#because it was chillin by her chair and once it noticed us smiling it stood up and started wagging :)

[leatherbookmark]

Another great thing about rereading the Inkworld trilogy is that while my copy of Inkdeath is hardbound, the former two aren't -- and it just so happens that they were what my dogs chose to nibble on when they were puppies/young dogs. Especially Inkspell -- the upper left corner of the back cover is torn, and there are little bumps where my dogs' teeth didn't manage to pierce the paper. The last five or so pages have a tiny little chunk bitten out of them -- not even half the size of my pinky fingernail, but still.

And it's like. Man. Dude. Something something books holding memories in them. Maybe that's not precisely how the author meant it? But oh man absolutely.

[muffindaddystyles]

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒.

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐲/𝐧) 𝐱 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲.

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲: 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟!!!

𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠: 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞

Being a university kiddo isn't a joke you're one of it's victim and how insensitive it will sound but you worked as paparazzi because you were literally going homeless.

One buzzy night when Harry was just having a light environment get together with four of his friends in his London's home you were practically managing your bum on his kitchen's windows deck which was providing you the clear view of them just chillin' out.

You felt bad. A horrible person who goes on invadilating people's life but you've a contract of one more month and they need random ass photos of celebrities specifically Harry, else they'll conduct your money for which you worked late nights three months prior.

Your hands shook and you were about to tumble back into his garden many times because Harry had a great loving role in your life, you've been admiring him for years and this's completely out of your line. And you know he has a bodyguard who's monstrously taller than you and wouldn't take a second to kick you into jail.

An idiolising smile quirked up your lips seeing him in good mood sipping on his margaritas and you sigh debating whether you should do it or not.

You muttered a "fuck it" before snapping purposedly blurry photos and you were about to carefully jump down when your feet went into wrong place.

You tried to hold in your shriek when you rolled over the sink counter first then onto the floor, the fall was so painful it made you saw stars but you didn't cry even though they were fighting to spill out.

Everyone's head snapped at the chaos and Harry abruptly stood up striding towards the kitchen.

With the help of dining chair you were on your feet with a groan and you've a bleeding lip too. Harry's angry voice boomed through the walls, "What the actual fuck!?" He tilts his head towards you questioningly and you wrap yourself in your arms shrinking at his fierceness.

Now tears slipping down your cheeks like a never ending waterfall and you tried not to hiccup, sob or whimper.

"Who the hell are ya?" He's pissed. His friends remained quite watching the scenario from the living room and he's kinda feeling remorseful because a dainty girl in flared denims and a 𝙵.𝚁.𝙸.𝙴.𝙽.𝙳.𝚂 tee-shirt with blazing red embarrassed cheeks soaked with innocent tears, her protecting herself just from her arms from Harry as if he'll hurt her and lip bleeding so badly Harry was about to rush her to his washroom to clean it up.

But all in the end he kept his guard strong. Because this's from many times his privacy was being invalidated.

"I-m's...m'so sorry, Harry." You hiccuped in between your breaths and He arches his brows for if you got any further explanation for your actions.

"I'm not gonna lie to you. I was capturing your pictures sneakily from this window and w-when I was bout to go, slipped." He kind of found it cute how you said 'slipped' at the end but he let it go, before he would've said another thing you continued hastily.

"I just hate doing this. Hate invadilating people's privacy but I really really need money...you know..." You sob out gesticulating with your hands and everyone including Harry felt broken for you, "...I never wanted to do this. Never took single one of you since I've started this pathetic job and when I asked them that I want to leave they told me I can't until next month." At this Harry sighed loudly combing his hair back taking your arm and making your shaking body sit at the chair.

You couldn't stop sobbing. You feel so fuckin' pathetic you want to just kill yourself at the moment because everything's crashing down onto you just when you were infront of Harry Styles after sneaking on him, "Th-they told me that they need your pictures specifically else they'd conduct my money from previous." Harry pinches his bottom lip listening to you with full attention, his gaze a bit concerned.

"That's very disgustin' of them." He spats bitterly new-profound hatred for agencies enveloping him, "m..I'm so sorry. I'll delete 'em right infront of you." Your brought your camera infront of him with trembling hands but he wraps his fingers around your wrist to stop you.

"S'okay. I don't care, jus' have 'em and throw it to their faces." You shook your head and Harry's amused how caring you're for him even though you guys have never met, now he feels bad for shouting at you "no, please my morals will eat me alive. Can't do this to you." rubbing the back of your nose and in doing so you irritated your lips fingers getting all bloody. You didn't noticed you were bleeding until at the moment and your eyes widened. You hate blood it makes your nerves crawl.

