#and then kai laughs at him and gets the brush thrown directly at his face

[vialae]

Gortash’s hair gets wavy and frizzy in the humid summer heat and he hates it

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Chapter 6 - Late Night Coffee

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Pairing: Joel Miller x Female!Reader/OC

Warnings: The moment you all have been waiting for - smut: a heavy makeout session followed by fingering and vaginal sex... and fluff, of course, Joel being a big fool in love 😚

Summary: "If we do this, there's no going back." // "If we do this, I'm all yours."

Word Count: 4.928

Author's Note: I wanted to name this chapter after an erotic poem I read a few days ago but I came across Late Night Coffee by Michael Faudet so... yeah, I hope y'all like this part 😌 + For those of you who might be wondering about the date, this chapter takes place near the end of December, 2034.

Enjoy!

"Oh no..." Ellie sighed.

What happened after your first kiss with Joel wasn't entirely pleasant.

Walt, drunk, dropped bottle in his hand to the ground, a loud crash attracting all the attention toward him. Joel and you simultaneously turned your heads in his direction. The hurt and shock on his face felt like poison down your throat.

I won't deal with this, you frowned and, with a single motion, grabbed your crutches and walked out of the door.

"What the hell?" Ellie, more confused than ever, gave a look to Joel as if she was saying Go after her! He made sure to give Walt a displeased look before he stormed out after you.

"Dolly?" You heard Joel's footsteps get closer. It was snowing outside and the snowflakes were falling like they were slowed down. You sighed, looked down and stopped walking, letting him catch up to you. "Hey, what's wrong?"

He stood across you, hands gently holding the sides of your arms: "I can't- I don't want to deal with him."

"Don't mind him, let's just go inside hm?" Joel ran his hand slowly up and down to comfort you but it wasn't really working.

"I don't want to," You nodded, still refusing to look him in the eye. "Not after that, no... I just- I don't know what's wrong with him!"

"You wanna go home?" Joel offered. It was then when you finally looked up at him.

"...Yeah, I'd like that," You nodded. Just when Joel was about to go back and let Tommy know, he came out of the diner.

"What's goin' on?" Tommy looked at you worriedly. "Don't worry about Walt, Maria's taking care of him-"

"No, it's fine," You sighed. "I'm too tired anyways."

"You sure you don't wanna come back?" Tommy pointed at the diner over his shoulder with his thumb. "At least finish your drink?"

"I'll finish it at home, but thank you Tommy. I'll see you in the morning." You smiled and he returned it, beckoning Joel back to the diner so he could get your drinks. When he came back, he had two bottles in each hand.

"I don't think you're quite done for the night, Doll." Joel smirked, you grinned and sighed.

To say you were feeling awkward would definitely not be an understatement.

"What the hell is wrong with him?" You shook your head as you started heading towards your house. "I really don't understand why he's acting like this."

"Remember what I told you? The first time we had coffee?"

"That he's jealous?" You looked at him. "Psh, no way-"

"Well, you got a better explanation?" Joel asked, voice deep and calm.

You kept walking, dragging your crutches and cast in inches thick snow while Joel continued: "He's obviously jealous because you're with someone else now."

"...What if he's jealous of you?" You asked and giggled when Joel's composure broke and chuckled. "I'm just sayin'!"

"Don't tell me you're drunk already," Joel smiled.

"No... maybe... a little," You giggled, making him laugh and suddenly, Walt wasn't on your mind. The kiss you shared with Joel - you felt like there was more to come in the following hours.

You made it to your house and took off extra layers of clothing in your room while Joel placed the bottles on your kitchen counter. Your house was much warmer comparing to the weather outside, which made Joel sigh and take his jacket off as you made your way into the kitchen.

"Gonna keep me company, are you?" You teased and Joel nodded. "No, really, you should go back."

"And leave you alone to drink all o' these by yourself? In your dreams, Dolly." Joel smirked and followed you into the saloon through the kitchen. You managed to walk without the crutches at home and you were so glad that the cast was going to come off in two days.

You drank whatever was left of your beer in a long, fast gulp as soon as you sat down on the couch, making Joel chuckle: "Woah there..."

A few drops oozed from the corners of your mouth and rolled down your chin, making you smile. You were really nervous, you needed that, but you were already a little tipsy and relaxed because of it; you extended your legs toward him on the couch and said: "Not gonna lie, Joel, you're a pretty good kisser."

Joel seemed more relaxed as well, for he replied equally flirty: "That so?"

"M-hm," You nodded with a grin. Your heart was beating like crazy, truth be told, but you were also feeling bold.

"You're not so bad yourself," He shifted a little toward you, gently lifting your leg and placing it on the coffee table, while placing your other leg on his lap.

"Not so bad?" You mocked offense and gave him a look.

"I mean, we were interrupted," Joel traced his fingertips on your leg, not looking at you but a small smirk played on his lips. "Maybe if it had lasted a little longer, I could change my mind."

"You want another one?" You flashed your teeth at him, grin widening. Your cheeks felt like they were on fire when he bit his lip.

"I don't think I'm the only one who does," Joel leaned over to the table to take another sip of his drink. "Am I wrong, (Y/N)?"

Your breathing almost came to a stop when he said your name with that voice of his, deep and husky- seductive, even. You looked away and smiled, reaching for your second bottle when you felt his hand brush against your knee.

"You're not wrong, Mr. Miller," You sighed and leaned back. "It's just that, all those ladies out there- Esther, Tammy- they want to be in my place and get a taste. You know it, I know it... but you picked me?"

"I don't think the mistletoe was above them-"

"Fuck the mistletoe," You chortled. "It's not a must, you could've chosen not to kiss me, then give Ellie an earful and ruin the night for everyone - but you didn't."

"What do you want me to tell you?" Joel's voice was just above a whisper.

"I want you to tell me what you want." You leaned forward, looking him in the eyes.

Joel was definitely not expecting that request from you. Completely caught off guard, he took a moment to recollect himself, then leaned in a little closer and finally: "If we do this, there ain't no goin' back, Doll."

Your eyes slowly moved down to his lips, then back at his hazel orbs; looking deep into them, with a serious expression, you whispered: "If we do this, I'm all yours, Joel."

Joel's heart ached with ecstasy and thus he leaned forward, cupped your face in his big hands and latched his lips onto yours once more. Such a passion and lust filled kiss it was, it knocked the breath out of you. Your hands found themselves on his shoulders, pulling him in for more. He carefully lifted your leg up and placed it on the back of the couch and laid you down, settling between your legs and wrapping the said leg around his waist. His tongue found yours in a rush, making you sigh and moan quietly into his mouth. This was not only the first kiss you'd ever recieved from someone in years, but the best kiss you'd ever experienced in your history of kisses.

Your hands found their way to the back of his neck and shoulders, finally getting to touch them how you wanted to. He was radiating so much heat, you decided it was about time he took his shirt off, so you began unbuttoning. He was breathing heavily and his breaths were shallow, offering a small hint of groans.

"Joel," you sighed when his head dipped into the crook of your neck, peppering kisses on your collarbones and sucking light hickeys on your sensitive flesh. He grinded his manhood against your core, getting a soft moan out of you.

"Dolly, Dolly, Dolly..." He whispered like a prayer as he took his time between kisses. Once you were done with the last button, you pushed his shirt off his muscular arms, making him lean back. You opened your eyes to his naked body, which was even better than you could've ever fantasised: His chest was quite hairy, but not too much, it was scattered around his abdomen, but the line of hair which disappeared into his underwear was more than enough to widen your pupils. He threw the shirt onto the coffee table as your hands explored his chest - one going directly down to his navel while the other lingered on his waist and hip.

"I've wanted you for so long..." Joel brushed a strand of hair behind your ear and cupped your cheeks. "Do you want this?"

"Yes, Joel, yes," You pushed yourself up to feel his lips on yours once more. His hands slipped under your sweater and pulled it up and over your head. "I want you so bad-"

Joel didn't even mind where the sweater was thrown off to, what you just said awakened something deep within him and you were interrupted by a hungry kiss. His big hands grabbed your waist as he laid you down once more. You decided to push your luck and bit his lip, making him groan.

He pulled away, pupils dilated to the point that even with the light from the kitchen, you couldn't see his iris: "Wanna play rough, do you doll?"

You couldn't possibly have been more turned on, you thought, even though in the following minutes you were going to be proven awfully wrong.

"You let me know if anything hurts, 'kay?" Joel cupped your cheek once more, making you stare into his eyes as you nodded. He placed a final kiss on your lips and began kissing his way to your breasts. He pushed your bra down and let your breasts out of the cups, groaning at the sight of them. He quickly took a nipple in his mouth, making your face twist up in pleasure.

"Oh, my god- Joel-" You gasped, squirming under his body, running your fingers through his hair.

Giving equal amount of attention to both of your breasts -sucking on one and groping the other- had your panties soaking wet.

"Joel... bedroom," You moaned as he removed your bra.

"Yes ma'am," Joel chuckled, amused but turned on. You absolutely loved the way his bulge rubbed against your pussy - his cock ached with each stroke, he thought he could come just like that. He picked you up carefully and sat you on his lap, then got up and grabbed your thighs for support, biting and kissing your neck as he carried you to your bed. He slowly laid you down and started pulling your pants off as he placed kisses on your belly, moving down dangerously close to your womanhood.

"Can't believe it took us this long," Joel groaned as he threw your pants somewhere in the room.

"I intend to make it up for all that lost time- starting now," You chuckled, out of breath. "Think you can keep up, old man?"

"Old man?" Joel climbed on top of you after removing his own shoes and pants. "You ain't much younger than me."

"Are you fifty or are you fifty?" You giggled as he laid down beside you, hands lingering on the line of your underwear.

"I may be fifty," Joel chuckled, then slowly let his hand slither into your panties and between your folds. "But I'll treat you better than Walt- and anyone younger or older than me."

Your breath hitched when his calloused fingertips brushed against your clit, his confidence and promise of guaranteed satisfaction setting your body on fire. He moved his unoccupied hand under your head and placed his arm under your neck while you just laid there and let him rub you in all the right places. He was laying on the side of your fine leg, so he trapped it between his legs and had you opening yours wider, making you whine.

"Mhmm... You like that, doll?" Joel whispered against your ear and kissed your lips. The only thing you could do was moan as his fingers slipped further down to your entrance. It was too much- oh god it reallt was: His lips on yours, fingers on your clit while getting ready to stretch you for the first time in a long time, body naked and hot against you, him...

The feeling of his finger slipping inside you had you moaning into his mouth, so he took the advantage and his tongue met yours while you took his finger in.

"Ah, Joel," You grabbed his wrist: "So good, yes, keep going..."

After exploring your depths with a single digit for a while, he added a second and stretched you furthermore: "You alright, darlin'?"

"Yeah, yeah," You whispered and whined, eyes closed. The pain slowly turned into ecstatic pleasure as his thumb rubbed against your clit in the meanwhile. He stretched you good, your moans turned into high pitched whines with the sounds of your wetness and before you knew it, you were coming around his fingers.

"That's it, doll, that's it..." Joel groaned against your ear as he fingered you through your orgasm, his erection pressing against your leg, begging for the release and solace it had been waiting for for months.

"You good?" Joel grinned at your sweaty, boneless form after he removed his fingers from inside you.

"You're asking?" You sighed loudly, making him chuckle.

"I mean, if you're too tired-" Joel joked, but you shut him up by grabbing his erection, making him moan mid sentence.

"Who says I'm too tired?" You smirked. "We're not quite done yet... are we, cowboy?"

"Nope, we're not," Joel sighed, slightly surprised at your sudden move. "Turn to the right for me, doll."

You didn't waste a second and did as he asked, turning to your side, making sure to press your ass against his cock as you did, making him groan quietly. He pulled your panties down and ghosted a hand over your globe, giving it a squeeze and planting a kiss behind your ear in the meanwhile. He finally pulled his fully erect cock out of his boxers and teased your folds with the tip.

"Tell me to stop and I'll stop," Joel whispered as he lined himself up by your entrance. You nodded and gave his hand on your hip a reassuring squeeze. Joel slowly pushed in: The deeper he went, the more painful it became so you groaned out a quite Wait. You both groaned at the feeling as you adjusted to his size while he kissed the back of your neck and shoulders. He was quite big, but it turned you on more than it stressed you out.

"Okay," You whispered and let him go deeper. With a groan, Joel lightly snapped the rest of his length inside you, making you hiss.

"Sorry," Joel kissed the crook of your neck apologetically. He caressed the side of your body and continued placing hungry yet passionate kisses on your shoulders along with the back of your neck.

"Alright, let's see what you got..." You chuckled, eyes closed, sweat trickling down your- everywhere, same as him.

He slowly began rocking his hips forward, his cock filling you up and making your jaw drop at how big he was, gasps leaving your lips. You grabbed his hand on your hip and pulled it up to your breast, encouraging him to squeeze it and he gladly obliged. You loved this, you loved the pace and the sticky noises coming from your entrance. As if that weren't enough, Joel technically read your mind and kissed the side of your face with a whisper: "You want me to go faster, sugar?"

"Yes," You moaned and felt him driving his hips into you faster.

"You feel so good- oh Dolly, the things you do to me..." Joel groaned, slipping his other hand under your body and getting a hold of your other breast.

You smiled at his words: "You're the one to talk!"

He suddenly pulled out of you and pushed you down on your back, carefully parted your legs open and put them over his thighs; he leaned down and teased your clit with his tip once more, before burying himself deep inside of you. He covered his body with yours and held onto your shoulders with his arms under your shoulder blades, thrusting into you with the perfect pace and rhythm - it made you moan with each thrust, which seemed to draw him wild.

"Joel-" You whined into his ear, nails digging into his shoulders and back. "Don't stop... oh-"

Joel added more to his pace but his rhythm fell off track the faster he went. His shallow breathing, your hushed moans and skin slapping against skin being the only noises in the room added more to your pleasure and with a final, high pitched moan, you came around his cock.

"Oh Dolly-" Joel growled and pulled out of you, spilling his seed on your inner thighs. He collapsed to your side, breathing heavily.

For a minute or two, you just laid there and tried to catch your breath with him. You never thought you'd be sweating like this in the middle of winter.

"I need to clean myself up," You groaned and sat up on the bed, running a hand through your hair.

"Fill the tub," Joel grinned. "I'll be right there."

"The tub?" You asked him "What are you up to?"

"You'll see," Joel sat up and placed a soft kiss on your shoulder before putting on his boxer and going to the kitchen. You put on your panties and went to the bathroom, then started the water. Your tub was quite big and it took awhile to get it filled, but with him joining, you figured, you didn't need it to be filled completely. The man was almost the size of a small bear and you really didn't want to clean up the water spilling out of the tub as you were quite sleepy.

Around ten minutes later, a familiar scent reached your nose and Joel walked in with two mugs of coffee in hand: "Coffee? Really? It's almost midnight..."

"And we got a lot of 'making up' to do, remember?" Joel smirked, cheeks pink as he put the mugs on the counter.

You both got in and sat on opposite edges with your mugs in hand, simply enjoying each other's company. You silently thought on what to say as Joel admired your glowing face.

"For the longest time, I thought you weren't interested," You smiled. "I thought you and Esther-"

"Nope," Joel chuckled. "No, it was you. Always you... but I thought you still had eyes for Walt."

"Yeah, no... I had them on you. Can't believe it took us this long."

You both shared a laugh and after finishing your coffees, you helped each other clean up and got out, running back under the sheets as the cold began biting the moment you got out of the water.

You turned around in his arms on the bed and let the warmth envelop your body, but only a few moments later, you felt something digging into your rear: "Someone's ready for another round..."

"Ain't you?" Joel challenged once more, wrapping his arms tighter around you and placing kisses around your neck.

One thing you never complained about while living in Jackson was the heat. When it was cold outside, your house was always cozy in the perfect degree - never too hot or too cold, but right now you were overheated, which was why you woke up- woke up, but you couldn't really move, causing last night's images to fill your mind.

Joel was currently, probably unknowingly, spooning you. You were turned to the right and he had his arms around your waist. If you stood like that a little longer, you were going to suffocate.

You tried your best to move away with minimal movement but the moment your waist moved away from his grip, his fingers dug into your hip and pulled you back to him once more.

"Joel," you chuckled sleepily. "It's too hot."

