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๐๐๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ก, ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐จ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ง ๐๐ข๐ง๐ :
๐ป๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐ | ๐ฑ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ถ๐ญ๐ช โ ๐พ๐ฐ๐ท
[๐ฌ๐๐๐๐๐๐] [๐ท๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐]
Aurora has always been a lonely and imaginative young woman, always reading about faraway realms, fantastical creatures and cruel and heartless kings.
After an argument with Harry, her younger brother, the young woman asks the Goblins; magical creatures that kidnap children to take their little brother. At her request, the King of the Goblins, a character in one of Aurora's books, kidnaps the little boy. Repentant, the young woman will have to face a labyrinth and rescue her brother before the thirteen hours are up to prevent him from being turned into a Goblin forever and she, being imprisoned in the king's castle.
๐๐จ๐ก๐ง ๐๐ฅ๐๐ฒ๐ฅ๐จ๐๐ค:
๐ช๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐ | ๐ฑ๐๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐บ๐๐๐พ๐๐๐๐๐!๐ฎ๐ต! ๐น๐๐๐
๐๐ โ ๐ป๐ฉ๐จ [๐๐๐-๐๐๐๐]
As a lonely and melancholic vampire widow, John decides to drown some of his painful memories of his beloved deceased wife Miriam, in a sensual and desperate sex worker with an unhealthy attraction for death and danger.
๐ฐ ๐พ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฉ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐บ๐๐๐๐ | ๐ซ๐๐๐!๐ท๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐!๐ฑ๐๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐บ๐๐๐
๐๐๐!๐ญ๐๐!๐น๐๐๐
๐๐ โ ๐ถ๐ ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐ [๐๐๐-๐๐๐๐]
John Blaylock is the perfect history teacher, he's smart, patience, kind and devilish handsome. One day, during a particularly boring class, he feels the unmistakable sentiment of someone staring eyes on him, and his sparkling blue eyes lay down on you. A shy young woman in the bottom of the class, when she is catching looking at him, she blushes strongly. At that moment, John has a very mischievous idea.
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๐ป๐๐ฆ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐ :
๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐ | ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐!๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐ฑ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐บ๐๐๐
๐๐๐!๐ญ๐๐!๐น๐๐๐
๐๐ โ ๐ป๐ฉ๐จ [๐๐๐-๐๐๐๐]
Haywood accepts the chance of teaching St. Bartollomew's students literature and writing methods. There, he meets you, a promising young woman who's suffering with an abusive relationship. After developing some feelings for her, he decides to help her with the toxic boyfriend.
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@stardustandgunpowder
#ebie's masterlist#ebie's writing#bowie masterlist#jareth the goblin king x reader#jareth the goblin king x ofc#john blaylock x reader#john blaylock x ofc#ebie's fandoms: bowie
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๐ญ๐๐-๐ท๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
(bc im sick of pinning everything)
ao3 here
โโโเฎเนโกเนเฎโโโ
๐ถ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐๐๐๐ - ๐ต๐๐๐๐/๐ฒ๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐บ : ๐๐ถ๐ด๐ฌ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ, ๐๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฌ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฎ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฑ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต.
๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต-๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ช๐ด๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ, ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ-๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ.
๐ท๐๐๐ - ๐ท๐๐๐/๐ฒ๐๐๐๐๐๐/๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ๐๐๐๐
๐๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐บ : ๐๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ข ๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ช๐ฆ๐ณ-๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ-๐ถ๐ด๐ถ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฏ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ถ๐ด๐ฌ ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ.
๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ - ๐ฐ๐๐๐๐/๐ท๐๐๐/๐ณ๐๐๐๐
๐๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐บ : ๐๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ถ๐ด๐ฌ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐ค๐ญ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ญ๐ข๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ช๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ช๐ต. ๐๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐๐ญ๐ข๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ญ.
๐ฒ๐๐๐๐๐๐ - ๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ต๐๐๐๐
๐๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐บ: ๐๐ถ๐ด๐ฌ ๐ช๐ด ๐ข ๐ค๐ข๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ค๐ต๐ด ๐ข๐ค๐ค๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ญ๐บ. ๐๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ช๐ต.
๐ฒ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐ - ๐ฐ๐๐๐๐/๐ท๐๐๐/๐ฝ๐ ๐ฒ๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐บ : ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ข๐จ๐จ๐ช๐ฆ ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฑ ๐๐ถ๐ด๐ฌ ๐ค๐ถ๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ถ๐ฃ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ช๐ต๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ง๐ง๐ช๐ค๐ถ๐ญ๐ต. ๐๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต๐ด ๐ด๐ต๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ณ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด๐ง๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ.
๐ด๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐ฒ๐๐๐ข ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ - 3/? - ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ต๐๐๐๐๐๐/๐๐๐๐๐๐๐/๐ณ๐๐๐๐
๐๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐บ : ๐๐ถ๐ด๐ฌ ๐ช๐ด ๐ข ๐ซ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ธ๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ช๐ด ๐ข ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฃ ๐ข๐ค๐ต๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต๐ช๐ฆ๐ด. ๐๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด๐ถ๐ฆ๐ด.
๐ป๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐ป๐๐๐ - 2/4 - ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ต๐๐๐๐๐๐/๐๐๐๐๐๐๐/๐ท๐๐๐/๐ฒ๐๐๐๐๐๐/๐ฐ๐๐๐๐
๐๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐บ : ๐๐ถ๐ด๐ฌ ๐ช๐ด ๐ข ๐ด๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฅ๐ด๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ช๐ฆ๐ต๐ฏ๐ข๐ฎ ๐๐ข๐ณ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ช๐ด ๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐ฑ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐ณ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ.
๐ฒ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐ - ๐ฒ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ - 2/2 - ๐ณ๐๐๐๐/๐ท๐๐๐/๐ฒ๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐บ : ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ด ๐ข๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ญ.
๐บ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ - ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก/๐ต๐๐๐๐๐๐๐/๐ต๐๐๐๐๐ข
๐๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐บ : ๐๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ถ๐ด๐ฌ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐บ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐จ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง๐ง ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ. ๐๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ.
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๐ฉ๐ถ๐ด๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ
๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ถ๐ด๐ต
๐ค๐ข๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฃ๐ช๐ฉ๐ข๐ธ๐ฌ๐ด
๐ต๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ช๐ฆ
๐ณ๐ข๐ซ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ธ
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-หห [ bowie | 19 | any pronouns ] หห-
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fic request status ; open !
headcannon request status ; open !
โฉยฐ๏ฝกโsaw franchise x reader - all gender neutral
; หโ ห โงโ .: amanda young x reader
drowning ; unhealthy dynamics, descriptions of violence, s/h mentions slight stockholm syndrome, menetions of kidnapping, fluff, no smut - strangely soft moments and recalling memories of being taken in by amanda and john [ romance ]
quiet morning ; fluff, sleeping with socks, sleepy morning, buffmanda, pervymanda, straddling, teasing - amanda insists you both sleep in. [ suggestive ]
choice ; stroke mentions/slight descriptions, surgery mentions, panic attacks, grounding, hand holding, fluff, "i hate everyone but you" trope - after john has a stroke, you find yourself slightly split between two sides of the same coin. [ angst / romance ]
territory ; apprentice!reader, jealousy, amanda being a guard dog, anatomical terms for vagina, degradation, dubcon if u squint, biting, sadistmanda - amanda catches you and mark going over your lastet work. [ smut ]
; หโ ห โงโ .: mark hoffman x reader
worthy test ; dead dove, detective!reader, kidnapping, smut, gender neutral anatomy, gags, rough sex, slapping, needles, drugging, unhealthy dynamics, dom/sub dynamics, size difference kink, age difference, creampie, big ol man tiddies YEEHAWW!! - you and your team of investigators have been after jigsaw's apprentice for months, yet waking up bound to a chair makes way for suprises more sinister than you could have imagined [ smut ]
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โฉยฐ๏ฝกโthe boys x reader - all gender neutral
; หโ ห โงโ .: homelander x reader
compliance ; sublander, bloodplay, knifeplay, handcuffs, dom/sub dynamic, consent, communication, prior planning, oral sex - getting homelander in a vulnerable position where you put him in cuffs he's not allowed to break. [ smut ]
supernova ; depowered!homelander, homelander reffered to as john, angst with a fluffy ending, domestic sweetness, anxiety attack, eating difficulties - john feels lost after losing his powers despite settling into a "normal" life with you. [ angst / romance ]
; หโ ห โงโ .: frenchie x reader
people will talk ; weed smoking, alcohol references, fluff, intoxication, cozy fic, - late night meetings between you, frenchie and a joint [ fluff ]
; หโ ห โงโ .: frenchie x butcher x reader
team building ; reader has vagina, weed use / intoxication, supe reaper, enemies to lovers if you squint, hell yeah for long buildup, threesome, lap sitting, oral [receiving / giving], spitroast, lots of petnames - As a Supe on the run, joining The Boys can be nerve wracking - Easing up tension is no easy feat. [ smut ]
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โฉยฐ๏ฝกโfallout x reader - all gender neutral
; หโ ห โงโ .: cooper howard [the ghoul] x bounty!reader
paid in kind ; gunplay, breathplay, bondage, spitplay, hairpulling, oral [ m receiving ], throatfucking, wallfucking, creampie, accidental yearning, prolonged eye contact is sexy, switch!cooper is underrated, mentions of past sexual experiences, nondescript reader genitals, rad x as ghoul birth control - you've been running for weeks, but there's nowhere he won't find you. [ smut ]
; หโ ห โงโ .: prewar!cooper x barbara howard x reader
summer lovin' ; costar!reader, hot tub time!, fluff beyond belief, relationship not labeled but everyone flirts with everyone!, alcohol mentions/consumption - after working on a film with cooper, you never imagined just how charming both of the howards were. [ romance / fluff ]
โฉยฐ๏ฝกโ Unexpected
; หโ ห โงโ thomas shelby x reader fic [ smut - specified anatomy ]
summary ; the shelby's and your family have worked together for quite some time. when your mother made a bold move against the lead shelby brother, you took to going to apologize personally.
tags / warnings ; intoxication, spanking, grinding, pleasure denial, thomas shelby being a bitch, smoking, masturbation, facial, cumplay if u squint, explicit consent, power imbalance - smoking, fluff, morning sex, oral [ reader receiving ] , power imbalance, overstimulation, reluctant feels, thomas shelby please have emotions?? please?? LMAO, irresponsible beta read we die like real men
i. evening ,, ii. morning
โฉยฐ๏ฝกโ Negotiations
; หโ ห โงโ .: soldier boy x reader [ smut, angst - specified anatomy ]
summary ; upon joining The Boys to take down Homelander with the help of Soldier Boy, you come to realize he's much more of a hard bargain than you anticipated.
tags / warnings ; dubcon, forced orgasms, slight daddy kink, glove kink if you squint, size kink, southern charm, drug use, wall sex, no pronouns used for reader but afab anatomy is repeatedly mentioned - intoxication, weed use, cocaine mentions, slight angst, porn with a plot, destructive mutualization, lap sitting, pleasure denial, grinding ("the knee thing"), slight underwear fetish, m!masturbation, couch sex, free use elements, creampie, verbal threats, reader takes initiative (aka fucks around and finds out, with feelings!), is soldier boy a warning? if so, soldier boy antics!,
i. negotations ,, ii. necessary evils
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welcome to catchthewindd !!
below the cut are all of my written works :)
fanfictions
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other works
stranger things characterโs beatles opinions // https://www.tumblr.com/catchthewindd/709567979289034752/this-is-so-niche-but-here-we-go-stranger-things
criminal minds characterโs rupaulโs drag race opinions // https://www.tumblr.com/catchthewindd/745509682143232000/this-is-so-niche-and-specific-but-this-is-who-i
criminal minds music taste headcanons // https://www.tumblr.com/catchthewindd/753409317337726976/some-criminal-minds-characters-and-three-songs-i
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Daemon Targaryen: Daughter
Daemon Targaryen: Bastard
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Dancing with our hands tied | S.H.
Chapter twenty five โญ๏ธ Who could stay? You could stay
Warnings: none really, just a lot of fluff, a bittersweet ending, lots of love and tooth rotting sweetness
Pairing: Steve Harrington x fem!reader
Summary: You and Steve take another step and move into a whole new chapter.
Word count: 8.5k
Author's note: this is it, guys. this is the last chapter, all we got is an epilogue coming and thats it, the story is nearly over! It's been six months of dwoht!!!! six months of plotting and writing with @hellfire--cult ily roe, thank you for doing this with me โก
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Moving boxes litter your entire house, some are in the hallway, the kitchen and the living room, some already emptied, some of them are still unopened, sealed with duct tape. Most boxes are in your bedroom though, yours and Steveโs bedroom.ย
David Bowieโs voice sounds through the speakers, the wind that blows through your open window touches your bare skin, you are only wearing a t-shirt of his, your hair is pulled up in a scrunchie that he picked out for you when you went shopping together, your knees dig into the soft carpet beneath you as you sort through his movie and comic collection, taking them out of the box and stacking them up on your shelf where you had already made space for him. You were honestly a little surprised to find the Captain America comic books in one of his drawers back at his house, he never mentioned them nor did you see him ever holding a comic book in his hand but apparently he only liked them when he was a kid and he grew out of his โnerdyโ phase when he turned thirteen. Sure. He told you not to pack them, he told you he doesnโt need them anymore but you saw the look in his eyes, the comfort that teenage boy got from getting lost in a world of superheroes, so you packed them into the box and now theyโre finding home on your shelf, ready for him to reach whenever.ย
You donโt feel his eyes on you at this moment, you are too focused on the memories he packed, on the pictures you find next, of the teens, of Robin and Eddie, of his parents and some of his from his childhood, pictures of you.ย
Steve had never felt more at peace than he does now, standing in your now shared bedroom, he is sorting through his clothes, placing them on the hangers and into your closet, he is sneaking glances at you, wearing the biggest smile on his face. Your hair is falling out of the scrunchie, his shirt is riding up on your thighs, a soft look resides in your eyes and on your lips as you flip through the pictures he took to his new home. His heart skips strongly as he looks at you, heโs got everything he ever wanted, absolutely everything.ย
When you asked him to move in with you after only two weeks of dating, he didnโt waste a second to say โyesโ, perhaps he even sounded a little too desperate when that word left his lips but he couldnโt help it. He hated to be away from you, even more so than before, when you werenโt dating yet. He didnโt want to spend a second without you, and neither did you. You clung to each other from the moment he asked you to be his girlfriend, not a single night was spent without the other. You ate breakfast, lunch and dinner together, you showered together and cuddled on the couch in front of the tv, every night. You never went to sleep without one another, so โwhy wait?โ, you said before you asked him.ย
He had no trouble leaving his house, it was only ever home because of you and he felt more at home here than he ever did back there. He felt no sadness to leave it behind, only excitement and happiness to enter this chapter of your life together.ย
Steve looks at the polaroid camera next to your bed, feeling the urge to keep this moment not only in his memory but also in a picture. He places his yellow sweater into your closet before he makes his way over to the nightstand, he picks up the camera and turns it on, removing the cap leans, he tip toes closer to you and kneels down, squinting one eye shut as he aims the camera at you and he captures a perfect moment.ย
A look of surprise flashes in your features, your brows are pulled up, your lips parted as you stare at the notes in your hand, the notes that fell out of the little notebook that you can only assume to be from his days at school. You didnโt mean to open it or even look inside, it could be a diary, after all. But the notes fell out when you took it out of the box.ย
You blink, once, twice. You feel as though your eyes are betraying you as you read the words on the white paper. The ink is a little faded, but you can still see every letter clearly.ย
Your heart is skipping in your chest.ย
What are you looking at perv?
Your handwriting.ย
Your note.ย
You remember that day, you remember how you caught him staring at you, throughout the whole class, the hopeless girl in you was blushing butโฆ the teenage you was annoyed, thinking that he was just messing with you, thinking that he somehow found out about your crush on him and decided to tease you, to play with you.ย
You put the note down on your lap and read the other.ย
Very funny, are you running out of girls to flirt with, King Steve?
You donโt even hear the clicking sound of the camera, you pay no mind to the flash going off either. You are too surprised by what you see as you keep flipping through the notes that he kept, the ones he kept for years, back when he didnโt even like you.
You flinch in surprise when you feel a pair of arms around your waist but quickly relax and melt into him, into his embrace, into his warm touch. Your lips curl into a smile when his own press soft kisses to your neck, whispering into your skin.ย
โKing Steve was an idiot, wasnโt he? He couldnโt throw away these notes but still kept acting like a dick to you.โย
The thought of him struggling to throw your notes into the trash, makes your chest swell with warmth.ย
You tilt your head back to face your boyfriend, you place the notes down and wrap your hand around his wrist.ย
โDidโฆ you keep them on purpose?โ You ask as for a moment, you thought that he mightโve forgotten them.ย
โI did, my heart just didnโt allow me to throw them away.โย ย
You chuckle at his words and shake your head, โyeah, sure.โย
โItโs true, honey!โ He exclaims, squeezing your waist.ย
You flinch in surprise, a giggle falling from your lips as you hold his wrists tighter.ย
โIt always knew who it belonged to.โ He whispers with no humor in his voice, just genuine honesty, because itโs true, his heart knew, it always knew.ย
โYouโre such a sap, Steve Harrington,โ you say, though with nothing but a wide smile on your lips.ย
โYeah, Iโm your sap,โ he grins, clinging tighter to your waist, he nuzzles his face into your neck, breathing you in and kissing you there, feeling his heart swelling in excitement, in love as he thinks of his future now, a future he thought he would only ever dream of, a future you both want, with one another. He will get to wake beside you every morning, with you in his arms, greeted by your soft touch, by your sweet kisses, he will get to sit at the breakfast table with you, write the grocery list with you while you enjoy your morning coffee, he will kiss you before leaving for work and he will come home, not to an empty house like he used to, no, he will come to you, his home.ย
You cup the side of his face when you tilt your head back, chasing his lips with your own, you both giggle when your noses bump together before your mouths touch and you both get lost in the sweet kiss you can never get enough of.ย
His feelings grow stronger and stronger, each passing second, they get bigger and brighter, evolving into something he never thought was even possible to feel, something bigger than love, something he canโt even describe with words, even if he tried to but he feels like the happiest man in the world โ in the fucking universe.ย
He feels bonded to you, he belongs to you and you to him.ย
He pulls away from the kiss with an even bigger smile on his face than before, he caresses your cheek and looks into your eyes, โI thinkโฆ no, I know,โ he corrects himself, pressing his lips to yours once more, โyouโre my soulmate.โ
A soft giggle escapes you, you tilt your head to the side and move closer to him. Staring at the loving look in his hazel eyes, the relaxed and happy smile he now constantly wears.ย
โYou really thinkโโ
He cuts you off with a kiss to your lips, โI know so,โ he whispers against your mouth, โmy heart knows, I know.โ
โSoulmates,โ you whisper and wrap your arms around your boyfriend's neck, crawling into his lap, he happily pulls you tighter against him. โI love the sound of that.โ
โI chose you.โ
โOh, did you?โ You giggle. โWe werenโt made for each other? You just chose me? Thatโs how it works?โย
Steve squeezes your waist, moving one hand up your body, he cradles your face again and tucks your hair behind your ear, leaning in to kiss your cheek, โoh honey, I think we were made with each other, but I still chose you,โ he whispers in confidence, though struggling to word his feelings, his beliefs correctly.ย
You gaze into his eyes, trying to make sense of his words, though your mind can follow, your heart understands.ย
โWell, I chose you back, Steve Harrington.โ
He smiles and he canโt hold back from kissing you again, kissing the love of his life, kissing you until he can no longer breathe.ย
Neither of you heard the car pull up into your driveway, or the slam of the front door, or the loud โhelloโ. You are too caught up in each other, in the kiss, in the perfect touches.ย
โGuys?โ Eddieโs voice sounds through the house, โI brought food!โ
You are the first to pull away, giggling when he frowns at you and chases after your lips, pecking them once more.ย
โHe brought food.โ
โMhmm, Iโd rather eat something else right now,โ he murmurs and trails his kisses down to your neck, holding your waist tighter when you try to move away.ย
Your stomach flips, skin growing warm beneath his hands and his lips, โl-later, Stevieโฆโ You stutter, trying to control your breathing when his lips find that one spot.
โGuys, stop fucking or I swear to Ozzy, Iโm gonna come upstairs andโโ
โAlright, alright!โ Your boyfriend yells out to him, chuckling, โweโre coming!โย
โWe so are coming,โ you giggle into his ear, kissing his cheek before you pull away from him, amused by the groan that falls from his lips, โlater.โย
His hands fall from your waist as you stand up and walk over to your dresser to grab a pair of shorts to wear, not wanting to flash your best friend by accident.ย
Steve gets up as well, though his eyes never leave your form, theyโre glued on your butt. He licks his lips as he watches you bend over, those silky pink panties look so perfect to rip offโฆ later. He nearly groans again when you pull your black shorts over them. Coming up from behind, he grabs a handful of your ass, earning a squeal from you that only makes him grin when you look back at him.ย
โYouโre obsessed,โ you snort and swat his hand away weakly.ย
โWith you? Yes, I am,โ he smiles proudly as he wraps his arm around your shoulder and starts leading you out into the hallway.ย
โNo, with my ass.โ
At that, he grabs your ass again, giving it a squeeze, โthat too.โ
Your giggle echoes through the hallway, and your best friend instantly looks up at the sound of that, standing in the middle of the chaos, surrounded by Steveโs boxes, with two bags of takeout and a confused frown on his face.ย
โHey guys.โย
โHi Eds,โ you smile at your best friend.
Steve greets him happily, a big smile resting on his face, Eddie isnโt sure if he has ever seen him like this but ever since you two started dating, Steve hasnโt stopped smiling and you are just the same, youโre basically skipping down the stairs, your eyes are shining, your skin is glowing, you are the happiest you have ever been.ย
You and Steve found each other.ย
Two pieces that always belonged together.ย
Two pieces that became one.ย
Eddieโs eyes move back to all the boxes in your hallway, the handwriting on them is unmistakably Steveโs.ย
โSo uh, whatโs all this?โ He asks, he has an idea of what this is but a part of him believes that he is just mistaking something.ย
You and Steve glance at each other, eyes lighting up even more, lips curling into even bigger smiles. You bite your lip and turn back to Eddie.ย
โSteve is moving in!โย
Eddieโs brown eyes grow wide, his lips part in surprise and he nearly drops both bags of takeout, he stares between you two with an expression on his face that nearly makes you both laugh.ย
He looks around again, catching a glimpse of Steveโs favorite armchair now standing in your living room, along with an opened box, a blanket falling out of it, the one that always decorated the big couch in the living room back at his house.ย
Clearly, you arenโt joking.ย
He squints his eyes as he looks back at the two of you, watching the way your boyfriend pulls you back into his chest, his arms slowly moving around your waist.ย
โUh, arenโt you guys moving a little too quickly?โ He asks, looking between you both bewildered.ย
You and Steve turn to face one another, you both smile, gazing into each otherโs eyes for a moment. His flash withโฆ mischief as his hand begins to travel south, settling on your lower belly.ย
You both turn back to the metalhead.ย
โNah,โ you speak in unison.ย
Eddie blinks, eyes flicking back and forth between you and Steve.ย
โWe uhโฆ sort of cooked a little nuggetโฆ a little too soon,โ Steve explains, biting back his laugh.ย
You press your lips together as you stare at your best friend. You place your hand over Steveโs and lean your head back on his shoulder, melting into him when he kisses your temple.ย
If Eddieโs eyes could grow any wider, they would. He blinks a few times before he closes his eyes completely, shaking his head, his curls bounce. He furrows his brows so strongly, he looks as though he is in pain. He opens his eyes again and takes a deep breath, he looks at your serious face, at his and then at Steveโs large hand covering your stomach protectively.ย
Little nugget.ย
You and Steve wait patiently for his reaction.ย
โJesus Christ! You horny fuckers donโt know how to use protection!?โ He exclaims, raising his arms up, the paper bags in his hands rustle. Youโre surprised they didnโt rip yet with the way he is flailing his arms around. โA little nugget!? What theโ I need to sit down.โย
Steve snorts quietly, amused by the shock on his face.ย
โOh, this is crazy,โ Eddie sighs, like a shocked father whose teenage girl just revealed her accidental pregnancy.ย
You can no longer hold it in, bursting into laughter, you infect Steve with it too. His arms tighten around you as you laugh at your best friend.ย
Eddieโs eyebrows rise up now, his jaw dropping slightly as he finally catches on.ย
โYou really fell for it,โ you giggle, blinking back the tears of amusement.ย
โCan you blame me!?โ Eddie nearly yells, pointing at you and Steve, โyouโre at it like some goddamn rabbits! Besides, we all know about his breeding kink!โ
Your giggles might not ever die down today, Steveโs red cheeks make this moment even better.ย
โDude,โ he groans.ย
โItโs true,โ Eddie snorts as he relaxes again, coming down from the shock.ย
โIt is,โ you nod.ย
Eddie opens his mouth again, though his smile quickly falls and he scrunches his nose when he looks between you both, a smirk now pulling at Steveโs lips.ย
โOhโฆ okay, yeah uh, letโs change the topic,โ he shakes his head again, holding up his hand as he squeezes his eyes shut.ย
โAlright, well, there are no nuggets on the way yet, so you can relax.โย
Eddie nods, chuckling to himself.ย
โYeah, so uhโฆ are you guys hungry?โย
You look down at the bags in his hand, only now registering the smell of fries, your mouth waters and your stomach feels empty, all of a sudden.ย
You nod and open your mouth, but before you or Steve can respond, a knock on the door interrupts you.ย
Eddie turns to the door before he looks back at you, brown eyes flicking back and forth between yours and your boyfriends, โare you expecting anyone?โ He asks, placing the takeout bags on the dresser.ย
You and Steve both shrug.ย
โNot really,โ you mumble.ย
Eddie steps forward and opens the door, stepping aside to let you see who is standing on the other side.ย
โOh, hello ladies,โ Eddie grins, waving at the little girl in Maxโs arms.ย
Your eyes light up in excitement, a warm smile graces your face when you see your niece who is babbling away, waving with her little arms and tugging at Maxโs hair who doesnโt even flinch.ย
โOh my god,โ you nearly squeal, leaving your boyfriendโs embrace, you make your way over to the two girls, โhi! Come here, princess!โ You grin, lifting your arms up, giggling when Francine squeaks at the sight of you, making grabby hands before you take her from Maxโs arms.ย
โI missed you so much, Francis!โ You whisper and tickle her side, kissing her chubby cheek.ย
Steveโs heart flutters, a sweet smile tugs at his lips, his cheeks turn rosy and he feels warm all over. Every time he sees you holding your niece, he canโt help but picture you with your own little family. He takes a few steps forward, wrapping his arm around you and taking Francineโs tiny hand, โhi angel,โ he whispers, cooing at her when she gets jumpy in your arms, excited to see him. He tickles her belly, making the little girl giggle, โyou got so much bigger since the last time!โย
Max furrows her brows, not knowing about the day you and Steve babysat Francine together. She chuckles when your niece clasps her tiny hand around his finger.ย
โHi guys!โ Your sister finally catches up, walking into the house, car keys in one hand and pizza boxes in the other. She stops next to Max, and nudges her shoulder against hers, โI ran into Max downtown when I stopped by to get some pizza!โ She explains, placing the boxes on the dresser next to Eddieโs takeout bags, โoh, you got takeout already.โ
โYep, I got some fries and burgers for Blondie and boyfriend over here,โ Eddie grins teasingly, knowing that you havenโt introduced him as your boyfriend to her in person yet, you didnโt get the chance to until now, she only just came back from her vacation.ย
Max snickers at your flustered expression, her and Eddie share a look, both amused by the way youโre trying to hide your face in Steveโs chest which only prompts Francine to grab a handful of his shirt, making him chuckle.ย
โOh right,โ your sister grins, looking between you two as she makes her way over to you, already opening her arms so she can greet you properly.ย
Steve lets go of you but Francine doesnโt let him step away, she still holds his finger tightly, making both him and Eddie chuckle when she stares up at him with her big eyes, babbling away.ย
โSheโs just like her auntie,โ Eddie comments, laughing when you shoot him a playful glare over your sisterโs shoulder.ย
โHow are you, Daisy?โ Your sister smiles, squeezing you tightly before pulling away.ย
You see the teasing look in her eyes when she glances at your boyfriend behind you.
