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mynotsohealthyobsession · 9 months ago

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Hello, I like the stories you create, especially the one about Bloodbound. Can you create a story about Adrian Raines, MC, and Zuri again? Thank you!

Hi darling! Thank you so much for your kind words! I'm truly happy you enjoy them! And... Omg, it's like you read my mind! I just finished this piece of them and let me tell you, be ready for an overdose of cuteness! lol (Or at least that it's how it felt while writing it!) I just love them together! Here hoping you enjoy it!

First birthday

Pairing: Adrian Raines x MC x OC Zuri (their daughter)

Warning: Just a tiny bit of angst but fluff fluff fluff!

Words: 1.133

As always, tagging in the reblog!

Amy turned around on the bed, surprised to see the absence of Adrian's arm around her and his side of the bed empty. She hadn't heard the baby monitor go off so she knew Zuri hadn't disturbed his sleep. She stood up and walked towards the baby's room first. When she pushed open the ajar door, a little smile blossomed on her face, watching Adrian attentively looking at their little girl. She tip-toed up to him and hugged his waist from behind, kissing his nape.

"Is she okay? I didn't hear her cry." Amy whispered as he turned, holding her back and kissing her forehead.

"She's fine, love. I woke up and took the opportunity to check on her."

"And you? Do you feel alright?"

"Everything is just perfect." She studied him for a bit before gently cupping his cheek, making him look at her. Zuri's first birthday would be in a couple of days and Amy was pretty sure what was going on in his mind.

"We are okay. Nothing bad is going to happen to her. Or me." Adrian paused for a moment with a serious expression, before sighing, his shoulders slumped a little and his brows knitting together.

"It scares me to think that history repeats itself. To lose everything I love again."

"It won't." She knew that he had lost his son just a few days after his first birthday.

"I will mentally torture anyone that even tries to touch her." His hands squeezed her involuntarily. "They can ask Gaius how that feels." He quietly chuckled, a bit of tension smoking away from him. "I promised you, when I woke up, that you will never lose me again. Let me add something to that promise." Their eyes fixed to each other, intensely and profoundly. "You are not going to lose her either, Adrian."

"It just… You two are everything to me." His voice was low but filled with emotion, directing his gaze back at Zuri, still asleep in her crib. "My whole world."

"Do you trust me?" He turned to her, surprised at the question.

"You know I trust you more than anyone or anything, Amy."

"Then trust me when I say that nothing bad is going to happen."

"I'll try, my love." She brushed his cheek with her lips before detangling from his hold. "But it's not easy…"

"Of course it's not. But you have to try." Slowly and tenderly, she lifted Zuri from the crib, careful to not wake her, leaning her on her shoulder. Her little arms rested on her chest, her mouth slightly open while Amy gently patted her back. "You deserved to enjoy every second with her, to not be worried or scared." He kissed Zuri's small head.

"Believe me, I am." Careful to not disturb the baby, he sweetly took Amy's lips with his. "I love you, my eternity."

"Almost eleven years together and you still sound as cheesy as the first time." She said with a little smirk as he silently chuckled and leaned his head against hers. "I love you too, handsome."

"As if you don't like it." Adrian winked at her.

"Of course I do. I mean, there's a reason I married you." Zuri moved against her causing Amy to tighten her hold a little more. "Let's go back to bed. This lady can sleep with us for a few days." She moved to the door, quietly walking to their bedroom, Adrian turned off the dim light and followed her. Carefully, she lowered Zuri's tiny frame onto the bed, laying her down in the space between them. Amy smiled at her as she caressed her cheek with the back of her finger, getting comfortable beside her. "Having her in our lives still amazes me sometimes.”

"I know the feeling. She's positively extraordinary." He gently and protectively rested his hand on her belly, his thumb stroking her tummy below the soft light pink onesie with the print of a joystick and the quote 'Player 3 has joined the game' that Lily had given her. Amy moved her finger, leading it inside the tiny loose fist, holding her hand, and kissed the side of her head until she fell asleep once more, her face almost touching Zuri's.

