#and besides babymaking could be fun............

[yuwuta]

gojo assistant to gojo househusband is EVERYTHING to me he’d be so good at it. packing up bentos before work, visiting u for a lunch break, visiting u for a shoulder and neck massage. hes just so cute. i bet that even when he gets to a househusband role he’d still do some assistant duties and he absolutely is against u getting another assistant bc he’s been that guy and he knows u are too easily fallen in love with. he’d probably only give up that role to someone that he trusts 100% and knows that won’t fall in love with you like yuuta and even then he probs gets a tiny bit irrationally jealous when yuuta knows a lot about your schedule and habits bc that’s HIS job but a lil smooch from u will have him too flustered to even remember what initially ticked him off

when he finally makes it out of the work husband territory, he’s already wildly insufferable as a boyfriend. but when he finally becomes your husband? all bets are off—if people thought satoru couldn’t be louder or prouder of you they were so, so very wrong. he was born for this. 

sends you off with a bento and a kiss every single morning, and then calls you right before lunch time to remind you to actually take your lunch break and eat—and maybe because he wants compliments on the food he made you. when he can’t send you off with lunch, he has yuuta deliver it for you, or he drops it off himself, which is always a welcome surprise, not just for you, but everybody in the office. it’s nice that he’s remembered so fondly, and some days he does miss it, but he wouldn’t trade in being your husband for the world. 

so true about yuuta being his replacement—satoru was very, very thorough in the vetting process of hiring your new secretary. he knows how easy it is to fall in love you, he knows what it’s like to be the work husband and he refuses to hire anybody else who might think even slightly like him. so, call it nepotism or call it favoritism, but yuuta is one of maybe three people satoru actually trusts with the job. turns out yuuta is best suited for it anyway, which brings satoru even more relief. on the days he really misses you, it makes him pout when you recount all the times yuuta saved your ass, but a kiss or two really is he needs to be brought back to reality. 

he’s always calling or texting you with paint samples or fabric samples, and you’ve learned to not try and make sense of satoru’s interior design priorities. you really don’t think that the guest bathroom needs new wallpaper, but he does and if he wants to install it, who are you to stop him. so many days you come home from work and he’s like, “oh, babe, my mom called in a friend of a friend and turns out her husband can make us our own version of that vintage couch you saw in the museum display last week,” which is. absolutely insane because that’s easily a $25,000 couch, but he just waves you off about it and asks you what color you want it in—he’ll handle everything else. 

[dinosaurtsukki]

restaurant owner!osamu + taking care of his pregnant wife

oh boy this is going to be a whole series now hahaahha. i didn’t think y’all would like my pregnancy hc’s this much but i’m glad you keep requesting for it and i hope you enjoy this osamu version !

let’s start this one off again with how you guys met because it’s all very cute and uwu

you were a college student also working as a waitress to pay off your bills and after being interviewed by bosses who wanted you to have 5+ years of experience, you landed a job at the new Onigiri Miya restaurant

osamu hired you in the spot and you were like ‘oh, but,,, why?’ and he’s like ‘,,,,cause nobody else signed up’

Onigiri Miya actually started out with a few people on their staff so must of the time it would be you and osamu just there hanging out and also serving customers

osamu found you quite fun to talk to and you worked really well. since he also knew you were a Struggling College Student, he wouldn’t hesitate to give you a raise

sometimes he’d even pack you some onigiri for dinner with the leftover rice

after a while, the two of you started to have feelings for each other. i don’t see osamu as the type to hesitate with this so he straight-up asked you out on a date

he actually invites you to his house and cooks a really nice meal for you and puts on a movie. dates with osamu are generally quite chill but once in a while the two of you like to plan for something more exciting

your favorite date so far was when you decided to randomly go on a road trip and pack convenience store snacks and sleep in a motel

but then in the motel tHeRE wAs ONlY OnE BeD and y’all know what happens there’s only one bed

a few weeks after that, you noticed that your period was late and you were desperately hoping it wasn’t what you thought it was going to be so you took a pregnancy test and there it was

you had no idea what to do. you were still in university and didn’t really have a solid job other than being a waitress at Onigiri Miya but part of you also wanted to have the baby

you were also scared of telling osamu because you were afraid he might leave you if he knew 

osamu noticed that you were acting different around him and was genuinely bothered by it so he sat you down and asked what was up and you had no choice but to tell him

you were almost crying as you told him that you were pregnant but to your surprise, osamu just held your hand and said ‘i’m with you no matter what you choose. even if you decide to keep it’

now here’s a man who knows how to take some responsibility

you knew right then and there that you were going to marry him someday

but FIRST: baby

so you two decide to go through with the pregnancy and because he knew you were going to need all the help you could get, osamu invited you to move in with him

it was tough for you having to juggle your studies and being pregnant so you ended up quitting your job at Onigiri Miya (not that osamu minded cause at this point the restaurant was really taking off) 

you’re constantly tired because of this and more than once, osamu would come home to you with you passed out on top of your textbooks but he’s more than happy to carry you to bed

sometimes he’ll even pick you up after your class to carry your stuff because you usually have to go down several flights of stairs

after getting pregnant, you’d get some Looks from your classmates and professors so it made you a bit insecure but when they saw WHO helped out with the babymaking they kind of shut up now

yeah you got yourself a Hunk Who Can Cook

i feel like osamu would really make an effort to cook something nutritious for you because diet is everything so he’ll be genuinely disappointed to come home to you having eaten two cans of pringles

osamu: there’s no nutritional value in that

you: but i wANT

he eventually relents after you explain the concept of pregnancy cravings

also did i mention that osamu probably didn’t tell atsumu about this so one day his twin brother comes over to find you, a pregnant woman living there

you didn’t know he had a twin either so you guys are kind of like pointing at each other in shock

osamu has a whole lot of explaining to do

atsumu is surprisingly thrilled by the idea of becoming an uncle and before you know it, he’s already sending you and osamu gifts for the baby

you and osamu are young so you’re both quite clueless when it comes to holding a baby shower or even setting up a nursery

osamu was probably just like ‘can’t the baby sleep on a bed?’ and you have to explain why cribs are a Thing

he probably picks up more than a couple of those ‘how to be a parent for dummies and you’ll find him intently reading them in bed

sometimes you wonder though if osamu really wants to have this baby or if he just feels obligated to because he doesn’t outwardly show his enthusiasm all the time

that is, when you are in the doctor’s office for your scheduled ultrasound and you’re able to get a picture of how your baby will look like

you watch osamu looking at the picture with something shining in his eyes and the softest of smiles on his face and he just looks at you and goes ‘i hope they have your eyes’

you start crying right there because EMOTIONS and wow, you’re so lucky that osamu is going to be the father

your due date was actually dangerously close to your college graduation and while you were happy to receive your diploma and walk onstage with osamu cheering for you, you were also praying that you wouldn’t go into labor right then and there

thankfully, you didn’t

you took the time to rest at home after your graduation. most of the time you’d be working on the new nursery in your house or visiting the restaurant (even though osamu tells you to go home and rest) 

osamu does love coming home to you and lying down beside you on the couch with his hand rubbing your belly. sometimes he’ll try to do knock-knock jokes with your baby because he’s like that

he was probs in the middle of a knock-knock joke when you felt your first contraction. you gripped his buff arm tight and looked at him and shock and osamu just flew out of the couch to grab your stuff

when the two of you entered the hospital osamu was a bit panicked so he was just yelling ‘HELLO MY WIFE IS PREGNANT PLEASE HELP’

you: WAIT YOU CALLED ME ‘WIFE’

osamu: aren’t you basically my wife at this point?

just when you are about to cry again a nurse appears to take you to the emergency room

and osamu just yells ‘I’LL ASK YOU TO MARRY ME AFTER, OKAY?’

legit, while you’re in labor he goes out to buy a ring because osamu’s just the kind of guy who goes through with everything he says

it doesn’t seem like it but he’s very nervous for you and the baby. he’ll probably be reading a magazine to calm down and when the nurse calls him he accidentally rips in two

thankfully, you’re okay and osamu just wants to see you immediately

when he sees you asleep on the hospital bed, all tired out from your labor, he just smiles and presses a kiss on your forehead

osamu will wait for you to wake up before seeing your child because he wants to experience it as a couple

a smile just breaks across his face when the nurse brings your baby in. he actually asks to hold them first and you’re surprised but you smile and let him

osamu doing baby talk and looking super excited and proud when he sees your new baby that is awwwwww right there

he’ll hand you your baby and then bring the ring he bought (yeah, you’re also pretty surprised) and officially propose to you

osamu is so proud of his own little family and he can’t wait to start a new part of his life with you two

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[burst-of-iridescent]

The Women of LoK (and how they get butchered)

so i’m watching the legend of korra now and my many, many problems with the story aside, I’d say it’s at least entertaining and fun to watch - except that, the more I see, the more I get irritated at how the women in the series (with the exception of Korra and Asami) are treated. they are reduced to feminine stereotypes, with most of them taking on gendered roles such as female-oriented jobs (healer), or just becoming wives and mothers. they are not allowed to be multi-faceted individuals, defined solely by these traditionally feminine-coded roles, and the rare female characters who don’t conform are usually treated more critically by the narrative and/or punished for it.

Pen - Tenzin’s wife and babymaker and nothing else. seriously. nothing else. her entire life is built around popping out Airbenders and being the perfect Air Nomad wife. she’s also a homewrecker so...that’s fun. 

Suyin - while Suyin does have something to her other than being just a wife and mother, she states herself that what she desired most of all was a family, thus setting up her position as a wife and mother as the most important thing in her life (not — oh, idk, being the ruler of Zaofu? a master metalbender?) Suyin herself is also a pretty terrible character, and is treated with barely a slap on the wrist for all the shit she pulls, so no LoK is not getting a gold star from me on this one.

Lin - Lin, in contrast, is treated so critically by the narrative that I was genuinely shocked. the narrative never criticizes Tenzin or Pema for literally emotionally cheating on Lin, and in fact almost seems to suggest that it was Lin’s fault for spending too much time on her career instead of??? idk being Tenzin’s airbender babymaking machine??? in book three, it’s her fault for not making things up with Suyin despite the fact that she had a very justified grievance against Suyin, one that Suyin never apologized for, and in fact does not apologize for until Lin reaches out first. Lin is also called “bitter” and “angry” and “lonely” multiple times, and it’s not until she becomes softer and nicer (i.e more feminine) that the narrative stops repeatedly condemning her. the hell? like seriously, the hell?

speaking of the Beifongs, let’s look at the OG - so Toph actually does get some achievements in life as the founder of metalbending and police chief of Republic City. besides the fact that this job is exceedingly out of character for her, at least she does something, and a traditionally masculine-coded job at that. so far, pretty good. but then... Toph compromises her honesty, one of her core values, for her child, and subsequently quits her job because of it. she cannot have both her career and motherhood, and so she sacrifices the first as a result of the second. and then spends the rest of her life alone in the Foggy Swamp, despite the fact that her arc in ATLA was about learning that you could form new families, that it was okay to rely on others, that you didn’t have to be on your own to be happy. but no, fuck all that i guess. she gets to be a sad, lonely old woman and die alone, without her family or her friends. hooray!

Katara - oh, my girl Katara. i could write full essays on how badly she alone was done in LoK but to summarize: she becomes the Avatar’s trophy wife and babymaking machine, has barely any relevance to the story and no impact on the world outside of banning bloodbending (which in and of itself is a questionable decision. why is waterbending the only element that gets its sub-bending form banned? why can’t Katara use bloodbending to heal? why does the only achievement of her whole life come in the form of curtailing her power?). she is lonely and sad and alone in the SWT and 2/3 of her children barely seem to know anything about their SWT heritage. she is reduced to “the greatest healer in the world” despite the fact that it was never a motivation or source of interest for her in ATLA, and despite the lip service paid to this alleged role, doesn’t heal a single damn thing. (seriously, she can’t heal Jinora, she can’t heal Amon’s bloodbending victims, she can’t heal Korra. so much for being the best healer in the world.) Zuko’s zipping around on a dragon and fighting the Red Lotus just fine but Katara’s apparently struggling too much with her aching bones and creaky joints. poor, poor, sad, lonely Katara. (and fuck the LoK writers for what they did to my girl)

Asami - now Asami doesn’t get shafted into a traditionally feminine role. good for her. but unfortunately, Asami also doesn’t really do...anything. she gets some vague storylines about her struggle to keep her company afloat and her daddy issues but they come and go in brief flashes and have no serious impact on the story - or Asami - at all. her entire character revolves around being part of Team Avatar, and the god-awful love triangle in the first two seasons. the writers didn’t do anything really bad with her because they just didn’t...do anything with her other than make her a love interest. Asami’s character had real potential, but was squandered on being Mako’s love interest in the first two seasons, and then Korra’s in the last two. she has no real identity of her own. love that for her <3 (but yknow what neither do Mako or Bolin really so i’ll give Asami a pass on this one).

Korra - of all the women in LOK, Korra gets perhaps the best treatment. she is allowed to be unfeminine, to take on typically masculine traits like arrogance and recklessness and brashness. she is also the subject of some serious near-torture porn. the amount of times she gets beaten down and abused and battered, over and over again, made me so uncomfortable to watch. especially her torture at the hands of the Red Lotus...the viewers are allowed to skip the violence inflicted on Tenzin, but forced to watch Korra’s in gory detail? why? 

the women of LOK are cardboard, stripped of all complexity and depth. they either conform to the ideal of the perfect woman, being love interests, wives or mothers or they are punished by the narrative in some way. of course, being a wife or mother isn’t bad, but it shouldn’t be the only or defining feature of a female character, and the fact that so many female character arcs in LOK revolve around it is just...sad. and let’s not even get started on the fact that so many of the powerful women of ATLA are simply gone in LOK (what happened to Azula, Mai, Ty Lee, Suki...?). Honestly, the only one not done dirty by the show was probably Jinora. 

here’s to hoping that someday men will figure out how to write women.

