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@sabazio

it all felt so warm - but most of all, it felt safe. had the two of them stood in the middle of the room, instead of being as close as they were, Mitsuru was certain his words would haven’t had the same effect. almost grateful for that moment of complete privacy, the girl had taken it as it came - expressions of trust like those were rare on both of their parts, and to be able to witness each other in such an  ‘ environment ’  had something inspiring and tender to it. 

sitting on the fresh sheets with one facing so intimately the other, her legs were loosely circling his waist and her arms resting, light, on his shoulders. just a bunch of inches closer and the two might have found themselves tangled in yet another inebriant embrace. yet, still as fatigued and tired as they had both just happened to become, they needed no words to agree they might have favoured a little breather now, a chance to recompose themselves. they both knew when to call for a truce.

that very space was all theirs to be used. the bed was comfortable, the room as spacious and well-furnished as she had left it months prior, to fly to the capital. while her mother would have taken care of anything in her place, Mitsuru had eagerly waited for that moment with child-like trepidation: she was not alone. it had been a shame fate had wanted them to return to their hometown in conjunction with the dinner held each year for the anniversary of the Group’s inauguration. after two decades and habits like those were still to fade away -- one big bother Mitsuru did gladly forget, until it happened to be too late for creating an escape route. 

while Akihiko had decided to politely stand aside, she could have never followed him in this decision. the girl had justified him and invited him to still participate. what he had seen, or thought, she was not sure -- his words now did externalize what had troubled him for the rest of the night. and Mitsuru felt it, sensed it in his posed smiles and rigid posture. the thought made her shiver lightly now, so close to him; her arms left his shoulder blades to fall again by her sides and on the mattress. still, she kept her line of sight high, to his same level. more than worried, he did almost sound troubled. the girl softly cleared her throat, sure her voice would have appeared weirder than usual, before whispering to him, half-a-smirk. 

         «  Do not imply that, Akihiko. You know that can’t be possible... how can it be ?  »

yet that too did die soon. safe, warm, protected. she knew the man wouldn’t have let anyone lay a hand on her. the suspect he might have seen all those young businessmen approaching her tonight as something to defend her from... but that he couldn’t have touched, at the same time, did devour her heart and certainties. she was no different from him. it took her a moment inside her head to understand she was exactly the same as Akihiko if not worse. his present affirmation was valid, as much as his now furrowed brows and the ghost of his usual smile -- oh, the one she adored so much... 

still, he remained attractive too, he was a kind man and their reality wasn’t inside their high school anymore, back when his group of fans would carefully avoid her presence to no anger Mitsuru and watch out for any improper behaviour. there must have been some female recruits, in his same department, who must have... !  she shook her head to keep away those mad thoughts, her hands travelling back up, slowly caressing one of his scars on the chest.

         «  Conceited men like that don’t interest me... they’d think I belong to them, instead of it being my simple will and decision. And I can’t--- can’t let that happen.  »

what did still prevent the heiress from letting all those men -- everyone, the entire country ! -- finally know she didn’t have eyes but for the man keeping her on her lap, and that was now playing with a long strand of her hair ?  their jobs ?  each single time the occasion had appeared propitious, something like that had to happen. 

she scooted herself closer to him, propping the sudden shift on her thigh muscles. her left hand on his neck, chin to his lips. they did feel a bit humid still, but nonetheless, always so soft and delicate. a thumb pressed over the lower one.    

         «  They mean nothing to the woman I am, no matter what they say... um, ces hommes là, ils sont commes des chiens. Do as I do, just let them bark. Now I’m here, to stay with you... and what can they do about it... ?  »

and nothing else did matter. to be and to belong -- the difference was all there. she caught him smiling at her words, and her heart felt now made of pure feathers, slight and not as heavy as before. the vision brought her to smile back -- uh, she would have needed to find her clothes and head for the mirror soon, to get rid of the remaining traces of makeup. Akihiko did not seem like a man who would have needed reassurance for those matters, yet the episode made her feel more wanted and flustered than ever - she couldn’t have left him, not now, nor tomorrow or any other day. she underestimated how important he was, for Mitsuru...

she jolted, those remaining centimetres separating them being finally filled, as she propped now to sit straighter and to look at him in the eyes. so grey even in the darkness around them. a moment later, her lips touched his, the shock of electricity running through her body and senses went to replace the previous shivers. brief, quick yet intense, it made her wish for more too as she broke the connection herself and headed for the sheets to the edge of the king-sized bed.

         «  Wait here, will you ?  I’m not going anywhere.  »  

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Operation: Man Flu Part Four

Alright guys here is Part Four of the series, there’s only one more after this but I have a couple of one shots I’m working on as well. I’m so happy everyone has been enjoying reading this as much as I’ve loved writing it! This part is shorter than the last one, but I wanted to make sure I left enough for part five! Enjoy!

Pairings: Steve x Shield Agent Female Reader!

Words: 3,770

Ratings/Warnings: I’m going to put hard R here for the whole thing because there’s going to be cussing, mentions of sickness, alcohol consumption, physical fights, mental breakdowns. Jealousy, love triangles (sort of), angst, drama, and lots of crude humor. Part three has some slight adult situations. Just strap in.

Also no Beta so my mistakes are my only thing to claim, I don’t own any characters either, with the exception of the reader, a doctor, and some random characters here and there.

It is in Y/N (Your Name) L/N (Last Name) format. Enjoy!

(Flashbacks are completely in italics) (Picture of outfit not mine, found on the webs)

Part 4

Sunday, 0945 Hours

The busy streets of New York were packed for a Sunday morning. People avoiding each other. Most were trying to get rid of hangovers from the night before, or trying to make the church service on time. The autumn air blew past a small coffee house window, where currently you, Nat, Pepper, and Wanda all sat inside. You were currently having an emotional crisis, which is why you found yourself surrounded by the smell of coffee and three worried females.

“I’m telling you ladies, he had a towel just barely hanging off of him! Out here looking like a whole ten course fucking meal! What’s a girl to do?” You groaned into the table top, Wanda rubbing your back reassuringly. I am going to die if I have to face him sick again today.

“He is attractive. And he really seems into you. Why don’t you ask him out?” Nat inquired, putting your cup of coffee on the table. The coffee shop was just down the street from the Tower that currently held the person of your problems. You had invited the three women there this morning for some “girl talk”. And by that you meant ranting about a certain blonde man that was plaguing your thoughts. For the past forty-five minutes. Easier said than done Nat.

“He said we’d talk when he was better so I don’t feel like he’s not being himself. I can’t believe I almost kissed him.” You mumbled, slowly bringing your head up only to let it fall back on the table with a thud.

“Well I’d say it’s your lucky day because according to Sam he’s all sorts of better.” You brought your gaze up as Pepper showed you her phone. Sam had sent her a picture of your favorite avenger and his best friend doing shirtless pushups. Wilson’s deadpan expression in the corner, mixed with his sickly complexion caused you to crack up, nearly howling at the text.                    “I hate super soldiers.”

