“Eddie...let her go she's not worth it” I say quietly

“Do...you...understand...me?” his voice is no more than a deep vibrating note. I see Steve coming in, he looks over at them. He goes over and he puts his hand on Eddies shoulder

“Hey man, not worth it. Kat's been telling us what she's like, what did you expect? This one can't act civil so just ignore her. Saw it the second she stopped outside, she's nothing but a brat. I wouldn't waste my time even trying to tame this one, ugly insides make awful outsides” I'm shaking to the core, Laura is going to be 100 times worse from this

Eddie's eyes are black as he slowly lowers Laura to the ground.

“One more word... Just one...” he growls. Then he turns to me “you ok babe?” he wraps me in his arms and kisses my head “sorry if I scared you, I noticed she disappeared from the kitchen when we came in there. I was worried” he looks down at me and his eyes are back to the delicious brown color they usually are. I glance at Laura who's standing by the wall holding her neck staring at us. She looks over at Steve who shoots her a disapproving look and sighs. Then I can see she takes a deep breath. Fuck no...

“WHAT THE HELL! This is fucking unreal, you pay people to abuse me now?” her voice is high pitched but with a hint of nerves

I feel Eddie tensing up and gritting his teeth. He lets go of me and spins around. I grab him

“No Ed, please. Leave her... It's 2 days then we never have to see her again. Just... I agree with Steve this devil can't be tamed. She's never going to be anything but a bitch to me. You can kick her ass from here in to next month and she still won't believe I'm not paying you. Let her think so, I don't care” I'm staring back at her “let's just have a good time with mum and Henry and this one can sit in her corner sulking”

“THIS ONE? So your sister is worth less than some asshole you pay to...” *SMACK* I strike the side of her face with every bit of frustration I have in me

“I have no sister” I growl and then I leave the room, hearing Eddie and Steve gasping then Eddie comes running to catch up with me

“Jesus babe, that was one hell of a slap... I'm so proud” Eddie chuckles and grabs my hand stopping me from stomping down the stairs. He pulls me in and gives me a deep kiss “are you ok though?” he says as he lets me go

“That was...cathartic” I say “never thought slapping my sister would make me feel alive” I look back at the door to the guest room “Where's Steve?”

“I don't think he wants to leave his stuff alone with...that. He'll be right down once she leaves the room” Eddie says and we head down the stairs again. I see mum at the bottom looking worried

“What...did she do?” she says

“She was being Laura” I tell her

“Oh...”

“Well... I guess she'll come crying about it later. I smacked the shit out of her and told her I haven't got a sister any more” I say “after Eddie pinned her to the wall and told her he'd end her if she said another word....which she of course did. She'll be fine once her fragile ego has healed so I give it 10 minutes” I scoff

“You...hit your...her?” mum sounds surprised

“Well... 'bout time someone did wouldn't you say?” we hear Henrys voice from the door to the kitchen. I think I love this man!

“Well...yeah” now I need to sit down, mum agreed...

“What the hell has happened to you?” I say unable to stop myself

“Well... I've tried to change. I was” she clears her throat “court ordered to therapy after I threw a fit in the grocery store.” she blushes

“You what now?” I say and Eddie is slowly trying to give us space “No Eddie, stay” I say and I take his hand

“Yeah, not my proudest moment... But I met Henry, so it wasn't a complete waste. I...haven't been talking to her for almost 2 months now. My therapist made me see just how venomous she is...and that she's been turning me against you” I see tears in my mums eyes, I don't think I've ever seen her show emotion like this. I am not entirely sure I trust this...

“Well...yeah” is all I have to say to her “the two of you have made my life horrible”

We hear stomping from upstairs and the sound of a door slamming shut.

“Well I guess we can count her out of dinner then” Henry smirks

“Not a fan?” Eddie asks

“Not even a little...” Henry scoffs

Steve comes down the stairs and he whispers something in Eddies ear, his eyebrows shoot up. “You sure?” he asks Steve and he nods in response

“What?” I say

“I'll tell you later” Steve says “well Ruth, sorry about that. Can I help you in any way?” he turns on the Harrington charm and my mother is lost

“Oh...well...thank you Steve. You can open the wine if you don't mind?” she blushes and giggles at him

“Passed over by a 20 something guy...I'll be damned” Henry chuckles

“Oh hush now...” mum smiles at him. We head in to the living room and sit down making conversation with Henry. He really is a very nice man. So far from any guy my mum's dated before.