Adrian stood awake a long time, simply observing them, hearing their steady heartbeats and the soothing rhythm of their breathing. He knew Amy was right, after all it had been years since something dangerous had happened to them but no matter how hard he tried, the uneasiness was still there. Zuri gave a little kick with her right leg and he smiled at her. When they had decided to start the adoption process, he knew he would love them no matter what but he hadn't expected it would be this much. At that time, he had noticed how worried Amy had been for him, trying not to make him feel they were replacing his first family. And he loved her for that, even more than he already did.

Zuri's cry called his attention. He picked her up, activating the bottle warmer with the remote, going to the kitchen so Amy could keep sleeping. He checked her diaper just in case but it was completely clean.

"Sh sh, beautiful. It's almost done." He rocked her a bit, waiting the last two minutes until the bottle was ready, kissing her forehead. He took the bottle, offering it to her, smiling when she vigorously drank it, her bright eyes glued at him. "You and your mom are equally enthusiastic about food." Her gulps continued like that for a little while, becoming gradual until it finally stopped. Adrian left the almost empty bottle in the sink and gently leaned her over his shoulder, clapping her back softly, waiting for her burp. The little belch echoed in the kitchen, making him smile, and wiped her mouth with the towel he was holding. He gently lay her over his arm, calmly passing around, until her eyelids flushered, beginning to close again. "Time for bed, little angel." He returned to the bedroom, grinning at Amy profoundly asleep. By the time he sat her down on the mattress, her cute snores had begun again. He took the hem of the cover and pulled it up, making sure that neither of them were cold. As he looked at them he thought of all the years of darkness and pain, all the times that he had felt empty or lost. Of course he would never forget those years but… If it meant being this incredibly happy again, he would definitely go through all that again. Because they are definitely worth it. As his own eyelids started to close, a smile curved his lips up, noticing how Amy's finger, somehow, was in Zuri's grasp again.

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kinda-iconic · 4 months ago

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Summer Nights

Author's note: Started off as a drabble (was in need of some fluff); turned into something more.

Words: 1800+

Pairing: Adrian Raines x Human!MC (Amy)

Tagging: @bloodboundismylife @choicesfannatalie22

Don't know who else to tag, nowadays.

Amid the summer months, Amy was not known to spend her nights confined inside the sanctity of her apartment. Instead, she often found solace at Adrian’s penthouse, the city’s skyline providing her with a newfound comfort that her own simply could not provide.

Last night was no exception.

A trickle of golden light illuminates her features, the radiant warmth of sunrise gracing her skin with an iridescent glow. A soft groan escapes her as she reaches up, her forearm sleepily draping over her face; she lays like that for a moment, basking in the tranquil embrace of morning before slowly sitting up, silken bedsheets falling to rest above her thighs. Amy smiles softly, placing her hand amidst the rays, tilting her head as she admires her fingers from afar.

A strong arm wraps itself around her waist, drawing her further into their embrace. Amy shakes her head in amusement, tracing her fingertips across its surface. She inclines her head towards her companion, leaning down just enough to press a tender kiss to his temple, her voice soft and comforting.

“I need to get out of bed, Adrian.”

He shakes his head despondently, expressing his displeasure with a pout, brows creasing slightly as he slowly opens his eyes, smiling drowsily up at her.

She giggles softly, carefully caressing his face in between her palms.

“I need to go.”

He groans, shaking his head once more, his arm constricting around her midsection.

“No.”

“Adrian…”

He lazily pulls himself flush against her, burying his face in her side, his warm breath ghosting her skin.

“Call them and say that you’re sick,” he murmurs.

“And what would I say?”

“Tell them that you have the flu,” he mumbles groggily, his nose wrinkling as it encounters the hem of her pyjama top.

“They’ll never believe that.”