“Huh. Wonder why I didn’t get a text.” You wondered out loud, pulling your phone out to check it. “I got one from Steve at least.” Opening your text notifications, you nearly threw your phone out of the window upon seeing shirtless Captain America selfie. Sweet Jesus! He was giving you a smoldering look, and while the picture looked a bit blurry, the text that was attached sent your heart racing to a mile a minute. “Ready for that talk when you are Doll.”

“Steve sent you a selfie?!” Nat exclaimed, reaching for your phone and chuckling. “It looks blurry, but he looks…better.”

Pepper reached to look at it next, nodding in approval. “Like if Hercules was blonde.”

“Honey you mean HUNK-ules. I’d like a slice of that perfect man cake.” You swooned at your phone as you snatched it back from them, the three women laughing at your obvious thirst. Keeping your response short and sweet you just simply sent back, “Looking forward to it.”

“You’re looking a bit thirsty Y/N, maybe you should drink some of your coffee before it gets cold.” Nat suggested, you fanning yourself as you took a sip. “You’re going to change before you see him, right?”

“First of all, that was rude.” You pointed a finger at the smirking red head, looking down at your Sunday comfy clothes before frowning. “What the hell is wrong with my outfit?”

“You know we love you Y/N, but um…”Wanda trailed off, Pepper staring you down.

“You look like a hobo.”

“Gee thanks, love you too. Why did I invite you all here?” You questioned yourself out loud, the girls all chuckling as you headed back towards the tower.

“Don’t worry, we’ll help you out.” You smiled at Nat, walking to the elevators and later to your room, where the three women proceeded to ransack your closet in the pursuit of the perfect outfit.

“As long as I don’t look like a hooker after all of this.”

1030

“Y/N you look great!” Nat complimented you, turning you around to look in your mirror that sat along the far wall of your room. For once, you were sort of agreeing with her.

“Now let’s go get your man.” Pepper pushed you towards the door, your nerves starting to get the better of you as you treaded down the hallway.

“You sure I look…”

“I swear you ask that one more time I’m going to hit this emergency stop button in this elevator and we will sit here until you have some damn confidence. If Steve can send you a blurry selfie, while shirtless then you can wear this skirt and look cute in front of him.” Nat barked, causing your mouth to slam shut. Wow, remind me to never get on her bad side. You noticed you were the only one getting out of the lift, Wanda pushing the button to close the door.

“Aren’t you coming with me?”

“Nope. We’ll be back later.” Pepper winked as the door shut, leaving you to face the remaining sick men. And a very healthy Steve Rogers. Alone.

“Shit.” Taking a deep breath, you straightened your stance before heading towards the quarantine. With the two super soldiers feeling better, that only left Sam, Clint, and Tony still under the weather. They would all be alright soon, and you would be going into a much needed coma when everything was said and done. Here goes nothing

“Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!”

“I win!” Bucky exclaimed, you striding into the conference hall to find the men huddled together on the floor, blankets and pillows strewn about haphazardly and you laughed at seeing they were still in their pajamas. You took a drink from your coffee, seeing how long it would take for them to notice you standing there.

“I for one, am finally happy you idiots found a way to pick a game.” You heard Tony speak, looking to find him still on his bed, blankets wrapped around him like a cocoon. All you could actually see of his person was his face. He looks like something out of a cartoon.

“Best two out of three!” Sam whined, Bucky shaking his head.

“No way Wilson, I clearly won!”

“This is horseshit!” Clint growled, throwing a nearby pillow, you not able to contain your curiosity any longer when it landed near your feet.

“Good morning guys, what’s the fighting about now?” The men turned to look at you when your voice broke up their argument.

“Holy shit Y/N.” Was all Tony could get out, his jaw slightly a-jar.

“You need to wear skirts more often.”Bucky commented, a flush racing down your neck as Steve just continued to stare at you. He had put a tight blue t-shirt on, and you had to keep yourself from drooling. How is it this man looked so delectable all the time? I’m supposed to be making him drool, not the other way around! I hate his stupid perfect face right now. You took note of his jaw working as he remained seated on the floor, his wide blue eyes continually raking over your body.

“Uh, earth to Capsicle? Your soon to be girl is over here being complimented by other guys and you’re just gonna sit there? Did those pushups cause all the blood to go to your arms and not your brain?” Sam motioned you to go talk to him, because it became very clear he wasn’t moving.

“No I’m pretty sure seeing Y/N in that outfit made his blood go elsewhere. That’s why he can’t move. It all went to his third leg.” You held back a snort at Stark’s comment, stepping your way lightly over to the blonde Avenger, making sure to give ample space between the two of you.

“Uh…hi.” You greeted him, looking down in his direction.

“Hi. You look…” Steve gulped and you felt very self conscious all of a sudden.

“Is it too much?” You adverted your gaze, shuffling your foot against the ground, being mindful of the pillows and blankets.

“No no! You look amazing.” You smiled, tucking the hair behind your ear.

“Thanks, the girls picked it out.”

“I love them a lot right now.” His voice was low and almost husky, causing you to let out a nervous chuckle.

“What are you gentlemen up to?”

“Sunday morning board games. Bucky won so he gets to pick. Why don’t you have a seat and join us?” His blue eyes sparkled while he patted the available space next to him on the floor.

“Why don’t you just ask her to sit in your lap Rogers, we all know that where you really want her to sit.” Sam joked, you becoming very flustered, taking Steve’s outstretched hand to help you down. Not that you would have said no if that’s where he wanted you to sit. You weren’t going to lie to yourself like that. I’ve seen him shirtless in person now. He wouldn’t have to ask me twice.

“Thanks Steve, I think I will.” You carefully sat down next to him, his beaming smile putting you in a rather good mood for nearly eleven am on a day you usually call “Hibernation Sunday”. “How are you feeling?” You asked, noticing how he inched slightly closer to you.

“Better now that you’re here.” You blushed, your lips turning up just a little. “I can breathe out of my nose, so that’s a major plus. I’ll never take that for granted again.” You nodded at him, happy he was feeling better.

“Wow that’s shady as hell Y/N. Your best friend is over here on his death bed and you ask the guy who has crazy healing powers how he is FIRST?! That’s just messed up.” Sam looked genuinely hurt and you felt bad for a whole five seconds before he winked at you.

“I’m SO sorry Sam, how are you feeling?” Trying to make up for essentially ditching him for your crush, Tony muttering some insult at Bucky while he dragged his sick backside to join the group on the floor. Blanket cocoon and all.

“Oh no, you don’t get to play me like that! I see where I rank with you.” Laughter bubbled out of you as Sam fake pouted, turning his face back to the board game Bucky nonchalantly dropped on the floor and immediately frowning.

“I still think Barnes cheated.” Clint muttered, Tony nodding his head as the man in question began to take out the parts that made up Monopoly.

