#and there was one car came by thatd slowed down to see what was up and then turned back around and stopped and this old lady popped out

[chainsawworld]

Back from the shops that was. Eventful. Me and an old lady stopped a bird from getting run over

[buckyscrystalqueen]

Star Crossed Rivalry: Part 5

Pairings: Opie x Reader (SOA/TWD MC AU Crossover ) Negan daughter!Reader

Warnings: Swearing, Fluff, Angst, Violence

Word Count: 4,211

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4

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“Look at my little chunker.” You cooed as you held your 9 pound 8 ounce, and twenty-one and a quarter inches long son in your arms. “My little chunky boy that ruined mommy’s pussy forever and ever…”

“Babe!” Opie laughed as he sat beside you on the bed, holding the two loves of his life in his arms. 

“You’re gunna be tall like your daddy.” You said as you laid your head on Opie’s chest with a smile you never thought was going to fade. “And just as handsome as him, too. You’re going to be a handsome little man, Hunter. I know it.”

“He has your nose, Mama.” Opie said as he smiled at the cooing boy in your arms. “And your smile…”

“No, that’s your smile, Daddy.” You said as you brushed your thumb across Hunter’s cheek as he looked up at you with Opie’s hazel eyes. “And your eyes. Fuck, could he be anymore perfect?”

“Not fucking possible.” Negan said as he knocked softly on your hospital room door with his knuckle. You smiled up at him as he held up a light blue stuffed teddy bear with a handmade Saviors kutte on it. “First fucking present.”

“You’re such a softy.” You said as you let Opie take Hunter from your arms. “Thank you, grandpa.”

“Fuck off.” He chuckled as he closed the room door behind him partially and tossed the bear on your bed. “Pop. That’s what I am.” You nodded your head and smiled as he carefully took his grandson from your fiancé. “Michonne and Rick are out in the waiting room. Same with Jax and Piney, who looks about as white as a fucking ghost.”

“That’s just Piney.” Ope said as he picked up the bear and put it in Hunter’s clear sided bassinet. “He’s always pale as fuck.”

“Told ‘em to wait until I made sure you were ready for company. And I wanted this little Satan spawn all to myself.”

“You’re an ass!” You laughed as he sat down on the couch that ran under the windows on the far side of the room.

“I hope, for your sake, he’s just as much as a fucking monster child as you were. Then you’ll see what your mother and I had to fucking deal with.”

“And just because you said that, he’s going to be a perfect little angel.” You teased with a smile. “Baby, can you hand me my make up bag? I’ll at least run a damn brush through my hair or something.”

“Damn, you were fucking right about this one.” Your dad said as he jostled your son the slightest bit. “This is one big fucking boy.”

“Will you leave him alone?” Opie laughed as he handed you your bag. “I packed that dress thing you were looking at in the store. The lady said it was the best thing during her hospital stay, and it was worth the money.”

“Oh my God, I fucking love you.” You said as you pulled the soft, pink wrap around nursing gown you had been kicking yourself all week for not buying out of your bag. You looked up at him with a happy pout as you held the dress to your chest. “Best fiancé ever.”

“I try.” He said as he came over to help you up out of bed so you could change in the bathroom. 

“You two are fucking disgusting.” Your dad said with a shake of his head. “Yea, your Mommy and Daddy are fucking disgustingly in love.”

“God, shut up.” You groaned as you stepped into the bathroom. “Get your baby love in fast, Pop. You’re about to have to share him with a whole lotta people.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You were used to the Sanctuary being crowded for Halloween but no where like this. It was as if every member of every charter was there with their kids, ready to welcome the new Saviors Prince to the world. The moment you got out of your truck beside your fiancé with your carseat on your arm, the parking lot erupted into cheers.

“OK, OK!” You laughed as you held your hand up to silence the masses. “My kid is thankfully a quite baby, but I don’t want to test the theory!”

“I call dibs on the first helping of baby love.” Michonne said as she came over to you with a giant smile in her Princess Leia costume. “I love the spots.”

“Just wait for it.” You said as you set your car seat on the little stage. “Introducing Hunter Winston, my little chunkster puppy.” Michonne ‘aw’ed’ as you pulled back the blanket to show off your currently sleeping son, who you knew would wake up the moment he got picked up. “I should have made him a monkey so he’d be a chunky monkey.”