He groaned and reluctantly let go of you, letting you roll around the bed and face him, lying on your belly and wrapped around the sheet. He looked so peaceful and relaxed, it made your heart explode.

"Good morning," you smiled, voice deep and eyelids low.

"Mornin' doll." Joel replied, eyes closed.

"Thank god it's our day off, huh?"

"Yeah..." he sighed contentedly. You smiled and moved to give him a kiss, but stopped abruptly. Did you really have Joel Miller lying naked on your bed right now or was this a dream? A trick?

"Are you gonna just stare at me or am I gonna get a kiss?"

Your heart almost melted away at the small smile formed on his lips and moved forward to give him a deep kiss.

"Woah Dolly," Joel sighed once you pulled away, finally opening his eyes. "You really want a repeat of last night now?"

"You say it as if it's such a bad thing," you said jokingly, then let him pull your body on top of his. "Looks like I'm not the only one who wants it."

Joel smirked and slid his hand lower to squeeze your rear, making you sigh in delight. In the meanwhile his other hand trailed up your spine to the back of your neck and settled in your hair. You leaned forward for another kiss and his tongue wasn't by any means slow to find your own, making you moan quietly. Just as you started rocking against his half erect cock, however, there was a knock on your door.

"Ah, what the hell?" You whined as Joel growled.

"Let me answer," Joel gently pushed you off him. "We won't be bothered then."

"You don't even know who it is!" You whisper yelled as he grabbed his pants from the ground and put it on. "What if it's Ellie or-"

"(Y/N), you awake?"

Walt.

Joel and your eyes locked for a solid second before he smirked and you hissed: "Joel, no-"

He chuckled and made his way into the room where his shirt was. You were hot on his heels, wrapping the blanket around yourself and stumbling into the room. Joel tossed you his shirt: "Wear this."

You were excited and anxious at the same time. Mostly, you really wanted to see Walt's reaction, but after this, there was no turning back.

"(Y/N)?" Walt knocked harsher as Joel made his way to the door, you stood back and leaned on a wall away from sight. You watched as the door opened and Joel, with his (half) naked glory, greeted a frozen Walt.

"It's not polite to wake a lady up on her day off like you do," Joel spoke. You could practically hear his smirk even though his back was turned to you.

"It's eleven thirty- What the hell are you doing here?" Walt asked in disbelief, his expression was priceless.

Her, Joel thought, biting his lip to stop himself from saying it out loud: "I might ask you the same thing."

"I, uh- well I thought, I mean figured- I just wanted to talk to her?"

"Well, I'll be out of your way then," Joel replied nonchalantly. "Dolly, there's someone who wants to see you darlin'."

"Darling?" Walt repeated his words in disappointment as you slowly walked over to where they were.

"Yes?" You looked innocently at Joel, who's breath silently hitched at how his shirt had fitted you - it ended mid-thigh and although he'd seen you naked just a moment ago, this sight really did things to him. "Oh, hey Walt."

"Hey, I uh..." Walt tried to speak but he was absolutely dumbfounded at the scene in front of him.

"Can we talk later if it isn't utterly important? I have some unfinished business that requires my immediate attention, so..."

"Uh no, I mean sure, yeah let's talk later." Walt spoke, voice quiet.

"Alright, see ya!" You faked a smile and waved before Joel shut the door.

"My god," you burst into laughter once the door was closed, Joel laughing heartily with you. "Joel Miller you're such an..."

"What?" He smirked as his arms found their way around your waist once more, his face inches away from yours. "I know a couple of words starting with a vowel... handsome and gentleman ain't it."

You playfully swatted his chest at the comment and giggled. It was then, you noticed, you looked like those old cartoons with heart eyes.

Oh shit, you mused, I think I'm in love with him.

"You wanna uh..." Joel smirked at you. "You wanna take this to the bedroom or...?"

"Eh, Walt kind of ruined the view." You smiled. "Let's have breakfast, it's almost noon." You winked and gave him a soft kiss before parting from him.

You pulled out a pan, smiling like a fool in love, and went to grab a few eggs, only to find out Joel had already gotten them.

"You're not doing this on your own, you know." Joel smiled and you both began cooking.

The way you worked together was as well as out on patrol. You two had different disciplines with different backgrounds, but you fit so well together - like puzzle pieces.

"These were called 'brunches', right?" Joel asked ironically as he nibbled on a piece of toast.

"Right," you smiled, then giggled at the memory from a few minutes ago.

"What's got you laughin'?" Joel smiled.

"Never in my life I thought Joel Miller would open the god damn door half naked on a cold, snowy ass December morning just to prove a point."

And points were proven of course: Things escalated quickly after that, a few of your neighbour's seeing Joel leave your house and the both of yours' improved moods made the thing between you two quite obvious. Tommy teased the most, especially Joel and Ellie was constantly in your hair about the situation.

The complicated part was Walt. You had learned the truth about his actions in a very brutal way.

It was only a few hours after you and Joel's night together when you reluctantly went to find Walt. He was already back from patrol and at the diner, his old but new patrol partner Bruce informed you. You went to the diner and saw him drinking with Cedric at the bar. You debated on whether you should go now or not, but since you were already here, you might as well get over with it. He was the one who wanted to talk, after all.

"If it isn't queen bee herself," Cedric noticed you approaching, offering you his seat so that you didn't have to stand with your crutches.

"Hey there Ced, Walt," You pushed Cedric down on his seat. "I won't take up your time, Walt and I have to talk."

You both went out and walked into an alley-like gap between two buildings. You weren't exactly pleased to deal with him at that moment as he appeared to be a little drunk: "Alright, what do you want to talk about? Spit it out."

"Woah there, you ain't gonna even ask me how I'm doing? I know you had a fun night." Walt spoke.

"I don't have time for your silliness right now," You got impatient. "And don't expect me to, after the shit you pulled off last night."

"Hey, it was an accident!" Walt spoke. "Maria gave me an earful because of it and I wanted to apologise but you never came back... Should'a known why."

"What do you want from me?!" You spread your arms and frowned at him.

"I love you (Y/N)!"

Your angry expression shared its place with a confused one: "What?"

"It's you, (Y/N), it was always you," Walt's voice wavered. "I never understood why I didn't like Joel but deep down I knew I was jealous of him because he had all of your attention then..."

You listened in horror to the things he said, processing them bit by bit: "I didn't want to take things further with Bonnie, but I had hoped you'd be jealous of us so I did. I thought I loved her but- I was a fool. I pushed you away further and lost you completely."

If it were possible, you'd have steam coming out of your nose. You were angry, upset, lost, heartbroken and mostly disappointed - all in the same time. After your night with Joel, you told him you'd be all his and you were true to your words. You didn't feel any sort of romantic interest towards Walt anymore, the butterflies in your stomach were no longer flying in frenzy because of him.

"Yes, you did," You spoke. "Don't you ever- ever come up to me with this shit again."

"But (Y/N)-"

"I had feelings for you," You lightly shook your head sideways. "But that was a long time ago. I don't- I have nothing for you left. If you try and intervene with my relationship- if you even try something with Joel?"

Walt took a step back, you could tell he was scared of you at that moment: "I'll make sure you regret 'loving' me in the first place."

[hidden-otaku-stuff]

Lockscreens (ch. 4)

tw: Insecurities, feelings of loneliness

Word count: 3.2k

Genre: Angst, fluff

All trigger warnings will be tagged and posted at the beginning of each chapter! This will have *manga spoilers*

Pairings: Bokuto x fem!reader, Kuroo x fem!reader

Summary: Nearly four years ago, Bokuto left the love of his life for volleyball. Despite all the time, he’s still very much in love with her. He comes home to a major surprise leaving him wondering…What happened while he was gone?

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ch 4: alone (14 weeks)

14 Weeks “So? How’d it go?” (Name) had just barely gotten into her car when her phone had rung. 

“I got the job!” She squealed, grinning. 

“I knew you could do it, kitten.” Even though she couldn’t see him, she could just hear the smile he had on his face. “This calls for a celebration!” He declared. “Be ready at 6, I’ll pick you up, okay?” 

“Oh, Kuroo, you don’t have to do that.” She bit her lip.

“Too late, I already have the reservations booked! See you at 6, darlin’.” The phone beeped as the call ended. She stared at the screen a moment longer. It was a picture of her, Yaku, Kai, and Kuroo at her graduation party. Kuroo was slightly behind her, putting bunny-ears behind her head, whereas Yaku and Kai were standing right beside her, arms thrown over her shoulders. She glanced at the clock. It was only two, she had plenty of time to get ready. 

A few hours later, she stepped out of her house. A navy blue peacoat covered her cream turtle-neck dress. Black, high-heeled shoes donned her feet. “Wow, don’t you look beautiful,” Kuroo teased as he opened the door for her. 

“Well aren’t you being chivalrous today,” she smirked. 

“I’m always chivalrous,” he retorted. Kuroo started the car, and adjusted the fans so that the wind wasn’t blowing directly onto her. 

“So, where are we going?”

“That’s a secret.” He tapped her nose playfully before he focused on driving.

As they arrived at their destination, her eyes widened. “Kuroo! You didn’t have to take me here.” He pulled up into the front, turning off the car. Kuroo quickly went to her side, opening the door with a cheeky smile. He extended a hand, gently guiding her out of the car. 

“I wanted to.” He looked at the valet, handing them his keys. “Thank you so much~!” They walked in together, past the white marble columns; she was still in shock. “Reservation for Kuroo Tetsurou.” 

The lady at the booth smiled, “right this way, Mr. Kuroo.” She guided them to a private table nearby the balcony. 

They thanked her and she quickly walked away. Kuroo pulled the chair out for (Name), waiting for her to sit down before he pushed the seat in. As he walked to his own seat, her eyes roamed his figure. Kuroo was wearing a dark grey dress shirt that matched his coat and pants with a navy blue tie. “You’re drooling,” he teased as he took off his jacket, carefully draping it over the back of his chair. 

 Her cheeks glowed as she averted her eyes. “I’m just surprised.” She shrugged as she scanned the menu, mouth starting to water at all the options. “Too used to seeing you in red and black, I suppose.”

“Do I look good?” (Name) raised her head to see his cheeky smirk. 

“You look presentable,” she replied with a blank face. She’d never admit it, but he definitely looked better than just ‘good’. She scanned the surroundings. “I never thought I’d be dining here.” Her eyes narrowed at him. “This is too fancy for just a reward for a job interview. How did you even get a reservation here?” 

 Kuroo held his hand up, shrugging. “No thank you to the greatest best friend in the world?” He teased before giving her a soft smile. “How about a belated graduation gift and a reward for getting a job?” He leaned his cheek into his propped up hand. “Don’t worry about the specifics, sweetheart. I’d do anything for you.” 

Her eyes softened. “Oh you big dummy,” she murmured affectionately. Her hand reached across the table to grasp his. “What on Earth did I do to deserve you?” 

“Manage my dumbass for years.” His thumb rubbed against her knuckles. “That, and carried me in English and history.” He shot her a cheeky smile. At that, she let out a breathy laugh. A wave of guilt coursed through her body. It was Kuroo, they had always been familiar with one another. They’d practically grown up holding hands. But why did it feel different now? 

“I suppose you do owe me for all that work,” she teased. 

“So don’t worry about this, okay?” He pressed a chaste kiss to her knuckles. “Just enjoy your meal, and I promise I’ll take care of you.” Warm smiles were exchanged before they slipped into their usual conversation. 

****

Laughter filled the air as they exited the five-star restaurant. Kuroo helped her put on her coat as they stood just inside the entrance. “Want some dessert?” With an eager nod from her, they made their way down the street. Warm air billowed out to meet cold as they exhaled. She shivered, pulling her coat closer to her. The dessert place was only a few blocks away, but she couldn’t help but wish that they’d driven instead. Their shoulders brushed as they walked side-by-side. Loud noises caught their attention as the light of a TV filled the sidewalk. “Another phenomenal straight! Is there nothing that wing-spiker Bokuto Koutarou can’t do?” At the sound of his name, her feet froze. Dragging her eyes away from the ground in front of her, she looked at the television. “Tonight at the Panasonic Arena in Hirakata, the MSBY Black Jackal took their win with straight sets against the Tachibana Red Falcons. A majority of those points were scored by up-and-rising ace Bokuto on his debut match with the team!” Kuroo’s hand gently grasped onto her elbow, pulling her away from the screen. At his touch, her feet unfroze. Shaking her head, she followed his footsteps.  

“Do you miss him?” Hesitation filled his voice as he pulled his coat closer, fingers grasping her coat gently. 

Her breath puffed out. They walked another block as she contemplated her answer. He held his breath, eyes rapidly darting between her and the concrete. “No,” she finally replied. “Not anymore.” 

“Oh?” 

They stopped at a crosswalk. She glanced up at her companion, a bittersweet smile tugging at her lips. “There are some nights where I’ll miss him,” she admitted. “And I wish that he knew.” A hand settled over her stomach, her eyes closing. Another shiver tore through her. 

Kuroo quickly stepped closer to her, pulling her into a hug as they waited for the light to change. “Are you planning on telling him?” 

She shook her head, brushing her hair away from her face and tucking it behind her ear. “He looks happy as is.” With a ding, the light changed. 

Kuroo released her, and they walked together over. His hand slipped into hers. He stopped at the next corner, looking down at her as he squeezed her hand. “Don’t worry, I’m here for you.” Her eyes sparkled as they met his and a sudden warmth coursed through his blood; his throat constricted at the sight of her smile. He could only hold her hand tighter in an attempt to ground himself. 

****

“There you have it folks! Bokuto Koutarou blows past the three blockers, with a clean wipe!” The roar of the audience filled his ears. Bokuto turned, beaming up into the crowd. He looked for the familiar face framed with (h/c) locks. Bokuto froze, the smile stuck on his face. It was his very first match, his debut match with an actual professional team, yet he had never felt so alone. 

Yes, he had his team-mates. 

Yes, there were people in the audience cheering for him. He was sure that at least a few of his friends and former team-mates would’ve caught part of the game on TV. 

But, they weren’t there. Not in person. 

She wasn’t there. 

“Great job out there Bokuto!” A hand slapped his back. Bokuto lurched forward, turning back to greet his captain.

“Thanks, Meian!” The rest of his team-mates came over, joining in a tight hug. “Thanks for putting me in!” He grinned, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes.

“C’mon, Bokuto, let’s go out for drinks!” 

“Yeah! We gotta celebrate your first game with us.” Barnes bumped his shoulder against the younger male. Bokuto scanned the audience once more, not quite sure what he was looking for before he dragged his feet after his team-mates. The team moved towards the locker-room, some moving towards the showers. Bokuto took a seat on the bench, opening up his locker to pull out his bag. He unzipped the bag, grabbing his phone. He stared at the screen blankly. (Name)’s face stared back. It was a candid shot of her at their favorite cafe, taken the day that he had left. Whipped cream was smeared on her nose from Bokuto. No new notifications. Bokuto sighed.

“You coming with us?” Meian poked his head around the lockers, about to head to the showers. 

“Yeah, lemme just get ready.”

****

A door shut. (Name) let out a deep sigh as she moved through her house. Heels were absentmindedly kicked off in the hallway, a coat was carelessly draped over the sofa, a dress tugged up over her head and dropped onto the ground as she walked towards her room. She collapsed at her vanity, staring at the reflection. Another deep sigh. (Name) reached for the makeup wipes, hand trembling as she began aggressively rubbing at her face. With each swipe of her face, more of her natural skin was revealed. She stopped, her body shaking. “What am I even doing?” Her voice cracked, staring back into dull (e/c) orbs. (Name) shook her head. She missed him. So much. Kuroo was just a friend. One of her best friends. It wasn’t a date. It didn’t mean anything...right? It couldn’t mean anything.

(Name) looked back up at her reflection, a picture in her peripherals snagging her attention. Her entire body shifted, hands reaching out for the frame. As she stared down at the picture, her vision went blurry. Was someone crying? Those sobs were so loud. Oh. Thick, hot droplets fell onto the glass, smearing across Bokuto’s smiling face. It almost looked like he was the one crying. “I miss you so much, Kou.” (Name)’s heart clenched as a feeling of loneliness overwhelmed her.

She stood up, making her way to her bed. Collapsing onto it, she held the picture frame close to her heart. On the nightstand was the owl plush that Bokuto had won all those years ago. (Name) tucked it into her chest against the frame as her entire body began to shake furiously. “Please.” She buried her face into the plushie, a hint of Bokuto’s cologne still desperately clinging to it. “Come back to me.”  