โIโm good,โ you reply, unable to do it without a smile, something that makes the look in your sisterโs eyes soften because itโs the first genuine โIโm goodโ that she heard from you in years. You always lied to her about your true feelings, never letting her in, never giving her the words she wanted to hear from you, you kept it all to yourself, not wanting to โshareโ your misery with the people around you.ย
She never got through to you, no matter how hard she tried, she never succeeded, but the people in this room did โ Eddie and Max did, they gave you back that smile that she missed seeing on your face, they broke you out of that little shell, you were so comfortable in for the past years.ย
And Steve, heโฆ gave you everything.ย
You are more than just good. You are happy, happy in a way you have never been before. The walls around you have crumbled completely, the look in your eyes is one of love and contentment, your skin is glowing, your eyes are shining, you are justโฆ happy.ย
โSoโฆ are you gonna introduce me to your boyfriend properly this time?โ She teases, only having heard from you about it all on the phone.ย
Your cheeks grow hot, you know how long she had been waiting for this moment, always teasing and hoping for you to finally fall in love โ as though you werenโt hopeless for years already, she was pointing out cute guys for you to date, not knowing that there was only one you had your eyes set on.ย
โTwinkieโโ
โYou know thatโs not my name,โ your sister interrupts you with a glare, making you and Max chuckle.ย
โFine,โ you snort, saying her real name this time as Steve wraps his arm back around you again, pulling you into him, he grins excitedly as he stretches his hand out to your sister, like itโs their first time meeting, like she didnโt walk in on you and him cuddling on your couch with baby Francine in his arms. She takes his hand with an amused smile.ย
Max and Eddie share a look, amused by this little introduction.ย
โThatโs my boyfriend Steve,โ you say with a giggle, feeling your heart burst with happiness. Francine squeals in your arms, like sheโs happy to hear those words, as well, making everyone laugh in the room.ย
โSteve, thatโs my sister.โ
โNice to meet you, Twinkie,โ Steve chuckles, earning a glare from her.ย
You lean your head on his shoulder, adjusting your baby niece on your hip. Steve lets go of your sisterโs hand and wraps his arm back around you again, kissing your temple.ย
โI meant to say that I will kick your ass if you hurt her but I think that Max might beat me to it.โ
โYouโre right,โ Max nods at your sister, crossing her arms over her chest, she gives Steve a pointed look, โheโll wake up in Billyโs car again if he ever does anything stupid.โย
Steveโs eyes widen, he shakes his head at her, holding his hand up slightly with Francineโs hand still wrapped around his finger, โno way, Mayfield.โย
Eddie smirks as he throws his arm around Maxโs shoulder, grinning at the redhead, โdonโt worry, Steve. Sheโs getting driving lessons from me now.โ
You snort.ย
โThatโs even worse, Munson,โ Steve scoffs, pointing at Max, โa maniac getting driving lessons from another maniac? Yeah, no goddamn way, youโre getting driving lessons from me now.โย
Eddie looks a little offended by his words, he places his hand over his heart, โIโm a good driver.โ
โYeah, besides Iโm good enough to drive by myself, I donโt need an instructor, I watched and learned from Billy.โ
โGreat, another maniac,โ Steve sighs.
Your sister laughs at the interaction, she looks around, finally noticing all the boxes though she doesnโt say anything, even as her brows furrow and a curious, confused look flashes in her eyes. It doesnโt take her long to figure out what this means, itโs obvious, even more so with the clear excitement in both yours and his eyes.ย
You look away from your friends and your boyfriend, drowning out the conversation as you look back at your sister, noticing the look in her eyes and the way she stares at the boxes. You grow a little nervous, not knowing what she thinks of this, what she will say about this but when she meets your eyes, she only shakes her head at you with a smile on her face.ย
She takes a step closer, placing her hand on her daughter's back as she leans in to whisper in your ear, โwhen you know you know, and you always knew.โย
You nod with a smile on your face, feeling the heat of his body against yours, feeling his loving touch on your shoulder, feeling safe in his embrace.ย
โYeah, I did.โย
You knew it from the very start.
You were ruined for anyone else, before he even touched you.ย
And when his lips touched yours for the first time, you knew you were done for, you thought it was over for you, that you would never find happiness after that but now youโre here, he is here, he is all yours and sometimes you are still in disbelief about it all, no matter how many weeks have passed, you still canโt wrap your head around it all, about how lucky you are, just like him.ย
But there is someone else who is still in disbelief, Dustin. He was so convinced that you were dating Eddie, he just couldnโt understand how it all went by him that you and Steve had been a thing for months already, that you werenโt Eddieโs girl but Steveโs girl.ย
He is even more in shock now as he is in your living room, taking in the sight of Steveโs belongings in your house, all the moving boxes.ย
You invited all your friends over after the surprise visits you had already gotten, the amount of food Eddie and your sister brought was way too much anyways, so Steve made a call and invited all your friends over, well, most of them.ย
Argyle went back to California. Jonathan who declined both college acceptance offers to Lenora Hills Community college and Emerson, made his dream come true of going to NYU, after a long and honest talk with Nancy, they decided to follow their own dreams, but still sticking together, even with a distance between them. Boston and New York arenโt that far apart, after all.ย
So, after a little goodbye party at the hideout where Eddie and his band played, they all left Hawkins after a wild night filled with booze and weed โ from both Argyle and Eddie.
Robin and Vickie went on a trip to Chicago before the latter leaves for College as well, but Robin knew all about Steveโs moving plans, he called her right away to tell her the news.ย
Everyone is entering a new chapter and this time, itโs all, only positive changes, only ones you all look forward to, ones that you donโt step into nervously and with uncertainty, no, for once, you are all at peace, you are all happy, all excited for the future.ย
Your living room is filled with friends, with family, itโs filled with laughter and smiles, something that has been lacking in the past few years. A house that was once just filled with sadness and a grayish glow, is now filled with life, the golden sun that shines inside, reflect the emotions in you now.ย
Steve who is sitting on the couch, is holding your niece in his arms, she is sitting on his lap, happily. Babbling and giggling more than she did before, she is waving her arms around, giggling louder every time he makes a funny face or tickles her belly.ย
Eddie sits beside him, cooing at the little girl every time a giggle escapes her, โoh, a fairy was born,โ he tells her after each giggle from her.ย
Steve gives her tiny hand a kiss when she places it on his cheek, which only prompts her to laugh again.ย
โOh, and another,โ Eddie chuckles and taps her nose.ย
A loving smile stays on your lips as you watch your boyfriend with your niece, adoring the mesmerized look on his face. He chuckles every time she turns to Eddie and looks at him with her big eyes before she turns her attention back to him, squealing and waving her arms around.ย
Your sister sits beside you, looking stunned, โhuh, he is a natural.โย
โMhmm, he is,โ you nod.ย
Lucas and Dustin sit on the floor, bickering about something as always, while Max rolls her eyes at them every few seconds or so, cursing at them when Dustin throws one of the pillows at his friend.ย
โHey!โ Steve shakes his head at him, giving them a disapproving look, โstop that! How old are you two? Francine over here is maturer than you two,โ he grumbles, gesturing to the little girl in his arms who looks back and forth between Dustin and Lucas with a curious look on her face.ย
Eddie chuckles beside him, nodding.
โYou really got yourself a dad boyfriend,โ your sister whispers into your ear, snickering as she sips on her coke.ย
You giggle and nod your head. You love this side of him and you love how he looks with a baby in his arms.ย
Steve catches you staring at him, and the scowl he previously looked at the teens with, quickly vanishes, a smile appears on his face and he tilts his head at you, beckoning you to him.ย
You put your drink down on the table, pushing aside your empty plate from before, you get up and make your way over to your boyfriend.ย
โCan I hold her?โ Eddie asks, holding Francineโs tiny hand in his, smiling at the little girl.ย
โOh, now you wanna hold her?โ Your sister chuckles, teasing him. โThought you were scared of babies, Eddie.โย
โOnly when they poop.โ
โYou are such a child, man.โ Lucas snorts at him.ย
โHey, youโre not the one who was chased down with a diaper full of poop!โ He exclaims, glaring at Max who only giggles in response.ย
โYou chased him down with a dirty diaper?โ Lucas asks his girlfriend, who nods with a smirk on his face.ย
He starts laughing and raises his hand at her, high fiving his girlfriend.ย
Eddie shakes his head at the two, rolling his eyes before he looks back at Francine, reaching his hands out to her, she looks at him curiously, grasping his thumb, she holds it tightly.ย
โCome here, princess,โ Eddie whispers as he carefully takes her from Steveโs hands, lifting her into his arms, he cradles the back of her head even though she doesnโt even need the support anymore. โHoly shit, sheโs so light.โ
โLanguage,โ Steve glares at him as he relaxes back in his seat once Eddie leans back with her in his arms. The metalhead ignores him, too mesmerized by your niece in his arms, who stares up at him, curiously and with big eyes.ย
Your boyfriend reaches for your hand, not letting you sit beside him, he pulls you onto his lap instead, wrapping his arms around your waist, he takes you into his embrace, kissing your shoulder once youโre settled on top of him.ย
โHey, keep it pg in here, thereโs kids and a baby in this room,โ your best friend teases your boyfriend, smirking at him.ย
โWeโre not kids anymore,โ Lucas scoffs.ย
โYeah, bet Max and Lucas meet up at Skull Rock to kissโโ
โDude!โ โDustin!โย
Lucas and Max yell in unison, glaring at their friend with flustered faces, causing you all to laugh at them.ย
โItโs the truth,โ Dustin smirks, shrugging โ and that is how all the bickering starts again, though this time, Max joins.ย
Shaking your head at them, you turn away to watch your niece instead, laying your head on Steveโs shoulder, your heart flutters in your chest when he tightens his hold on you and kisses your temple, rubbing circles into your hip, he whispers the softest I love you into your ear.ย
โOh my god,โ your best friend whispers in awe, watching your niece falling asleep in his arms, tiny hand still gripping his finger, face nuzzled into his chest comfortably. Eddie looks around, shushing at the teens.ย
You and Steve look at each other in surprise, not even five minutes have passed since Eddie took Francine from Steveโs arms, and she is already fast asleep in his arms.ย
โWell now we know who can babysit her,โ your sister jokes, also stunned by how fast she passed out in the metalheads arms.ย
โYeah, and ourย future kids too,โ you say without thinking, completely unaware of the feelings those words cause inside of Steve.ย
He blushes a deep red, warmth spreads inside of him and he shifts with you on his lap, gripping you tighter and clearing his throat when your best friend smirks at his reaction.ย
That shuts the teens up, their bickering coming to a stop the moment they realize what you just said, they all share a look before they turn to you and Steve.ย
While Lucas smirks and wiggles his brows at Steve, Max is giggling at his blushing cheeks but Dustin, he only raises his eyebrows and shakes his head, not in disapproval though.
He raises his hands up, closing his eyes for a moment, โyou guys gotta give me a moment, Iโm still trying to get used to this,โ he wiggles his fingers between you both.ย
โWhat do you mean?โ Your sister chuckles, cocking her head to the side.ย
Dustin blinks at her, gesturing to you once more, โthem being a couple, I mean have you seen them before!? They were constantly at each otherโs throats!โ
โYeah, cause Steve was an idiot,โ Lucas laughs.ย
Steve gives him a pointed look, but doesnโt fight him on that, he calls himself that, all the time, for everything that happened between you in the past.ย
โI thought she was with Eddie!โย
Your sister laughs with a confused look on her face, shaking her head, โwhy, because theyโre always together?โย
Steve rolls his eyes at Dustin, holding you a little tighter.
โYeah! And like I said, they were always fighting!โย
โMhmm, and suddenly they didnโt, I wonder why,โ Lucas smirks, wiggling his eyebrows at you both again.ย
โHe really wanted them together, by the way,โ Max tells your sister, pointing her finger at her boyfriend.ย
โFrom day one,โ he nods proudly, โand now theyโre together, moving in together! I always knew whatโs up. I mean, I always knew about Steveโs little crush on her, a guy just knows it.โ
Dustin looks at him confused, he frowns and blinks at your boyfriend, staring at him for a long moment, he looks at you and then back at him before his eyes widen and he jumps up, โthat is why you gave me the shittiest advice ever! You told me chicks dig it when guys are mean to them!โ
โThe key with girls is acting like you donโt care,โ Lucas and Max mock him, giggling with each other.ย
Steve groans and throws his head back when you turn to face him with an amused smile, โwow, thatโs some good advice, babe.โ
โWell, it clearly worked,โ Eddie snorts, glancing at you briefly as he adjusts Francine in his arms.ย
Dustin grins at Steve, โoh, thatโs why you were so mean to her! Bet you expected her to fall at your feet but instead she was mean to you too! Thatโs why you didnโt stop there and just kept going because you wanted her attention โ oh, now I understand!โ He laughs, shaking his head as he stares in disbelief, like he uncovered something groundbreaking.ย
โYou know what, Henderson?โ Steve mumbles, straightening his back, he leans closer to you, pressing his chest against your back, he leans his chin on your shoulder, โyouโre right.โ He admits after a long pause, despite hating to boost that boyโs ego, he admits it.ย
He is right.ย
Steve was always infatuated with you, he just never wanted to admit it, not even to himself, not even when he kept those notes that you had found earlier. He ignored what he desired, who his heart desired, because that teenage boy in him, was too proud to admit that he liked someone who didnโt like him back but he also couldnโt fight those feelings, they irritated him, they made him mean.ย
So yeah, Dustin was right but so was Lucas.ย
And now they continue to tease him about it all, while you sit back and watch in amusement, enjoying the redness that covers your boyfriend's cheeks while he holds you in his arms and plays with your hands, toying with your ring finger the way he always does, he tries to hide the smile on his face but fails to do so when your eyes meet his and he sees the joy in them, the one that has been there since the night he confessed his love for you.ย
He loves you so much, he canโt even think of a moment when he didnโt โ itโs impossible to think of one.ย
You adjust on top of him, turning and twisting your body until you can lay your head on his shoulder, snuggling into him, not caring about anything around you, about the vulnerability, the softness, the affectionate side of you, youโre displaying so casually โ something you would have never done before.ย
Steveโs heart could burst at this very moment.ย
He knows how much you struggled to show your true feelings and emotions, how you hid from the world, for years. How you never let anyone see the real side of you, how closed up and sheltered you were, how you dug yourself a hole and stayed in there for the longest time, thinking that you were better off in hiding, thinking that you had to stay in the void forever, all alone, all by yourself, with fears and a feeling of deep sorrow, you just couldnโt let go of.ย
But through the darkness, through the pain that the upside down had brought you, had dragged you into, you found a family, just like he did.ย
Eddie stepped into your life, a best friend you never thought you would have again after you lost both Billy and Chrissy so tragically. You didnโt want to let him in, you feared that the curse upon you that you believed you had, would take him from you too, that it was only a matter of time until the darkness would drag him away from you as well, just like it had dragged away everyone else that you have loved. But he didnโt allow you to push him away, he didnโt let you believe for a second that any of what happened was your fault, he stuck to your side, from the day at skull rock, he stuck to your side in the upside down and after, he stayed, no matter how hard you tried to deny that bond between you, he stayed.ย
Max, the stubborn girl that refused to ever leave your side, who never once stepped away from you, who sees you as her big sister, just like Lucas. The two teens had to be forced out of your hospital room after what Jason did to you, they never left without a fight.
And through the darkness, through the worst days, you and Steve have found each other, through monsters and pain, through bloodshed and tears, you finally found your way to each other โ neither of you are surrounded by sadness any longer, by emptiness and a longing for love you could only ever find in each other.ย
This room that was once filled with silence and sadness, an emptiness, a dark cloud that always hung over your home is now gone. You are no longer alone, youโre surrounded by people who decided that you are worth loving, worth staying for, you both are.ย
You have found home in each other, and you found a family.ย
That night, when you are back in your bedroom, you sit on your floor next to each other, surrounded by candlelight, two glasses of wine on each side of you, a bag of your favorite candy before you and a bunch of pictures all across your floor, surrounding the corkboard that lies on the carpet. Your TV is on but neither of you pay attention to the movie playing on the screen. The smell of fresh bed sheets lingers in the room, along with the scent of his and your body wash, your hair is still wet from your shower together.ย
Your giggles sound through the room as he laughs at the silly picture he took of Dustin earlier, unable to stop as he stares at the face the teen made.ย
โWeโre definitely putting that picture up,โ Steve snickers as he pins it to the corkboard โ the corkboard that was his idea, to put up pictures of your favorite memories, of the people that mean the most to you.ย
โI think weโll need a second corkboard,โ you chuckle as you look at all the pictures that have taken up the entire space of the board.ย
โYeah,โ Steve smiles as he wraps his arm around your shoulder and looks down at the pictures on your lap, he reaches for the one of you and Eddie, that one was taken in his backyard, both yours and his eyes are bloodshot, lazy smiles are on your faces, your hair is wild and all over the place, Eddie is wearing two pigtails, his arm is thrown over your shoulder, a joint sticking between his fingers, Steve remembers that night, the way you all got drunk and high and played hide and seek in Eddieโs backyard, like a group of kids โ it wasnโt long after you and Steve made your little arrangement. That night, he pulled you behind one of the high bushes and kissed you breathless while your friends were looking for you. He was the reason for your messy hair and your puffy lips.ย
Steve takes the picture with a grin on his face, taking up one of the last spots on the board, he pins it.ย
โReally? This one?โ You question and tilt your head back to look at him, โwhy?โ
โCause you look adorable,โ he whispers and leans in to peck your lips, โwith your hair all messed up from my hands,โ he murmurs against your mouth, kissing you once more.
โMaking out in the bushes was definitely something,โ you giggle, nuzzling your nose into his.ย
He cradles your cheeks and nods, smiling as he leans his forehead against yours. You sigh in contentment as his lips brush against yours, his warm touch sends sparks through your body, he is melting into you the way you melt into him. You look into his hazel eyes, into his loving gaze, a breathy, sweet chuckle escapes him before he closes his eyes and kisses you deeply.ย
Your lips move slowly against his, you savor every second of each kiss, you both do, even though you know you have the rest of your life to do this with each other. You taste the wine on his lips and the candy, you feel his protective, soft touch, his thumb caressing your cheek as his tongue slips past your lips, clashing against your own.ย
His heart flutters in his chest when you whimper into the kiss, when you throw your arms around his neck and press yourself against him, crawling into his lap with his help.ย
Steve holds you tightly, his hand travels to the back of your neck, running his fingers through your wet hair, he runs his fingers up and down your spine before he cradles your cheek again. His free hand pats the space around him, touching the carpet as he searches for the polaroid camera, sighing and moaning into the kiss when you press yourself tighter against him and deepen the kiss, running your fingers through his messy hair.ย
The flash of the camera doesnโt even make you flinch, it only makes you giggle as you pull away from your boyfriend, your eyes flashing with amusement when he opens his own and meets you with a grin.ย
โYouโre so sneaky, Stevie,โ you whisper as you glance at the polaroid camera in his hand.ย
Steve laughs and steals another kiss from you, he puts the camera down after you pick out the picture.ย
You look down at the still developing picture, waiting for the reveal. You press your lips together, sighing when he kisses your neck.ย
โIโm so happy, baby, I hope you know that,โ Steve whispers against your skin, slipping his hand underneath your shirt as he hugs you against his chest. โYouโre the best thing thatโs ever happened to me.โ He murmurs adoringly, the sight of your smile, of the joy in your eyes makes his heart swell so strongly.ย
Many months ago, he told you to get yourself a boyfriend and stop getting on his nerves โ you donโt know why this moment flashes in your mind now, why this takes you back to that day at Family Video but the memory makes you giggle.ย
โWhatโs so funny?โ Steve asks, amused.ย
โYou told me to get myself a boyfriendโฆ and I did.โย
Steve furrows his eyebrows, tilting his head to the side, he purses his lips as his hazel eyes gaze into yours, they widen and a huff leaves his mouth before he chuckles.ย
โYeah, and I fucking love it, baby. Iโm your boyfriend,โ he says, proudly, wiggling his eyebrows at you.ย
โWell, I love to be your girlfriend, Stevie.โย
His heart will always flutter at these words, at the way you look at him, at the way you touch him, like heโs something perfect.ย
โYou caught me,โ he whispers, pressing his lips to yours strongly, โand I caught you.โ
You hold onto his neck, running your fingers through his hair, you refuse to look away from him.ย
โAnd Iโm never letting you go,โ he promises, โyouโre mine and Iโm yours.โ
Your cheeks nearly hurt from how hard youโre smiling, and it only gets worse when he leans in to pepper your face in kisses, โmy girlfriend.โ Kiss. โMy beautiful, gorgeous girl.โ Kiss. โMy future wife.โ Kiss. โMy stars.โ Kiss. โMy sun and my moon.โ Kiss. โMy whole galaxy.โ Kiss.ย
You canโt stop giggling, your eyes tear up from all the laughter that falls from your lips and when you lean your head back, it only turns out to be a mistake when Steve latches his mouth onto your neck, tickling you with the stubble on his cheeks.ย
โSteve!โย
His chuckles vibrate against you, he buries his face in your neck and breathes in your scent, โIโm so in love with you.โ
He reminds you of that, all day, when he doesnโt whisper those words into your ear, he lets you feel it, with touches, with small gestures, leaving notes around the house or by waking you with coffee every morning when youโre not the one beating him to it.ย
Steve pushes you down on the carpet and crawls on top of you, pressing one hand on the carpet beneath you, he looks away from you for a moment, taking the fully developed polaroid picture, he smiles at it as he pins it into the middle of the corkboard.ย
You admire him, raising your hand to cup his cheek, you brush your fingers through his hair, it got so much longer but you love it like this, how it covers his forehead, how it curls on the nape of his neck, how messy it looks.ย
โSteve?โย
โYeah?โ He whispers as he reaches for your hand, entwining his fingers with yours, he looks down at you with loving eyes.ย
โIโm in love with you.โ
These words always feel like a warm and comforting embrace. There is so much love that he holds in his heart for you, he canโt even put it into words just how strong it is, not even if he tried to.ย
You trace his features with your fingers, touching him softly and carefully, making him melt into your touch as a smile graces his face, he slowly leans in, closer and closer until your lips are brushing against each other.ย
โForever?โ He asks you, gazing into your starry eyes.ย
You wrap your arms around his neck, smiling when he presses himself against you, staring at you in a way that makes all your insides tingle.ย
โForever and ever!โ You grin before he slams his lips back on yours, kissing you deeply and feverishly, smiling happily against your lips as his hands make their way under your shirt while yours get lost in his hair.ย
โForever and ever,โ he murmurs against your lips, opening his eyes, they basically sparkle with stars. โMy darling, forever and ever, I fucking love the sound of that.โ He whispers and kisses your cheek. โI love you.โ
You pinch his chin between your fingers and kiss his lips, smiling brightly at your man, the golden light in your room makes him look so ethereal. His hazel eyes shine so golden, his skin inviting your lips, his hands lay on your body so perfectly, like a touch of an angel, perhaps he is one, he is yours.ย
You went through the storm, the one you have always been so afraid of, you went through it, through the darkest of storms, through ones you didnโt even think existed and you didnโt come out unscathed, you were knocked off your feet and you were harmed, you took scars with you, on your body and in your heart but even through that, you came out alright โ because he was always there, he always reached his hand out to you, he always waited on the other side, he was always there, even when you both didnโt realize just how close he always was, just how ready he always was to fight for you the way you always fought for him.ย
You both went through so much, you both suffered greatly.ย
But now you are here, with each other, where you both belong.ย
Steve leans his forehead against yours, he takes your hand in his, bringing it up to his lips, he kisses your ring finger, making that smile on your face bigger and brighter.ย
โI love you, Steve Harrington,โ you whisper back before you melt into each other, yet again. Getting lost in the kiss, one of endless to come.ย
Hell was the journey but it brought you both to heaven.ย
Hands tied,
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well, it's over, this is the end :') (actually there's still gonna be the epilogue so I'm gonna save my sappy comment for that one)
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#dwoht -- chapter twenty five#steve harrington#steve harrington imagine#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington x you#steve harrington fanfic#steve harrington fluff#steve harrington drabble#steve harrington smut#steve harrington angst#stranger things angst
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The Breakfast Club - Eddie Munson X Cheerleader!Reader (Mini Series)
Eddie Munson X Fem!Cheerleader!Reader - Enemies to Lovers
Summary: Five high school students from different walks of life endure a Saturday detention under a power-hungry principal. Each has a chance to tell his or her story, making the others see them a little differently. And when the day ends, they question whether school will ever be the same. (A retelling of The Breakfast Club, written and directed by John Hughes.)
Series Warnings: Enemies to lovers / All Characters Are 18+ / Strong Language / Sex References / Mentions of Abuse (physical and emotional) / Cheating / Bad Relationships / Dysfunctional Families / Arguing / Materialism / Kleptomania / Stereotyping / Sexual Orientations / Drug Use / Mentions of Alcohol / Smoking / Pyromania and Fire / References to Demonianism and Satanism / References to Religious Beliefs / Social Alienationย / Angst / Hurt-Comfort / Use of Y/N (like once or twice) / Eddie is a complete asshole
A/N: This mini series is set in its own little world, so it does not follow the Stranger Things timeline, and I have taken some creative liberties with most characters. Yes, they are all still in high school (final year and 18+), and yes, some of the events don't match up - just forget everything you knew about Stranger Things, it's easier that way haha.
โ...And these children that you spit on as they try to change their worlds are immune to your consultations. Theyโre quite aware of what theyโre going through...โ - David Bowieย
Masterlist: (completed)
Part One - These Children That You Spit On
Part Two - Low Tolerance For Dehydration
Part Three - Hallway Vision
Part Four - Hand Over The Purse
Part Five - Don't You Forget About Me
Taglist: @cruwushes @the-ch0sen-on3 @namelesshumanperson @ali-r3n @cadence73 @munsonssweets @ahoyyharrington @mewchiili @yourdailymemedelivery @httpsunflowers @b-irock @coolglittercornbae @sav12321 @cumslutforaemond @siriuslysmoking @learninglinesintherainn @peaches-roses-sins @lodeddiperrodrick @catherinnn @lilocapoca @minniedreamers @melaninjhs @chaosfrogsonfire @levylovegood @bowsforsienna @rcailleachcola @spookysace24
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Hello, everyone!