“Oh, that’d be too perfect.” She said as you unsnapped the carseat and carefully picked your three and a half week old son, up. His eyes flew open, and looked around as you carefully laid him down in the crook of Michonne’s arms.

“He’s an angel child.” You said as you grabbed his Dalmatian ear beanie out of your diaper bag to go with his onesie and the black eyeliner dot you drew on his and your noses. “He doesn’t really cry, he sleeps like four hours at a time at night, eats like a champ, obviously. But it’s still so much work.”

“We got lucky as hell.” Opie said with a nod as he handed you a bottle of water. ���Even if Negan tried to curse us.”

“He’s beautiful, (Y/N).” She cooed as she offered Hunter her finger. He cooed back and wrapped his pudgy hands around her slender finger.

“Is this the future King biker?” Rick teased as he came over to say hi.

“Not happening.” You and Opie said simultaneously as he lit a cigarette for you and gently pulled you back away from your son by your spotted dress covered shoulder.

“We got him for a minute.” Michonne said with a smile as she passed off Hunter to her husband. “Take a smoke break. Go mingle for a bit.” You nodded your head as you took a long drag of your cigarette and glanced over at Maggie, who was coming over to say hi and get some baby love as well. You smiled at her and walked the couple feet over to her as Hunter was passed off to Carol next. 

“How are you two liking being parents?” She asked as she kissed your cheek.

“It’s a lot.” Opie chuckled as he grabbed a chair for you and Maggie from a near by crafts table. “Don’t get me wrong. We really do have an angel but I don’t think I have every worried about every little thing before in my life.”

“Poor Creature has no idea what to do with Hunter.” You chuckled. “And I’ve been keeping him in his bassinet not his crib because I’m too scared I won’t hear him downstairs…”

“OK, there’s nothing wrong with that.” Maggie chuckled. “Hershel stayed in a bassinet until he was six and a half months old. There is nothing wrong with that. And I know you have a baby monitor since I bought it for you. That one is super loud when you have it on. I could hear Hershel fart through it like he was sitting right next to me. What else?” You glanced at Opie, who you knew had a shit load of concerns neither of you wanted to ask your doctor out of embarrassment, before looking back at Maggie.

“OK, sometimes he wont latch on.” Opie nodded as he grabbed a chair for himself, and sat down beside you.

“Do you eventually stop worrying that he’s just gunna up and die?”

“Are we gunna turn into our parents?”

“Is there anything I can really do at night to help? I feel shitty just fucking laying there and watching her breastfeed.”

“And what about baby shots? I know we’re along way off, but these past three weeks has already flew by. Are they safe? Can your doctor spread them out more?”

“Ok, whoa.” Maggie laughed as she held her hand up to stop your rant. “Slow down, take a deep breath and let’s start from the beginning. Have you not talked to your doctor about this?” You shook your head, and looked over at Hunter as your dad showed him off to a few patches from the Orlando Florida charter.

“You know as well as I do how embarrassing some of this shit it.” You said as you reached into Opie’s firefighter’s jacket and grabbed his cigarettes since yours were in your diaper bag. “It’s easier to ask someone that’s family.”

“Alright.” She agreed as Carol came over to say hi as well. “We got a lot of mom’s here so we’ve got a lot of collective experience. Let’s start at the beginning…”

——

“He fall asleep?” Ope asked as you walked back into the main room after feeding your son, and getting him down for a nap. You nodded your head and pulled back the cloth of your carrier to show him Hunter.

“Fed, changed, and in jammies.” You said with a nod. “I probably should have wiped off his little nose before I breast fed but whatever.”

“You live and you learn.” He said as he leaned down to kiss his son’s forehead.

“Cops, cops, cops!” Ezekiel roared as he stuck his head in from outside. You didn’t hesitate in grabbing Opie’s hand, and yanking him down the hall you just came from.

“Where…?” He asked as you turned a corner, making sure you held Hunter to your chest so he wouldn’t jostle awake, and make noise in your haste. You shushed Ope as you turned into the president suite and shut the door behind you both.

“Help me with this. I need two hands to move it.�� You said as you walked quickly over to a large mirror on the wall beside the bed. “The handle is right here, and it swings open.”

“Oh, shut up.” He said as he put his hand on top of yours to find the latch and the handle. “You have a secret door…”

“Yes, and if you move faster, we can be behind it before the cops come.” You said shortly as he pulled the door open. You dipped past him into the small surveillance room and started to flip switches to turn on the monitors for the cameras hidden around the factory.