"Oh my goodness." You gasp horrifically fingers vigorously trembling as you raised them to look at them clearly, your skin drained paler and Harry quickly stood up taking you with him to sink.

"S'okay, we all do mistakes sometimes. But you need it right now....can you duck down a little??" He asks you at the end while talking to you to divert your mind from the gor imaginations you were having in your brain.

He cups the water from running faucet bringing it to your lips cleaning your mouth with gentle rub of his soothing palms. His hands are calloused soft like cotton candy that tingles when it fuses on your tongue.

"I know what you're doin' isn't one of your very proud job but I can help you. Just take these pictures and ask me fo' more if they send you again until they set you free." He again makes you sit at the chair and you've calmed down better from before.

"S'not a big deal fo' me it's jus' pictures. I get annoyed when they're taken without m'permission." One his friends bought him a bottle of vaseline and he 'thanked' them before dipping his index inside the petroleum jelly, smudging it over your lips. You hissed at a certain nib and he gently shushed you, "Thank you Harry." You whispered bottom lip wobbling and he scrunched his nose at your cuteness.

"I really thought your tall bodyguard will drag me to jail." At first he thought you weren't serious but the frown and long stare of yours to his orange polished nails caused his heart to crack into pieces.

The thought of you getting scared like this multiple times, getting shouted and cursed at by celebrities, sometimes getting injured like this incident made him well...sad for you.

He stroked the back of your knuckles which are bruised too. He chuckled coarsely through his regret trying to lift the mood, "now..m'not that of a monster." He drawled out eyes flickering all over your head playfully which's lowered into shame.

You sniffled giggling through your tears standing up quickly, "I-should probably go. sorry once again...I'll try my best not to ever disturb you again." You bowed a little in an apologising way and Harry wanted to ask you to have a glass of milk to soothe the sting of your lip. He kinda wanted you to clash to him at sometimes again once he was out of his haze at what just happened.

"No problem, stay safe darlin'." He smiles at you and you at him this time he escorted you out through his main door. All his friends had a good laugh at what just happened; a girl almost breaking her bones in Harry's kitchen and him shouting at her only to scold her at the end to be careful when you sneak inside someone's house.

"Heyyyy." He throws his head annoyed when his friends found his timidness funny, "she was a nice lady, jus' little trapped into her situation."

The next week you were on his door this time knocking, one more guy waiting for you to bring Harry's pictures at the backstreet.

"Heya!" He was extra chirpy today no-wonder he had an album coming, "sorry." You muttered raising the camera that he would look at it clearly he got it what you want and grinned at you ushering you inside.

"S'alright. What do you wan' me to do?" You giggled when he made different postures one like an english girl, hand on his hip, arse in air and arm above his head enthusiastically.

"Not any of that, they should look random."

"Okay then. Move to m'garden." With a small hand on your waist he guided you to the same garden you sneaked in his house that day, "just pretend like you're doing something script-y type you know. You've an album comin' right?" He nods shushing his butterflies when you used your own words like 'script-y'.

He rushed to grab his journal sitting on stool pretending like he's writing something on it and both of you guffawed out breathily when your camera's snaps echoed, "perfect. Thank you Harry." You walked back inside and he was shining like a chime under lilac sun.

"Can I hug you?" You asked for his permission and he slinged his arm around you hugging you close to him. He was in love with your scent. It's roses and fresh water as if you bathed in rosy milk.

"Have a cup of tea, with me?" He asked you politely but you smiled, "another time. that piggy assistant of my agency is waiting for me at the backstreet."

"Didn't wanted him to know your address." You muttered swaying from one feet to another and Harry's eyes widened in amusement. He again hugged you taking you a bit by surprise but you wrapped your arms around his neck tipping on your toes for the proper embrace.

.

To that day and this you're his best friend more than that too living with him in his house because you just moved out from uni's dormetary and there was no good place to live so he offered you to live with him until.

It's been an YEAR now you're living along him because even though none of you wants to deny it you both kinda got addicted to eachother's presence and now it's hard to let go.

𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑢𝑦𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒.

He drags you to his friend's parties even though you feel so out of them. You remember when one time he practically threw you over his shoulder and in his car to a party at Kendall's house.

You were fuming for two reasons. First you were litreally in your pyjamas and bunny slip-ons, second Kendall recognized you and said in that mock tone "are you the same paparazzi girl that tripped while sneaking on me, right?" Harry was...well he didn't liked it at all. You're his bestfriend that he's wishing to keep for lifetime and he knows that phase of your life was the dying need of yours.

