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princessdreamie · 2 years ago

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DBH ending part 3

after Seth was born Lolly stepped up as his big sister and while c made sure that most of the requirements were met for his brother, he still asked for advise if their parents had a stressful time. Doesnt mean they were bad parents. But one being a ceo and the other being a bar owner was not easy to handle a baby in their environment. E eventually got along with ll to the point where he even tucks her into bed after the day was done. And even made sure she got to parties if there were kids alllowed. S was secretly happy for it, while she loved se and c the same she didnt want to give birth to another kid. One was enough. Especially after realizing what troubles they can cause at the beginning. S and ll had your typical mother-daughter relationship. They fight sometimes but they make up later on the day. C was liking her just as much. He was hoping for a sister when his mom was expecting but still is happy for a younger sib. So that all works out.

Back to the present XD

when se was starting to get hungry, he let his dad know. And we all know what tha means. Screaming until his belly is satisfied. E was calling for a maid to make some food for him. He was looking for his robot daughter but couldnt find her. He picked up se while he was checking his gps to see where she went. Normally she would jump out from the most unexpected places and await his orders. He was confused of the speed her little tiger icon went on the road but realized soon enough that she was sneaking out again. E was not allowing her to go out without his knowledge after all. After he saw where the tiger face was leading to he calmed down but made sure to remember to give her and Mitchell a scolding. by now she probably made herself known inside, so there was no way his assistant wasnt aware of the little cat girl being in the car. After he got se to stop crying and got him to eat, our fave ceo handed him to the nearest butler to lay him down. He was beaten and still had work to do. Alarm was set for 20 mins to give him a power nap. But he got woken up by his wife instead after 4 missed alarms.

Back in kindergarten

na was sitting with some of her friends, Milly(aka. mi), Tim (I guess just T XD) & Lena (Le). she was the one who came up to them to make friends and they had a good connection very early on. Mi was a wild child, climbing stuff was her favorite thing to do, even if she gave their teachers a heart attack. Tim was shy and had troubles making friends on his first few days in his class b4 he met Na. Le was deaf. She had an incident at an amusement park once at age 2, where the boxes for a show had difficulties and eventually made loud disturbing noise. Her parents were under one of those speakers and tried their best to cover her ears but she still got a lot of damage for her hearing. her hearing could be repaired but she needed to grow older for the operation to be a success.

the 4 kids played with gg and ll for a bit b4 bully and his lackey Loid (aka. lo) messed with them. Fyi, chance's school doesnt allow ai bots after some kids made pranks with them. So that was a new rule they had to follow.

Anyway, they would do that most days, the boys are either getting on their nerves or make fun of them. Na told n about her son's behavior, more than once. But every time bratty jumps in his defense. Saying he just wants to play. But he wasn't. He has been given the title 'baby bully' for a reason afterall. Although she and tim are older than him,the girls are around the same age as bully by a few weeks but this isnt saying much, he still does how he pleases in class. Their homeroom teacher, miss Trail, knew how bad he has gotten and made sure to document everything he and his friend have done in her class.

on their break, ms. Trail went up to na to comfort her, after her cousin got to her with his stupid comments. Her friends played on the slide while she stayed on the side. Gg was with her friends and ll was rebooting for an update. So she was sitting basically alone under the shades. She wasnt feeling well either and now had to wait for her meds to take effect. The teacher asked if she wanted to visit the big kids school. Her eyes lit up at her offer. The school they went to was the same where lv and c went. Their recess starts a few minutes later after they have had. Na put her little tiger friend in her jacket and they started walking to the school. The 2 waited by the gate and Ms. trail asked the little girl how her family was doing. Aside of telling her the usual things with her parents and and her aunts and uncles sometimes, she either talks her about a show she really liked at the moment or her time with the fergusons. The woman noticed pretty quickly that she wasn't very keen on her cousins. With the exception of Michael and levi, she wasnt getting along with n's kids and levis little brother was going to another school. And when asked why he is not with his big brother in the same school, he only answer was "i guess he wanted to be independent from cousin leaf". Her teacher just nodded not understanding the minds of those big wigs.

Thats why her idea to come to this school was so that whenever her little student had a hard time, they would visit her favorite relatives. She interacted with both boys occasionally and her intuition told her that the young ferguson really was looking out for her. Levi cared for her as well, but since his friend had no familiar relation to them other than his stepmom being a Stanton cousin they still treat each other as family. Thats why she had more respect for him than most other siblings she had encountered. As the time goes by Na finally felt her medicine working. Right on time for the big kids to run out. Levi was hanging with his friends while c was playing basketball with a few other kids.

One of c's friends told him that his girl cousin was visiting. When he finally saw the 2 on the gate, he waved at them and asked for a 5 minute break. Arriving infront if the girls he chit chat with both of them. Eventually her teacher tells her to tell him what happened today. And he knew from the moment he saw her face that it wasn't good. She looked sad and her eyes fell to the side. He had a feeling that it might have to do with bully. He never liked the kid. As bratty's brother was still young he witnessed his toddler behavior but didnt think much of it at that time. But now he was glad that r was back home with his own teachers his dad had chosen. Even tho he was alone with them, s made sure to let him meet kids his age in the nearby park on his lunch breaks, so that he wouldnt be to isolated.

If he met bully now, they cretainly would get into a fight. his dad made the right choice, he just wished na's parents would have realized it too. Then again, he was glad that she found good friends back there that go with her through thick and thin. He hadn't met them yet but the girl promised to introduce them to him at her birthday party next time. Her bd was coming up and invited her class and some of her other friends. She wished she could uninvite bratty and bully but her family didnt think it was a good idea since they are still her family. She wasnt sure if she feels that way still after knowing them for so long. Bratty threw her tantrums left and right and bully was making everything a nightmare.

The little grouo parted ways after she finally told him about her day, and c wasnt amused to say the least. He made himsrlf a feminder to talk to lv about this. After school, while waiting for the bus (c & lv wanted to drive with the bus for a while so they could keep chatting with their group of friends) c walked up to lv and told him what he heared from Na. Lv heared him out and tells him he will get to the bottom of this. B4 c could go back to his friends, lv asked if gg and ll were with her all the time. C just shrugged his shoulders and tells him that these 2 are never far apart of the kids normally.

Back at the Stanton's mansion

The grown ups had some tea time while they waut gor the kids to come back. N keeps talking about a problem they encountered at work. Some smuggeling i guess, make your own sense of it. Ct was sitting next to her looking at some files while the others give their 2 cents to this topic. The door opened loudly and they don't need to wonder who just came in. N's dad asked his daughter to teach her son manners. But n just retaliates thst he will grow out of it. Bratty was in her room doing homework and noticed the commotion as well. Soon after lv and na came around the corner and he had something to tell them

Flashback b4 this brat rushed inside the door

Na and lv were talking about their homework they have to do today until Bully rushed between lv and na as they walked the way to the door. He didnt even look back to see if they are ok. Lv kept his balance, his girl cousin unfortunately did not. She fell on the hard floor with her butt. she was about to cry from the pain but lv knew how to calm her down. He sang her fave part of chance's song and strocked her hair lightly. Sge still cried some tears but this song made her feel better. Lolly, who was already turned back on after her update, hugged her tightly and tigger looked back at the door, shaking his head.

Back on track.

Lv sat na on k's lap and started to inform them about her day with bully. Ct just tsked and was telling his nephew that the 'ferguson kid' might have Over Exaggerated. But gg & ll could confirmed it. Gg even showed recordings on their ipad. The speakers were on, and hearing the things her baby cousin said today again,made her feel even more upset. N called bu (bully) down to question him. B4 they saw those recordings all of them thought that he couldnt have been that bad. Bu even lied most of the time when he was asked if he was a good kid In school. Or if he played nicely with the other kids. Gg had a bad feeling whenever he answered those questions. And now he knows why. As he lied this Time again, gg replayed the recording, much to na's displeasure. His apology later didn't even feel sincere. Even ct noticed his son's annoyed undertone. N's dad again, tells her to watch his behavior. But br (bratty) heared that her brother got yelled at and came to his side to comfort him. In her opinion it is not his fault that na is so weak that she gets upset everytime someone said something bad to her. K had finally enough. He had to sit there, hearing those terrible things his daughter and as well as her friends had to endure. He was not having it with his niece's attitude. A fight broke out and na ran to her hiding place she found some time ago. It was a little cabinet with a secret hidden floor room. she would just lay there sometimes abd try to calm herself down. She turned on her little light on her watch and called c.

The ferguson parents already heared from their son and try to figure out if they should talk with them. Na might not like to be around ppl but she visited them enough to have a good relationship w/each other with their niece. While discussing it, c's mobile watch started ringing. He excused himself and answered the call after entering another room. c wasnt surprised seeing her with her barely seeing face. She would call him or her friends whenever she was in her hiding spot. Na was telling him what happened at home and ge assured her that he will be there to listen.