“Does it lock?” Opie asked as he pulled the mirror back into place. You nodded and flipped another switch, sending three, unseen, stainless steel bolts from the back of the door into the wall to hold it in place. “Well fuck.”

“My dad made this room when we first bought the Sanctuary.” You said as you sent Negan a coded text to his personal line. “He and I are the only people who know it exist for this exact reason.”

“What does that mean?” He asked as he looked at the text.

“PR means panic room, and OH(i) are the three of our initials.” You looked up at the monitors at the main room of the club, where friends and family of the club were all laying face down on the floor. Feeling his phone ring in his kutte and knowing it was you, Negan looked directly at the hidden camera and closed his eyes in a long blink. With a sigh, you sat down in the computer chair and checked on your son, who was thankfully still fast asleep. “Swear to God this kid could sleep through a hurricane then a tornado before going to a football game.” Opie huffed as he sat down in your old beanbag chair with a sigh.

“Well I guess I can say thanks for loving me.” He chuckled as you watched the DEA, the ATF, and the local and state police executed a search warrant on the building. 

“You’re a goon.” You giggled as you watched family member after family member get put into cuffs, and carted out to the waiting transport vans. You sighed again as your dad was put in the back of the van as well, when a lone motorcycle pulled down the road toward the end of the road. “Son of a bitch.” You said as you sat up and expanded that view to take up one of the four monitors in the room.

“What the fuck is Clay doing here?” Opie asked as he got up and came over to get a closer look. You shook your head subtly as movement on the screen next to the one you were watching caught your attention. Your jaw dropped and you stood up slowly as you watched one of the DEA agents uncuff Dwight and let him walk away.

“Oh, you mother fucker.” You said as you minimized the screen with Clay to watch the long driveway. “Fuck, he’s a fucking rat.” You glanced over at Opie and the slight furrow of his brow before reaching up to tap the screen to explain. “The Saviors make a run six times a year for their product. Negan and Rick are the only ones who know the exact date but the run is almost always the week before Halloween. None of the other members know the exact date, they just come to town exactly a week before and wait until my dad tells them to wake up and go. But this year, because of Hunter, my dad pushed it.” You tapped Dwight’s head, wishing you could kill him in that moment, as he stood talking to Clay at the end of the road, not realizing that he had been made. 

“Dwight set this up with the Sons, not realizing my dad changed the date. Because usually, by now, this place is full with enough weed to put every single person in here away.” You both fell dead silent for a moment as the main room door flew open and a state officer and an AFT agent started to tear the room apart. You continued to shake your head and watch Dwight until the agents left the now destroyed bedroom and your upturned baby carrier and diaper bag.

“Is this recording?” Opie whispered as he watched Clay leave, and Dwight slink into the shadows. 

“Always.” You said with a nod as you turned in your chair to find a blank disc to make a copy of it for your dad. “You can’t say anything to anyone, baby.” You reminded him as you turned around to look at him. “Not even Jax. Not yet. We have to wait for my dad, first and we’ll move from there.” Opie sighed and nodded his head as he went back over and sat down on the bean bag.

“I know.” He breathed as he pulled off his scrubbed his hand down his face. “Fuck, I know.” You looked over at him, sorrowfully and shook your head.

“This is the down side to falling in love with the enemy, baby. I’m really, really sorry.”

“It’s not you, baby girl.” He said as he reached out for your hand. “It’s the beast that is our life. But I walked away from my club for a reason. And that reason is sitting in front of me, cradling my other reason to stay out.” You smiled weakly as he pulled on your hand until you got up from your chair. With a huff, you stood up and very carefully sat down so that he could hold both you and Hunter until all the cops left and it was safe to come out of the panic room.

“I love you, Ope.” You said as you laid your head on his shoulder and made sure Hunter was up right, not smooshed, and comfortably still sound asleep.

“I love you, too baby.”

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“You been sitting here all night?” Your dad asked as he walked over from his house early the next morning. You picked your head up off the rocking chair and shook your head as you slowly pushed yourself back and forth.

“You know my MO, Daddy.” You said as you picked up the slightly cooled cup of coffee, and passed it off to him. 

“Thanks, baby girl.” He sighed as he flopped down in the rocker next to you. “Where’s Hunter?”

“Inside sleeping with Ope.” You said as you picked up your laptop, and hit the spacebar to wake it up. “We got a rat.” Negan’s brow furrowed as he put his coffee down, and took the laptop from you with a sigh. He hit play, and picked up his coffee again as you went back to rocking.

