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mattsenthusiast · 7 months ago

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𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠~ Matt Sturniolo

Summary: You finally decided to get your first tattoo. But what if your tattoo artist senses your nerves and tries to make you feel better?

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex (wrap it up guys), exhibitionism, hand kink, breath play if you squint, needles, pet names, degrading and praising, Dom!Matt, fingering, oral (female receiving), p in v

Word count: 2k

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I looked into the small mirror one last time to make sure I looked presentable before exiting my car.

Today is the day- I was about to get my first tattoo. I’ve been looking forward to it since I was 13, maybe even younger, and my dreams will finally come true.

My legs were shaking slightly from excitement and nerves as I entered the building and made my way upstairs.

The arrangement of the main room was rather dark. Long curtains were covering huge windows that were spread all the way along one wall, and the black drawings decorating any free space on the walls were a perfect finish to the whole vibe.

My eyes scanned the room for a few more seconds before landing on the main desk- specifically on a person sitting behind it.

The man’s gaze was fixated on the computer screen as his fingers swiftly clicked the keyboard. He was wearing a black sleeveless shirt that exposed his slightly toned arms covered in tattoos. His hair was a perfect length, long enough to sit gently on his forehead but short enough to not cover his vision. Dark, circular glasses were sitting on the bridge of his nose. The sight alone made my heart skip a beat and I knew that I’ll be fucked until the end of the appointment.

I approached the desk and that’s when he looked up at me with his blue eyes. I swear I could see them wander down my body for a moment before he cleared his throat.

,,Hey, what can I help you with?”

,,Hello, I actually have an appointment for 6:30. I figured I’ll be a few minutes earlier just in case” I offered him a smile which he returned.

,,oh yeah! You must be y/n, nice to meet you. I’m Matt and I’ll be taking care of you today” he straightened his hand into my direction. I shook it and couldn’t get over how soft and big they are ,,why don’t you follow me to my station and we’ll get to work, sounds good?”

Before I could start my answer he already stood up from the chair ,,yup sounds great!” he smiled at me once again and led me to a different room.

His work room was no different than the lobby- dark and fancy looking. The nerves that were rooting inside of me were showing more and more. I started to play with the hem of my skirt and balancing from one leg to another.

,,Okay so you can make yourself comfortable while I pull up the project from my shelf. Where’d you like to get the tattoo again?”

,,Right under my collarbone. It’s cute and minimalistic so I thought it’ll be a good idea you know” I tried to keep the conversation going.

,,I got ya. Do you have any other tattoos or is it your first one?” He asked while preparing the equipment.

,,No, it’s my first one. I’ve always wanted one so now that I’m finally able to I decided to fuck it and come over here. Now that I’m about to get it done I’m scared” I laughed slightly after realizing that I’m rambling from my nerves.

Matt offered me a soft smile and got closer to me. He started to slide the straps of my top and bra to get a better access to my collarbone. His hands were slightly grazing over my skin and the rings he was wearing left a cold feeling over me. A breath got stuck in my throat at his action, but I tried to cover it up with a cough.

,,Alright, I’m just going to put a stencil on your skin so there’s nothing to worry about. Just try not to move to much, alright sweetheart?” He spoke softly while clearing my skin with an antibacterial gel. His voice as smooth as butter. I wonder if his tongue would also be this smooth on my pu-

,,Earth to y/n, are you okay? I asked if you’re ready for me to start tattooing you?”

,,I- yeah you can start please” I looked away from him, my cheeks burning from the image that my mind just put me in.

,,thank you, I’m just gonna get into it, if you need a break just let me know. First tattoos are always scary. Been there, done that”

He put his left hand dangerously close to my boobs. He had to stretch the skin for a better access, but it still made me wet. The veins that ran through his hands were right at my sight now and I couldn’t get enough of looking at them.

That’s when I felt it. The sensation of a needle with ink being stabbed into my skin. To my surprise the pain was not the only thing I could feel. There was also something else, was it a pleasure? I moaned at the two sensations mixing together and my eyes widened.

,,Sh sh shhh, you’re doing so good princess, so good for me” Matt whispered- almost whimpered- the praises to me. I could feel the hand that was just holding my skin crawl down to my thigh, really close to my dripping core since my skirt as ridden up. He started rubbing small circles on my leg and his other hand was tattooing me like nothing was happening. Like the sexual tension and filthy activity and thoughts were absent.

I could help myself though. I kept squirming in my seat and groaning every time he pressed the needle into my skin.

,,I think I should distract you from the tattooing. A good orgasm would do it for you, wouldn’t it baby? Do I need to touch you or can you cum just from the pain? I know you’re enjoying it, you’re just a little slut”

,,I mmmmm, please touch me Matt, please” I whined and looked straight into his eyes.

,,Good girl, asking me so nicely. How can I say no to such a pretty girl” he smirked darkly and his hand started going further under my skirt, finally reaching my dripping core.

,,Really? No underwear? Such a whore, you’re practically begging to be fucked. Now, you’ll let me finish the tattoo for the next 10 minutes and don’t you dare to cum. Understood?”

,,Yes sir” my mind was already going foggy and him slightly rubbing against my pussy, so when he put two of his digits into me and I let out a loud moan, he wasn’t surprised at all.

The 10 minutes felt like hours. Matt kept mindless thrusting his long fingers inside of me while being focused on his work. Not cumming was a real challenge to me considering that a wet dream of a man was sitting in front of me and touching my body.

,,Okay, and you’re all done. Normally I’d give you a mirror to see the tattoo right away but I’m so desperate to make you come so you’ll have to live in a mystery for a bit longer” with that being said he removed his fingers from me and licked them clean.

Before I could even say a word, his face was already pressed to my pussy, eating me out as his nose perfectly bumped into his clit.

I was a moaning mess. My hands made their way to his hair, pulling him deeper into me. He was like a starving man that hasn’t eaten for the past week. As my orgasm was approaching I closed my legs around his head, definitely cutting his access to air. It was so unbelievably hot, especially since his eyes never left mine. It only took him a few more licks before I was squirting all over his face and the chair I was sitting in.

,,SHIT I’m so sorry oh my lord I didn’t mea-“ I was cut off by his lips being pressed to mine, tasting myself off of his tongue.

,,no need to be sorry sweetheart, that was the sexiest thing I have ever seen” he gave me a cheeky wink and pressed his lips to mine once again.

,,I’ve got a deal for you. I get to fuck you right now and you can walk out with a free tattoo and my number. How does that sound hmmm?”

I actually couldn’t believe my ears, but who I was to resist a hot man who wants me? So I wasted no time and started rubbing his bulge through his pants, as a sign that he can do whatever he wants to me.

,,that’s what I wanted to see” he groaned at my action and placed his hands under my shirt. His palms playing with my boobs and twisting my them.

He definitely noticed that it’s my sensitive spot because soon he was taking my shirt off and throwing it across the room, his plump lips attacking my nipples.

The feeling was unbelievable, but I couldn’t help but want more. I took the matter into my own hands and started to unbuckle his pants, taking it off right with his boxers.

,,you’re a needy slut holy shit. If you want to act like this then fine. I’ll fuck you like one”

The next thing I know is that I was turned around and my whole body was pressed into one of the big windows. It was already getting dark and the studio was on the second floor, but it didn’t change the fact that the street was still busy and if someone looks up, they can easily see what’s going on here.

It only thrilled me more though. I swear Matt was making me learn so much about myself tonight.

His hands found their place on my body, one was on my hips when the other one wrapped right around my neck. The hem of his shirt was in between his teeth and his glasses were slightly fogged.

Wasting no time, he pushed his dick into me, stretching my walls to an unbelievable level. I let out a scream, but he paid no mind to this and immediately started thrusting deep inside of me.

,,I know you like it rough so take it like a good girl. Take the pain of my cock drilling into you. What would all of those people think if they saw you right now? They’d probably take you for a slut and they wouldn’t be wrong”

I couldn’t say anything at that point. All of this was too much for me to think straight and all that was on my mind was that I was already close. Matt could feel me clenching around his cock and brought his hand to rub my clit.

His peace never slowed down and before I knew it, I was cumming all over his dick. His thrust didn’t stop after this thought. He kept going and going until he reached his high and came on my back.

We were both panting from exhaustion and bliss. I couldn’t help but let out a slight chuckle at the whole situation.

,,So, now that you fucked me senseless, can I get your number that you promised me so we can go one a date?”

The silence was broken by our laughter.

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Tattoo artist Matt has finally made an appearance!!! Next up we have that youtuber dating thingy so bare with me😚

Not proofread sorry!!!

Tag list (lmk if you wanna be on it!!!!): @st7rnioioss

#sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #matt sturniolo smut #sturniolo smut #chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo smut #nick sturniolo #smut

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melodyatlas · 2 months ago

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If you're interested, from the one bed prompt list- 15 and Jaytim??? 👀👀

Tim wakes slowly, the deepset aches in his bones only notable in the fact that they don't have the sharp sting he was expecting after the ringer he put his body through the night before.

It doesn't take him long to take in his surroundings, without even opening his eyes. The lumpy mattress beneath him, the contrast of that with the soft sheets pulled up over his otherwise bare chest. He is wearing boxers, thank god, he didn't think he was /that/ out of it the night before, waking up totally naked would have set off alarm bells.

But his surroundings don't ring a bell until he places the smell of the pillow his nose if halfway pressed into.

Jason.

Right. He's at Jason's safehouse.