[mustangshelby04]

No

Pairings: Chris Evans / Charlotte Mackenzie (O/C)

Summary: Saying no leads Charlotte to a friendship she has never imagined.

A/N: I’m trying to force myself to write. Maybe this will light a fire under my ass…. Or my muse’s. She’s a bit flakey.

Chapter 2

Charlie looked around at the boxes filling up her living room.  Almost every room in the house was full of boxes.  She had brought most of her stuff from Omaha, but she’d ended up buying a lot of new furniture to fill up the new house and plenty of kitchenware to fill up the rather large kitchen.  She had a couple of friends that had seen her off, but only one of them had offered to drive to Boston with her to help her move in.

Amanda walked into the house with the last box from the moving POD. “That’s it!  We’re done.”

“Define done.” Charlie looked around her. “I’ve still got to figure out where all this stuff goes.”

“Have you even toured your house?”

“A little bit.”

Amanda moved past Charlie and walked through to the foyer.  She flung open a pair of french doors and let out a low whistle. “Now I see why you bought this place.  There’s a frickin library!”

“Yeah.  That was the reason I bought this place.” Charlie walked into the library. “It’s not huge, but it’s mine.”

“I may just move to Boston with you.”

“Be my guest.”

“I don’t think Roger would approve.  He wasn’t too keen on me coming here without him.”

“Well, you guys are trying for a baby.  If you’re not there, the babymaking is one-sided and that never works out.”

Amanda laughed. “He’s just mad because the doctor told him he can’t play with himself and I’m not there to relieve his blue balls.  Show me the upstairs!” There was a knock on the front door and the tall brunette looked at Charlie. “You expecting someone?”

Charlie shrugged and walked over to open the door.  Chris stood there with a man and an older woman. “Chris!” Charlie smiled brightly and hugged him tightly. “What are you doing here?”

“We came to help you move in,” Chris said. “Mac, this is my mom, Lisa, and this is my friend Josh.” “It’s nice to finally meet you,” Lisa said, shaking Charlie’s hand. “My son has had nothing but good things to say about you.”

Charlie and Chris had spent the entire night talking that horrible day in Chicago.  He’d offered her a ride to the airport the next morning and they hadn’t stopped talking the entire time.  Since they’d parted ways, they had texted and called non-stop.  Their friendship was an easy one and their conversations were always lengthy and in-depth.  Philosophical debates were a favorite pastime for them as well as recommending books to one another.

There was a throat being cleared loudly behind Charlie and she turned to look at Amanda. “This is my friend Amanda.”

“Mandy’s fine,” Amanda said. “She told me she was friends with Chris Evans, but I didn’t believe her because she was so nonchalant about it.  I guess it’s true.” She shook Chris’ hand. “Thank you for being there for her when that jackass dumped her like that.”

“It was my pleasure,” Chris said. “It’s great to meet you.  Mac talks a lot about you.”

“I’m so mad you get to call her Mac.  She never lets anyone call her that.”

“Oh my god, please come in!” Charlie said. “It’s cold out there.” She ushered Chris, Josh, and Lisa inside. “You really didn’t have to come help.”

“It’s the neighborly thing to do.” Chris said. “So, point us in the right direction and we’ll get started..”

“We’ve gotten everything in from the POD,” Amanda announced.

“And the furniture was delivered yesterday,” Charlie added. “Not all of it was put together.”

“I’ll go put things away in the kitchen,” Lisa announced. “Chris and Josh can start building furniture.”

“Charlie, you and I can start unpacking your books in that amazing library of yours.” Amanda declared.

Five hours later, everyone was standing around the kitchen island eating pizza that Lisa had ordered from Leone’s.  The place was starting to look like someone lived there.  Empty boxes were piled up in the mudroom, ready to be disposed of.  The furniture still needed some rearranging, but it was mostly put together.

“You should throw a housewarming party.” Amanda declared.

“I think this is the housewarming party,” Charlie answered. “I don’t know anyone here.  Besides Chris.  And now Josh and Lisa.  You’re leaving me tomorrow.”

“You’re going to make friends at work.”

“I don’t officially start for another two weeks.  And it’s far enough away, I doubt I’ll be spending much time hanging out there.  Which I am perfectly fine with.  It’s one of the reasons why I chose Concord.”

“Your Spartan lifestyle is so confusing to me.” 

Amanda had been the most popular girl all through school.  When Charlie had moved to Omaha, Amanda had somehow managed to find out her story and took the young ginger girl under her wing.  Charlie was sucked into the popular group, but she wasn’t really one of them.  Amanda had been a cheerleader, in every school club she could be, and had been in theatre.  Of course she starred in everything.  Charlie had been the wallflower.  The only club she had been in was the Young Author’s Club.  She had gone to some games and attended the school plays to support her best friend, but she had always preferred to be the one in the supporting role.  It wasn’t until college that Charlie began to find herself and came out of her shell some.

A lot of people didn’t understand her friendship with Amanda.  They were polar opposites.  But Amanda was an amazing friend.  She had come to love Charlie like a sister and that vice was plenty versa.  They had just clicked from the first conversation and had been nearly inseparable.  They had even attended the same college and had made sure to be roommates through all four years.  To many, Amanda seemed like the typical shallow popular girl, but she was actually a very smart woman with a deep, caring heart and soul.

“I am perfectly happy surrounded by my books,” Charlie said. “I just bought another box worth from that second-hand store back home, so I’ve got plenty to catch up on.”

“I keep telling you that you have an addiction to reading.  Is there a Books Anonymous you can attend?”

Charlie laughed, but it was Chris that spoke next. “I’m in town for a little while.  I have no problem showing you around your new home.”

“That’s a great idea, Chris!” Lisa exclaimed. “There’s plenty to see and do around here.”

“I suppose I’ll have to learn the surroundings at some point.” Charlie agreed.

“And the city.” Josh added. “You’ll need to learn your way around it, too.  It can be a bit confusing.”

“That’s an understatement.” Chris laughed. “But Josh is right.  We’ll have to plan some days to head into Boston and get you acclimated.”

“I appreciate that.” Charlie said.  She noticed Lisa and Amanda stifling yawns. “It’s getting late.  You guys have done so much.  You really don’t have to stay and finish.”

“I’m going to stay.  There’s a couple of pieces I was fighting with that I want to finish.”

“I’ll take Lisa home.” Josh offered.

“Thanks, man.” Chris clapped his friend on the shoulder.

“Yes, thank you, Josh.” Lisa said. 

“I’ll walk you guys out.” Charlie offered.

“Charlie, please don’t hesitate to call me if you need anything.” Lisa said as they got to the front door. “Chris will give you my number.”

“Oh, thank you so much, Lisa!” Charlie hugged the older woman tightly.

“Chris hasn’t been himself since his breakup a few months ago.  You’ve been such a bright light in his life these last few weeks and he seems to be getting back to who he is.  I think you’re a big part of that, so I am eternally grateful to you.”

“He’s never even mentioned a breakup to me.”

“That’s good!  It was rough on him.  He said you went through a rough breakup, too.”

“I did.  I got abandoned in Chicago because I refused to marry him.”

“What a jackass!” Lisa hugged Charlie again. “Well, his loss is our gain.  I’ll see you soon, sweetie.” 

Charlie waved at Lisa as she headed out and hugged Josh as he said his goodbyes.  She joined Amanda and Chris in the kitchen. “And then there were three.”

“Make that two.” Amanda said. “I’m beat and I’m going to bed.”

“Seriously?”

“Yes.  These hormone injections aren’t fun.  They take a lot out of me.” “I’m sorry.”

“It’s all in the name of having a baby.” Amanda turned to Chris. “It was lovely to meet you.  Take care of my Charlie-bug.”

“I will do my best.” Chris promised, hugging Amanda. “It was really good to meet you, too.”

Charlie turned to Chris. “Where’s the last of the furniture you wanted to put together?”

“Your bedroom.  I need to finish your bed, the dresser, and one more nightstand.”

“I’ll help you.” She grabbed the last box of pizza and headed out of the kitchen.  They headed upstairs and into the master bedroom.  Amanda was thankfully staying in the guest room at the other end of the house, so they wouldn’t risk waking her with their noise. “I didn’t realize it was getting late.”

“It’s not.” Chris said. “It’s only nine.”

“Really?  Huh….”

They set to work on getting her bed finished. “So, Amanda is trying to have a baby?”

“Yeah.  She and her husband Roger tried for a year before going to see a specialist.  She’s doing her third round of IUI now.  If that doesn’t work, they’ll have to try IVF.”

“Wow!  That’s a lot to go through to have a baby.”

“She’s been really stressed out about it.  I’m glad she decided to come with me to help me move.  It’s a nice little getaway for her.”

“It’s too bad she’s leaving tomorrow.  I could’ve taken you ladies into the city.”

“We kind of have to head that way anyway.  She’s flying back.  Her flight leaves at five in the evening.”

“Would you like me to take you guys?  I know the way and we could have lunch somewhere.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah!” “That’s really kind of you.”

“Anytime.” He gave her a bright smile.

They were quiet for a long time as they finished putting the frame of the bed together and attaching the padded headboard.  When they had moved on to the dresser and the nightstand, Charlie looked across the room at Chris. “So, your mom said you went through a tough breakup a few months ago.”

Chris kept his attention on the dresser drawer he was assembling. “Yeah.” “Did she propose then dump you in a strange city when you said no?”

Chris chuckled softly, but stayed quiet.  Finally he said, “I wouldn’t have said no.”

“Oh.”

He sighed and paused in his work. “I really liked her.  I could’ve loved her.”

“I’m sorry.”

“We dated for a few months last year and then for a few months this year.”

“What happened?”

“Different schedules.  Different life plans.  She wanted to be more public.  I wanted to be more private.  I just don’t think that my business is the world’s business.”

“And she did?”

“She’s a comedian.  She loved to talk about our relationship at her shows and she tweeted about us a lot.  It really bothered me.  We had a huge fight and she walked out.”

“I’m really sorry, Chris.”

“It’s ok.” Chris shrugged.

“It’s really not.  You should be allowed to have a say in your relationship.  If her being so public about it made you uncomfortable and she couldn’t respect that, then it’s better that you parted ways.  You deserve better than that.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” She shot him a smile. “The right woman is out there for you.  I hope you haven’t given up hope.”

“I’m too much of a hopeless romantic for that.” He watched her for a long moment.  Her tongue was sticking out of the side of her mouth as she concentrated on fitting two pieces together.  A lock of her copper hair had escaped the messy bun on top of her head and she kept pushing it back behind her ear. “What about you, Mac?” “What about me?”

“Have you given up on finding someone?”

She stopped in her task and looked over at him. “I don’t really have time for dating.  I’m always so busy.”

“You had time for the jackass.”

“Barely.  And look how well that turned out.”

“How many boyfriends have you had in your life?”

“Um….. Three.  One in high school.  One in college.  And then jackass.”

“What!?”

“What?”

“Are you serious?”

“Yes.”

“Were they long term?”

“High school Chad was a year.  College Bryan was three years.  Jackass Sam was six months.” “You’re thirty-four and you’ve only had three boyfriends?”

“Why is that so shocking?”

“Because you’re gorgeous.  You’re smart and funny and witty…..”

“There you go trying to get into my pants again.”

Chris laughed. “It would be a futile effort.”

She shrugged. “I don’t know.  Maybe not.”

He quirked an eyebrow at her. “Are you trying to seduce me?”

That made her laugh. “If I was, you’d be flat on your back instead of struggling with that drawer.”

“Listen to that confidence!”

“I’m just saying, clearly you can’t resist my charms.  Too bad for you I’m not looking for a romantic relationship.”

“Who says it has to be romantic?”

“Oh, please, Chris!  You’re a hopeless romantic.  Those were your words.”

“True, but I’m also a human male.” “What does that mean?”

“It means: why can’t we have some fun together?”

“Oh my god!  You really are trying to get in my pants!”

He chuckled. “Like I said, you’re gorgeous, smart, funny, witty….”

“Ok, Casanova…. Calm down over there.”

“Hey, you brought it up.”

“I may sound confident, but I’ve never had a friend with benefits.”

“Honestly, neither have I.  A few one night stands, sure, but not a friend with benefits.  Maybe taking a break from dating and having a no-strings-attached thing would benefit us both.”

“How would it work?”

“I’m not a fan of the term ‘booty-call,’ so maybe when we’re hanging out and the urge arises…. We don’t ignore it?”

“Ok.  What if the urge arises and we’re not together?”

“That would be a booty-call.”

“So, don’t call it a booty-call.  There are plenty of other words in the English language to use.”

“Ok, Miss Book Editor, what words would you use?”

Charlie thought for a second. “How about a tryst?”

“Oooh!  I like that.”

“Thought you might.  What happens if one of us catches feelings?”

“We’ll stop.  Or deal with it accordingly.”

“Easier said than done.”

“You planning to fall in love with me?”

“Not in the near future.  You’re not my type, Evans.”

“How so?”

“You’re too much of a jock.”

“No!”

“Yup.  You’re up early for work outs and you love sports.  You speak fluent bro despite your eloquence and surprising depth.  On top of that, you’re always travelling for work.  Which, by the way, your job is too rich for my blood.”

Chris nodded in understanding.  He wasn’t offended at all.  She had him pegged pretty well and his job was a bit crazy to someone not in the industry.  He could only imagine what she must make of it being such a…. What had Amanda said…. Spartan. “Ok, Mac, fair points well made.  What is your type?”

That seemed to stump her. “Um…. I….. Well….”

“So, I could be your type, but you’re just not sure.”

She rolled her eyes. “Are you planning on falling in love with me?”

He took a moment to think about it. “Not in the near future, but I’m open to all possibilities.”

Charlie rolled her eyes again. “Ok.  I’m willing to give it a try if you are.”

Chris grinned. “We’re gonna have some serious fun.”