“I can’t believe I have to play this shit.” Sam grumbled, you all taking turns picking which piece you wanted to be. Bucky got first pick, quickly snatching the race car. Clint took the thimble, Tony grabbed the top hat. You laughed as Sam casually tossed the battleship token to you, before taking the boot for himself. Steve settled on the Scottie dog.

“I GET TO BE BANKER!” Bucky shouted, Sam covering his ears.

“What the hell Barnes we’re all right here! Jesus. At this rate I’ll be deaf before I’m Cap’s age.”

“At least it isn’t Risk.” You tried, flipping Bucky the middle finger when he told you to be quiet while he counted out the money for everyone. “Is it always like this?” You whispered, leaning into him and causing him to jump just a little, you clearly having an effect on him as a slight flush covered his cheeks.

“Uh, um yea pretty much.” Smirking you let yourself inch closer to him, allowing your arm to touch his. You felt him flex under your touch, your fingers slowly tracing up the back of his arm as you put your head on his shoulder. He seemed to relax after that, a sigh leaving his lips as he dropped his head to rest on yours. “But you always have a way of making it better Doll.”

“Glad to help Steve.” You whispered, giving him a coy wink before breaking away from him to focus on organizing your money and plan of attack. “Because you all are going to hate me after I kick your asses.”

“Fat chance Y/N. We’re sick, but we’re not stupid.” Clint challenged, Tony raising an eyebrow at you.

“Ten bucks says you don’t even make it thirty minutes.” The Stark scoffed, “Or do you forget who you’re playing with?”

“You should be asking yourself that question Tony. Consider this a little bit of good ol’ fashioned revenge.” You retorted, each of you rolling dice to see who went first.

“Revenge?” Tony asked, suddenly not liking the way you were grinning at him wickedly when you got to go first.

“Damn straight. I’m gonna murder you losers for costing me my weekend in.”

“We’re really scared Y/N. Now how about some quick house rules?” Bucky scoffed cutting in, allowing you a moment to breathe. “No buying first round. And we’re not auctioning off any properties to start.”

“Barnes that’s fucking bogus.” Tony muttered in the man’s direction.

“Come on Bucky that’s bullshit!” Sam complained, you groaning inwardly to yourself before intervening the argument before it escalated further.

“Hey I’m not going to tolerate any rude behavior! This is Bucky’s choice, Bucky’s rules. Now get to rolling Wilson, you guys are due some payback and mama’s got a boardwalk to buy.” Your voice was laced with annoyance and authority, Tony and Sam shrinking down in fear. Sam rolled his turn and passed the dice to the winter soldier.

“Thanks Y/N. I knew you were my favorite.” Bucky beamed at you, taking his turn.

“Aww thanks Barnes. You’re not mine but thanks.”

Everyone laughed as you deftly ducked out of the way from a flying pillow, you nearly dropping your coffee when the blue plaid covered object hit Steve square in the jaw.

1330

“Haha! Boardwalk with a hotel! Pay up princess!” You held your hand out to Bucky expectantly, giggling with pride as he began to gather up his money.

“Jesus, who knew Y/N was a damn shark at Monopoly?” Tony stared in disbelief as you abolished Barnes of all of his finances. Sam raised a shy hand.

“I did. She wiped the floor with some of us back when we were starting out.”

“Oh grow some balls Wilson, at least it wasn’t strip Monopoly.”

“I’ve heard the Ghost stories about that night. No thank you.” Came his reply, making you giggle.

You had been playing for a couple hours, making short work of sizing everyone’s game up. You had been playing this game since you were a kid, your father a businessman and a top negotiator for the company he worked for. You were no amateur, and the guys were starting to get the idea that you were out for blood.

“I’m out. Thanks a lot Y/N, you are no longer my favorite.” Bucky pouted, you smirking down at your side of the board, looking to see who was left to target to secure your win. Sam and Clint were out early on, you suspected they both made a pact to just give up as soon as they could, not caring about buying all of one color properties, not blinking an eye as they fell to your hotels and houses.

Steve and you were actually making a great team. You got him the places he wanted, he would willingly trade the properties you needed on complete sets. The only real opponent had been Stark, but with his genius level intelligence, sick or not you knew better than to underestimate the billionaire.

“I’m going to put you in your place L/N.”

“Bring it Stark.”

1345

“Holy shit, L/N you’re a force to be reckoned with.” Clint stared wide eyed at the board, which you had most of under your control.

“I’m really glad I’m not playing.” Wanda conceded, offering her own look of shock.

You bit into the sandwich Nat had brought you with a grin, the girls joining you about thirty minutes ago to watch the carnage once they got word of what was going on. They had been nice enough to pick up lunch for everyone, and you were more than grateful for the amazing grilled cheese and tomato soup.

“Yea there’s a reason the Ghosts don’t play with her anymore.”Sam smiled at you, everyone stifling their laughter as Steve rolled doubles for the third time in a row and now had to go to jail.

“Oh no! The boy scout is in the slammer!” Tony joked dramatically, you joining in and feigning worry.

“Don’t worry Steve I’ll get you out of there I promise!” You held a hand up as if you were on the other side of viewing glass in a prison.

“It’s too late for me Y/N,” He was talking in an over the top Brooklyn accent, reminding you of the silver screen age. You became putty when the blonde dropped his voice low, bringing his own hand up to yours. You couldn’t contain the delightful shiver that went down your spine as he leaned in to place his forehead against yours. “Jus’ promise me you’ll has a good life. Find someone else, someone who will treat you betta’ than I eva could. Have a bunch of lil ones that have your eyes. Buy that pretty lil blue house on the corner with tha white picket fence. Tha one you’ve always wanted.”

“No I won’t! I don’t want that life without you!” Tossing your head away in exaggeration, giggles escaped you as he slid his hand from yours.

“That’s how its got to be sweetheart. Imma bad man, and it’s time I pay for my crimes.”

Everyone else’s laughter rang out as you finally broke down, body shaking as you attempted to wipe the tears from your eyes. Tony started clapping at the performance, Nat and Wanda joining in. Steve dropped into a bow of sorts while remaining seated, motioning to you and clapping himself.

”Well done Steve, that accent was terrible though.” You struggled to breathe, the good captain only shrugging.

“Y/N you have some real talent. You sure you’re in the right business?” Stark laughed at you, your face heating up again as everyone continued to pick on you. Calming down you put your brain back into game mode, focusing at the task at hand.

“Thank you, thank you. Now roll Stark, mama needs another hotel!” Tony rolled the dice, moving his token along the board before stopping on park place, his anger boiling over as you clapped with glee. “That’ll be fifteen hundred fat ones ol’ sport!”

“I’m out.” The bitter Stark mumbled, tossing his money and property cards over to you. “You suck Y/N.”

“Dinner and drinks first Tony. I’m a lady. Now what was that earlier about you putting me in my place?”

“You play like a mob boss.” He blinked in disbelief as you sorted out your newly acquired goods, not taking offense to the comment.

“Learned from my dad, sometimes our games would last weeks. Don’t hate the player Stark, hate the game.”

