#and while my brother isn't a hugger he allows me to hug him if I want one

[lameotello]

why are my brother and I the siblings that apparently don't exist

[alexhogh7137]

The Battle Between Love and Fire-

Ivar the Boneless × Reader

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Prince Oleg

Word Count 3.4k

Warnings: angst, some fluff

A Week Later…

The flight to Kiev was long but a beautiful journey. The snow melted in most spots but there were still some patches where the snow just clung to the earth, not quite willing to dry up yet. Small beauty such as that, makes you smile from ear to ear. As you flew on Ryuu, Ivar would look up every now and then, just to admire his queen on her dragon: flying high and proud. But Hvitserk however, got flashbacks once they passed through the gates of the kingdom. Flashbacks of how he was so broken when he stumbled upon Prince Oleg's kingdom and how shocked he was to find Ivar there. He saw him and Ivar, sitting on the ground by the nearby stream, talking about what they were wearing was ridiculous.

That made him chuckle, but then he would remember how broken he was during that period in both of their lives. Ivar just lost Kattegat and his last wife, Freydis and for Hvitserk, he got banished by Bjorn from Kattegat and was losing his mind. But now, they both are in a better and brighter place all because of you and the gods. 

Ivar "Feel strange to be back, aye my brother?"

Hvitserk "Strange but in a good way, I think. And I think that it will be good for all of us to take a little break from our own responsibilities.." he forces a laugh. 

Ivar nods, "I agree. Especially for Y/n, she can rest and keep off her feet for a bit."

Hvitserk "Oh gods yes, Y/n will be forced to relax for the first time since the little princess was conceived." Ivar laughs and then he watches Ryuu land on the ground, shaking the ground. The people are taken aback, but they were told before your arrival that your dragon would be coming with you. 

Ivar gets out of his carriage and Hvitserk dismounts his horse. He hurriedly comes to your aid to help you dismount Ryuu safely while Ivar gets himself situated to walk. 

Hvitserk "What do you think of this place?" You look around for a second, taking in your surroundings. "It is nice. Very colorful and beautiful." He chuckles and just kisses your head. 

Ivar "How was the flight?"

You sigh, "It was long but it was lovely."

Hvitserk "Oh, there he is-"

Prince Oleg "Ah, Hvitserk..Ivar! Welcome back!"

Ivar "It is nice to be back, Prince Oleg."

Hvitserk "How have you been? Good, I hope.."

Prince Oleg "Good, good! And you?!"

Hvitserk "Never been better."

Prince Oleg "Oh, how rude of me...you must be Y/n."

"I am," you shake his hand, "it is nice to meet you."

Prince Oleg "You as well. I must say, you must be an extraordinary woman to be having a dragon as a pet." You force a laugh and so do the boys.

"He is not my pet, I raised him. He is like my son, Prince Oleg."

Prince Oleg "Oh, uh..if you say so." Ryuu grunts and Oleg takes a few steps back, "So, shall we go inside?!"

Ivar "Yes." He takes your hand and holds you back while Hvitserk walks with Oleg. "Don't overthink that, my love."

"It is fine. I don't expect him to understand."

Ivar "He will, just give him some time to get to know you and Ryuu, huh?" You nod and walk on with your husband, hoping that this little 'vacation' will be just that and not a dreadful time away from home.

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The palace was extraordinary: gold everywhere with artifacts from his culture, red drapes and carpentry. 

"You have a beautiful kingdom, Prince Oleg."

Prince Oleg "Oh, why thank you!" You smile and continue walking ahead, looking closely at everything you can get your eyes on. It may be beautiful, but it is not home. Your home is perfect to you and Ivar knows that very well. 

Prince Oleg "She is very beautiful Ivar..where did you find her?" 

Ivar "I did not find her. She came to me, seeking help from an ally of mine a while back. But when she came to me, she never left."

Prince Oleg "Is that so?" Ivar nods. "Then you are one lucky king, Ivar. Having a wife as beautiful as Y/n, is a blessing." You overhear the prince's remarks and get a sickening feeling. What is he getting at? 