You weren't angry neither did you hide it. You nodded at her with sheer embarrassment in your eyes and you didn't had to tell Harry before he was taking both of you into his car driving home.

"Wish I could just remove that part of my life." You murmured sitting crossed legs on the wine rugged floor and Harry's head perked up at that while he handed you the glass of milk and cookies taking you in his lap.

"We all have that part in our life, don't care." You squished your face in the crook of his neck while he stroked your hair cooing softly into your ear, "moppet don't be sad, m'sorry. S'my fault." He kisses your head with little pecks and you giggled when he purposedly fanned his breath under your earlobe where you're most ticklish.

"Wanna play poker?" He pulls you and you bobbed your head.

He always do this. Always knows how to lift up your mood when the work load's sometimes too much. You guys give eachother's massages even though yours used to be so brutal but he didn't even said a word until one day you offered Sarah one and she squealed in a hiss.

He laughed it off as you looked at him horrified that you never cared if the massage was okay, blowing hits at him while he asked Jeff to stop you only to kiss your forehead when you pouted at him.

Both of you've feelings for eachother. Hardcore one but you refuse to let them out too scared to ruin what you've.

You guys fart in eachother's presence and take a piss with open doors. You guys are that close. When you're sprawled onto his bed without any conscious because he fucked you mercilessly last night and if the next morning you get periods making a whole damn map of Antarctica onto his white sheets he just wakes up gently not to startle you, sits you on couch for a moment quickly changes his sheets and tells you that he has brought pads, chocolates and teas for you hands you your panties ushering you inside the washroom.

You're so thankful for him. For his presence. His care for you and you just wants to return it, so you do in the form of endless cuddles at night, drunk deep talks at the rooftop, three kisses in total because he likes no more less than three before going to sleep. Making sure his coffee's perfectly brewed in the morning and you guys have enough maple syrup for his likeness.

You sometimes knits him cute balled shape gloves and bakes cookies for him, sometimes brings him dinner while you're with your girlfriends.

You guys are so domestic and in love but with friends tag that none of you've figured your feelings out.

You brought a date at home once. Drunkly kissing that guy but it was all ruined when that guy broke Harry's vase that you gifted him once. It woke Harry up and he wasn't even tiny bit of pleased with your swollen lips, watery eyes and black dress showing excessively more than he wanted.

The guy was litreally shocked to see Harry Styles walking out of one of the rooms and excused himself from you as if he saw the ghost.

He sternly arched his brow while you fumbled with your rings which are his's btw, there was a whole lecture of how you went to clubbing with your girls and came back with some random cheap guy, that you shouldn't drink so much because you forget how to function and that how sickly he was worried for you but you didn't picked his phone.

But when you opened your mouth for a good excuse he raised his index in the air shushing you like a daddy would do, "not under my roof, y/n" then when you complained you're a person too and desires sex. He grabbed your jaw smashing his lips on yours in a fervent kiss and fucked you raw against the leather wall of his living room with your dress still on.

From that day you're friends with extra benefits anyone could ask for.

Today he's out with his boys for a football match. You were watching friends reruns, your stuff toy under your armpit and the bowl full of popcorns in your lap. Everything was running when you drifted to deep sleep on the couch only to be woken up again due to loud impatient knocks.

Harry at the door shifting from one leg to another tucking his jeans down from over his crotch and you yawned loudly, "Harry? game's ov-" but you were cut off when grabbed your neck thumb under your ear and tilted his chin to kiss you deeply.

"So, fuckin' hard..." He hissed against your lips in urgency shutting the door with his feet and scurrying both of you to couch, "please pretty girl suck me off, want that so bad." He whined requesting nicely and you sighed rubbing sleep from your eyes.

"Okay then you owe me a breakfast in morning." He bobbed his head taking your hand to make you sit in between his legs, "anythin' fo' m'darlin'." He hissed grunting at the end throwing his head back on the cushions and your lips quirked up.

"Sure you went to watch football not porn?" You unzipped his fly and he raised his hips kissing your lips wetly, "what got my tarzan so rock hard, hmm?" You mumbled against his lips sucking at his bottom lip yanking his black jeans down till his ankles.

"You, please you." He whimpered when you palmed his visible prodding bulge through his boxers and the blush crept up your cheeks at his blabbering.

Sitting crossed-legs in between his open wide legs you stroked the inside of his thighs and he bucked his hips grinding his bulge agaisnt your face.