Last night Red Hood had jumped into the fray right when Red Robin had realized he'd gotten in a biiiiit over his head. He'd taken a slash to the thigh that meant he was going to have to up his antibiotics again, and Jason had insisted on stitching up the wound himself when they were done at the warehouse because Tim "is a hazard to his own health and Jason was /not/ going to deal with speeches regarding the little bird's safety from both Alfred and Dick. /Again/."

He must have slipped him a sedative at some point, too, because there is no way Tim slept that well in an unfamiliar safehouse without one. Plus, the aformentioned lack of stinging pain meant Jason for sure gave him the good pain pills.

Speaking of Jason...

"I can feel you staring at me." Tim still doesn't bother opening his eyes, even as he calls Jason out. Their training means he clocked Jason standing a few feet away as he mentally took stock of the room, being able to hear the minute creak of the shitty floorboards as Jason shifted his weight.

It helps that he's so attuned to Jason already- the older ex-Robin having been a threat-turned-ally means Tim's /more/ attuned to him than practically anyone else. Perhaps barring Bruce, just due to how long their partnership had lasted.

"I need to change your bandage- you've been asleep for twelve hours."

Tim /does/ open his eyes at that- "Twelve hours?"

Jason hums in agreement, "Twelve hours and fourty minutes actually."

Tim sits up quickly then, his shifting finally putting strain on the cut and sending a shooting pain up his leg. Still, he's had worse, it barely warrants the little grunt he lets loose at the feeling.

"Twelve hours and fourty minutes and instead of waking me up you saw fit to just stand around and watch me sleep?"

Jason just shrugs, finally moving closer to the bed- if you could call the old mattress just sitting on a couple of old wooden palettes a bed at all. "Figured turnabouts fair play, you little stalker."

He doesn't ask for permission when he plops down next to Tim, pulling the sheet down to get to Tim's injured thigh and grabbing the first aid kit that was still sitting nearby from the treatment last night.

Tim wants to complain- he opens his mouth to complain- but Jason's hands are warm on his bare skin, carefully but surely cutting the blood-stained wrap off before inspecting his stitches. So Tim shuts his mouth and watches Jason.

He watches the careful way he handles Tim and his injury, watches him deem the stitches fine still before gently rubbing more antibacterial gel around the wound, watches as he lifts Tim's leg up into a better position to re-wrap it, big hands winding the gauze around and around.

He loves watching Jason. Especially when Jason is so focused on something. So yeah, maybe turnabout is fairplay. He'll let Jason watching him sleep slide. This time.

Prompt List

#took me forever to get to these prompts sorry lmaoooo #jaytim #melodys works #melody answers #littlemourningstarr

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aaalanasblog · 6 months ago

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the ultimate guide to glowy, clear skin

so your skin looks great with and without makeup for your summer glow up 🫶🏽

things you should never skip:

- double cleansing at night

- SPF 50 during the day

- spraying a mist before applying hydrating ingredients

- getting 6-8 hours of sleep every night

- washing your hands before touching your face

- washing your pillowcases, hair wraps, and bedding once a week

- using paper towel to dry your face

the main way to have glowy skin? maintaining the skin barrier.

Find everyday products with the following ingredients:

- prebiotics + probiotics

I always use the Axis-Y Biome Radiating Essence

- fatty acids, cholesterols, and ceramides

I always use the Stratia Lipid Gold Serum/Lotion and Aestura Cream

- hydrators: Glycerin, Hyaluronic Acid, Betaine, Panthenol

I always use the Hada Labo Hyaluronic Acid lotion and Mediheal NMF Ampoule Mask

- anti-inflammatories, antibacterials and antifungals: Propolis, Heartleaf, Centella Asiatica, Cica

I always use the Cosrx Propolis Ampoule and Abib Heartleaf Essence

the other part of having glowy skin? minimal texture, radiance, and clear pores.

These are things you’d use 1-2x a week:

- a surface exfoliator: Lactic Acid (darker-skin friendly; is also hydrating), Glycolic Acid

I always use the Paula’s Choice Lactic/Mandelic Acid exfoliator

- a deep exfoliator: Salicylic Acid, EX-07 enzyme, PHAs

I always use the numbuzin no.4 Pore Zero toner pad

- Vitamin A derivatives/alternatives: retinol, tretinoin, bakuchiol, resveratrol

I always use the 23 Years Old Bakuchiol A cream

You can use your surface and deep exfoliators together, but never mix an exfoliator with Vitamin A!

The biggest help to your skin being healthy and clear? Your diet.

EAT YOUR SKINCARE INGREDIENTS (not literally)

What’s going on inside your body reflects directly on your skin - from constipation, to period cycle stage, to lactose intolerance, and more.

The essentials:

• Collagen and Vitamin A

- BB LAB Collagen powder (also has hyaluronic acid and vitamin C)

- Grass-fed Gelatin Gummies

- Country Farms Super Reds

- Leafy Greens, Carrots, Pumpkin, Cantaloupe, Mango

• Prebiotics and Probiotics

- Country Farm Super Greens

- Seed Daily Synbiotic

- Kombucha

- Kefir

- Yogurt

• good ole H20 :)

- at least 64 ounces (8 cups) a day

Wanna keep your skincare routine simple? You’ll only need 5 things.

1. Oil Cleanser (PM only)

2. Gel/Milky Cleanser

3. an all-in-one toner (hydrates, nourishes, calms)

4. a great moisturizer (preferably with fatty acids and ceramides!)

5. SPF

Just make sure your diet, exercise routine, and sleep routine are the best they can be! 💘

#self care #glow up #glowingskin #skincare #self improvement #it girl #clear skin #glowy skin #becoming that girl #becoming her #that girl

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marmixedwithabitofintellect · 9 months ago

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Chapter Six: New Adventures

Surprise Surprise! 🥹🥹🥹 I have missed you all so much and I am so happy to be back writing! This chapter has tested me in ways I could have never imagined, but I am so glad I finally finished and I'm sharing it with you guys 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼 I hope you enjoy it and I promise there won't be so much time in between postings ✨✨✨ As always, my inbox is open for you guys and please come talk to me about what you thought of the chapter! All the love, Mar 🤍

May 14, 2022 – June 13, 2022: Month Six

May 17, 2022

Harry. New York City, New York. 7:20 P.M.

The house hadn’t been this loud for a while, probably since Coachella. While Y/N was busy getting Pippa ready for bed, I was in the kitchen with Lambert and Jeff finishing dinner while Pauli, Niji and Elin helped us by setting the table. Mitch went to the airport to pick up Sarah and Glenne, while Ny Oh let us know she would be here later.

After placing the pizzas in the oven there were strong knocks coming from the door which had me laughing, as soon as I opened Glenne kissed my cheek quickly while removing her shoes and pouring some antibacterial gel, “Is she still awake?”, I smiled and nodded, Glenne reached in for Sarah, and they started making their way to the nursery.

I greeted Mitch while leading him to the kitchen, then made my way to the nursery. Once inside, I smiled and went to hug Y/N and kissed her temple, she squeezed my side and turned to kiss my chest, Sarah and Glenne were busy cuddling Pippa who was all smiles.

Y/N cleared her throat and started making her way to grab Pippa, “Okay little miss, say goodbye to your aunts, okay?”, Sarah and Glenne pouted and kissed Pip, then handed Pippa back, exited and closed the nursery door; Y/N settled into the rocking chair while I floated around the room making sure the monitor and fairy lights were on, then sat down next to her and kissed her knee.

She smiled and ran a hand down my face before turning to look at Pip before whispering, “How is she six months old already? It still feels surreal, like six months ago we were learning to give her a bath”, I smiled, and nodded, “Time has gone by so fast, and doing this with you has been the best experience ever”, she smiled and blew me a kiss, “I love you Harry”, I squeezed her hand, “I love you too Y/N”.

Once we settled Pippa in her bassinet, we closed the door and went back into the living room to have dinner with our friends. Once everyone had their dinner plates served and found a place to seat, I reached for my glass and cleared my throat, “Well hello everyone! Thank you for being here; I am glad to have you all here, especially because we still had to celebrate and welcome Jaffra to the band!”

Cheers were heard all over while Jaffra gave us a smile and a silent thank you; once the cheers were done everyone was looking at me again, I smiled and sighed, “So… we’re just three days away from the release of the new album- “, I smiled as cheers and hollers were heard around the living room.

I cleared my throat, “And once the album is out, chaos will surely ensue; between the One Night Only shows and the beginning of tour, this will be a few busy weeks, but I am forever grateful to have you all here with me”, Mitch then said “Here, here!”, I smiled before placing my glass at the table.

“We are about to embark the biggest year of tour so far; with the residencies, Latin America, Australia, Asia and back to Europe it will be a hell of a year, but I trust that we have a great team and things will go on smoothly”, everyone nodded while I took a deep breath, “However, I really feel the need to ask a selfish favor from you”.

Everyone, except for Jeff and Y/N nodded, “I need you guys to promise that you will have the best time, that you will enjoy everything, the good, the bad and the worst, to give your everything into every show, every rehearsal and every travel, because… because I honestly don’t know if this will be the last time we will do this”.

Y/N squeezed my hand and kissed my cheek, “This has been, a very wild ride, and to be honest with you... life has changed so much this last year, and I really don’t know where we’ll be tomorrow, but what I do know, is that right this second, this is where we are supposed to be”, there were nods all over the place, “So once more, let’s cheer to welcome this last adventure with Love On Tour!”.

May 19, 2022

Harry. New York City, New York. 11:55 P.M.

“Drive safely guys! See you tomorrow!”, Glenne and Jeff gave me another wave as the elevator closed, I also closed and locked the main door and leaned mt forehead taking a deep breath, I then walked to the kitchen, made sure that all lights were off, and trash was put away then made my way to the master bedroom.