Ivar grinds his teeth, "Thank you, Prince Oleg.."

Prince Oleg "No, thank you! I mean you did bring your wife with you!" He claps and laughs like a child. "Y/n, would you like to see my chambers-"

Ivar "Don't you have Katya.. Prince Oleg?"

Prince Oleg "Oh of course I do!"

Hvitserk "I do not think that your wife would like to have another queen be shown her chambers that she shares with you, isn't that right-"

"I don't think that that would be necessary, Prince Oleg." 

Prince Oleg "Suit yourself. Could I offer you a drink..anything to eat?"

"Oh no, thank you." Ivar takes your hand and pulls you into his side and holds you close. 

Prince Oleg "I must say, you are glowing." He points to your belly.

"You are too kind."

Prince Oleg "And Ivar... you are the father?"

Ivar "Of course I am." 

Prince Oleg "Oh, well you are just having miracles one after the next, after the next, aye?" You look at Hvitserk who has his head down and Ivar has his teeth clenched. 

Ivar "I suppose you are right." 

Prince Oleg "Mmm. Now-"

Igor "Uncle, who...Ivar!!!" A young boy runs out from the hall and towards Ivar with open arms.

Ivar "Aye! How have you been, my boy?!" 

Igor "I've been great-Hvitserk!!" He runs to him next, hugging him tightly. 

Hvitserk "It is great to see you!"

Igor "Miss, you are?"

"I am Ivar's wife." You smile as he greets you. 

Igor "Would you like a hug as well?" He politely asked.

"Oh I would love one!" He squeezes you in such a loving way, it was more than comforting after Prince Oleg's foolish attempts at flirting with you.

Prince Oleg "This is my nephew, Igor."

"It is more than nice to meet you, young man. You are one of the best huggers that I have ever met." 

Igor smiles greatly, "Thank you, my queen. So are you!"

Ivar smiles, "It is so good to see you Igor."

Hvitserk "You have been behaving yourself, huh?"

Igor "Of course."

The remaining hours felt like they went on forever, like the day was never ending. Oleg never stopped the compliments, which made you feel very uncomfortable, considering you are pregnant and sitting besides your husband. It was very unkind and uncalled for. But still, you took it like a horse pill and swallowed it every time, with a smile on your face. Hvitserk could tell how uncomfortable you were and he felt sad for you. This time was supposed to be nice and relaxing, but instead, Oleg is making you feel dirty. 

Ivar "Could I have a word in private with you, Prince Oleg?"

Prince Oleg "Of course! My dear friend!" By this time, Katya had come out and introduced herself to you and welcomed Ivar and Hvitserk back to her home, to which they thanked her. While Ivar was absent, Hvitserk took his place by your side to keep you feeling warm and safe. 

Katya "You are very beautiful."

"Oh thank you, but no more compliments please. I have had my fair share for today." You force a laugh.

Katya "Oh, Oleg has made you uncomfortable, hasn't he?"

"Just a little, I could be overreacting-"

Katya "No, no. Do not blame yourself. My husband, you see...he cannot help himself when he comes face to face with beauty. When he met me, he claimed me as his own after only knowing me for a few days. And he married me in less than a week.."

"Do you love him?"

Katya "I have to love him. But he can be kind."

"I see."

Katya "But please, enjoy your stay here. And if you need me...or any help, I can help you."

"Thank you very much."

Katya "Of course. Us women have to stick together, do we not?"

"I couldn't agree more."

Katya smiles, "On a brighter note, you are with child!" You look down and place your hands on your belly.

"Yes!"

Katya "How far along are you now?"

"I am several months along."

Katya smiles, "Oh! Not too long now! Ivar must be so thrilled."

"Oh he is-"

Hvitserk "And so am I!" 

Katya "Aw Hvitserk, you are going to be a wonderful uncle."

Hvitserk "Oh I am sure of it." You chuckle because you know the truth and it just makes you giggle, hearing Hvitserk say that he's going to be an uncle. 