First of all, before the list begins, I feel that I need to warn you that English isn't my first language, so might happen you find some writing/grammar mistakes, I also don't have a beta reader, again I'm sorry for any mistakes.
Most, if not all my fanfictions are 'x ofc/c', however, I write them as reader fics. That means that the only differences from a 'x reader' fic is that the character will have a name and the narration will be in the third person. But no details about the embodiment of the character will be given, with a few exceptions in a couple stories, but I'll be warning in the notes and warnings of the piece when that happens.
Also, I made this Google form, so you can tell me where you want to be tagged. That's all for now.
Enjoy :)
Update: ALL my fanfictions are on indeterminate hiatos. But, I'm not abandoning them, I promise ๐
Update #2: Some changes in the Masterlist, I'm reorganizing the whole thing to get a better view of what I'll be doing, hopefully I'll be able to post something soon.
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๐๐๐ณ๐ฆ๐ก ๐
๐ฌ๐ด๐ฆ๐ข
๐๐๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ก, ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐จ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ง ๐๐ข๐ง๐
๐๐จ๐ก๐ง ๐๐ฅ๐๐ฒ๐ฅ๐จ๐๐ค
๐โญ'๐ฐ
๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐ฑ๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐ซ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฉ ๐
๐ฏ๐ฒฬ๐ฅ๐ฉ
๐๐๐ซ๐จ๐ง ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐๐๐ฆ๐จ
๐๐จ๐๐ญ๐จ๐ซ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ณ๐ฅ๐จ ๐๐ซ๐๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐๐ซ
๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐๐ก๐ฆ๐ข๐๐ญ
๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฌ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฐ
๐โญ'๐ฐ
๐ณ๐๐๐ ๐ด. ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐
๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐
๐ญ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐ ๐น๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐ณ๐ฆ๐ก ๐๐๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ช๐๐ฉ๐ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐๐ซ
๐๐๐ง๐๐ซ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ [๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ค๐-๐๐จ๐ญ ๐๐๐ง]
๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐จ๐
๐๐จ๐ก๐ง๐ฌ๐จ๐ง
๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฌ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฐ
๐โญ'๐ฐ
๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐๐
โ๐๐ช๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐๐ฆ๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ฑ๐ข๐ฏ
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๐๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ | ๐๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐ ๐ง๐จ๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ก๐ง ๐๐ซ๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ
๐๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฐ ๐๐ข๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐
๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ญ๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐จ๐ง๐ก ๐๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ
๐๐ง๐๐ซ๐๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ
๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฌ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฐ
๐โญ'๐ฐ
๐ฏ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฎ. ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐บ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฑ๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐ฉ๐๐ถ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฐ
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Space Oddity {Avengers!Loki x Female Reader One-shot}
Cee's Loki Fic Masterlist / AO3 Link
Pairing : Avengers!Loki x Female Reader
Summary : While preparing for Stark Towerโs Halloween party, Loki misunderstands the point of a Halloween Costume. Luckily he has you to help him navigate such tricky waters.ย
W/c : 10k words
Content / Warnings : Established Relationship, Fluff, Smut, Loki being a little massive shit and also a silly goose.
Author's Note : Last year a certain LIFE-RUINER (affectionate) dressed up as Ziggy Stardust/David Bowie/Aladdin Sane for Halloween, and it permanently altered my brain chemistry. Because of (or in spite of?) the ensuing brain rot, it took 11 months of me staring at that picture to finally come up with an idea to include Loki in that delicious little mix.
P.S. I do recommend listening to Space Oddity by David Bowie while you read this. If you start the song at "Humanityโs wide variety of music..." then depending on your reading speed, the song's first Verse should start right at the big reveal ๐คญ
18+ Only - Minors DNI
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โ โ โฝ เผ โพ โ โ โ
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A crisp, hazy mist obscured your view of the ground from the 22nd floor of Stark Tower. Sunrise was yet to fully finish, and the Earth below was quiet, still adjusting to the uneasy transition from slumber to consciousness. Within that ambiguity, it was easy to believe that youโd somehow awoken on an entirely new planet.ย
You often wondered what that was like, to feel the soil from an uncharted world give way underneath your boots. To feel a breeze coming off an ocean no other human had ever seen before, or to look up into the night sky and see the stars of a brand new galaxy. How colossal, how surreal, how inferior it must make someone feel.ย
On lazy mornings such as this one, youโd often ask your partner what it was like to be an astronaut. Heโd hand you a steaming cup of coffee as he rejoined you in bed, and with a contemplative expression, heโd always respond with a brand new answer.ย
You suspected the change in response was just due to him recalling his first trip to a different realm, and each time you always listened very carefully. You always closed your eyes and tried to lose yourself in the picturesque descriptions of fantasy worlds youโd probably never be able to see personally.ย
Sometimes, if you focused hard enough, you could almost smell the forests of a brand new planet. You could almost taste its fresh water and its different fruit, and feel the immaculate breezes of its unstudied seasons. But then youโd open your eyes again, and when you looked through the skyscraperโs window, the few dapples of orange and yellow leaves breaking through the dense fog would let you know this was still planet Earth.ย
But that wasnโt always so bad. Occasionally, there would be several weeks without a world-ending threat breathing down the Avengerโs necks, and that meant you could pretend you were all just regular people. You could sleep in or get up extra early to watch the world come to life, you could rush around and do any of the million things that needed to be done, or you could simply lay there and bask in that sweet silence.ย
Today, after having coffee in bed, your only concrete plan was a shopping trip in the West Village with Wanda and Nat. Your only solid goal was to finally settle on the perfect costumes for the Halloween party happening just a few days from now.ย
It was no secret that the Avengers had acquired a sizable contingency of cynics over the years, ones who werenโt shy about openly criticizing the entire team. From the collateral damage incurred during battle, to the individual actions of its members both on and off the team - anything they did was suspect, and absolutely nothing was beyond complaint. Thus, Pepper Potts had made it her personal mission to finally correct the planetโs opinions of its heroes.ย
In addition to the teamโs assistance towards rebuilding efforts after their battles were won and having its members performing very public charity work, Stark Tower was starting to host more โfunโ events in order to further boost the teamโs positive image.ย
โTo get your names in the papersย withoutย a rising death toll immediately afterwards,โ was specifically how Pepper had explained her initiative. And naturally, that meant a Halloween Party was deemed absolutely necessary.ย
Anyone who was even tertiarily related to the Avengers was going to be there: from the low-level, but still notable, world government leaders, to the honorary members from all corners of the globe. And of course, plenty of reporters and photographers would be in attendance, all of them ready to document every singleย funย moment. It was set to become an impressive party, and knowing Pepper, a very classy event - so it shouldnโt have been at all surprising that most of the team had become hyper-focused on winning the partyโs costume contest.ย
Initially, everyone kept their costumes a secret from one another, and the trash-talking was of a mostly friendly nature. But then rumors started flying around, and gradually, some members of the team started taking the competition far too seriously. Alliances were formed, and subsequently broken. The taunting soon became serious, and then reached devastating levels, which ultimately escalated into a four-day period where Tony and Steve couldnโt even be in the same room together without a physical fight breaking out.ย
Thankfully, the girls were far more casual about it, and that afternoonโs shopping trip was planned to be one of mutual support. Wanda was hoping to finalize her coupleโs costume with Vision, and even though she hadnโt mentioned it directly, you knew that Nat was attempting a similar endeavor with Bruce, despite his timid insistence that he wasnโt a โcostume guyโ. It was so adorably endearing that it almost gave you a toothache.ย
Unfortunately, things were not so cut and dry with Loki.ย
He had yet to mention the Halloween party on his own, nor had he participated in any group discussions on the subject - he even ignored Tony's attempts to goad him into verbal sparring matches, something Loki ordinarily enjoyed. Not that anyone should be genuinely excited about performative media relations disguised as aย funย party, but nonetheless, you were starting to become concerned about his lack of interest.
Private conversations with him about finding a costume had gone nowhere. He didnโt understand why he needed to dress up at all, or why you cared so much about it. And while he wasnโt saying it out loud, you didnโt need to be a genius to guess why he had reservations: everyone else already believed he was anย actualย monster, so shouldnโt he just beย himselfย on Halloween?ย
Only a few weeks had passed since youโd moved in together, but it was going really well, all things considered. The otherworldly being youโd fallen in love with still didnโt understand most Earthly customs, and you very much enjoyed being his Midgardian teacher. But coming to terms with what heโd done while under the influence of the Mind Stone was still an ongoing struggle for him.ย
Loki had good days, but he also had very,ย veryย bad days. He still had nightmares about his past, and frequently his worries about the future kept him helplessly trapped in bed. It broke your heart to witness, and even though heโd probably never reveal the full details about his time with The Black Order and Thanos, he at least never stopped you from offering him comfort in the middle of the night.ย
Because he wasnโt the monster his critics or inner demons claimed he was, no matter how convincing they were. He deserved a good and peaceful life just as much as everyone else did, and you wanted nothing more than to help him finally have one.ย
When youโd left the apartment later that morning, Loki was lounging peacefully on the living room couch, his nose buried in the oldest book youโd ever seen. A gentle smile had tugged at his lips while you kissed his forehead on your way out, and with tremendous love in his eyes, he said that heโd miss you terribly while you were gone.ย
After an early lunch at The Coppola Cafe, the three of you spent the afternoon browsing what felt like every single vintage clothing shop in the West End. It didnโt take long for Wanda and Nat to finalize their costumes, and eventually you did manage to find something for yourself, but deciding on your partnerโs costume was another story entirely. A terribly complicated task, one that was impossible to accomplish and rotten with trap doors and landmines hiding within the deceptive labyrinth that was Loki.ย
The girls did their best to make helpful suggestions during the shopping trip, offering such innocent and guiltless ideas like a mailman, or a stuffy professor - or perhaps he could dress up as Shakespeare so he could spend the entire party wandering around quotingย Hamlet. Or maybe instead, he should just wear a Ghostface mask and a long black cloak, so he had a good excuse to stay concealed and silent all night long.ย
You appreciated their efforts, but none of those ideas were quite right for him. You couldnโt really explain why, but they just werenโtโฆLoki.ย
By late afternoon, your mind had turned into a jumbled mess. Unable to think clearly anymore, you resorted to aimless purchases of extra things neither of you probably wouldnโt ever use - cheap makeup sets, bottles of fake blood, a set of vampire fangs, a pair of cat ears. Several brightly colored wigs, a second-hand cape, and a large bag of Halloween candy to stress eat later finally completed your purchases for the day.ย
The group came back to the Tower just before dusk, and the living room of your apartment was quiet when you walked inside. A few lamps illuminated on the end tables gave the space a dark, brooding mood, which was greatly appreciated after such a busy and disappointing day. But unfortunately, Loki was no longer on the couch where youโd left him, and that old book was nowhere to be seen.ย
โHey! Iโm home!โ you called out while setting your shopping bags down by the front door.ย
An odd silence was the only thing that greeted you.ย
Usually, Loki would be at the front door, ready to sweep you up in his arms whenever you returned home. But the apartment remained unmoving, even as you called out a second time. When he still didnโt appear, you poked your head into the kitchen while shrugging off your jacket and slipping off your shoes. But that room was also completely vacant, with no evidence of dinner being started or already had.ย
Loki preferred spending most of his time alone, but occasionally heโd allow an enticing bribe from Bruce or Thor to drag him out of the apartment; maybe he was just studying something interesting up in Bruceโs lab, or perhaps heโd agreed to help his brother play a prank on someone. Grateful for the opportunity to wallow in solitude for a bit, you pulled the giant bag of Halloween candy from a shopping bag and made your way towards the back of the apartment.ย
You padded down the empty hallway where there was still no sign of Loki. Everything in the entire apartment was clean, and in its place. There was absolutely nothing wrong, and yet it felt like the weight of the entire world was resting heavily on your shoulders. You tried to reassure yourself that it was nothing that a coma-inducing amount of candy couldnโt fix, but even that was becoming less believable with each step forward.ย
As you approached the bedroom, you thought you could hear the very faint sounds of guitar strumming through the closed door. That gave you pause; certain that you hadnโt left anything on before leaving that morning, you cautiously moved closer, until your ear was pressed against the door.ย
Yes, that was music you were hearing -ย familiarย music, even though you couldnโt quite place it yet, and you couldnโt help but to smile to yourself. Loki was home after all, and he had been entertaining himself with music while you were out. It thoroughly warmed your heart with an unexplainable feeling of serenity, and pleased that heโd remembered how to use the record player on his own, you waited behind the door to listen for another moment.ย
Humanityโs wide variety of music was one of the few things about our culture that heโd expressed genuine interest in - which of course, you happily encouraged. It was so much fun introducing him to everything from the classic composers of the 18th and 19th centuries, to the psychedelic rockers of the 20th century. From the upbeat pop groups of your middle school years, to the angsty singers that made up the soundtrack of your early twenties.
You closed your eyes to focus solely on whatever he was listening to now. The music itself was playing low, the singerโs impassive voice just barely audible to you. But you couldnโt tell if it was a really old recording, or if the sound was just distorted after passing through the door.ย
Off in the distance, a punctuated drum stroke marked the countdown to some inconceivable event, and adrenaline suddenly filled your bloodstream. A low hum vibrated underneath the drum, steady until it wasnโt, and then gradually it shifted into a cosmic wail that seemed to be transmitting itself across all of time and space. A cacophony of instruments, from both the planet Earth and of the stars themselves, finally crescendoed together in a powerful array of astronomical declaration.ย
A declaration that something was happening at that very moment. Breathed into life with a static kiss, that something was so astonishingly important, and it vehemently demanded immediate witness.ย
Your curiosity, overwhelming to the point that you couldnโt take it any longer, forced you to carefully reach for the door handle. Its metal, both warm and cold simultaneously, felt like home. It felt unreal.ย
This felt like opening the hatch to an ancient spacecraft.ย
This is Ground Control to Major Tomโฆ
You pushed open the door, and immediately let out a startled laugh. Standing in front of the bedroom mirror was a tall and lanky figure, turning himself back and forth while carefully examining his reflection. That part wasnโt surprising; but rather, it was the way heโd dressed himself that was completely unexpected.ย
Youโve really made the gradeโฆ
Bright red and blue stripes lined the figureโs jumpsuit from shoulder to toe, each one evenly separated by thin lines of white. Familiar dark curls cascaded and twisted down past a pair of golden, glittering shoulder pads that only amplified his already impressive stature. Across his right eye, stretching from well below his cheekbone up to meet with his natural hairline, was a crimson lightning bolt. Its perfectly jagged edges were outlined in shimmering blue, and the leather platform boots on his feet were a brilliant, shining red.ย
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wearโฆ
You knew it wasnโt actually Ziggy Stardust standing there; logically, you knew that much to be true. David Bowie had died several years ago, and while you now believed in alien life on other planets, and magic, and superheroes - you still knew the matter of ghosts to be entirely science fiction.ย
Rational thought, if you had been capable of it in that moment, would have told you that this was just your celestial partner practicing another one of his illusions. But this mirage was so much more powerful than reason, or fact, or reality could have ever hoped to be. While shoulder-strung spectral harps blared from the record player and the harmonized magnetism of flesh and blood and God stood before you, the only conclusion to be reached was that youโd finally lost your entire mind.ย
Now itโs time to leave the capsule if you dareโฆ
Other than his hair, his illusion was categorically perfect: the only hint of Loki underneath this glamour was the flicker of mischievous green hiding behind heterochromatic eyes. But those werenโt Lokiโs cheekbones, or his lips, or his nose.ย
They were David fucking Bowieโs.ย
This is Major Tom to Ground Controlโฆ
Your jaw dropped even further when he finally noticed you. He turned someone elseโs body, and he lifted someone elseโs chin. The illustrious and supernal smile he flashed in your direction tugged at someone elseโs lips. But the confidence that radiated out of him, like the infernal rays of an ever-bursting star, belonged to Loki, and Loki alone.ย
It was different from Bowieโs, but still somehow the same; despite the oddity of both their ensembles, neither outfit had worn either man. And similar to that ethereal mortal from over 50 years ago, Lokiโs aura overrode any bewildered question ofย why, and instead begged the eternal question ofย how?ย
Iโm stepping through the doorโฆ
How was he making this look work for him? Just like Bowie, Loki was equal parts striking and ridiculous. He was magnetic and breathtaking, he was pulling you in while simultaneously stunning the oxygen from your lungs. No thoughts, no words, no sounds could ever truly capture the true essence of this scene, and all you could manage was another stunned laugh as you looked him up and down.ย
His lips finally moved, but you couldnโt hear what he was saying. A symphony of guitars and keyboards and organs and stringed instruments all crescendoed together to effectively pay tribute to the creation of this universe and drown out his voice. The sound, dizzying and disorienting, overpowered the feel of the floor beneath your feet until gravity was no longer enough to keep you tethered to the Earth.ย
And Iโm floating in the most peculiar wayโฆ
Your mind, completely overwhelmed by the glowing specter just ten feet away, had become entirely blank. You were rendered so totally speechless that you forgot every single detail about your past. You simply werenโt you anymore; you were an astronaut from a distant planet on the other side of the universe, and you always had been.ย
You werenโt standing on the 22nd floor of Stark Tower, you were opening the hatch of an imaginary spacecraft, you were taking that first step out onto an unexplored moon. You were leaving the very first footprints upon its previously untouched surface, and you were carving your name into its virgin moondust. You were leaving your mark for future generations to someday gaze upon, in sheer awe of the audacity to wonder what else could be out there.ย
And the stars look very different todayโฆย
Without even noticing, you let go of the bag of Halloween candy; whether it also began floating or if it crashed to your bedroom floor was no longer any of your concern. All you could think about was if it felt this surreal, this mind-blowing to look upon the real David Bowie. How did anybody manage to not spontaneously combust in his presence?ย
All sense of relative dimensions lost their meaning. Space was completely irrelevant, time was a fictional construct. The universe was never going to stop expanding, so would anyone ever be able to see it all? How could a numerical value ever be assigned to the entire concept of time? Why were any of us here?ย
For here, am I sitting in a tin can?ย
You had no way of knowing how much time had passed, but at some point, Loki must have realized that heโd broken you. Without losing his proud smile, he waved a hand in the direction of your record player. Its needle lifted, and an eerie silence immediately descended over the room.ย
As soon as the music stopped, part of the spell clouding your mind vanished. A rush of oxygen suddenly filled your lungs, and your heart finally returned to its beating. Blood resumed its journey through your veins, and the floor became substantial underneath your feet again. You blinked once, twice, three times and shook your head, trying to clear it so that you might be able to ask just one of the million questions that all popped up at the exact same time.ย
โSomething the matter, dear?โย
Your eyes flew back open. Unfortunately, his glamour was still in place, and it was Ziggy Stardust that gingerly approached your position by the door. And when heโd spoken, it wasnโt Lokiโs voice youโd heard - it was the voice of David Bowie.ย
Unsure of what to do with yourself, inundated and engulfed in sensations of the most flustered manner, you squeezed your eyes shut again. Your arms crossed and uncrossed, your knees locked and unlocked as your weight shifted back and forth. You couldnโt help but laugh and shake your head again.ย
โLoki, umโฆWhat theโฆโ You had to pause to let out a deep, shaky breath, to run your hands up and down your face in a desperate attempt to wake from this very confusing dream. โWhat, um - are you doing, exactly?โย
The air around you warmed considerably as he stopped in front of you, and the amusement in Bowieโs voice, so smooth and so sure of himself, was more than palpable as he spoke.ย
โPreparing for the masquerade, my dear. The same thing you were doing all afternoon.โ
A gentle finger tilted your chin upwards, silently requesting that your eyes open again. When you did, it was Ziggy Stardust staring down at you from his impressive height, his expression curious and the unnecessarily tall boots he stood upon just making everything worse for you.ย
You gasped breathlessly. Your brain almost melted entirely. The massive crush youโd had on David Bowie when you were 13 years old suddenly roared to life once more. Youโd never told anyone about it, because everyone else your age was in love with the much more socially acceptable choices of Nick Carter or Justin Timberlake. Back then, admitting to a near-fatal attraction on an androgynous, bisexual and eccentric musician from the 1970s would have been akin to signing your own death warrant.ย
Nowadays, such a crush was far more acceptable to have, but you thought those feelings had faded away with adolescence. Thereโd been no reason to bring it up, not even when youโd first introduced Loki to Bowieโs music. And now you were standing face-to-chest with the physical embodiment of your lie by omission.ย
Overwhelmed once more, you backed away from him and covered your eyes. โOkay, can you - take those boots off, please? Youโre already ridiculously taller than me, so you donโt need themโฆโย
โAs you wish, darling.โย
His voice, though sincere, was still someone elseโs. Admittedly, it was intoxicating to hear Bowieโs voice addressing you in such a loving, familiar tone - but it was also incredibly intimidating. You were already on the verge of collapse as it was; you didnโt need yet another reason to make a very rapid crash landing to the floor.ย
Carefully, you let out a very slow breath to steady yourself. โAnd - can you also go back to usingย yourย voice, please?โย
There was a brief moment of silence, and a part of you wished you could see the enchanting smirk he almost certainly wore at that very moment. When he finally answered, it was in his own voice again, but it was just as amused as Bowieโs voice had been.ย
โAs you wish, darling.โย
You let out a shuddered sigh of relief, and your body relaxed somewhat. When you cracked open your eyelids from behind your fingers, he was still Ziggy, but the sight was a little easier to deal with now that he stood at his normal height and spoke with his actual voice.ย
Now that he was closer, you took in the comforting notes of citrus and cedarwood on his skin, scents you knew to be Lokiโs. You swallowed hard, your pupils dilated wildly as you finally allowed yourself to look him over.ย
โYou did this for the Halloween party?โ you asked softly.ย
Lokiโs expression was much more reserved now, and he nodded earnestly. โYes, I thought you would enjoy it. Is that not the case?โย
Your breath hitched as you reached out to touch him. Your fingertips brushed along the golden collar around his neck. The material was soft and pliable, not like the polyester youโd find on a cheap costume from a pop-up Halloween store. No, the fabric Loki wore was both real, and it wasnโt. It was the truth, but it was also a lie. He was both mortal and ethereal simultaneously.ย
โAnd what made you choose this version of David Bowie to imitate?โย
The reimagined figure of Ziggy Stardust shrugged nonchalantly. His gaze, as intent and dedicated as ever, remained locked on your expression while your fingers drifted over to his shoulder pads, and then back down to the center of his chest.ย
โWell, the other night you remarked on how much I supposedly resembled this particular mortalโฆโย
A shy smile pulled at your lips. โOkay, go onโฆโย
He reached out to caress your cheek, his thumb soft and solid against your skin. โAnd I was thinking about that film you showed me. The one that used music to tell its storyโฆโ
You stifled another giggle by pulling your lower lip between your teeth. Both of your hands found their way to his chest, one of them pulling the zipper of his jumpsuit until you could see just the barest hint of his chest hair.ย
โA music video. Theย Space Oddityย music video, specificallyโฆโย
Ziggy, or Loki - whomever it was - donned a playful grin. โYes, of course. With the oscillating, dark-green lines. I quite enjoyed that oneโฆโย
You nodded absentmindedly. Your fingers, like they had a mind of their own, tugged the zipper down just a little bit further. Its metal teeth, crafted with the utmost precision possible, gave way and unlocked so easily to reveal even more of his skin, and your heart hammered inside your chest.ย
It was impossible that Loki couldnโt see right through your expression, that he didnโt know about the salacious thoughts swirling around in your head. Like heโd expected you to have this very reaction, he gently slipped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer, until you were pressed all the way against him.ย
โDarling, I know that the stress of preparing for this particular soiree has been weighing heavily on your mind as of lateโฆโ he continued with a soft murmur as he delicately spun you both around and guided you back towards the bed. โAnd I wanted to do something to help alleviate that burden for youโฆโย
Your heart leapt violently into your throat. At first, it was the surprise that heโd noticed your inner turmoil that did you in, but then it shifted towards dismay over you apparently not hiding it as well as you thought you were.ย
โIโm afraid I donโt know what youโre talking about,โ you replied with an innocent smile as he slowly lowered you both down to the mattress.ย
But yes,ย of courseย youโd been feeling tons of pressure lately about the party. The Avengers had all known about your relationship with Loki for a while, but the rest of the Tower still didnโt - and neither did the rest of the world. They were all going to find out at the Halloween party.ย
Loki chuckled and allowed his weight to fully settle on top of yours. โWhat have I told you about good girls who like to lie, my love?โ he murmured softly, his lips brushing teasingly against yours.ย
While you didnโt really care what everyone else thought about you, what they thought about Loki was many magnitudes of greater importance. He was already in a very precarious situation as it was; depending on the pundit or publication, his every scowl was interpreted as one of disdain for the human race, his every word a threat that he was just moments away from leading another alien invasion.ย
They already hated him, and theyโd never forgive him for New York, no matter how well heโd behaved since.ย
Your breath shuddered, and your fingers couldnโt help but tangle between the dark curls that were so effortlessly Lokiโs. โThat they shouldโฆdo it more, probably?โย
Any mistake he made in the field was grounds for his dismissal, anytime he drank a glass of wine instead of a beer was his blatant attempt to dismantle democracy itself. His every move was overanalyzed and deciphered by a bunch of people who had never even met him, who never even cared to know what he was like behind closed doors or in private, when he actually felt safe to be himself.ย
They didnโt even care that heโd been corrupted by measures of torture theyโd never have been able to survive themselves. Or that it had been entirely against his will, or that even while his invasion was taking place, he was subtly laying the groundwork for the Avengers to be able to stop him in the first place.ย
โA valiant attempt, darling, but we both know that wasnโt what I meantโฆโ he whispered hotly, nippling at your jaw. He adjusted the angle of his hips, and he began to roll them against yours.ย
You moaned softly in response. Your mind began to melt, this time in pleasure instead of shock. The juxtaposition of Loki and Bowie and Ziggy, though confusing at first, started to make sense. It scratched an itch you couldnโt possibly have guessed that you had, and it created an intense need deep within your soul.