“No I’ll hate Barnes. It was his damn idea.” Looking to Steve you ignored the angry man’s remark. Bringing your attention to Steve you extended your hand out to him, looking at him with a smile.

“Shall we call it a draw? Or do you want to play until I ruin you too?”

“I know when to cut my losses. Draw it is.” Both of you shook hands, the rest of the guys getting a head start on clearing the board off and putting things away. “Good game Doll.”

“Thanks Rogers, you weren’t so bad yourself.”

“You guys were only being nice to one another because you want to sleep with each other. It’s not fair!” Bucky shot out pointedly at you, causing you to stare at him wide mouthed in embarrassment feeling your face heat up.

“Life isn’t fair Buck, and you’re just mad you lost. Regardless of our personal lives, this was your idea, just man up.” Steve spoke, and you whipped your head to stare at the soldier in shock.

“It still isn’t fair.” Bucky stomped away from the group, board game in tow.

“Who’s up for clue? We’ll have to be on teams.” All of you looked at Nat, before looking at the group who all started nodding.

“I call Y/N!” Tony, Sam, Bucky, and Clint all said in union.

“No thanks boys, I’m sitting this one out. I need some more coffee if I’m going to put up with you any longer.” You stood up, stretching your arms above your head as Steve grabbed the dirty plates and bowls from everyone, standing up as well.

“Let me go with you Y/N. I could use some fresh air.” Steve offered, you only able to give a soft nod in response. “You guys want anything?” The group broke out in orders and you just laughed.

“Why doesn’t Nat just text me what you want? It’ll take us some time to get there after all.” You suggested, everyone agreeing. Taking that as your cue you headed towards the elevator, Steve not far behind you as he went to throw the used dishes in the office.

“Everyone seems to be doing a lot better, especially you and Bucky.”

“Thanks Y/N I feel like a new man.” You couldn’t help but feel giddy when his arm went around the tops of your shoulders.

“I hope not, I liked the old Steve a lot.” He smiled at your joke, the door closing.

“Well if you like him so much why don’t you go out with him?” The question came out and you felt your heart burst. His gaze was almost pensive, like he was worried you were going to turn him down. Bringing your hands up, you quickly brought his face down to yours, his arms wrapping around your waist to pull the two of you closer.

“I’d love that.” You whispered calmly, looking into his blue eyes with determination. Before you let yourself over think the situation too much you tentatively brought your lips to ghost over his. You went to pull away, not wanting to seem forceful, when Steve closed the gap between you again and crashed his lips to yours. You smiled into the kiss, feeling him move his arm up your back while you slid your hands to settle on his neck. The kiss left you breathless, every bit of it just like you had dreamed of. Letting out a happy sigh, the blonde reluctantly started pulling away, giving you the big lopsided smile that you’d come to love.

“So….coffee?” The floor bell dinged as the doors opened, you giving him a quick peck before grabbing his hand.

“Coffee.”

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Just Friends (Finn Balor One Shot)

A/N: Hello beautiful people :) I am back with a brand new one shot, and it’s A LOT longer than my previous ones. I wanted to add a little more plot to this one, and it stars the lovely Finn Balor. There’s some smut at the end of it ;) Hope you guys enjoy it! Let me know if you want to be added to the tag list!

Pairing: Finn Balor x OC (Woman of Color)

Words: 5,553

Warnings: Smut, oral sex, loss of virginity

Tags: @tacoshuimagines @masked--empress @wwevampireamongkpop @evilangel84 @the-carter-mob-don @defenseofourdreams6277 @superrezzy00 @neversatisfiedgirlfics and anyone else interested in reading!

Just Friends (Finn Balor One Shot)

Saturday, October 18th. 7:42 PM

It was a crisp Saturday evening while I was sitting on my porch with a cup of hot chocolate next to me and a book in my hand. I was dressed in my favorite sweatpants and hoodie with my curly hair in a messy bun. I pushed my glasses up towards my nose before turning the page. It was a long, draining week of work and it felt good to finally relax. The autumn air blew causing me to shiver a bit before I took a sip of my hot chocolate. I hummed softly and returned to my book; while most people tend to relax by going shopping or having drinks with friends, I was content sitting alone reading.

Lost in my book, I almost didn't notice my phone buzz with a text message from my best friend Kerry. I've known her since I was 13 years old, and we are polar opposites in every way. I was normally shy; she was the life of the party. She had a quick temper while I thought before acting. Even so, I loved her because she always had my back and vice versa. I sat my book down on the bench next to me and looked at the message she sent me.

K: Hey Raina ❤ whatcha up to?

R: Nothing much. Just on my porch reading

K: Great! Wanna come to this party with me? Melanie is throwing a masquerade party and she really wants us to be there!!!!

Melanie is the third friend in our group and Kerry and I treat her like our little sister. She has a fiery personality just like her curly red hair and she has the biggest heart. But just like Kerry, she has a bit of a temper, too, and is always willing to fight anyone who messes with Kerry or myself despite her being the youngest of the three of us. Me being the oldest, I'm constantly getting both Kerry and Mel out of any fights they get into, which sometimes end with me with a few scrapes and bruises myself. Even though I wasn't as impulsive as my two best friends, I could also hold my own in a fight, the big sister in me wanting to protect both of them no matter the cost.

Melanie always throws the best parties, and her and Kerry would always try to make me step out of my comfort zone and loosen up. I was never really big on dressing up, or parties for that matter, but Kerry and Melanie would always hype me up complimenting me about my body shape, saying how good I look in dresses, and telling me how beautiful I was. I would always blush whenever they told me things like that, and it would give me the courage to step out and be seen. 

K: Mel also told me Finn would be there ;)

I nearly dropped my phone when Kerry texted me again. Finn Balor was my male best friend and he was a total sweetheart. He would text me good morning each day, and would always come over and check in on me whenever I am in a bad mood if Kerry or Melanie weren't around. His smile could light up any room, and always knew what to say to make me happy. He was also a bit of a flirt with me as well, but I always brushed it off as a part of his sunny personality. I blushed and pouted as I texted Kerry back.

R: For the billionth time, Finn and I are JUST FRIENDS 

K: Whatever you say, love 😉 Mel and I both know you are into him just as much as he's into you.

R: I am NOT into him in that way! And he's not into me like that… is he?

K: 🙄 girl everybody knows he's into you. Except you apparently. But anyways, you coming or not?

R: Do I have a choice lol?

K: Lol nope. The party starts at 10 so I'll come pick you up around 9:30. And dress sexy Raina ;)

R: Ugh I hate you!!! 😩

K: Love you too darling. See you in a bit 😊

I sighed deeply as I got up from the bench. There goes spending my evening reading. I walked inside my house to shower and get ready for Melanie's party.