I expected for Y/N and Pip to be sleeping but was surprised when I opened the door and saw Y/N sitting up and looking out the window and the anxiety I felt when Glenne asked me to go with her to the nursery returned. I sat next to her in bed and reached to run my hand down her face, she turned to see me and gave me a small smile.

“Hi baby, everyone gone?”, I nodded and kissed her cheek before whispering, “Yes, everyone asked me to say goodbye and that they can’t wait to see you tomorrow”, she nodded and sighed while reaching for my hand and giving it a squeeze.

I placed another kiss to her cheek before whispering, “You okay?”, she nodded and turned to see me, “Yeah, just tired, all the excitement and the long nights drained me”, I nodded while she continued to talk, “Let’s go to bed yeah? You need your rest too”.

I sighed defeatedly and nodded my head, then made my way to the bathroom to get ready for bed. Once outside I leaned into the bassinet to see Pippa, I smiled then leaned to kiss her cheek softly before pulling back and getting into bed, Y/N joining me a few seconds later.

We both made sure our alarms were one before cuddling into our pillows, I pulled her by the waist and nuzzled her neck, she made sure she was comfortable before letting out a breath and kissing her cheek before whispering, “I love you, and I’m here for you baby, whatever you may need”.

May 21, 2022

New York City, New York. 7:30 A.M.

The smell of fresh coffee pulled me from the slumber I fell into after feeding Pip at around three. I got out of bed and made sure she was still sleeping then left the room, leaving the door was ajar. I then started walking to the kitchen where I could hear Harry humming and cooking.

When I entered, I started making my way to stand behind him and placed a kiss between his shoulder blades, then wrapped my hands around him, he reached down to kiss my hands before whispering, “Good morning baby”, I smiled and placed another kiss, “Hi you, I missed you in bed”.

He laughed a little and turned off the stove, served breakfast and grabbed the plates while I grabbed the coffees before making our way to the table; we started eating in silence, placing little kisses in each other’s hands before he cleared his throat, “How are you?”, his eyes were hopeful on me talking to him.

I sighed and wished I could ignore the elephant in the room but knew it would not be worth it, “I’m not okay, I’m very sad and disappointed”, I sniffled, he reached to clean my tears, “Baby, maybe you should talk with Ellie, or even your dad”, I shrugged my shoulders, “What good would it do? She still belittled me and my baby”, I sniffled, “I get it, I am her disappointment but that little girl sleeping in her bassinet is not guilty.”

He nodded and kissed my temple then rested his forehead against it, I continued to speak up, “I just don’t understand, how can she see her and still pretend she doesn’t exist; isn’t she curious? Like doesn’t she want to know who she is, who she looks like, if she has any personality quirks from me?”

Harry ran his hand down my back then whispered, “I wish I could go back in time and give her a piece of my mind, be sure to protect you both from her; above all I wish I could take away your pain and sadness because you don’t deserve it, and I’m sorry that I couldn’t.”

I smiled in appreciation and reached for a napkin, “I will be okay, I promise you, but I need to feel sad and process this, okay?”, he nodded and squeezed my arm, “However you Mister should start to finish your suitcases, okay? Us girls are already packed, and we leave in about seven hours”, he laughed, then stood up and started clearing the table, “Fine, I will pick this up and will finish packing, okay?”

I nodded then left the kitchen and went into the room and smiled when I noticed that Pippa was slowly rousing form her sleep, “Oh hi baby! good morning my girl how are you?”, she cooed once I pulled her into my arms and started leaving slobbery kisses on my face, “Are you hungry? Yeah? Let’s go eat, then we will have some tummy time and then we’ll get ready, and you’ll nap before our flight because we are leaving for London!”

Pippa smiled and we switched sides, “Oh look at that smile! You’re so happy to go to London huh? I am too, I miss our family so much”, our family, as warmth spread through my chest I turned down and smiled at her, “Yeah baby, our family, the one who chose me and love you because you are their blood, the ones we deserve and will love us forever.”

May 22, 2022

Harry. London, England. 12:45 P.M.

We had been back in London for less than 48 hours and it felt so good just to be home. Even if there was so much chaos and things to get ready, being back with family made the whole travel worth it. My mum had made sure that our fridge and pantry were stocked as soon as we arrived then left some dinner ready for us.

I was finishing setting the table while Y/N got Pippa ready while we waited for our guests to arrive; after setting down some wine glasses the doorbell rang and I smiled when I opened it and saw our first arrival, “Dad! Welcome, come in!”, my dad smiled and hugged me, then proceeded to remove his coat and hang it on one of the available hooks.

“Harry! How are you son? I hope I am not too early?”, I shook my head and we started making our way to the living room, “Not at all, just finished setting the table and waiting for my ladies to be ready, little one woke from her nap a little ago”, he smiled and before he could speak, a voice carried over from the stairs and into the living room.

“I hear that someone is asking for the girl of the hour?”, Y/N appeared with Pippa in her arms and gave my dad a smile while walking to where he was standing, “Des! Welcome! It is so good to see you!”, my dad met her halfway and pulled her into a half hug, “Hello darling, it’s so good to have you guys back here.”

I smiled when I realized that Pippa was giving my dad a very curious look, but still held on to her mum’s arm, she laughed a little and bounced her while my dad offered her a smile and coo, Y/N spoke up, “Who is that baby? Is that your grandad? Do you wanna say hello?”, my dad reached for her and started kissing her cheek, while Pippa patted his cheek.

The doorbell rang again and as Y/N went to open I went to stand next to my dad and Pip, she offered me a smile and I chuckled a little, my dad ran a hand down her head, “Oh she’s definitely a daddy’s girl huh?”, I nodded and reached to kiss her cheek, then turned to look at him, “I mean yes, but as soon as she sees her mum, dad is out of the picture”.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Y/N come into the living room followed by Gemma, Michal and my mum; we all said our hellos and sat down in the living room for a little, Y/N left to check how lunch was coming along and when she came back she sat next to me, I kissed her temple and continued talking with Michal.

Gemma cleared her throat and reached out her arms to grab Pippa, who was still happily being held by my dad, my mum going to sit next to him and cooing at her hoping to coax a few smiles and giggles, “Okay can the grandparents share her with her fave aunt?”, my mum shook her head and my dad placed a kiss on Pippa’s forehead before handing her to Gemma, who was smiling so big and kissing all over her face while the baby cooed at her.

“I can’t believe she can laugh now”, my mum nodded along with my dad who was smiling at the baby as he spoke, then added, “Before we know it she will be crawling and walking and talking”, I shook my head and pouted, “Nope, not happening, we have been discussing the fact that she needs to stay this little forever”, Y/N shook her head but before she could add anything else left for the kitchen to get the pasta out of the oven.

“H! It’s ready!”, I nodded to the direction of her voice then turned to our guests, “Okay everyone lunch is ready, so let’s go to the dining room”, we all started walking towards the lovely smells and took our seats at the table, Y/N went to grab Pippa and promised Gem she would give her back as soon as she ate, the took her seat next to me and settled Pip in her lounger.

After a delicious lunch and an even better conversation, we all moved back to the living room to have some dessert and tea; Gemma laid with Pippa, Y/N, and my mum on her little playmat for her tummy time while the rest of us scattered in the couches around. My mum then turned to look at me and asked, “Is everything ready for your show?”

I nodded while I sipped on my tea then left it on the coaster, “Pretty much, we will do a visit to the venue tomorrow and Tuesday will be packed before the show; I’ve arranged for a van to pick you all up so that you can all come together, is that okay?”, everyone nodded then continued to enjoy their dessert.

It was around seven that we said our goodbyes and once I made sure my mum was distracted, I nodded at Gemma, who came to stand next to me and whispered, “So, still up for babysitting tomorrow?”, she nodded then turned to make sure mum was not coming, “Yup, will be here tomorrow at around 5 okay?”, I nodded and then we said our goodbyes; once I made sure they were all on their cars I licked the door and went upstairs to join bedtime routine.

May 24, 2022

London, England. 10:30 P.M.

I closed the nursery door and made sure that the monitor was on before making my way downstairs where friends and family were digging into the catering we had ordered for after Harry’s concert, which by the way, had been such an eclectic event.

Once I entered the kitchen, I was greeted with a plate served by Anne, I smiled in appreciation and she squeezed my arm before taking a sip of her drink, “Baby went down, okay?”, I nodded and finished chewing before answering her, “She did, I was worried she would wake up once I transferred her, but she must’ve been so tired.”

She chuckled in agreement and gave me a soft smile, a few seconds later I felt someone pull me into a chest and kiss the back of my head, I smiled and settled myself against his side and kissed his peck, “Hello superstar! Enjoying your party?”, he nodded and opened his mouth, I fed him a bite of my sandwich and while he chewed Anne and I continued to discuss our plans for the weekend.

After swallowing his bite, he gave me a soft squeeze and then turned to look at Gemma and asked her to come over, Anne gave us a curious smile and I reached to squeeze her arm, she then asked us, “Is everything okay?”, we nodded and Harry spoke up, “We just want to talk to you all, is that okay?”, they both nodded and we made our way to the foyer, where we knew we could talk privately.

Des and Michal also joined us, and Harry cleared his throat before speaking up, “So… we have been keeping a secret from you guys”, my mum gasped before excitedly whispering, “Are you pregnant?”, we both chuckled and shook our heads, “No, we’re not pregnant, but we hope to have more babies later on.”