"I hope Ivar is not doing anything that he will regret later."

Hvitserk sighs, "Me too."

…

Ivar and Oleg walk onto the balcony that overlooks his kingdom, to talk for a moment. Ivar cannot allow Oleg to talk to his wife like he has been, so he will have a discussion with him.

Prince Oleg "So, my friend, what is on your mind?"

Ivar "You know what is on my mind, Prince Oleg."

Prince Oleg "I do not, that is why I asked you."

Ivar "You have been talking to my wife very inappropriately-" Oleg starts laughing, "Why are you laughing?"

Prince Oleg "Because! You are acting like a child, Ivar the Boneless." Ivar scowls, he hates being belittled. "All I was doing was complimenting your wife for her beauty."

Ivar "You were suggesting taking her to bed-"

Prince Oleg "Oh come on, Ivar! Anyone that sees your wife, believe me or not, wants to take her to bed." Ivar smirks out of disbelief of what he is hearing, "Any man would want to take that woman for themselves. She is unlike any beauty that I have ever seen. So yes, I offered. I am sorry."

Ivar "You are not sorry. I am pretty sure that you would have taken her to bed if I was not there, am I wrong?"

Prince Oleg "No, you are not wrong. But out of my respect for you, as you are my friend and ally, I will stop the compliments.." Ivar looks into his eyes and can tell that he is being deceitful but plays along with his mind game.

Ivar "Thank you, Prince Oleg." He nods, "But if I ever catch you talking to my wife without me, I will have no other choice but to defend my wife. You understand, hmm?"

Prince Oleg chuckles, "But of course. I would do the same for mine. You remember how that went the last time you were here, don't you Ivar?"

Ivar thinks back on the time where he felt feelings for Katya. It was right after he lost Freydis, and he thought that Katya was Freydis reincarnated. Prince Oleg caught on and put an end to his advances towards her. 

Ivar nods, "That's what I thought. You are being quite the hypocrite..my old friend."

Ivar "I am no such thing!"

Prince Oleg "Okay, well. I am going to get the chefs to prepare us a nice feast for your arrival here in Kiev, and we shall feast..hm?" Ivar nods and watches Oleg walk away.

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As you feasted with Prince Oleg, Queen Katya and young Igor, you all had small talk. Prince Oleg did not compliment you during dinner, which was shocking but it was a pleasant surprise. Katya told you stories from her childhood, bonding with you most of the night as Hvitserk and Igor had a little food fight from across the table. You loved seeing that, it made you excited to see him with his own child in the very near future. 

Prince Oleg "So Y/n, do you know what you will be having?"

"I feel as if it is a girl."

Prince Oleg "You can feel it?"

"In my heart and soul, I do." Katya nods, "and I have had many visions of having a daughter, so I take that as the gods sign." 

Prince Oleg "Aw, that is sweet. But Ivar, I am so sorry.."

Ivar "What are you apologizing for?!"

Prince Oleg "You are not having a son."

Ivar chuckles, "Son or daughter, the gender does not matter to me." He takes your hand in his own, "All that matters to me is that he or she comes to this earth quickly and it is healthy."

Prince Oleg "So you do not care if there is a woman on your throne-"

Ivar "No, I do not. From what I have learned from my wife is that women are just as strong and worthy to wear a crown as us men. So to have a daughter rule after me, would be an honor." You have tears in your eyes from the joy that has filled into your heart, expanding it to its fullest capacity. 

Prince Oleg clears his throat and nods, "Of course."

Katya "Your daughter will be as beautiful as you, I am sure of it."

"Thank you, Katya." She smiles with such kindness that you haven't seen from another woman besides Torvi and your lovely Thyra. Hvitserk winks at you from across the table and you wink back to let him know that you love him. 

Prince Oleg "Well, I hope you all enjoyed dinner. I hope everything was perfect for you all-"

Hvitserk "It was delicious, thank you." He nods. "Um, can I be shown where I will be sleeping?"