His thick member hit his lower abdomen when you fred it from his boxers, you raised a little elbows digging into his thighs tucking your nose under his eternity to lick his balls fondling with them.

"Oh fuck!" You pinned his hips down lazily taking your previous position, he's heavy and thick in your palm as you pumped him through lazy strokes.

You're extra clumsy when you wake up from sleep so your hands shook. the crown of his cock nudging your lips and chin making him moan out loud and he clenched his fingers from avoiding to just grab your cheeks and fuck your mouth.

"Yes. Pet daddy's little petal just take me, yeah?" He pushed your hair back making an eye contact with you and nodded you licked his head that sent him grunting.

You put your chin on his thigh near his knee looking at him with doe eyes admiring him when he was fully inside your mouth, "takes me so well, fuck." His hands maneuvered into your hair other lacing with yours ontop of his other thigh.

He pinched his eyes when you drooled all over his cock cheeks going shallow as you tried to suck some of your saliva down, you're lazy and in no mood to do some work so you murmured against his cock while tugging it furiously.

"Fuck my mouth daddy." You didn't had to say twice when he fisted your hair around his palm putting you in your place and fucking your mouth with speedy snaps of his hips.

"So fuckin' sloppy. Love it when ye' give me sloppy filthy heads." You hummed around him gagging when he pushed his cock to your throat pulling back to stroke him over your tongue when he saw your teary eyes, "hmm. not gonna last." His tummy with ferns rippled with ecastasy and you patted his thigh to give you access to his balls.

Your drool was tricking down till his base so you smudged it massaging his heavy blue balls getting his little whimpers in return and a "fuck baby. fuck me, please." You kept on fondling with his balls and the soft skin of his thighs palming his pelvis.

"Gonna cum in your mouth." You squeezed his hand eyelashes fluttering while he writhed under you and the last thrust of him inside your mouth caused him to fill your mouth with his cum.

With a whine he pulled out from your mouth and your eyes glinted as you straddled up his lap cradling his soft baby face in your hands. Moaning when he kissed you how lovers do, after that it was all sloppy you kissing him and you riding him throwing your head back giving him opportunity to splash blues on your throat to mark you his's.

"Oh daddy." You whimpered as he stretched his palm over your arched back your pelvis slapping his in an erotic noise. He was smiling at you litreally a genuine one.

He loves you so much. He knows you love him and he has thought of confessing it to you many times but he's scared to ruin what you've already have too precious.

"C'mon baby that's it, yeah there?" He circled your clitoris in pleasuring motions whispering in your ear, "use daddy." You moaned out sweetly holding his shoulders and before you know you hit the deep end of your pleasure in waves and kept on cumming while he kept on fucking you to your high.

"Ah!" You gasped alluringly when you came another time thrashing into his hold that he had to grasp the nape of your neck from falling back resting your temples against eachother.

"I-" 𝐼 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢. But he gulped his words back pecking your lips, "Is my baby sleepy?" He pouts at you pawing at your hips and you hummed letting your head fall onto his chest.

He slept in your bed that night after taking care of you, he didn't blinked taking in your afterglow, stroking the apple of your cheeks with the back of his knuckles, pecking your lips featherly murmuring sweet nothings he doesn't have guts to say to you when you are awake.

You all invited Harry's friends to have a breakfast at your guys home. Your living room was crowding with laughters and giggly chats as you flipped pancakes.

Everyone's head snapped at someone particular stepping inside the living room, they all smiled at her and she hugged Harry almost kissing him on his lips. You were busy inside reminiscing another story of you to Sarah of you playing poker with Harry and him loosing to you treating you with your favourite chocolates.

One of your friends came inside with pity eyes and when you questioned her with the the tilt of your head she shook her head smiling at you.

Your beaming grin vanished when your eyes fell over Harry with his arm slinged over a women with blonde hair and fuckin' beautiful you could've ever imagined.

"Meet y/n my bestfriend. We live together." He told her proudly and her smiled wavered into frustrated one.

"Hi." You greeted her shyly ignoring the fact you're hurting so bad, "c'mon have a seat." You ushered her gulping the cobweb of tears when she took your seat one beside Harry but you shrugged it off sitting along Mitch.

You gathered everyone here with the thought of you maybe sharing the idea that you should move out but now it's decided that you indeed's moving out. This's your jealousy and hurt all in one decision.

"Guys..." You cleared your throat voice as if nothing's happening to you replacing the haze in your irirses with playfullness.