Anne nodded and asked us, “Well, are you guys okay?”, Harry nodded and smiled, “Yeah mum… uhm we have been speaking about our future as a family, and where we want to settle”, Gem was smiling while my mom gave us a hopeful smile, Harry continued, “So… we have been viewing a few properties in different locations, and…”

Anne gave us an excited but careful nod and harry turned to look at me, I smiled and kissed his hand, which was laying on my shoulder then turned to look at our family, “We just put an offer for a house”, before they could speak up, I added, “Here, well actually, a few blocks down”, everyone’s eyes opened so big, Anne was stuck in her place while Gemma pulled us into a hug followed by everyone else.

Anne stood frozen in her place with some tears falling from her eyes, Harry walked carefully next to her and as soon as she could she pulled him into her arms, and a few seconds later she pulled me into her arms too, then whispered, “I cannot believe this! I honestly had made pace with the idea of only seeing you three every few months, but the fact that I will be able to see you when we feel like it? It’s just priceless.”

We pulled back and turned to look at everyone, Des spoke up, “So what’s next?”, Harry smiled, “Well, we have to wait and see if the offer will be accepted, Olive our real estate agent said it could take anywhere from weeks to months, so it’s a waiting game”, Gemma smiled, “Well, I cannot wait for us to be able to go house shopping”, I laughed, “I’ll definitely let you know Gems”.

May 28, 2022

Harry. London, England. 10:30 A.M.

“See you in a few mate!”, Jeff nodded and continued to walk with the personnel from BBC while I made my way to the entrance to collect Y/N and Pippa, as soon as I saw her she gave me a big smile and I pulled her into a kiss and hug, then we started to make our way back to my dressing room.

Once inside I lifted the blanket covering the stroller and smiled at the sleeping baby; not wanting to disturb her sleep I let the blanket fall again and walked to sit with Y/N on the couch, once I settled her on my lap, I started kissing her cheek repeatedly while she let out some squeals and little laughs.

A ping from her phone had me pulling back and reaching for my phone to see if I had any new notifications. She took out a deep breath and squeezed my arm before chuckling, I turned to look at her and gave her a questioning look, she settled on my lap and whispered “Harry…”, u hummed and kissed her nose with my eyes closed.

She whispered again, “They accepted the offer”, I opened my eyes and smiled at her, my eyes asking her to confirm what she just said, and she nodded before speaking up, “We got our house H”, I stood up and pulled her into a hug while we spun, making sure to keep quiet for the baby. I stopped and whispered against her lips, “We got our house baby”, she nodded and placed a chaste kiss then whispered, “We got our house”.

June 11, 2022

Glasgow, Scotland. 7:30 A.M.

A whimper coming from the monitor pulled me out of bed, I grabbed my sweatshirt then made my way to the adjoining room where we had created a nursery for Pippa, turned on the lamp and cooed at the crying baby, “Oh no baby what are those tears for huh? We’re here for a dress-up party for your daddy!”

I settled on the bed and removed my sweatshirt and shirt so I could feed Pippa, who latched immediately, “Oh you were hungry huh? I’m sorry baby I am such a meanie huh?”, she turned to look at me and my eyes watered, I still could not understand how I could love her so much.

Once she finished, I changed her diaper and we left her room and ordered some room service, the turned to pull out the little cake, candles, and balloons I bought yesterday while sightseeing with Glenne. As soon as I finished setting up room service arrived, and I went into our room to wake him up.

With Pippa in my arms, I walked to my side of the bed and settled with her on the bed, once she saw her dad she squealed and I laughed, then placed her next to Harry’s face, “Come on baby say, ‘Dada wake up!’”, she started aggressively patting his cheek; he let out a deep breath and chuckled, “Morning baby girl! hello you!”, he turned around and pulled her into his lap, she smiled and he pulled her in for a kiss then turned to look at me, “Hi baby.”

I smiled and leaned to kiss his lips then whispered, “Hi, breakfast is ready, wanna come out?”, he nodded then handed me the baby, went to the bathroom and as soon as he came out, we headed to the living room. He stopped on his tracks and smiled at the decorations I set out for him and pulled me into a hug.

We sat down and started eating breakfast, then I lit up the candle and before he could blow it I cleared my throat, “I just want to say that I’m so proud of you, it is amazing to be a witness to your radiance and happiness and to be able to love you at the end of everything”, I sniffled and he squeezed my hand and reached for Pippa.

“I know that we won’t be able to be with you every single date physically, but I need you to remember that we are always with you here”, I placed my hand over his heart and he sniffled before whispering, “I love you Y/N more than words are able to express it, and I know I repeat it a lot, but I truly will never ever be able to repay you for everything.”

I pulled him in for a kiss, then left a bunch of smooches on Pippa’s head before pulling back and whispering, “Now before you blow your candles, I want for you to make a wish for this tour, okay?”, he nodded and closed his eyes, then blew out the candle. Pippa and I clapped a little then kissed his cheek before speaking up, “Okay my love, you have about four hours until we have to be at the arena, so take your time getting ready, okay?”, he nodded then pulled me up, “How about we settle her for a nap then enjoy the tub for a little?”, I nodded then followed him.

June 11, 2022

Harry. Glasgow, Scotland. 7:45 P.M.

The murmur of the crowd was enough for my hands to tremble harder than they already were before and I could feel the sweat falling down my spine; I had been ready for a while and met my band for our pre-show ritual, and hugged my family, but right now the only thing I wanted was to hug my girls.

Speaking of, they have been on my dressing room for a while because little miss Pippa had an explosive accident, so I knew that’s where I would find them. As soon as I entered Y/N offered me a smile, however it disappeared when I started sniffling and making my way to them, “Baby what’s- “, I didn’t let her finish before I pulled her into a hug.

She started running her hand down my back while cooing at me, “Baby it’s okay, take a deep breath”, it took me a few moments, but I calmed down and we pulled back; she ran her hands down my cheeks and cleaned my tears.

Before I could speak up a shriek had us looking at the baby laying on the cushions next to us, Y/N laughed and pulled her into her arms kissing her head, “Were you missing us baby? we could never forget you huh?”, I smiled and handed Pippa my fingers to chew on, Y/N whispered, “Feeling better?”, I nodded, “so much.”

We stayed like this until Jeff came to get us, I pulled her up with me and we walked all the way to the side of the stage, we turned to look at each other and smiled, she spoke up, “We’ll be watching from the box, yes?”, I nodded and kissed Pip’s cheeks and her lips three times, “I love you baby, I’ll see you after okay?”

She nodded and I started making my way to the back of the stage and stopped on my tracks when I heard her scream my name, I turned to look at her, “Yes?”, she smiled, “Welcome to Love on Tour 2.0; break a leg handsome.”

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prettyboysdontlookatexplosions · 2 days ago

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ooooomg putting this behind a cut bc it is literally no joke the most disgusting thing to ever happen in or to my body

so i’ve had this ingrown cuticle for a couple days that has been both unusually ingrown and unusually fucked up in that usually when i get these they are unpleasant or at worst a mild ouchie but two nights ago i literally couldn’t sleep because it was throbbing so painfully. like how it feels to smush your finger in something but not dying down. so i consulted medical experts (searched reddit) and found some disgusting threads but also decent seeming advice and have been soaking it in hot salt water sporadically since, then rinsing it & applying some antibacterial gel & a bandaid. soaking it once took care of the Extreme Throbbing Pain issue which seemed like a good sign. some of the disgusting reddit threads suggested i needed to try to basically pop this thing like a zit or poke it with a needle but i didn’t have the pain tolerance to do it by hand and i 100% did not trust myself to sterilize an implement so i was like, ok i’ll give it a couple days of soaking and then if it’s still super fucked up go to the nearby urgent care that takes my insurance.

well i don’t know if the repeated soaks had an effect or if it was the massage i unwittingly gave it holding my 25 lb dumbbells in today’s lower body workout or if it was just time because i mean the finger was looking disconcertingly large and purpley (already gross about to get so much grosser!!!) but i poked at it a lil in the shower just to check in on how tender it was to the touch and PUS STARTED OOZING OUT!!!! OUT OF MY FINGER!!!! MY OWN INNOCENT FINGER THAT HAS NEVER DONE ANYTHING WRONG!!!! A HUGE GLOB CAME OUT AND I WASHED IT OFF AND THEN I FIGURED FOR MEDICAL REASONS I SHOULD PROBABLY GET IT WHILE THE GOING WAS GOOD AND THERE WAS SO MUCH MORE!!!! IT WOULDN’T END!!!! I COULDN’T BELIEVE MY FINGER COULD HAVE SO MUCH HORRIBLE STUFF IN IT!!!!!! I MAY NEVER RECOVER FROM THIS BETRAYAL!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAHHHHHH

anyway if you need me i will be converting to calvinism because jonathan edwards was right. god hates us and bodies are a sin. i wish someone would invent the eternal sunshine procedure in real life so i could go to tom wilkinson and tell him i want to forget this repulsive event forever. good night.

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plague-of-insomnia · 2 years ago

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WIP Wednesday: New AU, Sebagni Sickfic

This excerpt is from a new self-indulgent AU I’m working on. It’s set in modern Houston, like many of my fics, with a human Sebastian with a rare chronic illness, a heap of medical (and other) trauma he hasn’t processed, and his new live-in nurse, Agni.

Over the course of the story, Agni gets Seb to heal and accept his intentions as genuine, and the two of them become closer.

Here’s an extra-long snippet to hopefully get you as excited for this as I am, lol.

[No real TW here, but it does deal with medical issues, chronic illness, with minor references to PTSD/panic attacks.]

“This is Agni,” Tanaka said as they approached. “Agni, this is Sebastian.”