***

9:21 PM

After I showered and curled my hair, I walked over to my bed to put on the dress I picked out from my closet. It was a black spaghetti strapped evening gown with a split on the right side exposing my leg and part of my thigh. The back of the dress was accented with silver crystals, and my entire back was exposed. Kerry and Melanie bought it for me as a birthday present a while back, but I never wore it. The dress hugged my curves nicely, especially my hips, and the top of my breasts were exposed. I put on my black heels then proceeded to look at myself in the mirror. My brown skin radiated underneath my light in my bedroom, my hair thick and curly falling just above my shoulders. I gave a small smile. Kerry and Mel were right; I did look good whenever I dressed up, despite me being extremely uncomfortable with all the skin I was showing. I put on a simple lip gloss then grabbed my silver clutch purse that carried my keys, driver's license, and my phone. Next to it laid a simple lace black mask in which I grabbed as well before heading downstairs to meet Kerry. She arrived 10 minutes early in a strapless crimson evening gown that showed off her back and hugged her body in a similar way my dress did. Her hair was wavy and stopped below her shoulder blades, and her lips wore a dark red lipstick. Her honey brown skin glowed as she smiled at me walking down the stairs.

"Damn Raina," she smirked. "I know I told you to dress sexy but I didn't expect you to go all out."

I pouted my lip before giving a small smile and hugging her. "Well, like you said, it's nothing wrong with stepping out of my comfort zone. Plus I really like how this dress looks on me."

Kerry gave a warm smile. "Well you look beautiful, love. And I bet Finn will say the same thing," she gave me a wink.

I blushed before covering my face. "Kerry…." I whined.

She gave a chuckle. "Okay I'm sorry I won't tease you anymore. All set to go?"

"Yeah," I said. "Mel always knows how to throw a good party."

"Hell yeah she does," Kerry said. We walked out of my house and into Kerry's car before driving over the hall where Melanie was having her party.

***

10:18 PM

The hall was decorated beautifully. Silver lines of crystals hung from the ceiling with white and silver balloons. The dessert table had a giant ice swan in the middle of it while a long table of food was on the other side of the hall. The bartender was serving drinks to some of the guests while others were on the large dance floor in the middle of the room. Kerry and I walked in wearing our masks when we were greeted by Melanie at the front door next to the check in table. She wore a beautiful silver evening gown, her curly red hair in a braided bun, her face covered by a silver lace mask. She ran over to us smiling and gave us both a hug.

"You guys made it!" she squealed. "I'm so happy you could come!"

Kerry kissed her cheek. "Of course Mel, why would we miss our best friend's party?"

I gave Melanie a smile. "You look beautiful by the way."

Melanie looked at me up and down before giving an approving nod and a smirk of her lips. "Well look at you Raina. Who you getting all sexy for? You ain't stepping out on Finn, are ya?"

I groaned aloud and pouted. "For the last time, Finn and I are…"

"Just friends," Kerry and Mel said together mockingly.

"You two suck," I whined.

"We were hoping you'd be the one doing the sucking tonight," Melanie gave a sultry chuckle.

"MEL!" I gasped and blushed covering my face.

"Come on Raina she's just teasing," Kerry placed her hand on my shoulder while secretly high-fiving Melanie.

I rolled my eyes at my two best friends: "Sure she is," I mumbled.

Melanie piped up: "Okay Raina can get laid later, but right now let's go party!" She grabbed our wrists and led us inside to the bar.

***

12:03 AM

After Kerry, Mel, and I ate and had a few drinks together, we all made our way to the dance floor. There were people surrounding us wearing evening gowns, tuxedos, and masquerade masks dancing to the music that was playing. Feeling a little light on my feet from the alcohol I drank, I was dancing alongside with them actually having a pretty good time. I hadn't noticed Kerry and Melanie leave the dance floor when someone walked up behind me and tapped my shoulder. I turned to see a pair of baby blue eyes behind a black mask and a smile that showed pearly white teeth. He wore a simple tuxedo and looked absolutely breathtaking. I stopped dancing and smiled at the man in front of me.

"Well hello Finn," I said. "Melanie told me you'd be here. I'm glad I got to see you tonight," I gave him a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek.

Finn gave a small chuckle. "Well Melanie always knows how to throw a good party," he said with his beautiful Irish accent. "Plus I wouldn't dare miss out on seeing my best friend, who might I add looks absolutely stunning."

I smiled at him, my head slightly down hiding the blush that crept on my cheeks. "Thank you Finn, that's really sweet of you to say."

Finn raised his eyebrow in amusement and shook his head. "You're so cute when you get all shy like this. You know I tell you you're beautiful nearly every day, right?"

My voice grew a bit quieter and my blush now visible on my face. "I know you do. I was just… happy about the complement."

Finn smirked: "Are you blushing Raina?"

My head snapped up to look at him and I pouted. "No I'm not," I stammered. "I was…"

Finn held up his hands in defense and laughed: "Whoa Raina, I was just messing with ya love. No need to get snappy."

I pouted: "What is this 'Pick on Raina Day' or something?"

"Can't help it, hon. It's a lot of fun," Finn smiled.

All of a sudden, the upbeat music turned into a slow song and the guests around us on the dance floor began to couple up. Finn and I looked around at the people slow dancing then Finn turned to face me again and held out his hand.

"May I have this dance?" he asked with a smile.

My heart thumped loudly in my chest and I silently gasped. He was… asking me to dance? A slow dance at that!? I never slow danced with anyone before so the nervousness started to take over me. But then again, it was Finn asking me. One of my best friends whom I trusted a lot. I took a deep breath before taking his hand. "It's just a dance," I thought. "A simple innocent dance between friends, nothing too major."

"I'd love to," I said aloud to him. 

Finn pulled me close to his body as one of his hands held mine and the other rested on the small of my back. My head rested on his chest and my free hand was on his shoulder. As we swayed back and forth to the music playing, I inhaled taking in Finn's scent. The smell of his cologne and the scent of spearmint from his breath made my breath hitch and my legs feel weak. He smelled so good… And the way he was holding me made me feel… safe. And also… wanted. My heart thumped violently in my chest that I could hear it in my ears. Everyone else around me seemed to disappear as I was only fixated on my best friend. I slightly lifted my head from Finn's chest to get a better look at him. Under the lights, his skin glowed a soft white and I gazed upon the short, dark hair upon his head. I felt an urge to run my fingers through it; to… even pull at it. My eyes roamed now to his face. His eyes closed, lost in the moment, as we danced and his lips were pulled into a small grin appearing blissful. He looked… beautiful.

Finn opened his eyes and looked down to see me looking at him. Even through his mask, I could see those baby blue eyes of his shimmering at me with an innocent happiness and a hint of… desire? He let go of my hand and used it to tilt my chin closer to his face. My heart continued to race as I gasped, feeling the warmth of his fingers on my chin. His lips were mere inches to mine and I could feel his breath on my face. My body trembled and my brain grew fuzzy, lost at what to do.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered against my lips. My words were caught in my throat so I couldn't respond back. Then, the unthinkable happened. Finn's lips pressed against mine in a soft, heated kiss. The music sounded blurred since all I heard was my heart drumming loudly in my ears. My body tensed and the world around me seemed to slow as Finn kissed me. My head felt dizzy and I felt myself panicking. What is he doing?! He's actually kissing me! I didn't know how to handle it; it was all too much.