“Son of a fucking bitch.” He groaned as he watched the video. You nodded your head, and grabbed your coffee off the table. 

“Ope gets that we have to go after SAMCRO. I get it, too. It’s just…”

“He wants Jax, and his fucking dad out first.” Negan finished for you as he closed your laptop and leaned back in his rocker. “(Y/N), how fucking sure are you that they aren’t fucking part of this?”

“I’m not.” You said with a look over at him. “I have no fucking idea. But I trust my fiancé. And he trusts Jax and Piney. So I trust them enough to know that getting them out before you go in is worth something.” Negan nodded as he finished his coffee.

“Let me talk to Ope.” He said as he looked into his empty cup. “Fuck, you need to teach Frankie how to fucking make coffee.”

“No.” You said before you finished your cup, looked at the time on your phone, and took your laptop and empty coffee mugs back. “Ope will be up any minute. Go shower, though. You smell like jail.”

“You’re such a pleasant little fucker in the mornings.” Negan said as you both got up and headed in different directions.

“I get from you.” You called out over your shoulder as you walked in to your living room just as Opie was coming down with your whining son. “I got him, baby.” He nodded his head as he continued down the stairs almost in a daze.

“Did you sit out there since four?” He asked as he waited for you to put what was in your hands, down. You nodded your head as you took Hunter from his arms.

“I worry about him, you know?” You said as you walked around the couch and sat down while pulling up one of Opie’s wife beaters that you slept in to feed your son. “He has no one else but me, and Frankie is so self involved she wouldn’t know her ass from her elbow when it comes to anything of use.” You looked up at him as he stepped out on to the back porch to let Creature out, and stood just outside the door so he could smoke his morning cigarette. “Someone’s gotta take care of him, Ope. He does so much for everyone else…”

“I know, baby.” He said with a nod. “I don’t blame you on that. Just… well, next time, can you sit inside the house, and wait like a normal person does?”

“Opie, you and I both know I am no where near fucking sane, thank you.”

“True.” He agreed with a smirk. You flipped him off as Creature walked past him back into the house, and trotted over to join you on the couch. You said hi to him as he walked in a circle twice before curling up into a ball against your hip, and going back to sleep with a snort.

“Dad wants to talk to you.” You informed your husband as he kicked the rock aside and came back into the house. “He’ll probably be back over for breakfast if you wanna jump in the shower. I’ll do French toast, bacon, and eggs for breakfast when Hunter finishes.”

“Sounds like a plan.” He said as he came over and gave you an upside down, chaste kiss. “Good morning, baby.”

“Good morning, my love.”

——

Opie and Negan sat across from each other at your dinner table, the former watching your son in his vibrating baby swing that he loved so much, and scolding Creature when he tried to crawl up in the seat to cuddle with ‘his’ baby like he so desperately wanted to. Negan watched his grandson, trying to figure out exactly how he wanted to word his questions, while you made breakfast.

“I need you to be fucking honest with me, Opie.” He started as he ran his middle ringer around the rim of his coffee mug. “Brutally fucking honest.” You and your fiancé both looked over at him as he pulled his brown eyes away from his grandson and up to Opie. “Say (Y/N) and Hunter are kidnapped tomorrow…”

“Dad!” You shrieked but he held his hand up to stop you, refusing to take his eyes off your fiancé.

“You and I are killed in the fight. Who in SAMCRO do you fucking trust, without a fucking shadow of a doubt, with their lives.” Your fiancé sat up straight, confused and stunned at the question.

“Jax.” He said after a moment with a slight nod of his head. “He’d raise Hunter as his own, watch out and take care of (Y/N). But he wouldn’t walk away from the Sons to do it. The club is his fucking life. I do know though, that he and Clay have completely different opinions on the club’s path. Which is why I can say my old man, and a guy named Chibs would be on that list as well. He and Piney would side with Jax any day of the fucking week. The rest of the club…” He sighed as he ran his fingers through his loose, shoulder length hair. “The rest of the fucking club are loyal to the club. Which means they’re loyal to whoever sits behind that gavel.” Negan nodded his head slowly as you walked over two full plates, and set them down on the table.

“So who do you think is the fucking mastermind behind last nights bullshit?” He asked as he pulled his plate in front of him but didn’t touch it otherwise. 