Their calls started once a few months ago where she had a crush on a boy in her class. She asked c for advise, even tho he never dated anyone b4. He went out with some, sure but they were obviously just after his family's fame. The boy turned out to be lo, b4 he met bu. At 1st he seemed nice. He played with her home or sometimes read books together. but one day she had to take her drops ver bad. As soon as she got her bottle out of her bag, sum1 snatched it away. And who else would it be but lo proofing himself to bu. Bc apparently being a lackey for the son of the lady of the Stanton family is better than being her friend. A teacher stepped in and lo's and na's parents were called in. And instead of saying that he wasn't alone in this, lo took all the blame so that bu could get out of trouble Scott free. Since then she hid in this place and be surrounded by dim light with sum1 to talk to that has time to hear her out. c tells ber that he will let ll stay with her for tonight and he will come pick the little tiger the next day.

At Kai' and julie's home

They bought a new home for them selves, a few months prior in her pregnancy, and the house was furnished fo their wishes. Slightly smaller than his dad's place bur still impressive nonetheless. The day b4 kai and his family left in a hurry as they still had their screaming match. Julie was not sure what to do anymore. She knows n was doing her best with her kids but after seeing the footage as proof she didnt know what to believe anymore. Na came out of her hiding spot when her parents called her name. She was secretly happy to leave but made sure to hide her emotions to not make her fam worry. Ll and gg were the only ones who said good bye as they left the house. It was not like her dad to lose his temper, with his family no less. Normally she witnessed ber dad being the butt of the joke but this time he had not pulled any punches.

Kai was still not over it what his sister and the family of hers did today. Ct was trying to calm them down in a half assed way. As if he was not even sure that there was a problem to begin with. As for their kids, they didnt even pretend to be sorry the whole time as they fought. J and k whispered to eachother on the ride home to not wake up their daughter. But ll was still awake. And she was sure enough to record their convo as well to show it to her parents. She thought that these 2 are the least 'brain dead' people she had met today.

Arriving home k brought na to her room and kept arguing with his wife. Not only over his daughter but how his family seemes to have gone off the rails lately after bu was born. There were times that they would visit e & s so they could only be around r. their son was not as arrogant as their other nephew. They didnt want to admit it but they preferred the Ferguson's home over staying with bu. c's parents felt the same way. They preferred to have their little kid stay with them than being with n's son a whole day. They even love having na around them.

On the next day

E came to k's place to pick up ll. E rejected the invitation to have some coffee inside since he was late for work anyway. Na was already talking w her friends about her up coming bd party. T was uncertain bc his parents werent in any of the circles. He got into this daycare bc his dad and the director visited the same sports bar and they got to know each other there. Na didnt care about circles anyhow. If her parents throw a party for her then they have to invite kids she actually likes. None of those business opportunities, like they normally do. Too bad that bu had the same idea as well but at the same day. Originally the Stanton's were thinking of doing his on his actual birthday but he ofc got his way. In the pretends of 'making up with his cousin'. in reality he is just a prick. K was not on board with this plan and decided to make her party at his house. The family fought about it until k and j couldnt take it anymore. Their dad was already mad about the whole fiasco b4 but now he was at his withs end.

As was as na feared. He invited most of her class to his party. And the ones he didnt invite were not close enough to either of them. Fortunately some of them didnt like bu so they gratefully accepted her party invites. The parties were on the weekend so many had time to come. But bu would just have this smug grin on his face when they drove home, thinking she will regret telling on his mom. basically, just some stupid revenge scheme of his.

Na was still bumped for the lack of guests on her list compared to her bby cousin. N felt bad for her, even try to talk about her problems with bu. But na didnt even try to listen, knowing that she wont do a thing about his behavior. Ct tried to reassure his wife that they will get over it eventually.

On the day of the party.

As expected most of her classmates came to bu's place. Even trying to show off in social media. But to their surprise E and his family arrive with some other kids that got bullied from n's kid. It wasnt difficult to check who else got ignored/mistreated by him. Their parents were ecstatic on his offer. and equally mad to know that they were still treated so badly, even after they got wind of bu's behavior. K & J were talking to some of the parents while mi and na played with her dancing game. Na was not really good at dancing. She would lose footing or even step outside the dancing mat. But mi was just loving it. Not only bc she was winning, but her energy was finally put in good use. When mi and the other 2 arrived at first, the wild girl would just jump up on furniture and dangle on the edge. A while later they got another guest at the door.

C and some of his buddies came as well. One certain friend of his was disguised with a baseball cappy and mask. When asked what his deal was, the friend tried his best to use a deeper voice but na recognized him immediately. He was one of her favorite actors in the show se likes to watch. Caught in the open, the guy put his disguise away and many of the girls at the party squeaked in delight. Fabian (Fa) played the best friend of the Heroine and he got as just as many followers/fans as his colleagues do. C was not aware of this bc fa barely talks about his work in the Media circle. But it payed off nonetheless.

Na was on edge. He favorite actor, at her party. She completely forgot about bu and his party and got the best birthday to date. Fa Even blogged about his friend's cousin and her party. The post got way more likes and comments than bu had by a long shot.

At the Stanton's

Bu was mad after seeing the new post from fa. Even his own guests saw it and some left right away to see him. N called her brother asking if it was his work. But he just laughted and tells her to not be too delusional. When she accused k of playing petty he just grinnted his teeth and answered, if it was petty to defend his daughter from a useless brat. And just hung up on her. He never talked to his sister that way, and he had to admit, it felt good.

After an hour their place was in full swing. Some older girls from c's class came to their house as well and started to flirt w him and fa. that didnt sit right with na but T dragged her to her cake. When all of the guests finally sat around her bd cake it got quiet. na made her with and the cheers got wild. Le asked if she had taken her meds yet. J was touched by her friends concern and explained to her that they gave it to he a few hours ago.

After a while the party eventually ended and aside of c & a work friend of k, the family of 3 started to get ready for bed. K's friend talks with him about an upvoming show while j gets some rest on the couch. C offered j to take na to bed, which the woman really appreciated. While the little girl finisehd her tooh brushing routine, c get a call from bratty asking what kind of friend he is. C learned over the years to not let his step cousin have her way, even if he had a little crush on her back in the day. But after bully got into the picture he noticed all the red flags of her and that she was not worth his efforts. He asked her if she really got so entitled to the point that she doenst see how her attitude affected her girl cousin's feelings forwars her and the family. Their bickering kept on going until he tells her how he really feels about her brother and wished he would have been abducted. He regretted saying that as soon as these words left his mout but by then that bitch was crying about how 'Selfish' he has become. (Like, we all know she would react that way, that's why every1 hates that bitch)

Na had her door closed so she couldnt hear everything what they talked about. But from the tone of theur voices she figured it wasnt pleasant.

Part 4 coming soon

#nicole #stanton #Nicole Stanton #Eric #Ferguson #Eric Ferguson #altenative #alternative ending #Heiress #Billionaire Heiress #Divorced Billionaire Heiress #Selena #Chance #DBH #Original is trash #Better ending

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kfairies · 2 years ago

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temptation ; part 2 ; miguel o'hara smut

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He grabbed my face and started pulling me closer. I tried to resist but I couldn't bring myself to do it, he was a great kisser. He pushed me into the kitchen and closed the door behind him. He started kissing me, my lips, down my spine, down my legs, and up again. He gave me hickeys on my neck, and I felt a sharp pain, like teeth; but I said nothing about it. He slowly touched my waist and pulled me closer. He pulled my pants down, then my underwear. Then he would put one finger down there. I couldnt help but moan quietly. He put 2 more. I moaned even louder, afraid that some of the people eating outside could hear me. He pulled down his boxers and pushed me onto the floor. He didn't waste any time and stuck his penis into my pussy. He thrusted me really fast, and I screamed when I moaned. I fingered the top of my pussy and started cumming. "AH,ah.." I screamed, "fuck..." and tried pushing him off of me, but that made him thrust even harder. He pulled my hair to make my arch perfect. He would pull out his penis to cum and I got up, my legs wobbling. He picked me up and put my legs around his torso, he inserted his penis in me and started doing the cowgirl position. He started thrusting harder and faster, and I felt my orgasm coming. I screamed out in pleasure as I came, and he soon followed suit. He collapsed on top of me, both of us panting and sweating in the aftermath. We both lay there in silence for a few moments, before finally getting up and cleaning up the mess we had made. We dressed in silence and he walked me to the door, giving me one last kiss before I left. I felt so guilty, so I walked to my boyfriend's house and let myself in. 'Xaiver..." I said. He walked out and hugged me. "Whats up" "Nothing much" We cotninued small talk until we started eating some leftover piza he had. "So.. y/n?How was your day?" I was zoning off and didnt bother to answer. "Y/n?????" I snapped with a "Huh?" quickly stopping my drift off. "You're acting off." Xavier said, cutting a tomato and sighing. 'What? Off? Pfft." never me. 'Y/n, do you have something to tell me. A secret perhaps?" He replies. 'Nooo! Calm down Xavier." I replied.." I replied. "That's not it, is it?" Xavier said looking at me, with a raised eyebrow. I sighed and told him the truth. "Yes, I do have something to tell you. I just don't know how to say it..." I said. 'What is it.." making up a quick lie, I said; "When we were dating, and you were 22, I hated that necklace you gave me, and only wore it whenever you were around." I said. "Oh. Mhm. Yeah, ok." he said muttering in disbeleive Xavier laughed and shook his head. "That's hilarious," he said. "And here I thought you really had a secret!" I scratched my head, feeling nervous i just lied to my boyfriend. My leg started twitching. I nervously laughed along with him, trying to keep up the facade. I knew I had to tell him the truth soon, but I was scared of what his reaction would be. I just hoped he would forgive me. After a couple of hours hanging out, I left; I was walking alone and I got a call from contact: Miguel. "Hello" he said over the phone, the soothing voice that I was missing. "Hello, Miguel; I've been meaning to tell you that I really can't do this, I have a boyfriend I just cheated on and I can't keep lying to him, I'm sorry and I hope you understand." I hung up, and deleted his number off of my phone.