When you got everyone's attention you announced "I'm moving out." making Harry choke on his waffles, "no the fuck you're not." He grunted as the girl he brought with him made him sip his water.

"We need to talk." He spoke curtly and everyone looked at both of you with curiosity. They all want you to be together so bad.

"Harry-" You hissed when he dragged you inside the kitchen like a child you pouted your lower lip craning your head not to look at him, "what the fuck you're talkin' you never discussed it before hand with me?"

"I think it's time for me to move out." You whispered bottom lip wobbling and he's connecting dots on your hasty decision, "not when I exist." He said smugly trapping you between the counter and him.

"Does it matter? Go back to your girl." You muttered pinching your nose and he stepped back looking at you as if you grew two heads.

He laughed loudly holding his sides bending and slamming the counter. "What." You murmured and he pointed at you shutting his eyes tight.

"You're jealous." You quickly smacked his arm saying in high pitch, "no. I'm not!!" You squealed surprisingly when he grabbed you harshly and everyone's ears outside perked up either thinking you guys are fighting or fucking.

He cupped your cheeks kissing you with amiablity that only lovers hold for eachother, murmuring with a whine inside your mouth with each nibble "but baby you're my girl."

You looked at him accusingly and he scrunches his nose at how adorable you're looking being angry at him, "you're always gonna be my baby even the mother of my babies." You scoffed not knowing if he's joking with you.

His eyes hooded with affection and he again cupped your neck tilting your chin to his level by his thumbs, "m'serious y/n. I love you so fuckin' much." You gasped loudly which was caught by his parted lips.

"You do?" You're feeling like it's a dream. "I do very much." He pecked your lips again and again making you sob at the same counter you sobbed when you first had him.

"I love you too." Harry's heart forget to breath when he heard those words in your sweetness and he pushed you closer to him murmuring in your hair, "say it again."

"I love you. Love you. Love you. Love-" But you were cut off when he kissed you deeply with a whine never letting you go.

He explained you that the new guest's just one of his friend's friends she forced them to hang out even though they protested and with him tucking you under his armpit you both stepped outside of kitchen.

"We're together." You announced loudly and all of the people at table rolled their eyes.

"You guys were from litreally two years." They teased you but after that showered you in hugs and kisses.

Life's good with Harry.

[the100oneshots]

Good News - Bellamy Blake Imagine

Bellamy Blake x Reader

Word Count: 966

Warnings: minor captivity holding, pregnancy

Separated from the rest of the 48. You didn’t even know if they were alive. You never got the welcoming party, you never left the white room. The bump was growing. There was a child inside you.

You were given medication by the doctors in Mount Weather. They were somewhat lenient to your condition. You were just their experiment. You knew that.

Once the baby was born, it was to be taken away, tested on. Your DNA and the radiation filled ground. Endless possibilities, they’d say.

You never got the chance to tell him.

You had imagined it so well. Before all the chaos, you’d meet him in his tent, be the bearer of good news. He’d crack his famous smile, jump of joy and hug you.

It all happened so fast. The battle. The infiltration of the grounders. The red smoke, and now the white room, population of 2.

The recovery didn’t happen as fast. It was a slow and endearing process. Just because you were unseen, didn’t mean you couldn’t hear. You heard the footsteps; the Mount Weather guard fighting to protect their home. The rattling cages, you were right near the grounder prison.

You had heard Bellamy’s voice. Whether it was real or in your head it didn’t matter. He kept you going, as well as the baby. The visits from the doctor stopped. You figured the Ark had taken over, and you knew it was for the best that you were left abandoned.

You knew Bellamy would’ve searched every room he could see for you. But the restricted level was unknown to most, and considering you assumed none survived, you’d be left behind.

It’d been a few hours since you last heard a footstep. So when the door handle rattled, you jumped. There was muffling behind the door you couldn’t decipher, but one thing you didn’t miss was the yelling of Monty’s name.

“Get us in.” Was yelled after. It was barely audible, but you heard it. “Hey!” You yelled back, hoping to get there attention. Your voice was hoarse, and they didn’t hear, you knew. You ran up tot he little window. You saw Abby.

“Let me out!” You uncleared your throat and ran to the door. “Abby let me out! Help me!” You continued. “(Y/N), you’re alive?”

“Yeah and like probably in need for a check up, Abby. They didn’t exactly take into consideration my need to to feed for 2 in here.” You joked back.

The door clicked. You stood back for it to swing open. There stood Abby, and a few guards. “Keep going down the hallway, check every room.” She ordered.