****

A month later...

“AGHKAASHI!” The black-haired male looked up to face his friend. 

“Bokuto-san.” The former setter nodded at him. “How have you been?” 

Bokuto slid into the seat across from his friend, beaming. “I’ve been good! Busy. I rarely have any time for myself.” 

Akaashi raised an eyebrow at him. “Are you taking care of yourself?” 

Bokuto’s face faltered. “Define taking care of myself.” His eyes glanced down at the menu. “Oh wow, there’s so many options!” 

Akaashi rolled his eyes. “Have you been eating and drinking?”

“Weeeeeell, most of the time!” Bokuto grinned. “Sometimes I get too tired after all the practice to eat.” 

At this, Akaashi couldn’t stop the sigh. “Where’s (Name) been? Has she not been helping you?” Bokuto’s face fell, causing Akaashi’s eyes to narrow at him. “Did something happen between you two?” Bokuto lowered his face towards the menu, energetically flipping the pages. “Bokuto-san.” Bokuto winced, mumbling something under his breath. “Bokuto-san, I can’t hear you.” Akaashi sighed.

“I uh...I haven’t talked to her in a while.” Akaashi opened his mouth to ask further when the waitress stopped by at the table. They placed their orders, and she took the menus away. Bokuto’s hands were on top of the table now, fidgeting as he avoided his friend’s eyes.

“Bokuto-san, what do you mean by ‘awhile’? I thought you and (Name) were still together?” Bokuto pulled his phone out attempting to use it as a distraction. “Bokuto-san,” Akaashi warned, tugging the phone out of his hands.

Bokuto sighed, chewing on his bottom lip. “I may have not really talked to her since I left for training.” At this, Akaashi’s eyes widened. “I mean! I tried? I texted her the day of her graduation party but uh,” his entire body drooped, “she never texted me back.” Gold eyes stared at his fingers. Gunmetal blue glowed with pity. Bokuto cleared his throat, picking at a callous. “Have you seen her lately?”

Akaashi hesitated. “No.” He replied finally. “I haven’t seen her since our last hangout before you left. She was at the last gym 3 reunion though.” 

Bokuto raised his head, looking out the window. “I’m glad she’s still going out. How was the grad party?” 

“I didn’t go. My internship started that week. From what I heard, it was fun.” Akaashi shrugged. “Apparently Kuroo-san hosted.” 

Bokuto sent his friend a forlorn smile. “I’m glad my best bro is taking care of her.” For the rest of the meal, Bokuto remained silent. It was odd for Akaashi to see the typically loud wing-spiker so quiet and antisocial. But it gave Akaashi time to think. The former setter surveyed his best friend carefully. Akaashi had known that Bokuto and (Name) had been very much in love the moment that Akaashi had met her. It was a type of love that most people prayed for. So what had happened?

“Oi! Horned owl bastard!”

“Kuroo!” 

“What, doesn’t he look like an owl?” Kuroo and (Name) were standing by the entrance of Gym 3 waving in the dual-toned wing-spiker in. 

“That doesn’t mean you call him that!” She argued, smacking his chest. Bokuto laughed loudly, tugging on Akaashi’s elbow.

“Hey hey hey! Kuroo, (Nickname)!”

“Hey Kou,” (Name) smiled at him. He swept her into a hug, swinging her around. Their loud laughter filled the gym as Akaashi approached Kuroo.

“Hello, Kuroo-san.” 

Kuroo’s hazel eyes shifted from Bokuto and (Name), eyeing the setter. “Akaashi, right?” Akaashi nodded. “Come on in, we normally do extra practice after the day ends.” Kuroo clapped an arm around Akaashi’s shoulders, hauling him into the gym. “(Name)! Bokuto brought someone.” 

Bokuto was busy cuddling into her, his face buried in her neck as his arms wound tightly around her shape. “Kou!” She squealed, wrestling away. The owl pouted as she ducked out of his arms, walking towards Kuroo and Akaashi. “Akaashi right? Kou never stops talking about you.” She grinned, extending a hand. “It’s nice to officially meet the only other person who can manage him.” 

“It’s nice to meet you too, (Name)-san.”

“You don’t have to call me (Name)-san! Just (Name) is fine.” 

Bokuto threw his arms around her shoulders, causing her to lurch forward. “(Nickname)! I haven’t been able to see you all day,” he pouted. “Akaashi, stop stealing her attention.”

“Now, now, you clingy owl. Don’t you want to practice?” Kuroo pulled on Bokuto’s collar, dragging him towards the court. 

“Sorry about that, Akaashi.” (Name) and Akaashi stood beside each other, watching as Kuroo and Bokuto started arguing about who deserved her attention more. “It’s hard for the both of us—being at different schools I mean.” Her eyes twinkled with affection, a soft smile tugging at her lips. “He definitely got attached to me last year.” Light-hearted giggles. “That’s what I get for making a best friend at another school.” She turned to look at him. “Thank you for taking care of him for me.” 

Akaashi nodded at her. “I’ll do it for as long as I can.” 

 As they stood outside the restaurant, Akaashi gave Bokuto a hug. “Everything will be alright, Bokuto-san. You’re doing great things.” He smiled, holding Bokuto’s phone out. The lock screen flashed on, revealing a picture of a familiar sleeping face. Bokuto slapped Akaashi on the back, and turned to walk away. As he rounded the corner, he stopped to look down at the phone. A tear slipped down his cheek as a shaky finger stroked the screen. Bokuto’s only wish was that it wasn’t cracked glass but was her soft skin instead. 

****

Meanwhile...

The door opened, causing both people to look up at it. “Hello again, Ms. (L.Name). Thank you for coming in for the 18-week appointment.” He turned his eyes to Kuroo. “And this must be your husband! It’s nice to meet you, I’m Dr. Ito.” Dr. Ito shook Kuroo’s hand, the male giving him a pleasant smile. (Name) gnawed on her bottom lip, biting back a response denying their relationship. The last thing they wanted was unnecessary judgment regarding her circumstances. If she was being honest with herself, she didn’t even know why she’d asked Kuroo to come. Perhaps it was the flood of loneliness that filled her when she realized her circumstances? “How have you been, Ms. (L.Name)?” Her head snapped up, offering a small smile to the doctor.

“Good! I’ve been eating more protein and taking those Omega-3 vitamins you told me to.” 

Dr. Ito hummed, making his way to his seat. “That’s good. Have you noticed any changes with your morning sickness? Any cravings?”

(Name)’s fingers drummed against her thigh, glancing up at Kuroo. Kuroo was seated beside the doorway, hazel eyes carefully observing her. “My morning sickness has been getting a bit better. The ginger tea is helping a lot.” She shifted uncomfortably. “I haven’t really noticed any extra cravings.”

“Sweetheart, you literally asked for sour orange gummies while we were eating that yakiniku,” Kuroo teased. She flushed.

“Okay, maybe I do have some cravings.” (Name) conceded, shooting the male a dirty look. “But it hasn’t gotten to the point where it’s weird stuff like pickles and peanut butter.” Kuroo’s face wrinkled in disgust. 

Dr. Ito laughed. “Well, cravings do start getting a lot worse during the second trimester, and you still have a ways to go.” He jotted some notes down. “Would you like to see your baby?”

Her (e/c) eyes widened. “Can I?”

“Yes of course! You might not be able to see much details, but we can definitely do an ultrasound for you now.” She made eye-contact with Kuroo.

“We’d love that.” 

“Just give me a second to get prepared.” Dr. Ito snapped a pair of gloves on, pulling out a container of gel and the ultrasound device. He gently rubbed the gel onto her stomach, causing her to flinch.

“Oh wow, that’s cold,” she giggled, feeling self-conscious. The baby bump had gotten slightly more noticeable.

“Dad, you can stand over here.” Dr. Ito directed, gesturing for Kuroo to stand beside (Name). Dr. Ito dragged the device across her stomach, the image coming onto the monitor. “Look Mama, your baby is developing just fine. A little smaller than typical, but they’re doing just fine. If you want, we can tell you the gender now?” Kuroo placed a hand onto her shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. His eyes sparkled as he looked in awe, hazel orbs shifting between the screen and her.

Tears pricked at her eyes. “No, it’s okay,” she whispered. “I wanna be surprised.”  

“No worries.” A sudden noise from the machine startled her. 

“What’s that?” Kuroo inquired, searching the screen for an answer

“That’s your baby’s heartbeat.” 

(Name) sniffled, tears cascading down her cheek. She looked up, a hand squeezing his as she blinked furiously. Is this what it’d be like if Bokuto was here? More tears streamed down. “Look at that, baby,” Kuroo cooed, his other hand coming up to brush her tears away. A tear escaped his eye now. “You’re doing a great job, Mama.” Her eyes squeezed shut, leaning into his warm embrace. At least she wouldn’t be alone. Not anytime soon.

Fun Facts: 

💟 Kuroo had booked the reservations a month in advance

💟 The first time (Name) and Kuroo had held hands was in elementary school after he accidentally spiked her in the face with a volleyball

💟 The only time (Name) missed one of Bokuto’s games was when Nekoma was playing or if she had school. She attended all of the Fukurodani practice matches and even the matches of Bokuto’s college team.

💟 (Name) and Bokuto frequented the cafe so often that the owners named a pastry after them

💟 It took Bokuto five times to win (Name) the owl plushie.

💟 Since they had graduated, Akaashi trusted (Name) to take care of Bokuto and would often Facetime the couple every few weeks to catch up

💟 Out of everyone from Nekoma, Akaashi likes (Name) the most. Kenma is his second favorite.

💟 When (Name) asked for the sour gummy worms, Kuroo had laughed so much that he accidentally burned their food. 

💟 (Name) heard “Take a Break” in her mind when Kuroo said “Look at that, baby”, but she didn’t mention it to anyone. Nor did she admit to herself how it made her feel   (visit the link for an explanation)

AN: I’m debating switching my schedule so that “Lockscreens” updates on Thursdays instead of Fridays. What do y’all think? 

LMK what y’all think of the fun facts too! 

Oh yeah, requests are still open for the 150 follower celebration!

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17. Needing to kiss to hide from bad guys with ladrien! pretty please!

This is such a cute one omg. Thank you SO much, Nonny! Ladrien is such an underrated joy. 

October 5th entry in my “kiss a day” challenge (requests open).

17. Needing To Kiss To Hide From Bad Guys (Ladrien)

Adrien shut the door tight and exhaled a heavy breath. His back pressed to the wall and he scanned the little library to be sure he had no company and the windows weren’t lined with paparazzi. Running a hand through his hair, careful not to dishevel the strands too terribly because he didn’t want to hear his father complain about how unkempt he looked in the photographs the next day, Adrien let his eyes fall shut for just a moment. He hated when people got Akumatized in the middle of a big party. Cameras were everywhere and everyone always had an eye on where he was and what he was doing. It made transforming a million times harder than it needed to be.

“Alright, Plagg. We need to get back out there to help Ladybug. Instaglam’s followers are no joke.” He pushed himself from the wall and looked down at his ring. “Claws o–”

THUD!

The door swung open and Adrien buried his hand back into his pocket, immediately jerking to look at who was intruding. Parties were the worst.

All of his internal grumbling was hushed, however, when he saw a familiar frame bump the door shut and then lean against it to catch her breath. Ladybug had a hand over her chest and her eyes snapped shut, even when winded she still managed to look like she had a complete handle on things. In a daze, Adrien found himself unable to move a muscle. His eyes were fixed on her every motion as she muttered words he couldn’t quite make out. It was a terrible thing to notice, but he swore she was wearing a different color lip gloss. Glitter was catching on the moonbeams that peeked through the curtains.

“She’s so beautiful.” A dreamy sigh gave way to words that were definitely not meant to be voiced. 

“Who’s there? Are you trapped?” Ladybug’s spine straightened and she stepped away from the doorframe, bluebell eyes darting across the room to find the source of the sound she must have heard. He hoped and prayed that she didn’t connect that the words were about her. She took a few steps into the room and then froze up when she saw him. “A-Adrien?”

Bewilderment was shared through the silence. He swore he saw a faint blush on her cheeks as she studied him. He really hoped he hadn’t messed up his hair a few moments prior. He looked silly enough just gawking at her, he didn’t need to also look like he’d neglected to brush. “My– Ladybug! Thank god you found me. I was just…” Coming up with an excuse on the fly, he was willing to look a little helpless. “I was hiding from the mob.”

“Instaglam’s followers won’t hurt you, Adrien. They’re after my Miraculous.” Confidence oozed from her as she gave him a smile bright enough to nearly light the dark room. “Give me a minute to come up with a plan and we’ll have you somewhere safe as soon as possible.”

In his mind, he wasn’t managing to form more than the word ‘wow’ on loop, but his mouth was doing an okay job at picking up where his brain couldn’t. “Thank you. I wonder what got her so worked up.”

“Her name is Kylie Kay, she’s an ‘influencer’. She was invited to this party full of big names in fashion and celebrities that are considered a lot higher up on the social ladder. I think she was feeling a little out of her depth. She must have been so excited to get the invite and then so devastated when people didn’t really seem to care that she showed up.” Ever sympathetic, Ladybug’s smile faltered some. “Her followers will do anything she asks and I’m sure revenge on whoever embarrassed her is on the agenda. Hawkmoth just wants my Miraculous first.” 

Adrien nodded a few times. He wished he could be a little more help. Chat Noir was currently benched until he could get them split up long enough to transform. This whole secret identity thing was really more trouble than it was worth sometimes. “So, if they’re after you, then we need to find a way to hide you.”

“No.” Leaning against the desk in the center of the room, she pressed a red finger to her lips to think. He found himself wishing for a moment that he could be her glove. “I was planning to lay low until Chat Noir gets here, but I might be able to–”

“We’re coming for your Miraculous, Ladybug!”

“You can’t hide from us!!”

“What kind of hero runs away?! #CancelLadybug!”

“Vengeance for Kylie Kay!” 

Whatever she was going to say it was already too late. The mob was making their way down the hall and opening every door they passed. Footsteps thundered, broken up only by the crashing of doors being thrown open and the mass booing that followed when they found a room empty.

“Ladybug you need to sneak out the window! They’re going to come in here.” Adrien moved fast, heading to push aside the drapes.

“Wait!” She followed him. “I think I have an idea, but I need to you to trust me.”

When he turned back to face her, he saw a deep red had formed across the bridge of her nose. The blush had him blushing in turn. What had her so flustered? “I’d trust you with my life.”

She took in a deep breath and then took his hand and pulled him towards one of the bookshelves. “I need to borrow your suit jacket.”

He blinked once or twice, but then he obliged. The white blazer was shrugged from his shoulders and placed in her outstretched hand. Air nearly choked him as he watched her pull it over her svelte frame. This was like a fever dream. Ladybug was standing in front of him with his jacket draped over her body and a blush blazing on her cheeks. “Ladybug?”

“If they open the door and see something private then they’ll leave. They don’t care about scandals right now, they care about finding Ladybug.” Next she reached up and undid the ribbons that held her hair up in those signature pigtails. Loose waves the color of the night sky fell to frame her face and rest on her shoulders. 

Still very confused, Adrien averted his eyes. This felt strange, it felt intimate. “But–”

Footsteps were growing louder and growing closer. Any protests ran dry when Ladybug reached out to cradle his cheek in her hand. She guided his face back and stared up at him with the most intoxicating cocktail of emotions in her eyes. “I-I’m sorry about this.” She whispered shyly before leaning upwards and doing something he never could have guessed possible.

Ladybug was kissing him. 

It took him a few seconds to process it, the softness of her lips, the gentle brush of her fingertips across his cheekbone. But oh, his response came with little hesitation. A hand fell onto her hip to guide her closer as he savored the passing sensations. He wasn’t exactly sure why she kissed him, or why she apologized, but all effort that could have gone into putting those things together was discarded in favor of letting her lead him in this sudden bliss.

The door was pushed open and he distinctly heard voices. Made a few phone cameras clicking as well. But what was said or how the reactions landed was lost on him. The door was left open and whether they were still being watched or not was a mystery to him. Adrien’s eyes were shut and he was kissing the woman of his dreams without regard for anything else.

But just as quickly as she’d leaned in to steal his lips, she took a small step back and broke the kiss. 