“So... Were you also in therapy when you met mum?” I have to ask

“Well, no. I worked in her therapists office, at the front desk. I fell for her the instant she walked through the doors her very first appointment” he smiles widely

“Is that...ok?” Eddie asks with a tentative tone

“No, it was frowned upon when they found out. Since then I've switched workplace so that it won't cause a problem. I'd rather be with your mum than keep that job” he looks at me “I do love her Kat, and I hope you and I will get along. Seeing as I don't...with that” he makes a gesture towards the second floor. I laugh

“Well, very few get along with that so don't worry. I think you and I will be just fine, you seem like a real good guy” I smile at him

“Great! I'm actually from Indiana myself, so I would love to take your mum on a trip there. Maybe visit you also?” he says

“Sure, that sounds good. She needs to get away for a bit I think” I tell him and Eddie agrees. We hear movement from upstairs, a door opens. I can feel my whole body tense up, no more. Eddie puts his arm around me and pulls me closer whispering in my ear

“Babe, relax. I think the worst is over an done with” he looks at me with a smirk

“What do you know?” I ask and Henry looks at him with the same question in mind

“Not my thing to say” he tells us and then he says nothing more

Mum and Steve have finished in the kitchen and call for us to come in to the dining room. We head in there and we see a very grumpy Laura at the table already. Mum is looking at her nervously and Henry draws a deep breath beside me. My mind is racing, I don't want to do this...couldn't she just have stayed upstairs until dinner was over.

We start eating, the conversation isn't as natural any more. Seeing as we have the devil at the table...she's glaring at us all. Not saying a word just mean looks and small snorts at things we say. When we all grab seconds of the delicious meal mum made for us Laura can't restrain herself

“Really Kat? Like you would need seconds” my heart sinks and I put the fork down instantly. I can feel Eddie vibrating next to me and his breathing is strained. Then I notice Steve in the corner of my eye, holding his hand to his chest with one finger up. Patting his chest slowly with it looking straight at Laura. Her eyes widen, then she looks down.

“Ahem...sorry...that was mean of me” she says and I damn near pass out. So does mum and Henry. We all stare at her... what in the actual hell?

“Uhm...yeah...that's nothing new?” I say. She looks at me anger in her eyes, I can tell she NEEDS to say something but she's fighting the urge so hard. What did Steve say to her before he left her upstairs?

A deep sigh escapes her “Well...still it was rude of me. Eat as much as you like” she says through gritted teeth

I look at Eddie who has tears in his eyes from trying SO hard not to laugh at her. I make a questioning look and he shakes his head. “Later” he whispers

Dinner is pleasant enough, the atmosphere is weird after that, whatever that was. Everyone is just waiting for Lauras next meltdown. But when were all done and mum gets up to clean the table. I see Steve staring at Laura who blushes and gets up hastily “I can do it mum. You sit” she says and starts clearing the table

“You...can? Are you sick?” Mum and Henry are staring at her in disbelief and so am I. Laura is 21 years old and has NEVER ever help clear the table after a meal. Something is really weird here

Laura laughs a strained laugh “No...just thought I'd help” then she scurries off in to the kitchen

“So aliens DO exist?” Henry says with a chuckle “either that or she's hit her head real hard or she's in dire need of an exorcist. I mean is everyone seeing this or am I dreaming?”

“Maybe she just...realised how she's been behaving?” Steve says a little TOO innocent

“No hell no, this is somehow your doing Harrington. I don't know what you did or said but fuck it...keep doing it” I say and I glare at him “but just so you know...either you move here or you take her home with you. I am not taking her back the way she was before” I point my finger at him and mum nods in agreement

“Me? I've done nothing...” he says and not a single soul in the greater Seattle area believes him

“Yeah right, and I'm the god damn pope...” I say and Eddie breaks down next to me

“I've always wanted to know what the pope has under that robe of his” he laughs “guess I'll finally find out” I poke him in the side

“Idiot” I laugh

The rest of the night is ok, we're still all walking on eggshells around Laura just waiting for her to snap. We can see she wants to but she's keeping a very close eye on Steve all the time. Then it hits me... something Eddie and I were talking about after I called him master that first time. Dominance... Steve is being dominant with her...so my sister is a submissive person? Eddie had explained some things he knew of the practice to me, he said he learned some of it from a friend. I think I know the friend... But Laura...a sub? Makes absolutely no sense to me. But it's the only thing I can think of...