2 days went by until a polcie officer called me; "Hello, Ms. Y/n Taylor, sorry to deliver bad news; But your boyfriend Xavier Riley was killed, tragically. He was found with 2 fang marks in his neck, and was hit in the face, the punch was so strong that it killed him. No human could' ve possibly indented a punch into his face, nor fangs. We only told his family and close friends. I'm so sorry, Ms. Taylor."

I tried to break down into tears, but I couldn't cry. For some reason my body wouldn't let me. I fixed myself up, and told the officer; "I'm devastated, thank you for letting me know.

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juju-on-dat-beat · 3 years ago

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A/N: Reader is gender neutral and around 14 years of age. Sniper is a bit older in this,,, Like he looks to be

There might be some misspelled words, sorry bout that. Its really late over here. This is Platonic. Requests are still open.

Requested by someone on wattpad! I am practicing how to write fics

Also bad words.

••••

It was a cloudy day outside. There was a small reddish house that was somewhere in the lands of Australia.

Two old folks were taking care of a certain (H/L) (H/C) child.

Y/N. That was their name. Y/N was asleep on a comfy bed in the house.

Though, this day was a very special day for the child! It was their birthday! How lovely.

Y/N opened their eyes to the sound of birds chirping. There, they realized it was their special 14th birthday!

Y/N jumped off the bed and immediately ran downstairs.

"Gramma? Gramma! Its my birthday today" Y/N chirped with excitement.

"Oh, yes! Yes it is!" Ms. Mundy said with delight as she placed down a potted plant and walked to her grandkid.

Ms. Mundy quickly hugged the child as she smiled.

Y/N smiled with enthusiasm and even more excitement.

"Gramma, Im gonna turn 14 today! Im so excited! Dad's gonna teach me how to use a bow and arrow!" Y/N said as they turned their head to their dad's bow and arrow.

"Heh, my child, just do not use it for the bad. Use it for the good, hm?" Ms. Mundy asked the excited child.

Y/N responded with a nod, recieving a head pat from Ms. Mundy.

"Now, I will go bake a cake for the birthday boy/girl!" Ms. Mundy said as she walked towards the kitchen.

Y/N then ran off to find their grandfather this time. The child ran outside looking for him.

"Gramps? Grampy?" Y/N called. Y/N decided to search the fields.

Just as Y/N was about to give up, Mr. Mundy scared them.

"Boo!" He boomed.

Y/N couldnt help but yelp and giggle after.

"Grampy! You scared me! Its my 14th birthday! You cant do that to me." Y/N giggled.

"Hehe! I know bithday kid." Mr. Mundy said as he gave his grandkid a headpat, until Y/N hugged him,, but Y/N smile turned into a frown.

"Do you think dad's gonna make it?" Y/N asked sadly. "Like, my last birthday. Gramps, I know he is always busy and that he does love me, but sometimes I want him to stay here."

Now it was Mr. Mundy's turn to frown.

"Yes, I know. Your father has- ... A stressful job sweetie. Though I believe he wouldnt miss this for the world." Mr. Mundy assured the sad little child.

Y/N smiled at his reassurance.

"Lets go decorate! I want this birthday to be the most special!" Y/N cheered as they grabbed their grandfather's hand and dragged him towards the red house.

••••

(Short timeskip)

The living room was decorated for Y/N's birthday. Y/N didnt really like having friends over, its harder and longer to clean up.

It was 6:30 PM. Just right after dinner.

The saddest news was that Y/N's father has not come home yet. Though, Y/N waited.

They didnt even wanna blow out the candles. They wanted to wait.

"Y/N, just blow the candles. Its your 14th birthday!" Y/N's Grandfather said, holding his slight annoyed look.

"No! Dad isnt home yet and I refuse to let him miss out anymore!" Y/N argued, pouting and crossing their arms.

"He wont miss anything! Look, I'll take a picture! Your father would still be delighted." Ms. Mundy said softly as she held a camera in her hands.

"Still no, gramma. I want him to physically be here!" Y/N said as they held their breath so they wouldnt accidentally blow the candles.

Ms. Mundy and Mr. Mundy looked at each other, defeated. Y/N was very stubborn, though they loved their father not to miss their birthday.

Soon, both Ms. Mundy and Mr. Mundy cleaned the table up but left the cake on the table for Y/N to still have a chance to make a wish or not.

7:00 PM

The clock read. Y/N became a little bit bored and folded their hands on the table. Y/N sighed and waited as time went by.

7:30 PM

No sign. Ms. Mundy decided to wait with little Y/N and Y/N offered a slice but never wanted to blow the candle's fire.

8:30 PM

Still no sign. Y/N was pacing around the room and Mr. Mundy tried to calm them down but failed.

9:30 PM

No... Sign..

By this time, Y/N offered their grandparents to sleep already and that they could take care of themselves.

10:30 PM

There was still no sign. Y/N was getting sleepy but laid on the couch and decided to watch some toons as they waited.

11:00 PM

Y/N almost fell asleep but was awaken by a loud noise from the outside. They got up excited but just saw a car run by, apparently the car just honked. Bored, they went back to watching toons as the cake was still on the table. Candle was close to being burnt out.

11:58 PM

Y/N stared at their cake, the fire now barely alive. Just a little sparkle left.

Y/N sighed.

"He's not coming" Y/N muttered sadly as they blew out the candle.

"Happy Birthday" Y/N whispered to themself as they took a slice.

••••

After a bit, Y/N washed their plate and brushed their teeth. They were about to go upstairs and sleep.

The front doorknob fumbled to which Y/N stopped with surprise.

It revealed a man with a hat and orange glass. He also wore a brown vest on top of his red shirt. A sniper rifle on his back.

"Y/N?" He said.

"Oh! Dad! Hi.." Y/N smiled. Glad that their father was finally here but sad he missed everything else.

"Im so sorry, kiddo. Work's stressful and moi boss wanted me an' moi co-workers to do some extra jobs." Mundy explained as he quickly went to his child and hugged them.

"Im so so sorry" He said sadly while he patted their child's back.

"I-Its okay, Dad. Really. I know that its stressful. I saved you a slice" Y/N said as they hugged their father back.

"Thank ya, kiddo. Ill teach ya how tah shoot a bow and arrow, jus as I promised." Mundy grinned.

Y/N smiled at their father.

Mundy was just late, how could things get worse?

••••

(Few months later)

Mr. Mundy and Ms. Mundy had passed away recently, leaving Mundy and Y/N alone in the red house.

Y/N was miserable. Crying from the death of their grandparents. But Y/N always remembered that they are now in a better place.

Mundy comforted his kid, all the time. Now especially that he had a very long break from his job. Though he was not the same anymore after finding out that he was adopted and his real parents may not have wanted him.

Sniper sighed in frustration and sadness as he placed his head on his hands holding the adoption papers and multiple newspapers. He was trying to find out where he came from and who his birth parents are.

Y/N, his kid, walked down th stairs and looked at their father sadly.

"Dad?" Y/N started "Are.. You alright?" They finished.

"Oh uh, Y/N. Yeah. Ah am. Jus' tryin to fiond something out, Kiddo." Sniper replied.

Y/N showed a frown, knowing that he was lying but never said anything.

"Can we.. Visit Mom's grave?" Y/N muttered and fumbled with their fingers nervously.

Sniper was soon broken from his thoughts and frowned.

Sniper sighed. "You go on ahead, Kiddo. Im quite busy"

Y/N tried to keep the tears in now.

'You always are' Y/N said but never over her breath.

Y/N got out of the house. They walked and walked towards a part of the field with gravestones, one of them had a name; M/N (Mother's Name) engraved on it.

They sat alone. No words spoken.

••••

(6 Months later)

Y/N barely talked anymore. They mostly tried to keep their Dad better.

Y/N never said much to their father anymore but never backed away from a hug. If Sniper even gave that often.

The child also realized how fucked up their relationship was with their dad. It wasnt like volcanic bad but it was still quite bad.

But something would happen today which will make Y/N perk up... In fear, confusion and even a little traumatic for the poor child.

Right now Y/N was laying on their bed, staring at the ceiling fan. That was when their dad, Mundy/Sniper (but you knew that..) opened their door.

"Dad has some guests so stay silent. Okay?" Sniper said softly.

Y/N had their head up and nodded.

Sniper closed the door again and Y/N stared at the ceiling fan.

"Visitors? We never had any before.." Y/N muttered to themself.

Y/N got up from their bed and opened the door.