I pulled away from Finn in a gasp, tears now forming in my eyes. 

"Raina?" Finn asked, concern laced in his voice. "What's the matter?"

"I'm sorry," I managed to choke out before running out of the hall in tears into the cold autumn night, leaving Finn alone shocked and confused.

***

1:42 AM

After storming out of the party leaving Finn alone, I called a cab to take me home. I strolled into my house, took off my heels and mask, and started to pace my living room floor, panic consuming me. My breathing was shaky and my body felt warm. Finn kissed me… he actually kissed me. Which meant Kerry and Melanie were right; he did have feelings for me. I sat on my couch and began to take deep breaths to calm down. All this time, I thought the flirting was just for fun. Something that was just between us in a friendly manner. I didn't know that it was actually genuine… that he actually liked me.

A few tears slipped from my eyes, guilt replacing the panic. Finn was expressing his feelings for me and I ran out on him. How could I be so fucking dense?! A part of me always had cared about Finn, more than just as my best friend. But with my shyness, I couldn't bring myself to tell him. Also, the negative thoughts in my head would always tell me that he didn't feel the same way about me, which brought me down even more. Being shy coupled with an insecurity problem was something I struggled with for awhile now. So, as time went on, I came to accept the fact that Finn and I were just meant to be friends. And I was fine with that. Until what had happened tonight….

Just then, a knock came from my front door. I peered up to face it with both curiosity and a bit of fear. Who could be at my door this late? I walked to my front door and opened it, shocked at who I saw. There was Finn standing there on my porch with a small, sad smile on his face. His tuxedo was replaced with a black polo shirt and jeans along with a black leather jacket to keep him warm from the chilly autumn night. His face completely visible, with no mask shielding it, his blue eyes held a glint of happiness but was still clouded by guilt.

"Hi Raina," he spoke. "Is it okay if I came in? I wanted to talk to you about earlier."

I quickly nodded my head and welcomed him into my house. "Of course, please come in."

I walked him into my kitchen and directed him to one of the stools that sat near my island. "Can I get you anything? Something to drink or…" I was talking so fast that Finn barely kept up with me. He gave a small grin and shook his head.

"No thank you love," he said. "I'm okay."

I stood across from him from the island, still wearing my dress from the party. I had a bottle of water in my hand, took a sip from it, and took a deep breath. Once I was situated, Finn began to speak.

"Listen Raina," he spoke, a touch of guilt laced in his tone. "I wanted to apologize for my actions earlier. I wasn't trying to scare you off or make you uncomfortable. I just…" Finn rubbed the back of his neck. "I know we're friends and all, but there is a part of me that thinks of you more than that. You're so sweet and cute and I really, really like you. I've always had. And I thought at that moment I could show you how I felt. But I guess you don't feel the same way. And I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable and I hope that we can still be friends if you want."

Tears formed in my eyes again as Finn finished talking. I felt even more guilty for leaving now. My lips trembled then I started to sob, tears falling onto the counter. Finn's eyes blinked with concern as he walked over to the side I was on. 

"Raina what's wrong?" he asked. "Why are you crying?"

I continued to cry for a bit, my head hung ashamed to look at him. Finn held his hands in mine as he waited patiently for me to say something, his eyes swimming with worry at my sudden outburst.

"I'm so stupid," I whispered. "I'm so fucking stupid."

Finn was appalled at my statement. "No you're not. Why would you say that?"

I grabbed a napkin and wiped my face. I sniffled and gave a shaky breath before speaking again. "All this time, with the flirting and the complements, you've been trying to tell your feelings for me. And I just thought it was just you being a good friend. My shyness and my insecurities kept me from seeing how you really felt about me." I looked up to see his face. "And you don't have to apologize for what happened earlier. I've always felt the same way about you, too. But I couldn't bring myself to actually tell you. I just thought you only liked me as a friend so I bothered not to say anything." I gave a small smile. "I guess I was wrong."

Finn's face was blank but his eyes were swimming with want and determination. Finn lifted me up to sit me down on the kitchen island before settling in between me. He wrapped my legs around his waist, his lips as close to my face just like back at Melanie's party. I gasped in shock and my body started to tremble. My eyes were both calm yet curious as to what he was going to do. 

"Well love," he said with a sultry tone. "Looks like I'll have to prove you wrong too."

Finn, once again, pressed his lips to mine kissing me gently yet intensely. However, this time, I returned the kiss back with my arms wrapped around his neck. His tongue grazed my bottom lip and I opened my mouth, granting him access. His hands cupped my face as he moaned softly into my mouth. His tongue danced around mine and I could feel my body grow hot, not with panic but with lust. My hands went into his hair tugging at it, soliciting a growl from his lips. I shivered inwardly as I kissed him deeper, my hands now moving from his hair to take off his jacket and shirt from his shoulders. My nails traced down his back then my hands glided up to feel his muscled arms and shoulders. I felt Finn's hands roam up my back to the zipper of my dress, tugging on it, and helping me come out of my dress before tossing it to the side where his jacket and shirt were. I sat on my kitchen counter in a black lingerie set as Finn roamed my body, biting his lip.

"Wow," he whispered. 

"Do you like it?" I asked sheepishly.

"I do, love," he chuckled. "I like it a lot. I never thought you wore things like this."

I gave a seductive smirk. "Well Kerry and Mel always told me I looked good whenever I dressed up." I felt my face grow hot. "They thought I was getting dressed up for you, actually."

"Well, were you?" Finn asked.

I shrugged. "Maybe you did cross my mind while I was getting dressed."

Finn smirked. "Well color me impressed, love. Cause you did look sexy tonight." His fingers lightly brushed from my neck down to my stomach. "But you look even sexier right now." Finn went back to work kissing me, his mouth going from my lips to my neck. He sucked on the spot just below my jawline as I let out a moan.

"Ah Finn.." I breathed as my hands pulled at his hair again. "Harder."

Finn obliged my request and he bit down on the spot on my neck, making me hiss out in pleasure. He continued to kiss on my neck as I felt one hand grip my hair, pulling my head back to give himself better access to my neck. His other hand reached in between my legs, his fingers reaching in my panties, feeling me grow wet. I moaned a bit louder as I felt his fingers play at my folds, my juices coating my clit before he circled it with his fingers.

"You're so wet Raina," Finn moaned against my ear. His voice was dark and lustful causing shivers down my spine. He let go of my hair then used both of his hands to pull my panties down my legs and tossed them aside. I gasped as he spread my legs wider and his lips traveled from my neck, down to the exposed part of my breasts, then to my stomach, and finally stopping in between my legs. I watched as Finn kneeled in front of me, kissing the inside of my thighs and looking up at me with lust and mischief in his eyes. My hands gripped the back of his head and my body shivered with anticipation.