Later when were in bed I turn to Eddie

“So he's being a Dom with her isn't he?” I say

“You figured it out did you? I thought you might, seeing as we talked about it. But yeah, that's what he whispered to me 'this is a mean one but I think I can break her' is what he said. Say...has she EVER been nice to you? Like even if it's just been for a short while?” he asks and I have to think long and hard

“Yeah...when you mention it. There's been like...maybe twice she's been civil with us” I say

“Bet that's been when she's had some sort of a relationship?” Eddie's smiling now

“Yeah...maybe...yeah I think so” I say

“Right...probably when she's been with a guy who could give her what she wants. Domination... She's probably wanting it so bad but can't find it and that frustration is what's fuelling her anger. And that anger is then directed towards the more submissive one in her life...you. Only you're submissive in another way than her. Yours isn't a lifestyle it's what she's made you. Fuck...of course it took Steve to realize this. I would have never figured it out” he chuckles. It all makes sense, from what little Eddie told me about it. She needs someone to control her in every way or she'll just lash out. At me...because I'm easy to break.

“BITCH” I can't help it “so she's been having all these pent up needs and taking that out on me...from way back when she started dating guys basically...that's when she became real mean”

“Guess so...it's no excuse by any means. But maybe...just maybe Steve can make her a little bit better?” Eddie looks at me

“Oh I doubt that... That demon isn't tameable...” I say

“Give Harrington some time, you'll see” Eddie smiles and pulls me in to his chest “Well no matter what I still love you so much. AND I was fucking turned on when you bitch slapped the crap outta her” he giggles and kisses my neck “My babe is such a badass” he mumbles letting his tongue play on the soft skin under my ear. I gasp and grab his hair

“Yeah? Making you all hot and bothered when I show some force does it?” I moan as Eddies hands have found my breasts kneading them and pinching my nipples

“Oh yeah, you looked so fucking hot” his kisses have moved down my neck to my breasts kissing the nipples, tugging softly at one of them with his teeth. I grab him and I flip us over, making me straddled over his hips looking down at him. I start moving my hips against his hardening cock.

“Yeah? Too bad Steve's taming her then...” I smirk, rolling my hips against Eddies bare skin. His hands trail my hips and up towards my breasts again. I smack them away “Nope... No touching until I say so...keep em above your head” I say with a stern voice, Eddies eyes widen and turn pitch black as he exhales loudly and slowly raise his hands above his head.

“Good boy...keep em there no matter what” I say giving him a small wink. His eyes are locked on me. I sit back a little so he can see my pussy clearly. I'm already soaking wet and he can tell by the dark patch on my underwear. I stand up over him and I slowly start moving my body to an imaginary song in my head. I let my hands play all over my body until they reach my panties. I grab the lining with my thumbs and I ease them down slowly. I step out of them and I take a small step up towards Eddies face, I let my hands slide in between my thighs and I spread myself open for him. Letting my fingers run through the slick of my folds and circle my clit.

“Fuuuuuck babe... I wanna help, can I help please” he moans

“Nah...you can watch.... Any touching and I stop and we sleep” I say locking eyes with him, Eddie sighs and nods. I back up a little and I kneel down again, sitting myself down on his cock that's twitching like mad underneath his boxers. I rub myself over him, kneading my breasts while I do. Eddies eyes are nearly popping out of his skull. I stop and I look at him “Now I'm going to rub myself all over this delicious cock until I gush all over it...as for you...you can't cum until I say so” I wink and Eddie whimpers in response. I pull down his boxers, his cock slaps up against his stomach. I sit myself down on his cock letting it slide in between my folds. I rub all down the length of it, moaning as the head rubs over my clit. At first I go slow, making sure to lean back so Eddie gets a clear view of it. His eyes are black and he looks almost crazy squirming beneath me. Once he moved his arms down towards me but I stopped and I shot him a meaning smile and glanced up at his arms. He quickly pulled them up again and secured them under his head.

“Sorry babe, didn't mean to” he groans “you just look so amazing, and you feel soooo good”

“Mmmm...nothing compared to how you feel rubbing against my wet pussy. Gonna make myself cum soon rubbing my clit on your cock” I pant as I pick up the pace of my hip movements. I can feel it in my stomach, I'm about to come undone all over Eddie I'm rubbing myself faster and faster against his hard cock making him cry out in desperation

“Fuuuuck...can I please put it in, god I wanna feel you cum around me...please babe” he's whining now.