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Exhaulted Part Twenty-Eight (M)

Parts: Prologue, One, Two, Three (M), Four, Five, Six (M), Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve, Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen, Sixteen, Seventeen, Eighteen, Nineteen (M), Twenty, Twenty-One, Twenty-Two (M), Twenty-Three, Twenty-Four, Twenty-Five, Twenty-Six,Twenty-Seven, Twenty Eight, Twenty-Nine (Coming Soon!)

Genre: Drama, Romance, Violence, Smut,etc.

Pairing: SehunxReaderxMinseok

Word Count: 7.6

AN: AYYY YO THE THREESOME WE’VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR! And probably a bit of pegging and some double penetration I got really naughty writing this #oops

Selinya was planning in secret to leave her family under all their noses. Late into the night they spoke until we all finally dispersed to sleep. I left for my apartment, sleeping. The next morning I had to go back to the castle. Hyli was thankfully nowhere to be seen. I walked past the kitchen, making sure to stop and tell everyone I use to work with hello, dropping off some coffees I brought with me. I had to walk past Gryhs, who looked at me with an annoyed look. I assumed it was because I looked liked I normally dress. A pair of shorts, a tank top and a paint covered hoodie. A pair of canvas shoes covered in paint and about to fall apart at the seams, no make up and my hair up in a bird’s nest of a bun. I just politely told him good morning as I walked back, taking the steps two at a time. As I turned the corner, my heart sank as I run into the one person I didn’t want to see.

Hyli smiled at me, I assume trying to be charming as his hands found my arm and my waist as we almost collided. There was this instint that I got to get away from him as quickly as I could, but I knew I had to at least try to play it cool.

“Princess Y/N, good morning,” He says, his voice a bit rougher than it was before. I assume he was trying to give it sex appeal.

He was dressed nicely, I guess. A button down shirt, a pair of nice dress pants and a jacket. His crown on his head was nice, and it was lovely to look at, just sad that it was his, really. I couldn’t help but get the feeling he probably wore it all the time as some sort of ego trip. “Good morning,” I say, trying to move past him, “If you don’t mind, I actually have to see my father-”

“He’s actually in the garden,” Hyli says gesturing back down the stairs, his hand still holding my arm. He smiled, though there was something about it that was a bit scary.

I give him a look, “No, he’s not. He just texted me a minute ago that he was in his office.”

I could see his smile twitch at that, “Oh, really? I could have sworn I saw in out there earlier.”

I nod, trying to pull away from him in a manner that wouldn’t seem rude. Though all I wanted to do was to rip my arm away from him. “Thanks, but I really need to go-”

“I’m sure he won’t mind if you’re a little late,” He says, his hand tightening around my forearm. His short nails even biting into my skin as his grip was getting even tighter.

I look now at his hand, before looking back at him. Hyli’s smile was annoying and obviously fake. I move my hand to pry his fingers off my arm, “Listen, please, this is important and I really don’t want to have to be mean about this-”

“Why would you feel the need to be rude,” He asks, giving me a glare. “I just would like to spend time with you, is all.” He scoffs, looking at me with a glare, “All the women in the country are so ill behaved, except for the Southern ones-”

The nice act finally broke. It couldn’t last long before, and now, after seeing how he hit Junmyeon, my patiences was even thinner for this guy. “At least we know how to keep our fists to ourselves when we get angry,” I say sharply, finally getting his hand off me as he freezes in shock. “Did you really think Junmyeon wouldn’t tell me? After what I literally have been through before? How about you learn to control your fucking anger before giving me a goddamn lecture, you pompous, holier than thou, ego tripping shit stain!”

His eyes go dark, and I knew Junmyeon was right. It was the same look I’ve seen dozens of times before. There was a moment when I froze in fear, watching as he quickly started to raise his hand. “Why you-”

“Is there a problem?”

The effect of hearing his voice just made me calmer and feel safer. Especially after what he’s done just a few months ago. Hyli’s hand faltered as he quickly dropped it to his side upon hearing the voice. I turn, seeing Kyungsoo coming from behind me. I smile at him, before giving him a freaked out look, tilting my head a tiny bit towards over my shoulder. I know that while Hyli wouldn’t notice the small movement, Kyungsoo would. He took the hint immediately, though something tells me by the glare he was giving Hyli he saw what the prince was doing with his hand. Here it looked like it was going to end up if he wasn’t there. “We’re late for the meeting with my Dad, aren’t we, Kyungsoo?”

Thankfully, he completely seemed to get exactly what was going on. Kyungsoo nods immediately, “Yes we are.” He hold his arm out to me and I lace mine through it, holding on tightly just in case Hyli does something stupid again. He hold his other hand out to Hyli, “Do Kyungsoo, son to General Do. I don’t believe we’ve met.”

Hyli’s eyes seemed to widen at the name. Apparently, General Do was very well known around the world and his reputation precedes him. There are very few countries that would try to face Exdria in war, as our army apparently is skilled in a lot of ways. “Hyli Naevoor,” He says, taking Kyungsoo’s hand and I watch as my friend proceeds to practically crush his fingers. Hyli winces, looking Kyungsoo right in the eyes.

“Word of advice, Your highness,” Kyungsoo says, before looking at him threateningly. “You’re already on thin ice after the incident last night. Don’t give us a reason to become enemies. We both know how that would turn out.”

The prince in front of us goes rigid, his body tensing visibly. Hyli scoffs, “I was just escort-”

Kyungsoo was having none of his bullshit, thankfully. His curt tone cutting though the spoiled prince’s sentence. “You know, the last man who hurt Princess Y/N I ended up putting a bullet in his head,” Kyungsoo growls. “We here in Exdria make sure to keep our royalty safe, and we’ll take down anyone who tries to harm them.” Kyungsoo glares at him one last time, before we move and start to walk past him.

As we walk away, I whisper, “Thank you so much.”

Kyungsoo nods, “Guy is an asshole, I’m glad you’re not marrying him.”

I smile, “I surprised you haven’t found a way to secretly punch him for what he did to Junmyeon.”

“Jun told me not to,” He says with a bit of a frown. “Besides, Junmyeon could have hit him back. I taught him how to protect himself too. Along with Yixing and Sehun. He’s got a mean right hook, but he’s not one for violence. Sort of like someone else I know.”

I shake my head, “Thankfully they’re leaving sooner than originally planned. They apparently want to get out before Junmyeon decided he wants to change his mind.”

“He’s not going to just over a kid punching him. Some of our army dying just because an spoiled prince with a stick up his ass hit him? Junmyeon would never endanger people over something  he sees as trivial,” Kyungsoo says, stopping as we reached my father’s office. “Well, here you are. I have to go see Junmyeon about something anyways.”

“Thank you, Soo,” I say with a smile, “Seriously, you really helped save a lot of trouble that was about to kick off.”

He just nods, “I’ll make sure someone is here when you leave just in case he decided to wait around. I have to go back to help train some new soldiers right after this.”

I give him a quick hug, “I won’t keep you waiting!” Before he could reply, I slip into the office. It was nice, windows open to the garden. Birds chirping and a light breeze. My father, for once, wasn’t in royal looking clothes, but a pair of jeans and a plain button down. His barely grey hair hung in his eyes as he was looking over a book, a smile on his face. He looked up, seeing me as I walked in.

“Hyli is an asshole and I’m so glad you’re ok with my having nothing to do with him and his view of women being nothing put babymakers and punching bags,” I say, walking forward. “So, what do we have to talk about?”

“Obviously. I never wanted that for you to begin with. It’s your choice,” He says, taking a sip of water from a glass by his desk. He smiled, before shutting the photobook he was looking at. “You and me. We’re going to go get some greasy fast food, stop by the art supply store and just, for once, forget we’re royalty.”

I was shocked at first. I always wondered what a day like this would be like when I was growing up. I just smile, “Alright, old man, let’s go.”

The afternoon with my father was great. We went and got the burgers that are just the worst for you with some milkshakes, went around the art supply store as I gathered up some paint I’ve already went through. I smile brightly, looking over all the paints, brushes and canvases. I even got a few canvases, in order to work on a new side project. I didn’t have any painting classes this year, so I won’t be too burned out painting things I have to for a class. Mostly we spent the time walking around town, talking. While it wasn’t the most action packed day, it was still fun and nice getting to learn more and more about the man that is my dad.

The day was starting to wind down as we found ourselves at The Junkyard. It took be a few minutes of convincing him to try this place, since it looked like someone has a bit of a hoarding problem. But, you know, more artsy. Mrs. Odd smiled, letting the two of us in a secluded corner of the restaurant. I was looking over the menu, before looking back up at my dad. “How did you and Mom meet,” I ask, pushing the menu away. I already made my mind up about what I wanted.

He smiled, still looking at the menu, “We met in the middle of a dare she got from her friends. I opened my food only to see a woman standing before me, her eyes wide and a can of spray paint. She was tagging my door as a dare. Ruined that shirt, too, since she was still spraying when I opened the door.”

I smile, laughing a bit to myself. “Sounds like something she would do,” I say with a grin.

“She felt bad, because she accidentally did the wrong door,” He says, finally pushing his menu aside. “She was suppose to do it to her friend’s ex’s door, but she was drunk and picked the wrong floor. So, to make up for it, she turned the very graphic tag on my door into a wonderful flower. My mother owned a flower shop, and apparently your mother remembered that, even though she passed away years before that.”

“That was sweet,” I say as a smile, looking at the tattoos on my arm. I always loved flowers… maybe that’s why.

He nods, “After that, we just started talking and I asked her out on one of the rare nights I wasn’t in my room studying.”

“Sounds like me, only, you know, with money and without your whole college riding on having perfect scores,” I mumble, as Mrs. Odd come over. We quickly order, my dad getting another cheeseburger while I went for a few slices of their cheese pizza.

“We’re a lot alike,” He says with a smile, handing over the menu, “But you’re definitely more like your mother than me.”

My phone buzzed, as I looked at it. I smile, watching the soundless video of Sehun literally pulling Minseok away from his computer. Under it, appeared the message ‘Need dinner. Want to meet up?’

“Who is it,” He asks, taking a sip of his soda.

“Sehun,” I mutter with a smile. “A video of him literally dragging Minseok away from the computer in his office and asking if I want to meet them for dinner.” I look up, to see my father’s reaction at mentioning Sehun.

He just shrugs. I couldn’t help but smile. Before, he’d sneer and roll his eyes. Now, though, after Sehun pretty much let it all out.. What happened to him, I saw something in my father change. My dad thinkings that anyone who can pull themselves out of hardships and keep moving forward are admirable. Sure, Sehun is a bit bratty, but his view of him has gone from all negative to about 85% positive. I still want that 15%, though, since Sehun’s helped me more than I could ever pay him back for.

“You know Sehun is actually a nice and good person, right,” I ask, “He’s just… been though a lot…”

“He has to be a good person if you fell in love with the brat,” He says with a small, knowing smile. It was like the kind of smile when a parent would catch their toddler sneaking another cookie out the jar. “Tell them to meet us here.”

My face went red as I tell them where to find us. “I… um… I don-”

“I’m not a idiot,” He says with a smile. “The way you help Sehun is different then you are with Lina. You love him.” He just grins, “and not just him, either. The way you faced Daejung to protect Minseok makes it very, very clear how you feel about him as well. You three are sneaky, but anyone who knows you all can tell there’s something there.”

I look down at the table, seeing a small carving in the table of BBH. I vague remember Baekhyun mentioning doing this when he was drunk.  I tried to keep my face from getting redder and redder. “And you don’t think that it’s… weird or wrong…?”

“When I was younger, I probably would have,” He admits honestly, stirring his drink with a straw. “But now… I mean, you’re not hurting anyone, so who cares. I just want you to be happy. Besides, you’re my daughter and you deserve at least two people who love you, if not more.”

“Dad,” I say, kicking him softly, “Don’t get to soft on me, old man.”

The door opens with a chime as I look over and see Sehun and Minseok walk in. They look over, seeing me and, at the same time, smiles break out on their faces. As they walk closer, they notice my father sitting in front of me. I move over, as Sehun quickly sites next to me. Minseok smiles, taking his suit jacket off and placing it over on the next table.

“Hello, your Highness,” Minseok says, sitting next to him as he starts to roll up his sleeves. His hair still neat and perfectly styled, his glasses on his face as he smiles. His hair a new color, just jet black. It looked nice and soft.

Sehun just nods in his direction as Mrs. Odd sets a glass of lemon and lime soda in front of Sehun and a mug of hot green tea for Minseok. She smiles at them, before walking off. Sehun was in sweatpants and a black tee. He looked like he was probably dancing with Yixing and Jongin before taking a shower and getting Minseok. His brown hair was a bit damp still.

“I called here and told her we’re coming,” Sehun says, looking at me, answering my question I was about to ask before I could.

“What have you both done all day,” I ask, looking at Minseok.

Minseok just shrugs, “I worked. Thankfully, though, It’s calming down so I can actually have a few days off. Unless there are emergencies, of course.”

Sehun leans back, “Got school stuff in order, made an appointment at a massage therapist for Jun as a gift since he needs to relax, helped Cera with something secret, danced for a bit and yanked Minseok away from his work for the night. What about you both?”

“Junk food, art supplies, walking around and then dinner,” I say with a smile. I glance at Minseok, “Which days are you planning to have off?”

“I’m thinking the weekend,” He says, smiling as he holds his cup of hot tea in front of him, the steam rolling up and fogging his glasses. He sights, taking them off and folding them. “After all, people I want to see have those days off, and they’re the most exciting days of the week.”

Sehun pouts, resting his chin in his hand. “I can’t believe I’m the one who has the most classes this upcoming semester.”

I smile, “I only have this last one. Going to graduate early.”

Dad just smiles at me, “I take it you won’t want a graduation party, then.”

“Oh, yeah, I do,” I say with a smirk, sarcasm biting at every word. “Just, you know, without the people and the catering food all for me!”

“Has anyone told you gluttony is a deadly sin,” Minseok says, smirking. With the Naevoor’s in town, talk of religion and sins has been at an all time high in my life.