Katya "Of course, it's just this way." She stands up with him and starts walking towards the hallway. 

"That sounds like a good idea, Prince Oleg-"

Prince Oleg "Oh please, call me Oleg...Prince is not necessary."

You exhale, "Oleg, where would my husband and I be staying?"

Prince Oleg grinds his teeth and forces a smile as he arose from his comfortable chair. He walks you and Ivar to a luxurious bedroom with a king size bed. 

Prince Oleg "Is this goodnight?"

Ivar "Yes, thank you for the feast, Prince Oleg. We will see you in the morning." He nodded and left the chambers. 

When it was just you and Ivar, you are at your happiest that you have been all day. You know in the back of your head that you must say your good nights to Hvitserk, you won't be able to sleep without hugging him and telling him that you love him. 

Ivar "Did you enjoy your meal, my love?"

"Yes, it was delicious. I'm curious, what did you talk to Oleg about?"

Ivar "You of course. I was not going to allow him to talk to you like that. You are my wife and you deserve to be talked to with kindness and not like you are a slave. You have been treated like that your whole life, I wasn't going to allow him to treat you like that."

"I do not deserve you." He looked up at you from looking at the ground and walked as fast as he could to you. 

Ivar "Don't ever say that to me. You do deserve love and kindness. You deserve the world Y/n, and I will do everything that I can to prove that to you."

"I love you. I love you." He kisses you long and hard. Harder than he has ever before but you loved every second of it. When he pulls back, he kisses your head and places his head on yours. 

Ivar "I love you more than everything." You smile and kiss his lips again and again. 

"And I have to say, you are going to be one incredible father, Ivar Lothbrok."

Ivar "Gods I love you."

"And I love you. You know, I just realized that I never truly thanked you."

Ivar "For?"

"Saving my life." His eyes sparkled, "I came to you and I saw our future in your eyes...and I never looked back. Everything that I have now, I owe to you."

Ivar "No, my love. You came to me because you were in danger..I just fell in love with you and didn't let you go." You both giggle. "You don't need to thank me, thank you for saving me."

"How did I save you?"

Ivar smiles, "You saved me from myself. I was a horrible king, a horrible brother, a horrible husband..and now I have learned to show love and kindness. I am a better person because of you."

"Then we both saved each other, didn't we?"

Ivar "Yeah, we did." He kisses you again and then you both change out of your formal clothing. Ivar puts on loose pants and takes off his shirts while you put on a loose dress.

"I have to find Hvitserk and say goodnight, I'll be back in in a few seconds."

Ivar "Alright, my sweet."

You walk down the halls, opening doors, trying to find Hvitserk. You try to be as quiet as possible because it is so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. You pause when you hear footsteps behind you, you turn around and hold your torch up and see Oleg standing behind you. 

"Oh, you startled me."

Prince Oleg "Are you lost?"

"I am just trying to find Hvitserk. I didn't say goodnight to him."

Prince Oleg "Oh," he ticks his tongue, "a queen should never get lost by herself."

"I am not lost, there are only a few more doors to try."

Prince Oleg chuckles, "You are a feisty one, aren't you?"

"How am I being feisty? I am only pointing out the obvious, Prince Oleg." He nodded and laughed, but then he got closer and tried to caress your cheek and kiss you but you slap his hand away. "Don't touch me-"

Hvitserk "What is going on here?!"

"He..he tried to-"

Prince Oleg "I caressed her cheek, what is wrong with that?" Hvitserk put you behind him and you clung to his arm. 

"You tried to kiss me!"

Hvitserk "How dare you touch her?!"

Prince Oleg "Fine...fine I am sorry Y/n."

"Hvitserk, can we just go?" Hvitserk looks at you and then back at Oleg.

Hvitserk "Ivar will hear about this, come on Y/n." He takes your hand and leads you to his chambers. Once you're inside, he shuts the door and locks it behind him. 

Hvitserk "Are you alright?"

"Yes." You say nervously, "what is his problem? Why won't he stop?"