Agni smiled. In another life, Sebastian may have appreciated how incredibly handsome he was. He’d always been attracted to tall men, but that was behind him now. No one could look at him like this: stuck in bed, barely able to shift himself, a shell of who he once was, and see him as anything but an object of pity at best, or someone who should be euthanized at worst.

A stab of physical pain as a muscle spasmed in his side, blending with the emotional anguish these thoughts brought forth, the brief image of him that almost made Sebastian choke on a breath. He grunted, then did his best to shove it all out of mind. No way he could let his guard down around a new nurse. No matter how bad he was feeling.

“They outsourcing now?” Sebastian spat bitterly. He watched for Agni’s reaction. He didn’t even twitch, but continued to smile. They always seemed so nice and helpful and friendly when Tanaka was around. But as soon as he and Seb were alone—

“It is a sincere pleasure to meet you,” Agni said formally, without a hint of an accent Sebastian could detect. He felt a tiny sting of guilt for what he’d said, but he dismissed the thought before it could blossom. “Do you prefer I call you Mr. Michaelis, Sebastian, or something else?”

Eyes narrowed with suspicion, he replied, “Sebastian is fine.”

Agni nodded. He took a hesitant step closer. It hadn’t escaped Sebastian’s notice that Tanaka had unconsciously placed himself between them. “Can I ask how your pain is right now?” Agni took a tiny notebook from the pocket of his bag, along with a pen, and began to jot some things down.

Tanaka nodded as if to urge Seb to be honest. But what would that solve? It’s not like Agni could really do anything about his pain. Sebastian was used to it. He hadn’t had a single pain-free day in more than ten years. Unless Agni had a magic wand hidden in his bag, the best he could do would be meaningless platitudes. Like “the new anti-inflammatory medicine will start working and relieve your pain soon,” or some shit like that.

“Why the fuck do you care?” Sebastian spat, not in the mood to make nice.

A small frown crossed Agni’s stunning features before he shifted into what was presumably his sympathetic face. “I would like to make you as comfortable as I can. I’m not here only to attend to simple medical needs like giving you medication. I want to improve your quality of life as much as I can.”

Sebastian scowled. It didn’t help that breathing was harder, the pain magnifying, perhaps exacerbated by stress. If he’d had the strength, he’d have hurled something at him and yelled for Agni to just fucking leave him be.

Agni didn’t need to be a mind reader to gauge Sebastian’s mood, but he was either a very good actor or more patient than most, because he didn’t crack yet. “It seems like you’re uncomfortable right now. Could I examine you quickly?”

No. But behind Agni, Tanaka whispered in Japanese, “Behave. I have a good feeling about this one.”

Subduing a growl, Sebastian nodded. Braced himself for rough handling that would aggravate his pain.

Agni set his bag on the side table and removed some supplies, including antibacterial gel he used to clean his hands before pulling on a pair of blue gloves. His forearms were muscular without being excessive, and Sebastian found himself watching as the man worked, apparently not the type to make meaningless chitchat. That was good, at least.

He hated the ones who felt like they had to constantly fill the silence with their babbling, talking to him like he was a toddler and not a grown man in his 30s.

“Let me slip this on your finger,” he said, not reaching and forcefully grabbing Sebastian’s arms like most nurses would have, but instead waiting for him to offer an index finger for the little oxygen meter he clipped onto the tip. “And now I want to listen to your heart and lungs, if that’s all right?”

Sebastian sighed, winced when it pulled and spiked his pain, but quickly pushed his face into neutral. “Fine.”

Tanaka walked around to the other side of the bed, adjusting the curtains so the shifting sun wouldn’t be in Sebastian’s eyes.

Agni was delicate. He warmed the head of the stethoscope with his hands before slipping it under Sebastian’s T-shirt and listening intently in various spots before asking him to breathe deeply and slowly. He even managed to slide the stethoscope between Sebastian and the bed to listen to his back without him yanking him up and away from the mattress like a sack of potatoes. If Sebastian didn’t know better, Tanaka had told him exactly where his pain was bad today, and he was actually taking that into consideration. Had to be for show.

“How are you feeling right now?” Agni asked as he removed the stethoscope and replaced it in his bag.

“Well, I was going to the opera tonight, but I’m a bit tired, so I may have to cancel my plans.” Sebastian glared at the neglected electric wheelchair in the corner of the room. The one he’d been so excited for when he’d first received it, believing he would have newfound freedom with it, that he’d be less encumbered by his disability and illness. That he would have accepted him—

A wave of nausea overwhelmed him and he had to cup his hand over his mouth.

Agni worked quickly, grabbing a kidney-shaped emesis basin from the table and quickly placing it beneath his chin, deftly sliding a hand behind his back to support him without causing him pain.

But Sebastian was able to swallow it down and shove Agni away as well as his limited strength allowed.

But Agni didn’t seem to mind. He nodded, checked the monitor, and said instead, “Your oxygen levels are a little lower than I would like. Are you having any trouble breathing?”

Sebastian glared, but the jerking of his stomach earlier had caused his entire rib cage to feel like it was aflame, and it was easier not to breathe until the burn got so bad he had to inhale. Despite doing all he could to stay focused and in control, he could feel panic setting in. No. Not now. Not with this new nurse he didn’t know from Adam.

Gasping and gripping the sheets, Sebastian felt darkness swirling in on the edges. He struggled against it, fighting himself, fighting his body, fighting traumatic memories that tried to yank him further away from control.

A warm hand on his head. A mask placed in his face. A soothing, deep voice urging him to breathe, to relax, that he’d be OK. Someone held his hand.

With the machine’s assistance, despite the pain, his lungs filled and emptied due to the shifting pressure, and the dizzy, swimming sensation faded to clarity. He hated relying on this thing. The bipap machine. But it helped when his muscles were especially weak, or in moments like this. Let him rest. Without fear he’d stop breathing.

Agni pulled something else from his bag. A small tube. “Have you ever used this ointment before? It’s a topical anti-inflammatory, and I’ve had many of my patients swear by it. I could put some where your pain is worst, if you’d like.”

Go fuck yourself, Sebastian wanted to say, but he was too drained.

Tanaka squeezed his hand as if to encourage him to accept Agni’s help.

“It absorbs quickly, so you don’t need to use too much. I’ll be as gentle as I can.”

Sebastian offered a small nod and pointed lazily to his torso and back. His heart was still racing, and he would have preferred Tanaka do this, but that would take more energy to explain than he had right now.

Over the next few minutes, Agni carefully applied the medicated cream to Sebastian’s sides and back, Tanaka letting Seb lean against him to ease the strain as the nurse coated his back with it. Sebastian was almost stoic through it all, and yet somehow Agni seemed to have a sixth sense for where his pain was worst, concentrating his ministrations there while keeping his touch feather-light.

Then, with Tanaka’s help, he shifted Sebastian onto his side, layering pillows to support his most painful areas. Agni worked slowly so as to minimize spiking his pain. No nurse had treated him so gently or with so much consideration. If he hadn’t had dozens of bad examples, he might have been tempted to believe Agni actually did care.

“This’ll take some strain off your ribs,” Agni said in a low, rich voice.

Now that the adrenaline crash was hitting him, and the cream was dulling the pain, exhaustion began to pull Sebastian so strongly he struggled to keep his eyes open.

“Get some rest. I’ll check on you later.” Agni slipped the call button into Sebastian’s hand, petting it momentarily as if to give him reassurance, though it felt patrionizing. Still, it was considerate enough. Meant if he woke up in agony he wouldn’t have to move to call for help.

Tanaka stroked Sebastian’s arm soothingly before pulling the blankets up around him. “The heated blanket will help,” he whispered. “Sleep for a while.”

Sebastian gave up fighting and let his lids slide closed.

I hope you enjoyed this! If you do, let me know..!

I’m really hoping I’ll be able to post the first chapter of this this month.

Reblogs are always appreciated !!

Special thanks to @apocalypticromantic666 for all their encouragement and support!!

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journeythroughlifesblog · 11 months ago

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"Help" Chapter 31

The day of celebration has come. Finally, Wukong will have some fun, spend time with DBK and Red, and not be bedridden like he spent last New Year. Although it would be even nicer if Macaque went with him, but knowing that the warrior doesn't like noise (very much, because of his ears), it would end badly. Plus Macaque is a bit overprotective of his king, but that's one of the cute and annoying things.

Just like now.

Macaque lived through the day. Trying to predict what could go wrong and looking for excuses to stay home. Did not work.

He was now packing a bag for Wukong in case something happened or the crown started working again.

The bag contained such things as: a thermos of tea (the magical one), tissues, antibacterial gel, even a phone (which Red Son gave to Wukong as a gift).

The phone was only there in case of an emergency, there were only phone numbers for DBK, Red, PIF and Macaque (yes, Macaque has his own phone, but does he use it? Sometimes out of boredom, but not often, more often as a quicker way to contact with PIF or Red).

Anyway, the warrior is stressed. Not only that he won't be able to be with Wukong, but worse still he won't be able to hear him and it's all because of the fireworks and PIF thought it would be nice to spend time outside the city. Wonderfully.

"Let's check again..." muttered the warrior who was sitting on the sofa. Wukong walked up to him and rested his head on the warrior's shoulder.

"I'm sure there's everything. Miohu. It's only one day."

"One too many. Maybe I'll stay with you after all..."

"Mac. You're too nervous about this..."

"Wukong, I have a feeling something is going to happen today."

"You worry too much. There's nothing wrong with me anymore. Besides, do you remember?"

"But... wait what do I remember?"