Unable to resist him any further, you captured his lips in a fiery kiss, and he eagerly returned it. His mouth worked hard and fast against yours, in a brand new style of coruscating and devastating passion. Hot and heavy, the kiss tasted just like Lokiโs always had, but now it contained an extra dose of stardust.ย
Loki's hands cupped your cheeks, thumbs brushing against your cheekbones, his hips again rolling against yours. His breath was quick against your skin, his needy groans like music to your ears. This transcendental combination of the past and present, of both the mortal plane and of the stars themselves, somehow craved you this badly and he wasnโt even afraid to show it.ย
It was so strange; Loki may have come from the stars, but somehow, he was still beholden to you here on Earth.ย
Within moments your legs wrapped themselves around his waist. Your tongue swiped at his bottom lip, requesting entry, and he granted it. Your hands drifted to his neck, his drifted to your thighs, and your bodies writhed together, eagerly, desperately, hungrily.ย
The heat between you escalated even further - the kind of heat that usually precipitated the creation of a new star in the sky. Just as you began to yank the jumpsuitโs zipper down further, a shimmer of emerald washed down your bodies, effortlessly and fully undressing the both of you.ย
You fuckingย lovedย it when he did that.ย
Loki could use his magic to do anything he wanted; he could, and had already, used it to destroy, and to maim, and to control. But now he only used it to protect the ones heโd previously tried to conquer. Now he just used it to love - or when he couldnโt handle not being inside you for another second.ย
His skin was hot against yours, his hands worshiped your curves. Your body stretched and arched underneath his, taking him in, making love to him like it was the very first time. It always felt that way, like you were floating one hundred thousand miles above the Earth, like the stars were finally within reach and only now could you actually reach them.ย
Your fingernails dug into his hips. The sound of the creaking bed was soon drowned out by breathless moans against your ear, of prayers and curses and promises. Your toes curled, your eyelids fluttered shut. Wild movements crescendoed into the purest form of what you knew to be the truth: the Earth was blue, the moon was silver, and Lokiโs love would always be with you no matter where he went.ย
The orgasm ripped through you like a gravitational force collapsing the entire universe. Your muscles tensed, your body trembled underneath him. Pleasure seeped out of your pores and you cried out for him, incoherent and delirious. It felt like you had left your body entirely - remarkably disconnected from reality, but still safely anchored to him.ย
Loki fell off the edge just after you did. His muscles contracted as he clung to you, his voice nothing but shameless groans and heated gasps. With parted lips and a heavy breath, he intertwined his fingers with yours, he buried his face into your neck, and together your bodies finally collapsed within that mutual satisfaction.ย
An immeasurable length of time passed during the quiet contentment that followed, and by now, the sun had fully set. Unsure of whether you were just dozing or if youโd actually joined the astral plane, you allowed yourself to remain limp and boneless in his arms. Once again, gravity had no authority here, and you found peace just drifting aimlessly through the ever-growing expansion of outer space.ย
โYou never answered my earlier question, darlingโฆ.โย
Lokiโs demulcent voice gently pulled you back down to Earth. Your eyelids struggled to open underneath the pressure of the planetโs immense gravity, and suddenly you couldnโt remember anything that had transpired beforehand.ย
โNo, Iโm...pretty sure I answered it already,โ you replied with a false confidence, stretching your body against his in an obvious attempt to distract him.ย
He chuckled and shifted with you, propping himself up on one elbow. His other hand traced a swirling pattern along your hip. โAnd Iโm quite certain that you didnโt, loveโฆโ
For someone called the God of Mischief, he was surely determined to never let you get away with anything. You let out a laughing groan of frustration, and as your eyes opened, as you looked up into his, your breath vanished from your lungs.ย
The stars looked so different now. They werenโt Ziggyโs, nor Bowieโs, anymore - they were Lokiโs. His glamour had started to fail while you were making love, and now the large constellations of the deepest greens and blues, of Loki himself, were all that stared lovingly back at you.ย
Loki grinned when he noticed the awe in your expression. His brow arched in a curious and teasing fashion when you couldnโt answer him.ย
โMy goodness, sheโs turned into a cosmonaut and floated away, hasnโt sheโฆ?โ he murmured softly, pretending to talk to himself. He took his fingers and made them dance against the sensitive skin of your neck to get your attention. โHello, darling? Are you still there?โย
Almost immediately you were drowning in a fit of giggles. You scrunched up your shoulders and tried to squirm away, laughing and cursing at him while Loki continued his teasing. But his fingers, tender yet relentless on your sensitive skin, made it impossible to keep your eyes open or coordinate your muscles enough to put a stop to his attack.ย
โYes, hello? I was wondering if youโve seen a beautiful girl in there?โ he continued in that same vexatious tone, his hold on you tightening as he nuzzled his face to yours. โSheโs my darling companion, and Iโve been missing her terribly. Can you tell her to come back to me, please?โย
You let out more breathless laughs, you made more desperate wriggles in his grasp. If youโd been able to see anything, you would have seen his cheeky grin and sparkling eyes, all lit up with mirth and devilry. There was absolutely nothing Loki loved more than play, and perhaps that was the true meaning of life anyway.ย
But when you finally cried out for mercy, he instantly relented, granting you more benevolence within a single moment of play than heโd ever been given in centuries. And all things considered, Loki was still quite delicate in his handling of you. After all, he had gentleness woven deep within him - the kind that had developed out of defiance, not because it was taught, and that just made him all the more genuine.ย
Dutifully, like it was an honor, he shifted your bodies so that he was on his back and you were nestled safely to his chest. Your leg curled around his, and after his fingers completed their soothing motions over the skin heโd just attacked, they moved in wide swoops along your back.ย
โI suppose I should repeat my question then?โ he murmured softly after kissing your temple.ย
His skin, soft and smooth and pale, now smelled like an ancient fire that could burn his way through anything, if heโd wanted it to. It was intoxicating. You wondered if that was the same scent that had once filled the air of Asgard, if youโd ever get to experience it yourself someday.ย
โMmm, yeah. I think you shouldโฆโย
Loki cleared his throat, hesitating. His fingertips drifted up to the divot of your shoulder. โDid you truly not enjoy the costume I chose?โย
His voice was so quiet, so tender that it made your heart ache a little bit. You shifted on the bed, leaning up to look him in the eyes.ย
โNo, I did love it, Loki! It was really thoughtful of you, and for a second, Iโฆโ You smiled fondly, recalling the moment you first saw him, while one of your favorite songs ever blasted from your record player. โI really thought it wasย actuallyย David Bowie, back from the deadโฆโย
Loki quirked an eyebrow. โAnd so naturally, your first reaction was toโฆlaugh at it?โย
Your lips pursed together, trying to suppress another one. โOkay, Iโm sorry about that. But I wasnโt laughing at the costume, it was honestly justโฆreally overwhelming to walk in and see so unexpectedlyโฆโ
โOh, you found it to beย overwhelming, did you?โ Loki grinned again, apparently possessing an infinite supply of them. โMy poor little dearest, Iโm afraid you only have yourself to blame for that.โ
โMe?!โ you laughed incredulously. โBut Iโm the victim here!โ
So sure of himself, Loki gave a teasing nod. โYes, you see, darling - I was in the process of choosing the appropriate level of detail for the illusion when you so rudely interrupted meโฆโ
You maintained a playful, sarcastic expression as he explained himself. โSure, sure. Or you could have just, you knowโฆlockedย the bedroom door if you didnโt want to be interruptedโฆโย
Loki chucked and playfully swatted at your hip. โSo then tell me, what about it was too much for you? I had already decided that the red hair was a bit excessive, but should I alter the clothing as well? The voice?โ he asked, his hand now softly soothing the skin heโd just swatted.ย
You silently thanked whatever it was other there that Loki had decided to keep his actual hair; it was one of his best features. Almost automatically, your fingers drifted through those gorgeous strands of caliginous curls, relishing in their strength and fluidity. He let out a tranquil hum when your touch grazed his scalp, and the sound was so effortless, so real, that nothing else could ever compare.ย
Unfortunately, your thoughts then drifted towards far less pleasant topics.ย
No one in their right mind could ever bring Lokiโs capabilities as a sorcerer into question, especially not during battle. In fact, Wanda had previously expressed feelings of inadequacy when comparing her talents to his. But he had spent entireย centuriesย perfecting his craft, heโd dedicated entire human lifetimes to his studies - to the point where most people remained completely unaware of its full extent once an illusion had been cast.ย
A large part of that was because he preferred to remain an unanswerable question to everyone else, especially after the attack on New York. Heโd rather they looked at his daggers instead of at his soul, or at the black heart he worried was the true source of his seidr. He didnโt want anyone to know what he was truly capable of, lest they fear him even more - or try to use his own knowledge against him.ย
But if he wore the illusion of one of Bowieโs personas to the party - not dressed as, but if he actuallyย wasย the physical embodiment of Ziggy Stardust come back to life - then everyone would know just how afraid of him they should be. You could see the fear-mongering op-ed headlines already -ย Former Alien Invader Transforms Himself into a Dead Rocker. Whatโs to Stop Him from Imitating the President Next?ย
And the critics who didnโt make that massive jump towards an impossible conclusion? You already knew that if he wore the wrong costume to the party, theyโd have even more reason to pick him apart; if they secretly loved his costume, theyโd simply accuse him of pandering. There was literally no direction for him to go that wouldnโt result in more needless hatred being spewed at him.ย
Even more pressing than all of that, what if they accused him of corrupting an innocent human when they learned about your relationship? You desperately didnโt want to make his life harder than it needed to be, but neither could you face bringing that concern up to him; what if he secretly agreed with them? What if he decided he was defiling your entire life just by existing within it?
What if he decided to leave you, in order to correct that grievous mistake?ย
Your fingertips gently traced the angle of his jaw. His eyes drifted closed as he clearly savored your touch, and his expression was just so serene, so peaceful. You couldnโt let him sacrifice that tranquility for the sake of a party; Loki may not have needed your protection on the battlefield, but you sure as hell werenโt going to let him wander into danger back at home.ย
โWell, maybe the issue is that you were using anย illusion, instead of a costumeโฆโย
His eyes fluttered open beneath a furrowed brow. His pupils widened before fixating on you. โI donโt understand. The goal is toย becomeย the subject in question, is it not?โย
You couldnโt help but laugh again; sometimes he surprised you with how human he was, and other times it was because of howย alienย he was. Letting out a slow breath, you pushed yourself up to sitting next to him. Your legs curled over to the side, and you draped yourself across his chest.ย
โI think the real issue is that you might beย slightlyย misunderstanding the point of a costume contest,โ you began with a gentle smile. โUsing magic to alter your appearance for a contest could be consideredโฆcheating, by some people.โย
His expression was tender, but unrelenting. โIโm still not seeing the problem, darling. If Iโm to become someone else in order to participate, then Iโm going toย becomeย someone elseโฆโย
โBut the whole point is how muchย effortย you put into the costume,โ you explained with a gentle head tilt. โItโs about how creative you can be with either a limited skill set, or a small budget, or shortened time constraintsโฆโย
You paused for a moment to let your words sink in before continuing.
โAnd Iโm so sorry, but using magic justโฆisnโt that much effort for you. No matter how amazing or lifelike the illusion is.โย
He nodded, and his eyes flickered with understanding. For a very brief moment, he seemed to be taking your words to heart. But when his lips curved into a cheeky grin, you knew he was about to make another snarky comment.ย
โYouโre saying Stark will have a conniption if I win the costume contest at his own party? Is that it?โย
You sighed and rolled your eyes while matching his smile. It was actually incredible that he still had this much energy to devote towards acting like a total menace. โYes, if it helps you to think about it like that, then that is exactly what Iโm trying to sayโฆโย
Loki continued thinking about your explanation for another moment, his gaze distant while his hand ran along the length of your arm. Eventually, the grin on his face slowly shifted towards one of true sincerity.ย
โAlright then. What would you suggest I do instead?โย
You met his gaze with an even bigger smile of your own. All that remained of his illusion was a jagged, crimson lightning bolt stretching down his cheek, and you brought your fingertips down to gently trace along the boltโs edges. His skin was so very soft, the transition between alabaster and crimson so seamless. It was only then that you remembered one of the purchases made earlier that day with Wanda and Nat.ย
โWell, for startersโฆI think we ought to actuallyย paintย this design on your face.โย
Before he could even respond, you had already hopped out of bed - not that you would have responded to him anyway. And while wearing nothing but a scheming grin, you practically soared across the room, stopping just long enough to grab a few clothes from the bedroom floor on your way to the living room.ย
โWe ought to doย what, darling?โ Lokiโs incredulous voice called out after you disappeared through the doorway.ย
As you hurried into the living room, you bounced on one foot, and then the other, while pulling the pair of panties up to your hips. After clumsily slipping the t-shirt over your head and guiding your arms through its sleeves, you lowered down to your knees next to the shopping bags left by the front door.ย
Did you have any experience with painting faces? None whatsoever.
Was that going to stop you now? Absolutely not. His illusion may have been overwhelming, but Lokiโs inspiration of picking a David Bowie character for his Halloween costume was beyond perfect, and you were going to do whatever it took to make that idea a more feasible reality.ย
Rummaging past the bright pink wig and the fringed flapper dress and the vampire fangs purchased earlier that day, you finally found it: a palette of Halloween make-up. The flat, rectangular box contained a few small brushes and a row of circular discs, each one filled with a different and very bright shade of creamy, metallic make-up.ย
It was definitely a very cheap make-up set, and probably had way too many questionable ingredients that youโd never be able to fully investigate, but it should work just fine for this little trial - as long as Loki let you anywhere near him with it. You were sure that he would after batting your pretty little eyelashes at him.ย
Back in the bedroom, you could hear him shifting on the bed. You shot back up to your feet. โDonโt get up! Just stay right there, Loki, Iโm coming back!โ
You carefully ripped into the package as you padded across the living room. Not only was this your first time painting someoneโs face, but it might be the first time Lokiโd ever had his face painted as well. A twinge of excitement, laced with a hint of unease, swam freely inside your veins; there was a good reason why your skillset had led you towards a career of getting beat up on a professional level, instead of towards a quieter, peaceful career of make-up artistry or hair-styling.ย
Complicating matters even more was the fact that Loki was quite particular about his appearance. The last thing you wanted to do was ruin this newfound interest in the Halloween party.ย
When you returned to the doorway of your bedroom, Loki was seated on the edge of your shared bed. His long legs were spread wide, with delicious expanses of thigh peeking out between the tousled sheets. His expression was dreamy and brooding as he ran a large hand through his midnight curls, like his thoughts were a hundred thousand miles away while he smoothed and detangled.ย
His face lit up when he finally noticed you, but then it dropped when he saw what you were holding. โPlease tell me thatโs a joke. Youโre joking with that, yes?โย
You grinned and shook your head like you were trying to fling your nervous energy into a nearby galaxy. โNot a chance. Scoot!โ you laughed, waving your hand to get him to make room for you.ย
He complied, but still let out a frustrated groan as he shifted to the middle of the bed and leaned back against the headboard. โDarling, beย reasonable. Iโm already getting a rash just looking at that preposterous concoctionโฆโย
โOh,ย come on! โ you whined, fluttering your eyelashes in a way you know he both loved and hated. โI know itโs notย Armani, but youโll survive a test run with it, right?โย
Loki sighed, and then he softly patted the mattress next to him. โYouโre lucky youโre so damn adorableโฆโย
โI know. Itโs a blessing and a curse for you, isnโt it?โย
Having won the first battle, you settled next to him on the bed. Your legs curled up underneath you, and with an innocent smile, you blinked at him once more, a silent request that he drop the final remainder of his illusion. The lightning bolt on his face disappeared with an emerald glimmer, and a playful smirk replaced it.ย
โYes, it is. And youโre going to be so very embarrassed if this folderol does actually kill meโฆโย
You carefully pried open the palette and dragged a brush through the creamy, red substance on the palette. โOh, please. Of all the things that could kill you, itโsย notย going to be drug-store brand holiday make-upโฆโย
Starting at his forehead, you made gentle strokes against his skin, testing to see how well it absorbed the cream. As expected, it didnโt smear very well, the edges were smudged and uneven. But there was no need to panic just yet - it was still completely fixable. That is, as long as you avoided direct eye contact with him, or else you might become even more flustered than you already were.ย
Lokiโs gaze shifted as you worked, watching either your hands or your face depending on whether you were gathering color or painting his skin. His features were soft, his eyes still dreamy as he watched you work, but you carefully kept your attention towards the task at hand; his attention was like a black hole of colossal proportions, and once you were caught in it, the only thing keeping you from splitting into a million different strands of yourself was Loki himself.ย
When he realized his alluring good-looks werenโt enough to distract you this time, he switched to a different tactic.
โDarling, do you really expect me to believe that Stark is allowing Miss Potts to paintย hisย face for the party?โย
You snorted, expecting nothing less from someone called the God of Mischief. โIf Tony knows whatโs good for him, he is.โ
As you pulled the brush across the bridge of his nose, Loki let out a chuckle and titled his head. โIs that some sort of veiled threat, darling? What happens if I refuse to cooperate with you?โย
That little movement was just enough to ruin what might have been a decent brush stroke, and it made you smear crimson down the length of his nose instead of diagonally across his cheek.ย
โHey, stop moving!โ you gasped and laughed at the same time. โOr youโre gonna wind up looking even more ridiculous!โย
โWould it be rude to say that I find that difficult to believe, my love?โย
Ignoring his comment, you licked the tips of your finger and swiped it along the edges of the lightning bolt, trying to smooth it out. When the makeup just smeared instead of erasing neatly, a new rush of panic settled in your chest. You licked your finger again and rubbed it harder over his skin, and then you tried using your other, untainted fingers - but all that resulted in was the tips of those digits, and now your tongue, turning the brightest red to have ever existed.ย
โSomething the matter, darling?โ Loki asked knowingly, repeating his earlier question. He pursed his lips together, just barely attempting to suppress a vindicated smile as he watched you struggle. โIs theย inferiorย product you insisted upon ruining theย homemadeย look youโd imagined for me?โย
Forcing your expression into one of neutrality required a tremendous amount of effort. โNope. Everythingโs going perfectly, my love,โ you lied, switching the makeup palette to your other hand. Within seconds, the fingertips of both hands were traitorously stained with the truth.ย
โReally? Youโre absolutely sure about that, darling?โ Loki asked, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he glanced at the make-up palette. โPlease correct me if Iโm mistaken, but there seems to be more tint on your fingers than whatโs left in the containerโฆโย
Your face scrunched up in amused frustration, and the unpleasant taste of chemicals and oils now completely coated your tongue. โMmhmm, this is aโฆtotally normal part of the process.โย
His comments were just making everything worse, but you were still determined to see this attempt through to the end. At that point, the makeup palette was discarded entirely and soon became lost within the bed sheets as you pushed yourself up to your knees and shifted closer to him. You took the hem of your t-shirt and pulled it up in a desperate attempt to finally fix the boltโs outline and salvage your work.ย
You swiped the soft fabric down the length of his nose, but the make-up must have believed your t-shirt to be a brush, and all you did was push the red deeper into his skin. Silently cursing yourself, you pulled your t-shirt up further and tried to focus on gathering as much color as possible. Secretly though, you prayed that effectively flashing him like this would distract him from making more teasing comments at your expense.ย
But that didnโt quite work either, and Lokiโs chuckle from behind your t-shirt was both leeryย andย leering.ย
โAnd now youโve resorted to seduction as a means of distraction from your liesโฆโ he purred, the sound almost a growl as he brought his hands to your waist. โIโd say our relationship might be having a negative effect on your morality, darling, but youโd be much better at this if it wasโฆโย
You were still determined not to let him win, even as a shuddered breath tumbled from your lips. Your heart beat faster in your chest as the entire front of your t-shirt became tinted with red, and your face warmed from the feel of his hands gliding down to your hips.ย
โItโs fine! Itโs fine, Loki. Trust me, Iโve done this a million - โย
โSweetheart.โย
Lokiโs voice was kind but firm when he interrupted. He leaned back as he pulled your shirt down, revealing the devastation on his face that your attempts to fix had caused. โPlease just admit that youโre not very good at thisโฆโย
You gasped and clamped a hand over your mouth. There was red everywhere - in his eyebrows and his eyelashes, across his right cheek and somehow, underneath his chin. The combination of mess on his both serious and amused expression was a horrifying, delightful sight, and you only barely managed to swallow the giggle bubbling in your throat.ย
Loki arched a suspicious eyebrow. He flicked his wrist and produced a small, handheld mirror with his seidr, and he stared at you expectantly - granting you one final opportunity to come clean, as it were.ย
โCome on, darling. I will love you no less if you just admit it.โย
But you couldnโt; all you could manage was to laugh, cover your eyes and brace for the inevitable as he finally looked at his reflection.ย
โThis is absolutely marvelous, darling,โ he finally replied in a wry tone of voice.ย
You shook while trying to suppress another laugh, but it was all over now. Heโd seen the abominable, unskilled attempt at facial decoration youโd left on his skin, and you knew he was never going to let you hear the end of it despite the fact that he was laughing too.ย
โAnd you were absolutely right, this isย soย much better than using magic. Perhaps I should go into battle like this. I could simplyย frightenย our enemies to deathโฆโย
You let out a heavy laugh of defeat and let your hands fall to your thighs. You were sure there was probably red make-up smudged all over your own face as well now, but you didnโt care anymore. โAlright, so.ย Maybeย Iโm not that great at painting facesโฆโย
โOh, on theย contrary, sweet girlโฆโ Loki chuckled as he tossed the mirror away and pulled you closer, settling you over his lap. He leaned up and nuzzled his nose to yours. โThis isย impeccableย work. Stunning, evenโฆโย
โNo, stop it! Youโre making a mess!โ you laughed and tried to look away, but his face followed yours, no doubt just smearing even more make-up all over each other. โLoki! Youโre ruining all of my hard work!โย
His arms tightened around you. He began to kiss and nip at your jaw, your nose, your neck. โOr am I making it moreย authentic? Did you ever think about that, darling?โย
Resigning yourself to retaliation at Lokiโs level, you matched his every kiss and nip with another to his jaw, his nose, his neck. He let out an encouraging chuckle and cupped your jaw with his hands, angling your face properly to his. When your lips finally met, he let out a soft hum, and then his kiss shifted into one of reassurance.ย
Your arms slid around his neck as he leaned back against the headboard. His lips moved slowly and tenderly as he held you close to his chest, and they said everything that you needed to know. This was okay,ย heย was okay. Aside from a few errant, washable streaks of crimson on his face, nothing real was actually amiss here.ย
He may have been teasing you before, but he was also loving you. The experiment had yielded far less than stellar results, but that was still okay. A suitable ensemble for the party would be found eventually - or perhaps just better make-up products - and the two of you were still going to have as much fun as someone could have at a corporate holiday party, even if there were a few extra pairs of wandering eyes there.ย
After another moment or two, the kiss broke naturally. You let out a slow breath and pressed your forehead to his. โAlright, I fully admit that I completely suck at face-painting. We donโt have to go down that routeโฆโย
Loki smiled and nodded. A glimmering wash of emerald erased any evidence of red from all skin and clothing. โYes, Iโm quite certain that we can come up with something elseโฆโย
By revealing his mortal partner to the world, youโd hoped it would soften the rough edges of Loki that his detractors wanted to keep illuminated underneath a hateful microscope. Youโd wanted to protect him, to make his life simpler, to possibly ease his troubled integration on the planet heโd once tried to subjugate.ย
But the relaxed smile on his lips told you that he didnโt need you to do any of those things. Loki was from the stars, yes, but he only ever clung to one specific thing. He may have come from on high, his perspective and past experiences originating from a millennia away from yours, but he was still here, looking at you. Loving only you.
You were his, and he was yours. No amount of criticism, or any blades held to his throat, or cruel darts thrown at his loving eyes were ever going to avert his gaze. They could make him climb mountains on mountains to get to you, but as long as there were sunbirds to soar back down with, then it was all worth it, wasnโt it?ย
Your hands slid into his hair, gently tangling themselves within his dark curls. Your eyes roamed slowly over his angular features and icy blue eyes, admiring the planes of his cheekbones and the true depth of his gaze that simultaneously showcased both the wide expanse of outer space and your own reflection within his irises.ย
Loki was timeless. He was broken and hopeful, grateful and almost too intelligent to not know better. He was pensive, and he understood light and dark better than anyone else youโd ever met. The noir shadows of his heart were what had initially drawn you in, but the hidden brilliance of his glowing soul was what had made you stay.ย
A new idea coalesced inside your heart, and you settled your hips to his with a sly grin. โAre you by any chance familiar with myย favoriteย David Bowie persona?โย
Loki smiled again, but this time he shook his head. โAre you really only telling meย nowย that theย Space Oddityย himself is not your favorite persona of his?โ he murmured curiously.ย
You bit your lip and reached for your laptop on the nightstand, eager to introduce him to something brand new once more.
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Chapter 13 - The Terror of Knowing
Series Masterlist
Author's Note: Iโd like to dedicate this Chapter to Eric Kripke. This oneโs for you. Bitch. Chapter Title from Under Pressure By Queen & David Bowie.
Word Count: 21.6k (I'm crazy. I'm on a roll. I haven't slept more than 4 hours.)
Chapter Summary/Warnings: Ben get's a phone, and Victoria Neuman undergoes big changes. Usual warnings. Also somnophilia? Kind of? You'll see.
Tags: Soldier Boy/Supe!Female Reader, canon divergence, enemies to friends to lovers, canon divergence, slow burn, fluff, angst, pining
Read on A03!
Chapter 12 - Chapter 14
This was going to be a very long, entertaining day.
You get up early in the morning, sneaking downstairs to grab the phones youโd left abandoned after last nightโs fight and subsequent not-fight. Kissing. Youโd kissed Ben.
A lot.ย
It didnโt feel real. It had been realโyou were sure of itโbecause you woke up on Benโs chest and could still feel the ghost of his lips on yours. It was real because his arms were wrapped around your waist, and his hands were slightly under your shirt so his fingers brushed your skin. He hadnโt done that before, touched you like that in his sleep. Heโd mostly rolled up to you like a very large dog, never touching your skin unless you fell asleep with him already doing so. Youโd never been sure if it was purposeful, subconscious, or just something you were overthinking. Just coincidental, simply a byproduct of how heโd essentially throw himself on top of you, tangling blankets and creating natural barriers between your bodies.
But this touch felt purposeful. This touch felt important. Careful and low on your back and different. It was undeniable evidence that last night had been real and not simply another dream.
It took a lot of effort to get out of bed. There was the physical game, where you had to remove yourself from Benโs grasp without waking him up. It involved slow and measured movements, a lot of stopping and waiting when he shifted or snored a little too loud, and several reevaluations of your methods when Ben just pulled you tighter against him.
Then there was the mental game. Where the question wasnโt could you leave the bed, logistically, but did you even want to? Was it really worth it for two stupid phones? Here you had to convince yourself that youโd woken up to Ben holding you many times before, and this wasnโt any different. This was the same, really. Semantically. Youโd be back soon anyway. It would barely be three minutes to go to the living room, grab the phones, and return. But he wasnโt making it easy. He kept bringing you closer, kept making disgruntled sounds when you got a little too far away, and his warm and rough hands on your skin made it hard to do anything that would take them away from you. At one point you were pushing yourself away from Benโs chestโso close to being home free and able to roll out of the bedโand you brushed up against his morning wood.
You had to take a few deep breaths before you could start moving again.
After a tremendous amount of mental effort, some very strategic and well-timed squirming, and another quarter hour youโd gotten out of Benโs arms and fallen down to the floor. Youโd stood up slowly, tiptoed to the door, and all but ran down the stairs. The phones had fallen under the couch and between the cushions during last nightโs events, and you managed to fish them out in only a few minutes. The mission was successful, because youโd gotten the phones in faster than youโd thought you would and Ben was still none the wiser to your absence. Sure, your phone was dead and Benโs was covered in dust, but you had a charger on your bedside table and Ben would have to just be grateful he got a phone.