“That’s got fucking Clay all over it.” Opie said as you came over to top of their coffee mugs, and set your plate down. “Clay is a conniving monster. He’ll sign his fucking soul to the fucking devil if it meant keeping his president patch. If I had to venture a guess, he was the one that made a fucking deal with ATF after your guy found him. I’d say his fucking right hand, Tig had something to do with that shit, too. Fucker hates me.” Negan nodded again as he picked up his coffee mug and took a drink, buying his time to really think his next question through.

“You didn’t turn your fucking back on my daughter, did you?” He asked seriously, hating that he even hard to.

“Never.” Opie said as you growled at your dad around a mouth full of French toast and freshly cut strawberries and banana slices. “She’s the love of my life, my future wife, and the mother of my son. I’d lose every fucking appendage I have then take a fucking bullet before I betrayed her. And that means you as well, since you’re her father. Betraying you hurts her, and I will be no fucking part of that.” Negan nodded his head again, and finally picked up his fork, apparently satisfied with Opie’s answers.

“Call the three. You two are getting married.” Negan said as he gestured toward the swing with his fork. “And get the fucking dog out of the fucking swing.” You and Opie both looked over at Hunter, who was still sound asleep, and Creature, who had managed to crawl up half way on the chair with his back legs and right leg hanging off the edges, and fell asleep so that his body was just barely touching Hunter, but his head was resting protectively above Hunter’s little head.

“Oh, my God that’s the cutest fucking thing.” You said as you got up to grab your phone from the counter.

“Cute or not, he can’t be up on the swing.” Opie said as he finally cut into his own French toast.

“Oh, he’s fine.” You said as you took a few pictures. “It’s his baby, too.”

“Don’t start that shit again, babe.” Opie said around a mouthful of food. “He’s a dog.” You turned around, and stuck your tongue out at Opie with a small sneer.

“They are brothers, and the faster you accept that, the happier I will be.”

“I had the same fight with her mother about our fucking mutt.” Negan said as he purposely kept his eyes down on his plate. “I fucking lost.”

“You’re not fucking helping.” Opie said as you sat back down with a giant smile.

“So when are our sons walking us down the aisle?”

“Shut up, (Y/N)!” Opie snapped as Negan snorted a laugh.

Part 6

[roommateofmyimagination-blog]

Chapter 11.8: Hop to this Date

❀ Jocelyne  ❀

“Keep your mind clear, little one.” Lappin spoke softly from in front of me.

“Why are we meditating?” I asked keeping my focus on breathing at a slow pace.

“Because training the mind is just as important as training your body.” he sighed lightly, “plus I need you to feel your power with in. You have been upgraded and you need to visualize that power.”

Opening one of my eyes, i saw that Lappin was staring back at me. “I cant focus, Lap.” I slumped forward.

“Because of your date?” he leaned back on his hands.

“Yeaaah, im excited and im not nervous about the date….Im nervous about this guy.” I fell over onto my left side and laid down on the soft rug in my room.

“Hmmmm, just be yourself?” Lappin fell onto his side that allowed him to keep looking at me, but he propped himself up on his elbow and put his cheek in his hand.

“See, i think thatd be a bad idea, im not….the gentlest of women.” I pouted and played with my black hair. “I feel like im going to intimidate him.”

“I know, and those are the reasons why i love you.” Lappin had a cocky smirk on his face.

“Laaaaaaaaappin, i cant date you. I need someone to give me hugs and kisses and attention and reach high places for me.” I whined and rolled over onto my face.

I heard lappin crawl over me and he laid down on my back, putting his head on mine. “Its okay Joce, i can give you love and kisses, I also am the best cuddle buddy.” he stroked my hair lightly. “I just cant reach high places for you.”

Laughing a bit, “get off of me you crazy rabbit!” I flailed a bit under him, kicking my legs and flapping my arms.

“Joceylne, you are a rabbit not a penguin. You dont need to know how to slide on your belly.” He sat up and sat on my lower back.

“Penguins are cooler.” I mumbled into the rug, “and cuter.”

“And even more useless than you think.” He pressed on my back with his hands, getting a pop out of my spine. “Joce, you are so tight right now.”

“IM STRESSSSSSSED.” I groaned loudly. “School and a dating life!? Shit is so stressful.”

“Drop school?” he mumbled.

“NO, i gotta get a degree.” I whined under him.

“Dont date then?” he pressed on my back more.

“Then i’d be loooooonely and you and i are both fucking short as hell.” I flailed my arms again.