"That if you want me to forgive you~"

"I thought you had already forgiven me~"

Macaque turned to Wukong. Wukong smiled. They became even closer to each other. Wukong kissed the warrior. The bag slid to the ground. Wukong gave Macaque a light shove. The warrior was now lying on the sofa. Wukong towered over him and was smiling.

"And I thought we had already discussed this matter~" Wukong said.

"Which one~? This one?" Macaque kissed Wukong. "You must be more precise, my king~" he smiled mischievously.

"Oh.. you wish"

"You know, we can also celebrate the new year in another way. for example..." the warrior was already ready for another kiss, but Wukong got off him, offended. Macaque rolled his eyes.

"Agree…agree, since I can't convince you even with this."

Wukong immediately cheered up somehow. "Mac, we'll still have time for that."

"Okay, okay"

he picked up the bag from the ground.

"Remember that in the event of an accident, you are to notify me immediately." the warrior said firmly.

"Yes, I know, can we go now?"

"Wait, just a moment..."

Macaque placed a spell on the crown to make it invisible. "We can go now"

Wukong put the bag on himself, took Macaque's hand, and together they disappeared into the shadows.

They emerged somewhere in the city in an unknown area where DBK and Red had their food stand.

Wukong and Macaque, when they saw them dressed in kitchen aprons (especially DBK), started laughing. Macaque pulled his phone out of the shadows and took a photo of them.

“The PIF must see this,” the warrior said with a smile.

"don't you dare! it's so humiliating," DBK said.

Macaque heard cracks and bangs and had enough.

"I'll be getting ready, if you need to call something, you're responsible for him now, understand!?" he said in a serious tone.

"hey! I'm not a child." Wukong said. Macaque smiled.

"Of course not, honey. You're a big baby." the warrior said mischievously.

DBK chuckled.

Wukong looked at DBK with a look of outrage.

"Have fun," Macaque said gently and kissed Wukong.

"You too."

The warrior disappeared into the shadows.

Wukong sat down in a chair and leaned against the counter.

"Let me tell you, Macaque is getting more and more worry about all this."

"What? Does it bother you? No offense, but we know you'd be in critical condition without him." said DBK.

Wukong sighed. "Yeah... but now it's better and you know... ah... okay, time to celebrate. So, chef, what will you present me today?"

DBK groaned. Wukong chuckled.

"Me. Red Son. I'll prepare my signature dish for you."

"Sure, nephew, show me what you can do," Wukong chuckled.

"Red, just don't overdo it." said DBK. "I don't want Macaque to hit us because Wukong will have his tongue burnt."

"Ha, ha. Good one, Bull. Me and a burned tongue? Ha"

"Wukong, seriously..."

Wukong was still giggling. "Sorry, Bull, but I can't be serious in this outfit."

DBK rolled his eyes.

"What made you decide to pursue gastronomy? I knew you were ambitious, but would you like to become the king of the gastronomy market?" he said with amusement. DBK had to swallow his pride.

"As my son put it, we are to show our better side to mortals."

"Really?"

"Sure, anything for my son," he said tenderly.

Red placed a bowl of noodles with meat and vegetables, in front of Wukong.

"Let me tell you, Red, it looks really nice."

Little stars lit up in Red's eyes and he was filled with joy. DBK looked at him suspiciously.

Wukong took the first bite. And it was really good, spicy but not so much that it burned your tongue to a crisp.

"Red, this is great! How did you learn to cook like this? Because you definitely don't get it from your father." Wukong said. DBK rolled his eyes.

"He has been spending time in the kitchen for several days, and he didn't even burn down the entire room once," said DBK.

Wukong ate and listened.

"Are you sure there isn't another reason you wanted to be here Red?" asked the bull.

Red chuckled nervously.

Wukong looked at him questioningly.

"Maybe?" said Red. Looking away.

"Really? Tell me." pwoeid Wukong.

"Is it about these mortals?" asked DBK.

"What?"

"No? No! It doesn't have... maybe?" said Red.

"What? What mortals?! Why didn't you tell me anything?! I'm your favorite uncle!"

DBK looked at him with amusement.

"What about this boy? How do you call him? It's a bit strange... I can't remember," said DBK.

"Come on Red, tell me, don't be shy." Wukong said.

Red sighed and said, "That's MK, and then there's Mei," and turned red.

Wukong almost choked on his food. He looked at Red with wide eyes.

"Wow... that's wow" shock turned into joy. "Ha. Who would have guessed that you two... but wait, MK didn't tell me anything."

"Because we're not together... at least not yet... but I have a good conversation with him and Mei, but of course they're annoying and make a lot of noise."

"and I can barely stand them," he added quickly, so as not to seem like he cared too much about them.

"Well, let me tell you, Red, this soup will surely delight them, especially MK, he likes noodles very much," Wukong said.

"I know..." Red said and a smile appeared on his face. DBK and Wukong started giggling. Red blushed and went back to cooking?

"Kids, I need your help here now. Tang, stop eating! And help me here!" Pigsy said.

"Pigsy, relax, it's New Year."

"Relax?!"

"Pigsy, please, look at all this, this parade," said MK.

"Well...Pigsy," Mei said. Together they looked at the cook with puppy eyes, begging to be allowed to see the various stalls.

"If Tang helps me, then you can go."

"Mr. Tang! Please!"

Tang looked at them. He rolled his eyes. "Agree..."

"Yes!"

"But I'm getting free pasta for the next month," he smiled slyly.

"What?! Free pasta?!"

"Agree"

"What?!"

"We'll be back soon!"

MK and Mei was already gone. Pigsy looked at Tang angrily. Tang chuckled nervously. Pigsy sighed. "Tang. Then you have to help me immediately, or I won't vouch for myself."

"Okay... chill out Pigsy."

"Miohu, as much as I love you, now I want to murder you. Put down the phone and relax." PIF said firmly. Macaque sighed.

"Sorry... I'm just worried."

"Miohu, I know that, but you can't worry about it 24 hours a day. Wukong is an adult. Or at least he's an adult child," she said with a smile. Macaque smiled gently.

"Yeah... but I just have a feeling something bad will happen."

PIF sighed and took his phone away.

"Hey!"

"Enough! Time to take a break from all this worrying. You'll get it tomorrow."

Macaque looked at her and knew he wouldn't get it back after all. He sighed and smiled.

"Okay, you won."

"The Monkey King?!" they shouted in disbelief and came closer.

"Oo.. hey kids," Wukong said politely. DBK looked at them with murderous intent.

"What are you doing here?!"

"These are your other plans?"

"As you can see, I eat. Besides, I always, almost always, spend the New Year with my brother and nephew." he said with a smile, focusing his attention on MK, when he looked at Mei he was reminded of Ao lie and... it hurt too much... too much, but bearable.

"Red son?!"

"Oh yeah? Noodle boy and dragon girl," Red said. DBK just stood there.

"The Monkey King is your uncle?!"

"As far as I know, yes. Sit down."

Mei and MK sat down. MK sat next to Wukong.

"Why didn't you say anything?" MK whispered to Wukong.

"Kid, it's obvious, DBK is my brother." Wukong said calmly.

"Yes, but shouldn't you be... well, I don't know..."

"Quarreled?" Mei replied. Wukong and DBK exchanged glances and burst out laughing. Red smiled. MK and Mei felt like they were uninitiated.

"Monkey King? Is everything okay?"

"Haha.. We quarreled? No, as you can see, it's very great." Wukong said with a smile. "Red, make me another bowl of your special pasta."

Red served them all a bowl of pasta.

"Wow. Red, this is great. Where did you learn to cook like that?" said Mei, who had some noodles in her bus.

"Oh. Pigsy will be angry that you're giving him competition." said MK.

Red just smiled.

MK looked around. "Monkey King? Isn't Macaque here?"

"Hmm.. Oh..No. He's with PIF. That gave me some freedom." he said with a smile

"Oh. Don't exaggerate," DBK interjected.

"What? You know how overprotective he is, you all are."

"Yeah... possibly, but we know very well that if it weren't for Macaque, you would have ended badly."

Wukong sighed. "I know... and I'm so damn grateful to him for it, for all this, for you." He sighed and looked into the bowl filled with food.

MK and Mei looked at each other, not understanding, but MK knew the truth (or at least part of it) and understood that Macaque had to take care of the sick king all these years. But he didn't understand why DBK was so nice to the king, there was concern in his voice, it didn't suit him, after all, the Monkey King had imprisoned him. Shouldn't DBK be mad at him? Maybe they've already reconciled?

The sky suddenly darkened. Some screams could be heard. MK and Mei jumped to their feet. Wukong looked around. The stands next to them started burning? And people were screaming. What was happening?

Suddenly the stand was destroyed by a huge mechanical spider. The webs entangled DBK, who tried to free himself from them.

"Spiders!" shouted MK, who was clearly terrified of spiders.

"MK? What is it?!"

"Spiders!"

"Wait, you're afraid of spiders?!"

"Red, get them out of here!"

"Father!"

"DBK!"

Too late, DBK was pulled towards the mech. Some little spider robots launched an attack. Mei, Red and Wukong dealt with them, and MK was too scared to do anything.

Wukong clenched his fists. And he was about to attack the mech, but Red stopped him.

"Red, let me go," he growled.

"No, uncle, you'll hurt yourself and..."

"Red, I can handle it, let me go, I have to help your father, will be fine" he said and broke free from it and jumped onto the cloud and flew straight at the mech.

Red was in flames of rage. "MK! You have to go there and help him immediately!"

MK chuckled nervously. There were more and more spiders. Red and Mei tried to destroy the spiders. Red managed to obtain spider venom that was in some spider.