He let go of a shaky breath he hadn’t even known he’d been holding as his eyes fluttered open. Ladybug was leaned up against the bookcase, lips parted and spilling out tremblings breaths. She was flushed, but she was smiling. Every part of him wanted to lean in and take her lips back, pull her back into a kiss and this time never let her free. But she looked past him to the door and then abruptly looked down at the ground. 

“Um… I just thought… I had read in a book once that…” She was stammering, something he’d never seen her do before but found insanely endearing. She had used him as a cover up to get behind the crowd. She was so brilliant. Always one step ahead. It never ceased to amaze him. 

“It’s okay.” Rubbing the back of his neck and looking towards the window, he tried to swallow down the pounding of his heart. “I-It… It was a good plan. It worked. You should, uh, you should get out there. I’m sure Chat Noir’s on his way and now you’ve got the advantage. They’re chasing a figment of their imagination.”

“Here,” She wiggled out of his jacket and offered it back to him. “This is yours.”

“Keep it.” Adrien looked directly to her now. “It looks good on you.”

Silence started to take hold again as Ladybug shifted her weight from one leg to the other. He was almost worried that he’d said the wrong thing until she put her arms back into the sleeves. The shoulders were far too big for her and the whole silhouette was slouchy. A little laugh played in his throat, one that she mirrored with a giggle too soft and sweet to feel real. 

“Thank you for helping, Adrien.” Ladybug made her way to the door, casting a little smile over her shoulder before disappearing into the hall. 

Adrien brought his fingers to his lips, feeling where the warmth of hers had been only moments before. There was a lingering layer of gloss and shimmer that transferred onto fingertips. A part of him wanted to just leave it there, let it cling to him for as long as he could keep it. But he knew that he was going to have to transform and couldn’t have an evidence of what just happened. He reached from the handkerchief that would have been in the breast pocket of his blazer only to be struck with the mental image of her still wearing it. His face heated again and he just wiped his mouth clean with his sleeve. 

“Are you going to just stand here looking stupid or are you going to go help? Jeez.” Plagg came out from where he’d been hiding, looking about as grumpy as ever. 

“Yeah, yeah. You’re right. Let’s get out there!”

[aweebwrites]

The Monastery Massacre Pt.4

Considering that the Monastery wasn't very big to begin with, they found what they believed was the younger brother's room relatively quickly. There are several scrolls dusty scrolls about, some heavily damaged by being exposed to the elements.

“Well, start reading.” Skylor says, picking up the closest one.

The others looked at each other before doing the same.

“These are all old prophecies and fighting styles.” Ash says, tossing his scroll down after a few moments. “None of which are for fighting ghosts.” He added, crossing his arms.

“Nothing here either.” Tox sighed, tossing her scroll down.

“These scrolls don't have anything we can use. There has to be something else.” Neuro says, setting his aside and began to look around for any hidden areas or anything that stood out.

“Woah!” Shade yelped, ducking out of the way of a scroll that went flying out of nowhere.

Neuro frowned as he picked it up from where it landed at his feet. He looked around, trying to spot anyone aside from their shrinking group before he opened it.

“It’s definitely one of them!” Shade says, hiding behind Tox who sighed but didn't comment.

Her last words to Griffin was how much of a coward she thought he was after all.

“What does it say?” Skylor asked, walking over to look in it.

“It's just an old legend. What's more curious is that the word morning is underlined.” He says, pointing it out as she held one side. “Perhaps one of them is trying to tell us something. But who? And why not tell us directly?” He questions with frown, contemplating the word.

“Wait.” Ash says after a moment of thought. “Do you think they're trying to tell us that we just have to last until morning?” He asked, looking to the others.

“What sense does that make?” Neuro questions.

Daylight can't affect them. They're not vampires after all… Or can it?

“Think about it. All of their bodies were found in the morning, right? Which means they were killed at night. Doesn't things like the time they were killed affects their haunts?” Ash questioned.

“... You might be onto something Ash.” Neuro says, considering it.

“But we still don't have a way to fight back. They could attack at any moment and we'll be powerless to stop it.” Tox pointed out.

“You're right.” Neuro sighed, realising that they were back to square one.

“Well, it's 2:59 am.” Skylor says, glancing at her phone that had no signal. “3:00 now-”

Suddenly, both Shade and Tox hit the ground, both of them screaming as they were dragged out of the room.

“Shade! Tox!” Neuro yelled as they ran after them, trying to grab their hands.

“I don't want to die! I don't want to die!” Shade screamed as he clawed at the wooden floors, trying to stop himself but only suffering massive splinters he didn't feel at all due to the fear and adrenaline pumping through him.

“We're done for! Save yourselves!” Tox yelled at them- just before she was suddenly picked up and thrown like a ragdoll outside, her scream cut off suddenly.

“No!” Ash yelled, grabbing and holding onto Shade's hand and pulling back but Shade wasn't budging.

“Don't let me go Ash! You have to help me!” Shade yelled, knuckles white from his tight grip.

“I'm not letting you go Shade!” Ash yelled, pulling as hard as he can.

A figure in white in the doorway to the outside caught his attention and Ash's eyes widened once glowing blue eyes turned to outright glare at him. Ash let go then, making Shade panic even more.

“No! Ash!” Shade screamed as he was dragged outside, the paper door slamming shut behind him.

“No!” Neuro yelled, tugging at the paper door that wouldn't budge.

A look through a hole only revealed heavy snow and nothing else. Skylor collapsed then, sobbing into her hands, the reality of their situation setting in again. What the hell does morning matters? They won't make it that long. They could kill them all in seconds!

“They're gone Neuro.” Ash says and Neuro whirled around to face him before slamming him up against the wall.

“You! I saw you let Shade go! How could you! He was your best friend!” He yelled at him and Ash pushed him off.

“Look, I looked dead into that ghost's eyes and if I didn't let go, it was going to be me instead.” Ash hissed. “Shade will always be my friend but I have to take my chance to get out of this hell hole.” He huffed.

“Now that they have the both of them, the next attack should hopefully postponed. Now I don't know about you but nothing in this monastery will fend off these stu- these ghosts. All but one thing that is. They say a complete circle of salt should keep evil spirits back, right?” Ash says as Neuro breathed heavily. “I know for a fact that Tox likes her vodka salted so she must have some in her bag. It's all we've got but it's worth the try. Are you in or out?” He asked them both before turning away to hear back to the room they were in before.

Neuro glared at him as he went but if they wanted a chance to live, they had to follow him. He looked down at where Skylor was huddled into a ball before walking over to her.

“Come on. We have to go.” He says quietly to her, reaching his hand out and she looked up at him, eyes and face still wet.

She didn't want to move, just to stay here and pretend none of it actually happen but if she did that, her chances of being attacked was much higher. She swallowed then took his hand and let him help her up then followed after Ash.

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Tox groaned as she came to, her side hurting something fierce. It was really cold too. She blinked her eyes open slowly, seeing nothing but snow. She blinked once more then startled once a man was there, sitting in the snow and was completely unaffected by it. He appeared as if he had rolled around in dirt but the fact that he was in black was what brought everything back to Tox.

'Oh right. I'm about to die.’ She thought, watching him look up at the cloudy sky.

“... W-what's your n-name?” Tox stuttered out from the cold only.

She wasn't afraid. She accepted her faith but she wanted to know his name before he killed her.

'Funny. No-one else bothered to ask before.’ The man spoke, his voice brushing her ear like a distant whisper. 'It's Cole.’

“Cole, huh?” Tox says, testing the name out. “Say Cole. Could you make it quick?” She asked him and he smirked.

The area around her began to crack and she squeezed her eyes shut just before the entire piece she was on collapsed, throwing her over the edge of the cliff. Looking up at the snow drifting down as she fell… She understood why he would want to. It was beautiful.

“Ugh!” She gasped before blood pooled into her mouth.

Her stomach… She reached a hand up to feel what happened- and felt a jagged rock, wet with her blood instead. She… Her hand went limp as her skewered body did, blood draining from her mouth.

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Shade shivered as he walked, arms wrapped tight around himself. The snow was coming down in sheets and he was getting nowhere the more he walked. He couldn't see more than an inch past his nose with the heavy snow. He hadn't dressed anticipating snow. Some degree of cold, yes but not snow.

He took a step further before his legs gave way, leaving him to collapse to his hands and knees. Where was he going again? Why couldn't his legs move. He spotted someone standing just before him then. Were they always there?

“Excuse me…” He spoke but his words were so slurred together that it was impossible to make out what he was saying.

He was so tired. The snow looks so nice and cozy. How long has he been walking?

'You're tired. You should take a nap, don't you think?' The figure in white says, crouching before him.

“Nap?” He slurred and boy does that sounds like a good idea, despite something nagging at him, telling him he had to stay away. “Five minutes won't hurt…” He mumbled, laying down.

'That's it. Now close your eyes. They must feel so heavy, don't they?’ The person says, their voice sounding like it's been dipped in honey.

They did. Just a short nap and he'll continue doing whatever he was doing. His eyes fell closed and Zane watched as he stepped, his breaths coming out as fog until the little puffs stopped completely.

'A nap never hurts anyone.’ Zane says mockingly before getting up and walking over to Cole.

'She actually asked for my name.’ Cole huffed, still sitting at the edge of the ledge.

'Isn't that thoughtful of her.’ Jay says condescendingly as he, Nya and Kai appeared.

‘Three left.’ Nya says, looking back to the monastery.

'Don't worry. Their time is now.’ A new voice says and the five apprentices bowed in respect as they laughed.

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(Back at it again with killing innocent characters! Cole literally up and yeeted Tox out of there! Lol. So! I think I made it pretty obvious who the new person is but news! I should be able to wrap this up with two more updates so this series will be over soon! Knowing me, I'll think of something to fill the void. Until next time lovelies!)

[twinflowcreates]

Ahh thank you again for the part2 of the cafe au for IkuRui! I enjoyed it so much btw! I literally bookmarked all of your fanfics to read again and again😂🙏🏻)) also if you don’t mind, can I request another IkuRui? Maybe of them celebrating for Ikkun’s birthday~

Thank you for the request! Omg I’m so happy to hear that! I can’t believe you like them that much, thank you! Of course you can, I’m so sorry for the wait ^^; I hope you enjoy this regardless! better late than never ^^;

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It was a gentle touch to his cheek that first stirred Iku out of his slumber, his eyes remained closed and breathing levelled. The softness brushed across his cheek, Iku almost leaned into it like a cat finally getting it’s attention. It was warm. The poke that followed after that roused Iku from his slumber more, his body slowly waking up though his eyes still remained shut. Three more pokes. Iku opened his eyes reluctantly, blinking once then twice. He let out a tired sound, as he stirred. “Happy Birthday Ikkun” came a soft voice, quiet as if they respected the fact he only just woke up. Iku recognised the voice immediately, his brain not registering the words but his arms wrapping around the man. “Rui” he murmured, tugging him down lightly into a hug. He used one hand to rub his tired eyes, slowly letting his brain catch up. “Thank you” He smiled. It’s my birthday, Iku thought to himself. It’s my birthday and….Rui’s awake? Both confused and surprised, Iku peered over at the time disbelief painting his face. “Rui, you’re awake so early? How?!” The shorter man quietly giggled, sitting up once more. “I wanted to be the first person Ikkun saw on his birthday” Rui admitted, Iku swore his heart warmed. “Rui” he whispered, a wide smile on his face. “ It’s a pleasant surprise, though you’ll be quite tired…” Rui waved him off with a small smile as he stood beside his bed, “It’s worth it for Ikkun” Iku decided, Rui was much too good for him. ~~~ “HAPPY BIRTHDAY” Iku partially froze in shock, his brain taking a few moments to catch up and process what had happened. He blinked then blinked again, a breath of a chuckle escaping him. He should have expected it, or so he would like to believe. Yet it was hard to at this time in the morning; when usually his friends would be asleep or just waking up. Perhaps that’s why it shocked him; not only was Rui awake, Shun and You were also awake. Not a familiar sight, unless it was for a job. He smiled, widely.

“Thank you so much everyone” He said, accepting the hugs and hair ruffles he received from his friends.

“Our Ikkun is growing up” said Yoru, somewhat dramatically, his arm thrown over Iku’s shoulder causing his body to drop down slightly. He laughed.

“You’ve said that every year, You. It’ll lose it’s meaning” Iku replied, standing up straight once You had given his hair one last ruffle in a headlock.

The others laughed too, this was nothing unusual for the members of Procellarum. Iku did, however, ponder the fact that ideas may have run dry for celebrating birthdays by now. He and Shun are at the end of the year, by now any surprise plans or gifts must have been done – right?

Iku didn’t mind though, just spending it with people he sees as a second family is enough for him. The fact they woke up before him just to wish him a happy birthday makes it even better, Rui too. He didn’t care much for gifts or special treatment, he loved things just the way they were.

“Alright, we have that group interview that we need to get to now then our scheduled separate or joined jobs after. Everyone ready to go?” Kai announced, eyes scanning the group for confirmation.

With nods of the head and sounds of approval, the group gathered their things and headed towards the door. All the while, Rui kept a soft grip on Iku’s hand, the taller man unable to help the smile on his face as they walked.

This was just fine.

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‘It’s been so long since I’ve been on a run’ Iku thought himself, raising his bottle to his lips to take a few quick sips. He panted slightly, continuing his small walk back to the dorms slowly in an attempt to cool his body down and rest.

He was the first to finish the jobs they had scheduled today, staff and people around him all wishing him a Happy Birthday. He found it gets a little monotonous after hearing it all day, it was slowly getting harder to smile, laugh and thank people.

To have time to himself was nice, although part of him longed for the company of a certain petite idol. Rui would never come on a run with him, Iku knew this, and yet still he wondered what it would be like to have the man with him. Even just to cheer him on or time him.

He glanced down at his phone, a small smile tugging at his lips. He didn’t have any notifications, or at least that wasn’t the reason why he was smiling. It was the photo he had set as his lock screen, it came as a surprise to him when he woke up.

Rui had snapped a picture of them both along with Yamato, the cat laying above his head whilst Rui had his fingers in a peace sign. Of course, Iku was asleep at this time, Rui had added a message of happy birthday to the image. Iku doesn’t know what time he had taken it or when he got into his phone to set it as his lock screen, but he did know that he was falling for the man all over again.

Perhaps the reason why he never wanted any gifts, was because Rui was the greatest gift he could ever ask for.

He nodded.

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Iku wasn’t expecting anything when he returned to the dorms, in all truthfulness he thought that the others might still be working. So when he walked through the doors to find the room neatly decorated and food circling a cake in the middle of the table, he was genuinely shocked. He took a moment to take it all in, the birthday banners, the food. It wasn’t long before his eyes fell upon the person he had longed to see all day, standing in the middle of the room a small smile present on his face.

Iku was speechless.

“Rui” he uttered softly, finally willing his mouth to speak. He stepped forward, “Did you do all this?”

A giggle made his heart do flips, a shake of the head almost left him feeling disappointed until 4 others appeared from their hiding space - soft and wide smiles on their faces as they joined Rui in the middle of the room.

“You didn’t think we wouldn’t do anything for your birthday, did you~?” asked Shun, his voice playful but suiting to the atmosphere.

Iku laughed breathily, he felt warm – happy. “Of course, not”

“We’ll leave you two alone for a bit” said Kai, gently ushering the three out of the room before sending the pair a smile.

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Rui didn’t say anything as he placed a wrapped present in Iku’s hands, a somewhat shy and nervous expression on his face. Part of Iku was relieved he didn’t have to hear the words Happy Birthday any more than he should.

He didn’t waste any time in unwrapping the gift, brown eyes inspecting the case in his hands. A CD. Addressed to…him?

“I made a song for you…I hoped it would tell you everything I feel and have felt in the months I’ve been with you” Rui explained, his voice quiet and cheeks ever so slightly red. If Iku thought he was falling in love with him again before, he must at the highest peak of love.

“I’ll listen to it now!” He said, lifting his eyes off of the CD to look at his boyfriend. “Thank you”

Rui peered away, his blush darkening, his hand shot out to stop the man before he could walk over and insert it into a CD player. Iku glanced over confused, “Rui?”

“Just in case you don’t like it…Ikkun I” Rui wrapped his arms around himself, and then he spoke. Ever so quietly, Iku almost missed it completely. “I love you”

Iku doesn’t really know what came over him at that point; why he teared up.

He threw his arms around the shorter male, holding him close as he replayed the words in his head.