They peaked out from just the small corner from the staircase, the darkness covering Y/N.

There they saw two people walk inside and Y/N placed hands on their mouth so they wouldnt breath too loudly.

The two were talking about Y/N's father. One of them complaining that Sniper isnt here and that they should leave.

Y/N never knew why they called their father 'Sniper' isnt that just a gun?

What caught Y/N's attention again was that their father jumped one of them and injected something in the victim's neck.

Y/N couldnt do anything. The poor child was scared and struggled to breath. Though they kept their hands on their mouth still.

After a bit Y/N looked back down to see both victims tied to a chair. A woman and a man.

From downstairs, Sniper huffed and wiped his sweat. He then went for the stairs which alerted Y/N and quickly but silently retreat to their room again.

Y/N quickly laid on their bed, heart thumping in their ears.

Sniper then opened the door.

"Hey, Kiddo? Jus' stay quiet for dad for a lil' whoile longah, kay?" He murmured and closed the door again, suspecting nothing.

Y/N then panted from fear and confusion.

Poor Y/N was so confused of what just happened. They processed and processed but never got anywhere far.

After what seemed like 10 minutes, Y/N believed it was safe to look downstairs again.

Y/N repeated what they did before and peaked downstairs with thei hands covering their mouth.

At the moment, the woman was awake and kept spitting at the other victim to which he woke up with anger.

"Bloodeh hell, Girl! Are you spittin on meh!?" The male victim said angrily.

"YES! Ive been waking you up for ten minutes!" The girl replied.

"YOUVE BEEN SPITTIN AT MEH FOR 10 MINUTES!?" He yelled.

"Demo" The girl started.

'Demo?' Y/N thought.

"Im tied up and Im worried and Im very thirsty." The girl complained.

The small conversation went on for a bit. Then 'Demo' tried to figure out an escape plan. Not until Sniper inserted another injection in 'Demo' again.

Y/N, shaken with fear, was too scared to continue and immediately went to their room.

"Dad's crazy, Mum." Y/N said, praying to their mom and started packing. Thinking that they wouldnt last long.

Y/N was now planning to run away, thinking it wasnt safe any longer here.

It took a bit for the bag to be filled. When it was finished, Y/N wiped their sweat.

Though they were not finished in time for they heared footsteps coming up the stairs.

In panic; Y/N threw the bag out their window and was about to go too. Not until the door opened.

"Y/N!" Y/N's dad, Mundy/Sniper said. "Were gonna go- what're ya doin?" He paused.

Y/N then improvised, badly.

"Eheh.. Heyyyy.... Dad. Just... Getting some air, you know me" Y/N said pretending like they werent just about to leave.

"Oh uh, okay." Sniper shrugged. "Anyway, were gonna see my birthparents! Or... Your... Real... Grandparents.." He said trailing off in the end.

"What about the.. 'guests'?" Y/N asked suspiciously.

"Oh! They are takin us there!" Sniper said excitedly.

Y/N had their mouth shut now.

"Eheh... So uh. Funny story-" They tried to explain.

"No toime, Kiddo! Lessgo!" He said and carried Y/N down rhe stairs.

Y/N sat in silence, confused.

••••

(Timeskip)

Y/N POV

There we were. In this 'place'... Meeting my real grandparents for the first time. Some of them were concerned that my dad 'actually had a kid'. Weird.

Dad was more excited than me, I bet. This is probably the longest conversation Ive had with him for months. Im still willing to talk to him.

After he finishes explaining why the heck did he inject something into a man.

Now we have met my real grandparents.

I.. I dont think they are very thrilled to see me. They are.. Very ignorant and bland..

They were talking about Australium? Whats that? Nuclear source? Wha?

I was very confused at the moment so I fecided to look around and touch some things.

I found this ... Thing.. That had levers, buttons and a ton more.

"Woah.." I mutter in awe

Just as I was about to touch a button, a ruler slapped my hand.

I yelp in pain and hold my hand, trying to sooth the pain. I turned tp the person who slapped my hand with tears pricking my eyes.

"Dont. Touch." My real grandmother said.

"Im dealing with a child much of a husband. I dont need another." She scoffed and took another sip from her red drink.

I sucked on my lip trying to stop myself from crying.

Mean while what I didnt know was that my dad's having much worse.

My real grandmother then went back to whatever they were talking about and decided to not touch anything but wander around instead.

Still holding my hand and walking. Out of no where I heard someone yell and the ground rumbling.

I looked back to see a golden rocket ship fly out with my grandmother inside it.

People were visibly ashamed, confused and disappointed. One of them was that girl victim earlier, she was upset that the 'Administrator' was gonna kill her.

What was worse was that water started flowing in.

"Mom!" My father yelled.

I looked at him in shock. Dad then looked at me and immediately picked me up.

"You okay, kiddo?" He asked me with worry on his face.

I nodded at him, lying about my hand. I then hugged him, scared of whats happening.

I blocked out every noise and closed my eyes hoping that everything will be okay the next.

Dad put me down now and I held his arm.

"Wait, Wheres my dad?" He asked. He held my hand this time.

"He must be back at the lab, Sniper dont. If you go back you'll die!" The girl warned.

I look at dad with shock. I tugged his shirt.

"Dont go!" I pleaded.

"Its okay sweetie" He answered and looked back at the girl again.

"It dont matter. He's my dad" He replied to her.

"NO!" I yell and hold onto his arm tighter than ever.

He hushed me and looked at me, pain in the eyes behind his glasses.

"If Im not back in-" He tried to tell me and the others.

Someone cut him off telling Dad that grandpa was on the submarine. Now, IN the submarine.

I look up at the submarine which we came in and saw gramps in there. I had hope until he drove away.

My face fell. I was very dissapointed right now. I had so many other fellings, I just couldnt process them all at once.

"Dad.. I-I wanna cr-" I tried telling him that I wanted to cry and that I was confused until I was cut off by him.

"Wait, Its opening again!" He yelled.

I let go of his arm and looked at the door. The girl looked at me with sorrow and sorry in her eyes. She then allowed me to hug her hand which I accepted.

"He came back!" My father yelled. "He came back!" Dad repeated.

I smiled a little. Maybe they werent so bad? I looked at dad. He was so happy.

Dad then muttered something which I couldnt hear.

I looked back at the entrance and saw that it wasnt our ship.

The next thing I knew, Dad was shot two times.

••••

I heared ringing in my ears. Thats all I heard. I didnt know what I did. All I know was that I had my open and I pushed the lady away and was running towards my dad.

I couldnt control anything at this moment.

I felt true pain. Water came out my eyes, tears.

Sound then came back.

I was yelling and crying as I grabbed my dad's unconscious body and shook him.

"D-Dad? DAD! DAD!" I continued to yell.

People were talking. I couldnt hear them. All I heard was my sobs and cries. The water around my dad turned into blood.

Then 'Demo' picked my dad up and puting me behind him. I held my father's hand just incase but I was still in pain.

Demo looked at me with sorrow.

"Im so sorry lass." He said softly and quickly.

I looked at him with tears falling down my face and my hair all over my face. I held my dad's hand harder now.

"Dont die" I mutter softly.

TO BE CONTINUED

A/N: 3045 Words. Oorah

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crimsonophelia · 4 years ago

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Could I get a fluffy and maybe flirty Childe imagine set during his story quest? Instead of the Traveler and Paimon accompanying him, the reader (who works at the Northland Bank as one of Childe’s subordinates) gets slapped with the duty of babysitting Teucer and covering for Childe and his façade as a toy seller in Liyue.

"I must say that your brother is quite cute, sir."

"...I guess it must run in the family."

"Hm? Did you say something, comrade?"

"Oh. Um. Nothing, sir."

Of course, being the perceptive man he is, Childe heard all of what they said. What he ends up doing or saying to the reader? Seeing the magic you’ve worked when anon previously gave you the liberty of it, I leave it entirely up to you. :)

featuring: childe x gn!reader

warnings: a teeny bit suggestive at the end

published: april 27 2021

form: imagine

a/n: i’m gonna be real with you, i was stuck on ar35 for the longest time because i was too cowardly to level up my world so i finally did it today and i jumped from 35 to 41 T_T and now my enemies are stupidly strong. but anyways i just started the childe quest today so im just gonna stick to the part when they’re still in liyue and there’s no fighting wwww

“teucer, i swear to celestia-” you muttered under your breath, as the little redhead slipped from your grasp yet again, running ahead to go look at some kite vendors. “come back here, kid! otherwise you’re gonna be in a heck of a lot of trouble!”

earlier in the day, you were out running errands for the bank, under tartaglia’s orders, when you had come across rumors of a ruin guard running amok. figuring you would use your spare time and save some local liyue citizens the trouble of having to deal with the feral robot, you defeated the machine with efficient ease. however, in the vicinity, you discovered a lone child showing great excitement at a deactivated ruin guard, jumping and leaping while calling it “mr. cyclops” with a strange elation.

you figured the boy was snezhnayan, what with his features and clothing reminiscent of the cold climate of your homeland. but why in the world was he out by a ruin hunter all alone? he kept mentioning his brother, a toy seller in liyue, but you could think of absolutely nobody that fit that description.

so, out of the goodness of your own heart, you decided to take the little boy-- teucer, he called himself--back to liyue harbor with you, and see if you could find this older brother of his.

however, once you arrived back in the city, your plans were quickly derailed as the little brat seemed to have the attention span of a fruit fly, and was constantly trying to weasel his way into some other dangerous situation without you knowing.