Now, youโre climbing up the stairs in soft steps, both phones in hand. When you open the door to your room you start a little, because you see Ben sitting up against the headboard and giving you a frown that borders on a pout, narrowing his eyes at you.
โGood morning,โ you say cautiously, scanning his face as you lean against the now-closed door with your hands behind your back.
โWhere did you go?โ
You blink at Benโs grumble. โDownstairs? I didnโt mean to wake you-โย
โWhy,โ Ben snaps, and you realize thatโdespite the sleep lingering in his eyesโheโs upright, hands clenched at his side, leaning forwards slightly. You can even hear something edged into his voice as he continues. โWhat the fuck were you doing.โ
Thereโs a warm, humming feeling of need and comfort in your gut. Itโs trying to move you towards Ben, to pull the frown off his face with your lips, but itโs not stronger than the spark in your chest. The little, bright desire that makes you feel light. That feeds off of Benโs deep voice and surly behavior and just him.
โAw,โ you tilt your head at him with a mocking smile. โDid you miss me?โ
His frown deepens. โNo.โย
โI think you missed me. I think youโre grumpy because you woke up and I wasnโt there.โ
His scowl is almost adorable. โIโm not fucking grumpy.โ You raised your brows at him with a light, teasing grin on your face. โShut up.โ
You hum. โIf you keep whining Iโm not giving you your gift.โ
โGift?โ
You give Ben a grin. โGuess who earned phone privileges.โ You donโt wait for his response before pushing off the door and presenting the phone dramatically. โIt starts with you and ends with cunt.โ
You throw the phone to him, walking towards the bed as you do, and he catches it with ease. โBrat.โ
โJust for that Iโm not telling you what your passcode is.โ
ย โPasscode?โย
โOh shut up,โ you give him a flat look, dropping on the edge of the mattresses. โYou know what a passcode is.โ
โPhones donโt have passcodes. You open them with your face.โ
You snort at Benโs indignant expression. โYour face?โ
โThatโs how you fucking open yours,โ Ben glances between the phone in his hand and you, holding his gaze as you slowly scooting across the bed to plug your own phone in. โIโm not a goddamn idiot-โ
โThen open it.โ You nod at the phone, clenched in Benโs hand. โIf Iโm wrong, just open it.โ
He gives you one last glare, tapping the screen roughly. The phone lights on, displaying a picture of his shield where it's still resting in your bathroom. Ben blinks at the screen, before looking up at you with a frown.
โThatโs my shield.โ
โI know,โ you scan his face, trying to gauge his reaction without touching him. Youโd spent an embarrassing amount of time trying to choose a wallpaper for Benโs phone. A band logo felt weird, youโd considered just a stock photo of the Grand Canyon several times, and there was no way you were about to just put his face there. That wouldโve meant scrolling through a lot of old Soldier Boy promotional photo shoots, and you had already missed him enough. That wouldโve just been cruel to you. Eventually youโd decided the shield was a safe bet, and just taken a photo of it as a placeholder. He could change it later, but you still really wanted him to like it. Which was annoying, because it was just a photo, and he didnโt even knowโnor did he have to ever knowโhow much effort had gone into it. Youโd deleted several angles you deemed bad and shots you thought were blurry. He better like it, because that was fifteen minutes of your life youโd never get back.
Ben looked back at the photo with a frown. โHow did you get that?โ
You blink. โWhat, the photo?โ
He grunts in affirmation, still staring at the screen.
โI took it?โ You say slowly, and he looks up at you.
โWith what. How did it get there.โ
โWith a camera? Youโre not that old,โ you meet Benโs surly frown with a small smile, nudging his shoulder. A mistake, because his confusion runs through you with something rough and easy that sits in your chest. โYouโve definitely seen a camera before. You lived in front of cameras.โ
ย โCameras are big. Iโd have fucking notice if you had one.โ
โWelcome to the wonders of modern technology,โ you reach over his body, flipping the phone over in his hand and tapping the lenses. โPhones have cameras now.โ
ย You look back up at Ben with a grin, and find him still watching you. The rough and easy thing is growing strong through where youโre touching, and your faces are a lot closer together than youโd realized.
โSo, um,โ you canโt make yourself move, the intensity of Benโs gaze locking you against him. โI took the photo. I can show you how-โย
From the corner of your eye, you see Ben drop the phone just before he kisses you. His hand moves up, cupping your face to angle it where he wants you, and you let him. Because this is real, and it makes your head spin happily. Thereโs no noise in your head about trying to notice everything around you and fit it into a puzzle, no reeling about what Benโs thinking. Because youโre falling against his back, leaning over his shoulder, and his lips are soft against yours. All you feel is Ben.
When he pulls back, he has a smug grin on his face. โI canโt believe itโs that easy to shut you up. I shouldโve done this months ago.โ
โFuck you,โ you try and snap, but the words come out breathless and lustful. โStop trying to distract me-โ
โYou donโt seem to be stopping me,โ he winks, and you knee him in the back.
โShut it. Open the phone.โ
He rolls his eyes, but picks it up from his lap. He manages to figure out that you need to swipe up himself, and you feel the tight frustration grow in him when the passcode display pops up. You wait several minutes, letting Ben glower at the screen as he aggressively taps it. That frustration builds in him and you feel it move to coil in your stomach from where you still lean over his shoulder.ย
โReady to admit defeat?โย
โShut the fuck up,โ he grumbles, hitting another set of random numbers with a rigid hand. The words too many failed attempts, try again in 1 minute cover the screen, and Benโs grip on the phone tenses, enough that youโre surprised the screen doesnโt crack. โWhat does that fucking mean.โ
โIt means you donโt know the passcode, so the phone is locked for a minute. If you get it wrong four more times, all the data gets erased.โ
He turns his head to glare at you. โFix it.โ
โSay you were wrong.โ
โNo.โ
You shrug, โthen Iโm not fixing it.โ
โBrat.โ
โCunt.โ
โYouโre fucking annoying.โ
โRight back at you, Pretty Boy. Say you were wrong.โ
โI was fucking wrong. Fix it.โ His voice is low, gravely and annoyed with clipped words, but you can still feel the jagged affection in him. So you smile sweetly, grabbing the phone from his hand as the minute ends.
Youโre hanging around him, body pressed right against his back, head resting on his shoulder, and arms reaching around his neck as you hold the phone up for you both to see. โItโs 696969,โ you enter each number as you speak. โEasy to remember. I can set up the face thing for you later, if you want.โ
He grunts, taking the phone back as you return it to his hand. โWhat the fuck am I supposed to do with it.โ
โWhatever you want, I guess. I put in all the contacts you need, and downloaded some apps-โ
โApps? What the fuck are apps?โ
โJesus,โ you mutter to yourself, fully realizing youโre going to have to walk Ben through this like heโs a toddler. โApps are an abbreviation for applications. You put them on your phone for different things, like texting or entertainment or shopping.โ
โI donโt need entertainment. I have you.โ
His words, paired with the firm way he says themโlike simple and obvious factโmake you feel warm and dizzy, but you just hum. โThen just donโt use it for that. Itโs your phone, Ben, you do what you want with it.โ
โWhat do you use it for?โ His hand comes up to hold your arm around him as he frowns at you.
โMy phone?โ You have to clarify, because heโs so close and thereโs no way heโs not touching you like that on purpose. Trying to make it hard to focus on anything but him.
โFucking obviously.โ
You whack his chest with your free arm. โShut up.โ
โAnswer my question.โ
You try to tune out how his hand is starting to rub against your arm, now certain heโs doing it deliberately. โI donโt know, what does anyone use phones for? Texting, music, photos, social media, porn-โ
โPorn? You use this for porn?โ
โEveryone does. Thereโs lots of porn on the internet, and the internet is on your phone.โ
โWhat kind of porn?โ
โAll of it,โ you shrug. โIf you can think of it, itโs a safe bet itโs on there.โ
โNo,โ Ben tugs you forward a little further, grinning cockily. โWhat kind of porn do you use?โ
You gape at him like a fish. โI, uh, I dunno. Regular porn?โ
โYou can be more fucking specific than that,โ his smile is growing, and you can feel his amusement growing with lust. You have to stop yourself drooling as you respond, because his hunger in your gut is making you thirsty, and his face is so unfairly attractive and distractingly close to yours.
โI am not sharing my porn habits with you, Ben.โ
โWhy the hell not?โ He says your name and it vibrates through you. โI can promise you, it wonโt be something I havenโt fucking seen before. If itโs porn, Iโve seen it.โ
That makes you snort. โI doubt that.โ
The hunger in Ben grows, moving down, down, down into you. โWhat kind of freaky shit are you into that I wouldnโt have seen, Sunshine?โ
โNo, thatโs not-โ you take a deep breath, because you need to defend yourself, and thatโs hard to do when everything feels hot and aching. โThereโs like, a lot of porn on the internet. A lot. And I can promise you thereโs some shit that even youโve never seen.โ
โPromise?โ You canโt meet Benโs eyes as he teases you, because you can feel the strength of his desire and that alone is making you feel faint and feverish. Looking at him would be counterproductive. โThatโs a dangerous fucking promise to make, beautiful.โ
โShut up.โ
He hums. โI think you need to prove it.โ You donโt answer, still refusing to let yourself look at him, and Ben tugs at your arm slightly. โCan you fucking prove it?โ
โIt is not my job to prove that the internet has porn,โ you manage to mumble, and he chuckles.
โMaybe not, but I think weโre a little fucking past only doing things for our jobs.โ
โFuck you.โ
Suddenly, Ben is pulling you around his body, using his hold on your arm to spin you into his lap. His other hand moves up, running through your hair and pulling your head up to look at him, and his whole face is alight with almost ravenous hunger. You canโt look away, even if you wanted to.ย He leans forward, until heโs just a fraction of an inch from you, and whispers, โAll you have to do is fucking ask, and you can.โ
You canโt stop yourself from grabbing his shirt, forcing him forward to close the space between you. This kiss isnโt quite as brutal as last night, but that doesnโt mean itโs not just as desperate. Your legs wrap around Benโs torso, trying to bring him closer as he tugs at your hair to make your head move further back. His arm is back around you, pushing you up against him as he groans into your mouth, and it makes you moan in response. You can feel him, growing hard against your ass as he sucks on your lower lip, and youโve never felt a devouring need as strong as the one in Ben thatโs climbing through your blood and up your spine. It takes every single sliver and bit of willpower you possess to not just give into him, let Ben just keep going until every part of you is flooded with just him and his body.
Itโs just lust, a small voice ringings in your head. Not what you have. Only lust.ย
But that sharp and loud feeling in Benโs chest is still there. Itโs pushing against the lust, making it bigger. And heโs right here, and breathing raggedly into your mouth. His muscles are rippling around you, and his whole body is controlled like heโs holding himself back. He feels so good, and all heโs doing is kissing you. It would be so easy to make him feel like this, to return all heโs giving you by touching him where heโs pushing into your skin.
But if you do that, youโll just be falling further. Youโd already failed to stop yourself just tasting him in the simplest way. If you reached down, even if you were just giving him your hand, that would be another thing youโd need to have forever. Another thing that made you need more.
So when Ben pulls back, first just taking a sharp breath before leaning back down for one last, wet, heavy kiss before resting his forehead against yours, you have to chose your words carefully, picking them out and saying them slowly.
โAre you sure youโre okay with this?โ You ask, your heart still pounding in your ears.
โOkay with what?โ He grunts, and you almost moan just from his voice. Deep and hoarse and just as needy as you feel.
โThis being it right now. Not, you know,โ you glance down pointedly. โMore.โ
โOf fucking course I am.โ Ben sounds offended, like the answer no is unfathomable to him. โWhy the hell wouldnโt I be.โย
โBecause, uh,โ you lean back a little to fully meet his eyes, your voice unsteady. โYouโre you.โ
He scowls, and you can feel his frustration return like a train crashing into you. Tight and sour in his chest. โWhat the fuck does that mean.โ
Itโs hard to keep looking at him. โYou founded herogasm. 40% of what you say is some sort of innuendo. Itโs not bad,โ your own voice is anxious, because you think, know, that you want Benโjust physically, not to mention the other partโmore than he wants you. If this pushes him away, makes him stop kissing you until your mouth is slightly swollen and youโre aching, youโd hate yourself for taking that away from you. โItโs really not. But I just, I canโt do the uh, bigger stuff,โ bad word choice, because you can still feel him against your thigh and now all you can think about is shifting to bring him closer. โSo I just, I just want to make sure this is enough. For you.โ
The sourness is still in him, but his voice isnโt bitter or angry when he speaks. Itโs almost stern. โYou fucking trust me, yeah?โย
โOf course I do.โ The words had barely left his mouth when you answer, your response almost instinctual.
โThen believe me when I say that Iโm more than damn fine with this.โ
You shake your head. โItโs more complicated than that, Ben-โ
โNo itโs not. I want this, you want this. Iโm not going to lie and say I donโt also want to fuck you, because Iโm not a damn pussy and I really fucking do.โ He pushes his hips upwards to emphasize the evidence against you, and you have to bite down a whine. โYou donโt have a goddamn clue how fucking bad I want you. But Iโm not going to make you do a damn thing you donโt want.โ
โI do want,โ your words are weak, and you canโt stop them falling out of you. โWant you. I want you. But itโs just, I canโt-โ
โIs this enough for you?โ Ben says your name, scanning your face with that look that strings every piece of you apart for him to have.
No.
โYes.โ
He nods roughly, moving you a little further up against his chest. โThen stop asking stupid questions.โ
Being so close to him makes every part of you a little higherโa littleโand itโs easy to say, โmake me.โย
Ben laughs, and itโs loud and smooth and comfortable. โBrat.โ
You open your mouth to say something, probably, but any and all words are forgotten when his mouth slams back into yours. In only a heartbeat his arms tighten under yours as his knee is pushing you further upwards by your ass, standing up off the bed with one steady and fluid movement. You can hear the sound of his phone falling to the ground, but canโt really bring yourself to care because Benโs dropping his head to your neck and sucking at it as he walks you backwards, sitting you with surprising care against the dresser. Heโs running his hands up your back, into your hair, holding you still while his mouth finds your collarbone. Kissing a line across it and making you moan right into his ear-
A small, annoyed sound escapes your throat when he pulls back with a lazy grin. โYogurt and toast?โ
โWhaโฆโ You trail off, your brain struggling to return to speech in the fog of Ben still holding your thigh and tracing a thumb across your cheekbone.ย
โYogurt and toast.โ
โI heard you,โ you frown. โI donโt know what youโre talking about.โ
Ben moves forwards just a quarter-step, and youโre made aware of the fact that heโs standing between your legs. โBreakfast. What the fuck else could I be talking about.โ
โI donโt know, I just wasnโt thinking about breakfast.โย
โWhat were you thinking about?โย
You shove at his chest, and he doesnโt even pretend to be affected. โFuck you.โย
โI couldโve guessed that,โ Ben winks, and your whole face becomes heated.ย
โYou canโt just make that same joke every time I say that,โ you manage to grumble. โItโs not going to get funnier.โย
โItโs not supposed to be funny, itโs supposed to make you horny,โ he scans your body slowly, leaning into his, thighs pressed together, hands grabbing at his shirt. โAnd Iโd say itโs doing its job real fucking well.โ
โFuck-โ you scowl as you cut yourself off. His eyes return to yours, glowing with the smug, satisfied feeling you can feel near his gut. You stick your tongue out at him as a backup plan, which immediately backfires because Ben nips at it quickly before kissing you one last time. Itโs messy and long and the moment you completely give into it heโs gone.
โGet changed,โ Ben tells you as he walks towards the hallway door. โIโll meet you downstairs.โ
โYouโre a fucking tease!โ you call after him, and his snort echoes through the house.
It only takes you a minute to change, time that is mostly spent collecting yourself and checking your now-charged phone. Thereโs a testing message from Mallory that you give thumbs up to, a simple hi from Kimiko you respond to with a smile, and a very long and detailed text from Annie about the details of Stand Edgarโs deal that you decide to read later in favor of Butchers more to-the-point words.
William Butcher: Worst Boss Ever
Soldier Boyโs blasting Neuman for Edgar. Need a day to set it up, then we move. Canโt let word get to her.
You pick Benโs phone up from where it had landed just under the bed, and make your way downstairs. Ben is waiting for you in the kitchen, sitting at the counter and glaring at the doorway before he sees you. His mouth opens to say something when you come into view, but before he can youโre throwing his phone to his face without warning.
He catches itโYouโd hadnโt bothered to worry about if he would, because youโd see him catch a knife out of the air while stomping up the stairsโand gives you an annoyed frown. โYou changed too slow.โ
โYou didnโt give me a time limit,โ you walk around to sit beside him as you speak. โButcher says they only need a day before we move on Neuman.โ
โI donโt give a shit.โ
โLovely. Open your phone.โย
โWhy,โ he grumbles, and you shrug.
โTo prove you were listening and remember the passcode.โ
Ben rolls his eyes, but glares down at the device in his hand. You watch in amusement as his face draws into a focused frown, angrily smashing the numbers on the display with his forefinger. When it unlocks he looks at you with a self-satisfied grin. โFucking piece of cake.โ
โUh huh,โ you give him a mocking nod and smile. โNow send a text.โย
โA text?โย
โIf youโre such a tech savant, send a text,โ your smile becomes genuine and toothy as his eyes narrow at your teasing. โOne, simple fucking text. Whatever you want, to whoever you want.โ
Ben holds your grin with his glower before glancing back at the phone. โWhatever I want?โ
โThatโs what I said. I can help if you ask very nicely.โ
Ben looks back at you, his expression remarkably determined. โI can do it my fucking self. Shut up and eat your breakfast.โย
Only as Benโs pushing the food closer towards youโattention now entirely focused on the phoneโdo you see it. Heโs put yogurt on a plate, something that heโs done several times before and seems to have no interest in stopping, no matter how many times you tell him itโs just plain weird. Thereโs a slight improvement in that he has made some sort of attempt to separate the yogurt from the toast, laying the spoon between them in an attempted barrier. The result is almost nothing, if anything now you just have to deal with a yogurt-covered spoon, but itโs still confusingly heart-warming. The gentle feeling that grows in your chest is only spurred on by glancing at Benโs plateโhardly touched and forgotten in front of himโand seeing that he has just a little less yogurt than you and that thereโs no jam on his toast.
โBen?โ you ask slowly, and he grunts in a signal to keep talking. โWhereโs your jam?โ
โWhat the fuck are you talking about. Is this slang Iโm supposed to learn, because Iโd rather you shove a fucking bomb up my ass-โ
โItโs not slang, dummy. Your literal jam. That you always put on your toast. Where is it?โ
โWe ran out.โย
You stare at your own toast, almost drowning in red jam. โAnd the yogurt?โย
โWhat about the yogurt?โ
โYou barely have any.โ
Heโs not looking up as he responds, โOut of that shit as well.โย
You blink at him. โWe got groceries yesterday.โย
โItโs not my goddamn fault Malloryโs a terrible fucking shopper-โย
โNo, I donโt care about that. I can just text her later. Whyโd you give me all the stuff?โ
โYou need to eat.โ Benโs answer is flat and bored.
โSo do you. You have the metabolism of a hummingbird-โย
That makes him look up. โA hummingbird?โ
โThey have famously high metabolism, they have to eat two times their body weight daily. But thatโs not the point-โ
โWhy do you know that?โ He sounds bemused, frowning at you.
You give a half-hearted shrug. โI donโt know, why does anyone know anything. Ben, you need to eat as-โ
โYou know so much weird shit.โ You canโt read his tone, and have to fight the urge to touch him and find out if heโs annoyed or bored or amused-
Shaking your head, you manage to move on. โYouโre trying to distract me.โย
โMaybe.โ Benโs shoulder nudges yours. โBut itโs not my fault itโs real fucking easy to do it.โย
Youโre gaping at him a littleโheโs looking at the phone again with a thin-lipped frown of concentrationโbecause all you felt when your shoulders connected, arms brushing, was simple affection. Pure and sitting in his chest and head like air. Itโs making the small voice reminding you not to try and make this go further harder to hear, making you need to know more. Youโre about to say something, push him for what he meant by his comment, why he put the extra food on your plate, maybe circle back to the question pounding in your head of why are you okay with just this. Iโm glad you are, Iโm unspeakably grateful, but why. You shouldnโt be. Fucking hell, Ben, Iโm barely okay with this. I havenโt told you why I need this, not really, so why in living hell are you happy with just this?
But your phone buzzes before you can.ย
Ben looks up at you with a pleased, cocky smirk. โCheck your phone, Sunshine.โย
You pick it up off the tableโangling the screen away from Ben so he canโt see his contact nameโand glance up at his straight, self-satisfied posture and smug face before you read his text.ย
Benjamin: Handsome Fucking Dumbass Cunt
You look hot when your being annoyingย
You read it a few times before you look up at him. โYou used the wrong youโre. It should have an apostrophe, itโs a contraction.โย
โThatโs all you have to say?โย
โWhat am I supposed to say?โ You raise your eyebrows at him. โThank you?โย
โOr that Iโm hot. Return the fucking compliment. I worked hard on it, and texting is fucking stupid.โย
You roll your eyes. โYour compliment sounds like you're a teenager who just found out his dick wasnโt just for pissing.โ
Ben frowns, picking up his phone again. You watch him type at little faster this time, still one finger at a time but with an almost zealous focus. Your phone buzzes again, and he looks up at you with an intense gaze and speaks with sharp words. โRead that one.โ
You sigh, but do.ย
Benjamin: Handsome Fucking Dumbass Cunt
You are so beautiful that if I got to fuck you a thousand times it would only make you more beautiful so Iโd keep fucking you foreverย
You stare at it for a second, because itโs so shockingly sweet and graphic itโs making your body incredibly confused. Half of you is moved, and wants to kiss him gently and smile at him until he says something like that again. The other half want him to fuck you right here, then on the floor, then in the hallway, then on the stairs, and on and on until youโve covered the whole house.
โBetter?โ He grunts, and you look up at him with a heated face.
โYeah, um. Yeah.โ You give a dry laugh. โAnd here I thought I wasnโt your type.โ
That makes him scowl, and his voice is an annoyed grumble. โWhat made you fucking think that.โ
โFor one, all my teeth are real and I can walk without a cane.โ
Benโs face becomes a little lighter. โI fuck one old lady in front of Butcher and Cocksucker and all you dumbass idiot pussies think I only fuck old ladies.โย
โNo, I just think itโs hilarious.โ
โWell, youโre not a fucking idiot,โ He mutters, and your smile must look downright insane.
โAnd your compliment game is getting better by the second,โ you bite into your toast, speaking through crumbs. โAm I allowed to teach you about internet slang? Or are you going to shove a bomb up your ass.โ
โYouโre allowed to do whatever you fucking want, Sunshine,โ Ben shrugs.
โSo thatโs a yes?โย
โI didnโt say that.โย
You roll your eyes. โBen,โ you exaggerate his name in your drawl, leaning forward as you swallow. โIf I were to try and teach you about the internet, would you listen to me or be a huge fucking baby about it.โ
He rolls his eyes. โI am not a fucking baby-โย
โI said huge fucking baby.โย
โShut the fuck up. And you couldnโt make me learn about internet slang if you cut off my dick,โ Ben winks. โWhich, as Iโve been damn telling you, would hurt you more than me.โ
โI donโt think you know how pain works,โ you mutter, taking another bite.ย
โMy point still fucking stands.โย
You examine Ben carefully. โWhat if I asked nicely? Would you listen then?โย
โNo.โย
โWhat if I said please.โย
โI donโt care.โย
โWhy not?โ You pout. โWhat if I said itโs important to me?โย
Ben snorts. โThis isnโt fucking important to you.โย
โYou donโt know that.โย
โYeah, I do.โ Ben leans forward until heโs only a breath away. โYou just want to try and teach me shit. Even though it never fucking works out for you.โย
โReally?โ You hum. โBecause you just sent me a text on a phone, Pretty Boy. Could you do that in December?โย
โYou sure think mighty high of yourself, Sunshine. I couldโve figured it out my goddamn self.โย
โI think highly of myself,โ you smile, moving close enough that your lips are brushing Benโs but never fully touching. โBecause Iโm right.โย
Ben grunts, staring at your mouth like he can will it to be closer. โBrat.โย
You donโt miss a beat. โCunt. You know, I wouldnโt just teach you about slang. I could show you where to find the porn.โ
โI thought that wasnโt your fucking job?โย
โIt isnโt,โ Neither of you will close that final gap. Youโre not touching, but you can feel the heat from Benโs body, hear his breathing turn heavy. โBut I can see a few ways in which it could benefit me.โ
Benโs eyes shoot to yours, and his voice is a growl. โLike what.โย
โI could tell you, or just show you,โ you twist your face in mock concern. โBut that would be teaching you and that never works out for me-โย
You know youโve wonโthe game youโd fallen into and the argumentโbecause Ben kisses you. Rough and consuming, pushing his mouth to yours with a feral sound and holding your jaw with a firm hand. You let him pull you closer, relaxing into his touch and taste and smell and everything. Itโs all just Ben. Picking you up with one arm, standing without ever parting from you, letting your hands scratch at his back and neck as he only kisses you more. You might be grinding against him because he groans, and his grip starts to crush you into his body. You whimper when he bounces you further up his body, making you angle your head down to stay connected to his mouth. To keep that hunger eating you in the best possible way. To keep the roar in your heart climbing up into your head and making everything so simply Ben. Coffee and salt and strawberries and Ben.ย
He pulls back so abruptly you whine, and scans your face with narrow eyes. โWeโre going to try something.โย
โHow specific,โ your grumble is breathless, but your glare at least feels strong. โAre you going to tell me what that means?โย
โIf you would be patient for once in your damn life, Iโd have told you already.โ
โFuck yo-โ His splits into a wide grin, and you know you didnโt cut yourself off in time.