Hvitserk "I don't know. Ivar even talked to him about his behavior.."

"All I wanted to do is say goodnight to you and then go back to bed." You sigh.

Hvitserk "Oh princess." He pulls you into his chest and he holds you close, "You're safe. I heard something in the hall so I got up to look and I saw him leaning in.."

"I stopped him."

Hvitserk "I know, I know. You must tell Ivar."

"I will. I love you, thank you for protecting me."

Hvitserk "Always. Goodnight princess." He kisses your head. 

"Goodnight, I love you."

Hvitserk "I love you."

You slowly walk out of his room and you rush back to yours and Ivar's room. 

...

You lock the door behind you once you are in the room and that alerts Ivar.

Ivar "Y/n, what is it?"

"Your conversation did not work."

Ivar "What are you talking about?"

"Oleg found me in the hallway. He stopped me and he tried to kiss me."

Ivar's face went from pure concern to pure rage. You haven't seen him this furious in a long time. He tried to get out of bed but you stopped him.

"Not tonight, beloved. Tomorrow you can talk to him.."

Ivar "Y/n, he-"

"I know, but I stopped him and Hvitserk came out of his room in time. I'm okay." He sighs and you cup his cheeks, "He didn't kiss me, he just tried."

Ivar "It does not matter."

"I know. But just wait until morning..?" He nods, "can you hold me now?" He smiles and pulls you into his chest and holds you tight. 

Ivar "I love you.."

"I love you." You do not know what tomorrow will hold, all you know is that Ivar will attack Oleg for what he did. And you will not stop him.

@hvitserkmarcosource @a-mess-of-fandoms @ivarsgoddess @youbloodymadgenius @herestherealproblem @heavenly1927 @saldelys

[andieperrie18]

Night at the Opera (R.Taylor x Opera singer reader) (prt.1)

PROMPT: Freddie's has twin who is an opera singer. And she meets her brother's band on her surprise arrival.

Freddie has a sister, a twin to be exact that they have been supportive of each other since they were kids. Y/n Bulsara loved her brother dearly and Freddie in vice versa. They are the first fan of each other when they achieve their dreams.

Freddie and Y/n both have the same dream and that is to sing and they are total fan of operas when their family first took to one in London. The male loved the idea of singing one day in a stage but he didn't want to be stuck in one genre but for Y/n she wanted the spotlight, singing a note higher that her own voice, the orchestra singing to her very voice and the crowd astounded by her voice that will send them to the heavens.

"All the shines of the thousand spotlights~

All the stars we steal from the night sky will---"

A knock from her room door woke her from her focus as she founds Freddie walking to the side of her bed, plopping to her left as he places an arm around her.

"Hows your lyrics coming up?"

"It's coming up pretty well, for me I guess." Her voiced slowly dropped to a whisper at the end.

"Come on now darling sister, you can't be thinking negatively at the moment. Mum, Dad and I we'll be there at your audition, if it makes you feel better, I'll be the first to applaud you." The male encouraged as she stared at him, her heart clenching from the huge amount of emotions the gesture is generating within her.

"You really think I could do this?" She tries to reassure.

Another wide smile glowed upon her brother's face before he placed a loving kiss on her forehead.

"Y/n buttercup, you will be the English Nightingale of London."

And the title was now forever etched to her heart. Y/n got her big break when she sang her first piece she had written for her brother in her first live audition opera where contestants like her will already have the biggest audience in the industry of music. And with her song, she sang to the world how her brother always been the best and the most hardworking person in the world despite his dislike to his own race. She sang, and sang that even her parents didn't even know that she could reach. She sung and sung her heart out that every lyrics hits Freddie to tears that had him screaming "WE LOVE YOU BUTTERCUP!! SO PROUD OF YOU" after the performance. And he kept his promise to be the first one to applaud followed by her parents then the whole audience, asking for an encore along the way. Although the whole performance is pure acappella with a few brilliant insertions of the conductor, she succeeds. Y/n landed a lot of projects and signing the week after. At first she didn't like it as she would be driven away from her home, her family's comfort but with another pep talk from her twin and her supported parents and other siblings, she went on her career.