It wasn’t said between them before, they knew how the other felt and showed their love in their actions and other words. To hear it said directly held so much more meaning.

“I-Ikkun?”

“I love you too” said Iku, cutting off Rui’s surprise and concern. “I love you too”

There was no doubt about it. The reason why Iku didn’t want any presents, is because he already had his spot in Rui’s heart.

Rui truly was the greatest gift.

[little-chimchim]

A Little Quieter (M)

Copy of ask: Can you write a good hongseok smut please??? i love the stories you write a lot <3333

Rating: R

Word Count: 1225

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Hongseok x Reader

A/N: Wow, this was the most involved smut that I have done. Thank you for the anon who requested it!! I hope you enjoyed it. Also, don't forget that my ask box is always open! Love you all- Kay

“Is that my shirt?” Hongseok asked. He stared at you for a long few minutes, taking in how good you looked in his clothes. You nodded your head, sleep still evident on your face. “I didn’t want to go back to my apartment for clothes last night.” You paused and looked to your friend, “So I took one of your shirts.”

You had gone out drinking with a group of your friends the night prior. It was Hongseok’s birthday so he treated everyone to a round of drinks at your go-to bar. Because of your excessive drinking the night prior, Hongseok refused to let you go home by yourself. Claiming that the city streets were much too dangerous for a drunk girl.

You agreed and followed him home, a place that you started to feel strangely attached to. You had spent many days in this apartment, watching movies or eating food. It had started to feel more like a home than your own cramped apartment.

You wiped the sleep away from your eyes and walked to the cupboards to grab a coffee mug. Hongseok watched you from the doorframe that led into the living room. He had always found you attractive, ever since the two of you first met in college. Of course, having a crush on your best friend was one of the most cliche scenarios in the book, but he couldn’t help it.

Right now, his shirt fit you like a dress. It brushed up just below your upper thigh. The shirt covered the shorts that you had worn to bed, making it appear like you were wearing nothing but his shirt.

You turned around and caught him staring at you shamelessly. You smirked and put the cup down. “Is this the part where you tell me I look extremely sexy in your clothes and that you can’t take your eyes off of.” You pointed to your body and laughed. “All of this.” You joked with him, not expecting anything but laughter.

But he was blunt. Very blunt.

“Actually, yes.” He said without hesitation.

You looked at him, eyes wide. You smiled and walked to him. “You know, I have some sweaters and sweatpants if you want to wear those.” He started to say awkwardly as you made your way closer to him.

You held up a finger “Shut up”

He laughed and leaned in closer to your face. “Make me.” He whispered.

And with that, your lips were on each other’s faster than you two could comprehend. He grabbed your hips and pulled you closer to his body. He backed you into the wall and pinned you up against it. Your lips moved hungrily against each other’s, not feeling content with just the kisses.

Hongseok moved his hands under his shirt and ran his warm fingers along your sides. He placed his other hand on the small of your back, holding you close so he could press himself into you.

His mouth eventually found its way to your neck, where he nipped at it softly. You let out a slight moan that edged him on to go further. He pushed his shirt above your head and tossed it to the floor. Hongseok’s adventurous mouth ran over your chest, his tongue teasing your already hard nipples.

He stopped and looked at you slyly. He pulled you away form the wall and left a ghost of a kiss on your lips. “This has been fun, I’m heading to the studio for a bit.” He smirked and walked to the door, his hair completely and utterly messed up.

He was a tease, but you loved it.

The next time you saw him was the next day, when you were at the apartment he shared with a few of his members. You had been lucky the previous day that the others were already at the studio when you woke up. The two of you weren’t as lucky to get that same amount of alone time today though.

You were in his kitchen, helping Hui make dinner. You handed Hui the wooden mixing spoon for the salad. “Thank you Y/N,” he said, turning around to finish cutting up the ingredients. Hongseok walked into the kitchen, acting is if were about to pick up a utensil and start helping you guys.

But that was not the case.

He made sure Hui wasn’t looking before he placed his hand on your ass and squeezed it roughly. The little action had startled you. You looked to him and he moved your hair quickly to the side and kissed your neck. He pulled away quicker than he wanted when he heard Wooseok walk into the kitchen, wondering about dinner.

“Are you okay, Y/N? You look really flushed.” Wooseok commented, bending down to look at your face. You moved your head away from his and laughed awkwardly. “I'm fine, really. It's hot in here.” You put your knife down and walked out of the kitchen.

Hui looked back at Hongseok and pointed to you. “You're her best friend go see what's wrong.” He told Hongseok. He smiled at Hui and followed after you.

You stood outside the dorm door entrance, trying to cool yourself down. You were about to walk back into the apartment but Hongseok beat you to the door. You backed up in the hall as Hongseok closed the door.

“Couldn't handle the heat?” He grinned. You squinted at him and reached for the door handle. Hongseok grabbed you hand and moved it away from the handle. “I want to continue our little fun from yesterday.”

You looked up at him, he was being completely serious. “Hongseok, the others are right inside. We can't do that.”

Hongseok leaned into you, his mouth just by your ear. “Then you'll just have to be quiet.” He whispered. You pulled him into the kiss and picked up directly where you left off in the previous day. Your shirt and bra were quickly discarded and thrown on the ground, your breasts on full display in the middle of the building's hall.

He pressed himself against you, his semi erect manhood brushing against your own wet core. You were wearing a skirt, which allowed for more than easy access to your heat.

“Fuck,” he mumbled quietly. He ran his fingers up your thigh and pushed your panties to the side. “Already this wet?” he moaned against you.

“When,” you took a deep, shaky breath. “When the guy you've had feelings for.” You stopped, his ministrations against your clit were becoming too much to handle. “Starts fucking you against a wall.”

You but your lip, afraid of telling out. “You become wet real fucking fast.” You finally got out, despite his fingers pumping in and out of you unforgivingly.

“We'll talk about our mutual feelings later. Right now I want to take you, right here right now.” He yanked his fingers out of your core and rolled his tongue around them. “You taste amazing…” he groaned.

He quickly undid his belt and adjusted himself and pulled his dick out, his jeans halfway down his thighs. He kissed your lips and bent down to lift you against the wall. Hongseok adjusted himself against your entrance.

Hongseok looked you in the eyes, giving you a quick warning look before he slowly pushed himself into you. You clamped your mouth shut, trying not to moan out from the stretch.

It took you a few moments to adjust to his size. Once you did, you nodded and held onto him tightly. He began moving in and out at an agonizing speed. He was still teasing you, even at this point.

“Hongseok, dammit, go faster.” You whispered. Hongseok smirked and picked up the speed. “That needy for me?”

You dug your nails into his back, he was reaching all the right spots. Despite barely keeping control of your own noises, you knew Hongseok was having just as hard of a time.

He pumped in and out of you quicker, his grip on your ass was firm, he pressed his fingers into the soft skin. Eventually, yours breaths became labored and you knew you weren't going to be able to make it much longer.

You both held onto each other tighter as you were reaching your peaks. And as you hit your orgasms, the noises that you tried to eliminate, came through .

You screamed out, falling limp in his arms. He nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck and caught his breath.

He brought his gaze up to meet yours. He smiled shyly and pulled out of you. He put himself back in his pants and grabbed your shirt and bra for you, helping you get them back on.

“Does this mean we're going out now?” You stood on your toes and kissed his cheek. “I don't think it means we're still best friends. We're certainly more than that.” You winked. You grabbed his hand and led him back inside the dorm, only to be greeted be the astounded looks of the rest of the members.

Hongseok leaned down to you, growing red. “I think we were heard.”

[teamkaiforever]

Up in Flames

(requested by anon)

Kai Parker x Reader word count: 5 275 warning: smut summary: Reader is talking on the phone and Kai forces her to stay on the phone while he goes down on her. (dom!kai/a little rough smut)

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Kai leaned against the kitchen door frame, his eyes following every curve of her body while she walked or more like danced/tiptoed around the kitchen wearing only his semi-unbuttoned shirt talking on the phone with her friend. It had only been a few minutes but he was already losing it watching his shirt move up her bare legs barely covering her. Y/N ran her fingers through her hair and glanced at him, accidently or not undoing another button. There was no way he’d be able to keep his hands to himself and resist touching her when all he wanted in that moment was to grab her and have his way with her then and there. Almost seven months together and he still couldn’t wrap his mind around the fact she was his. That out of everyone who had chased her she had chosen him completely ignoring her friend’s warnings about him. Every moment with her felt like magic and even though he couldn’t understand his emotions completely, he knew he loved her beyond words. Y/N had gotten into his blood stream and there was no getting her out.

  “Yeah, of course.“ she smiled at him, watching him slowly shorten the distance between them. “I um… No. I can’t during the weekend. I have someone, I mean something else to do. Maybe we can figure out something for late in the afternoon on Thursday or Friday?”

Kai laughed under his breath at her slip up and bit his lip watching her lift herself on her toes reaching for a cup in the cupboard and then slightly bending over to get milk for her coffee from the fridge. His shirt lifted itself up her body enough to give him a little more than a peek at what she was wearing while she moved around the kitchen cleaning up after breakfast and brewing a new pot with coffee. He knew she was still wearing the white lingerie he had gotten her for her birthday but seeing her in it right in that second flooded his mind with thoughts about her and what they had done last night, instantly getting his boxers to tighten around him a little. It wasn’t like she was doing any of this on purpose to drive him out of his mind, but it always happened. He walked behind her and couldn’t help but trail his fingertips up and down her inner thighs, lightly pressing at her clit through the thin fabric of her panties. Instantly her breathing turned shallow and her heart rate increased. Y/N glanced at him and shot him a warning look taking the empty plates to the sink, squeezing her phone between her cheek and shoulder. Kai stood there for a moment enjoying the view and took a few steps towards her, pressing his body against hers from behind. Slowly he brushed his palms up her thighs going higher all the way to her shoulder and then to her hands until he got a hold of the plate.

  “I got this.“ he said softly in her ear, his breath tickling her neck. Swiftly he washed the dishes, his crotch light rubbing against hers as he did until he was finished and let the plates aside to dry. Y/N turned around and his hands found their way on her waist instantly. His fingertips brushed against her bare skin while he lifted her shirt up a little and he pressed his body against hers, leaning in to whisper in her ear.   “It should be a crime. You wearing my shirt, looking so fucking hot. Hmmm – I just want to grab you and have my way with you right here.”

‘No.’ she mouthed biting her lip lightly, playing with the scruff in the back of his head. Kai growled quietly in her ear, slipping his hands to her ass and pulled her towards him suddenly. Y/N’s breath got caught in her throat instantly. Their eyes met and her mind started drifting into the memory of what they had done last night, but she pushed the thoughts away. Or at least tried to. ‘Kai–’

  “I want you.“ he whispered in her ear, gently nibbling on her earlobe. “I can’t stop thinking about what we did last night… About what I am going to do to you later –” he kissed her neck, following her carotid artery with the tip of his tongue before wrapping his fingers around her neck lightly knowing how this drove her crazy. Not that he had to try hard to do that. Just looking at him right in that moment wearing all black, unshaven with his slightly longer hair still a little messy was enough to do turn her skin on fire. Y/N lightly shook her head in a ‘no’. He growled quietly and grabbed her free hand placing it on the bulge in his boxers without taking his eyes off hers for a second watching her bite her lip feeling how hard he was while she gave him a light squeeze. He dipped his head and slowly kissed her neck, listening to her heartbeat quicken. Every beat was like a drum calling out to him, pushing him to go further and get what he wanted.

  “You will be dripping by the time I am done with you.“ he whispered, nibbling on her earlobe.

Y/N felt her breath get caught in her throat. She could feel herself getting wet just thinking what his words meant. Only right this second wasn’t the time, though he didn’t seem to care. He continued to kiss her neck, sucking on a spot on her collarbone marking her as his while grinding against her lightly driving her crazier by the second. Her mind was getting foggier by the second and she was barely able to form the words and whisper ‘no’ to him, knowing fully well that wouldn’t stop him. If anything it would push him further and perhaps that’s exactly what she wanted.

  “I don’t like hearing ‘no’, baby girl.”

Kai gazed into her eyes and smirked noticing how her eyes kept drifting between his eyes and his lips. Y/N licked her lip and lightly shook her head, putting her hand on the phone’s microphone. She started to say something when his lips crashed against hers and he pushed her further against the counter. His crotch grinded harder against hers making her moan into the kiss and by the time his lips pulled away from hers she was already completely breathless, unable to form any words even if she tried. His lips trailed their way on her jawline to her collarbone leaving wet kisses on their way, lighting her skin on fire everywhere he touched her.

  “Don’t hang up.“ he said a tone making it clear it wasn’t a request. “Keep those eyes on me –”

Y/N stared into his eyes and lost the threat of the conversation completely. His eyes had darkened almost to the point where they were black with lust and the way he was looking at her in that moment was enough to get her to surrender. How did he always get what he wanted? It was driving her insane. He was driving her insane. Her focus kept draining away with every of the remaining buttons on her shirt being undone.  Every kiss, every touch was stripping her of her self-control, making her feel like flames licked up her skin everywhere he touched her and all she could think about was his lips and his hands on her body. He was driving her out of her mind and the way his eyes remained on hers the entire time only added more to it.

  “Owwh..“ he cooed, brushing his fingertips against her core through the thin fabric of her panties. “So wet and I haven’t touched you yet. Naughty girl.”

His fingers hitched around the waistband of her panties pulling them up so hard the fabric dug in her core for a few seconds and Y/N bit her lip, trying not to moan out. He pressed his mouth on her heat inhaling and exhaling sharply a few times before without any warning he let her feel his teeth on her clit and she squealed. A devilish smirk showed on his face and he bit on the waistband of the panties slowly pulling them down her legs until they were off her. He scooped her up, seating her on the counter and placed his hands on her thighs parting her legs wider before he leaned in, licking a bold stripe right across her clit. A quiet moan left her lips and she semi-wound her legs around his head while he spread her folds wider and blew a light stream of air on her focusing the stream on her clit, listening to her breathing disappear. His tongue lapped slowly around her clit round and around and straight through the middle teasing her for a few excruciatingly long moments before pushing his middle and index finger inside her. Slowly he curled them around feeling every inch pulling out almost to the fingertip and going in again a little deeper every time. Every move of his tongue on her clit felt like a match being lit up and every curl felt like gasoline being thrown into the fire he had started and she couldn’t get enough of everything he was doing to her in that moment. Or focus on anything else but him for that matter.

  “Eyes on me, baby girl.“ he cooed watching her throw her head back. He was taking his time, savoring every moment of watching her struggle not to make any sounds and failing every time while he sucked and tugged on her clit unable to get enough. Her cheeks had flushed a bright shade of red and he could hear her heart rate increase to dangerous levels the longer he remained between her legs. His tongue, lips and fingers worked at a steady pace building her up slowly while her arousal kept flowing and he was barely able to catch up cleaning it up.

  “I think we can ummmm –” she tried to suppress a moan. Whatever focus remained was being drained with every curl of his fingers getting replaced by her lust for him. Y/N tangled her fingers in his hair gripping on it and pushing his mouth further on her. Her eyes fluttered closed for a split second and he pushed his fingers roughly inside her waking her up. There were no devils dancing in his eyes. Only flames as if he was the Devil and his only mission was to make sure she goes up in flames and he drags her straight to Hell.

   “So fucking delicious.“ he moaned, sending the vibrations directly onto her clit. Her walls tightened around his fingers spurring him to go faster until she was right at the edge. Y/N bit her lip, pressing her hand over her mouth to keep herself from screaming when she came. But instead of letting her reach her high he delayed pulling his fingers out to the fingertips for a few seconds, long enough for her to cool off a little before he started all over. Again and again he flicked her clit taking turns between nibbling and sucking on it driving her completely out of her mind. Keeping quiet wasn’t hard anymore. It was absolutely impossible, especially with his fingers pumping inside her at a vampire speed in that moment changing the pace every few pumps. Her entire body felt as if it was on fire but there was no way for her or him to extinguish it. Only thing that could be done was make the fire even bigger which was exactly what he did – his fingers curled and pumped inside her a little rougher while he sucked and tugged on her clit, devouring her as if she were his favorite ice cream. Y/N’s mouth hung open and she tried hard to keep the phone a little further away from her lips not that it would do her any good. As much as she tried not to make any sounds in reality she was a moaning and whimpering mess, fighting the urge to end the call with every second while he brought her right on the edge again.