“god dammit teucer”, you huffed, trying to keep up with the child. who let children have so much energy? your age must finally be catching up to you, you thought. “how about we go back to northland bank? you might like it there” you thought taking him back to your headquarters would stall the boy for enough time for you to find someone who might know the whereabouts of teucer’s brother. there weren’t too many snezhnayans in liyue--whoever his brother is, he can’t be far.

the little boy looked up at you with his big, blue puppy eyes, but you knew his act by now. “no buts, kid. if you’re lucky, we’ll be able to track down you’re brother there.” he sighed, relenting to your orders and following you back to northland bank.

the two of you climbed up the stairwell leading to the entrance of the bank on the second floor, teucer clearly dejected and pouting like a baby. exhausted, you pushed open the doors that you were so familiar with, and ushered the child inside.

much to your surprise, you see tartaglia talking with ekaterina in the lobby. it had been quite a while since you had seen your superior in person, and the surprise certainly was not unwelcome. sometimes you couldn’t stand the man’s smug attitude, yet there was something in his rogueish charisma that you simple couldnt deny attracted you to him.

teucer also seemed to be excited by this sighting of the red-headed harbinger, the little boy’s eyes lighting up with unbridled excitement.

“brother!”

wait. was tartaglia the older brother teucer had been talking about all along?

childe turned around, distracted by teucer’s voice, and upon seeing the little boy, his eyes lit up—first with surprise, then with confusion.

“teucer? what the heck are you doing here in liyue?”

he left the fatui agent with a befuddled look upon her face, and ran towards the child. teucer jumped up into his brother’s broad arms, and they grasped each other in a tight hug, like they had not seen each other for at least an eternity.

ruffling teucer’s hair, tartaglia softened, with an expression unlike anything you had really seen him wear before. he really must care about his family, you thought to yourself.

“so you’re the older brother this little tyke has been talking nonstop about”, you teased tartaglia, elbowing him in his side. “you know, he’s thrown me for a loop this entire day. i didnt think babysitting was part of the job requirement.”

the red-head chuckled abashedly, scratching his head. “sorry about that, [y/n]. the little guy can’t seem to bear being away from his favorite big brother.”

teucer laughed. he truly looked so happy to be with tartaglia again, which made you wonder what the harbinger was like when not on the job. you had known him to be a ruthless war machine, a hedonistic killer who thrived off of the rush battle and bloodshed gave him. childe could take down a dozen men, twice his size, in a matter of minutes, hardly breaking a sweat. yet seeing him interact with teucer, almost a little mini-sized version of himself, his gentleness and care surprised you. perhaps there was more to the man than you had initially thought.

teucer finally detaching himself from tartaglia, looked up at his brother with those same puppy eyes, now full of admiration. “are you here to sell toys to the liyue children, too?”, the child asked. toys? what toys could he possibly be referring to? you and ekaterina, both, looked at childe with confusion.

tartaglia stuttered for a moment. “oh! uhh— yes! yes i am! i was just talking with the nice lady, ms. ekaterina, on how many toys we can sell to all the children in liyue!” he responded, hardly missing a beat. did teucer not know what childe’s actual occupation was?

“wow! my brother really is the coolest person ever!” teucer leaped up and down, hanging onto tartaglia’s pantlegs. looking at this young, untainted innocence, you begun to understand why childe might try and shield the child from the truth.

childe detached the excitable child from his clothing, and beckoned ekaterina over. “ms. ekaterina, would you do me the grand favor of watching teucer for the rest of the day? i’d hate to burden our friend [y/n] after they have already brought him to liyue from celestia-knows-where.” he turns to teucer, telling him “big brother ajax is going to sell many, many toys now! so you need to behave yourself when i’m gone, okay? miss ekaterina will be watching you, and she’s very nice.” he pinches his brother’s cheek, teasing him lightly, and ushering him away with the fatui agent.

it’s now just you and tartaglia in the bank, as the sun was setting and all the other employees had gone home for the day. you heaved a sigh of relief, glad to be rid of baby-sitting duty, after having to deal with teucer’s antics for several hours now.

“i’m really sorry about all of that. i had no idea he would be coming, as a stowaway, no less.” the man looked at you with genuine gratitude. “i don’t want to imagine what might’ve happened to the little brat if you hadn’t been there.”

you chuckled, not quite used to seeing such sincerity coming from the harbinger. most of the time, you had been accustomed to his charismatic facade that he puts on when he becomes childe, the eleventh and one of the most dangerous members of the fatui harbingers.

“don’t worry, it really was no problem. your brother is certainly a handful, but undeniably adorable”, you said, mindlessly gathering your belongings again as you prepared to head out again. “he takes after his older brother quite a bit, i must say.”

“come again?” childe looked behind him, eyebrow cocked.

“oh— nothing. i didnt say anything”, you muttered. shit. you really need to get better at keeping your mouth shut. you refused to be known as the insolent fool with the puppy-love crush on the goddamn eleventh fatui harbinger.

“oh? that didnt really sound like nothing, my dear [y/n].” he smirked. whenever he called you “my dear”, you knew you were in for major teasing. he was definitely having fun with this. he strode towards you innocently, with that usual swagger of his, that tinted everything he did. his walk, his talk, his appearance all oozed confidence, and it was utterly intoxicating.

tartaglia now looked at you with a glint in his eye, the same look he gave enemies before he was about to utterly obliterate them. it was frightening, yet terribly alluring, and you despised how much you fell for it.

suddenly, you felt your back hit the cold, marble wall. you hadn’t even realized that tartaglia had cornered you against a gold pillar, his mere presence forcing you to unconsciously move away from him as he approached you, calculatedly. a lump growing in your throat, you couldn’t bring yourself to even utter a single word in defense, only feeling your cheeks grow hotter and your legs grow weaker.

tartaglia leaned his arm against the pillar, dangerously close to your head, effectively propping himself up with only you between him. you were far too aware of the space—or rather, the lack thereof—separating the two of you, the man’s hot breath audible in the dead, echoing silence of the golden bank.

tartaglia smirked, bringing his face close to yours. “you flatter me greatly, [y/n].” smirking, his breath grazed against your neck, his stare burning into your flesh. the way your name sounded on his lips made your breath hitched in your throat. too hot, you felt way too hot. it was impossible for a hydro user to make you feel such unbearable heat.

“seems as if your clever words aren’t of any use to you now, hmm?” you could feel the mans lips brushing against your jaw, each touch against you leaving a stinging trail. he brought his free hand to caress your own, fingers clasping yours as if you were made of a delicate porcelain, the finest kind liyue had to offer. slowly, as if dragging out each second as long as he could, tartaglia brought your hand to his lips, and planted a long, slow kiss to the back of your palm.

your eyes widened at the sheer eroticism with which he kissed your hand—an act commonly of etiquette somehow being much more lustful, even debauched when tartaglia did it. all you could feel was where his lips met your hand, the phantom burn it left, the slight string of saliva connecting his lips to your hand as he left it, the dark gaze in his eyes as he looked back up at you, clearly aware of how vulnerable you were in his grasp.

“thank you again, my dear. i hope we can continue to work together in the future.”

a/n: jesus christ this got really horny at the end LMFAO anyways i hope you like it! its kinda long but wtv

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin headcanons #genshin imagines #genshin impact fanfiction #genshin x reader #childe x reader #childe imagines #childe headcanons #tartaglia x reader #tartaglia headcanons #tartaglia imagines #childe x y/n #tartaglia x y/n

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mythiccheroacademia · 5 years ago

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Attitude

A/N: Lord knows I got a nasty attitude when I get in my feelings. I swear I’m working on it 😭 Anyways, when my past entanglments used to (respectfully) put me in my place, it had me feelings some things 🥴 so I’m translating that into headcanons. Hopefully this will get me out of my little writer’s block. Hope y’all enjoy ❤️

Warnings: cursing, implied sexual activity

Todoroki Natsuo:

natsuo is generally an easy-going person so it takes a lot to get him riled up

when you get an attitude, it doesnt really bother him bc he can understand where you’re coming from

but dont get too disrespectful bc he’ll remind you who you’re talking to

like when you do poorly on an exam and it just ruins your mood

you don’t feel like talking to anybody so you ignore his text when he asks you to meet up for lunch

he’ll assume you didnt see it or youre napping

but then he spots you on campus and goes to hug you

he notices you’re stiff in his arms but doesnt think much of it

“did you see my text?” he asks

“yea, sorry. i forgot to respond.”

that makes him give you a side eye bc that’s what you usually say to people when you just didnt want to answer their text

“it’s okay if you had other things to do. you just had to tell me—“

“i said i forgot, okay? sorry!”