“They will if you cough a couple of times,” he turns over, resting his head on his forearm as he gazes up at her, his expression softening as his eyes befall hers; he reaches up, his knuckles grazing the nape of her neck as he speaks with conviction, his next utterance spoken with jest. “A little sniffle here and there…an occasional cough…”

“Are you encouraging me to pull a sickle?”

“If it means that I get to keep you in my arms a little bit longer…”

She playfully pats his chest; a mischievous laugh escaping him as his fingers enclose around her wrist, drawing her closer. They look at one another for a moment before he leans in, capturing her lips in a tender kiss, their bodies entwining as he carefully pushes her back down onto the bed, a soft gasp leaving her as her back connects with the mattress. He kisses her once more, his hands grasping onto her waist before moving down to her hips, his kisses growing more impatient as they trail along her jaw and neck. She closes her eyes, truly enjoying the moment…

“Is that Mr Harrison?”

Her eyes open, widening in disbelief as they fall upon Adrian, who remains in place, a triumphant smirk blossoming on his features…

…holding her mobile to his ear.

“Adrian!”

She reaches for her phone, but he manages to block her, lightly swatting at her hand every time she attempts to retrieve the phone.

“Unfortunately-“ she makes a second attempt for the device, but is swiftly deterred as he pins her wrists to her stomach; once she has ceased, he continues, “Amy is unable to come into the office today.”

“Adrian-”

“She woke up with a fever this morning. A slight cough, blocked nose…the usual…”

He looks down at her once more, just to be met with a feigned scowl. He chuckles quietly, his grin widening as he returns his attention back to the call, listening to the man on the other end of the line.

“Uhuh…uhuh…yes, I’ll…I’ll let her know. Thank you, Sir.”

Adrian ends the conversation, tossing the phone across the bed.

"Clyde hopes that you make a speedy recovery."

“You’re unbelievable.”

“But you love it.”

He nuzzles her shoulder, pulling back just enough so that he can see her face.

“Looks like you’re stuck with me for the rest of the day, after all.”

She shakes her head in disbelief, the corner of her mouth curving upward.

“You are full of surprises, Mr Raines.”

“That I am,” he kisses her forehead before wrapping her in his arms, his chin resting in the crook of her neck, “that’s why you love me.”

“I can think of a hundred reasons, but…sure. Let’s go with that.”

He lets out a contented sigh, holding her close to his chest as he begins to sing.

“Look at the stars…look how they shine for you-“

She turns abruptly, regarding him with a quirked brow.

“Serenading me with Coldplay, huh?”

“I’ll serenade you with anything you want,” he beams, sliding the strap of her pyjama top down her forearm, exposing her shoulder; he presses his lips against her skin, exhaling softly as he moves to repeat this action on her adjacent side, “Coldplay…Taylor Swift…you name it, I sing it.”

“What about the Beatles?”

He hums his approval, “especially the Beatles.”

She closes her eyes, leaning back as he begins to pepper kisses along her collarbone.

“Which one?”

“Which song did you have in mind?” He replies quickly, “I know them all.”

“I am happy with whichever song you choose.”

“Careful now,” he collects her hair into his fist, draping it over her right shoulder as he regards her inquisitively, “or I might bless you with your very own concert…” he pauses momentarily, grazing the pad of his thumb across her bottom lip, “live from the comfort of our bed.”

“Well, I am ill…” she smiles coyly; he returns the gesture, their shared happiness evident in the gentleness of his touch as he cups her chin with his palm, his gaze drifting down to her mouth.

“Maybe too ill to attend this performance.”

“I might need to see a doctor.”

He places his hand on her forehead just to briskly remove it, feigning a wince.

“You definitely have a temperature.”

“Oh?” She tilts her head, “and what do you intend to do about cooling me down?”

“Who said anything about cooling down?”

She tuts, swatting his chest.

“Smooth.”

“I thought that was more presumptuous than flirtatious, personally.”

“It can be whatever you want it to be,” she rests her head on his shoulder, “do we have any waffles left?”

“I brought a new pack yesterday.”