โThatโs actually a part of this, Sunshine.โ Ben starts to walk out of the kitchen, still holding you slightly above him. โArenโt you just a fucking genius.โ
You frown at him. โI thought you were okay without-โย
โI told you to stop fucking asking that,โ Ben snaps, squeezing his grip around your waist and on your thighs. You can feel the resolved stone feeling running around you with that same bitterness from before. โYou told me you trust me, prove it. Stop asking stupid questions about if Iโm okay with this when I obviously fucking am.โ He stops in the middle of the dining room. โUnderstood?โย
โUnderstood,โ you mumble, and Ben rolls his eyes before kissing you again. This one is quick, and even though it only lasts a second youโre still burning when he pulls away.ย
โTry again, like you actually fucking mean it this time.โย
Even as you wrinkle your nose at him, your voice becomes louder and you believe you more. โUnderstood.โย
โGood,โ Ben nods, but still doesnโt let you go. โWeโre going to do a new reward system.โย
You blink at himโyour head still in a little of a dazeโunsure if you heard correctly. โWhat?โย
โNo more favors. You keep using them for stupid shit like TV and making me read.โ Benโs face scrunches in disgust at the very memory of books. โThis will be more effective anyway.โย
โYou still havenโt told me what this is. It might be dogshit. It might get you burnt a lot today.โ Even as you snark at him, you have a feeling you know exactly what heโs talking about. And you will never tell him that heโs right. If this is going where you think itโs going, it will definitely be effective.ย
โItโs not,โ Ben lowers you down his body, not letting go until your feet are steady on the ground. โAnd Iโm not too worried about burns. Weโre not working on that today.โย
That catches you off guard. โWeโre not?โย
โNope,โ Ben leans down to your eye level with a wide, cocky smile. โYouโre going to sing, whatever the hell you want, and youโre going to control it.โ
โI canโt-โ
โYes, you can.โ Benโs tone is firm. โYou will. Even if it takes us a hundred goddamn years, you will.โ
You want to argue. You might just literally not be able to control it. That might simply be a part of the power. But Ben also said a hundred years. A hundred years that you would get to have him. So you can only mumble a protest of, โI really canโt control it now. I might, uh, make stuff happen you donโt want to see.โ
โWhat could I possibly not want to see,โ Ben says, giving you an incredulous look. โSex? Death? Torture? Which of those do you think would make me gasp like a pussy grasping their fucking Sunday pearls.โย
โThatโs not what I meant, you dick. It might be emotional. More than just lights and dancing. Intim-โ You stumble over yourself, because that word might be too much. โIt might just be parts of me you donโt want to see.โย
โI think Iโll fucking manage,โ Ben drawls, and you sigh.ย
โBenjamin-โย
โDonโt Benjamin me,โ Ben snaps your name. โThereโs not a thing you could show me that would make me walk away now. You burn, I burn. Not controlling this is something that makes you more afraid Homelander.โย
Not a question, but you nod nervously. โI guess, yeah.โย
โThen weโre going to make it better.โ Ben takes a large step back, and you tilt your head at him.ย
โYou still havenโt actually told me what the new reward system is.โย
He winks, โdo one thing on purpose, and Iโll let you teach me two things about my phone.โ
โYouโll let me?โ You scoff. โThat feels like itโs more beneficial to you than me.โย
โWell, Iโll also suck on your beautiful fucking face until youโre begging me to fuck you. And then I wonโt, because Iโm a gentleman. And you wouldnโt be of sound mind.โย
โCunt.โ You grumble, and he just shrugs with a smirk.ย
โBrat.โย
โHow will you know I did something on purpose?โ You cross your arms, wrinkling your nose at him. โI could just lie.โย
โWhat a good fucking point,โ Ben says your name, grin never dropping. โThis is why youโre the brains.โย
โI thought I was the beauty. You were very bitchy about that.โย
โYouโre all three, and Iโm the pimp. Tell me what youโre going to be trying to make happen.โ
You scowl. โI donโt fucking know, I didnโt have time to prepare an idea-โย
โIt doesnโt have to be fancy. Just whatever pops into your damn head.โ
โBut-โย
โWe can fight about this all fucking day,โ Ben shrugs. โOr you can say what youโre thinking in three, two-โย
โStrawberries!โ You blurt, glaring at him. โFucking strawberries.โย
His brows raise. โStrawberries?โย
โYou said whatever pops into my head. Iโm making a grocery list, fucking sue me.โ
โYou think you can make strawberries work?โ Ben watches you, trying to pick you apart with slow words and a stupidly handsome face.ย
โNo. Because this wonโt work.โย
He rolls his eyes. โCan you fucking try to make it work?โย
โMaybe.โ
โThen get a move on.โย
You cross your arms. โWhat the hell am I supposed to sing?โย
โWhatever the hell you want,โ he grins. โBut could you let me know ahead of time if my clone will be joining us?โย
โShut the fuck up,โ you snap, and Ben laughs, leaning back against the wall. โAre you just going to watch me?โย
Ben shrugs, still smiling widely at you. You told me to shut up. Deal with the consequences, Sunshine.
You stick your tongue out at him, flipping him off at the same time, and he just snorts.ย
It takes you a full minute to choose a song. Canโt do a sex song, canโt do a romance song, canโt do any that opens up the chance of Fake Ben showing up again. Not when Real Ben is watching you on the other side of the room and might explode if his ego gets any bigger. Canโt do a song about pain or abuse, canโt do Smash Mouth, canโt do anything that makes you think of Homelander. You could do a recession-type pop song, but that just feels weird.
Thereโsโas there always isโan easy and obvious solution. Moon River. You know, at least in theory, what will happen. Ben knows the song, knows about what it means to you. Moon River, plain and simple.ย
You donโt bother trying to look at Ben when you start. You have no interest in seeing him, seeing his reaction or demeanor as you do this. So you chose a scorch mark on the wall, glue your eyes to it, and sing. Quietly at first, but you find a rhythm and it builds until your voice feels clear and strong. The instrumentals kick in faster this time, smooth guitar and strings and cymbals. The changes to the world are a little different this go, however. Youโre not in your childhood bedroom, but a distorted version of the safe house bedroom. The horse paintings are blurred, and itโs not clean anymoreโsmall signs of both you and Ben scattered across the area in shirts and towels, a book on your nightstand and a benโs supe suit across the bedโbut it feels more comfortable. More natural. The sky does open again, flooding the area with light from stars that are a little closer than they should be, and you can feel a warm breeze moving in from above. You can smell pine trees and rain and coffee and the ocean and strawberries-ย
Strawberries. The song is almost over and you havenโt even tried to make strawberries appear. You could write off the smell as your attempt, Ben doesnโt know how this works and you could likely sell it, but you want to win. You donโt want to trick him and come out on top. You want to win and fucking earn it.
Which is really annoying. Cheating is easier.
You try to focus. Strawberries. Maybe a field of them, maybe just a large vine of their flowers that climbs up the wall. Anywhere they want to be, as long as thereโs strawberries. But no matter how hard you think strawberries. All across the room, or on the floor, or sprouting out of your face, strawberries, nothing happens.
The song draws to a close, and the world fades back into you and Ben in the dining room.
โIt didnโt work,โ you say flatly.
โGo again,โ Ben pushes off the wall, walking to sit in one of the less-than sturdy chairs in the corner of the room. โWeโve got all fucking day.โย
You sigh. โItโs only 10:30.โย
โAnd weโll be here until you get this.โย
โYouโre a fucking cunt.โย
โYou love it, brat. Go again.โย
You scoff, even as your heart becomes a little faster in your chest, and start the song over. This time, you glare at Ben the whole way, and nothing happens.ย
โAgain.โย
It takes seven hours. You donโt bother changing the song, half because youโre stubborn and half because itโs established a clean pattern of events. Bedroom, instruments, sky, wind, comfort. Over and over and over, slowly becoming more solid, the images and sensations in less of a haze. Itโs not purposeful, so you havenโt won, but the practice isโannoyinglyโmaking you stronger. Ben notices, you can tell by his stupidly pleased smirk, but doesnโt say anything. Around 1, he leaves the room with only a short order for you to keep going and returns with two bagels. He passes one to you wordlessly, and when you drop to the floorโeating with your legs crossed beneath youโBen scoffs. But he also lowers himself to your side, inhaling his bagel with his knee pressed against yours and a hand on your thigh. You can feel that content, smooth and effortless in Benโs chest. Flowing in time with that stone resolve wrapping around you, around him. Neither of you speakโyou donโt really feel like you need toโand when you finish your bagels within seconds of each other, Ben squeezes his hand once before standing and returning to his chair.
Itโs 5:30 when it happens. Youโve been at this all day, youโre tired, but you kept going and going and now, when your illusions have become a clear and perfect replica of the world, it happens. A single strawberry flower, sprouting in a glowing rainbow mist on the mattress. You can hear Benโs chair squeak when he sees it, even if the sound only echoes distantly over your orchestra, and you almost stutter to halt in shock. But when you push forwardsโvoice becoming a little frantic, a little off-pitchedโthe plant grows. Overtaking the bed, covering the sheets and pillows until itโs all green leaves and blooming red fruit.
When the song finds its natural conclusion, you look over at Ben with wide-eyes. Heโs staring at where the bed was, now dissipated into a colorful mist through the dining room.ย
โHow the fuck did you do that?โ His voice is gruff, looking at you with an intense, unblinking stare.
โI donโt know, it just sort of happened-โย
โCan you do it again?โย
โI donโt know, Ben.โ You rub your face, your eyes becoming heavy. โIโm tired-โย
He stands so suddenly it almost makes you start. Without warning Ben crosses the room, picks you up, and carries you out of the dining room.
โWhat are you-โ
Ben cuts off your mumbled protest. โYou look like shit.โย
โRude,โ you grumble, shoving his chest. โYouโre the asshole who made me work all day.โย
โAnd Iโd fucking do it again,โ Ben holds you a little tighter as you climb the stairs. โYou got stronger. You controlled it. And now youโre going to take a shower, because you look like shit.โย
โAgain, thatโs rude-โย
Ben kisses your nose, pushing the door to your room open with his foot. โBeautiful shit. But shit.โย
โYouโre real lucky I donโt kick your ass, Pretty Boy.โ You huff, and Ben chuckles against you.ย
โI donโt think youโve got the energy to kick anyoneโs ass right now,โ Ben drawls your name as he sets you down on the mattress.ย
โAnd whose fault is that?โย
Ben ignores you. โGo shower, Sunshine. Iโll bring up dinner, and then youโre going the hell to bed.โ
โYouโre a dick, Benjamin!โ Your voice raises to a half-hearted shout as he leaves the room, and you can hear the amusement in his voice when he shouts back.
โFucking shower!โย
You roll your eyesโsticking your tongue out at the empty hallwayโbut stand and walk to the bathroom. Not because Ben told you, but because youโre sweaty and gross and somehow sore despite only standing. Itโs a tight feeling running along your muscles, stronger under your arms and circling your forehead, aching behind your knees. You take your time with the shower, letting steam fill the room and simply standing in the hot, gentle fall of the water until you hear Benโs loud steps re-enter the room.
When you leave the bathroom, changed into a sleep shirt and your hair wrapped in a towel, Benโs standing tall and rigid in the middle of the room. Thereโs a plate of something that might be spaghetti in one hand, and your phone in the other.ย
โYou got a text from Hughie,โ he grunts, passing you both the plate and the phone.ย
โOh, what did he-โ you stop yourself, looking up at Ben with a gaping smile. โDid you just say Hughie?โย
โShut up.โย
โNo, no. You said Hughie. Youโve never called him Hughie.โย
โShut up,โ Ben mutters, stomping past you to the bathroom. โIโm going to shower.โย
You set the plate down on the dresser, spinning to grab his arm. He stops, turning to look at you with a glare, and you push through the haze of his care and hunger and annoyance and thereโs that strange tightness again- โAre you okay?โย
Ben scoffs. โIโm fucking fine. Iโm not a weak-โย
โPussy, I know. Youโre being grumpy again.โย
โIโm not grumpy.โย
โUh huh,โ you raise your brows at him, letting disbelief coat your voice and cover your face. โWhyโd you call Hughie his name?โย
โAm I not allowed to call people their damn names?โ
โNot when youโve only called them Cocksucker before.โย
Ben yanks his arm from you, taking a long, labored breath before grumbling, โThat kid is the only one of those pussies who seems to genuinely mean it when he says shit. I can respect that.โ He walks into the bathroom, glancing back at you once. โRead his fucking text.โ
You stare at the door for a second after it closes before picking up the fork Ben had stuck into the spaghetti, taking a large bite as you open your phone.ย
Hughie Campbell: Not Allowed to Speak On Fall Out Boy
Are you okay? Just wanted to check after all the Tek Knight shit.
Iโm really sorry about that. I shouldโve pushed Butcher.
Kimiko wants to know too, but she threw her phone at The Deep during a fight and it broke.ย
You smile softly at the screen.ย
Iโm good. Really. Iโll see you tomorrow for Neuman.
Tell Kimiko I hope she kicked The Deepโs ass.ย
โBen!โ you call, knocking on the door. โThe showerโs not on, I know you can hear me!โ
โWhat?!โ He snaps, opening the door just enough for you to see his bare chest.ย
โUm,โ you swallow, trying not to look further down. โDo you want ice cream?โย
He scans your face. โVanilla?โย
โSure, old man,โ you grin, and Ben scowls.ย
โShut the fuck up.โ
He starts to close the door, but you stick your arm forward to stop him. โThank you.โย
โYou fucking volunteered to get me the ice cream, I donโt have thank you-โย
โNo, you dumbass.โ You whack what you can reach of his shoulder. Mistake, because powerful heat and desire and something loud that makes everything sharp pieces through you. โIโm saying thank you.โย
He frowns, leaning forward a little. It takes active effort not to drop your gaze. โFor what.โย
โThe food. Bringing my phone up,โ you give him a teasing grin. โSitting with me tomorrow for internet lessons.โย
Ben snorts, opening the door to stand fully before you. By some sort of miracle, his pants are still on. He lets go of the door for a second, cupping your face in his hands and he examines your face. โFucking brat,โ he mutters, and you scoff.ย
โIโm starting to youโve forgotten my name-โ
He all but picks you up off the ground, and this time heโs gentle. Every part of this kiss is soft, from his mouth to his hold on you. Itโs long and careful and so tender it might break you. When he pulls back, he draws circles along your cheeks, smirking down at you.ย
โTwo things,โ he says your name in that low, deep way that makes everything spin a little. โYou get to teach me two things. If you try to pull three on me, the sucking face is off the table.โ
He retreats back into the bathroom, closing the door, and youโre left dumbfounded in the bedroom, swaying slightly to nothing at all.
You go down stairs after inhaling your spaghetti, returning with two bowls of ice cream. You sit on the bed as you eat your small helping, having put practically the remainder of the pint in Benโs bowl, which is waiting for him on the dresser. Taking the infinite amount of time provided by Benโs shower, you run over the day in your head, trying to pin-point what had changed. How you had controlled it. Any small shift in the late afternoon that you could use. Implement further. But it only devolved into you playing Benโs words and actions on loop in your head. How easy he was touching you, like it was the most absurdly natural thing for him in the world. How quickly he had, you had, fallen into the habit of it. Because it was natural. It was easy and everything, and youโd expected it to feel different. To be tense, or awkward, a strange dance you didnโt know how to navigate.
But it felt the same. Your thirst was stronger, trying to take root in your brain and make you pull Ben into you, but everything else felt the same.ย
And that was terrifying.ย
You hear the shower turn off, a chew at your tongue as you stare at the door. The moment it opens, Ben walking through with wet hair falling across his eyes and a bare chest, you speak. Because if you donโt blurt out your words now, youโd just get lost in him and his stupid face and stupid body and he smells so good-ย
โWhat if I fucked a dog?โย
Ben stops in the middle of the room, staring at you in confusion. โWhat the actual fucking hell are you talking about.โย
โYou said there wasnโt a thing that could make you walk away. What if I fucked a dog?โย
โDid you fuck a dog?โย
โNo, thatโs just an example.โย
โWhy the hell is that your example?โ
โI donโt know,โ you shake your head nervously. โThatโs not the point. If I did fuck a dog, would you that make you walk away?โย
He snorts, picking his ice cream. โAre you going to fuck a dog?โย
โNo, but thatโs not the point-โย
Ben says your name, bumping your thigh with his as he sits at your side. โIf you fucked a dog I would have a fuck ton of questions. But I wouldnโt walk away.โย
โReally?โย
โI might check you into an asylum,โ he shrugs, taking a large bite of ice cream. โBut Iโd make sure itโs one that offers conjugal visits.โย
You give a flat look. โI would not attend conjugal visits with the man who checked me into an asylum.โย
โYouโre the one who fucked a dog in this scenario,โ he speaks through his mouthful, and a little ice cream dribbles onto his beard. โIโm just being a responsible, upstanding citizen.โย
That makes you laugh. โOh, fuck off. Youโve never been an upstanding citizen in your life.โย
โI work for the CIA, Sunshine.โ Ben says smugly. โNot much more fucking upstanding than that.โย
โWe both work for the CIA,โ you try not to stare at where drops of ice cream are smeared on his face. You want to lick them off, but you are also not moving first. โAnd, as Iโve told you before, we donโt actually work for the CIA. We donโt get paid.โย
โWe need to fucking talk to Mallory about that,โ Ben grunts. โWeโre carrying her whole pussy fucking team on our backs. We deserve to be paid.โย
โWhat part of legally dead still isnโt getting through to you?โย
โThe part that means we donโt get paid. Itโs fucking exploitation.โย
You snort. โYeah, youโre really suffering in this arrangement. All you get is a free phone, free internet, free food, and a free house.โย
โAnd you,โ he winks. โFree you.โย
That makes your whole body loose and hot. โShut up.โย
โAre you going to show me porn tomorrow?โ He muses, ignoring you. โIโve well fucking earned it.โย
โFuck you.โย
This time itโs purposeful. This time you canโt stop staring at Benโs full lips, covered in vanilla, or stop leaning into his study, warm body. This time youโre setting him up, dangling the bait in front of him, daring him to take it.ย
He does.ย
Ben tugs you forward until youโre tucked right at your side, his arm around your shoulders so his hand can tilt your mouth up to his. You donโt hesitate to lick his lips when they find yours, taking the sweetness of the sugar combined with just him onto your tongue. Saltier, stronger, better than anything youโve ever tasted before. He bites your tongue lightly when you do it again, pushing back with his own until you whimper, your hand darting to his face to try and get more. Youโre vaguely aware of Ben setting the ice cream to the side, and suddenly heโs pulling you down, then over his chest once heโs flat on his back. You slide one hand into his hair, letting your weight rest entirely against him and grinding down on his abdomen until he groans your name. His hand grip your hips, stilling you completely, tugging you down just enough that you can feel him hard, prodding into your thigh.ย
Ben looks down at you, eyes hooded, voice gravelly. โIf you donโt want more right fucking now, you need to stop that.โย
Nothing is more difficult than nodding, trying to get a hold of your body and not just letting yourself crash forwards. Letting Ben take everything. โSorry-โย
โDonโt apologize,โ he snaps, moving one hand up your back until itโs holding the back of your head, running fingers through your hair. โNever apologize to me.โย
You smile at him, toothy and careless. โEven if I fuck a dog?โย
He snorts. โWay to ruin the fucking mood.โย
โItโs a talent.โย
Ben lowers your head onto his chest in a slow movement, and you donโt stop him. When he speaks, you can feel his voice everywhere. โI think itโs bedtime for you, beautiful.โย
โJust because I ruined the mood?โ You mumble a protest, but heโs warm and secure around you. Making you sleepy.ย
โBecause youโre actively fighting to stay the hell awake. Sleep.โย
You try to keep arguing, but all that comes out is an incoherent hum. This might become a problem, how if Ben just kisses you and holds you, your body will listen to him more than it ever listens to you. But it doesnโt feel like one now. It just feels safe, surrounded by the smell of pine and still tasting vanilla.
Just before your eyes close you feel Ben press one last kiss to the top of your head, and thatโs all it takes for sleep to find you.ย
Youโre on the floor of the dining room, Ben above you, your hands scratch his back as he laughs against your mouth.ย
โReady for more, Sunshine?โ His voice rolls through your whole body, and you nod almost manically.ย
โYes. Fuck, yes.โย
He pulls back, watching you lust-blown eyes, and everything is life and green and good and Ben. โBeg.โย
โYou dick-โย
He leans down so his nose is bumping yours. โConvince me you want everything. Beg.โย
โI hate you.โย
โNo, you donโt. Try again.โย
Dignity doesnโt really feel important right now. Not when you want everything. Not when Ben is offering. Offering everything. โPlease. I want this. Iโve wanted this. Just fuck me, you fucking cunt.โย
He chuckles, kissing around your mouth. โThatโs not very nice.โย
โPlease fuck me. I want you, Benjamin, you insufferable asshole. I want you, I need you, I-โย
Thatโs all it takes. Heโs falling back onto you, into you, almost eating you because heโs everything and why did you even bother trying to fight that. Who cares if you canโt go back. Why would you even want to? You just want him, and now you have him, and he has you. Right now he has you, and maybe he wants to keep you the same way you want to keep him. Itโs just you and Ben, and nothing else is real except you and Ben.ย
Youโre woken suddenly by Ben bucking up into you. When you blink away the fog of sleep from your eyes, heโs fast asleep, still holding you with his head pressed back into the pillow. Youโd somehow moved up his body in the night, finding your head on Benโs shoulder, your face pressed into his neck.ย
Heโs not having a nightmare. Thereโs no building light or heat in his chest, no pain or distress moving from his body to yours. Only hunger. Vast and aching hunger that moves between your legs. A deep, growling sound leaves Benโs mouth, paired with another rough jerk into the air and his hand fisting into the ends of your hair. Then he moans, right into your ear, and any lingering drowsiness is burned out of your body. Because that moan was long and borderline incoherent, but it sounded like a word. Like your name. And this time when he pushes his groin into the air you can feel him, long and hard, poking against the lowest curve of your ass.ย
Someone is out to get you. Some hidden facet of the universe has an agenda against you, because Ben is having a sex dream and moaningโas far as you can tellโyour name. Because his sex dream just woke you up from your sex dream. About him. And youโre still horny and wet and thirsty and heโs hungry and his cock is only inches from where your desire for him is becoming painful. And to top it all off, Benโs holding you against his body with such a confusing combination of reverence and strength that not a single chance you can wiggle away without waking him.ย
And if you wake him, thereโs nothing in the world that could stop you from giving every single part of yourself to him. So you have to ride it out, unable to fall back asleep, as Ben continues to fuck the air against you. Making the most pornographic sounds youโve ever heard, sounds that echo through your body from where youโve pressed your face into his neck, and leave imprints in your gut and heart and head. This qualifies as torture, you decide, because right now if Ben asked you any question, youโd tell him whatever he wanted to hear. Youโd do whatever he wanted you to do. Anything to make him give you relief. Anything to turn this into something you donโt have to endure, your brain running wild with fantasies of giving Ben everything and him offering you even half as much.ย
Youโre dizzy with lust and needโyour thirst fed by Benโs unyielding hungerโwhen he finally makes the best sound youโve heard in your life and satisfaction crashes through your body like a wave. Benโs grip on you loosens, and you frantically roll off of him, climbing out of bed and moving to the bathroom on long but quiet steps. Locking the door, you fall to the floor and shove one hand into your shorts as the other raises to your mouth, biting down to stifle your moans and breaths of Benโs name. Your back presses to the wallโunable to care as the fire starts to seep out of your skinโfingers moving fast against your clit because thereโs not time for anything else. Not when you feel like youโre about to explode, and the aftermath of Benโs own desire is still planted in your body.ย
You double over when you cum, knees shooting up to your chest as you stare at the floor, eyes wide and heart racing. When your basic cognitive functions returnโthe chorus of just Ben fading into the back of your head and the smoke clearing the roomโyou realize thatโs never happened before. Youโve never felt someoneโs orgasm like youโd feel anger or joy or fear. To be fair, you hadnโt been with anyone since the empathy had become a part of you. Except Homelander, and that didnโt count.ย
Some evil, loathsome part of you still goes there though. Back to the lab, where Homelander would-ย
You canโt think about it. But heโd done it. After the empathy. And you hadnโt felt it.ย
Youโd also never felt pain from someone. Not like when you touched Ben in a nightmare. But Benโs emotions were weird. You couldnโt decipher them on a normal day. This probably wasnโt something to note or worry about. Not worth dwelling on at all, not when you were already tearing yourself apart trying to figure out what the massively repressed, ancient man-child in the other room wanted from you. What you could afford to give to the impossible, frustrating, perfect man you-ย
It wasnโt something to worry about.ย
Collecting yourself off the floor, you realized you couldnโt go back to bed. You were wide awake, and even if you werenโt Ben had definitely stained the sheets, enough that heโd notice when he woke up. Guilt started to stab into you, because Ben might not have meant you to be there. That was private, his, and youโd just jerked off to it. Youโd tell him. You had to tell him. But not right now. When he woke up.
So you move silently back to the bedroom, grabbing your phone before creeping into the hall and descending into the living room. You fall onto the couch, reading the text from MM, telling you that theyโll be at the safe house around noon. You give it a little thumbs up, and try to distract yourself from how remarkably horny you still are.
Itโs another hour and half before Ben wakes up and walks down the stairs, his hair messy and eyes blurry as he squints at you.ย
โHow long have you been up?โ Benโs voice is hoarse, and heโs not moving to the couch, standing rigid at the foot of the steps.ย
You shrug, playing it off in the way youโd been rehearsing over and over. โA few hours.โย
โWhat woke you up?โ Heโs still watching you intently, looking slightly more awake.
โUm,โ you canโt lie. It feels wrong to lie. You couldnโt have moved or stopped it, but he needs to know you had been there. โYou?โ
โMe?โย
โYou had a, uh, a wet dream? And werenโt letting me go, and I would've tried to go, because you were asleep, but youโre really strong and werenโt letting me go. Iโm-โย
โDonโt say sorry.โ Ben grunts, and finally walks to sit beside you. โAnd I donโt give a shit. It was about you anyway.โ
โOh.โ You hadn't expected him to just say that, but you probably shouldโve. โThatโs doesnโt mean I get to just stay though-โ
โMaybe not. But you didnโt chose to, and I donโt give a shit.โ Ben leans back into the couch. โIโd fucking tell you if I did. And it sounds like you didnโt have a choice.โ
โIโm still sor-โ
Ben says your name firmly. โYou told me. Thatโs what fucking matters. No lies.โ
You nod slowly. โNo lies.โ
โYou done freaking out?โ
โI wasnโt freaking out-โ
โI get why you were, with the shit that happened to you.โ Ben shrugs. โBut if I was worried about you seeing that Iโd sleep in my old room.โ Suddenly his eyes narrow at you. โIt didnโt hurt you, did it?โ
You answer fast. โNo, I uh,โ you shake your head. โNo.โ
โIf it did, you need to fucking tell me. I know you donโt want more-โ
โI didnโt mind,โ you mumble. โReally. Promise. And itโs more complicated than not wanting more. I kind of, um.โ No lies. โI liked it.โ
His eyes flash. โLiked it?โ
โSorry-โ
โDonโt fucking apologize.โ Ben looks you up and down. โWhat did you like?โ
โAll of it.โ
โHow much.โ
Stupid fucking handsome man and his deep voice that makes you answer. โA lot. I um, took care of myself?โ
His voice is somehow deeper, and he wonโt look away from you. โTook care of yourself?โ
โIn the bathroom-โ
โDid you cum?โ
You swallow. โYeah.โ
โGood,โ Ben grins, and you think heโs going to keep pushing. โI changed the sheets.โย
โOh?โ You feel a little lighterโitโs a little scary how easy this all is, how fast you feel betterโand your tone becomes teasing. โWithout me asking? Who even are you?โ
โShut up. Iโm not making you change my cum sheets.โย
You poke Benโs side with your foot, grinning and the disgruntled sound that escapes him. โYou kiss a man a few times and suddenly heโs doing chores without being a bitch.โย
Ben catches your foot, yanking you forward until your legs are across his, leaning down until his smirk is hovering above your slack jaw. โYou didnโt kiss me just a few times. You just told me you liked me dreaming about you. And as far as I recall, I owe you one more. But a pussy fucking bitch wouldnโt give you what you want, Sunshine, would he?โ When you donโt respond, just staring at him in some sort of horny shock, Ben leans just slightly forward. โWould he?โย
โCun-โย
Ben catches your words with his mouth, and you gain just enough control to snap at his tongue between your teeth. Not biting it off, but drawing enough blood that the metallic taste overtakes the taste of Ben. He pulls back with a hiss, and you cross your arms across your chest.ย
โI told you Iโd do that, Pretty Boy.โ You taunt. โYou have no one to blame but yourself.โย
He gives you an incredulous look, but you can feel his sharp amusement, and his hand has dropped to hold your thigh over his legs. Tracing small patterns on your bare skin. โYouโre a piece of fucking work,โ he says your name in something that sounds like awe, and something is leaving a mark inside you, on your ribs.ย
โWould you have me any other way?โ He snorts. โFucking hell, no.โย
You smile at him, and he smiles back, and if the world ended right now you wouldnโt mind. Not when this is everything. โGood.โ You lean back into the armrest of the couch, your eyes never leaving Benโs. โReady for your lesson?โย
โRight now?โ Ben raises his brow at you. โItโs 8 in the goddamn morning.โ
โAnd we have a long, busy day of internet lessons and hitting Victoria Neuman with your special sauce ahead of us. Might as well get started now.โ
Ben glares at you. โDonโt call it special sauce."