his head kind jerks back in surprise but he drops it

he’s a todoroki, so instead of giving you space, the dense™️ gene activates and he’s all up in your business

even though he’s only being a good bf and trying to cheer you up, you’re annoyed af

texts you throughout the rest of your day about how you’re doing even though you respond with two word sentences

shows up to your dorm and you only let him in bc you feel bad

and he brought food

but now you’re regretting it bc he’s just yip yapping away and his cheery attitude is pissing you off

fed up, natuso finally confronts you after you snap at him one too many times

“what’s with the attitude, y/n”

“i don’t have one” (okay miss girl)

“well you’ve been acting like you have one all day”

you smacked your teeth and got up “i don’t care natsuo. if you think i do then you can just—“

“y/n”

natsuo barks your name in a way that makes you turn your head

he grabs your arm and firmly tugs you back on the couch so you’re face to face with his frown

“now i dont know who you’re mad at, but i know it ain’t me. so you can either sit here and have a conversation with me like an adult or i can leave bc i don’t need the attitude”

you: 😮

you keep up an annoyed faaçade but inside youre melting

who knew natsuo could be so assertive?

like damn, okay daddy

you apologize and telling him what’s got you so sour

once you seem relaxed, he goes back to his usual self and y’all end up cuddling until his hands start roaming your body

next thing you know, youre making great use of the couch

needless to say, you were back to your normal self the next morning LMAO

Shigaraki Tomura:

shigaraki is not the one

he might have his moments, but ever since he grew into his role, he expects everyone else to do the same

he lets his friends and loved ones get away with a lot of shit so he doesnt think it’s hard to give him some respect

and usually, it isn’t

but ever since he woke up, he’s been practically ignoring you

you got one kiss and a “missed you” and he kept it pushing

like bitch, wtf?

you know you were being selfish and petty but you went three whole months without dick your man and for him to pretty much ignore you bc he was “busy with his responsibilities” was making you feel some type of way

king of the underworld or not, you weren’t gonna take this laying down

for the next few days you were ms/r. petty 😌

every time he tried to greet you, you’d just nod your head and keep walking

he’d try to kiss you and you’d turn your head so his lips would land on your cheek instead

if you came back late, he’d ask you where you were, just to try and make conversation, and you’d just say “out”

shiggy is confused atp and it’s pissing him off

he didnt have the time to ask you about it before it got bad

there’s a meeting with the higher-ups, talking about the next game plan and you walk in about five min late bc you were held up with a previous responsibility

shigaraki happily regards you

“y/n, good. we wanted to wait for you before we started.”

“oh that’s suprising. didn’t think you’d notice my absense. sorry for the hold up,” you bite before sitting down with a huff

everyone: 😦

you: 🙃

shigaraki: 🤨

the people in the room are sweating bc now that shigaraki was thicc™️ and highkey indestructible, he was actually really scary now

even though you were his respected s/o, no one knew how he’d react

surpringly, he ignores your attitude and starts the meeting; so everyone forgets about it

the meeting goes on and whiles someone else is talking, you notice your bf shuffle his chair closer to yours

you give him a side eye “what do you--”

shigaraki grabs the side of your neck in a firm grip and pushes your ear against his lips

“i don’t know what’s up with you, but watch it, sweetheart” he whispers before he goes back to listening like nothing happened

you: well call me scared and horny!

when the meeting ends, it’s just the two of you and he eventually figures out why you’re being like this

he gives you a smirk and calls you a spoiled brat before laying you across the table and apologizing to you in the best way he knows how

Dabi:

lmaooo funny how you think this man gives a fuck

you’re really beefin with yourself bc he don’t got enough energy to deal with the pettiness

if you act way out of line though, don’t put it beneath him to retaliate

you give him nice, he’ll treat you sweeter

but you give him bitch, he’ll give you bitch back tenfold

it’s the same for you

you’re just as jelaous and stuborn as he is

you’re perfect for each other but still a lil toxic in a good way 💀

one time, you dragged him to go grocery shopping with you (he really hates how much he likes you lmao)

whiles you were a ways away getting something, a woman came up to him and started flirting with him

*spidey senses activated*

you watch from afar, expecting him to immediately turn her down but he “plays nice” and you can see him gobble up the attention

it’s not until she asks for his number that he points to you and she genuinely apologizes before taking her leave

dabi acts all surprised when you throw a soup can in the cart and stalk off

“you good bro?” he asks

“i’m great and i’m not your bro” you say, but there’s a clear attitude in your voice

you couldnt even hide it on your face

he’s mad confused, but dabi doesn’t push it bc he doesn’t time for all that

“okay, be mad by yourself lol”

you weren’t even that mad but now since he wants to be funny, it’s game over

“and you go fuck your other bitches”

he literally turns into that nick canon meme

dabi’s head is spinning

bc wtf are you even talking about, my guy?

“yooo, i dont know who you talking to but i know it’s not me”

“who tf else is here, dumbass?”

now you got him heated and he’s this close to just walking up out the store

but he thinks youre hot when you’re being crazy so he stays

he grabs your wrist to stop you “you’re doing a lot”

you snatch it out his hand, “and you didn’t do enough when that woman came up to you and started putting moves on you!”

ahh, so that’s why you’re angry

dabi’s anger fades and now he’s chuckling

“oh so you think this is funny? i’m not gonna stand here and be disrepsted by no man looking like a fucking burnt piece of charcoal--”

he pulls you into his arms and smothers your rant in a kiss that makes you see stars

you’re lucky the aisle is empty bc you spend the next ten seconds with his tongue down your throat

when he pulls back, he smirks at your speechlessness

“well this burnt piece of charcoal is your man. no one else’s. and don’t forget it, doll-face”

he smacks your ass and walks away leaving you nearly skipping behind him

#todoroki natsuo #natsuo x reader #shigaraki tomura #shigaraki x reader #dabi #todoroki touya #dabi x reader #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #bnha x black!reader #mha x black reader #mha x poc!reader #bnha x poc!reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader

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moonlit-imagines · 4 years ago

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Headcanons for being Tony Stark’s stepkid

Tony Stark x Potts!child!reader

warnings: alcohol mention

a/n: i rushed these so bad i just wanted to post dhhshsnsna

prompt: y/n is pepper’s kiddo!

it was just you and your mom for a long time

pepper and y/n potts

she couldn’t keep up with you sometimes, too busy dealing with the manchild that was mister anthony edward stark

speaking of—

“uh, who’s this?” -tony, pointing at you

“mr. stark, i am so sorry, the school closed because some kid set fire to the science lab and i didn’t have time to find a sitter—”

“no, it’s fine, no need to apologize. hey, kid, you wanna sit in the boss’s chair? i’ll let you run the company for the day!” *cue you nodding* “sweet, would you mind that, ms. potts?”

“oh? no, not at all” *mouthing* “thank you”

“so, uh, what’s your name? no, don’t tell me: ketchup.”

*giggling* “y/n”

“no way! that was my second guess!”

tony wasn’t used to being around kids

he had no idea that he was actually kind of good around them

despite a few minor hiccups

“you sit in my chair and im gonna spin you around, sound like fun?”

he spun you around WAY too fast and you were diiiiizzy, also you fell off the chair

“don’t tell your mom that we did that. she may be my assistant, but she scares the shit out of me. also, don’t say ‘shit’”

dude he just thought you were a cool kid!!!

“hey, you know, ms. potts, you dont really need to hire a babysitter anymore. y/n’s doing just fine hanging out here”

“how am i not surprised you befriended an actual child?”

she still took him up on his offer, you seemed pretty happy

when your mom worked late, you passed out in tonys office

tony and you had your own little secrets (like falling off the spinning chair), tony showed you around stark tower, and you practically lived there

“i got you a happy meal from mcdonalds!” -tony every day after your school

in all honesty, you weren’t the “popular” kid at school...not even close

but tony made up for it

“y/n! i found this old racecar toy in a box of old stuff, you wanna hold onto it for me?”

you kind of grew up in stark tower tbh? it was pretty cool

and as you grew up, you started to notice more

“mr. tony, do you have a crush on my mom?”

“do i what? no, no, i do—who the hell am i kidding? you caught me”

“called it!”

after that you did everything to try and get them together

when your mom was talking to tony, you would stand behind her and wiggle your eyebrows and just taunt tony endlessly

no! tony cannot remember your mom’s birthday for the life of him! you are his calendar now

“dude, why dont you just ask JARVIS to remind you?”

“i may be a genius, but that doesn’t mean i have common sense”

“wise words, sir” -JARVIS

when tony disappeared for 3 months you were so sad???? like you were not okay at all

and when he came back, he literally exited the plane saying “WHERE’S ‘T-POTT??’”

(your wonderful nickname. ‘t’ for ‘tony jr.’ and ‘pott’ for ‘potts’)

“my mom missed you”

“oh, i bet she did”

“you turned my child into you, tony. i will never forgive you for this”

“well, at least y/n was here to fill in for me, huh?”

tony wanted to show you the arc reactor but he was actually afraid of scarring you lmfaoooo

but he did let you in on the iron man secret (he knew you wouldn’t snitch)

and just to make sure:

“if you dont tell anyone, i’ll buy you a car when you turn 16”

“man, that’s like, forever away”

“good, maybe you’ll forget by then”

ur mom kinda maybe sorta found out abt iron man :/ she told you that tony was a bad influence

“mom! no, tony’s cool! he’s like a superhero”

“no, sweetie, he’s a rich guy with issues. we’re leaving”

that didn’t last long

not long at all

and soon they FINALLY got together

“jeez, i thought you two would never stop pining after each other”

“couldnt have done it without my wingman” -tony *fistbump*

“as thanks can i have my own iron man suit?”