  ‘Please –’ she mouthed, barely able to keep her eyes open feeling herself slowly starting to tip over.

Kai moaned in response, sending the vibrations directly on her clit. She pushed his mouth further on her gripping on his hair and he slowed down for a few seconds, lightly biting on her clit almost making her moan a scream. He pulled her towards him and pushed his fingers roughly inside her a little faster every time until her orgasm tore through her body more intensely than ever. Her fingers wrapped around the phone tightly as her body shook before him and she would’ve slipped off the counter if it wasn’t for him holding her.

  ‘FUCk – ’ she mouthed, more feeling the vibrations of his moans/groans on her clit than hearing them while he continued to set her on fire, unable to stop. His fingers pumped and curled inside her going in so deep his fingertips hit her spot almost every time making it harder for her to drown out her moans and he knew it. As if from underwater she could hear the person on the other end of the line, but she couldn’t even remember who that was let alone what they were talking about. All she could think about was him and how much she wanted Kai in that moment. All of him.

  ‘Kai –’ she mouthed, pushing his mouth further on her while another release approached fast. ‘I want you.’

  “No.” he moaned bringing her right on the edge, only she didn’t want to take ‘no’ as an answer.

Y/N tapped her screen and let her phone slip to the ground. Kai pulled away from her just as she her release was about to wash over her and something flashed in his eyes for a second but disappeared too fast for her to figure out what. She pulled him up until their eyes were on the same level and her lips crashed against his, kissing him as if her life depended on it. Their tongues swirled together, fighting for a dominance and her legs wound around his waist holding him towards her. Y/N buried her fingers in his hair, feeling his hands travel up and down her back pulling her closer. She tugged on his shirt attempting to take it off when suddenly her hands were pinned behind her back. Kai gazed into her eyes, chuckling for a moment and shoved his fingers in her mouth for her to clean. His eyes flashed with mix of danger, lust and anger, a look she recognized instantly. It was a look that both excited her and scared her in a way that turned her on.

  “Naughty girl.“ he said in a low seductive voice with a hint of warning in it. “I told you. Don’t hang up. What am I going to do with you now?” he pretended to think for a moment and smirked devilishly at her.

Y/N moaned around his fingers, her tongue swirling around them while she kept her eyes on his. He bit his lip and leaned in towards her, his crotch lightly grinding against hers and her eyes rolled in the back of her head. Her hands might be restrained behind her back but she didn’t need to touch to know he was harder than he had ever been. He pulled out his fingers and without a word he grabbed her and tossed her over his shoulder.

  “Where are we going?” she asked, knowing there won’t be an answer. He brushed his fingertips up her thighs all the way to her core and hummed, climbing the stairs to the second floor where their bedroom was. A flick of his wrist later the door swung open and he tossed her on the bed, waving his hand and closing the door with magic. “Kai?”

  “Take that shirt and bra off.” he said without taking his eyes off her for a second, looking at her as if she was her pray. It was a look that turned her on like crazy and for a moment she just stood there completely mesmerized forgetting where she was and what she had to do until he raised his brows lightly.

Y/N shifted on the bed, moving to stand on her knees and pushed the sleeves of his shirt off her shoulders. Then without taking her eyes off him for a second, she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, tossing it on the floor. Kai hummed, taking a step towards her but just as she reached for him he gripped her wrists holding them behind her back and slowly got on the bed with her.

  “You are in so much trouble, young lady.“ he whispered in her ear, wrapping his fingers around her neck squeezing it lightly before gazing in her eyes for a long moment. He smirked devilishly at her, trailing his fingertips all the way from her neck down her bare chest to her core before slipping his hand behind her back and pulling her towards him until there was nowhere to go and he could feel her heartbeat.  "You have been a very bad girl. Do you know what happens to bad girls?” he nibbled on her earlobe. “They get punished.”

  “What are you going to do me?“ she bit her lip, feeling his fingertips brush gently against her cheek.

  “Teach you a lesson, of course.” he smiled innocently at her and in a flash flipped her over on her knees, shoving her face into the bed.

Kai smirked listening to her moan quietly and rubbed his palm against her ass cheeks almost lovingly for a long moment before his hand connected with her skin. A loud moan, almost a small scream, escaped her lips and she squeezed her eyes shut for a moment enjoying the burning feeling. It was always like this – Kai’s punishments excited her like nothing else could and sometimes she wondered if she kept testing him on purpose just to bring out this side of him. There was just something about him being dominant that was driving her nuts and he knew it. He knew exactly how to push her buttons and drive her out of her mind at all times.

  “FUckk–“ she moaned loudly, feeling herself starting to drip down her thighs after he slapped her again. How it was that his actions in that moment excited her that much? It was driving her nuts how Kai being rough with her was able to make her feel. No feeling could even remotely compare. Every time his palm connected with her skin felt like a jolt of electricity coursing through her veins waking up every fiber in her body and she just couldn’t get enough. *smack* He rubbed his palm against her cheek and switched hands, using the one with the rings. At first the cold felt refreshing on her flamed up skin, and when the next smack followed she bit lightly on the sheets not realizing how much it would hurt mixing metal with a sore spot.

  “There’s going to be such a pretty bruise here tomorrow –” he cooed, pressing his lips against the sore spot for a moment before brushing his fingers against her clit. Instantly her body convulsed at his touch and he smiled to himself seeing her drip down her thighs. “You like that, don’t you? You love it when I am rough with you, when I am in control.”

  “Yes.“ she moaned, feeling him slurp some of her arousal about to drip onto the sheets. Slowly he dipped his fingers inside her all the way to the last knuckle, curling around and pulling out to the fingertips. He let go of her wrists, holding them together behind her back with magic and slapped her again, agonizingly slowly pushing his fingers inside her again while she pushed back at them. A little louder moan of pleasure tumbled off her lips with the next smack and her walls clenched around his fingers while he continued to pump his fingers inside her and just as she was about to tip over the edge – nothing.

  “What the –”

  “Owhh, you didn’t think I’d let it slide just with the spanking and let you cum did you?“ he said innocently, pulling her back towards him until her back pressed against his chest. "No, no, no. Today you only cum when I say so… and you are not allowed to make any sounds either.” Y/N gulped. “Too much?”

  “Um yeah.”

  “Perfect then.“ he smirked just as she Y/N turned her head sideways, their eyes meeting. Instantly her hands found their way on the bulge in his boxers and she squeezed him lightly, biting her lip. He was so hard all she could think about in that moment was having him inside her knocking the air out of her lungs.   “You are such a dirty little thing.” he moaned in her ear, brushing his fingers against her cheek. Y/N hummed and puckered her lips at his. “No.”

  “Please?“ she gave him her best puppy dog eyes. Kai gazed into her eyes for a moment and flip-tossed her on her back. In a flash his lips crashed against hers drowning her in a deep passionate kiss. He couldn’t figure out how even when he was the one in control, she still found a way to get what she wanted. Y/N knew exactly how to push his buttons just like he knew how to push hers. His crotch pushed hard against hers making her moan into the kiss and he reached in the night stand’s drawer pulling out two silk scarfs. Y/N tried to fight him off, realizing her punishment included a ‘no touching’ clause but it was useless and a moment later her hands were tied to the headboard of the bed. "Kai –”

  “Yes?“ he trailed agonizingly slowly his finger on her jawline and down her chest skipping the place she needed him most. "What is it, baby girl? Tell me.”

  “Fuck me.“ she bit her lip feeling his fingertips brush up her inner thighs and higher until he cupped her breasts with his large hands. He rolled her nipples between his middle and index fingers, lightly tweaking and pinching them and slowly leaned over her pressing the flat of his tongue against her left nipple, swirling the tip around and lightly nibbling on it. Waves of pleasure washed over her body, concentrating on her core and for a moment it felt as if she could cum from nipple play alone. Not that he’d let her without permission.    "Please –”

  “No, no.“

  “Please –” she tried to suppress a moan, gazing in his eyes. “I want you. I need you.”

  “Bad girls don’t get to make demands, sweetheart.“ he scolded her. "They get punished.”

  “Kai–“ she moaned.

  “Shhhh… No talking.” he cooed, wrapping his fingers around her neck before his lips crashed against hers, anxious and greedier than ever.

Their lips moved fiercely against each other, almost as if the kiss was a competition to see who would suck the air out of the others lungs first. Slowly his lips moved down her jawline and Y/N bit her lip trying to keep herself from moaning while he trailed his fingers up the sides of her body, slipping lower and lower leaving wet sloppy kisses on his way. He could feel her completely melting under his touch, struggling not to make any sounds.

  “Such a good girl.“ he smirked at her lightly nibbling on her stomach on his way to her core. He pulled her by the hips and spread her legs wider, almost pushing them over her head.   “So wet just for me.” he cooed, slurping some of her arousal.

His tongue lapped around and around her clit merely teasing her for a few long moments and slipped his tongue inside her. He curled it inside her slowly going a little deeper every time while his scruff brushed against her folds driving her crazier with every passing second. He hitched his hands around her hips, pulling her towards him and continued to devour her as if she was his favorite candy making it harder and harder for her to drown out her moans. Her eyelids kept drooping and every time they did, he’d find a way to wake her up – either lightly biting on her clit or reaching his hand up to grab her face. Her back arched off the bed a little more with every curl of his tongue and she pushed her hips down on him wanting more but every time she was close to her release he stopped only to start all over again a few moments later.

  “Please, Kai… I need it. –“ she begged after for perhaps the 4th time he had denied her the release she craved. Her entire body was up in flames as if she was on fire, or the room was on fire. Y/N wasn’t sure which one it was, all she knew was that she wanted him… all of him.

  “No.” he denied her again and hopped off the bed while she watched him pull his shirt over his head and push down his boxers freeing his lenght. Y/N bit her lip, trying to reach her hands towards him, wanting nothing more but to wrap her fingers around him but instead she got to watch him stroke himself a few times before he climbed back onto the bed, parting her legs wider.

  “Please –“

Kai chuckled, slowly rubbing his thick shaft against her folds. Y/N tried to keep her eyes open but it was getting harder and harder and every time her eyelids dropped he grabbed her face forcing her gaze on his, sliding just the tip of his hard lenght inside her pushing and pulling again and again feeling her melt under him. She pushed her hips down at him wanting all of him but he was a step ahead every time, continuing to tease her and listen to her beg for him a while longer before without any warning he entered her at once. A small scream tumbled off her lips and she grabbed on the scarfs pulling at them. Her back arched off the bed and she threw her head back at the soft pillows when suddenly his fangs sank in her carotid artery quite literally making her body go up in flames. He trailed his hands on hers until their fingers intertwined together. His thrusts were slow, pulling out almost completely and going in harder and deeper every time while he continued to feed on her.

  “FUCk Malachai –” she whispered in his ear, feeling every inch of him on the way out and the way in as he filled her in to the brim. Kai pulled away, gazing into her eyes while purple/black veins still flashed under his and growled quietly. His bloody lips crashed against hers and he thrusted inside her harder than before knocking the air out of her lungs completely, picking up the speed every time he entered her until there were barely a few seconds between each thrust.

  “You are playing with fire, princess.“ he warned, swinging one of her legs over his shoulder allowing him to go deeper. "Careful or you might get burned.”

Y/N bit her lip trying hard to keep her eyes on him while his thrusts became rougher and continued to pound her senseless. It felt as if he wanted to bury his entire self inside her and even though he couldn’t, he kept trying. There was something about her calling him by his full name when they were together that pulled out his wild rough side which she loved so much and she just couldn’t resist pushing that button again and again.      “Maybe I want to get burned.“

Kai smirked at her, purple/black veins flashing under his eyes for a moment when her walls tightened around him. Every now and then he’d switch up the pace from fast to slow to steady, driving her completely out of her mind. Her entire body felt as if it was on fire and for a moment she actually got worried they might spontaneously combust into actual flames.

  “Please let me cum –” she begged, her walls clenching around him again a little more intensely this time.

  “No.“ he groaned wrapping his fingers around her neck to hold her in place. He slowed down to the point where he almost stopped and waited for her to cool down a little, as if that were possible having his fingers slip to her clit drawing slow circles. Slowly he pulled out almost completely leaving just tip inside her and entered her again with a hard deep thrust, hitting her spot perfectly, withdrawing slowly making her feel every inch before going in harder each time. His thrusts became faster again and she felt his lenght twitch inside her almost at the same time her walls tightened around him.

  “Please, Kai –” she begged again barely able to hold it.

  “No.“ he thrusted inside her rougher. "I told you, baby girl. Today you cum only when I say so.”

  “Please, Malachai –“ she pulled on the ropes again, throwing her head back lightly. "I can’t h-hold it much lon-ger –”

Kai leaned in and rested his forehead on hers, his hot breath hitting her face every time he knocked the air out of her lungs. Purple/black veins flashed under his eyes while he continued to thrust deeper and rougher every time. His emotions went on overdrive feeling her walls tighten around and he felt himself lose control with her just like every time they were together. It just wasn’t possible for him to keep himself in check when they were skin to skin, their bodies intertwined –

  “Cum for me baby girl.“ he whispered in her ear, nibbling on her earlobe moments before sinking his fangs into her carotid artery pushing both of them over the edge at the same time.

Y/N pulled on the scarfs again, semi-screaming his name when her orgasm tore through her body and she felt him come in hot spurts inside her while he rode through both their highs until they were both finished and he collapsed on top of her. His tongue swirled around the two holes on her neck not letting a drop of her blood go to waste before he gazed into her eyes and his bloody lips crashed against hers drowning her in a passionate kiss. Before he had realized what was happening, Y/N rolled on top of him and pinned his hands on either side of his head. Their lips moved fiercely against each other and every time he tried to pull away, she got more demanding until he had to push her away for her to take a breath.

  “How did you do that?” he wondered, gazing into her eyes.

Y/N smiled innocently at him. “You were too busy driving me out of my mind to notice me pulling on the knots.”

  “Damn Y/N –“

  “Shhh—” she pressed her finger on his lips. “No talking. I need these lips for something else. Now, where were we?”

_________________________________________ note: i am not sure if that’s what you had in mind, but i hope you like it anyways ❤ MASTERLIST - SMUT MASTERLIST - FLUFF

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Jaya (Pirate AU) - The Greatest Treasure

A little (Movie) Jaya oneshot I wanted to write.

There will be another part to this. When I actually write it is an entirely different story but for now here’s a little drabble.

Jay sat awkwardly in his seat, his eyes downward as they stared at the balled up fists in his lap. He didn't look up at the pirate captain that was watching him from the other side of her desk. She had her elbows propped up on the table, hiding her lips with her hands which she had rested atop one another. She hadn't said a word since she'd called him into her cabin, and he didn't have the nerve to say anything. They must've been sat there for three minutes in the complete silence. The longer it went on, the more his nerves built up. Had he done something wrong? Had he said something? Did he forget to clean a part of the ship? Oh god, what if he had? What if a load of mold had built up because of his carelessness. Captain despised mold, it made her gag. Oh dear, oh dear, oh-

"Jay-"

"YES- I mean," He cleared his throat and took a deep breath. "Yes, Captain?"

She paused and blinked before brushing it off and resting her head on top of the bridge her hands had made. She looked thoughtful, concerned, worried. A whole array of things really. She looked as if she was trying to read him like he was the smallest font on a page of a novel. Her relentless gaze made him feel slight discomfort and he shuffled a little in his place. He wasn't sure how to sit, how to position his hands, should he cross his legs? No, that was way too formal...or, no, wait, was it?

"Have you been sleeping well?" She spoke again.

"Uhm..." The brunette nodded. "Yes, I've been fine-"

"Not homesick?" There's a pause.

"No M'am-."

"Getting on with everyone?"

"Yes, M'am-."

"Eating properly? Wouldn't want you to get ill." Jay was bombarded with these questions without even a moment to get another word in edgeways. He didn't understand why she had brought him in here for this. Weren't these just things she asked in general? In fact, she did ask him these things, pretty much on a daily basis. Every day, even. Was she stalling? What did she stall for? Was she waiting for something to happen? He had to know.

"Captain...is something wrong?" The boy tilted his head oh so innocently to the side and leaned forward a little, his hands gripping the edge of his chair. The pirate sighed and shut her eyes momentarily as she calmed herself. She'd lost her composure, dear oh dear this wasn't going as well as she'd hoped it would.