“Then find a way to let the stress go.” He patted my back and rolled off of me, “Come, we’ll meditate again.”

“Ugh fine.” I sat back up and faced him. Crossing my legs and keeping a straight posture.

Lappin held his hands out to me on his knees. “Give me your hands.” placing my hands in his open palms, i sighed and closed my eyes once more. “Now clear your mind, dont control your breathing this time. Just let it come naturally.”

I did as he asked. The room was completely silent, all i could hear was maybe the quiet chirps of birds outside. I focused on my breathing, not controlling it but just to keep me focused. I could feel my whole body move with my breathing and Lappin holding my hands. He didnt speak once after either, he made no moves or noises. Lappin was the one who taught me how to meditate the right way and how to get over things with the practice of meditating and how to get over things. He trained me on how to let go of stress and over come things with just being able to breath and relax. We got to the point where i could meditate with him for a couple of hours now.

“Lappin.” i spoke softly.

“Hm?” he hummed softly.

“How long have we been meditating?” I asked, raising a brow with my eyes still closed.

“Hmmm, whens your date?” he asked, i could feel his body shift.

“Six? I think.” I answered his question.

“Uuuuuuh, then you’re going to be late.” He mumbled a bit.

“AAAAAH LAPPIN DAMN IT!!” i let go of his hands and stumbled over to my closest. Prying my shirt off and tossing it behind me and taking my shorts off and also throwing them back. I heard lappin get up and he had my clothes and put them in the hamper. “My underwear cute enough?” I turned to face him with my arms out.

“Yes, but why?” he eyed me up and down then raised an eyebrow.

“Ya never know what might happen.” I turned back around and searched through my closet for a cute shirt or dress or blouse. “Laaaaappin help, how cute do i wanna be?”

“Move child.” he shoved me out of the way and dug through my closet. “You are hopeless if i have to help dress you.” He tossed a few clothes out and onto the floor. He pulled out deep red sweater. “Here.” he held it back behind him and i took it and put it on letting one side fall off my shoulder. He moved to my dresser and found one of my short shorts and threw them at me and i put them on then he held out my shin high boots. “There you’re dressed.”

I put my boots on then worked on my hair. Pulling it up into cute even twin tails. “Cute?” I turned to face him.

“Adorable. Are you doing make up?” he asked and went to sit on my bed.

“Hmmm.” i hummed, “my make up from earlier still good?”

“Yes, you look precious.” he leaned back on the bed.

“Alright then we’re good! Bye lappin! Have fun with your few hours alone!” I ran over to him and hugged him then ran out the door. Going down the stairs of my house and going to the little cubby we keep by the door to grab my keys and wallet. “AH phone!” I ran back upstrais and lappin was holding my phone “thank you!” i snatched it from him and ran back down the stairs.

“JOCE if you dont stop that running, i will ground you!” Mom yelled from the kitchen.

“Sorry mom! In a rush!” i jogged into the kitchen and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“Bye joce!” my younger two siblings, Parker and Jarrod sat at the table and were playing a card game.

“Bye guys!” I skipped out of the kitchen and saw one of my older brothers standing at the door. “Ugh Jirou its a daaate.”

“Okay with a guy you met...on a dating app.” Jirou leaned on the wall. He was one of my older brothers who was on the younger side with his twin Hiro. Some of us had very asian names and later on mom got lazy and gave us english names as the kids were born. “You know why im worried yeah? Dude could be a pedophile.”

“And i will kick his ass, now mooooove.” I tried to shove him out of the way. I shoved my hip into him and tried to move him out of the way, then he leaned all of his weight onto me. “HIRO please come get your left side!” I yelled loudly, everyone in the kicthen laughing.

Foot steps came halfway down the stairs. “Jirou!” Hiro leaned over the railing, “leave joce alone and get up here and do your homework!”

“Ugh fine smart version of me whos a good boy.” Jirou got off of me and patted my back. “Have fun, text one of us if he needs an ass kicking.”

“Will do! Bye everyone, love you!” I walked out the door and closed it behind me, getting in my car that was parked on the side of the road. Turning the car on and going in drive, i started mumbling. “Stupid lappin for distracting me, fuckin Jirou being a protective asshole.” the trip to redrobins wasnt long and i sat in the car trying to calm down. I sat in the driver seat and took in some deep breaths. Bringing my hands up when i breathed in with my palms up, held it in and flipped my hands over and pushed my hands down as i exhaled. “Alright, big girl time! Leggo!” I turned the car off and got out, slamming the door behind me and locking it up and took a quick jog to the front door.