โHm,โ you pause in mock thought. โNo.โ
โBrat.โ
You knee his chest lightly. โGo get your phone, Benjamin.โ
With a series of low grumbles and a strong pout on his face, Ben removes your legs from against him and stands, disappearing back up the stairs. You hum to yourself, foot tapping as you wait for his return, and donโt even realize what youโre doing until Benโs voice sounds behind you.ย
โWhy does the whole room smell like vanilla.โย
You feel the flush of your face, freezing as you tip your head back to meet Benโs eyes. โI dunno.โย
โDid you leave the ice cream out?โ He walks back to his seat, glaring at your legs pointedly until you press them to your chest. โBecause I could smell it upstairs as well.โย
You give an over exaggerated sniff. โWell, itโs gone now.โย
โNo itโs-โ Ben pauses, scanning your body and face as his nose twitches. โYou were fucking singing.โย
โMaybe,โ you mumble, hugging your knees. โShut up. Did you get your phone?โย
Ben scoffs, but shakes his hand, displaying the phone. โYour faith in me is astounding,โ he grumbles your name, and you sit up a little with your shrug.ย
โI know youโre being a dick, but yeah, it is.โ You lean against your bent legs. โOpen the phone.โย
He starts to enter the passcode, but looks up at you with a frown. โAre you going to stay over there?โย
โUm,โ you blink at him, and shake your head slightly. โNo?โย
He doesnโt say anything, just waiting expectantly for you to scoot over to him. Only once you doโthoroughly invading Benโs space as he pulls your legs back up, making you half on his lap and half pressed into his sideโdoes his attention return to the phone. When he opens itโafter three tries, but whoโs countingโBen looks at you with a cocky grin. โThat it?โย
โNope,โ you lean over him, taking the phone from his hand. โWeโre going to learn about cameras.โย
โI fucking know about cameras-โย
โWell, you clearly donโt, because you looked like you were going to have an aneurysm about your lock screen yesterday.โ You swipe through the phone, keeping it in Benโs view, and find the camera app. โThat,โ you point to the screen, finger hovering over the small, gray button. โIs the camera.โย
โThatโs not a fucking camera,โ he snorts. โThatโs a button.โย
You roll your eyes. โAnd what, Benjamin, do you think the button does?โย
He scowls. โShut up.โย
โAnswer my question.โย
โCamera.โ Benโs answer is through gritted teeth, butโas far as you can tell from where youโre touching himโhis annoyance is more for show than anything else. So you keep going, holding the phone a little higher up.ย
โPress it,โ you prompt him, shaking the phone slightly.ย
Ben does so, his aggressive tap of the screen pushing your hand back slightly. The camera opens up, flipped to the self-view, and Ben starts backwards. โWhy the fuck is it doing that.โ
โItโs the front view.โย
โWhy in living Christ would you need a front-view.โย
โFor selfies.โย
โSelfies?โย
โPhotos of oneโs self,โ you explain, not bothering to hide the amusement in your voice. โItโs pretty self-descriptive.โย
โWhy would you need that.โย
You sigh. โItโs not something you need to do. Most of this isnโt going to be stuff you need to do. Itโs for fun.โย
โFor fun,โ Ben repeats slowly, still sounding like he doesnโt believe you.ย
โYep. And I think youโd like selfies. You get to pose, and stare at yourself. Itโs right in your wheelhouse, Pretty Boy.โย
Ben huffs. โWhat would I do with them?โย
โWhatever you want,โ you shrug. โJerk off to them, print them out to hang around the house, post them on social media-โย
โSocial media?โย
โI am not explaining social media to you today,โ you say flatly. โCameras are already going to be a lot.โย
โIt looks pretty fucking simple from here,โ Ben grumbles, pulling the phone from your hand. โThat big white button takes the photo, yeah?โย
โWell, yeah,โ you try to push down a giggle as he presses the button repeatedly, taking a large amount of selfies from a low angle. Heโll still probably look hot in all of them, because heโs Ben and life is unfair, but that doesnโt make it less funny. โBut thereโs more to it.โย
He stops, giving you a frown. โWhat the hell do you mean more.โย
โTurn the camera.โย
Slowly, Ben angles the phone so youโre looking at your reflection on the display.ย
โNo,โ you reach up, returning the screen to face him. โTurn the camera. It can switch between the front camera and the back camera,โ you tap each one in turn for emphasis. โSo switch them.โ
He does. After almost eight minutes of swearing under his breathโand very much not under his breathโBen finds the right button and flips the camera around. From there you make him stand, take several photos of random objects until he can do it without totally messing up the focus, then teach him about zooming. That takes a whole half hour, because he canโt seem to figure out how to get any sort of middle ground, either going all the way out or zooming in for far you canโt even tell what he took the photo of. You forgo filters, thatโs a battle you donโt have the energy to take on today, and instead focus on flashโhow to turn it on and off, when it needs to be on and offโand video. That one takes two hours.ย
You start to wander the house, taking him to the kitchen and explaining how food photos work.ย
โThatโs fucking insane,โ Ben mutters as you conclude your small speech. โJust eat the damn food.โย
โYouโre still going to eat the food, this is for the memory of it. So you can look at it later and remember hey, that was a fucking delicious quiche.โย
โThat dumb.โ Ben snapped. โJust remember shit with your fucking brain.โย
You snort. โYouโre going to hate Instagram.โย
โWhat the hell is Instagram.โย
You donโt explain or elaborate, simply linking your elbow through his and pulling him into the hallway, up the stairs. From there you spend a while in the bedroom, making Ben take photos in lower lighting to practice the flash and teaching him about mirror selfies. He takes that one a little easier, though it results in a lot of sex jokes about how mirrors are for two hot people fucking and how heโd be open to showing you what that means, beautiful, if you say please.ย
When you enter the bathroom, making Ben take about three or four videos of the running water, you notice he keeps looking at his shield. Before you can ask what heโs doing it for, he looks at you in the mirror, โHow did you put it on the screen?โย
โThe shield?โ You ask for clarity, even if you know what he means. He grunts, and you continue. โI set it as your wallpaper.โย
โHow?โย
You pause, narrowing your eyes at his reflection. โIf I show you, it doesnโt count as part of my winnings, because you asked.โย
โFine,โ Ben thrusts the phone into your hand. โJust do it.โย
You do, Ben hanging over your shoulder as you navigate to settings, then wallpaper, then slowly walk him through the functions. Eventuallyโafter another hour or so of pointless photos and videosโyou feel a little more comfortable in his capabilities, maybe even bordering on confident, and tug him back to the couch.ย
โThatโs thing one,โ you take the phone back from Benโs hand, scrolling to the app store. โReady for thing two?โย
โThat was more than one fucking thing,โ he snaps. โThat was a least damn fifty.โย
โNope. That was just cameras. I get one more.โย
โNot if I just walk the hell away-โย
โBen,โ you look up at him. โJust trust me. Youโll like this.โย
He scowls, but waits for you to return the phone to his hand. Benโs eyes scan the screen for a second before he looks back up at you. โWhat the fuck is this.โย
โCandy Crush.โย
โWhat.โย
You scoot a little closer to him, resting your head against his arm as you look up at him with a smile. โItโs a game. Senior citizens everywhere love it.โย
โI am not-โย
โYeah, you are.โ You dismiss him, drumming your fingers against his skin. โItโs a silly, stupid game with bright colors and an addictive design. It kills time, and-โ your grin grows until itโs toothy and covering your face. โIf you spend money, itโs out of the CIAโs pocket.โย
โSpend money?โ
โIn-app purchases. You fail a level, pay to try again.โย
Ben says your name, a long drawl that sits in your stomach. โI am not playing this shit.โย
โSure,โ you shrug. โBut if you change your mind, the app looks like that.โ You return to the homescreen, pointing at the logo.ย
โDoesnโt matter. I wonโt fucking use it.โย
โOkay.โย
โIโm being serious.โย
You grin. โAnd I said okay.โย
โBrat.โ
You stick your tongue out at him. โCunt.โย
Ben drops his phone to the side, attention entirely scorching through you. โYou want the second half of our deal?โย
โYes,โ you answer a little too fast, and your voice is suddenly weaker. You blame Benโs lust, climbing into you, intertwining with your own, sitting happily in your gut and above your lungs. Heโs almost on top of you, and you can see just a slight ring of green in his eyes. Watching you, coming closer. Closer, still closer. But not close enough.
You donโt think Ben could ever be close enough. Not when he finally touches you, not when he sucks on your mouth and tongue and neck like heโd promised, not even when he fully rolls on top of you. Because everything in the world is nothing compared to this. Just Ben. Touching you. Close, but not close enough.ย
Your alarm from your phone barely breaks through your ears into your brain, because all your thoughts are being overtaken by just Ben.ย
โFuck,โ you manage to pull back, grabbing your phone to turn off the repetitive ringing. โWe need to get changed.โย
โChanged?โ Ben frowns, still holding you. โThe hell do we need to get changed for?โย
โNeuman,โ you start to stand up, but Benโs hand falls to grab yours, keeping you from leaving the couch. โThe Boys will be here in like twenty, Ben. Probably more like ten with Butcherโs lack of respect for speed limits and police.โย
โAnd youโre coming on this one.โ He scans your face, hand squeezing yours.ย
โYeah, I should be. We shouldnโt really be in public for this, so I donโt see why I canโt.โ Ben nods, but still doesnโt let go, so you squeeze his hand back. โIโll be fine. But we need to change.โย
That seems to get through to him, because he nods, rising from the couch. Still holding your hand. โYou change first. I need to shit.โย
โCharming.โย
You start to move away, but Ben doesnโt let go of your hand, spinning you around into his chest. This last kiss is long. Heโs taking his time, pulling you closer and closer, not stopping until you whimper, and then pulling back with a smirk. โYou have seven minutes.โย
It takes a few seconds of blinking away the burn under your skin to understand what he means. When you do, though, you shove his chest and stomp up the stairs, yelling over your shoulder. โYouโre a piece of shit, Benjamin.โ
He doesnโt respond, but when you look back for only a second, heโs smiling after you. A toothy, content, easy grin that makes his eyes sparkle and face look like all heโs ever felt is joy. Never any cold Russian nights or sour, consuming revenge. Just joy. Warm, simple joy.ย
Youโll never tell him. Heโd hate that you used the word sparkle, because heโs a fucking man and not a glittery pussy, but itโs accurate. And it doesnโt matter, because youโll never, ever tell him. Youโll keep him close, but not as close as you want, and touch him until he grows bored of you, and taste phantoms of vanilla and salt and strawberry forever. Youโll have him like this, and make it be enough. This will be enough. Because Ben is everything, and you donโt deserve everything. He wouldnโt give you everything anyway.ย
So youโll have this. Youโll have his joy and let it carry you everywhere. And that will fucking be enough.
โโโโ
Ben had never been so satisfied by just kissing. He didnโt think it was fucking possible to be this satisfied by just kissing. But it was Her. And she was perfect. Kissing Her was perfect. Hell, heโd even start to develop a strategy for how to kiss her. Ben was filing away every sound she madeโthe loud whines and quite whimpers and moans, and this one thing where sheโd make a throaty, high noise that was half his name and half a squealโand spending a lot of time trying to figure out what triggered each and every one. If he sucked on Her neck sheโd make a hissing, needy sound. If it was her chin, the noise would become more breathless and sheโd lean into him. If Ben was gentle the sounds were soft, when he let himself go just a fucking fraction, they were loud and desperate.ย
He wasnโt going to stop until he had it all memorized. Until he knew every single thing that made Her tick and why. The why was fucking vital, because if Ben could figure out why She liked something, he could find a million new ways to do it. And keep going and going until She was singing for him, and he could play Her perfect mouthโand whatever part of her perfect body sheโd offer himโlike the symphony it was. Where he was the only conductor in the world that wasnโt a pretentious fucking pussy, because his orchestra was the most fucking perfect woman to ever exist. And then, unless She made him, he wouldnโt ever stop.ย
Because kissing Her was addicting. Ben had thought that touching her was like a drug, but She had an annoying habit of making Ben look like a fucking idiot. If he hadnโt been so absorbed in touching Her before, he couldโve seen this coming. He couldโve realized that just brushing against Her skin was better than any kiss heโd ever had. He couldโve put together that kissing Her would feel like goddamn sex, hot and wet and savage, the most natural thing heโd ever done. Kissing Her made the Thing so big that it was no longer just in Benโs chest. It was all over him, rooted where it had always been but burning through the rest of his body.ย
If just kissing Her did this, made Ben become overtaken with an almost pious desire to keep going forever and ever, actually fucking Her might kill him.ย
And he was okay with that. It would be a worthy death.ย
She was still upstairs, and Ben could hear the even pattern of Her heartbeat as she changed, hear the shuffle of clothes falling to the floor and moving in the drawers. She was probably fucking naked up there, just a floor away. The Thing wanted to go to Her, just fucking offer more. But he wouldnโt because She didnโt want more right now. Ben didnโt have a goddamn clue why, not when She was kissing him back and fucking cumming to the thought of him. The Thing had almost exploded inside him when Sheโd told him that, and Ben was trying to just pretend he was very calm about it and not trying to figure out ways he could keep Her doing that without hurting her or pushing her away. Even if he couldnโt figure out why that was needed. She seemed almost as desperate for more as Ben was. Not as desperate, because that wasnโt fucking possible. Ben felt pretty fucking confident in saying that nobody had ever been this filled with need for another person in history. But everything he was throwing at Her, she was throwing back at him. Like she always fucking did.
Because She was perfect.ย
The door to the safe house opened before She returned to the living room, and it occurred to Ben that he still needed to shit. That heโd been standing at the base of the stairs like a goddamn idiot, waiting for Her like a fucking puppy. He could only be more pathetic if he was right outside her door. If a single member of the Pussy Brigade commented on it, asked why he was just standing around like he was lost, heโd tie their tongue into a knot then cut it out.ย
He heard Butcher first. โYou two twats ready to go?โย
Ben glared at him down the hall. โObviously weโre fucking not.โย
โDid MM not fucking text like I told him to?โ Butcherโs eyes raked over Ben, taking in his sweatpants and wrinkled shirt.ย
Wrinkled from Her, the Thing hummed in content. She did that.ย
Ben told it to shut up. He was well fucking aware of that, and didnโt need the Thing to remind him, because it made him hard and he had no interest in explaining a boner right now.ย
MM entered the safe house, saying Her name as he walked to stand beside Butcher. โGot the text. She even gave it a reaction.โ MM scanned the living room with a frown. โThe hell is she?โย
On perfect fucking clueโBen was starting to think She had a fifth power that made her do everything better than anyone had any damn right toโthe bedroom door opened and She descended down the stairs.ย
โBen, where the hell did you put my sunglasses? Because I definitely left them on the dresser and theyโre not there anymore-โ She froze at the bottom of the stairs, spotting Butcher and MM. โUh, hi.โย
โAfternoon, Love.โ Butcher looked between Her and Ben, a taunting smirk tugging at his lips, and it took everything in Ben not to step forward and block Her from Butcherโs gaze. โYou ready to rumble?โย
โUm,โ She looked at Ben, addressing him solely, and it made the Thing swell through him. โCan you change fast?โ
He nodded, shrugging. โWhatever.โ Ben started to push past Her, but she caught his arm. Still only looking at him.ย
โSunglasses?โย
Ben knew exactly where those sunglasses were. Theyโd fallen under the bed yesterday morning when heโd swept half the dresser's contents to the floor to put her down, and heโd seen them this morning when heโd been cleaning up his mess. Heโd cum in his sleep like a fucking teenager, and moved faster than almost any other point in his life to cover it up. But Ben didnโt say any of that out loud, because he didnโt know if She wanted the Pussy Brigade to know that heโd been eating her mouth like a feast for two days and fifteen hours. Ben didnโt give a shit if they did, heโd fuck Her in front of them if it made it clear to them that he wasnโt going anywhere. But this seemed like the type of thing Sheโd care about, and he didnโt want to risk her taking away what sheโd given him so far.ย
So he just said, โI think I remember where I put them.โ And retreated to their room.ย
Ben gets the sunglasses first, propping them back up on the dresser where he wonโt be able to miss them when he leaves. He shits quickly, puts on his supe suitโif the Pussy Brigade had a problem with that they could suck his dickโand stared at his shield in the bathroom for a second before deciding to leave it. Heโd just be blasting Neuman and leaving, no damn point in taking it where Cocksucker would try and pick it up again. He checked his hair in the mirror, and failed to not think about fucking Her against it. Or fucking Her on the bed. Or on the stairs. Maybe in the kitchen. Defiantly during training, and if she ever made good on Her promise to show Ben porn-
He grabbed the sunglasses and stormed back downstairs, shoving the Thing and his desires to let itโHerโkeep consuming him deep, deep into him. Ben had a fucking job to do. Sheโd still be there to dream about fucking until the bed broke after.ย
She was waiting for him, talking to Kimiko in silence with a smile splitting her face. MM had left, Butcher was watching them with a look like heโd tasted shit, and Ben didnโt think anyone would miss the asshole if he somehow got slammed, face first, into the wall over and over. Especially as She heard Benโs step, looking up at him with the same smile she needed to stop giving him. The smile that Ben couldnโt stop himself from reading as oh, itโs you! Hello, Benjamin. I adore you and if you wanted to give me every fucking piece of you, covered in blood or not, Iโd take them and keep them safe.ย
But that didnโt sound like Her at all. For one, sheโd never say every fucking piece of you. She might say every part of you, or all of you, good, bad, and ugly, but she wouldnโt say every fucking piece of you. Ben would say that.ย
Also, She didnโt think that. She gave a shit about him, Ben knew that much, but she didnโt adore him. Not like he adored Her. She didnโt want to keep him safe, not like Ben needed Her to be safe. The Thing would keep every bloody and dark part of Her safe if sheโd give them to him. It would hold them carefully until she wanted them back, and then care for the place Sheโd put them until they returned.ย
So Ben just took Her smile as best he could when he wasnโt allowed to pull it up to his mouth, make it open into a moan, and keep going and going up he learned what Her orgasms sounded like.
If She ever let him hear what her orgasms sounded like, it would take a damn miracle of God to stop him from hearing them every single fucking day.
He took Her smile, returned it with his own, and passed her the sunglasses. โFound them under the bed,โ he grunted, stopping at Her side.ย
โOh,โ She frowned, opening them and placing them on her brow. โI thought I checked there.โย
โDid you say the bed.โ Butcherโs voice was mocking and cold, but lined with what Ben pinned to be genuine, morbid curiosity. โAre you two sharing a bed.โ
Ben is more than fucking ready to cut out Butcherโs tongue. Maybe stab him in the throat to finish damn the job. But She speaks first.ย
โYeah, we are. Because some of us have nightmares about Homelander raping us and feel safer when we're not alone. So shove it up your ass.โย
The Thing was boiling in Ben. Overflowing with warmth and power for Her. Her, Her, Her, it chanted, making the continuing conversation a little fucking hard to hear. Ben could see Her look at him from the corner of her eyes. Giving him the tiniest smile that says thank you for not leaving me alone.ย
Ben couldnโt stop himself smiling back. Wouldnโt fucking dream of it. Youโd be lost without me.ย
She wrinkled her nose at him. You canโt even use a phone camera without my help.ย
Not anymore, he winked. And you have not one to blame but your damn self for that, Sunshine.ย
She stomped on his foot, hard enough that he sort of feels it, Ben had to cover his snort with a cough.ย
Butcher wasnโt fooled. โSomething funny, Gov?โย
โNot to you, you boring fucking pussy,โ Ben drawled. โAre we going to actually fucking go or just wait for you to jerk yourself off?โย
โSuddenly his head is in the game,โ Butcher sneered. โI wonder what fucking did it?โ His gaze turns to Her. โCan I borrow your tits, Love? I think they might be bloody magic.โย
โStop being a cunt, Butcher,โ She snapped, just in time to stop Ben throwing Butcher out the door hard enough to break the Pussy-Mobile Ben could see in the driveway. โAnd Benโs right, we should get moving.โย
Butcher muttered something that sounds like horny fucking bombs shouldnโt be allowed within ten miles of each other, and stalked out the door. Kimiko signed something to Her with a smile, and she signed back with a laugh. Before Ben could even ask what the fuck theyโre saying, Her arm was linked through his and she started telling him.ย
โKimiko says my tits are magic, but not as magic as Butcherโs. Which proves heโs just a dick, because if it was about magic tits heโd have the game on lock.โย
โHuh,โ Ben frowned, trying not to let the Thing overtake him with thoughts about how right it feels to be walking with Her looped against him. โI wouldnโt have pegged Butcher to have good tits.โย
โThatโs because you,โ She bumped her shoulder with his. โAre very unobservant.โย
โIโm incredibly fucking observant. I clocked your tits the first time we met.โ
โI remember. You werenโt listening to Hughie because of it. Which is very unobservant.โย
โItโs not my fault you have such good tits,โ Ben grumbled, savoring the way Her heart flutters as she tried to fight her giggle. Looking up at him with fucking perfect, happy eyes. โTheyโre fucking weapons of war.โย
She fully snorted. โI think your compliments are regressing again.โย
Ben rolled his eyes, just offering a hand to steady Her as she climbs into the van. She takes it with a grin, and doesnโt let go when Ben follows her.
โWhatโs the plan,โ She asked, and the Thing hummed as she still didnโt drop Benโs hand, pulling him into his place at her side.ย
Butcherโs answer was short, clipped. โBlast Neuman.โย
She blinked, her body tensing against Ben. โAnd?โย
โThat, um, thatโs kind of it,โ Cocksucker said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. โWe donโt have a huge window before Vicky gets word weโre up to something-โ
She raised a hand, and Cocksucker fell silent. โWhat, exactly, did you use yesterday for.โ
โGetting Neumanโs schedule,โ MM answered this time, voice stronger than Cocksuckers but still lined with fucking guilt. โThose motherfuckers run a tight ship, we needed to know where sheโd be-โ
โBut you didnโt come up with a plan. For when you would, inevitably, know?โย
Nobody answered this time, and She gave a long sigh. Her heart was fast in her chest, but it wasnโt the stumbling, unordered beat that signals fear or panic. It was moving because Her brain was moving, her perfect face scrunched in thought, the machine that was her brain practically audible. The Pussy Brigade even had the nerve to look afraid, despite the fact that She wasn't smoking or making the air of the van wave with heat.
She turned to Kimikoโsitting at the French Prickโs sideโwho was the only one watching with plain curiosity. They started to sign at each otherโthe French Prick jumping in to add something that was received with a frown and a nodโand when She turned back to the group her face was drawn in determination.ย
โHereโs what weโre going to do,โ She said slowly, staring ahead at the wall with her brows knit. Ben pulled Her a little closer into him, and her heart slowed slightly. โWeโre catching Neuman at home. Off-guard. Do we know if other people live in the building?โย
โOnly some other bureaucrat fuckers,โ Butcher answered from the front, and Starlight shook her head.ย
โAnd their fucking families, Butcher.โย
โOkay,โ She nodded slowly. โFrenchie, you burned off your fingerprints a while ago, right?โย
โOui,โ the French Prick holds up his hands for display.ย
โGood. Youโre going to pull the fire alarm. Hughie,โ Her sharp gaze turned to Cocksucker. โI need you on the cameras. Make sure everyone is out. MM will be on standby if there are stragglers. Kimiko and Annie will cover the exits, Butcher,โ She paused, and Ben could hear the gnaw of her lip. โScratch all of that. Annie canโt be seen participating in this, sheโll be on the cameras, and Butcher will take her spot on the exits. Hughie, youโll come with Ben and I. Iโll cover you when he goes off.โ
Thereโs a second of silence, and then the van erupted in protests. Butcher shouting about how heโs not going to cover a bloody exit, he wants to see Neuman get fucked. Starlight whining about how she doesnโt want to be useless in the van, she can really help. Cocksucker fretting about how heโs not sure this is a great idea, and might be better staying on the cameras. The French Prick and Kimiko are silent, exchanging a look with subtle gestures at Her, Kimikoโs face determined, gestures growing and growing until the French Prick raised his hands in surrender. Finally, MM seemed to be trying to do what he considered reasoning with Her, that they couldnโt just go off with only Hughie, what if you need backup, what if Soldier Boy goes nuclear.ย
Ben opened his mouthโready to defend himself, defend Herโbut She caught his eye and shook her head. I can handle this.ย
He gave a curt nod back, not hiding the scowl on his face. Fine. But donโt be fucking nice to them.ย
Shut up, Her eyes narrowed at him before she turned back to the group, who was starting to tire themselves out like the fucking children they were. When the van was quiet once more, She spoke in a clear, bored voice.ย
โButcher, weโre not killing Neuman, so youโre not invited. Annie, I know you want to help. Staying here is helping. Youโll draw attention, and if the public realizes youโre associated with Soldier Boy then weโll be assfucked. MM, Ben wonโt just go nuclear. Weโve got it under control. Hughie, youโre the only one Neuman wonโt try to pop on sight. Sheโll talk to you, and itโll be good to have a friend there for when Benโs done. And-โ She sat up a little straighter, glaring around the van. โIf any of you donโt like my plan, Iโd love to hear your alternatives.โย
โHow do you plan on getting into the bloody building?โ Butcher snapped. โThey ainโt just gonna let you in.โย
โFire escapes are very real, dumbass.โ She retorted. โAnd Hughie can do that shit where he makes their cameras play the same video so they donโt see us. Weโll corner Neuman, then Frenchie will pull the alarm, and Ben will go off once itโs just us and her and Zoe.โย
โWhatโs your escape plan?โ Starlight asked, giving Cocksucker a worried look. โYou two can just leave, but Hughie-โย
โI can redirect Benโs blast. Make sure it doesnโt destroy the building. Hughie will be fine.โ Ben stiffens beside Her, because as far as he fucking knows sheโd only done that once. And it had ended in Her small and sad and broken, curled up into herself and alone.ย
She has you this time, the Thing reminded him. If this goes to shit, sheโll always fucking have you.ย
โAre we good?โ She was asking the van, and Ben saw each of the fucking pussies nod. โAwesome.โ
She leaned back into Ben, and he frowned down at Her, lowering his voice so only she could hear. โYou can redirect my fucking blast?โ
She shrugged, starting ahead with empty eyes. โHypothetically, yeah.โย
โAnd youโre going to risk Hughieโs life on hypothetically?โ Ben didnโt give a shit about Cocksuckerโs life, but She did. And Ben gave a shit about Her life, about her not breaking down and tearing herself apart about accidentally killing Cocksucker.