"Mhm." She let her hands separate and fall to the desktop, only to then rejoin. She began to twiddle her thumbs mindlessly yet frantically like she was running out of time. "I just want to make sure your okay."

That only confused Jay even more so. Did she really need to bring him into her cabin for that? He didn't believe that was the only reason she wanted to speak to him, it couldn't be. Especially not when she seemed as distant as she did. Or distracted. Or just in general, off.

"Yes Captain, I'm fine. I'm worried about you though." She gave a tired laugh and a smirk.

"Me? Jay, you shouldn't concern yourself. The burdens I face are ones I must face alone."

"Are they though? Wouldn't talking about them make you feel better?" She didn't say anything at first. She just hummed and separated her hands yet again. The noirette peered down at the map in front of her as she picked up a small dagger and began to play with the pointed tip. She placed her finger directly on the top, and yes, I am referring to the sharpest part of the entire blade. She pressed it into her finger like it was nothing, and when her finger bled she merely watched as the small trickle ran down her thumb at a snail's pace. She didn't rub it in, didn't so a thing, just sat back and examined the way the blood trailed downward.

"Perhaps it would." Finally, she grabbed a rag from her pocket and wiped away the blood from her finger. "But if I must talk about my problems I'd rather talk with Kai. He is my brother after all, and I'd rather not bother you with my issues. You worry enough as it is."

"I don't worry that much-"

"Yes." She looked him dead in the eye. "Yes you do."

Okay, he had to admit, she wasn't wrong there. He did have a habit of over thinking and panicking. There was always something or someone on his mind, whether it be his family back home or if the incoming storm could lead to his inevitable end. He was a complete worry wart. He didn't get why, he just was he supposed. Just like ya' Ma, as his Pa always used to tell him. Just constantly worrying. Worry, worry, worry. But one thing was for sure, she was WAY worse than he was. She always fretted over him, but really neither he nor his father could blame her. The island they lived on wasn't exactly the most friendly place.

"You look tense." She muttered, placing the knife back down on the table and standing up from her seat. She hadn't even glanced in his direction as she had stated this matter o' factly. For some reason, the fact she'd brought up his tense demeanor only made him feel even more on edge. And that feeling only increased more when she walked over to him and stood behind him. His heart was fluttering and he could feel his cheeks heating up. He didn't look at her in fear of her seeing his blushing face.

She didn't know about his feelings towards her, and he intended to keep it that way. A swabbie in love with his captain? That raised all sorts of issues. It would never work, she was the highest-ranking member of the ship whilst he was the lowest. Besides, what would someone as beautiful and strong as her want with someone as ugly and weak as him? She could have anyone if she wanted. Cole was better suited for her. He was the most muscular of the crew, he was a closer rank to Nya, plus he was good-looking. The man tied his hair into a man bun for crying out loud, he was the pinnacle of cool. He was basically the full package. Why wouldn't Nya want him?

"You're even worried now, aren't you?"

"Ha...Nothing get's past you Captain." He attempted to sound calmer than he actually was, but ultimately it backfired and his true feelings were even more evident in his tone. That's the moment when Jay felt a pair of hands plant themselves on his shoulders firmly. He gasped a little out of surprise and made Nya laugh. She squeezed gently and brushed her thumbs back and forth.

"Jay, I need to confess something to you." Jay's heart beat faster. What could she possibly have to tell him? He secretly hoped for some form of love confession, but he doubted it.

"Yes, Captain?" Her hands left his shoulders and she slowly walked around to face him. She stood directly in front of him and peered down at the small boy sat hunched up in his chair. He wasn't looking at her, just down at her feet. The first thing that came to Nya's mind was the possibility of Jay finding her intimidating. She was a pirate captain after all so she had to show her authority in front of the others, but even then she'd always been a lot more gentle and calm with him, even in front of the crew. She didn't want to scare him, that was the very last thing she wanted.

"My brother and I were born on this very ship. We've been sailing the seas for our entire lives." She began wandering left and right with her arms crossed in front of her, telling the story Jay had heard a thousand times before. He was aware of their past, she mentioned it often, her enemies mentioned it often too. Her parents were well known and feared by other pirates, their disappearance only made them even more infamous. Their children had become targets now that they were out in the open without the protection of Maya and Ray. No one had defeated them yet, evidently. There was no denying these siblings were the offspring of those two.

"Whilst we are still searching for our mother and father, as pirates, we have an irreplaceable drive towards treasure. We crave it. Am I making sense to you right now?"

"Yes Captain."

"Okay, good. One time, I remember my mother telling me that I'd find the greatest treasure of all and that when I did I should hold onto it and never let go." Nya stopped in place and looked at the brunet again, his head still facing the ground. She stepped forward so she was closer to the teen, her hands now behind her back. She took a shaky breath to try and steady herself, hoping her voice wouldn't give up on her and leave the impression of her being weak.

"I think I've found it, Jay."

"Oh, well...where is it? Is it nearby? A few day's travel? I'm not really sure why you're telling me about this treasure, but, if that's what was bothering you-" The boy never got to finish his sentence before a hand gripped his chin and tilted his head upward to look up at the beautiful girl before him. He had hidden his blush before but now it was pretty much impossible; his face was the colour of crimson due to their proximity. He was at a slight loss for words as he thought quietly to himself. She was just so stunning, even out on the ocean she always looked her absolute best. Immaculate, even. Not a scrape of mud was to be seen anywhere on her person, not even under her nails. Speaking of which, they were kind of digging into his skin, squishing his cheeks, not that he really cared too much. Her hair was long and silky, slightly wavy toward the bottom as it went down past her shoulders. And her eyes? Oh man, her eye's were spectacular. They were a deep purple, a very unique and unforgettable colour for hues to be. Even now, her expression a mix of seriousness with a touch of fear left him in awe.

"I'm looking right at it." Now that had thrown him completely off guard. His heart was pounding now and he felt nauseous but in an oddly good way.

"Wh...What?" He just about got the words out as Nya knelt down to his eye level, her hand still on his chin. Her eyebrows were furrowed and her lips were in a thin straight line.

"You are the greatest treasure, Jay. My greatest treasure." She spoke quietly, clearly not feeling as confident as she usually was. The teen wasn't entirely sure what to say in response. This was everything he had wanted, Nya feeling as strongly about him as he did for her, but it was just so unexpected that he couldn't believe it. The captain loved him. She loved him...she loved him? Was this a joke? Was she pretending? Were the others hidden behind her desk ready to jump up and start laughing at him? They all knew about his crush on her and teased him about it constantly. Kai was the biggest culprit, not even caring that it was his sister he had eyes for. Jay was sure he would be angry but now it all made sense. He knew Nya felt the same, he had to have known!

"Captain..."

"Call me Nya."

"Nya." He corrected himself. "Are you sure I'm what you want?"

"Yes, more than anything." Her hand slipped away and landed in his lap, linking itself with one of the hands that were already laying there. Her other hand came up from the floor and did the same.

"But...why?"

"So many reasons." Her eyes were half-lidded as she kept her gaze on him. "You are so kind and sweet, not to mention funny. And you are such an incredibly hard worker, more so than anyone else on this ship. I love your enthusiasm, your politeness, just...everything. But do you know what mesmerized me the most about you?" Jay shook his head and awaited her response.

"The first time I looked into your eyes, I saw a neverending pool of grey and blue. It was like staring into a sea during a thunder and lightning storm. But after one day on this ship, I swear, your eyes became the deepest ocean blue. It's as if your mood dictates the colour of your eyes and it's just..." She trailed off and never finished her sentence. However, she continued to stare at his face. She loved his dark brown skin dotted with even darker freckles. His messy, curly and disheveled hair that stuck out all over the place, she ADORED it. She didn't have anything else left to say, she just wanted his answer. Just wanted to hear him say yes and for them to live happily until their days came to an end.

"Nya, I..." The girl held her breath. "I feel the same." A huge smile adorned both of their faces.

"Really?"

"Most certainly." Nya let go of his hands in a flash and engulfed him into a hug, knocking the chair back in the process and slamming them both into the floor. It hurt, don't get me wrong, but at that moment the pair of them were too happy to care. As Jay laughed away, Nya was covering his cheeks with kisses. He wrapped his arms around her kept her as close to him as he could, his eyes closed as he kept being bombarded with little pecks all over his face.

The others came barging in after hearing the large thump over the top of them, only to be pleasantly surprised to see the scene before them. Nya jumped up off the floor and ran up to her brother, tackling him and exclaiming about how happy she was. Cole went over and lifted Jay up onto his feet, ruffling his hair and winking at him. Lloyd and Zane just stood to the side, not really sure what to do other than show their support from the doorway.

The rest of that evening was spent out on the deck, a cloudless night sky above them with the stars shining down. They were awake for many hours, drinking and having a good time. Why not, right? It was a pretty happy occasion.

[hoseokhearts-blog]

Youth (Jung Hoseok x Reader)

Part One: “The Incident”

word count: 3,245

type: ongoing, au

The airport was not air conditioned. That was the first thing you noticed as you left the terminal and headed for baggage claim. The second thing you noticed was that all the pictures you had seen of Hawaii didn't do the island's beauty justice. And upon making it outside in search of the taxi that was supposed to pick you up, your eyes almost couldn't comprehend the vibrancy of the life that was around you. The grass was incredibly green, the palm trees lush and large, and even the sidewalks were littered with pink and white plumeria flowers.

"The drive from Lihue to Poipu is about 45 minutes, okay?" The driver said with a smile and a slight accent as he loaded your luggage into the trunk of the car.

"Sounds good," you nodded, sliding into the backseat. You had 45 minutes of peace and island observation ahead, and you were greatly looking forward to it.

The beach house in which you were staying for the summer resided in Poipu, Kauai. It was a small town, one that was only 2.8 square miles wide, with a basic population of a 1,000 people; a close-knit community. A major in Intercultural Peace Building with a minor in Hawaiian Studies had left you lucky enough to spend an entire summer here, your purpose being to integrate with the locals and provide research as well as essays to your home college.

You were excited, yet slightly skeptical as you stepped out of the taxi cab on that sunny afternoon, the warm and humid air quickly filling up your lungs. You thanked the driver, paid the fare, and clenched the handles on the two suitcases you were now dragging behind you, up the short walk to the house.

The house appeared to be a decent size for 4 people; you'd be sharing it for the summer with three other students from various other universities. It was painted blue that had faded from the constant intensity of the sunlight, and was settled in between two other houses of similar style. Directly down the street was the ocean, and the first section of Poipu beach, which was seemingly popular for body boarding and surfing. You'd caught a glimpse of some people catching waves when you had passed by in the car, immediately making you curious and inspired. You figured you'd be spending a rather large chunk of your time over the next few months at that beach park, and as soon as you were done settling in, you decided it was the first place that you wanted to check out.

You took a deep breath then, hesitating for another slight moment, and then finally, stepped over the threshold.

"Hello?" You called out, looking around for any sign of your mysterious housemates. You knew nothing about them; not their names, or where they were from, anything at all. You had failed to connect with them before making the trip over because the roommates weren't finalized until a few days prior, and you were far too busy getting ready to leave to try to figure out a way to reach out.

You left your luggage by the entrance so you could walk around the house freely. The lights were off, but the large windows were all open, allowing the outside air and light to seep in. You quickly scanned the nearby walls for a thermostat, but were disappointed when you realized that there wasn't one. It was going to be a long, hot summer; air conditions were a rarity in Hawaii.

You continued to look around then, trying to get a feel for your new home as you daydreamed about what your life may be like for the next three months. The kitchen and living room were open and connected, and a hallway led to the four bedrooms and two bathrooms. Upon seeing that all the bedroom doors were open and the rooms were empty, you finally realized that you were the first out of all the housemates to arrive. You were partially relieved that you could have some time alone to get settled in before you had to go through the awkward introductions, house rules, et cetera.

So, you took that as an opportunity to choose whichever room you wanted, and to begin unpacking. The rooms were practically identical; small and square, tan walls, with a bed, desk, dresser, and small closet in each one. Except, the room at the farthest end of the hallway had bigger windows that provided you with a better view of the foliage and palm trees outside.

After unpacking all your clothes, toiletries, and other random things you thought you would need during your stay (including a bulk-pack of sunscreen, and "She's the Man" on DVD), your housemates had yet to show. So, you changed into shorts and a tank top, left a note on the kitchen counter regarding your whereabouts in case anyone happened to show during your time away, and you headed for the beach. You were so giddy and excited to explore your surroundings you even decided to leave your phone behind, wanting to have some time that was completely distraction free.

You walked down the short road, drinking in the sights, and sounds and smells that the island had to offer, only taking you a little less than five minutes before you reached Poipu Beach Park. Rather than exploring the rest of the beach park and the other sections of beach that were connected to it, you sat down on the first stretch of sand that you found, the hot sand slightly burning your skin as you did so.

This stretch of beach was the one with all the surfers and body boarders, and it appeared that it was free of families and small children. Looking out into the water, it appeared it was mostly teenagers and young adults, most of which seemingly very experienced with waves and water. You watched for a while, intrigued and jealous of the blatant talent the surfers had, leading you to your first bucket-list item; you wanted to take a surf lesson before you went home.

You briefly closed your eyes for a while then, soaking up the sun. The light breeze in the air kept you from getting too hot, and the sound of the waves crashing was possibly the most therapeutic noise you'd ever heard. To have a moment in which you could relax so deeply, so freely, was rare for you, and honestly, most of the human population. You had forgotten how nice it was to have time like that by yourself.

Unfortunately, you were only able to enjoy about three minutes of that time of peace before it was interrupted. There you were, minding your own business, when suddenly, a loud WHACK filled your ears. The terrible sound was immediately followed by a sharp pain that covered the back of your head. You groaned in pain, a hand on your head as you whipped around to find the culprit of the sudden attack. You watched as a surfboard was being thrown down into the sand behind you, a boy now crouching beside you.

"I AM SO SORRY OH MY GOSH ARE YOU OKAY?!" He exclaimed, blatant worry occupying his tanned face. You blinked, momentarily phased by the pain that was overwhelming you.

"Um...I think so?" The words that left your mouth presented themselves more as a question rather than a sure statement. "D-Did you just hit me with a surfboard?"

"Y-Yes, I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying attention, and my friends were waiting for me, and I wasn't holding the board straight as I was running," the boy seemed sincere with his apology, biting his lip as he awaited your response. He didn't look like a native Hawaiian; maybe he was Japanese or Korean. His hair was a dark brown color, and he was wearing a black Volcom rash-guard. But, the skin was exposed was tanned in a way that conveyed he must've spent most of his waking hours outside.

"Hoseok, c'mon! What are you doing?!" You looked at where all the shouting was coming from, and you saw that there were two other boys with surfboards, standing by the edge of the shore. They both had a darker complexion, and looked like they might be native Hawaiians.

"Just a second!" He shouted back, before turning his attention back to you. "Are you okay?" he asked again, seemingly growing impatient at your lack of answers because he was obviously worried.

"Um...Yeah," you replied weakly even though your head was throbbing with pain. You removed your hand from its place on the back of your head, surprised that it had a tinge of red on it. You looked back up at the boy and offered a weak smile.

"Gosh, you're bleeding. Um, hold on let me think," he started, looking over at the guys were still waiting impatiently by the shore.

"Hoseok! Hurry up!" The other boy was calling this time, he seemed younger than the first.

"Just go without me!" he waved them off.

"Y-You can go. I'm okay," you said awkwardly.

"Are you kidding? I practically just broke your head with a surfboard," he said, standing up and brushing the sand off his knees after he did so.

"Go without you?!" one of the boys called out, but you weren't sure which one because your eyes were trained on Hoseok.

"Yes, Kai! Just take Kaylen and go!" there was a twinge of impatience in Hoseok's voice.

"But, I wanted to go with you today!" you could tell the younger boy was pouting, even from the semi-long distance away.

"I'll meet you guys at Puka later, okay? Go!"

The two boys finally complied then, the younger one's shoulder slumping as they turned to make their way into the water. You weren't sure why, but you felt a pang of sadness at the sight of the young boy looking so down.

"Here," Hoseok said suddenly, dragging you out of your inner thoughts as he extended a hand toward you. You were confused for a moment before it finally registered that he was trying to help you up. You took hold of his hand then, surprised at how soft his skin was as he easily pulled you off the ground.

"I just bought this," he sighed, before grabbing the hem of his rash-guard and pulling it over his head.