"Finn what are you… Oh!" I let out a loud moan as I felt his lips and tongue play at my pussy, my breathing now heavy as I threw my head back in pleasure. His hands held my hips in place as I instinctively tried to thrust closer to his mouth. My hands pulled at his hair and I felt him growl against my clit.

"Does that feel good?" he asked in between kisses.

I was moaning and panting heavily, his lips sending electricity throughout my entire body. Finn was the first man to ever touch me like this, and my God he felt amazing. I almost didn't hear his question before I answered him.

"Ah… yes... Yes it feels so good," I panted. I tried to thrust my hips again but his grip was too strong. "Finn please… fuck I need more."

"Oh do you now?" Finn asked breathlessly, his face still at my core. He sucked at my clit harder and his tongue danced in and out of my folds before he pulled away again. "Patience, love, I'm just getting started." He moaned against my core as he continued to work eating my pussy like a person starved. His tongue took up every drop of essence I had as his lips continued to suck on my clit. His hands caressed my thighs, his grip still holding my hips in place.

"Fuck," I whimpered, my fingers still locked in his hair. "Oh Finn, just like that." I threw my head back and moaned again once I felt another surge of electricity through my body. "Mmm you feel so good."

I felt him chuckle against me. "I like seeing you all hot and bothered like this. Have you not been touched like this before?"

"No," I breathed out. "You are my first, Finn."

Finn pulled away from my core upon hearing my words. He stood up in front of me, his eyes slightly widened. 

"Seriously?" he asked and I nodded. 

I've always enjoyed the idea of sex, with the many books I have regarding romance or erotica. However, I told myself that I wasn't going to give my body to just anyone. I wanted my first time to be special; to share it with someone that I completely trusted. A part of me always wanted Finn to take my virginity, since he was the only man that I trusted to this magnitude. And it looks like I was gonna get my wish. Finn tilted my chin, brushed my bottom lip with his thumb and gave a warm smile. "Well, I'm honored to be your first. And I promise I am going to take good care of you."

Finn stole my breath away with another heated kiss. I could taste myself on his lips as I moaned into his mouth. Finn lifted me up from the island and made his way to my living room couch. He sat down on the couch and had me sitting in his lap, my legs on either side of him. I cupped his face into my hands as I continued kissing him, and his hands traced up and down my spine before stopping at my ass, massaging it. My lips moved from his mouth to his neck, and I gently sucked on the right side hearing him hiss out in pleasure.

"Oh fuck Raina," he moaned out, gripping my ass tighter before giving it a light slap. I gasped slightly and I felt myself grow wetter. 

"Finn," I whispered against his lips. "Can you… do that again?"

"What, spank you?" he chuckled. "Wow, I'm learning a lot about you tonight, love." His hand rubbed against my ass gently before bringing it down to slap it, a little harder than before. I hissed in pleasure and arched off his lap a bit.

"Ah..." I moaned.

"Do you want more?" he asked. 

"Mmm, yes Finn. Please…" I whimpered.

Finn gave a dark chuckle before he spanked me again. This time, it echoed in the dark room illuminated from the moonlight coming in from the window. He did this once, twice, three times and every time my moans grew louder and my hips arched from his lap. I grinded against his hips, feeling his erection through his pants, my pussy now soaked from him spanking me and rutting myself against him. I panted and moaned his name in his ear, begging for more.

"Fuck, you are needy tonight," Finn growled and slapped my ass a fourth time. I threw my head back as I screamed, my body feeling that same surge of electricity from earlier.

"Finn… I can't wait anymore. I want you, I need you. Baby please." I begged him.

Finn placed a kiss to my throat and lifted me off of him for him to remove his pants and boxers. I shuddered in lust as I saw his dick, thick and hard. He pulled me back into his lap as he helped me line up my entrance against him. Just the tip alone caused me to hiss in both pleasure and pain. I had never done this before, and to be honest I was a bit nervous; yet I was grateful that Finn was helping me through this.  

"I want you to be in control tonight," he whispered. His hand tangled in my hair as he looked up at me. "Ride me, kiss me, do whatever you want to me." He lowered me down on his dick and I hissed once I was fully in. Finn let out a shudder and a moan. "I'm all yours…"

His hands found his way to my hips again as he lifted myself off his dick until just the tip was in before lowering me down again. He did this a few times until I grew comfortable with him inside of me and I created a rhythm on my own. My hands rested on his shoulders as I bounced up and down, my eyes closed, as I felt Finn fill me. His shaft, thick and hard, filled my walls completely and I threw my head back in content. I heard Finn moan softly as his hands rested on my hips while I continued to ride him.

"Raina…" he breathed. "Oh my God, yes."

I bounced up and down still at the same rhythm as I looked down at Finn under me. His eyes were closed, his lips slightly parted, and I could hear him moan in pleasure. My body grew hot as I watched him submit to me. To be in control like this felt… amazing. I normally pictured my first time with the guy in control of me; to have the roles switched was a nice treat for me. I panted heavily and my eyes fluttered closed. I planted a kiss to his lips, hot and heavy with passion.

"Faster," Finn moaned out.

My grip on his shoulders tightened a bit as I increased my speed. Sweat began to form on the both of us and I started to moan louder. I could feel his dick become coated in my juices and the feeling became more exhilarating.

"Fuck," I cursed. "You feel amazing."

Finn's hands squeezed my breasts through my bra as his moans grew louder. He planted his lips on my breasts and I felt him thrust towards me to match my rhythm.

"Ah…" he moaned. "Just like that, love. Ah shit…" his moans began to turn into growls.

My ass slapped against his thighs and the sound of it plus our moans drew me fucking insane. His dick hit a sweet spot in me each time he thrusted, causing me to scream.

"Oh God," I screamed. "Finn, I'm so close… mmm yes baby YES"

Finn gripped my hips tighter and I bounced faster, throwing my head back each time he hit my sweet spot.

"Cum for me Raina," Finn growled. "Please let me feel you cum on my dick, baby. Ah fuck you feel so good..."

I panted heavily, my voice hoarse from screaming. I could feel my climax approaching fast with each thrust. 

"Finn," I choked out. "I'm… AHHH!!!!" My orgasm crashed over me as I gripped his shoulders and rode out every wave of pleasure. I heard Finn growl in my ear, his climax hitting as well as he stiffened against my body, his hands holding me in place. After a few moments, I collapsed on top of him, completely exhausted. Finn laid us down on the couch, with me on top of him, and wrapped his arms around me. I pulled the blanket that laid on the top of the couch and covered us with it, both of us breathing heavily.

"Are you all right, love?" Finn whispered against my hair.

I got up enough to look in his eyes and gave a tired smile. "I'm okay. A little worn out, but okay. Thank you, that was a lot of fun for me." I gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

Finn ran his fingers through the curls of my hair and smiled. "Did I prove you wrong tonight? That I did have feelings for you more than just as a friend?"

I giggled. "Yeah. You did."

"Good," he said then sighed deeply.

"Come to bed with me?" 

"I'd love that."