Oh my god, I saw a certain tall man with dark skin and brown hair that was shaved on one side. And holy fuck he stood out amongst the four other fairly pale men. After talking to the group, i felt slightly releaved that Adrian wasn’t the one to set me up on this date, That just leaves Asher, Harvey or Desi...or lappin….but i dont think Lappin knows how to work a smartphone.

The date with Gabe went really well and the dinner with him was enjoyable. I felt like i got to know him alot and he seemed like a nice guy. He was really cute when he’d randomly apologized for things.I didnt mind driving him back to the dorms either. I was actually glad he asked me to because  he brought me to a very beautiful at night and im so glad he showed me this place. It was outstanding. I also got to learn a lot more about him as we walked around, and it just seemed really nice to be around Gabe actually. I felt like i didnt want to leave the date just yet and i could talk to him all night. But when i left him at his dorms, i had the stupidest idea to kiss him. I dont know what motivated me to kiss him, on his lips but i just really wanted to tease him a bit and show i was interested in him

I pulled up to the house and parked on the side of the road. I slammed my head onto the steering wheel and freaked out when i accidentally hit the horn and took my head off the wheel. Looking around, i slowly got out of the car and locked it back up again. Going in through the front door, i peered in to see if anyone was awake and there was almost everyone in the house staring at me from the kitchen door way.

“Can i help you?” I chuckled as i walked in and closed the door behind me.

“Okaerinasai, Joce.” walked to me and held her arms out for a hug.

Hugging her back. “Tadaima.” I let her go and looked back at the group of my siblings standing around. Hiro and Jirou standing over everyone with how tall they are. “And why are you all still here?”

“We wanna know about this guy!” Parker wedged himself out from between Jarrod and Hiro. he ran over to me and i lifted him up onto my hip. “Soooo was he cute?” he asked.

“He was adorable, his name is Gabe.” i booped his nose. “He goes to the same cool Jirou, Hiro and I go to.”

“Momma do we all have to go to that school?” Jarrod looked up at mom.

“No sweetie, its just were those three go and your oldest brother.” Mom messed up his hair. “Now, Anata futari wa neru.” she pointed up the stairs.I put Parker down so he and jarrod both ran up the stairs.”you too Souta.” She turned to look at my younger brother Souta who was born just after me. He was just a few years younger than me and was in high school. He went up the stairs after Parker and Jarrod started giggling.

Our house was fairly large, given the fact we had seven kids with myself included and my parents. My oldest brother, Katsu, didnt live with us anymore given he had a career of his own and his own place to live but he’d visit often. Dad wasnt home much because he traveled a lot for his work. Mom stayed at home to watch Souta, parker and Jarrod most of the time and take them to school and other things. Hiro and Jirou were both ahead of me in college. Hiro wanted to be a surgeon, Jirou had an accounting Major and decided to get a minor in dance. Hiro was the older than Jirou by a few seconds. Shouta was four years older than Parker and Parker was three years older than Jarrod.

Mom turned to look at Hiro and Jirou, “Are you both going to stand there?”

Hiro and Jirou looked at each other and spoke at once, “yes.”

“Ill tell you in the morning.” I put a hand on her shoulder, “I need to go check on Lappin.” I kissed her cheek and went up the stair. “Oyasumi!”

Hiro and Jirou both followed up after me,

“Night ma!” Jirou leaned off the railing and blew mom a kiss.

“Oyasumi no haha.” Hiro kissed mom on the cheek and followed up after Jirou.

“No telling us about your date?” Jirou whined behind me.

“Nope!” I started taking my hair down.

“Come on, Joce!” Hiro fast walked to keep up with us. “We just wanna know if you had a good time.”

I spun around and looked at the both as i took my last twin tail. “I did, he was very sweet. He’s smart and has a good degree.” I backed up into my door that was at the end of the hall. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I must see my favorite boy in the world.” I opened my door and stepped in, blowing a kiss at the two, “Night boys.”

“Night Joce.” both of them said in unison.

Closing my door behind me, i saw Lappin sitting on my bed in human form. “Sooooooo?”  he raised an eyebrow.

“Laaaaaaapppiiiiin.” I ran over to hug him and tackled him to the bed. “This one was really cute.” I mumbled into his chest. “He’s sweet, smart, cute, funny.”