"Guys! We have to get out of here now!" Mei shouted. Red clenched his fists.

"What a hero you are," Red muttered and quickly revealed his flying vehicle that was hidden. MK felt a twinge of pain, but he felt that he had failed, but it was the Monkey King and he was fine, so he should be able to handle it.

"Get in, mortals!" Red shouted.

They got in. Red started the vehicle and took off as fast as he could. MK looked behind him. He used his golden vision to see if he was winning and what he saw terrified him.

Wukong reached the center of the mech. He stood in front of the spider queen, who turned to him.

"Monkey King, what a nice surprise. Are you eager to see me?" she said.

"Are you so desperate for attention? Spider princess"

"This is the spider queen! for you subhuman."

"whatever"

"I thought I'd have to deal with the kid first before I could get to you. But since you're here, I can destroy you first."

She suddenly started attacking. He managed to throw it somewhere. He was doing quite well for his first fight in centuries.

"Give yourself up, princess. It's soon to get rid of you"

He heard whispers that he thought belonged to the spider queen. He attacked that way and quickly came to regret it. He hit the door, next to the little girl's head, and she managed to tilt her head to the side at the perfect moment. Wukong was confused. The girl looked at him with blue glowing eyes and her hair turned white.

Wukong suddenly had a flash of memory. Skull, tomb, cold and pain. He jumped back. But suddenly he was caught in the web and pressed to the floor.

"Do you seriously think this will stop me…" suddenly a torrent of pain shot through his body. Blue lightning could be seen, and the pain was comparable to the pain the crown was causing him.

No, not that again.

He started squirming, trying to get out, but to no avail. The web were draining his energy. The entire mech glowed gold.

"Oh.. no.."

"MK? What do you see?"

"MK?! What about my uncle?!"

"The Monkey King... he lost..."

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Hello my friend, I hope that you are having a good day! 😊 Well, For my first request, I wanted to see if you could do a headcanon with Levi Ackerman x short black!reader (Short meaning like 5’2 in height and who’s he didn't think had existed with Trinidad and Tobago Caribbean roots/culture which includes the accent,food and of course Soca Carnival) who they date, want to marry and have children with in the future? ( You can choose how many kids each of them should have!)

Hi sweetheart!!!

TW: set in our AU! in the 70's, mentions of Dad Levi, Kuchel and Kenny are alive, fluff

WC: 1k

Levi hugs Kuchel goodbye, pricking with guilt for his mother's tears, but the driver hits the horn, beckoning him.

He was twenty-five when a travel agency add popped on the tv, promising paradise. So, out of an impulse, he scrubbed the dregs of his savings account and booked a round trip to the Caribbean. He packed on his shoulders the basics for summer land, and a bottle of antibacterial gel mellowed with aloe.

Coming from a place that barely sees the light for six months of the year, where the cold gnaws at your bones and you have to toddle around with at least six layers during winter, he did feel like crossing st. peter's gates once he hops off the plane in Port of Spain. Enduring ten hours squeezed between the snores of an old rickety man and the wails of a baby was worth it. At the airport, he hoards all the tourist guide pamphlets he can cram into his pockets and calls Kuchel from the public phone to let her know he’s all right. Then he spends long minutes in the bathroom washing his face and hands.

The soft frizzling on his skin; the breeze tousling his hair. In few days, his skin is flushed with a farmer's tan, and cafe au lait freckles stud his shoulders and nose. But he relishes the energy with which this land sizzles, the babble of different accents and the diversity of its people who anchored on the island from all around the globe. The market pulses with different languages, colors, textures, smells, and flavors, and he spends all morning trying fruits he'd never heard of in his life. He takes more time though, to accustom his taste buds to the spiciness.

He never forgets to send a postcard to his mother every week to let her know her little boy is doing fine. He also mentions at the end of one that he’ll reschedule his return ticket, though he has not selected a date yet. Maybe until spring begins.

One evening, he saunters along the Maracas Bay promenade and wallows in it. The sunset on the beach is like a painting coming to life. The sky is a canvas of orange, pink and purple, blending in a swirl of colors. The sun, a fiery ball, slowly sinking into the horizon. The waves sparkle with golden light, reflecting the sun's rays. The briny breeze strokes his hair and the warm sand smoldering his feet invites him to sit. He takes pictures with his XG-9 Minolta, capturing the world’s beauty through the lens. He zooms and zooms, looking for different angles until he stumbles with a group of girls, dancing and laughing, eating lay's and drinking sprite. One smiles and winks and waves a hand, and a frisson of both panic and exhilaration ripples through every inch of him. His cheeks begin to tingle. He drops the camera on his lap and looks away.

“Hey!”

Levi’s heart bangs like the gallop of a horse in a race. His lips part. His eyes snap, and he gulps before turning around. She is wearing a billowing midi dress, her deep ochre skin glowing with a healthy sheen, lips plumped and moist. A set of golden bracelets clanking with every lithe movement. Her eyes are brown, the type of brown that becomes honey under the light, rimmed with long lashes. Levi stutters a hi, his hands too clammy he can’t let go of the hem of his white t. “My name is [name], and I was wondering if you would go to the carnival with me.” She tries to cajole him with a smile. Her eyes soften, pleading, glinting. Lashes flitting. Levi blinks while his brain tries to connect thoughts and metamorphose them into words. He doesn’t know how that ‘yes’ comes out from his mouth.

“Great!” She beams and pries a sharpie from her purse. “Where are you staying at? I’ll pick you tomorrow at 10 am.” She holds the cap in her lips and the tip glides smoothly on her palm with Levi’s address. “For whom I ask at the front desk?” And he relaxes his shoulders, “Levi Ackerman.”

He watches her running back to her friends, and from time to time, she steals a quick glance at him.

She takes Levi to the parades and tries to teach him how to dance, how to loosen his hips, but he… just don’t have it in him. A futile attempt. He can’t stop looking at her, the way her body follows the lively rhythms of the music. Whenever their eyes meet, he feels a flush rising in his cheeks. She’s shorter than him, not more than a couple of inches, and that makes them the perfect dancing partners. “Come on, admit you’re having fun.” She quips and he replies with a smirk, “I can’t ruin my reputation as a first-class grump.”

She takes him to the best local restaurants too, introducing him to a kaleidoscope of flavors and he feels guilty to think that Kuchel’s food lacks some spiciness. He loves roti with beef, pastelle and sweet bread. His abs start melting, but he can’t care less; the food is worthy.

Levi’s been bewitched, bespelled, mesmerized, impossible and illogical, yet the only explanation of his desire to stay. He wants to know her, to find any excuse to talk to her, to find out what she thinks of things. Hold her hand and walk by the beach under a starry night sky. They are so different, but she brings a kind of music into his life he’d never heard before. Twinkling bell notes, distinctive and beautiful, descend into a sweet slurring that untangles the twisted, bare wires in his head.

She kisses him of course, Levi is too nervous to take the step, and from that kiss, his mind races from the kiss to touch her more. To pick out the wedding invitations, to build a home and set up a baby crib.

Weeks later he calls Kuchel and drops the bomb, something he’d been postponing, claiming he needed to find the right words, and tells her, fiddling with the telephone cord, “I’m staying, indefinitely.” But when a shocked why comes in from the other side, he panics and pushes the hook.

Levi scores a job at a top accounting firm in the capital. They move together, get married in a small and intimate celebration, and have those little twin brats that can’t stop wailing and giggling and pulling at his hair with their strong grip. Two girls with big almond-shaped gray eyes and golden skin. Though, things didn’t happen in that exact same order. Indeed, when he wired his mother, he was carrying the pregnancy test in his pocket.

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The day after | myg m

Now the day bleeds

Into nightfall

And you're not here

To get me through it all. Someone you loved — Lewis Capaldi

Summary: The love of your life slips through your fingers, and only you can see the way to keep him alive.

Genre: angst, fluff

Rated: m, +18

Pairing: Yoongi x y/n

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: Mention of gunshots, blood and very much full of angst, petnames used [kitten, baby, etc]

a/n: This idea came from a dream and i had to make it come through words, please remember that english isn't my first language in case you notice something misread

Burnt tire, hot blood on your hands, desperate screams, and whimpers leaving your mouth as you feel the cold body beneath you, all of this because you couldn't take care of this situation. You feel getting dragged out from him "Don't please don't" you shout struggling to be with him, but it's too late, emergencies are lifting him to the litter, his hand falls off, he's leaving lifeless and you feel lifeless again. As you cry, closing your eyes covering your face, the loss of air gets to you.

You wake up at the sound of your alarm, turn around, and he's next to you, breathing slowly, his hairs falling into his eyelids and looking so full of life. A single tear runs down your face, and you can't help but hug him and kiss his face as he wakes up.

"Hey kitten, how did you sleep?" Remember not to worry him

"I slept like a baby" he chuckles, and his beautiful gummy smile makes you happy

"Are you ready for a few hours?" Right, can you make him not go? Can you convince him not to do this, but he's been waiting forever to go, and you can't kill that ilusion that fills his eyes. "Kitten?" The worry look on his face makes you pout

"I'll be there, baby, you'll see me right next to you," he smiles but not forgetting your lack of answer at the beginning and the pouting

"Are you sure kitten? I can just not go" you don't know how your power works, but you're sure that it doesn't have to stop things from occurring, just doing it differently so you can make the best of the situation

"I'm sure we'll be fine. Go get a shower, you stink," he laughs and throws you a pillow on his way to the bathroom

He's the love of your life for sure.

You get your laptop and start a google search, a very deep one.

After getting your brain full of information, the door of the bathroom opens. He's wearing his towel mid body, and with another towel, he's getting his hair dry.