“I will end you, Minseok,” I say, giving him a glare. He laughed it off easily. “God, I can’t believe they would have thought I would have actually agreed to marry that piece of shit.”

Sehun just smirks at Minseok, “There are other deadly sins too, Minnie. You’re guilty of them too. I’m sure all of us are. I can think of a few...”

My father just huffs, “Please refrain from flirting with each other and my daughter while I’m here. I’d greatly appreciate it.”

Sehun choked on his soda that he was drinking, causing a coughing fit from him. Minseok’s eyes were wide, as he looks over at the acting king. A blush was clear on all three of our faces as my dad just took a sip of his soda, giving us a knowing look.

“Sorry, sir,” Minseok says awkwardly.

My dad just looks at Sehun, then to Minseok. “Listen, I’m not stupid. I notice things. I know the three of you are together. Just… if either of you hurt her, I will make sure no one finds both of your bodies, am I clear?”

Sehun looks at him, directly, “I wouldn’t. Never.”

Minseok cleared his throat, “Both of us wouldn’t… we… we love her, sir.”

“I know,” My father says, a small smile on his face. “I can see it. Trust me, all of your friend see it too. Especially Junmyeon and Yixing. They’re just waiting for Sehun to tell them.”

Sehun rolls his eyes, crossing his arms. Though there was a slight smile on his lips, “Those fucking shitheads.”

I smile, listening as the three of them talk about things. I’m glad they are fine with me being quiet, just watching and smiling. We ate quickly, before deciding to call it a night. Minseok, holding his jacket as we watch my father drive off and back to the palace. He turns, smiling at me. “We still have a few cookies and some ice cream at my place.”

Sehun wraps his arms around my shoulders, setting his head on top of mine as I just smile at the eldest of the three of us, nodding. The ride was quick, Sehun deciding to drive since it was his car. I was in the back seat, smiling as I listen to Minseok scold Sehun on school related things and Sehun snap back with a retort about work.

Soon, the large seaside house was in front of us as we decided to watch a movie in the theater room as I ate on some sweets.The movie was sweet, Sehun sat in between Minseok and I as he constantly shifted his head from laying on me to laying on Minseok. It wasn’t until halfway through the movie Minseok pulled me from the other side, setting me so that I was sat on his lap, my legs over Sehun’s. Something about wanting to cuddle me too. I smile, resting my head on him as Sehun did the same, his hands rubbing soft circles on my legs.

It was some movie that they wanted to watch, so I’m fairly certain I napped for a few minutes. I just felt nice and warm. Safe. Safety is such a nice feeling, one that I appreciated more and more everyday I was with them. The steady heartbeat from Minseok’s chest, Sehun’s fingers drawing patterns on my skin absentmindedly. I woke up close to the end, not caring and keeping my eyes closed. I snuggled into Minseok a bit more. Usually, the few times I’ve done this before, I’m met with a small chuckle and a sweet comment. This time, I could a small, soft groan from him.

Sehun pinched my leg, looking at me before he starts to write words on my skin. W… H… I… until, finally what Sehun wanted me to know was completely obvious as to why Minseok groaned.

‘While you were sleeping there was a sex scene’, he wrote out. ‘Move a little and you’ll see’.

I move again, now feeling Minseok’s arousal under me. I smile, looking at Sehun before giving him a wink. He winks back, as we just bide out time for the movie to finish.

The credits started to roll a bit after. The second they did, I gave Minseok’s neck a soft kiss, nibbling a little.

“So you did notice, huh,” He says, rolling his eyes. He glances at Sehun, who just smiled as he leaned over, giving Minseok a kiss.

“Yeah,” I say with a smile. “I guess Sehun and I should fix this.”

Sehun smirks, before giving me a kiss as he looks at Minseok, “I think Minnie should let off some steam.”

I nod, “I remember those foreign judges were criticizing you based on your age. Must have been so hard not to have just told them what to do.”

Minseok groans leaning his head back, “Why did you have to remind me?”

“Because now you get to tell us what you want,” Sehun says. “That is, if Y/N is ok with that.”

I nod, looking at Minseok looks forward, at the both of us. “Yes,” I say with a smile as I watch Minseok smile at me, then Sehun. “I trust you not to hurt me or Sehun.”

“Both of you. Bedroom. Now,” He says, his voice getting darker. “When I get in there I better see you both naked.” He looks at Sehun. He takes his hand, moving it to grab at Sehun’s ass with a smile, “And I want you to be sure to wear my favourite little toy.” He let’s go, leaning back and looking at the two of us, “What are you waiting for? Go.”

Sehun nods, taking my hand in his and lacing our fingers. “Can I touch her, Minnie?”

Minseok’s hand reaches out, tightening in Sehun’s hair and pulling it sharply. Sehun lets out a long moan, looking at him. “What are you supposed to call me?”

“I’m sorry sir,” Sehun says, looking at him as Minseok pulls again, making Sehun let out a small groan, “I’m sorry.”

Minseok let’s his hair go, looking at him. “No, no touching her. I want her to do something special tonight. I want her to see the kind of mess you can be.”

I smile, nodding, letting my imagination run wild. I quickly stand, my hand still holding Sehun’s as we both make our way to the bedroom. I could see Sehun smile, even a bit giddy as we get there.

I quickly start to undress, watching Sehun as he does too. I couldn’t help but smile as he pulls down his sweatpants, revealing that we wore no underwear. I couldn’t help but watch him as he undressed.

Sehun quickly opened one of the two beside tabled, getting out a small, purple ring and a bottle of lube. Quickly and with expertease, he pulls the ring on his cock, letting it hug at the very base of it. The second he has it on. He gets on the bed just as Minseok walks in, holding a bag.

“Y/N,” He says, voice hard, daring to be defied. “Come here.”

Obediently, I walk over to him. He was still in his dress pants and shirt as he takes something out from the bag, “Do you know what this is?”

I look at the black harness and straps, nodding. My cheeks go red as I smile up at him. Minseok smirks, “Is it ok?”

I nod, “I’ve never done this before,” I mutter, feeling excited.

Thankfully, he helps me put it on and tighten it around my waist and thighs. “I want to watch you fuck him,” He murmurs in my ear, “But before that, we have to make sure it won’t hurt him. Start with one finger and a lot of lube. He’ll beg you for another finger when he’s ready, right, Sehun?”

Sehun nods, his eyes wide as he watched the two of us. It was like his gaze was transfixed on Minseok and I.

“That sound good for you,” Minseok asks, walking over to the bed.

Sehun nods, “Yes sir, it sounds wonderful.”

Minseok smiles, laughing, “On your knees, Sehun. Show Y/N how much of a cockslut you are.”

“Yes sir,” Sehun nods, flipping over obediently. Nervously, I get on the bed behind him. I take the lube, making sure to get a lot over my fingers before rubbing a little on his hole. The whine that came from Sehun was loud, as I slowly push in my finger. He moans, his hands grab the sheets, “Another, please, Y/N, your fingers as so small!”

Two fingers, spread out as I thrust then in and out. Sehun could sigh in pleasure, pushing back against my hand. I let my hand get faster, pulling little moans out of Sehun.

Minseok opens the drawer, looking in as I push in another finger, as Sehun pushes back against them. “Which one do you want tonight,” Minseok asks, looking at Sehun.

“Blue,” Sehun says, “The blue one, sir.” He looks back at me, “Please, I need more, Y/N!”

Minseok smirks, “I think he’s prepared enough.” Sehun lets out an undignified huff at that sentence as I slip my fingers out. Minseok moves over, attaching the blue dildo onto the strap on I was wearing. “There we go.”

I moved back behind Sehun, Minseok moving behind me, the bag of mysteries beside him. Minseok takes the bottle of lube, before wrapping his hand around the blue dildo, his arms around me. “Don’t touch his cock, Y/N,” Minseok says in my ear, his breath warm on my skin.

“Yes sir,” I say with a nod.

“You make him cum and I’ll make sure to pay you back,” He mutters, kissing my shoulder while looking over it. “Alright, now slow. Put your hands on his hips, he likes that.”

I was thankful Minseok was guiding me though this, as I have no idea where to start with this. He reaches around as I grab Sehun’s hips, my fingers digging into his skin. Minseok’s hands grabs his ass, pulling his cheeks apart. I carefully line it up, before pushing my hips forward. Before, when Sehun and I had sex, he wasn’t loud. Sure, he talked, gasped, groaned and moaned, but it was pretty quiet. Now, no so much. He let out a loud moan, his face turned to the side. “Oh, fuck,” He says, fingers holding the blanket tightly. Finally, I bottom out, giving him a few moments to adjust.

“You did so well, Y/N,” Minseok says in my ear, kissing my shoulder softly. He looks at Sehun in front of us, a smile on his face. “Sehunnie, make sure to tell me when you’re about to cum,” Minseok says, slapping his ass before moving his hands up my skin. I could feel his now bare chest on my back, warm and smooth. “This is our first time, all three of us. I’d hate to have to punish you for being a bad boy.” Minseok nibbled a little on my shoulder, before whispering, “Alright, he’s ready.”

“I will, sir,” He says, his voice loud and airy as I started to slide back out and pushing back in. Sehun was practically mewling, arching his back as he closed his eyes, lost to the feeling. Between that and the feeling of Minseok softly touching and kissing my neck and shoulder, I was getting more and more wet. There was something about the fact that I was making Sehun feel this way that just turned me on more than I thought it would.

Minseok’s hands slide off Sehun, onto my hips and upwards. They got to my chest, lightly playing with my breasts, as he pushed his hips into me, letting me feel his hard erection. I sighed, starting to pick up the pace a little. The moan that came from Sehun was absolutely sinful.

“Sehun, get on you back,” Minseok said, as one of his hands left me to reach into the bag that had the strap on harness in it. I watched, concentrating on moving out of Sehun’s way.

Sehun moved so fast, moaning at the feeling of the blue cock leaving him and gasping as he laid back, his head against the pillows. His cock was hard, lying against his toned stomach as we waited for Minseok’s instructions. Sehun looked so blown away, face red as his eyes met the sight of us, whining at the lack of thrusting. I pushed in again, this time thrusting a bit quicker, though it wasn’t exactly my doing.

Minseok presses his hips into me, pressing mine forward fast. Sehun practically chokes on air, “Fuck, yes, more!”

Lost in the sight of Sehun, I jump a little, feeling something hard on my breast. I look, seeing a little clamp on one of my nipples before Minseok put the other on.

I open my mouth to say something only for Minseok’s fingers to go in. I gasped, hearing the man chuckle behind me. “Look at you both. You’re both like my little sex puppets, arently you?”

“Yes,” Sehun gasped out, moving his hips to connect them to mine in time with my thrusts. I try to mutter the words as best as I could, Minseok’s hand making it difficult. I licked his fingers, making the man behind me let out a small moan.

“Now, fuck Sehun. Don’t go slow. Make him cry from wanting to cum so bad,” Minseok growls into my ear.

Minseok reached his other hand forward, holding Sehun’s hip, keeping him at a specific angle as I pushed my hips forward. Sehun lets out a loud moan, one hand gripping Minseok’s arm as the other held onto the bed tightly. I used one hands to hold Sehun’s other hip while the other was holding Minseok’s arm as he wiggled the fingers in my mouth. I sucked lightly, hearing him take a deep breath behind me.

Minseok softly kisses my shoulder, looking at Sehun, “Sehunnie, be a good little cockslut and tell Y/N how good she’s fucking you.”

Sehun’s eyes opened, looking at the two of us as he just gasps as I thrust my hips forward quickly. “Y/N, it feels so good! Y-you’re a natural at this!”

I couldn’t help but feel some pride at the fact I was the one making Sehun like this. I thrust forward quickly again, this time Sehun cried out, his body arching as his hands grip tighter. “Fuck! Sir, can I cum please?”

I suck on Minseok fingers, waiting to hear what he wanted to say.

“No,” Minseok says, using his hips to thrust mine forward hard again. Sehun yells out, and I moan around Minseok’s fingers as I could feel his very obvious arousal which only seemed to get harder and harder the more he watched us. He looked over my shoulder, watching me push in and out of Sehun. “Not yet. You can last a little longer.”

Sehun’s hand that was gripping the bed moved to grab my wrist. While it was tight, it wasn’t tight enough to leave a bruise. His chest was heaving up and down as he was completely slick with sweat.

I moan as Minseok’s fingers leave my mouth, going and gripping my hair tightly. “Keep going just like that, ok? After he cums, take the harness off and I want you to lay beside him, ok?”

I nod, muttering “Yes Sir!” I watch as Minseok moves from behind me to move next to Sehun. Sehun was looking at him, his eyes desperate as he was moaning and groaning out. Minseok smiles, leaning forward and giving Sehun a quick kiss. He moves, taking Sehun’s cock in his hand as he looks over at him. “You can cum now, Sehun,” Minseok mutters, before wrapping the tip of Sehun’s cock with his mouth, sinking down a little, sucking him as I kept slamming into him.

Sehun’s body shuttered as I tried to keep my pace, thrusting as hard and as fast as I could. He was a yelling moaning mess until he just stopped. All sounds stopped as his body tensed up. A few seconds later, he relaxed lying back against the bed, looking blissful and sexy.

As quickly as I could, I took the harness off, slipping next to Sehun, right between Sehun and Minseok.

Leaning down, Minseok opens his mouth and lets Sehun’s cum land in the valley between my breasts. He looks up, “Stay like this. If any of it spills I’ll spent the rest of the night edging you and never letting you cum, is that understood? That’s there for Sehun.”

“Yes sir,” I say, nodding.

“Sehunnie, are you back down to earth yet,” Minseok asks, his voice soft and sweet.

The prince nods, looking over at me and Minseok. His hair was a bit wet with sweat as he smiles, glancing from myself of Minseok.

“Good,” Minseok says, moving. He quickly starts to remove the last bit of his clothes, Sehun and I just watching with hungry eyes. “Now, I’m going to eat Y/N out, ok baby? I want you to recover and play with her a little. Make sure to lick up the present I left for you too.”