“So it went good.” he stroked my hair and patted my back. “Now, you do have to remember, you can not tell him about us...about this.” he picked my head up and wiggled his finger between himself and i.

“I know, but i dont know if i can lie to him.” I pouted and put my face back on his chest.

“Then you cant be with him.” Lappin mumbled.

Getting off of him quickly. “That was mean.” I puffed my cheeks out and turned to take my clothes off. Tossing my boots off then my shorts and shirt, I tossed them in the hamper.

“Jocelyne.” Lappin got up and handed my a large band shirt that.

I put it on and fixed it so itd hang down to my knees. Taking my bra off under the shirt. “What?” I pouted at him as i tied my hair up into a messy bun.

Lappin walked over and held my chin. “I want you to be safe, to stay safe.” he moved a loose strand of hair behind my ear. “And if that means not having a relationship, im sorry, but you must do whats best.”

“I know, and i will make the right choices, i promise.” I hugged him. “You’re apart of the family now, you’re a brother to me and im not screwing us up for a boy.”

“Good, you’re a smart girl.” he hugged me back. “I have faith you’ll make the right choices. Now, get in bed Kit, you need sleep.”

“Yeah yeah.” I let him go and crawled into bed. “You sleeping here or the cage?” I asked.

“Hmm.” Lappin turned to face the cage he’d have to sit in if someone came into my room. He turned back to my bed and got in under the covers with me and changed into his cute little black bunny form. “I dont despise the cage, i understand why i must be in it. But having the free room is nice.” he snuggled up into me.

“You know i only put you in the cage when someone comes in and i dont want you getting hurt.” I rubbed his little head.

“Like the first time when you trapped me in a cardboard box?” he wiggled his nose at me and started chuckling.

“You were a homeless, scared little bunny when i brought you home. Then you turned into a naked man who booped me in the nose then turned into a bunny again. Yeah, of course i’d trap you, it was scary.”

“Totally normal.” He mumbled.

“Totally scary, i rest my point.” I rubbed his back. Grabbing my phone i flipped onto my stomach and clicked on Gabe’s name.

“What are you doing?” Lappin snuggled up to me.

“Texting Gabe.” i replied flatly.

“What are you saying?” he puffed into his human form beside me. Dressed in a loose crop top and his usual style of puffy pants.

“Im asking him to come to my concert soon.” I booped his nose.  

Hey i was wondering if you’d come to the concert on saturday that we’re performing at. Is what i sent the put my phone down.

“You look nervous.” Lappin played with my hair. “Why?”

“Ive never asked someone to come to a show other than my family.” i put my face in the pillow. “What if he doesnt like the songs we cover?”

“I’m sure he will.”  he twirled m hair on his fingers. “If he doesnt dump him.” he said calmly.

“Real  easy for you to say.” I laughed lightly. My phone buzzing under my hand.

“Yeah i think i can make that, what time?”  Gabe responded back.

Smiling and giggling to myself, i typed with both thumbs on my screen. Ill be there at 6 show starts at 7 you’re welcome to come at 6 and visit with us. We’ll just be setting up and what not until 7. “Am i too eager?” I looked over at Lappin after i hit send.

“Yes.” He chuckled and let go of my hair. “But its cute.”

“Thaaaaaanks.” I hit his arm lightly.

My phone buzzing. “Yeah i can come and watch! Where is it.”

“Its at a bar that lets us perform. Ill send you the directions in the morning, i actually need to go to bed.”  I texted him and looked at Lappin who had a cocky smirk on his face. “Shut up.” I smacked Lappin again.

“I didnt say anything.” he laughed softly and whispered, puff of blue smoke and he was back into his bunny form. “Im innocent and adorable dont hurt me.”

“Yeah sure you are.” I ruffled his fur up on his back

Phone buzzing once again. “Okay sounds good. Good night and sleep good.”

“He’s sweet.” Lappin was now under my arm looking at my phone.

“He is.” I played with Lappin’s ear before texting back. “You sleep good too, ttyl~” tossing my phone onto the nightstand by my bed and hooking it up to my charger. “Okay bed time!” I flipped onto my side and grabbed Lappin and dragging him closer to me and hugged him gently to my chest. “Good night Joce.” He mumbled as he pressed up into me.

“Oyasumi.”  i kissed his head and closed my eyes. Burying my face into his soft fur and bringing the blankets over my head to cover both of us.