"Kitten, I already called everyone, and they'll be there" you smile, closing the laptop

"You look hot" he smiles, oh that smile has you in a chokehold

He leans in, gives you a peck that tastes so sweet in your lips, a drop of water fall in your face and you chuckle

"Don't hold me here or I'll be late" he chuckles

"I'm not doing anything" he grabs his clothes, starts to dress and you feel that nothing else matters, except that it does

He leaves after a deep kiss and you get yourself ready, a bottle of water, an antibacterial gel and an extra shirt on you. Be ready, be calm.

The event is at the Central Bridge, hundreds of motorbikes for a showcase. The goal is to go through the bridge and get all the way to downton, but some dispute between some gangsters gets to the middle of the event and… well.

Your boyfriend is right at the beginning, with his friends, the ones that ride bikes and the ones who don't, all there to support him, this is what he loves doing.

He waves and smiles at the sight of you, his black hair, all grown and shiny and that amazing black jacket.

Surely he owns every look up on him.

"Kitten, you're here" you grin

“I’ll be always here” his friends laughs, and he hits the one next to him

“You guys are so corny” his friend… Jimin said that

The show begins, motor bikes begin to run through the bridge, he will be leaving next, you get in your car to follow, as close as you can. The start is calm, music from the bigger bikes, laughs, burnt tire smell and the sweet sound of starting the engine.

By the middle, you hear it, two gunshots behind you, when it gets to him, pull the break of your car, and run to him. Three gunshots, one to the car they’re chasing, one to a tire in the bike in front of him, and the last one, to his lower abdomen, if it were a bit higher than that maybe you wouldn't get that much time.

His warm and thick blood is getting out at a fast pace, his friends reach to you.

“Please, someone call 911” you shout while taking your extra shirt off to push to his body.

“You’re gonna be okay baby” he notices the desperation in your voice, you're still pressing, trying to stop the bleeding and tears start to feel your face, you clean yourself with your elbow, now is not the time.

The shirt stops flooding with blood, now is the next thing, the bottle of water, with your hands clean; pouring the water to his injury, you ask for a shirt and Jimin is helping you with that.

“Emergency it’s on its way” he gifts you a small gummy smile while you wrap around his abdomen with Jimin’s t-shirt, he locks his gaze with you and caress your face

“Kitten, you never told me you knew how to take care of this kind of thing” you see him starting to drift away, no, you need him conscious.

“Hey, hey, baby, c’mon, don't drift away now” the tears still run down your face, he caresses a tear and closes your eyes at the warmth of his body, wishing never to leave him.

“I know it is weird to ask, but please let me hear you calling by name” you grin, the sound of the sirens from the police and the ambulance seems too far away by now. You don't know if you really did it, you're desperate, the calmness leaving your body and then, him, pulling you back to reality, caressing your face with watery eyes. You didn't notice but the blood started to flow again. No, no, no, please.

“Yoongi, please, don't leave, please just wait, help is coming”

“I love you Y/N” you shout when his hand leaves your face, just like life left him.

“I love you Yoongi” you whisper to him, caressing his cold hand and letting the tears fill your face.

No, no, no.

The time, 20 minutes away from emergencies, they arrive and before something else can happen, while you bawl your eyes out, your alarm wakes you.

You scream, frustrated.

Yoongi in bed next to you wakes up, scared as ever, you cry, and cry.

5 times, 5 times you’ve seen him die, and his last words are always the same, calling your name in love.

Yoongi is scared, it is not normal of you to have nightmares, as if it were just that.

He’s hugging you and you love the warmth of his, life.

So you try something different this time.

“You think you can skip this event?” your voice is squeaky and raspy for all the crying

“Kitten I-...” you keep crying, and he can't seem to say no to those watery eyes

“I know you've waited a long time for it to happen but I feel really bad, and I need you” lying, that's what you came to? It's not fully a lie, it's skipping events.

“It’s okay, it's okay, i can stay” you smile a little, and you cuddle back to bed.

After a warm shower together, a few call his friends to let them know his plans, and you feel like this is the answer.

At the time where things occur if you were at the crime scene, Yoongi calls out your name.

“What’s wrong baby?” you see the tv, the news, a different person died, for the same reason as him, so it's meant to happen, it has to happen, even if it's not… you look around, silence, Yoongi isn't there anymore.

You close your eyes, scared, and wake up; by the sound of the alarm.

That didn’t work… but almost.

Next thing, you try and convince Yoongi this is a power, something you must do, and only you.

The alarm sounds, and you think, how can you prove to him you've lived this day before?

Before he speaks you say the same thing he's about to say.

“Hey kitten, how did you sleep?” you speak at unison

“How did you know?” he looked confused

“I can sound crazy right now, but i need you to listen” he agrees

“Yes, talk to me” he grabs your hands

“I've lived this day before. Seven times. And today, you die” he opens his eyes widely “I know it sounds crazy, but i think that i can save you, that there’s something i can do that can help you live”

“What if… I'm meant to die?” you deny with your head

“No, why else would I be living the same day over and over again?” he nods

“Then what can we do?” you begin to sob

“I don't know Yoongi, i've tried almost everything, try to help you by myself and I don't know if i'm able to see you slip from my hands again” by now the tears roll from your face, he cups you and pulls to hug you.

“Shh, try to stay calm kitten, well figure this out, how do I die?” you nod, swallowing your tears

“A gunshot, emergency takes too long and you bleed out” he nods he looks calm given the information you're giving him

“Who shoots?” he ask

“Some gangster that were pursuing a car, the car up front, to get more time shot at you and a bike” he nods mistrustful looking at you trying to think a way to do things

“Where do I get shot?” you touch his abdomen, a little lower than the ribs almost to his belly button and stop there “Does the bullet go through?” you think for a second, relieving everything in your head, no, it stays there.

“No, it stays inside you, and it's not that big, but it hits something crucial” he nods

“Have you tried calling emergencies before it happens?” you look confused, it hasn't crossed your mind and you deny with you head

“I haven't, i think i just need like 15 minutes for them to treat you right when it happens”

“Let's do that, i ride my bike, as planned and you call when you know everything is occurring” you nod “Let's take a shower, we’ll be late” you nod again

Again, the same events, after you got into your car and the bikes begin their way, you call 911

“Emergencies, how can we help you?” you began your act, sounding so desperate

“Help, we need help here at the central bridge”

“Ma’am please calm down, what's the emergency?”

“A gunfire, someone’s been shot and I think he’s going to die” you're driving, right next to him, he smiles at you while you hear the lady at the other side of the line

“15 minutes, units will be there in 15 minutes, please see that everyone is okay and remain hidden while units arrive”

Ten minutes later, you're at the middle of the bridge, you begin to listen to those cars going high speed, the smell of burnt tires hits you and when you listen to the shot he's already on the floor.

You run and pour water on your hands, take your shirt off and begin to put pressure on his wound, he's looking at you, breathing shakily and you're crying already

“Everything will be okay, i can hear the ambulance already” you nod, his friends are around, looking for more injured but you know it's just him. You can't stop the pressure this time.

“I don't know Yoongi you're still bleeding” he smiles at you

“I love when you say my name” you smile. The ambulance has arrived and you see him drifting off, when the paramedics reach to you and you step away for them to take care of things

Everything becomes blurry, and you pass out, hitting yourself in the head.

You wake up to the sound of a beep, a slow paced drip and the sound of voices around you.

Huh? Is this a good scenario?

“Hey Y/N you're up” Jimin said, reaching closer to you

“Is Yoongi okay?” your heart is pounding heavy on your chest, scared and anxious

“He’s still in operation, we came to see how you were in the meantime” you sigh and cover your face a doctor comes in and starts telling you that you fainted for the adrenaline and for what happened

“You did a great job with your boyfriend, we’re finishing up with him, try and take a rest for him” you smile, you’re relieved, and happy, you begin to cry when you hear Yoongi’s parents coming in, and next yours.

“Oh my sweet girl, how are you?” your mom hugs you and you look at Yoongi’s mom, you can tell she’s been crying

“How 's Yoongi? We just arrived”

“The doctor said that Y/N saved his life and that they’re doing the best they can about the bullet” Jimin answered for you, your dad hugged you next

“You saved him?” his mother asks, she wouldn’t approved you dated him, that was one of the reason you moved together “I’m so thankful”

“I think you can talk to Yoongi once he wakes” she nods, you had no hard feelings, you didn’t do it for them anyway.

That day passed, you didn’t wake up again in the same one and you felt grateful, maybe your answer was with you all along, with him.

When the doctor discharged you, two days after the incident, Yoongi still hadn't woken. He was in intensive care, his hands were warm and not cold like you remembered the last times, he kept his warmth.

His obsidian hair adorned his porcelain skin, his lips were dry and a bit light blue.

He was alive and you couldn’t ask for more.

You were holding his hand by the fifth day, taking a nap resting your head on his bed when you felt him squeeze your hand.

“Y/N?” his voice was raspy, for the lack of water

“Are you mad at me or something i thought you'd only call me kitten” he chuckles and begin to cough and bends in pain

“Hey, hey, don’t pressure yourself, let me talk to a nurse” he grabs your hand to stop you, pulls you and kisses you soft and needy.

“I’m fine, and alive, all thanks to you” you smile and your eyes become watery

“Thank you, for everything” he smiles

“You did everything, kitten.” you both smile

The days coming along were a bliss, pure blissfulness around you.

Seven tries, seven times.

That power wasn't that bad, after that day you understood what was involved, what it meant and why it happened to you, and you were grateful for it happening to you.

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