Sehun nods, before turning to me. He leans forward, licking from the bottom of my rib cage to my neck, sucking up the puddle of cum that was there. He quickly smiles, pressing his lips to mine. His tongue met my lips as I opened them, tasting the saltiness of Sehun’s release in his mouth. One of Sehun’s hands pulled lightly at my hair, the other playing with one of the clamps, pulling on it a little.

I could hear Minseok let out a long and loud moan at that, before I felt him pull my legs apart. There was no slowness at all as his tongue instantly met and circled my clit quickly. I pulled away, moaning out loud, some of Sehun’s cum dripping down my chin. Sehun kisses down to my throat, his other hand moving and tugging gently at the clamps on my nipples. I shuttered, one of my hands moving to Minseok’s hair as the other grabbed onto any part of Sehun I could touch.

His tongue was fast and quick, one of his hand moving to my opening, a finger slipping inside. Minseok pulled away, his chin wet. “Damn, you’re so wet. Fucking Sehun really turned you on, hm?”

“Yes sir,” I say and gasp as his finger find the heavenly spot in me, pressing in it softly. “Fuck!” Sehun licks up the spilled cum on my chin, before leaving a bite into my neck.

Another finger, now quicker as Minseok just watches as my breathing quickens. “Sehun, Y/N fucked you so good, the least you can do is some of the things she likes, right? I want you to pull her hair and, when I nod, choke her. Can you do that for me, baby?”

“Yes sir,” Sehun says. He pushes my body up, slipping behind me. I was laying against him, my head on his chest as one hand was loose around my throat, the other giving me a sharp tug to the hair. “Look at him go,” Sehun whispers in my ear. “God, he’s so good at eating you. His chin is literally dripping, Y/N. If fucking me turns you on that much feel free to keep doing it.”

“Fuck,” I say with a gasp, moaning and pushing my hips towards Minseok, who just holds them down with one arm while his fingers thrust into me and he sucks on my clit.

I close my eyes, moaning and pushing myself back into Sehun. “God, he’s so fucking sexy,” Sehun moans in my ear, “I can’t wait to kiss him and taste you. I wonder if he’ll let me lick all of it off him if I ask nicely.” Sehun’s hand pulls at one of the clamps again, as I let out a little scream of pleasure. Minseok’s eyes were on the two of us, watching like a predator. “He’s eating your pussy so good, Y/N. It’s turning me on watching him lick you and finger you.” I felt his hand tighten around my neck. I arch my back, tears coming to my eyes as I look down at Minseok, who was simply there, watching the two of us. Sehun lets go and I yell out a moan. Fucking Sehun turned me on more than I thought it would as I was already feeling like I was going to cum.

“C-can I cum, S-sir,” I ask, out, leaning my head back and looking at Sehun who was just watching me and Minseok, his gaze hungry as he looks over the two of us.

“No, I don’t think so,” Minseok says, before nodding at Sehun once more.

One hand on my throat, the other pulling my hair. My hands gripping Sehun’s legs tightly as I could feel Sehun was already hard again. He lets go and I yell, “Please! Please Sir!”

“Go on then,” Minseok says, before sucking on my clit, three fingers thrusting in and out of me at a brutal pace, hitting the most wonderful of places in me.

Sehun bites down on my shoulder as I scream out, my body shuttering. The hand in my hair remains tight as Minseok kept my hips down forcibly. Tears fell from my eyes as I moaned out word that I couldn’t exactly hear, my mouth working on it’s down before the ball in the pit of my stomach snaps. I yell out, my body igniting in pure pleasure. I was crying, gasping for air desperately before falling limply against Sehun.

My body was covered in sweat as Minseok leaned back, smiling as he looked at Sehun and I. He quickly moved up, kissing Sehun, letting the young prince lick my juices off his lips and chin just like he wanted. Minseok is a very attentive lover. He could hear Sehun say those things even as he concentrated on making me cum. Sehun moans as he licks the eldest, who’s eyes just look from him to me. “Prep her, I have an idea,” Minseok said, smiling as he laid back, his hand grabbing his cock and moving up and down slowly.

In one quick movement, I found myself face down on my knees. I could hear the cap of the lube before one finger slowly enters me. I gasp, his finger feeling foreign there. It’s been a long time since I’ve done this.

“It’s ok,” Sehun says, his lips kissing my lower back softly as he works me open. Then another, making me grip the bed a bit, but it didn’t feel bad. Soon enough, I felt myself thrusting back against his fingers.

“Staddle me, Y/N,” Minseok says, laying down against the bed. I move over him, smiling as I watch him look up at me like I was a wonder of the world. “I want to try both of us with you at the same time. Is that ok?”

I nod, my face feeling hotter than it was. Just the thought of it sounded like it would be amazing. “I’ll tell you if it hurts, I promise.”

Minseok smiles, “Good girl. Now, come here and let me feel your pussy around my cock.”

I line him up, before sinking down slowly. I lean forward, on my hands, feeling Sehun come up behind me, his hand rubbing lube all over his thick cock. I lean, showing him where to put it as I feel the tip of him. Sehun went slow, as I grip the sheets and Minseok. They give me a moment to get use to the feeling. At first it felt like I was going to rip apart at the seams. But after a few moments, my body adjusted and the feeling was absolutely mindblowing. Minseok plants his legs, before slowly thrusting in and out.

I moan loudly, hearing Sehun groan out too. “Fuck,” He gasps, “I can feel you, sir!”

Now Sehun slowly thrusts too, making me gasp and arch my back. This feeling was indescribable. It didn’t take long before they matched their thrusts, moving in and out at the same time.

Minseok reaches up, pulling one of the clamps off my nipple. I yell, body shuddering. Sehun’s hand grabs my hair, pulling my body up and holding me up as Minseok pulls the other clamp off, fingers flicking and pulling on the super sensitive little buds. I couldn’t control the sounds I was making or the words I was saying. My eyes watering as I was crying from how good it felt. It was overwhelming, but it felt so good I didn’t want to stop.

I leaned back against Sehun, looking down and seeing Minseok thrusting up to me. Sehun quickly moves a hand around me, his fingers rubbing my clit and making me scream out, my body quickly tensing as I came quickly. It was like my orgasm was ripped out of me, leaving me screaming. My body was practically boneless after. I felt Sehun tense behind me, his thrusting stopping as he groaned out our names. He pulls out and I could feel his cum leaking out, making me moan. I don’t know why it did, but it just felt so damn good. A second later, Minseok pushes me so that I was lying against the bed.

Smiling, I look up at him as he starts to quickly thrust into me. I was feeling very sensitive as his hands held my hips tighter and tighter. “I want to see you cum on Sehun,” I say, “Please Sir, if that’s ok.”

“Lay down,” Minseok practically growls out over at Sehun. He quickly moves, leaving me and hovering over Sehun. I move, replacing my hands with his as I stroke him, watching as his face contorted in pleasure. Streaks of cum shoot from the tip, landing on Sehun’s chest and abs. Minseok was hunched over as I grip him, making sure to milk as much cum as I could from him.

Before either of them could move, I quickly lick up as much as I could. Minseok just moans at the sight. I move up to Sehun, winking before pressing my lips to his, giving him a sloppy kiss. Sehun moaned at the taste, holding my face to his as his hands run over my skin.

Minseok moved, laying next to Sehun, just watching us as we kiss one another. I moved, letting the little bit of cum that was still in our mouths fall from mine to his as me swallows it quickly, before smiling at me.

“You two are going to be the death of me,” Minseok says, leaning forward and kissing me quickly, before kissing Sehun.

I smile, “I love you both but I need a shower before I can sleep.”

“I think we all do,” Sehun says, looking from me to Minseok.

“No shower sex,” Minseok says, looking at Sehun and I. “Remember, Sehun, we slipped and almost broke something last time.”

“That’s what you took away from that? What I learned is that we should remodel the shower,” Sehun say with a smile. “Put in like a bench or something.”

I smile, before getting up, “You both change the sheets, I’ll get the shower started, deal?”

Sehun nods, “And besides, you and I both came twice, but Minnie only got one.”

“Sounds like we need to find a way to even the score,” I say with a grin.

“I said no shower sex,” Minseok says, quickly getting up.

“Shower blowjobs are nowhere near as dangerous,” Sehun says with a smile, before getting up. “Besides, Y/N and I really like the look you get when you watch us kiss when our mouths are full of your cum.”

“I’m going to die from cumming to much,” He says with a smile as he gets some spare sheets.

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Fluff request: the missus getting her period after they tried for a baby and she's sad & defeated so H cheers her up ❤️

Funny enough, I already had most of this typed out and hidden in a word document, so I thought now was a better time as any, to set it free.

Harry insisted his sperm were in hibernation. Though, persistent but by not much, he exclaimed with wild arms that, “They just need to wake up! Trying to put them to good use,” and even, “You swallowed all the good ones,” which earned him a hard slap to the arm. Putting them to good use or not, not much was happening except an abundance of negative pregnancy tests, and an overwhelming thought that maybe - though the doctors said you both were healthy and it’ll happen when it happens - now wasn’t the time.

But Harry wasn’t having any of that.

Sex turned into a daily scheduled activity, whether it was slow and sensual as the sun was rising, where every one of your senses were fuzzy with sleep, and the only thing you could feel, smell, touch, taste, even touch, was him. With every deep roll of his hips into you, every moan leaving his lips and every bite, kiss, thrust, and gasp, all surrounding you until you’re both panting, a sweaty mess above the sheets.

And then your alarms go off.

And then the kids are awake.

And both of you are up and moving, the highs off your orgasms having being left in bed.

Unlike before the two of you got married, before kids were in the picture, the babymaking part felt like a piece of cake. Quickie in the kitchen while dinner was cooking? Sure. Reverse cowgirl on the sofa while reruns of Johnathon Ross were playing in the background? Go for it. (Except for that one time when it was a rerun of the episode where the boys were on and Niall almost pissed himself—Harry was a bit distracted then.)

Now, with two children needing your constant attention, spontaneous sex sessions were nearly a thing of the past, unless their Auntie Gem or one of their uncles wanted to watch them, and even then, with a quite house and no children to interrupt you, a nap always seemed to be better fit.

It was Harry who brought up trying for a third, even after the disaster at dinner when your youngest son threw a tantrum and decided spaghetti appealed better on the floor, and your oldest daughter elected that said spaghetti looked too much like worms and straight up refused to eat.

The words left his lips so easily.

“How do you feel about a third?”

As exciting as it sounded, you couldn’t help but shrink into the covers lightly. The two you had were two little handfuls and tough enough as is, but they weren’t your babies anymore. With a 5-year-old who was exploring her independence in her newfound freedom, and a toddler who had just entered his terrible two’s – who also seemed to have taken over being a drama king just like his father – so the idea of adding another little cherub into the mix did make you feel uncertain, until you looked at your family and knew it wasn’t complete, at least not yet.

And thus, the babymaking process was set forth.

Much like the previous times, the two of you were prepared to be met with a positive test early on, but it appeared this time around, his sperm were feeling a bit lazy.

“Promise you they work, love.”

But as you woke up that morning with horrid cramps, and the stained bedsheets seeming to mock you as you scrutinize over your box of tampons, you felt defeated. You weren’t sure how long you and Harry had been at this this time around, and as another cramp rocked through you, the more at loss you felt.

“We just have to keep trying. That’s the fun part anyway.” He laughed – more forced than anything – and turned your way. “The doctors say we have nothing to worry about, love. It’s just taking a bit more time this time around.”

You don’t say anything back, but watch as Harry redresses the bed and falls back on the sheets with a heavy sigh. You study his features, his mind lost elsewhere, and as he scrunches his eyebrows, he perks up and meets your gaze with an attentive stare.

“We need to get away – just the two of us. Find a quiet village or some island and just have at it. A morning fuck here and there isn’t going to do it, love.”

He was right, and if it were to work, it would take longer than the two of you were willing to wait. And most nights, the two of you were too tired to even think about sex, let alone worry about a sneaky pair of feet greeting you amid the action.

“I can find a time that works best for us. And I’m sure their nan would love to have the kiddos for a little bit. Especially for such a good cause.”

You can’t help but chuckle to that, because God forbid Harry will let it slip that, “Missus and I need some alone time – if you know what I mean—” Which will earn an eyeroll from his mum, and a slap in the arm from you.

“Think we need a dad and mum holiday anyway.” You retort, coming to sit beside him on the bed. “When’s the last time we went anywhere by ourselves?”

Harry doesn’t have to think before replying, “Honeymoon.”

You wish you could say he was lying, but doing a quick overview of the past five years, he was unfortunately right.

“It’ll be fun.” He pauses, leaning over to kiss your head. “Plus, I don’t plan on leaving the bed once, so I have no doubt we will be leaving there with a bun in the oven.”

To that, you rolled your eyes, but you prayed to God he was right.

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Unforgettable Part 1/?

Summary: You thought your life would be played out they way you thought. But due to a tragic event, you left everything, including your soulmate, Bucky Barnes.  Pairing: Deadpool x Reader (platonic friendship) Bucky Barnes x Reader (eventually) Word Count:1830 Warnings: Language, angst A/N: Hey :) So this is my first fic series and it’s very slow burned. There’s a lot to the story, and if y’all enjoy it, please let me know and I’d be happy to continue it! This is a very angsty fic, so I’m warning you now. Feedback is welcomed 💜

3 years.

It’s been 3 years since you left your family…

You left your home…

Your friends…

And your lover.

You don’t remember the last time you genuinely smiled, or laughed, or even lived.

Every day was the same. You’d sleep throughout the day, not giving a fuck about the world that seemed to be all sunshine and rainbows. When in truth, the world is pretty fucked up and you’d wondered why people would waste their time having fun, going out, having children, being in love…

They have no idea what goes on in secrecy. What evil organizations are trying to take over the world, an alien invasion, mutant war or the attack of robots who deem that humanity is the reason for everything horrible in the world. And guess what, that robotic, red-eyed son of a bitch was right, however you believed it’s the ones who set out to perfect the human race or did unspeakable things deserve to get rid of from this world and the next. But there were only a few who could work together to save mankind from things that.