You ran and hugged her. You hadn’t had human contact with a decent human being in a long time. She hugged you back. You weren’t close, but acquaintances. “Well hello little one.” She pulled away looking at your bump.

“How far a long are you?”

“Just over 3 months maybe.”

“And the father?”

“Bellamy.” You said. The name was so foreign from your tongue. You hadn’t seen him, only dreamt. “Well isn’t he going to be happy when he sees you.” She chuckled. You eyes widen. “He’s alive?” You ask.

“Very much so, upstairs I think.” She smiled, which however faded as you started to sway. She caught you as you fell. You’d passed out.

The next thing you could remember after that was opening your eyes for a split second as you were transported on a makeshift stretcher, and seeing Bellamy’s face in the top level of Mount Weather.

. . .

Eyes open, you saw metal again. You sat up urgently. You sighed of relief, you were in the Ark. In the Ark, what?

You placed your bare feet on the cold metal floor. You just longed to be outside. You had been changed into regular clothes rather than the hospital gown you were wearing in Mount Weather. The place seemed extinct of any one. You even made it to an exit without seeing a single soul.

Your feet touched the ground. You looked around, it was quiet. There were some people working, but most resting and chillin.

He was the first to notice. It’s as if he’d sensed you get out of bed. It was as if he had the wind taken out of him when he saw you, and your progressive bump. He dismissed himself from the conversation and slowly walked over to you. “Shouldn’t you be resting?” He said snickering, knowing your reaction.

Your head snapped, and a huge smile erupted onto your face. You screamed his name and with all your power jumped into his arms. He caught you effortlessly, even though you were a bit heavier because of the baby.

You buried your face into his neck, and he hugged you so tightly. You didn’t seem as if you were going anywhere, so he chuckled and walked back into medical. Abby was going crazy when she found your empty bed, but stopped fussing when she saw you in Bell’s arms. She nodded, and left.

“I thought I lost you.” He whispered, placing you on your bed. He bought up a chair. “I thought I lost you.” You responded. “But you were always there with me.” You smiled, bringing your hands to your bump. He almost cried.

You clasped his hands in yours, and bought it to your stomach. “We’re gonna be parents, Bell.” There was that famous moment. He did crack his famous smile, he did jump for joy, and he did hug you. He jumped on to your bed and hugged you so tightly, but then not to tight.

The thought of being a parent, excited Bellamy. But what he loved most about this situation, was having a child, with the one he loved most dearly in the world.

[itsdjjones]

With You | DJ & Parker

TAGGING: @notpeterxparker & @itsdjjones

TIME: Thursday Night 5/25

PLACE: DJ’s apartment

NOTES: DJ and Parker chillin like always acting all domestic. But they are “just friends” okay? Eventually having them decide that Parker should move in.

DJ Thursday night and DJ was in the kitchen of his apartment with his best friend Parker. The two were inseparable. So much so, that people always assumed they were dating. His roommates were out for the night and it was just the two of them making food. It wasn't unusual to have Parker there and the two of them acting super domestic together. She was always at the apartment and DJ didn't mind. He liked having her there. "I still think we should have made two dozen cookies tonight. One for you and a twenty three for me because I cannot control myself." he laughed and teased her as he opened the fridge to find them something to drink.

Parker smiled as she shook her head and let out a laugh before she smacked his arm. "Rude and no wonder why the workers were watching us close today." She teased as she leaned against the counter and unwrapped her sucker she had bought. She was glad that she had the night off from the club. Or she wouldn't be here for dinner. She liked spending time with DJ, of course they gotten mistaken for being a couple but she didn't mind since she enjoyed his company. She tossed the wrapper away, brushed her pink hair away from her face and went back making dinner. "Though, I happened to sneak some dessert in without you noticing."

DJ rolled his eyes. "Okay but I wanted cookies....wait what dessert? The sucker you're eating is not dessert Parks." he laughed as he poured them some water for dinner. He finished dinner with her and they walked towards the couch to sit down and chill. He rested his legs up on the coffee table as he switched on Netflix. "What do you wanna watch?" He asked as he looked over at her. DJ looked back at the screen and flipped through the selection of movies and tv shows. "I've been rewatching Stranger Things...again" he laughed.

Parker laughed as she chewed on it and tossed the stick away. "Oh I know, but I brought homemade brownies." She said before she told him thank you and placed her legs onto his legs before she thought about what to watch. "Stranger things is great and sometimes you have to prepare yourself for the second season." She laughed and glanced at the selection. "What kind of mood are you in?"