“No....gonna cum and then I'm gonna smear my juices all over your shaft...then maybe you can fuck me” I moan locking eyes with him as I feel myself growing closer and closer to orgasm. Eddies hands are tangled in his hair, grabbing handfuls of locks just holding on for dear life so he won't accidentally touch me and ruin this. I smile at him and I grab my breasts and I start playing with them as I feel the tension rising and suddenly I snap and I cry out his name as my pussy gushes with more wetness all over Eddies cock “Fuuuuuck Ed...God that felt amazing” I pant and I can tell he's going crazy underneath me waiting for the all clear to touch me. I lean forward so my breasts land on his chest and my pussy hovers just above his cock. The head is just at the entrance, one move and he'll slide right in. He's shivering under me, moaning and breathing deep. “Wanna fuck me handsome? You were such a good boy for me, come on, do what you want to me” I whisper and in one instant Eddie's arms are wrapped around me, his lips pressed against mine and his cock shoved deep inside me. The sound he makes is pure need, a guttural deep growl. He sits me up on his lap and then tips me on my back, not letting go or sliding out for a second. Then he begins fucking me with a desperation I've never felt before

“Fucking hell that was the hottest thing ever...God I thought I was going to explode... I love you so fucking much” he's groaning in my ear as he plunges in me with deep thrusts “please babe, cum on me again, I wanna feel that squeeze” he moans in my ear before he slides his hand down and start working my clit with his fingers. “I'm so close now...fuck babe....such an amazing pussy” the knot in my stomach is growing and I can feel another orgasm coming in fast, the way he sounds and the way his cock slides against the perfect spot inside of me. It hits like a ton of bricks again and I once more cry out Eddies name and I hear him moaning my name as he follows me close filling me up with his warm seed. We're lying there panting, Eddie slumped down on my chest.

“Fuck I love you Kat” he whispers

“Yeah? Well not as much as I love you” I whisper back and I place a kiss on the side of his neck making him shiver. He rolls of to the side and gets out of the bed and goes to the bathroom and gets a warm towel to clean us off with. Then he crawls back beside me and wraps me in his arms

“Well, if Harrington could do that to your sister she might become tolerable” he chuckles and I shake my head

“Eww Ed, I DO NOT want to think about Steve fucking my sister...however pleasant it would make her” I giggle. We joke around about this for a little while and then we settle in and fall asleep.

The next morning as I head down to the kitchen I'm met by my sister, alone... I flinch. What's going to happen now... I have no one with me. I glance at her

“Good morning Kat... Coffee?” she says and I nearly drop dead

“Ehm...sure. Thanks...” I'm thinking there has to be a catch. She hands me a cup and sits down at the table flipping through the newspaper. I stare at her, sipping on the coffee...well it doesn't taste poisoned... I sit down on the edge of the seat ready to bolt any second. But she just continues reading the paper and drinking her coffee. I relax a little and I look put the window for a bit. I kinda missed the view from mums kitchen, that being pretty much the only thing I've missed about this place

“So... Last night” Lauras voice cuts the silence and I jerk “I was...out of line”

“Aren't you always?” she may be civil but I haven't gotten there yet myself

“Perhaps... I don't hate you, you are my sister after all. I do understand if you hate me...I'm not stupid, I've given you no reason to like me. Steve...ehmmm...well we had a conversation last night after I yelled at you in the guest room. He.... I....”

“You're a submissive person aren't you, and he's a dominant? He's pretty much what you've been looking for? What you need to feel at ease?” I ask and I look at her with interest, how will this be accepted. Me knowing

“Oh...you know... I didn't think you...understood such things” she says, straightening herself a little and I can hear she's doing her best not to snap

“Well... We talked about the practice a few weeks ago me and Ed, just last night I got it...what happened between you and Steve. So I asked Eddie if I was right in my suspicions”

“Well aren't you all well informed these days” she snarls, there she is...

“I wouldn't say well informed...just... me and Eddie have a very open discussion about sex. I can ask him anything and he'll answer to the best of his abilities” I say wanting to be honest with her

“So you got yourself a manwhore that's been around I see... Well as long as he's not on the payroll I guess I can be supportive” she snaps

“Now now” I tut at her “what would Steve say about this change in attitude?”