Of course, you used to be in a team, but then again that was a time where things were much simpler.

At night, you’d go out and find any suspicious activity. Whether it was saving people lives from criminals or hunting down assholes who have wronged so many and hurt a dozen or so. It didn’t matter. You didn’t care. As long as you showed fear in those who have done or did horrendous acts. They didn’t deserve to be happy, why should they. They’re all scumbags, lacking emotions. They were just… things without a soul. Lifeless creatures walking amongst the living, who believe to have a purpose in the world.

You used to have a purpose. Not anymore.

By dawn, your clothes would be ripped, drenched in blood, sweat, and dirt. You’d look like you stepped out of a horror movie, however, it was reality. You fought with your own inner demons on a daily basis. Oh wait, you’d forget you can sense emotions radiating off of people. You still weren’t used to absorbing all the emotions people felt. You learned to turn off yours a long time ago.

You didn’t need them; you were emotionless.

You weren’t always like this. There was a time where you loved helping people deal with their feelings to try and get them to be happy. Life always fascinated you. You were intrigued with the world and what is was capable of doing, showing and creating. It was a beautiful white canvas that was painted over with mother nature’s intendancies and desires. But you saw the world and life colorless, black and white with red.

You never knew who your real parents were. You were put in an orphanage at the age of 13. You had no memory of your previous years. It was like someone deprived you of that, yet you had no clue if you had maybe suffered through something traumatic or had a medical condition that caused you to have long term memory loss, learning how to do everything again, creating a new identity. A new you.

At the age of 15, you were sent to a foster home. You had a loving family and a brother who would do anything for you. However, knowing the life you set for yourself, you pushed them out your life, no shut them out. They were safe not knowing where you were, if you’re alive or not. You remember the first time they freaked out over your powers. Yeah, more than one. Not only could you feel what others were feeling, but you emitted energy in form of blue fire, wrapping around your hands. It’s also powered my emotions.

Your own actually.

You had to be careful not to get upset or angry or else you’d send a wave of power, damaging a whole lot. You found this out when you were being examined and tested by Bruce Banner. He was fascinated by your molecular makeup and so was Tony. Well, Tony cared about perfecting you in any way possible, building weapons and gadgets to help you aim your powers whenever they got out of control.

You were anything but in control.

Your foster parents had thrown you a birthday party when the lights went out. You got upset and when your foster mother tried calming you down, but you got more upset. You balled your fists and blue fire appeared, lighting up the room in the most exquisite and mesmerizing color. They were afraid to touch you but as you saw the fear and worry they had, the blue orbs disappeared. You leaped into their arms and started crying, trying to understand what was going on. They told you, you brought light into their lives. You smiled a bit at the memory. They didn’t know what to do but to keep your powers a secret so that people didn’t hurt you. You were their daughter and they protected and cared for you as long as they could.

As long as you would.  

You longed to go back and stop the things that brought you here in the first place. Life was slipping through your delicate hands that were now tough and torn from your lack of caring. Sure, you were still beautiful, capturing the eyes of any male or female who found you exquisite and stunning. But you just couldn’t keep up with yourself. People came first rather than you. That’s how its always been. Your fears came true and you were living in one for the rest of your life until you draw your last breath…

Trapped.  

***                          

You groan, hearing your alarm go off and you slam your fist on the device before snapping your eyes open and seeing it in a million pieces. Shit, you cursed at yourself and shifted around the bed, trying to get in a better position to sleep your ass off. However, your roommate started blaring music around the house as a reminder to wake you up. You grabbed an unoccupied pillow and covered it over your head and ears, blocking the horrendous music from ruining your precious sleep. But the sound of the door, slamming open and hitting the wall startled you.

“Ya know Y/n, it’s not healthy to sleep your ass off all day. How else are ya gonna get that ass nice and firm?”

“Get the fuck out Wade!” You threw that same pillow at his head, which he skillfully blocked by ducking his head then turning back to you, plopping himself on the bed. Your roommate is indeed, Deadpool himself. He found you struggling in an alleyway, pressed against a brick wall with some smug bastard’s hands around your throat. He swooped in and saved your life. Well, you used your powers to throw the guy off you and he shot him before he could hit the ground but he was fascinated with the fact that you were a mutant. You two instantly grew fond of each other and he’s been your friend ever since.

But that didn’t change the fact of how annoying this son of a bitch was.

“That really hurt my feelings. I thought we were more than an abusive relationship Y/n? I thought you loved me?” He says with his stupid sarcastic voice that makes you wanna punch the daylights out of him. You growl and sit up, flashing the Freddy Kruger, looking guy a fake smile.

“I’m up asshole. Now go and fuck up someone else’s day, okay?” You rolled your eyes and looked at the other clock you had on your dresser, 8:30 p.m. You signed and hopped out of bed, making your way to your bathroom to get dressed and freshen up.

He casually follows.

“So what’s for today’s agenda, you apathetic little troll? Gonna go guns blazzin’ in another supermarket?” He snickers and bends over, laughing like he saw someone run into a glass window.

“No asshole. I didn’t know that jerk was gonna run in there in the first place. I didn’t wanna lose him, and it’s not like I shot anyone besides that criminal.”

“Y/n… you shot him in the dick.” He cringes. “Even I felt that one. You took his babymaker away. How else is he supposed to cumpie in women?”

Your eyes shot wide open and your nostrils flared at his comment and you threw your switchblade from the bathroom, stabbing Wade in the chest. He looks down at the weapon as if nothing happened and looks back up to you, in total disbelief.

“Baby, what did I say about throwing your toys everywhere? People can get seriously hurt.” He pulls out the blade, groaning before wiping off the blood and handing it back to you.

“We need counseling sweetheart. I-I don’t think I can live like this.” The smug bastard pretends to cry and sound hurt, but you know he’s all act. He’s like a walking bad comedy movie that you wish never existed. You pinch the bridge of your nose showing how frustrated and agitated you were becoming.

“Wade, is there a reason why you’re being more of a complete ass this evening? You’re usually hanging out with that idiot who doesn’t know how to speak when I’m around… What’s his name like rodent or something?” You lean against the door frame with a raised eyebrow.

“Oh, you mean Weasel?  He tried wearing my suit but hurt himself by tripping on it and banging his head against the coffee table, so he’s home…away from me.” He chuckles and you shake your, walking towards your closet, fetching your boots.

“Ohhh, and some Cap guy called your cell today. I thought I was the only other person who knew your number?” He stands in front of you with his arms crossed. You froze and your anxiety levels rising.

“Wh-when did h-he call?”

“This morning. I told him you were out…” He bends down, taking your hand in his, snapping you from your thoughts.

“Hey, it’s alright. I think you should talk to him, he sounded concerned.” You nod your head and look up at him.

“Yeah, yeah… just give me some time.”

Wade nods and kisses your forehead before getting up and walking out the room. You glance at your cell sitting on the nightstand, across the room. You sit there for a good hour, contemplating if you should contact the only people who knew the Y/n before she died. You were a new person. How would they handle that? What did he want? Did… did something happen?

Panic strikes within you and you leap up, sprinting across the room, grabbing your phone, before dialing Steve’s number. It wasn’t saved on your phone, no. You knew it by heart.

Ring, ring…

Your breathing hitches as you hear the familiar voice that was once warm and inviting to desperate and exhausted.

“Y/n? We need your help.”

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Immortal Game Chapter 25

Chapter 25

Connection

Victoria kicked him in the groin hard.

“I’m NOT yours.”

He cries out and grasps her hands hard.

“Yes you are!”

“What is wrong with you? I’m not yours until we’re married and right now you’re not making me wanna marry you.”

He chuckles. “But you know you can’t turn me down.”

“Yes I can.”

“If you wanna die sure.”

“I’d rather die than spend the rest of my life with a rapist like you.”

He put a shot in her arm and it made her nearly drop off into sleep and U-Kwon returned to normal. That wasn’t that fun. Not like Suzy had been. Although Victoria was very out of it she could still see that it was U-Kwon. Her half brother. He walked back and forth. What could he do to make her open up nicely? He really didn’t want to seduce her though. Victoria tried to get up slowly. He looks over and pushed her down. She tried to kick him. He frowned. Victoria knew she had to get away, she couldn’t let this happen. He added more to her system to knock her out. It knocked her out enough to not be able to move really but she was still aware of everything around her. U-Kwon sat down and began to look over what he could do.  Victoria tried to reach into her pocket to get out Krystal’s phone. U-Kwon wasn’t paying attention. She fumbled around with it and finally got it out of her pocket. She managed to find Ken’s number and called him, putting it on speaker phone. When Ken answered he was about to ask Krystal what was wrong when he heard U-Kwon’s voice.

“That didn’t work. What is with this bitch? How come she’s so fighty? That’s not like what I’ve researched about her at all. So now what do I do if she doesn’t just accept it like Suzy just accepted me?”

“Maybe I’ve changed,” Victoria said, “Not everyone just accepts things.”

He snorts. “As if that’s true. And how the hell are you still awake? Am I gonna have to strangle you?”

“I’m a lot tougher than ya think U-Kwon.”

He stood up and returned to Gikwang and sneers. “Looks like you need to be taught a lesson, bride-to-be.”

“I’m not your bride.”

“You are. I’m Gikwang. You’re Krystal.”

“And I just decided I’m not gonna marry you.”

‘Gikwang’ laughs. “And you know what’s gonna happen then. You die.”

She smirked slightly.

“I know.”

With any luck she would still be in Krystal’s body if and when that happened.

“I guess if you’re gonna die I might as well enjoy you now.”

He reached for her again. She bat him away tiredly. Ken had heard enough. He’d had it recording the whole time so he ended the call, sent the file to his dad, and ran to try and find Krystal. His father was busy dealing with other problems so he didn’t see the file from Ken. He finally found then right as ‘Gikwang’ had her all tied down and was about to take her. He knocked him down. Victoria was just able to make out that some guy had taken U-Kwon off of her. He growls, hit Ken, angry to be seen by someone other than Krystal and managed to leave quickly after that. Victoria only heard the growling before she completely knocked out because of the drugs. Ken helped her back to her place and Leo. She was still unconscious when he arrived with her. He set her down on the bed.

“What happened?” Luna asked.

“Suzy.... we got U-Kwon. He tried to do the same to Krystal, that he did to you. As Gikwang.”

Suzy’s eyes went wide.

“It’s Victoria actually,” Victoria said as she briefly started to gain consciousness.

“Oh right. I forgot you two switched....” Ken said.

“Three times,” she mumbled.

“Anyway, he tried to get Krystal. So I sent a recording of it to Dad.”

“Your dad is finally gonna take care of this?”

“I hope so.”

“Good, it’s about time.”

Ken looks down at Victoria.

“I’m fine.”

“Thank goodness.”

“U-Kwon doesn’t scare me.”

“He should.”

“That just makes him feel more powerful.”

“Well I suppose.”

“Go home Ken.”

He sighs and left. Victoria would’ve liked to spend time with Ken but she was worried she’d get him in trouble. And right now that was not what he needed. Ken went to his father. Their dad had brought U-Kwon in and was yelling at him. Their dad looked furious and it was clear U-Kwon was not getting away with it for a second time. Ken didn’t smirk he just went to stand beside his father.

“Not only is this the second time you’ve done this but it is also from the same group!” their father yelled at U-Kwon. “You’ve disgraced our family and almost got Ken killed! As of now you are officially out. You are not my son, you will not be the heir and society will deal with you in their way. I do not want to see you ever again.”

“Like hell! You don’t even.... Do you even know how hard that fucking was? Of course I was trying to kill Ken. Don’t tell me you didn’t kill off your own sibling to be King,” he sneered.

“I NEVER killed my siblings!” their father hissed and his eyes turned blood red. “I was appointed by my father, as Ken has been. Nobody like you could ever rule a clan properly.”

U-Kwon hisses back and wanted to attack but instead gave a look at Ken and he made himself to look away so he didn’t look at U-Kwon. Their father then picked U-Kwon up by the scruff of his neck and threw him out the window. Ken sighs in relief.

“I’m glad you got that Father.”

“I’m sure you would’ve come and seen me if I hadn’t.”

“I was on my way to,” he responds sheepishly. “It was actually Victoria in Krystal’s body and was able to resist him and call me smartly. She knew it wasn’t Gikwang.”

“She’s still in Krystal’s body?”

“They’re still switching back and forth.”

He nods a little.

“I think U-Kwon was right though. If it had been Krystal, she woulda taken it. Even though she wouldn’t want to be raped.”

“Victoria did have a lot of fight in her.”

“Yeah, she’s a good girl. She even stood up to you and said no. And you know no one says no to you.”

“Yes, that is true, but sadly that also means she’ll die soon.”

"No. I don't think so."

"It is out of our hands no matter what."

He nods at that. It was true.

"You coming back now?"

"Yes Father. But I want to chose my wife. And I mean one."

“One! You are being ridiculous Ken, you need at least two so you have plenty of heirs just in case something happens.”

"Why should I have a second woman whom I don't love in my life? It's not fair for me and it's not fair for her."

“Because it’s right for the clan. Do you think I wanted a second wife? I took one because I wanted to make sure I had heirs in case anything happened.”

“Dad I already know who I want to marry. And she couldn’t handle sharing me. It would break her. And I don’t wanna be with another woman anyway. Heirs, plenty of them, will happen. If I’m with the woman I love it’s easy to be horny. I don’t get how you could be horny with the women you didn’t love. And your ideas are archaic dad. Just like the idea that females can’t lead. You can’t even see how amazing of a leader Victoria could be because she’s a girl. You don’t look at the rest of our half sisters. It’s a wonder I have any decent brothers who don’t just see girls as babymakers. It’s a wonder there are ANY decent vampire males.”