As the year pass, the girl with a big drea, grew up to be a woman of vision. Every year the bigger her crowd grew, either the twice or thrice than her first one. Along her maturity, her creativity grew as well. Creating song after song that never fails to hit the very hearts of her audience. Her secret, she writes about her family.

"Y/n dearie, beta would be very happy to see you come home early! Oh he also said that he will bring friends as well!!" Your mother chirped through the phone as you could only smie in delight, you have been on tour from all around Europe for five years.

Y/n M/n Bulsara became Y/n Night, the English Nightingale of London.

Though Y/n told your handler that she'd rather prefer her real name, she just went along but always introduce herself in her real in parties. Her open mindedness and quick maturity from a girl to a woman didn't allow any bad critiques, comments and backstab to stain her good nature.

She always remember her father's word as it kept her standing on the top till the day.

"Good Words. Good Thoughts. Good Deeds." She would mumble to herself at all time when she comes to a party or before she comes to the stage to do her thing.

"I miss him so much mom, I miss you, dad and Kash. I can finally see your faces again." Y/n whimpers, as she thought of the long years of longing for the people she loved. How alone she felt.

"We all do buttercup. We all do and now your coming home! And I am so thankful Mr. Groban for allowing you to rest for a year!"

The call ended with her father switching with her mother, him crying through the call of how much he missed his darling buttercup. Y/n cried in so much joy that night, that she was getting antsy to leave her hotel room and hop in to her flight to London.

Now, she actually has one last show before her break begins and that is in London which was a perfect moment to have her family watch how much she has grown as an operatic singer. Cyrus Groban her handler and the conductor who had discovered her had always been kind and the old man would gladly and humble accept any request from her as he already saw her as his own child.

Roger Taylor sat beside Kashmira in the dining table with an attempt of flirting here. The table littered with conversations, Mary's father eyeing Freddie across him ever since he witness his mouth say quite informal words toward her daughter. It went for quite awhile until Freddie's mother began about their origin, about Freddie being born in Zanzibar. She began to distributing the photo album that contain all memoirs of the Bulsaras. Freddie left the table as he isn't really talking about his origin. Roger could tell that as he watched the said man from across the room trying to drown the conversation as he sings.

"Mrs. Bulsara, I was wondering but I kept seeing this girl with Freddie every once in a while in each pictures? Who is she?" Mary said, attempting to fix the rather awkward situation even the male across them had immediately smiled at the topic that was about unfold. To her luck, the mood did lift when Freddie's young sister Kash spoke in a rather lively tone.

"OH-oh! That's Y/n!! Our eldest sister and his twin. They were really inseparable back when we were kids!!"

Roger finally had a turn to photo album, he did notice the constant appearance of the girl y/n in each picture that has Freddie on it. The two would either had an arm on each other, or hugging. He found it quite adorable how the girl would have Freddie lock in her arms.

"She's hugger isn't she. You're looking rather choke up here mate." The drummer cracked earning a few laughs from the company.

"Y/n always had the best hugs." Kash muttered, looking rather sad at the end. Freddie walked behind her sister, placing hands on her shoulder for comfort as Kash held his hand in return from the gesture.

"I remember we would sing together while playing piano. She would always hit the highest note like it was nothing." Freddie told them while rubbing her sister's shoulder.

"She sings?" Brian smiled, his heart warmed with the way the siblings speak of their other sibling.

"In an Opera, she's really great. I am one day hoping I get to see her sing again on a stage."

Mary stared at her man as she marvel's the sparkle in his eyes as she he speaks of her twin sister like she was the best person in the world.

Roger, Deacy and Brian had never seen their lead vocalist be so compasionate about a person unless its Mary. The way he tells them about how he would bond with her sent smiles to their lips.

"Where is she?" Roger asked as he eyed a photo of Y/n where she is standing on a stage, singing with a smile.