“Don't fucking push it you have NO idea what you're talking about. Fucking wallflower, that longhaired freak up there probably took your virginity then filled your head with all sorts of crap so he can mould you in to his own sex toy” her temper is searing now but mine isn't far behind

“DON'T FUCKING TALK ABOUT SHIT YOU HAVE NO CLUE ABOUT LAURA! I fucking lost my virginity when I was 19, I was fucking molested and abused by some asshole at a party YOU made me drive you to so don't fucking talk about me like you know anything about what I've been through. I wished I had a sister back then to talk to but all I had was you, a selfish mean fucking bitch demon in sheep's clothing. Don't for a second think that I'll like you any better just because Steve can be what you need...you're still the devil spawn that made my life a living hell for so many years. What...cat's got your tongue? No snappish remark about how I had I coming because I was shy? No? Nothing?” I stare at her and I can feel how crazy I look right now, I've never ever raised my voice like this at her. She's pale as a ghost and all she can do is swallow audibly “What Laura? No comment? Not a single snarky thing to say about your sister being fucking raped at at party you made her go to? You know what...go straight to hell and stay there” I get up and I storm out of the kitchen leaving her there, tears are flowing down my cheeks as I storm up the stairs and in to my bed room. I throw myself on the bed and I cry so hard.

“What the hell happened? I'm snoozing and all of a sudden here you are, a fucking crying mess? What did she do? Babe...talk to me” I forgot about Eddie in my emotional state

“She...and... I... I yelled, I told her about the ass at the party and I told her to go to heeeeell” I say between sobs. Eddie pulls me in close to him, rocking me and kissing my head as I let the tears fall.

“There, there babe it'll be ok. You wanna go home? We can rent a car or get a flight and Steve can pick up the girls tomorrow and drive my boss's car back” he's stroking my head

“No, we still have mums birthday dinner tonight. She's been great, and I really like Henry. But if Laura stays I'll go to Casey's until tomorrow. I'm sorry I'm done now” I sob

“I get that, but I can't let you go alone... I don't wanna be here without you” Eddie kisses me

“She just made me so angry... And once again she was attacking you. Now you're a manwhore wanting to keep me as a sex toy because I'm so innocent you can teach me all the things you want to use me for” I smile up at him through my tears

“Me use you? Yeah right...like last night you mean...I felt I had a lot of power there” he smiles and gives me a kiss

Suddenly we hear commotion downstairs, shouting and furniture scraping against the floor. I look at Eddie confused and we get out of bed and head out into the hallway. I hear my mums voice booming from downstairs

“I WANT YOU OUT OF THIS HOUSE! I heard Kat... I heard what she said happened to her, all because YOU needed a ride. I'm as much to blame for making her take you... But you were supposed to have her back. Don't you fucking roll your eyes at me missy... Get your things and get out before I throw you out. I have no doubt there is a, what did you call him? A longhaired freak upstairs with no hesitation if I ask him to help me” I look at Eddie and he's as shocked as I am. Steve appears behind us

“What the hell happened this morning?” he asks

“All hell broke lose apparently... I think your services aren't needed any more. At least not to help this one” Eddie smirks at him

“Yeah? Make friends?” Steve says

“Does it sound like it?” I say with a dark tone

“Oh... She went off on you again? Should I...”

“I don't care if you wanna keep up this thing with her but don't ever bring her near me again” I say and I look at Steve “not EVER, you hear me? She can go back to whatever hell she crawled out of and stay there. I am done now”

“Noted... It was just a little fun, I wasn't planning on it becoming anything. I was just doing it to try and help you Kat. I would never chose her over our friendship. She can find someone else to dominate her the way she wants to. We leaving or...?” he hugs me

“Nah, I wanna celebrate mums birthday. But as I told Eddie, if Laura stays I'm going to Casey's until dinner. And then I think I'll crash on her couch until we leave in the morning” I say

“Sounds like you won't have to go anywhere” Eddie says and pulls me to the side as a furious Laura stomps up the stairs not looking at anyone of us. She gets her things and she storms down the stairs again and out the door.

“Good fucking riddance I say” Eddie shakes his head and goes back in to the bed room to get dressed. I stay in the hallway with Steve

“Are you disappointed it didn't go further? I sorta figured out what was going on last night...” I ask him

“Nah, I mean it just ONE side to me. And I have a feeling your sister would be more of a brat than I would be able to deal with...don't worry sweetie. I'll be fine, it was a fun night though” he winks at me

“OH...yikes...well...ok then. Not just us then” I say and I giggle

“Nope...sorry” he smiles

“It's ok...just never mention it again” I say

“Deal” he laughs

“What are you 2 laughing about?” Eddie comes back out to us

“Oh you know... Steve using my sister as his personal cock warmer last night” I say and laugh so hard tears roll down my face and Steve looks like he wants to crawl under the carpet and hide

“Well, good boy Harrington!” Eddie high fives him and Steve blushes even more

“Fuck the two of you... This isn't going to die down is it?”