“yes.” *pepper glaring at him* “no.”

sooner or later your mom and you moved into tony’s house and you got a really big room!!!!

it was completely decked out

king sized bed, flatscreen tv, mini-fridge, microwave, computer, your own bathroom with a smaller tv, a poster of tony??? (you vandalized it and put it in his workshop), and more!!!

okay you were spoiled

“do you like it here? are you sure i made the right choice?” -pepper

“are you kidding, mom? this is awesome! plus, you’re happy, i’m happy, tony’s happy, i think JARVIS is even happy!”

“i am, mx. potts. simply ecstatic” -JARVIS

pepper was really happy!! it was a pretty cool family

you started giving your school tony’s number if you ever got in trouble, you knew he’d cover for you

“mr. potts, is it?”

“sure”

“your child, y/n, punched another student in the face today. we’re very disappointed in their behavior”

“why’d they punch the kid?”

“well, the other student punched y/n first”

“HAH! thank you for wasting my time. send y/n back to class and call me back if something important comes up”

he literally gave you a high five when you got home

“i gave him a black eye!”

“i couldn’t be more proud. i mean, i dont condone violence, but self defense is a whole other story”

a little help in the workshop, tony asks you to hold the flashlight

“why don’t you get one of your robots to hold this for you?”

“are you kidding me, you’re complaining? we’re having stepdad/stepkid bonding time! and dum-e can’t do anything right, i dont trust him”

youve had a few theme park trips as a family ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

also tony has 100% told you to wait in the car and then left you alone for 2+ hours

“i’m not like a regular dad, im a step-dad. want some beer? you can have a little sip. i’d rather you do it in the house”

your mother actually does love how he actually cares about you!

“y/n is 12% my responsibility” -tony

“tony, you are impossible” -pepper

no avengering for you! pepper said no!!!!!!

disappointed but not surprised

iron man 3: y/n potts is put through the wringer

Text Message to Mr. Tony: bro you better come get your girl, me and happy are watching this other guy flirting with her. he’s showing her pics of his ‘big brain’

Mr. Tony: HE WHAT

Text Message to Mr. Tony: Tony he looks creepy i don’t want him to be my new stepdad do something!!!

anyways ur house kinda blew up and ur mom and you kinda got kidnapped and u were right abt that guy being creepy and thankfully no experiments were done on you but like your mom kinda almost died and her and tony were fine!!! all good in the end

you met mr. col. james rhodes that day

“aw, you’re the kid ive heard so much about” -rhodey

“you mean the coolest kid in the world?check.”

“you cant tell me you aren’t tony’s biological child, good god”

you got to meet the avengers later on too! (you’d already met natasha tho, only briefly)

“i know it can be a little overwhelming, right? meeting all these heros, legends even—” -rhodey

“oh, my god, is that thor? thor!!” -you, leaving rhodey in the dust

literally why does pepper trust you around tony something always goes wrong there were literally robots attacking, you were only at avengers tower bc your mom was busy with the company and she thought you’d be safe with the avengers. the AVENGERS.

“please dont tell your mom that i created a bad robot that tried to kill us. the robot will be the least of our problems” -tony

he made happy pick you up and you had to miss out on FUN and it sucked a lot

“it’s okay, y/n! i’m fun, too!” -happy

then your mom and tony took a break and your life got mega-boring for a while, but they weren’t separated for that long. you try not to think about it. it was brutal

Mr. Tony: Does she miss me?

New Message to Mr. Tony: I think so. Either that or she’s crying and drinking wine in the dark for no reason.

Mr. Tony: Damn it, now I feel bad. I miss her a lot. Oh, also, the Avengers say ‘hi,’ I’m in Germany with some bad news, I’ll explain later if you don’t see it on TV first, and I found you the perfect friend! His name is Peter and I think you’d like the school he goes to, it’s in Midtown. Smart kid school.

New Message to Mr. Tony: I’ll look into it, thanks. Also, I don’t like how those all connect. Please update me asap

watching the news to see several avengers arrested, cap on the run, and more!

“maybe it was good i didn’t fall in with the avengers”

tony and pepper finally got back together and you actually transferred to midtown high! peter and his friend group accepted you quickly, it was great. you and flash unfortunately had the most in common

you’d literally text happy right next to peter and he’d immediately reply to you. it hurt peter’s feelings

Momma: Sweetie! I’m working in the office late, leftovers are in the fridge, hope you have a wonderful day at school! 💕

👉👈the vulture tried to kill you for being tony’s stepkid, tony made peter promise to protect you

“y/n, you gotta stay out of harm’s way. mr. stark gave me an actual mission and it’s terrifying, i have to make sure you stay safe”

legit why the fuck was this old man tryna kill you bro grow up

anyyyywayssss your mom and tony got engaged!!

“wow, i thought the day would never come!!” -you

ppl told you tony isnt your stepdad bc ur mom and him werent married but who tf asked

why is the earth always in fucking danger

you and peter were just vibing on the field trip bus and all the sudden: space donut

“go! i’ll cover for you...FRIDAY, call tony”

“...hi there, little one”

“what the fuck”

“oh, so you see the aliens, too? well, at least im not crazy”

tony stark has left the atmosphere

you and your mom were kinda......not chillin tho

she and you didn’t sleep for a few nights, then ppl just straight up disappeared

plot twist: you survived the snap and your family was lucky to be alive, you even got a little sister who became a big handful!

only bad thing was all your friends dusted and you were pretty lonely

but watching morgan grow up kept you busy

“ahhh, shes so big!”

happy times in bad times

bad times!!!!! bc after five years thanos came back as thanos from like ten years ago. outdated thanos. obsolete thanos.

but you made your first and only appearance in the suit tony actually designed for you many years ago

you should have just stayed home tho bc that fight didnt pass the vibe check

“please dont tell me he...no, no, no, no, no”

you and your mom latched onto each other in tears, tony was one of the best people in your life, he made you and your mom two of the happiest people on earth

best stepdad a kid could ever ask for

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barnesandrogersfanfics · 4 years ago

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Ocean Eyes - Part 12

A/N - Finally an update!! i promise to not leave it as long for the next part.

Please like/comment/reblog, it gives me incentive to write quicker if i know people are actually enjoying my madness 💕

"You okay?" Chris asked suddenly making me jump, i thought he was asleep! He was currently wrapped around me acting as the big spoon.

"Jesus christ! You scared the crap outta me!" I chuckled quietly feeling stupid that he made me jump so bad.

"Sorry dahlin" he chuckled close to my ear "but are you okay?".

"Yeah just can't sleep, I've got so much going through my head i can't switch off"

"Its not because you're in here with me is it?"

"No of course not, this is actually just what i needed. I've missed laying in your arms...." I had caved and agreed to stay in Chris's room tonight, no funny business just sleeping. I felt Chris smile before pressing a kiss to my neck.

"I've missed this too. So what exactly is it keeping you awake beautiful? Talk to me..."

"Honestly? The whole thing with Brian.... how did he find me here??".

"I have no idea, but its very creepy!.... then again we shouldn't really be surprised, he had a habit of always knowing where you were. I got bad vibes off that guy the second i saw him".

We had called the police to report Brian but they couldn't do much about it as he technically hadn't done anything wrong, they said to call them again if we saw him around anymore.

"I don't understand why he's doing this! Its not like i led him on or anything, I've never shown that man any interest. I barely even talk to the guy!"

"He's clearly unstable"

"It scares me Chris...."

"Hey, i won't let him hurt you.... i already warned him to stay away...." Chris said through gritted teeth.

"What?...."

"It doesn't matter...."

I turned in his arms so i was now facing him "yes it does, what do you mean you warned him to stay away?"

"The day Scott and I came to get you and Mason to bring you here, you remember how he kept going on about where you were going and when you were coming back....then he asked you to dinner?"

"Oh yeah, you kinda snapped"

"Yeah.....I told him nicely to stay away from my family, that you were unavailable and uninterested.... that he should move on. I said if i found out he was harassing you still id make his life hell" he looked a little sheepish as he confessed to what had been said between the two of them.

"Well I'm guessing he didn't like to be told to stay away huh?"

"Apparently not. But lets not worry about him right now, you need to sleep"

"Ive been trying...."

"Come here" Chris said and rolled onto his back pulling me close until i was laying with my head on his chest, his hand stroking up and down my back. Back strokes were my weakness and he knew it! "You'll be asleep in no time" he mumbled pressing a kiss to the top of my head. And he was right, with the steady thumping of his heart and his fingers stroking my back i was a goner.

I woke up alone, the bed already cold meaning Chris had been gone for a while. I reached for my phone on the bedside cabinet, it was nearly 10am!! I quickly got up and headed to the bathroom to pee and check how bad i looked. Once i was done i headed downstairs to find Chris, Mason and Scott.