"Um-" you started, confused but then flustered at the sight of him shirtless. That boy was toned.

"Here," he handed you the shirt. You looked at him with questioning eyes, and he laughed.

"You need to put pressure on the place where you're bleeding because I can't tell how bad the wound is. Are you feeling okay? Light-headed? Dizzy?"

"No, none of that. I really doubt it's anything serious," you reassured him, but balled up the rash-guard and held it against the back of your head anyway.

"There's a lifeguard stand over on the next part of the beach, and you should have one of them look at your head and make sure that you don't need stitches or anything," Hoseok said then, pointing down the beach.

"Oh okay. Um, thank you," you replied, beginning to walk slowly that way before he suddenly reappeared next to you again.

"I'll just walk you over there," he said simply.

"You don't have to do that."

"Again, I put a gash in the back of your head. The least I can do is make sure you're really okay," he chuckled as you guys continued to walk, now stepping into the grassy park area that connected all the stretches of beach together. There were more people in this section; picnic tables were scattered throughout it.

"Wait, what about your surfboard?" you remembered how he had tossed down into the sand, and how he was without it now.

"The guys I was with will grab it for me if they leave before I get back," he explained, using a hand to fan his face as the two of you walked to a particularly bright and hot area of the beach park.

"You aren't worried about someone stealing it?"

He shook his head, "Around here? Nope."

"I guess you know a lot of people from around here then?"

"Yeah I'm pretty tight with the locals because of my friend Kai. Tourists at that section of the beach are few and far between because of how rough the water and current are. So, I don't really worry too much about leaving my stuff behind. And if it does get stolen, I have about seven other boards at home anyway," he explained casually, running a hand through his hair in which the wind had tousled.

"So, girl who's head I almost broke, what's your name?" He smiled at you then, revealing incredibly white teeth and huge chubby cheeks. You couldn't help but smile back.

"I'm Y/N."

"Y/N," he repeated, "I'm Hoseok. Sorry we couldn't have met on better terms," he laughed again, and so did you. "I haven't seen you around Poipu before, so I'm assuming you're just visiting?"

"Yeah, I'll be here for the next three months for a university course I'm taking. I actually just got here today."

"Ah, I see. First time in Hawaii?"

"Yup."

"Sorry again," he apologized for the hundredth time.

"It's okay, I know it was an accident," you tried to put him at ease since he still clearly felt so bad.

"But your first memory of Hawaii is going to be getting smacked in the head."

"It'll make a good story to tell, though," you smiled at him that time.

"I suppose that's true." You looked over at Hoseok again, suddenly curious about his life and what his purpose was in Hawaii. You didn't have the chance to ask, however, as the two of you reached the lifeguard station.

Hoseok hopped up the steps and poked his head inside the small building, "Yo Lea, I could use your help for a second," he said, and seconds later, a girl in a lifeguard outfit appeared outside beside him. She had a complexion similar to the two boys that you saw on the beach with Hoseok.

"So, I accidentally hit this girl in the head with the edge of my surfboard," Hoseok started, leading Lea to give him a disapproving look.

"You did what?"

"It really was just an accident," Hoseok continued, "And she's bleeding so I thought-"

"Geez, Hoseok," Lea shook her head, stepping toward you. "Mind if I look?"

"Go ahead."

Lea moved your hair slightly then, looking at the wound. "It doesn't look that bad, and I really doubt that it needs stitches. But you should pay attention to how you feel over the next few hours, and if anything seems off, then get someone to take you to the ER so they can make sure you don't have a concussion. Do you have anyone that can keep an eye on you?"

You bit your lip as Lea stepped out from behind you, now standing next to you and Hoseok. "My housemates hadn't arrived yet when I left for the beach earlier. Maybe they're home now, though."

Lea sighed, tossing another harsh look at Hoseok. "Make sure she gets home okay."

You shook your head then, "Really, I'm okay," you insisted. You wondered what the relationship was between Lea and Hoseok; she was bossing him around and shooting him frowns. You couldn't tell from their appearances who was older, though, you assumed it was probably Lea. "I only live right up the street from the first stretch of beach," you added, trying to convince them that you'd be okay on your own.

"Well if you're only up the street, then Hoseok shouldn't have any problem taking time out of his "busy surfing schedule" to make sure you get there safely," Lea was looking at Hoseok the whole time, her voice full of sass.

You were so intimidated by the older girl that you didn't even bother to argue again.

"No problem," Hoseok easily complied, "Let's go."

"Um, thank you," you offered Lea a smile before you and Hoseok turned around to begin walking home.

Once out of earshot, you asked, "Was that your sister? She's kind of scary."

Hoseok sighed, "She's not my real sister, but she acts like she is."

"Oh. How do you know her?" you asked partially out of curiosity, and partially out of fear that awkward silence would overcome the two of you if you didn't continue to make an effort to further the conversation. There was nothing you hated more than awkward silence.

"She's my friend Kai's older sister. I've spent so much time around them that she's practically adopted me as her third younger brother. She can be a little scary sometimes, but she looks out for us," Hoseok answered with hesitation, and you were pleased with how easily he answered your questions. He seemed like a very open and easy-going type of person. You respected that and it was the opposite of the way that you typically were.

"Oh, how long have you been in Hawaii for?" As soon as you asked that question, it made you start wondering about his age, and how close in age relation he was to you. You caught sight of his abs again and forced yourself to look away, out into the water.

"About three years. I came here to visit Kai, who I became friends with online, and I just never left. Pretty commonly told story around here. If you end up doing any island tours, ask your non-Hawaiian guides that question, and they'll probably give you the same answer I did."

"Wow, that's so cool that you were so spontaneous. I'd have a nervous breakdown just up and moving somewhere without actually planning to," you chuckled, "And all the different island tours seem really cool, but I'm kind of a broke college student so I doubt I'll have money to do any of them."

"Hey, that's okay. Some of the best things to see on this island are free anyway, as long as you have the right person to show you around," you could've sworn you saw a hint of a smirk on his face, but you couldn't be sure as the two of you were now looking both ways to cross the street, about to reach your house.

"This is it," you said a few moments later as the two of you were now standing at the end of your drive. There was a red jeep now parked in the driveway, and you felt a rush of anxiety. "Seems like one of my housemates is finally here."

"Have you met any of them before?"

"Nope," you breathed. "I'm nervous, honestly." You realized then that you were still clutching the bloody rash-guard in your hand. "Um, sorry about your shirt."

"No worries, you can toss it. I'll just buy a new one."

"I can pay you back-"

"Really, don't worry. You can pay me back by enjoying your time here," he smiled at you again, and you were struck with how huge his smile was.

"Deal."

You left then after saying goodbye, taking a deep breath as you walked up the drive and to the house. And when you glanced behind you, Hoseok was still standing there, only leaving after you safely crossed the threshold, and made it inside of your home.

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A Magiclica At Last

Originally posted: 37 August, 2018

Kaiston was my OTP and I’m hoping it’s still alive by the time this plot is over

Still wondering is Kai will have consequences for being exposed to the White Stone as a Spero/Cipher because I feel like that was kind of brushed under the carpet

This comes directly from season 1 episode 22, versus most of these that are supposed to be general events and don't directly correlate to an episode.

Kai groaned again as another wave of insufferable pain washed through his body.

Everything is going wrong... he thought to himself.

There had just been an explosion somewhere nearby, no doubt the Spero putting their plan into action. He cursed himself for falling ill at the perfectly wrong moment.

"Chase, you go see what that was about. Ivy, can you keep working on that remedy?" Quinston sprung into leader mode.

Chase nodded and in a flash of yellow was gone.

"Q-Quinston, I'll be fine-" Kai sucked in air as another spike shot through his entire body. "You need to stop them, before they get the White Stone-"

The green-eyed Magiclica dropped to his knee beside the Spero boy. His eyes were filled with concern, telling Kai he was his biggest priority when he shouldn't be.

"No. You're most certainly not fine. And I'm going to stay here, with you, until you're better and not in any sort of pain, okay?" He gently grabbed Kai's hand, sending pins and needles up his arm, although he didn't show it.

Another wave started. Kai moaned in agony and scrunched his entire face. He needs to go...

"Any time now, Ivy!" Quinston called, panic slowly starting to creep into his voice.

"Working on it!" She replied, mixing a potion as fast as she could. Ivy whipped around and kneeled next to Kai, gently holding a beaker to his lips. Kai disliked his position at the moment, but considering his predicament he decided to just drink what was given to him.

"Anything?" Quinston asked. Kai still felt the dull thud of pain in his entire being, but it wasn't quite so unbearable as before.

"A little..." he sighed. "Thanks... Ivy, right?" He looked up and gave the Magiclica girl a quick smile. She hesitantly waved back. I wouldn't blame her.

"What happened?" Quinston demanded, worry woven into his voice.

Kai sighed. "Something's combating the demone scuro in my body-" they both gasped. Kai shrugged. "It's how a Spero gets their powers. Normally it doesn't effect us too much, except when we over-exert our powers. But I..." he cut himself off, not sure how to explain that the Spero has gotten this close to the White Stone, so much that he had actually touched the artifact.

"You what?" Ivy continued. Kai grimaced.

"The first time Ichiro took Melissa-"

"When they used you as a distraction," Quinston added.

Ivy growled. "Yeah, thanks for that. You nearly got me expelled!" She pointed an accusing finger at the Spero.

Kai grimaced. "Yeah, sorry about that... I didn't want to, I swear! Anyway, when that happened, the Spero actually got through the security and to where the White Stone was stored."

Ivy gasped again while Quinston mouthed something monosyllabic.

"I-Ichiro threatened Melissa that he would hurt her friends if she didn't break the ward. He asked me to bring her to the podium, a-and... I may or may not have touched the Stone once the ward was broken," the sky-eyed boy finished. The Magiclicas were silent for a moment.

"So... you actually touched the White Stone," Ivy repeated. Kai nodded.

"Do you know what this means? Magiclicas first came into existence when they touched the White Stone! That's how they gained their special powers!"

"Yeah, and now its powers don't like my powers," Kai snapped. The dull thud of pain was starting to come back, and he knew he didn't have much more time before he would he in trouble.

Quinston's expression grew concerned and Ivy's confused as they watched Kai squeeze his eyes right and fall back to a kneeling position.

"I-it's w-wearing off..." He panted, the exertion to right the pain kicking in again.

"Hold on, Kai, we'll get you some more potion. Ivy think you can-"

"That was the last of the lavender in this garden. The plant was already dying that I got it from. That might be why this lasted so short," Ivy stated grimly.

Kai grimaced as the pain washed over him again. Quinston was truly starting to panic, although Kai thought it was a stupid waste of energy over him.

"G-go s-stop the S-Spero! I don't matter! T-The Stone does!" The sky-eyed boy pleaded to the green-eyed.

Quinston shook his head. "I said I'm staying with you. Ivy, see if there's anything you can do to help out there, alright? I'll take care of this,"

Ivy hesitated. "You sure?"

"Positive."

She nodded. "I'll be back when I can to help out." Then she was parting the plants with her powers and running through the tunnel.

"Why?" Kai asked finally. Why me? Why do you care so darn much about ME? I should be your arch nemesis; not the guy you throw your life away for. This isn't right, but it feels like it. These were the type of thoughts that went through his head every time he was with the green-eyed wonder that was before him.

Quinston chuckled. "You know, if there's one thing that I've learned in this school year, it's that the COM and all this about Magiclicas being better than Ciphers and that the Spero are bad people, it can all go be buried in a hole because none of it is true. The White Stone can be thrown in there too for all I care." He was kneeling in front of Kai now, once again holding the tan boy's hands and making a rush of feelings and emotions flow throughout his body.

We shouldn't be doing this, Kai hated his mind's rationality at the moment. He needs to help his people, not me.

Oh why can't I get what he's trying to say through my thick skull without any self-doubt.

Suddenly a new wave of insanity struck Kai. He heard himself scream and Quinston desperately asking what happened. Kai has the last thought to try and reassure his crush he would be fine before he totally blacked out.

It was quiet when Kai came to. There was no screaming or explosions in the distance, no night creatures or falling leaves to make the night seem alive. He opened his eyes to find himself in a tall, open room with a few other empty beds in it and a plant in the corner. He slowly swung his legs over the side of the bed.

"H-Hello...?" Kai called nervously. This certainly wasn't the Spero hideout, and if he wasn't there, then where was he? And what trouble was he going to get into for being here?

A door opened on the side of the room. Kai jumped as a man in a white collared shirt and a tie walked in, reading his clipboard intently. Kai froze.

Maybe if I don't move, he won't see me.

Unfortunately, that didn't work. The man happened to look up and made eye contact with the Spero.

"You're up," he noted. Kai stiffly waved.

The man sighed and chuckled. "Good, good. I'm sure you're confused as to where you are?"

Kai made a gesture with his hand. "I was just thinking about that, yes."

"You're in the Everston infirmary," the man stated. Kai stiffened.

I'm so screwed.

"You somehow managed to get possessed by a demone scuro in the woods. Although the effects on a Cipher are mostly unknown, on a Magiclica they're known to drive a person insane. You're lucky Mister O'Kouzlo found you when he did," the man continued. Kai was confused. I'm technically a Cipher though?

"Um, sir, I think you might be mistaken. I'm not a Magiclica..." Kai trailed off, knowing he was probably busted and about to be arrested and was going to live out the rest of his life in prison.

The man had an odd smirk on his face. "Are you sure? Because from all the readings we could get while you were out, it says you're a Magiclica," he said with a hint of humor. "That's why the demone scuro was causing you so much pain, correct? Luckily I know how to deal with them and was able to purge it from your body. You're... free now." The man winked before walking through a portal that just appeared and warping away.

Meanwhile, Kai was both shocked and shook. That man clearly knew what Kai really was. But he didn't call me out? Kai had a feeling Quinston had something to do with this. The thought of him made butterflies erupt in his stomach, much to his annoyance. He was also starving, so it really wasn't a great combination.

At the end of the bed was a table that conveniently had a maroon hoodie and a pair of basic jeans that were much more appropriate for going out than in a Spero uniform or anything else that was probably around here. Once Kai was changed he threw the old uniform in a trash can and hoped it was sent to the incinerator before leaving the infirmary and entering the main hall of Everston. He had only been here a few times, and never on any truthful intentions.

A bell rang throughout the school, and in a matter of seconds Kai was swarmed by kids his age in Everston uniforms leaving their classrooms and heading for the exit doors. It felt odd to be here without any wrong to do, surrounded by kids who were too busy trying to go home than to worry if this boy that wasn't dressed like them was actually a Spero.

Something tugged the back of Kai's mind. He glanced down to find his hand glowing four different colors: red, yellow, blue, and green- but not in a way he had ever seen before.

"What the-" he breathed and waved his hand around randomly. The tug at the back of his mind was stronger now, telling him to turn around and see wha my was behind him.

So Kai did, and somehow managed to meet the green eyes that made his heart go on overdrive.

Kai and Quinston stared at each other, before the brunette Magiclica pushed his way through the crowd and immediately threw his arms around the redhead.

"KAI! You're alright! I was so worried about you," Quinston breathed, gently cupping Kai's face with his smooth touch that brought fire to Kai's face.

"Q-Quinston, we're in public," the sky-eyed boy said with a laugh.

The green-eyed boy laughed." "Who cares? I'm just glad you're here, with me," he glanced down, a smile painted across his lips and a blush across his cheeks (as if Kai wasn't a red mess already.)

Kai was the first to break away. "What happened? I-I shouldn't be here, I'm going to get caught-"

Quinston hushed him. "It's alright. Mister Foley, one of the teachers here, he helped out on that night. He tried helping Melissa when the Spero were about to find her and he cured you. He knows everything, but he's going to keep it all a secret."

Kai blinked. "Everything? Are you sure that's a-"

"I doesn't matter anyway. You're not a Spero anymore, if you don't want to be. He got rid the the demone scuro that was conflicting with the White Stone. If that's the only thing that was keeping you, you can cut the ties, right here, right now." Quinston sounded so sure of everything like he always did. Maybe it was just a Magiclica thing, Kai thought, or it maybe it was something special that only Quinston possessed to make everything seem like it was going to be fine.

Kai took a deep breath. "You know, I think that's something I'd really like." He and Quinston shared a smile and a look, both thinking and feeling the same thing: that they were going to be okay and figure this out, together.

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THE BEST BIRTHDAY