“When we tell Buckley you mean? No it'll live in infamy” Eddie roars with laughter

“Fuuuuck” Steve turns and heads back in to the guest room leaving us laughing in the hallway.

The atmosphere in the house changes drastically when Laura left. We all have an amazing day, Casey and Robin come over for lunch and my mum actually apologizes to Casey for any and all bad things she's said to her over the years. Casey drags me to the side and asks me if my mum's dying or something. I laugh and tell her that apparently being court ordered therapy for throwing a fit in a grocery store does wonders to people. Casey has to hold the railing to the stairs to keep from falling down laughing. I tell her about the incident this morning and she hugs me and tells me it's probably for the best.

Mums dinner is a success, much thanks to me and my cooking. Henry and Eddie seem to have made it a competition to see which one of them can compliment me the most in one sentence. I don't think I've ever felt this good in this house, I tell mum this as we're in the kitchen cleaning up after dinner. We tried telling her no, she shouldn't have to on her birthday but the woman wouldn't listen to reason.

“I'm so sorry I never listened to you back then Kat. I kinda suspected something had happened to you but...well...yeah” she looks ashamed

“Mum... Even if you'd asked I don't think I was ready to tell you anyway. I wasn't planning on telling now either it just came out...in anger” I say and I take her hand

“But...did he force you, hurt you?” she's pale as a ghost

“Force no... he fooled me though. I thought he liked me so I gave in....then he turned heavy-handed on me. It is what it is mum. It can't be undone. It's all in the past now, Eddie's helping me heal” I say

“I like him, he's a real gem sweetheart” she smiles

“He is... So is Henry mum, I really like him” I tell her

“Oh, good” she smiles and I look at her

“He's asked you something hasn't he” I smirk

“Well...yeah...he did. This afternoon when you were all in the living room talking. He cornered me in the kitchen” she says and takes out a box showing me a beautiful ring

“Oh mum, that's gorgeous. I'm happy for you... I'm not saying all is forgotten, but we've made progress haven't we?” I say hugging her

“I hope we have Kat, I want you here for my wedding... I want you all here, well almost all of you”

“We'll be here I promise. Just let me know the date so I can see if someone can mind the store for me”

“Yeah how's that working out for you? Have you spoken to....Stella? How is she doing?”

“It's great mum, right up my alley. I spoke to her last week, she was beginning her tour of Asia. So she's got quite some time left on her trip, but she sounded like she's having the time of her life.”

“If you don't mind...could you have her call me. If she has the possibility... I wanna pick her brain on a destination for our honeymoon” Mum smiles at me

“I'll tell her, not sure how often she can call but the next time I speak to her I'll ask” I say

The next morning we're all up early. We want to get going as soon as possible so we won't get home to late the following day. Mum hugs me so tight and cries a little as we leave. It feels strange leaving again, but also it feels like this chapter is finally done. And if I'm lucky Laura actually IS gone from my life... I hope. I'm so done with her... I do hope for mum though that they can mend some of their relationship. But who knows, maybe she'll be at the wedding maybe she won't makes no difference to me.

We arrive in Hawkins the next day, late in the afternoon and as we go to get my car from Eddies boss I sigh deeply

“We're home Ed... We're finally home”

“Yeah we are...” he sounds confused

“No I mean... This is home, Seattle never felt as good as this does. It never felt like home, not even now coming back did it feel like a home I left. I felt like... I don't know a place I visited when I was younger?” I try to explain what I'm feeling but I'm not sure I'm making sense

“I get it, I think. I mean this is the only home I've ever had so... But it feels better now that I'm sharing it with you that's for sure” Eddie smiles at me “So how you feeling about your sister? Really?” he asks

“Relieved, annoyed, angry...but most of all so fucking done” I say

“So, you're ok with the outcome?”

“I never thought we'd get to have a good relationship in any scenario. Even if Steve would have tamed her and turned her in to a purring kitten would I have been at ease around her. She ruined this all on her own and I'm ok with her being gone” I say

“Well as I said... Good fucking riddance” Eddie beams

Life was good before this trip, life is better now! I talk to mum once a week, her therapist had her write down all the things she knows she's done to me and then he wanted her to talk to me about them, hear my side of it and really listen to ME when I tell her how it effected me. It's just as good for her as it is for me I think. We cry a lot, and we laugh. There is hope for a good mother daughter bond in the future... Laura hasn't been in touch with either one of us.

So yeah, bringing the hired help with me was a good call... Maybe I ought to give him a raise...or maybe a ring...

#eddie munson #eddie munson smut #eddie x fem

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