***

9:23 AM

I woke up the next morning with Finn sleeping in my bed next to me. Being careful not to wake him up, I checked my phone to see a text message from Kerry. I gave a wide grin.

K: Where'd you go last night?? Mel and I were looking for you.

R: I was… with Finn. Turns out you and Mel were right. And last night… well...

K: Well?!

R: Let's just say we're a bit more than friends now 😉 I'll tell you and Mel about it later.

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Title: Seasons of Love

Type: AU Fan-Fic

Origin: Mystic Messenger

Genre: Sweet (?)

Words: 1411 (?)

Day 1 Entry for @saeranchoiweek

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Three years has passed after being reunited with his brother, both of them now living what seems to be like any ordinary life, and free from all that conflicted and restrained them. The issue of their identity was no longer any concern as they moved away from the heart of the city into a more peaceful provincial town and were currently under the protection of the C&R’s director who eventually ended up acting as their guardian. To these brothers, living a simple, average life was nothing but mere dreams of a possible future, but now, anyone could see how freely they live their life. Free from the chains of the past. Free from the pursuit of their aggressors.  Free from the hell they both had to suffer through. It was now a life they could truly spend like any other family.

Winter was slowly melting away into newborn spring, his breath forming into mist as his minty colored eyes gazed upon the proud yellow sun hanging above the oceanic skies, his mind drifting from one thought to another as he stood outside their home, letting time slip by. His formerly discolored hair has now returned to its natural state, and possibly had grown a tad longer from the past years. This was with an oath of a new beginning, and a new life, and through the course of time and every season, he was able to slowly rebuild himself, recover what he felt he lost, and was able to find serenity within his heart. His lips soon lifted into a timid smile as he recalled what was passed, and now he was living as a new man.

Feeling the cool breeze against his face, a small high pitched voice soon followed the bustling leaves of the shamrock tree. “Saeran-oppa! Saeran-oppa!” A young girl with long purplish-black hair caught his attention, causing him to turn and crouch to meet her with a gentle smile.

“Hello, Macy. Where you worried about me?” His question placed a small pout and a glare on the little lady’s face, her cheeks puffed, her arms crossed above her chest, which caused his smile to deepen. “It’s almost lunch time. Did you want something in particular?” He inquired further, causing the girl to nod, bashful and shyly replying in a small voice,  “.....I want to have strawberry crepe….” He had already expected something of the sort to be her response, but he could only exhale a sigh as he gently ruffled her head of hair.

“That’s not exactly a proper meal, but, I guess I can let it slide just this once. After all, I kind of... also want to have one too.” Smiling wryly to himself, he slowly rose to his feet and ushered the little girl by the hand, having a small chat as they made their way home.

“Saeyoung-oppa!” Running at full speed, the little lady crashes towards a sleeping redhead on the couch, causing him to jolt up as his eyes sprang wide and awake from the impact of her hug. “Waaaaaaaaake up! It’s lunch time! Get up or we’ll call the tickle monster!” The girl declared as the lad feigned fright and defeat with his arms flailed upward, making a whiney sound.

“Oh noooooo! She got me! The tickle monster has got me! Saeraaaaan heeeeelp!” Laughing and giggling, he could only wriggle and squirm as the child began to tickle his sides as he continued to protest. “Okay, I am up!! I am up!”

“Good. Now help me make lunch, you lazy ass.” The younger redhead grunted as he made his way towards the kitchen after rolling his sleeves up to his elbow,  putting on an apron and keeping his hair up into a small messy updo. “You’re chopping vegetables this time.”

“Ouch! Is that a demotion?” Playfully whined the older redhead, his golden eyes practically smiling in amusement at how his brother acted so mature around the presence of the child. “Alright, masterchef. Let’s bake honey butter chips in the oven and turn it into cake---”

“We’re making bibimbap! Bi-bim-bap! No junk food!” Frustration easily took him causing him to scowl toward his brother, and their casual back and forth left the girl to break into giggles, and these were how their recent days were spent, time and time again, no day was dull when these three were together,

Cooking for three wasn’t an easy task for the brothers, especially as they constantly bickered and argued while doing their roles in the kitchen. Saeran, although his skill isn’t polished yet, he was still a better cook than Saeyoung, thus the older twin taking the role of preparing and cutting ingredients. And while they cooked, Macy was their audience, sitting at the kitchen counter, humming nursery rhymes trying to entertain the brothers. That was until she suddenly thought of something important for her and decided to ask them about it.

“Saeran-oppa, did the angels finally invited mama to be with them in heaven? I want to see her... I miss her….  Will she still love and remember me from there?” With her sudden question causing all movements in the kitchen to a halt, the brothers could only look at each other as they contemplated on what their respond should be without hurting the little one’s feelings. That was not an option for them, not when they were growing fond of the child. Silence then took them for a while, when Saeran decided to shut the stove and walk up to the curiously staring little lady, giving her a hug before deciding to open his mouth, prompting worry on the older twin’s face.

“Remember the poetry you made with your mama last Christmas Eve?” He gently stroked her hair as he calmly asked the child, urging her to recite the piece with him.

“That when winter melts and turns into spring, a melody will rise as the birds proudly spreads its wings of pleasant cheers and sing.

And when spring transcends into summer, it will be the time for the sun to take over the stage and lead the oceanic waves to spread the happiness even further.

When summer flakes away into the crisp of autumn, is when the angels celebrate a child’s life in tranquil nocturne.

And as autumn fades to winter, is when a mother lovingly embraces her child as she promises to love and remain with her forever.”

Do you remember that?” Saeran comes face to face with the child, meeting her tear-misted eyes with​ his own mellowed ones. “Your mom…. Wants you to know how much she loves you and that will never change. Not even distance can stop that.”

“He’s right.” Saeyoung chimes in as he strode up to them, clumsily wiping away a tear that trailed down her cheek. “You will see her again someday. Just always remember, she loves you and she wishes you to be happy, celebrate every season like how you  always have with her and cherish the memories in your heart forever.”

“And whenever you do miss her, don’t hesitate to tell me so we can go visit her and bring her fresh flowers. No matter the season, no matter the reason, as long as you remember her, she’ll always be with you. And I will always be right here for you too, okay?” As his mint colored eyes mellow with gentleness, the little lady found herself meekly nodding as she began quietly sobbing, feeling her heart melt in sorrow as she slowly understood why she’s now in their care.

“Saeran-oppa, thank you for taking care of me… Macy will promise to be happy for mama so she won’t disappoint her.” As a smile slowly crept upon her tear stained face, she couldn’t help but give the kind lad a big hug, making the older twin brother feel proud and happy for his younger twin who looked a bit awkward and bashful from being thanked and hugged by the child.

After their momentary sadness found its resolution, Macy and the Choi brothers resumed to prepare their lunch and enjoyed their meal time together, chattering along as they do. While the season change and turn its page from one to another, one thing remain constant with this unusual trio: A season never passes by without Saeran committing to his promise of visiting Macy's mother with her and offering her tombstone an array of beautiful flowers, blossoms of every season which she had always loved.