“Good,” she rubs her stomach, “because I am in need of sugary goodness.”

Amy begins to move towards the edge of the bed, but Adrian beats her to it, gently easing her back down onto the covers.

“You think I’m going to let my sick girlfriend get her own breakfast?” He walks over to the dresser, collecting a fresh pair of joggers; he starts to dress himself, only stopping to pass her a bottle of water from the side, “what kind of boyfriend would that make me?”

“A busy one?”

“I’m never too busy for you.”

He walks back towards her, pressing a loving kiss to the top of her head.

“I’ll be right back.”

He disappears into the kitchen, the door closing quietly behind him. As the silences settles in, Amy moves over to the window, opening the curtains slightly as she admires the city down below, a soft warmth enveloping her a mere moment later as Adrian embraces her from behind, waffle in hand. He passes it to her with a smile, kissing her temple.

“You can’t be in the sunshine,” she frowns, “you’ll burn.”

“A few seconds won’t hurt,” he whispers softly, following her gaze to the busy streets, “besides, if it means that I get to share in this moment with you, then I shall remain here until I am nothing more than a pile of ash.”

“Please don’t say that.”

“You’re right,” he sighs, “just think of the cleaning bill you’d have for this rug.”

“Adrian!”

He laughs heartily, “I’m only joking.”

She nudges him slightly, taking a small bite of her waffle, “you really should get in the shade, though.”

He shakes his head.

“Just a little bit longer.”

The pair remain like that for a minute more, neither one able to take their eyes off the beautiful sunrise before them. It is only when Adrian speaks that the silence is broken, replaced with a feeling of melancholy.

“I think that was the first sunrise that I have seen in a while.”

“Do you miss it?”

“Sometimes,” he pauses as if lost in thought, but it isn’t long before he returns his attention back to her, his once sad demeanour replaced with one of gratitude, “but why should I mourn my mortality when I have been blessed with something even more precious in return?”

“What’s that?”

“You,” he smiles lovingly down at her, “I love you, Amy.”

“And I you,” she replies, holding her breakfast up to his mouth; he takes a generous bite, eliciting a soft smile on his behalf, “more than you know.”

"And I will be eternally grateful for that."

He exhales, placing a comforting hand on the small of her back.

“I would like to spend more time with you.”

“You already do,” she beams up at him, “we’re pretty much inseparable now.”

“Do you think that it is too much?” He questions, a sudden vulnerability seeping into his tone, “I don’t want to stop you from living your life.”

“My life is a lot more exciting with you in it.”

“Do you mean that?”

She nods, her demeanour one of reassurance and compassion, “I wouldn’t say it if it wasn’t true.”

“Even if it means that we can’t do anything during the daylight hours?”

“I’m more of a night owl, anyway.”

He grins sheepishly; she reaches upwards, the pad of her thumb tracing along the curve of his jaw.

“I work at nights, remember? Being your PA and all.”

“Unless a certain Mr Harrison requires your assistance,” he replies comically, “did he not need your guidance opening a document on his computer last week?”

She shakes her head; Adrian’s brows crease in befuddlement.

“Is that not the story?”

“He never got that far.”

“I…I’m afraid that I don’t - ”

“He didn’t know how to turn the computer on.”

He opens his mouth to speak, but his words fail him. His shock elicits a chuckle from Amy, her attention never straying from his face.

“Not what you expected, huh?”

“And he is…”

“One of your new IT guys.”

“Ah,” he grimaces, cupping the back of his neck, “maybe I should ensure that he receives adequate training, seeing as that is his job and all.”

“He’s a nice man.”

“Who doesn’t know how to turn a computer on, apparently.”

“I think he was overwhelmed.”

“That’s a possibility,” he appears hesitant, as if unsure as to how he should continue, “I’ll get on that tomorrow.”

She greets him with a puzzled look, uncertain.

“Are you not at work tonight?”

“Oh no,” he playfully swats the back of her thigh, causing her to gasp in surprise, “I have a sick girlfriend to look after.”

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