โItโs an educated guess, Ben.โ She muttered. โItโll work. It has to. And donโt you dare say-โ She shot Ben a glare, voice dropping into her dogshit impression of him. โBut what if it doesnโt.โย
Ben scoffed. โI wasnโt going to fucking say that.โ
โYes, you were. You always say that.โย
โShut the fuck up,โ Ben felt the Thing become a little lighter as a smile tugged at Her mouth. โDo I have to do anything in your plan besides hit Neuman?โย
โYou have to not be a dick to Hughie, let me do the talking, and stand around looking pretty until I tell you to be useful,โ She counted her answers off one by one on her fingers, and Ben chuckled.ย
โBe pretty, huh?โย
โDonโt fish for compliments, Benjamin,โ She teased. โItโs unbecoming.โย
โIf I give you one, will you give me one?โ Ben leaned forward a little, fighting every instinct in his body to soothe Her lips where sheโd been chewing them with his tongue. Any marks were gone, so he couldnโt really fucking pick out where Sheโd been biting, but that just meant heโd have to cover all his bases. Soothe Her whole fucking mouth. โA quid pro quo?โย
She hummed. โGood use of quid pro quo.โย
โIs that a fucking yes?โย
โFine,โ she sighed. โYou look very nice in your stupid suit.โย
โNice?โย
โJesus fucking Christ,โ she gave him a flat glare. โHandsome.โย
โSay the whole thing.โย
โMy compliment better blow Shakespeare out of the fucking water,โ she muttered, but looked up at him with batting eyelashes and an over-sweet voice. โYou look very handsome in your stupid fucking suit. Your turn.โย
Ben started to stall, because he couldnโt think of anything good enough for Her. โWe should get you a suit.โย
She snorted. โI am not wearing a costume.โย
โItโs not a fucking costume, Sunshine, itโs a uniform.โย
โIf I can buy a semi accurate version of it at Spirit Halloween, itโs a costume.โย
โWhat the fuck is a Spirit Halloween.โย
โItโs a costume store. Stop stalling and give me my compliment.โย
Ben sighed, scanning Her face and trying to make the Thing come up with something a little more fucking poetic than you, you, you itโs just you and if you liked we can go right fucking now and leave forever and Iโd keep you safe and happy and smiling and fuck you wherever the hell you want whenever you want because itโs you and youโre perfect.ย
โYouโฆโ Off to a remarkably fucking shit start. โAreโฆโ Ben was going to find it, if it was the last thing he fucking did. He was going to keep staring at Her until he figured out exactly what say that would make her face all flushed and thighs clench and heart stutter.
โI am?โย
โYouโre good.โ Ben settled for simplicity. Poetry was not his fucking strong suit, and that was more than okay by him.ย
โIโm good?โ She frowned at him, and for a second Ben wanted to bring her into his chest, just show Her what heโd meant. He couldnโt show her with just words, and she was frowning, and just fucking showing her would be more fun anyways. It would make Her smile, make her understand, he was goddamn sure of it. โAre you going to elaborate?โ
โYouโre good,โ Ben repeated, shrugging and his hands fisted to stop himself from grabbing Her. โItโs pretty fucking simple. Your pretty brain should be able to figure it out.โย
โWell congratulations, youโve stumped me. Can you please be just the tiniest bit less cryptic.โย
โYouโre good.โย
โYeah, I heard you the first two times-โ
โNo,โ Ben said Her name, too lost in trying to make her get it to stop himself grabbing her chin. โYouโre good. Youโre not what these pussies say you are. Youโre a lot fucking more than whatever Homelander thinks you are. Youโre better and more important than any politician, supe or no. Youโre good.โย
โOh,โ She whispered. โThanks.โย
Benโs hand was still against Her jaw, and she wasnโt pushing it away. If anything She was leaning into it, keeping Ben touching her as if she didnโt care about the useless fucking onlookers either. And She was staring at him, keeping Ben with her just by fucking looking at him, her mouth just slightly open. If he wanted Ben could move his thumb up, trace Her perfect lips, see if sheโd let him push it into her-ย
Someone who Ben was going to have to kill later said Her name, and she looked away.ย
The Thing was so absorbed in Her, in try to get back to Her, that Ben missed the entire first half of the conversation. MM was crouching in front of Herโholding onto the seat at her side to steady himself from Butcherโs fucking terrible drivingโand talking without sparing Ben a glance.ย
โ-Even if Butcher doesnโt tip her off, what makes you absolutely so goddamn certain Soldier Boy wonโt blow his load early and screw us,โ MM was hissing, and Ben scowled.ย
โI never fucking blow my load early-โย
She caught his eye, her own flaring slightly to tell him, Shut up, Pretty Boy.ย
Ben grunted, but fell silent with a clenched jaw, shooting Her a look of, I donโt blow my load early.ย
She rolled her eyes. Now is not even remotely the time to start measuring your dick. Let me handle this.ย
Fine, Ben winked. But youโre welcome to help me measure it later.ย
She kicked Benโs shin, addressing MM. โHe wonโt. Iโve been working on it.โย
โYouโve been working on it?โ MM scoffed. โJust because youโre all smiley and gross at each other doesnโt mean you can control this motherfuckerโs PTSD.โย
โNo, but my fucking healing powers mean that I can get rid of it.โย
MM blinked at Her, glancing quickly at Ben before speaking in a low tone that Ben, for one, didnโt fucking appreciate. โYou've been healing him.โย
โAllegedly,โ Ben muttered under his breath, and earned a dirty look.ย
โYeah, well, youโve only blown your load once this month. So shut the fuck up.โ She looked back at MM. โHe can control it.โย
โItโs your ass if he canโt,โ MM snapped, and She rolled her eyes.ย
โIโm aware. He can.โ
Both Ben and the Thing were big fans of how clear and final She said those words. Ben could control it, that was it, no room for discussion. She had faith in him, she trusted him, and if anyone had any issue with that sheโd defend him. Just like Ben would defend Her. To the ends of the fucking earth, until they burned together.
โDo you know where weโre putting Neuman and Zoe after this?โ She was still talking to MM, but Her voice had raised enough for the whole shit team to hear. โShe canโt just keep being Vice President. Homelander will kill her.โย
โAbout that,โ it was Cocksucker who answered, rubbing his hands together like an anxious pussy. โTheyโre going to the safe house.โย
โThe safe house?โ She repeated with a frown. โLike, our safe house?โย
The Thing liked Her use of our. Ben did too. He did not like where this conversation was headed. โI am not living with Head-popper and her kid.โย
โWell, Iโve got fantastic fucking news,โ Butcher drawled, standing and turning as the van came to a halt. โYou ainโt gonna. You two,โ Butcher pointed between Ben and Her. โWill be moving.โย
โTo a different safe house?โ She asked, and Butcher shook his head with a snake-like grin.
โTo the new FBSA HQ,โ Butcher winked at Ben, and Ben wanted to sew his eye shut. โIn Jersey.โ
โI am not living in fucking Jersey either,โ Ben snapped, and She sighed.ย
โWhy not a new safe house?โย
โBecause.โ
She snorted at Butcherโs useless fucking response. โWhat, does the whole CIA somehow only have one safe house?โย
โListen,โ MM grunted. โYouโll get an apartment. Just a little fuckin smaller than the house. Youโll have more freedom-โย
โWe both still wonโt be able to leave the house.โ She pointed out, and MM shrugged.ย
โBut youโll be able to fuckin order food. Get packages delivered without texting me or Mallory about it. Have visitors. Anything you order will have to be under a fake name, and visitors will have to be approved, but itโs more than what you have now.โย
โWhy now? That building was finished in January, I saw it on the news. Why move us now?โย
โBecause,โ Butcher crossed the van with a shrug. โWe bloody said so. Now are we ready to get a move on? Time is of the essence in this shit plan.โย
โOkay,โ She took a deep breath. โHughie, can you-โย
โOn it,โ Cocksucker gave Her a thumbs up, starting to tap of his little laptop. โIโll let you know when Iโm good.โย
โThanks. Just so weโre all on the same page, Butcher, what are you doing?โย
Butcher rolled his eyes. โWatching the exit. Why am I getting fucking cold called-โย
She ignored Butcherโs whiny bitching, and turned to Starlight. โAnnie?โย
โStay in the van, make sure the buildingโs clear.โย
โMM?โ
โStandby to help Annie get people out.โย
โFrenchie?โย
โFire alarm.โย
She signed at Kimiko, who responded with a smile.ย
โGood,โ She looked around the van, and Ben realized she hadnโt asked him.ย
Because She trusts you, the Thing rumbled. She isnโt worried about you fucking it.ย
โAny questions?โ She asked, and when she was met with shaking heads she nodded. โHughie?โ
โWe're good. Annie, do you need help-โ
Starlight shook her head, taking the computer from Cocksucker. โIโve got it.โ
Cocksucker gave a small nod, and turned to Her. โIโm ready.โ
โAlright,โ Ben could hear the tap of Her fingers in the familiar pattern, her heart speeding up as she took another breath. โWeโll go first. Annie, find exits for Butcher and Kimiko, and send them fast. If Neuman sees us coming we need to have our asses covered. Iโll text when Frenchieโs good to pull the alarm.โ
She stood on unsteady feet, and Benโs arm shot out instinctively to catch her around the waist. He was rewarded with a grateful smile and Her heart slowing ever so slightly. โReady?โย
The question was for Ben. He knew it, because She wasnโt looking anywhere but him and her voice was soft. โFucking born for it.โย
She huffed a small laugh, dropping the sunglasses onto the bridge of her perfect nose, and Ben didnโt bother to remove his arm from her as he stood. The Pussy Brigadeโs confused and judgmental stares could go suck each other off if they wanted. She gave a small gesture to Cocksucker, who left Starlightโs side to follow them out the van and into the cold alleyway.ย
They were silent for a second as She took in the tall brownstone building before them. Cocksucker kept shooting them both anxious fucking pussy looks as Ben held Her against himโusing his body to block her from the chills of the windโand would look away frantically whenever Ben held his gaze.ย
โBen,โ She looked up at him with sharp eyes, over the frames of her sunglasses. โYou need to throw us.โ
โWhat?โย
Ben and Cocksucker spoke in almost perfect unison, though Cocksuckerโs words were more panicked in comparison to Benโs disbelief.ย
โI am not fucking throwing you,โ Ben snapped Her name.ย
โYou have to,โ She looked back at the building, pointing as she spoke. โWe canโt go through the emergency exit, alarms will go off. That,โ Her finger moved to the iron stairs and grates lining the building. โIs our best bet. You can jump, me and Hughie canโt.โย
โThen Iโll go first and lower the damn ladder.โย
Cocksucker nodded. โI second Soldier Boy, thatโs a better plan.โย
โNo,โ She elbowed Benโs ribs, shaking her head. โItโs not. Thatโs something people might notice. We need to leave as little a trail as possible. Benโs going to throw us. Me first, then Hughie, then heโll jump.โย
Ben wanted to argueโtell Her that there had to be a better idea that didnโt involve Her just being chucked into the fucking airโbut She had already detangled herself from Ben, and was moving towards the building. So Ben followed, Cocksucker stumbling behind him, and stopped at Her side.ย
โThis is fucking stupid, Sunshine.โ
โUh huh,โ She looked up at the fire escape. โWhenever youโre ready, Pretty Boy.โย
Ben huffed, but picked Her up carefully, locking his arms firmly around her body and balancing on one leg as he propped up a knee. โDonโt die.โย
โCouldnโt if I tried. Go.โย
Ben squeezed Her slightly, then threw Her up. The half-second before she grabbed the railsโwhere she was suspended almost fucking cartoonishly in the skyโsucked all the air from Benโs lungs. But She was fast, finding a grip and hauling herself onto the platform with only a small grunt that was carried away by the wind.
โAll good!โ She called down. โSend Hughie up.โย
Ben looked at Cocksucker, whose face was like a fucking deer about to be mauled by a wolf.ย
โUh, Iโm not sure this is a good idea-โย
โShut up,โ Ben grunted, walking to pick the gangly fucker up. โIโm not going to fucking kill you. And sheโll catch you.โย
โBut-โย
Ben grabbed Cocksucker under his arms and tossed him into the air with a yelp. As promised, She grabbed Cocksuckerโs hand in the air, holding him steady until the little pussy got a hold on the bars himself and pulled up to Her side. Ben sighed, rolling his neck and trying to measure the jump as he backed up.ย
โBen-โย
Her call was cut off as he lept into the air, landing pretty damn perfectly on the platform. Right in front of Her. โYes?โ He winked, tone mocking, and She wrinkled her nose at him.ย
โShow off.โย
โYou fucking told me to do that.โย
โFuck you,โ She turned away, and the Thing started brainstorming ways to get her back later for those words. โHughie, what floor is Neuman on?โย
โThe top one, I think.โย
โYou think?โย
โIโm like 98% sure.โย
She sighed. โThen we better start climbing.โย
The walk up the stairs was silent, Her leading the way, Ben at the rear, and Cocksucker moving in small, quick steps between them. The wind was biting, howling in Benโs ears louder and louder the closer they drew to the top, drowning out the sound of Her heartbeat. When they stopped, one level from the roof, She crouched below the window. Cocksucker followed suit, and Ben gave Her a flat look.
โIโm not-โ
โBenjamin, get your ass down before I make you.โย
He glared at Her, only because this is important, and hunched to the floor.
โIโll go in first. Ben, Iโm going to have to keep my eyes on Neuman, so you need to text Butcher.โย
โI donโt have my fucking phone-โย
She tossed it at Ben wordlessly, raising Her brows.ย
โShut up,โ he grumbled, and She stuck her tongue out.ย
โReady?โย
Ben grunted, and Cocksucker gave a barely perceptible nod.ย
She exhaled through puffed lips, moving the sunglasses into her jacket as she looked at the window. โHere we fucking go.โย
Neumanโs apartment was nice. Cozy. If Ben didnโt have a fucking job to do, heโd ask for her interior decorator. Especially if heโd understood MM correctly and was going to be getting his own apartment soon. To share with Her. Their apartment.ย
Would she like that carpet? The Thing was fixated on a deep blue, stupidly damn fluffy carpet thrown across Neumanโs floor. No, itโs blue. Fucking pussy color. Sheโd like the texture though-ย
Job to do. Ben had a job to do. The Thing needed to shut the fuck up, because Ben had a job to do.ย
A job that walked right into the hallway they were standing in.ย
Neumanโs eyes widened, talking a stumbling step back as she yelped. โHughie? The fuck are you doing here? In my home?โ Nuemanโs eyes darted to Ben, then Her. โWith Soldier Boy and the Anomaly?โย
โItโs complicated,โ Cocksucker rubbed his neck nervously. โYou should, uh, you should get Zoe.โย
โStay the hell away from my daughter. Whatever youโre doing here doesnโt fucking involve her.โย
โVicki-โย
Cocksuckerโs pleading words were cut off by Her, tone firm. โNeuman, weโre not going to hurt you, or Zoe. We just need you both. Now.โย
Neuman laughed disbelievingly. โYouโre not here to hurt me, but you brought Solider Boy?โย
โWeโll explain,โ She answered, voice calm even as Her heart started to pick up. โBut please get Zoe.โย
โFuck no-โ
โNeuman.โ She crossed her arms. โYou canโt pop me or Ben. You wonโt pop Hughie. I swear we arenโt here to hurt you. Go get Zoe.โย
There was silence for a second, Ben could see Neuman looking around frantically, trying to find a way out where there wasnโt one, and eventually giving in. โZo, baby? Can you come here please?โย
A girl, couldnโt be more than fucking twelve, entered the hall. โMom, whatโs-โ The kidโs words died with a gasp as she saw Ben, Cocksucker, and Her in the hall. โMom?โย
Neuman moved the kid behind her, holding her hand with a white-knuckled grip. โItโs okay. Itโs going to be okay.โย
โWhat is Hughie doing here, with Soldier Boy?!โ The girl's voice was frantic, and Ben could hear her heart race. โAnd Homelanderโs girlfriend? What the fuck is happening-โย
โSheโs not Homelanderโs girlfriend,โ Ben hissed, and She slapped Benโs arm.ย
Sheโs just a kid, Her glare said. And you said youโd let me do the talking.ย
Youโre not Homelanderโs anything, Ben glared back. She should fucking know that.ย
Just a kid, Ben. She gave the phone in his hand a pointed look. Text Butcher that weโre good.ย
Ben scoffed, but opened the damn phone to tell Butcher that the French Prick needed to move as Neuman continued to comfort her daughter.ย
โDonโt worry about it, baby. I canโt explain right now, but weโre going to be fine. I just need you to stay behind me.โย
โMom-โย
โZoe,โ Cocksucker said gently. โWeโre not going to hurt you, or your mom. We just need to talk.โย
โAbout what?โ Neuman hissed. โIโd have taken a meeting, you didnโt have to resort to breaking into my home, Hughie.โย
โWell, uh-โย
โAnd I fucking know you visited Stan on Monday. So donโt lie to me and say youโre not up to something-โย
Neuman was cut off as a wailing, deafening siren rattled through the building. Turns out the French Prick moved impressively fast. Ben had barely hit send two seconds ago.ย
โBen,โ She mumbled, eyes not leaving Neumanโs fearful expression. โCan you break the alarms?โย
Ben nodded with a grunt, walking to the red light above them as smashing it with his fist. That seemed to be enough, he could hear everyoneโs breathing and heart again, so he returned to Her side.ย
โHughie, tell me when Annie says weโre good.โย
Cocksucker nodded, pulling out and fidgeting with his phone, and Neuman took a shaky step back.ย
โDonโt try and leave, Neuman,โ She said, voice tired and face bored. โI really donโt want to hurt you, so please just wait.โย
โWait for what?! What the fuck is happening?!โย
She sighed. โAs you probably figured out, we cut a deal with Edgar. Heโs going to help us out, as long as we talk you and Zoe out of the game.โย
โOut of the game?โ Neumanโs face twisted in determination. โYou lay a hand on me, on Zoe, and Iโll blow Hughieโs brains up.โย
Cocksucker paled, โVicki-โย
โI phrased that poorly.โ She addressed Neuman firmly, standing her ground. โWeโre removing the V from your system. So you donโt have to be a part of this shit show. The CIA will keep you safe, and weโll get what we need.โย
โNo,โ Neuman shook her head, taking another step back. โFuck no. Youโre not touching me, or Zoe, and whatever Stan said heโd give you I can give you as well-โย
Neumanโs words choked him her throat as fire spread slowly along the floor. Controlled, careful flames that blocked the exits and never rose above a foot.ย
โWeโre not asking.โ She said softly, almost fucking apologetic. โIt might hurt for a second, but youโll be fine. I promise.โย
โUm,โ Cocksucker said Her name, looking up from his phone. โWeโre ready.โ
โIโm sorry,โ She said to Neuman, and Ben knew She fucking meant it. Her heart was bouncing around in her chest, her breathing was labored, and her face was full of guilt when she looked at him. โNow, Ben.โย
Ben called the drums, pulling them as fast as he fucking could into his chest, into time with his heart. It was building, growing louder and brighter, and he angled his chest at Her right before everything fell in place inside him, and the world exploded.ย
The Thing roared as the bomb caught Her, even if every conscious part of Ben knew sheโd be fine. She was strong, she could handle it, sheโd fucking told him to hit her. But that didnโt stop the Thing from trying to climb out of him, to get to Her as she floated off the ground, surrounded in golden light and fire with her eyes shut. Ben couldnโt hear Her heart, couldnโt read her face, couldnโt give shit about Neuman trying to run or Cocksucker backing up to the window. It was just Her, burning alone, impossible to reach. Impossible to help.ย
She went out. For only a second all the light died, and Ben could hear Her heartbeat again. Then Her eyes opened, fucking wild and glowing, and everything exploded. Light shot from Her chest, hitting Neuman and Zoe head on, moving through their bodies as she levitated further off the floor. Ben even fucking stumbled, because the world shook. The ground moved and everything seemed to come to a screeching halt, suspended in time as She grew brighter. Time only resumed when the lightโas fast as it had appearedโdied, and She collapsed to the floor.ย
Ben fucking dove to catch Her, grabbing around her chest right before she hit the floor. Her eyes were open, and Ben could see the exhaustion in them, hear the slowing of Her heart as the energy drained from Her body. He heard Cocksucker run past them, checking on Nueman,ย but didnโt look away from Her.ย
โBen,โ Her voice was weak, breathless. โIโm fine. Make sure it worked.โย
โIโm not fucking leaving you-โ
โAll you have to do is turn your head, check that Neuman and Zoe are alive, and tell me,โ She gave a soft laugh. โFucking drama queen.โย
โShut the fuck up.โ Ben muttered, but glanced over his shoulder to where Cocksucker was standing awkwardly as Zoe climbed her feet, Neuman pulling her into a hug. โThey look fucking fine.โ
โOkay,โ She sat up slowly, not trying to leave Benโs hold as she called over him. โHughie, are they-โย
โWe are,โ Neuman answered. โI canโt feel it. Your blood or hearts. Zo?โย
The girlโs hands moved to her face. โTheyโre gone.โย
Neuman nodded, and looked back at Her. Ben could hear the race of Neumanโs heart, almost smell her fear. โNow what?โย
โButcher and Kimiko are on their way up,โ Cocksucker said, glancing at his phone. โWeโre going to get you somewhere safe.โย
โWhat about my life,โ Neuman shook her head. โZoeโs life-โย
โYou both wouldnโt have fucking lives if Homelander decided you werenโt useful anymore,โ Ben snapped. โYouโre fucking welcome.โ
Neuman looked at Ben with a frown, her eyes scanning over how he was still holding Her, keeping her carefully upright. โWhat did Edgar offer you.โย
โHelp,โ Ben hissed. โAnd it's not your fucking problem now.โย
โWe need to move,โ She tugged at Benโs shirt, voice even quieter than before. โHomelander will have noticed this, we need to go-โย
Ben nodded roughly, and scooped Her into his arms. Ben turned to Cocksucker as She wrapped her arms around his neck. โTell Butcher you pussies better fucking haul ass to get Neuman out.โ
Cocksucker nodded nervously. โUm, where are you-โย
โThe van. We still have shit at the safe house, weโll need to get it before you move us. But Iโm not fucking waiting here until Butcher arrives.โ Until Homelander arrives. Not when Sheโs about to pass out. Ben spoke the last words through gritted teeth. โI did my job. Do yours.โย
Ben didnโt wait for Cocksuckerโs response, climbing back out of the window and studying the drop down the alley. He could just jumpโit would be faster and theyโd both be fineโbut it would be loud. Crack the pavement.ย
Get more unwelcome attention.ย
So Ben climbed down the stairs, keeping Her secure against his chest. He jumped down from only the last platform, making sure Her hold on him was firm before did he, and moved to van in long, fast steps. He vaulted through the doors, dropping against the wallsโnot bothering with pointless fucking greetings to MM or Starlightโand listened to Her breathing fall, becoming slow and easy as her eyes drooped. She passed out in Benโs arms, and he rubbed small circles on Her back because he fucking could. Because they had done it, She had done it, so Edgar would come through and sheโd be safe.
It took a few minutes, but the remainder of the teamโnow joined by Nueman and her daughterโreturned to the van. The door slammed behind them and MM took off, hightailing it away from the alley, from where Homelander would surely arrive any minute. But Ben didnโt give a shit, didnโt bother to listen to Butcher, Starlight, and Nueman talk about next steps, because She was here. Holding Ben, heartbeat in rhythm with his own.
She leaned against Ben the whole way back to the safe house. Face smushed into his chest, hair tickling Benโs chin as she climbed up just a little closer in her sleep. Curled in his lap, a little bit of droll falling from her mouth. Ben had never seen something so fucking perfect in his life. She deserved to be like that for the rest of fucking time, comfortable and peaceful. Against Ben, if thatโs what she wanted.ย
Ben moved slowly, careful not to disturb Her, and pulled out his phone. 696969 was a fucking stupid passcode, but heโd noticed Her fight a giggle every time he had to enter it so it would stay like that forever. It took him a minute to find the camera appโthere had to be a better way to navigate this piece of shitโbut when he did he raised his free arm, holding the phone down at Her perfect face, and took a photo. It might be fucking creepy, he might be getting weird looks from the Pussy Brigade, but Ben didnโt give a single fuck. If She ever decided to leave him, if he had to let Her go, at least heโd have a memory of this. Of Her just needing him, just wanting him.ย
Something of Her, forever.
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mirrored vibes - 1st house synastry (playlist) / inner planets / asteroids
for when their jupiter is in your first house:
"good vibrations" - the beach boys / "happy" - pharrell williams / "ain't no mountain high enough" - marvin gaye & tammi terrell / "beautiful day" - U2 / "can't stop the feeling!" - justin timberlake /
for when your jupiter is in their first house:
"higher love" - steve winwood / "you raise me up" - josh groban / "firework" - katy perry / "can't hold us" - macklemore & ryan lewis / "hey soul sister" - train /
for when their saturn is in your first house:
"beautiful boy (darling boy)" - john lennon / "diamonds" - rihanna / "the scientist" - coldplay / "stronger (what doesn't kill you)" - kelly clarkson / "i will survive" - gloria gaynor /
for when your saturn is in their first house:
"the sound of silence" - simon & garfunkel / "say you won't let go" - james arthur / "someone you loved" - lewis capaldi / "best song ever" - one direction / "i'll stand by you" - the pretenders /
for when their uranus is in your first house:
"like a prayer" - madonna / "rebel yell" - billy idol / "electric feel" - mgmt / "blue suede shoes" - elvis presley / "don't stop believin'" - journey
for when your uranus is in their first house:
"power" - kanye west / "walking on sunshine" - katrina & the waves / "changes" - david bowie / "born this way" - lady gaga / "run the world (girls)" - beyoncรฉ /
for when their neptune is in your first house:
"wish you were here" - pink floyd / "clair de lune" - claude debussy / "dreams" - fleetwood mac / "across the universe" - the beatles / "my immortal" - evanescence /
for when your neptune is in their first house:
"้ฃใใฆใฃใฆ ้ฃใใฆใฃใฆ" - dreams come true / "what the world needs now is love" - andra day / "imagine" - john lennon / "somewhere over the rainbow" - judy garland / "chasing pavements" - adele /
for when their pluto is in your first house:
"before he cheats" - carrie underwood / "runnin' on empty" - jackson browne / "carry on wayward son" - kansas / "holocene" - bon iver / "decode" - paramore /
for when your pluto is in their first house:
"secret" - the pierces / "heartbreaker" - pat benatar / "higher love" - kygo & whitney houston / "gives you hell" - all time low / "story of us" - taylor swift /
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