"She's touring around Europe."

"WOW! She's a big time singer."

"You could say that." Kash answered. "She probably call us tonight.

Bomi and Jer left the table to get more photos, the table was drowning on and on about the child hood the Bulsara twins had.

" You all must really miss her." John muffled in his palm, staring at Freddie mainly. "We do."

Roger smiled at him as he was now rather intrigued with the existence of this second sibling.

"Ahh, I'd give anything to see buttercup again. I'd give her the biggest bear hug!!!"

**"Why don't you give it to me now then?" **

A female voice made everyone sitting by the table turn to its owner, except for Freddie who was stunned at the sudden familiar voice.

They eyed the female from the far entrance of the dining room. She had long (h/c) hair that cascaded down her shoulders with grace. Wearing a bohemian dress under white fur coat, her body perfectly shaped through the fabric and lastly a pair of beige open toe stilletos. Roger was eyeing her, not even bothering to blink at the moment. This person wasn't a girl like the ones in the photo anymore, this is a woman. Her chin up, as if she was some royalty.

Kash, was the first to react, removing herself from Roger's side and tackling the woman in a hug.

"Y/N!!!"

Freddie slowly spun to meet the gaze of his beloved sister. And ten strides across him stood his twin, his blurred like water as she stared at the beautiful woman across him.

"Hello Freddie." She smiled.

Waiting not a moment longer, the Parsini male strided towards his twin within seconds. His arms enveloping her waist and hers around her shoulders.

"You're home!! YOU'RE ACTUALLY HOME FOR MY BIRTHDAY!!"

Roger had his eyes on Y/n the whole time, barely even allowing himself to look anywhere. It seems that her arrival lifted the spirits of the people in that celebration, that it had completely tampered mood of their parents.

Mary, oh how the girl fell in love with her personality the moment she saw her speaking to her father, in complete sign language. She could see the sparkle in her father's eyes as he conversed with this woman and seeing the delight in her face made Freddie smile.

"When did you learn to sign language, Y/n? You seem a bit awfully good with it?" Brian opened as he had answered everyone's question in their minds.

"Oh I learned it when I was ten. I practically father to get me into classes as it always intrigued me on how people do it in the telly." Y/n answered, her voice flow like silk in the blonde males head from across her. Roger loved it, he can only imagine how his name would sound like in her voice.

"I have a reason to believe that one's a lie." Freddie pour a glass of water on Y/n's glass as she sent him a face.

"It's true!"

"Well yes darling, thats the second reason. But mum knew the real reason you did it. Don't you mother?"

Jer smiled at the question, her eyes lingering to her daughter.

"I went to her school one day to fetch her, I was waiting for her to come outside until her teacher came towards me and asked if I was her mother and if I could come with her."

Every ears and eyes around the room were trained on the mother.

"They led me to the school library where I found buttercup 'talking' to two kids about her age in the moving language. The teacher we quite curious to how she learned sign language just a few weeks after the foreign exchange students who had speaking disorder just came in. They told me that she's been attempting to talk to them since day one but because of their problem, they can't converse rather well."

Y/n smiled at the memory of her childhood as her father caressed her hand in pure delight. Kash rested beside her with her arm around her figure.

"You learned it for your friends? Wow, thats a very great thing to do." Deacy complimented earning a thankful nod from the female.

"Yeah, I did. Jean and Pedro have been my friends for quite awhile now and we still do. They finally got their disorder cured as they were to speak again after we graduated at uni. The two are working with me now."

"Your sister says you are an Opera singer. How's that career going for you?" Roger finally had the chance to speak, he almost jolted when she met his eyes, the way they glowed made his do aswell.

"Yes, yes I do. Oh! Which reminds me about my last tour. I would like to invite all off you to my last Opera performance for the year."

Freddie's face curled with the term last. Y/n saw this, she took his hand and smiled wider and brighter.

"Last, because I'll be on a year and half break." This returned him to his positive state but twice higher.

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