DJ gasped when she said she brought brownies. "You did? You know I seriously love you right?" He laughed. Parker put his hand on top of her legs that rested in his lap and he smiled. This was content for him. "Right? I mean you can never be too prepared I always say." DJ shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe comedy? Not sure. What about you?" He asked, glancing over at her.

Parker laughed as she nodded. "I do but I love hearing it." She said before she relaxed. She saw his hand on top of her legs, feeling comfortable and content. "Nope, you cant." She shrugged and glanced over at him. "I'm down for a comedy."

DJ nodded. "Comedy it is." He looked back at the tv and found a movie for them to watch. He pressed play and as the movie went on, aimlessly watched and spent time looking at his phone. It was a movie they had both seen and mostly it was just background noise at this point. DJ all the sudden tossed one of the couch pillows at her and he smirked. "I went on a date today" he said realizing he hadn't even told her about his date with Lucia.

Parker pulled out her phone and started to play Bubble Witch Saga 3 once she saw him pulled his phone out. She was into the game so much, she let out a gasp when she felt the pillows at her. "Oh you did?" She asked as she exited out the game after she tossed the pillow back at him. "With whom?"

DJ "Lucia Lopez" He said. "She seemed cool but I'm not sure if its gonna go anywhere. Or if I want it to. Maybe there's something wrong with me." he laughed lightly, but was completely serious. "We went to the lake and the arcade though and got pizza. It was fun. Just reminded me how much I miss that arcade" he chuckled and sighed.

Parker raised an eyebrow, knowing the girl since they both are nerds. "Nah, there's nothing wrong with you DJ. She's cool, maybe it doesn't click between you two?" She suggested as she propped her head with her hand and listened to him. "That sounds like a fun date and yeah, have to revisit it sometime soon."

DJ "I guess" DJ shrugged and thought about how much he got along with Parker than Lucia. They clicked very fast when they met. "Yeah it was fun. Oh well, at least we'll be friends though now right?" He smiled at her. "Anyways, yeah I forgot to tell you that." DJ was always telling Parker everything. She was the person that really knew him the best. Maybe even better than he knew himself. She knew him before he found his faith and he was seen as this big player. Everything changed when DJ started going to church and reading the bible, except Parker. She was the one thing that was ever constant in his life.

Parker returned the smile as she agreed with a nod. "Right, another friend you can tease." She said and nodded once more. "It's okay, I forgive you." She took in his appearance, glad who he was and how far he had came. She had seen him changed, from a player to someone who had grown and she was so proud of him. She knew that she couldn't live without him in her life.

DJ "no but you're my favorite to tease. Always." He smiled and poked her cheek playfully. "Maybe I'm just destined to grow old with you and will be in our rocking chairs, single and alone and yelling at kids to get off our lawn." He laughed. DJ could never imagine life without Parker. She was his rock. He scooted closer to her and wrapped his arms around her. "You know I love you right?" He asked. Something DJ said often to her.

Parker playfully rolled her eyes when she felt him poked her cheek and smiled as he talked. "Maybe, and that would be perfect because we can get a dog. I would also bake, a ton of desserts. We have to do it!" She said through her laughter. She snuggled into him when he scooted her closer to him. "I do, and you know that I love you?" She asked as she cupped his cheek gently.

DJ "We should get a dog now, I mean who are we kidding?" He shrugged. "We're gonna get so fat" DJ laughed and he looked at her when the girl touched his face. "Really? Wow I thought you totally hated me. I mean why else would you be here all the time?" he joked and fake scoffed. DJ kissed her temple and he smiled. "No but seriously we should get a dog." He said changing the subject back to dogs. Typical.

Parker nodded as she agreed, matter as well. "Ourselves." She replied as she glanced up at him and laughed as she shook her head. "Nope, we're going to be working out every day." She met his eyes as he looked at her and shook her head with a smile before she cuddled into him. "I could never hate you." She felt him kissed her temple and let out a sigh as she wrapped an arm around him. "We should, also. We should just move in together because we hang out a lot together."

DJ pulled away from her for a moment at her suggestion. "Wait really?" he asked. "You should. I mean we have the extra room. It's not that crazy of an idea Parks." He shrugged. "You just gotta deal with what's his face taking all the hot water" he laughed, speaking about his roommate. "Move in." DJ smiled. "You basically live here anyways."