“Watch your mouth,” his father hissed at him and his eyes glowed red. “If you’d never returned and Victoria hadn’t left she would’ve been the heir. As for my wives, I love all of them and the same goes for my children.”

“Well that’s you... I still can’t see myself loving anyone else than Suzy,” he mumbles.

“SUZY! She’s not even the same species!”

“And? U-Kwon’s kids are proof enough it’s possible.”

“That is not the point. The whole clan will become outcasts in our society.”

He squeezes his fist. He had to leave before this conversation became an insane fight. “I’ll see you later.”

He turned and ran off, back to Suzy. He sometimes hated his father only thinking of vampire society instead of what’s actually right. He wasn’t even sure if he believed his father that Victoria woulda been ruler. His father sighed but sent him a text.

“You are the heir, no matter who you mate. If the clan members leave or suffer because of that choice it is on you. I’m stepping down tomorrow, I expect you to return then.”

“I’ll be there, but I need to talk.”

“Fine.”

He didn’t specify Suzy since he didn’t care if his father thought it was him. He needed to talk with Suzy about this. By the time Ken got back Victoria was physically doing much better. Ken gave her a bow and went to go talk to Suzy. There was gonna be tears. He knew that. From her. And screaming. Victoria gave him a slight nod although she had no idea why he was acting so strange. He was older and the heir so he shouldn’t be bowing to her. He closed the door to Krystal and Suzy’s room and began to talk with her. Victoria did her best not to listen in, it was clearly a private conversation. But it was hard when soon enough loud tears and screams came from Suzy’s mouth at Ken. Victoria winced a little, it was clear things weren’t going well for Ken. Ken let her get hysterical. Victoria grabbed her keys and phone and left. She needed some air.

“You bitch.”

Victoria jumped and looked around. U-Kwon was there.

“I’m taking you out.”

“You got yourself kicked out of the clan.”

“No.”

“Yes, you just refuse to admit it.”

"No."

Victoria smirked a little.

"It'll all be fine later."

“Yeah, for me.”

"For me."

“Yeah right. You’re not protected anymore. Junhyung is gonna kill ya.”

"Not before you're dead," he responds attacking her.

Victoria was ready for it. Her eyes turned a different color and the claws came out as she dodged him. He turned and scratched at her. Victoria didn’t even flinch, she had a high pain tolerance. Krystal's body was crying. Victoria fought back though. She had to deal with him, even if it killed her. But soon enough they were surrounded by both U-Kwon's guys and a bunch of Krystal's clan members. Victoria wished she was in her own body, she knew how to fight in it. She was a good fighter but it was a little awkward in Krystal’s body. The clan members surrounded her to fight for her. Victoria waved them off though.

“U-Kwon is mine.”

“Your Highness.”

“You may have a power but I was always the better fighter,” She said glaring at U-Kwon.

He laughs. A second later a knife was flying through the air and hit U-Kwon right in the heart. He coughs and fell down. She smirked and pulled out another knife and slowly walked toward him, a look in her eye that he’d never seen before but it was a terrifying look.

“W...What the hell?”

“Trying to rape me? You’ve gone off your rocker and then going and blaming your own brother for raping my friend? Did ya think you’d be able to just get away with it. That I’d let you go that easily,” Victoria said in a creepy tone as she played with the knife.

“Of course. So he could be dead.”

“Well he’s not dead now is he? He’s going to be the heir and you have been kicked to the streets. You lose.”

He hisses and struggled to get up. She used her foot and pressed the knife deeper into his heart.

“Now this knife,” she said as she twirled it around, “it’s special. It has been soaked in garlic oil. Ya can’t smell it but one little nick and it would kill you.”

He cries out.

“Unlike me, you’ve got nobody in the world to help you. And that is your weakest point.”

He tried to go back at her. Victoria pushed the dagger into his heart further and then plunged the dagger dipped in garlic oil into his head, right between his eyes. He coughed and died quickly. Victoria then took the two knives out of  him and wiped them off before she hid them back in her sleeves and then walked off without a second look. They all look at each other and left. Victoria texted Suzy and Krystal, “He’s dead,” and then pocketed her phone. No doubt one of them would inform Junhyung and it was U-Kwon’s own fault. There was no way she could’ve killed him if he’d been in the clan but since he’d gotten kicked out like she had then she could kill him.

“Damn. I wanted to kill him.”

“Guess Krystal wanted to do it more,” his second said.

“It wasn’t Krystal,” Junhyung said with a sigh.

“Huh?”

“Nevermind.”

“Okay…”

He hit the wall. His second left, it was clear Junhyung was mad and it was best to not be around when he was like this. Suzy was crying in relief. Luna gave her a little pat and wrapped her arm around her. She sniffs and looks at Luna.

“What am I gonna do? I mean I’m so relieved but.... I might have to cut my relationship with Ken.”

“Why do you think you have to cut ties with Ken?”

“Well he just talked with his dad, and while he wants to marry me, if he only marries me they’ll be outcast. And I couldn’t share my man.”

“Would you be happy with anyone else though?”

“I... had a crush on Ren?” she tried to play it off. “No,” she finally admitted.

“Then say yes.”

“To what? A half marriage? Or being an unknown mistress?”

“It wouldn’t be a half marriage. Ken’s not like that, both you and I know that.”

"I know but he can't help it cuz it's what is expected of him."

“Did he say that he would take another wife?”

"He said that we should talk it out and that was the number one thing he said."

“Then talk it out. Don’t just say no right away.”

"I can't deal with those relationship options Luna!"

Luna sighed.

“I still think you two should talk before you flat out say no.”

She sniffs and nods. Luna smiles a little and gave her a tight hug. She wipes her eyes.

“You’re gonna be fine.”

“I don’t know.”

Luna squeezed her hand.

“I hope.”

“I know.”

She sniffs.

“Whatever happens he still will love you the most.”

“Yeah I know.”

“Good.”

She sighs.

“Come on, lets go find something to eat.”

“Okay.”

Luna smiles and took Suzy’s hand. She let Luna take her somewhere. Luna took Suzy to her favorite restaurant. Meanwhile Victoria was headed back to the dorm, rather pleased with herself. And when she got to the room, a hand grabbed her from behind and put a gag in her mouth. She kicked and hit whoever it was as hard as she could. He stabbed her hard in the back. Victoria groaned and fell to her knees. At the same time Krystal felt like she’d been stabbed too, in fact she was bleeding. Krystal cried out in surprise and turned to see who it was but there was no one there.

“What’s wrong?” Eunji asked.

“I... I’m bleeding...”

“What!?”

“I.... I don’t know.... Why....”

“Come on, let’s get you home.”

She shudders.

“What if something happened.... To Victoria? To my body?”

“I’ll have Leo check it out but we should get you home.”

She slowly nods and leans into Eunji as she began to lose consciousness. Eunji picked her up and carried Krystal to her car as she called Leo. Leo answered immediately.

“What’s up?”

“Go check on Victoria right now. Krystal is bleeding but nobody has touched her.”

His eyes went wide. “On it!”

Eunji quickly drove Krystal back to Leo’s since that was were she was currently staying. Leo was texting Junhyung and knocking on JR’s door. They had a problem. Victoria, in Krystal’s body, was missing. JR opened the door half naked and a towel wrapped around his waist.

“Hey Leo what’s up?”

“Victoria... well Krystal is missing.”

“What?”

“Victoria in Krystal’s body. Plus Krystal in Victoria’s body started bleeding but she hadn’t been attacked.”

“Who would want to hurt either of them?”

“I don’t know but I’m worried.”

“Yeah...me too.”

“Will you help me?”

“Of course.”

“Just make sure you’re dressed.”

“Give me two minutes, I was at the gym.”

“Fine. It’ll be enough time for Junhyung to come anyway.”

“Okay.”

Leo went inside and sat down, not happy about it. JR went to his room to get changed. He didn’t like it either. Junhyung came soon and Leo let him in before he blew up. JR came out a few minutes later.

“Okay, lets go.”

“There was blood on Krystal’s floor and a masked scent,” Leo said.

“Who would be after Krystal? It’s not like she’s wronged anyone.”

“It could be one of U-Kwon’s guys. Victoria in Krystal’s body took him out only an hour ago,” Junhyung offered.

“That is true but the band was just on the news.”

“Yeah but she killed him. So U-Kwon couldn’t be in anymore songs even if he wanted to.”

“Yeah, I know.”

Junhyung sighs.

“I still think they’d be a good place to start.”

“Fine by me.”

Leo nods as Junhyung turns and ran off to where the guys should be. JR and Leo followed him, right on his heels. Junhyung started to stake it out and Leo gave a sniff.

“Same weird scent,” he said softly.

“Something is definitely going on,” JR said as he crept up behind them to watch.

Junhyung growls silently, nodding. The guys hid on the rooftop of the apartment complex across the street and watched the place. There were people bustling back and forth. For a while they didn’t seen anything out of the ordinary. Things looked completely fine. But then they saw U-Kwon and a bloody woman.

“I thought U-Kwon was dead,” JR said in a low tone.

“She sent Krystal that she did, including a photo that Krystal forwarded to me,” Junhyung says in confusion.

“U-Kwon doesn’t have a power we don’t know about does he?”

“Um..... that would be insanity.”

“Very funny,” JR said. “But I’m being serious. Although Victoria doesn’t have any it’s not uncommon for vampire heirs or leaders to have one or two powers.”

Junhyung nods a little.

“Then it must be so.”

“Yeah but what? We should figure that out before we just go and attack.”

"How are we gonna figure it out?"

“Maybe Ken knows.”

Leo nods and contacted Ken.

"Um... I... I think it's... Body doubles?"

JR looked at Leo.

"He says he thinks it's body doubles. In other words, Victoria coulda killed a body double."

“Terrific, then we won’t know if we’ve taken him out or not.”

"No we won't."

JR sighs. Terrific, that just made their life that much more difficult.

"Yeah. This isn't good."

“So what do we do now?”

"We try to figure out how to jump them."

“Yeah, but who knows if his band members are in on it.”

“We don’t, which means we’re probably gonna be prepared to be up against all of them.”

JR nods.

“There is five and then U-Kwon and we should take the others out just in case we all have to deal with U-Kwon.”

JR nods again, “Yeah….guess that makes sense.”

He nods and Leo took a deep breath and then after a bit found a good back way in. The guys followed him, Leo was the best at this sort of stuff. He slowly walked around. The guys did their best to stay quiet. They were able to take one or two by surprise this way, slowly making their way to the room they’d seen from outside. JR was rather good, working out so much paid off really well. Leo sighs at that. It was good. JR gave him a wink as they got close to the door. Leo bit his lip. If she was dead, he was going to make sure U-Kwon felt it before he died. JR. gave a little nod to Junhyung and Leo and then kicked open the door. Junhyung was right behind and Leo was last. JR looked around, taking in the scene. Krystal’s bloodied body with Victoria in it, was tied up and bleeding still. There was no sign of U-Kwon, at first, but then they could smell him as they got closer to Krystal.

“Come out asshole,” Junhyung growls.

U-Kwon slowly became visible.

“Hello again dog.”

“You fucked up my daughter.”

“Look at it on the bright side, you got two grandkids.”

He growls more. U-Kwon chuckled.

“Now this one, well this one is just trouble. Hard to believe you’d stand for her.”

“She’s Krystal, my assistant.”

“She’s a very bad assistant.”

“No. She’s the best assistant.”

“This scrawny little thing. Please everyone knows she’s just a bitch.”

“She is like a daughter and a best friend and takes my rage and can calm me down,” he growls even more, shifts, and attacks him.

U-Kwon stepped out of the way and hit him across the back with a bat. He growls but Leo attacked him at the same time then and Junhyung turned around and attacked again. Two other U-Kwon’s appeared in the room and JR went after them. None of them were sure which one was the real deal. Junhyung and Leo were tearing into the same one and then Leo left to go help JR. JR had already ripped the head off of one of them and was working on the second one. Leo noticed and headed back to help Junhyung. JR didn’t need help. JR finished a few moments later and hurried over to Krystal. Krystal and Victoria had switched back.

“Krystal?” JR asked worried.

She looks at him and her eyes crossed.

“No, no, don’t you die on us.”

She coughs up blood but reached for him. JR picked her up. She curls up into him, tears came from her eyes, and more blood came up. JR called 911 and gave them the address of the warehouse. They came as quickly as possible but it was still 20 minutes while Junhyung, Leo, and U-Kwon were still fighting. U-Kwon was getting in some very good shots. He was a good fighter, and for good reason. Plus he’d been prepared. The paramedics took Krystal quickly. Junhyung and Leo were working hard. JR called Gikwang and Krystal’s dad and once Gikwang had arrived he hurried to go help Leo and Junhyung. The paramedics only let him in when he said he was her fiance and were finally off even though they had been working hard to keep her alive the whole time. Gikwang held her hand, she couldn’t die. No, not now. She looks at him. How did he get there? Gikwang gave her a little smile and squeezed her hand.

“Don’t die.”

She coughs up more blood, her heart getting weaker and then the paramedics helping to try and keep it strong. One of the nurses told Gikwang to step out of the room so they could work. He didn’t want to but did as he was asked. Krystal closed her eyes. She was thinking of Gikwang, wanting him. The doctors worked away, after a few minutes they rushed her to surgery. The surgery lasted at least six hours as there was a lot to do. Ravi kept calling Gikwang and texting him, asking where he was and telling him about the work he was missing. Gikwang finally answered just to get Ravi off of his back. Sending him a short text, “At hospital, fiance in surgery.”

“Oh. I keep getting freaked out by you saying fiance.”

“Well get used to it cuz I have one.”

“Fine. I’ll figure it out.”

"Thank you Ravi."

A few hours later she was being wheeled into recovery. Gikwang was waiting for her. Very worried. They didn't at first let him in but finally they did. Her chest and neck were covered in bandages and she was still slumbering. Gikwang took her hand in his and just held it while he sat down next to her bed. She had been cold but warmed up to that. Gikwang was relieved to see her out of surgery. She was breathing fine and almost conscious. He smiled a little, happy she seemed to be okay now. It looked like she would make it. She groans.