Parker glanced up at him when he pulled away and looked at him. "Would it be okay with your roommates if I moved in?" She asked as she thought about how much gas she would be saving, along with money. "Pfft, I can deal with that. Besides, I can always beat him to the shower." She grinned when he mentioned move in and nodded. "Okay, I'll move in." She kissed his cheek with a smile. "And we don't have to figure out days who gets the dog."

DJ laughed and he smiled at her. "I don't know why we never thought of this before" he said pulling her closer. "I mean seriously." DJ was really excited to have Parker move in. He hoped it didn't effect their friendship but he wasn't too worried about it. "True. You wanna go to the shelter tomorrow? We can pick out a furry friend and then we can start packing your stuff." He smiled at her.

Parker shrugged and looked at him still. "I don't know why either." She replied and felt him pulled her closer. "Okay." She was beyond excited for this to happen. She had a feeling it wasn't going to effect their friendship. "Yes! I don't work tomorrow or Saturday, so Im basically yours for those two days." She matched his smile and wanted to do a happy dance. "And I don't have that much since I rented out a room."

DJ "Yeah we could probably knock it out in a day" he smiled. "Okay tomorrow we can pack and then Saturday we can go get the dog. Just so we don't have a dog running around when we're trying to move stuff you know" DJ smiled at her. He moved away from her arms as he stood up to put their paper plates in the trash. "I'll text the guys though and let them know" he said pulling his phone out of his back pocket. "So you gonna stay the night tonight?" he asked wondering if she had to go to work. DJ wasn't super fond of the work that Parker did but he tried to be supportive. He just knew she was much better than that. She deserved better than that and somehow DJ wanted to take care of her.

Parker "We can." She grinned and nodded as he talked, knowing that he was right. "Not only that, having the chance of the dog running away and us chasing after it. Then we can go shopping for the dog." She moved away when he did, took a sip of water before she told him thank you when he threw away the paper plates. "Okay and I should do the same for my roommates." She pulled out her phone, exited out of the game and nodded. "Yeah, someone said that they could take my shift tonight since they need the extra money." She knew her work was kind of a slightly hard subject between the two but she had to do to make a living and she didnt bring her work home with her.

DJ "coool" DJ said slowly. He put his phone back and nodded towards her. "I'm gonna shower and get out of these jeans. We should watch something else. This got real boring" he laughed and gestured towards the tv. "You can wear that shirt that you like tonight if you want" DJ knew that Parker liked that one shirt of his and she would usually wear it when she slept over. He stripped off his shirt and walked towards the bathroom to shower real quick.

Parker placed her phone onto the table and stretched a bit. "I agree and sweet, thank you." She slipped off her shoes and headed into DJ's room to grab the shirt. She slipped off her pants, placed her shirt on top of her pants and slipped on the shirt. She headed back out, grabbed the remote and looked through the selections.

DJ showered quickly and he came back out to the living room with boxers and a tshirt on, ready for bed whenever they decided to sleep. "Find anything good?" he asked as she sat back down next to her, smelling fresh and clean. DJ had to admit he loved it when she wore his shirts. He would be lying if he said she wasn't completely gorgeous but they have always just been friends, nothing more. Even if sometimes they'd cuddle in bed and do couple stuff. It was all platonic. At least that's what DJ thought.

Parker smelled the body wash he used and smiled when he sat back down next to her. "I did. Riverdale. It's a mixture between Twin Peaks and other shows. Or, we can watch Sausage Party with a chance us losing our brain cells?" She asked as she glanced over at him. She had always loved when she smelled his body wash after the shower and took in his appearance. She couldn't deny that he was handsome, she had eyes but at least everything they did was platonic. At least she kept telling herself. "Or we can watch Tropic Thunder?"

DJ raised his eyebrows. "Well I'm gonna pass on Sausage Party" he laughed. "The other ones sound good though. I haven't watched Riverdale before." He moved his arms to the back of the couch behind her. "Whatever you wanna watch I'm cool with." DJ smiled at her, content in spending time with her. He thought of how it would be when she moved in. They'd probably have way too much fun together.

Parker nodded as she agreed. "Good choice." She laughed and raised an eyebrow. "Well, then we're going to watch it." She gotten more comfortable as he moved his arms and returned the smile. "Tropic Thunder, then Riverdale?" She suggested, not wanting to move from her spot and knew there would be a lot more of this when she moves in.

DJ pulled her into his arms and he watched the tv with her for the rest of the night. It was a typical night for them but DJ loved every minute. After hours of Netflix DJ had fallen asleep there on the couch with her in his arms. Wouldn't be the first time this ever happened but DJ didn't care. He was comfortable and content with her there.