“Krystal?”

She slowly opens her eyes. Gikwang smiles at her. She saw him, and blushed.

Then she tried to ask, “What happened?”

“U-Kwon.”

“Is everyone else okay?”

“I think so. Although I think for some reason Victoria got hurt too, although I don’t know for sure.”

She felt awful over that.

“Things are going to be okay. U-Kwon is dead though.”

“He is?”

“Yes.”

She sighed in relief. Gikwang gave her a little smile. She reached for him and then lost her voice again. Gikwang took her hand again and held it in his. She coughs and closes her eyes. Gikwang smiles a little, she did need to rest. Ravi sent him a check in text.

“She’s out of surgery and in recovery.”

“So can you work tomorrow?”

"Yes, I can "

"Good cuz that's all I could put it off for."

Gikwang chuckled a little.

"If I needed it I am sure you could do more."

"I spoil you too much."

Gikwang laughed.

"Maybe."

"Tell me when something's wrong."

“I will.”

“I’ll cya tomorrow on set at 8am.”

“Okay.”

Krystal awoke again. Gikwang smiles at her. They’d moved her to a room now. She was a little frightened when the nurses started moving her. Gikwang squeezed her hand.

“It’s okay.”

She relaxed then. He smiled at her. She closed her eyes. Her throat and chest hurt.

“I can stay today but I need to work tomorrow.”

She nods, having lost her voice.

"I will come by though."

She smiles at that.

"I'll come by when I can."

She smiles more. He smiles and gave her a little kiss. She blushes brightly.

"Your phone is right next to your bed so text me if you want me to bring something."

She nods and then texted him, “Thanks.”

"Of course."

“I actually.... Need Junhyung. He’s probably overly angry already.”

"Okay."

She smiles.

"I'll let him know you're awake."

She nods. Gikwang smiled at her and then stepped out of the room to make a call. As he did, he was caught by Daehyun, a completely worried big brother instead of a stoic man. Gikwang smiled at him a little.

“She’s awake.”

“Thank God.”

“You can go in.”

“No.... I can’t.... Dad...”

“What about him?”

“He would get upset at me.”

“For what? She’s your sister.”

“Yeah but I’m supposed to not have my memories.”

“Doesn’t mean you can’t see her.”

“Not without making her feel worse.”

“Sounds like things need to be fixed at home.”

“It should be.... Once you two marry.”

“We’re engaged, isn’t that enough?”

He shook his head.

“Why not? Your dad think I’m gonna break it off?”

“It’s a precaution so yes.”

“Well I’m not gonna.”

He gave a small smile.

“Promise.”

“Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.”

He took a deep breath and left. Gikwang sighed a little. His phone buzzed, reminding him he had a call he wanted to make. He made the call to Hoya.

“Hey bro what’s up?”

“My fiance got attacked that’s what.”

“You’re still with her? I thought our sisters... er never mind. So what are you gonna do?”

“What do you mean about our sisters?”

He sighs. “You know our sisters want to be the ones to pick out our girls and then also want to decide when we’re ready so... they one by one each told Mr. Jung that you didn’t want her.”

“WHAT!”

“Are you really that surprised?”

“They almost got her killed.”

“Eh?”

“If she doesn’t marry me her dad has to kill her.”

“That’s insane.”

“It’s the way her family is. She’s already got too many chances.”

“Well guess it’s a good thing you salvaged that then and didn’t let our sisters actually cancel the wedding.”

“Yeah.”

“So what are you planning on doing about your fiance being attacked? It wasn’t our sisters right?”

“No, it was her best friend’s brother. I think her clan leader took care of him.”

“Her dad took care of him? Wow, that’s a high strung dad.”

"Yeah well it wasn't the first time he had done something like this."

"Anyway... did you call me for no reason?"

"Just wanted to check in.”

"Okay. I'll be here for ya."

"Thanks Ravi."

Hoya laughs. "Bro, am I really Ravi now?"

Gikwang laughed.

"Just making sure you were paying attention."

"Alright. Cya soon."

"Yeah..."

“Make sure to bring her. I wanna meet her.”

"When she is doing better I will."

"Okay. Looking forward to it."

“Me too.”

Hoya ends the call and shook his head. Gikwang and their sisters were gonna be at odds for awhile over this. Gikwang sighed. He was gonna have talk to his sisters.

He got a text from Krystal. "I... like you..."

"I like you too."

He got a blush emoticon as the response. Gikwang smiled. She tried to sit up but it hurt too much. She texted Eunji to find out how Victoria was doing.

"Better than you were. But still bad."

"I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault."

“I guess.”

“Victoria probably feels that she is responsible since she was in your body.”

“I’m just glad that Masquerade’s promotions are over.”

“Yes, that is good.”

“Because I have no voice.”

“And in no condition to work.”

“I have to get back to work.”

“Not now you’re not.”

“In a day.”

“You’re not gonna get well in a day.”

“As long as I can walk, I can work.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

“I’m not.”

“Do ya think Leo will let ya?”

“He knows that I have things to do.”

“So.”

“So I can work.”

“We’ll see.”

“Thanks Eunji.”

“Of course.”

She lay back more. Gikwang smiles at her. She smiles a little as Junhyung finally came in, looked at her, growled under his breath, and took her hand. She took his excessive anger and felt a bit better. Gikwang stepped out so they could have some privacy. Junhyung left after awhile.

“I need you to try and get her to stay here for as long as possible.”

“I don’t think the doctors will let her go until she’s healed enough.”

“She thinks if she can walk, she can work.”

“I know, but that doesn’t mean the doctors will let her out.”

Junhyung smiles a bit.

"When I am here I will make sure she stays."

Junhyung patted his back.

"Heard you took care of U-kwon."

“Yes but I almost wish I still had him. Seeing what he’s done to her.... Makes me want to kill him all over again.”

"She'll make it out of this."

"She'll make it out of this."

“She’d better. She’s my best.”

“Doctors say she has a good chance.”

“Good. And try to keep this away from her father. He’s a psycho when it comes to those who harm his family. I would know, we’re cut from the same cloth.”

“And if he finds out what am I supposed to tell him?”

“Send him my way. I did kill the man he would then want to kill.”

“Okay…”

Junhyung nods. Gikwang gave him a small smile. She texted Leo for her stuff.  Victoria slowly woke up and groaned. Leo looks at Victoria.

“What happened?”

"You killed one of U-Kwon's doubles so U-Kwon kidnapped you, tortured you, but halfway through you and Krystal switched back. As yourself, you only got a partial transfer from Krystal's body, which is why you only need a back bandage and a sling and can still talk and move."

“Krystal?”

"Hospital, had surgery for 7 hours, can't talk or move well."

“I’m sorry.”

"It's not your fault and now he's truly gone."

“Yes it is.”

"Krystal knows the dangers of switching with you."

“Still.”

"Promotions for Masquerade are over so it's fine. She has a whole 8 or 9 months until she needs to start practicing for the next comeback."

“Which is a good thing. She needs to heal.”

"She does indeed."

Victoria smiled a little.

"I've gotta go deliver her laptop or she'll get angsty. You gonna be good?"

“Yeah I’ll be fine.”

He smiles and leans down and gives her a small kiss on the cheek before he left. Victoria gave a half smile and pet Loki. He woofs. She laughed slightly. He licks her. She smiles and pulled him onto her lap. He wriggles around. She smiled at him. She hoped Krystal would be OK. He lay down. Victoria curled up to him. He grins. She gave him a little kiss and then closed her eyes to sleep. He keeps wagging his tail. Thor was by her side, keeping an eye out for trouble. Loki wriggles out of her arms to play with his dad. Thor smiles at him. He began to crawl all over and gnaw on his daddy’s ears. Thor hit him a little with his paw. He grins and paws at his daddy. Thor licked him. He rubs against him. Thor smiles at the little guy.

“P.... pl.... Play!” he stuttered over his first word.

Thor laughed and smiled at the puppy.

“Good job on your first word.”

He pants happily. Thor chuckles.

“Go get your ball.”

He jumps down and ran to get his ball. Thor chuckled a little and jumped off the bed. He pushed it closer. Thor rolled it back with his nose. He ran after it and sent it back. Thor chuckles and continued to play with Loki. He played until he lay down, worn out. Thor settled down too. He curls up to his daddy. Thor fell asleep with one eye open. Leo came back and chuckles. Victoria was fast asleep as well. He picks the dogs up and put them on the bed and sat down in his chair. Victoria curled up to them. Leo smiles. Victoria slept peacefully, holding onto the dogs.

“I.... think I love you,” he whispered mainly to himself.

“Love ya too,” she mumbled.

His eyes went wide. Victoria smiled a little in her sleep. He looks at her. She was half asleep.

“Victoria?”

“What?” she mumbled.

“Did you... register that for real?”

“It’s two in the morning Leo.”

“Sorry.”

She sighed and pushed herself up.

“What? What is it?”

“I.... I love you.”

Victoria blushed.

“I…………..I love you too.”

He smiles and walks over and kisses her lips. Victoria blushed but kissed him back. He held her gently and refused to hurt her.

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“For everything.”

“You don’t have anything to be sorry for.”

She gave him a half smile. He lay beside her. She gave a small smile and closed her eyes again. He held her to him. Victoria snuggled up and fell asleep again. He caressed her gently. Victoria slept peacefully for the first time in a long time. He brought her breakfast in bed the next morning. Victoria blushed a little.

"Thanks....but I wanna go see Krystal after breakfast."

She gave him a small smile. Leo nods. She gave him small smile. He pat her.

"Is everyone else okay?"

"JR has a nice scar that Amber enjoys, I and Junhyung have more than one new scar but we had plenty before that so it's no big deal."

"I'm sorry. I should've stopped him sooner."

"It's no fault of your own. And you thought you killed him."

"But I should've know it was a double."

"How are you to have known that?"

“If you look close enough you can tell. If you know what to look for.”

He gave a half smile.

"I just didn't think about it when it happened," she sighed.

"It's fine."

She gave a half smile.

“Eat and I’ll take you to Krystal.”

She nods as she ate. He sat down. Half an hour later they had arrived at the hospital and as Victoria got out of the car she saw her mom exiting the hospital. Her mom noticed her too and gave her a quick sad smile and then left without any other acknowledgement. Leo helped Victoria upstairs to Krystal’s room. Victoria took it easy, at least there was no stairs to deal with. He helped her inside, just warning her. She gave him a little smile. Krystal opened her eyes and then smiles.

“Hi...I’m so sorry. This is all my fault.”

Krystal texted her. “It’s not your fault.”

“Yes it is, I went after him in the first place.”

“You wanted to stop him.”

“I know.”

“So it’s not your fault,” she texted.

“It is, so don’t make it out that it isn’t.”

“Victoria, I’m okay.”

“No, you’re not.”

“Victoria, stop putting yourself down.”

She didn’t say anything.

“I am okay and I will be okay and sure it’s fine to be upset but you don’t have to act this way.”

Victoria gave a half smile.

“That’s better.”

“How’s Suzy doing?”

“She’s withdrawn.”

“Why? She has Ken now doesn’t she?”

“I think they haven’t been able to reconcile.”

“Why?”

“I think he did decide to let your father chose his wife.”

“WHAT!?”

“Thinking for the clan is harder than love.”

“I know that. But after everything…”

“I don’t know. I haven’t been able to get much out of her and obviously haven’t talked to him.”

“Oh…”

She ran her hand over her throat before texting, “I think if that is true then Suzy just needs some time to herself.”

She nodded a little. Ken was an idiot if he didn’t take Suzy.

“So.... how are you?”

“Better than you.”

“But not great.”

“It’s just a bruise, I’ll be fine.”

“You sure?”

“Yes.”

“That’s great.”

“Yeah..”

“I’ll be better soon.”

“I hope so.”

Krystal beams at her.

“Just take it easy.”

“No, got a lot to do.”

“You can have Leo help you.”

“You’d be fine if I took him?”

“He’s your bodyguard.”

“And your mate.”

“You need rest so Leo will help.”

“You’re avoiding that aren’t you?”

“No, not at all.”

“Okay but sister, it’ll be okay.”

“I’m more worried about you.”

“If worse comes to worse I’ll just pull out of Masquerade, which people would be fine with anyway, or find a replacement.”

“Lets hope it doesn’t come to that.”

She gave a half smile. Victoria gave a little smile.

“I love you sister.”

“Ya know we’re not sisters right?”

“We are soul sisters and Leo is basically my brother so yes we are.”

Victoria gave a little laugh.

“I guess that is true.”

She smiles.

“I am sorry about everything. We should’ve stopped U-Kwon sooner.”

“I’m not angry at you.”

“You should be.”

“Why? It was him not you.”

“But I should’ve stopped him before he did something again.”

“Victoria! STOP!”

“What? It’s true. I had a standing before I left. I could’ve done something.”

“But you were even with him and your father wouldn’t have believed you because you wouldn’t have had evidence.”

Victoria nodded a little.

"So, stop saying things that aren't really true.”

Victoria thought about saying something but didn't. Krystal reaches out her arms for a hug. Victoria leaned over and gave her a little hug. She closes her eyes, enjoying the hug.

"No work though, promise."

Krystal grimaces.

"You need to rest."

"But..."

“No but’s. I’ll lock up all your work if that’s what it takes.”

She sent a groaning emoji but finally obviously relented. Victoria smiles.

“Besides, I’m sure the doctors would agree.”

"I guess."

“It’s true.”

"Alright."

“Good,” she said smiling at her.

She lay back.

“I should go, I’ll come by again.”

"Looking forward to it."

Victoria gave her a little smile and then left. Looked like all of this was over. Everything would go back to normal. Relatively, she couldn’t go back to her family. Not ever. Leo follows her, pulls her into his arms, and kisses her.

"I will make you never feel alone."