"Hey" Chris smiled at me as i entered the kitchen, he was sat at the dining room table in front of his laptop.

"Hey, why didn't you wake me up?"

"You looked too peaceful, besides you didn't get to sleep til late"

I nodded walking over to kiss him "thank you" i smiled running my hand over his bearded jaw "you're the best".

Chris pulled me down into his lap and deepened the kiss until i had to pull back enough to catch my breath and we both laughed.

"Where's Mason?"

"Walking Dodger with Scott, i gave him breakfast and helped him get dressed before they left"

"He wasn't any trouble was he?"

"Not at all. He's like the best behaved kid I've ever met"

"He has his moments don't be fooled" i chuckled thinking back to some tantrums id witnessed over the years.

"I don't believe you, that kid is an angel"

"You just wait and see Evans" i laughed before getting up and walking into the kitchen so i could get a coffee and some toast.

"So um, I've got to do an online interview tonight with Jimmy Fallon" Chris followed me into the kitchen.

"Okay" i nodded.

"I just thought id let you know i'll have to disappear for a while"

"Thats fine, Mason will probably be in bed by then and i'll just stay in the living room watching a movie with Scott"

"Now i feel left out" he pouted.

Later that day we all went outback and played some Wiffle Ball to pass the time, Chris and Scott getting competitive again.

"Mom I'm tired" Mason said wrapping his arms around my waist and cuddling up against me.

"You wanna go take a nap before dinner buddy?"

"Yeah"

"Come on then" i picked him up and he rested his head on my shoulder "guys Mason needs a nap, i think you've worn him out"

"I think i need a nap too!" Scott laughed.

"Well I'm gonna make a start on dinner, you have time for a nap if you wanna"

Walking back up to the house i started struggling with Mason, he was getting too big for me to carry around now! My baby was growing up too fast!

"You want me to take him?" Chris suddenly asked, i nodded and come to a stop before passing a sleeping Mason over to Chris.

"Thanks, he's getting heavy" i said sadly.

"No problem"

"I hate that he's getting too big for me to carry him when he's tired"

"I know but its okay, I'm here to help now"

"Who's gonna carry me? Im exhausted!" Scott added making us laugh quietly so we didn't wake Mason.

The evening flew by, we all had dinner then sat and watched Toy Story with Mason. When it came to bedtime Mason insisted that Chris read him a story and of course he couldn't say no. Once he was asleep Chris headed to his office to get ready for his interview while Scott and I headed to the living room to find a movie to watch.

"Sooooo....." Scott said dragging it out to sound scandalous as he wiggled his eyebrows at me.

"What?"

"What?.... don't you what me Missy! I know you spent the night with Chris! So come on spill the tea sister!"

"You're ridiculous you know that?" I rolled my eyes at him and laughed at how comical he looked right now.

"Like i care" he shrugged "come on! Tell me what happened"

"Sorry to disappoint but nothing happened we just slept"

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah, we're taking things slow"

"And who's decision was that?"

"We both said we don't wanna rush it"

"But you suggested it right?..... hey I'm not judging you for that" he quickly added when he saw me look away sadly.

"You're scared you're gonna get hurt again aren't you?"

"Wouldn't you be? I just wanna make sure we're gonna be okay, that its more than just sex. We were always good at that, the emotional stuff.... not so much"

We were halfway through the movie when Chris rushed in asking Scott to join him for a game that Jimmy Fallon wanted them to do.

"Really? I can't just leave Y/N on her own....."

"Go i'll be fine" i chuckled.

"Sorry dahlin, i hate leaving you on your own.... we wont be long though 15/20 minutes tops.

"Go do what you gotta do, I'm fine here watching this" i nodded to the TV.

While they were off doing the interview

I texted my mom and Hannah to check in, they were doing good all things considered. I quickly settled back in to watch the rest of the movie but was interrupted again by multiple message alerts on my phone. I looked to see it was Hannah blowing up my phone.

When i opened the thread i gasped, my heart was racing so fast.... i felt sick as my eyes landed on one thing in particular....... the headline!

"CHRIS EVANS HAS A SECRET FAMILY!"

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Ocean eyes: @supraveng @michelehansel @melissaglenn5 @denisemarieangelina

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If your name is crossed out i couldnt tag you.

#chris evans #ocean eyes #chris evans x reader #reader insert

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thelastinlinedio · 3 years ago

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Eddie Munson has a crush...

okay, ive never written any fan fiction so if anyone reads this and likes it pleaaaase let me know? Its not x-rated or anything (but I think its working its way up to being smut...) Its also too long I know, BUT I couldnt stop once I started. I hope someone likes it :) thanks

Eddie Munson had been staring at the same page of Great Expectations for the past 5 minutes, pretending to read, that way when Beth walked into class he would look smart, and interesting. He figured Beth probably liked smart guys since she always got straight A’s. The 5 minute warning bell rang, and just like clockwork, Beth Campbell walked into 6th period English class. Oh god here she comes, he thought, Act casual…I’m not even gunna look up, I’m just reading my book. I don't care that Beths here, not one bit, I–

“Hiya Eddie.”

Munson jumped at the sound of her voice and looked up from his book, quickly tucking his hair behind his ears to keep it out of his face. Beth smiled her big bright smile, unloaded the heavy book bag from her shoulder and slumped into her seat. She sat sideways, turned around in her seat and crossed her arms over top of Eddie's desk, “Whatcha reading?” her eyes looked right into his big brown doe eyes so intensely that Eddie's stomach did a backflip. He had to break eye contact and look away, holding up the book in front of his face to show Beth the tattered cover, and to cover his own blushing cheeks.

Eddie Munson had a crush on Beth since he was in the 4th grade, and she was in 3rd. He had fallen and broken his ankle on the blacktop, he was crying and asking for someone to help him but the other kids all just pointed and laughed. “Look Munsons crying!!” they teased, but then, Beth Campbell appeared like an angel, she walked right up to him, held out her hand and helped him up. He remembered leaning on her shoulder for support, even though he was easily a foot taller than her, she helped him limp all the way to the nurses office. They had been good friends after that, every weekend they rode their bikes together around the trailer park, spent hours at the arcade, she watched him practice guitar even though he was terrible at it back then and in the summer they drank slushies all day until they had terrible brain freezes. But in the 9th grade Beth got pretty, like really pretty, she had so many friends that she always had a crowd around her in the halls. She got popular. “Too popular to hang out with Eddie the freak” he thought to himself bitterly. He still thought about her alot, he missed her the most in the summertime. He thought about her at night too, when he was alone in bed touching himself. Her hair, her eyes...he wanted to touch her so badly his whole body ached. After he came he felt empty, it wasn't the real thing, and it never could be, she was just a fantasy. Just like the dungeons and dragons campaigns he spent hours writing to distract himself, all just a fantasy.

He was never mad at her though, he didn't blame her. That's just the way things were in Hawkins; there were the popular kids, the normal kids, the nerds, and then...there were the freaks. Eddie and the rest of his Hellfire club were on the bottom of the school social hierarchy.

Sometimes when they passed each other in the halls Beth would catch his eyes and smile. Eddie was content that those fleeting smiles would be all that was left of their friendship, until it was Beth's senior year, (and Eddie's second senior year), and by some miracle they had English together. Eddie wanted to rush into the Hawkins High main office and give a big kiss to the school registrar. For an entire hour every day Eddie could stare at the back of Beth's beautiful black hair, he could watch her chew on her pencil and scribble little doodles in the margins of her notepad. Sometimes when she leaned forward in her chair the small of her back would show peeking out from under her shirt and Eddie could catch a glimpse of the top of her underwear. It drove him crazy. Ms. Minnivers class was so boring, the way she would drone on and on at the front of the class was mind numbing, but Eddie didn't care. He wouldn't mind if Ms. Minnivers class lasted all day, as long as Beth was there.

“Great Expectations?? You're actually reading it?” Beth sounded amazed.

“Well uh, correct me if I’m wrong but I’m pretty sure this is what we have to read...ya know to pass this class.”

Beth scoffed, “You're actually going to pass this time? Second times the charm, eh Munson?”

“Ouch!” Eddie put a hand on his heart and feigned a look of horror, “low blow Beth Campbell. Stab a dagger through my heart next time!” She smiled and shook her head, she was used to Eddie's theatrical mannerisms; it's one of the things she liked most about him.

“I could tutor you sometime, you know, I mean, if you want…” Beth was nervous, she was stumbling over her words, she could feel the heat of a blush rising in her cheeks, “I already wrote my final paper, it's due next week Eddie, have you even started yours??”

Was Beth Campbell blushing? Eddie thought, no..no why would she be blushing talking to me? Eddie decided he would have to really turn up the sarcasm to hide how much he wanted to leap at the chance to be alone with her, “Wowww, taking pity on a poor, dumb, super senior like me? Am I dying?? Is this like an act of charity or something?” Eddie laughed and put on a high pitched British accent imitating Oliver Twist, “please Miss, help out a poor beggar like me, please help me pass English class Miss!”

“Oh my god Eddie shut up!” Beth groaned and rolled her eyes, “forget it!” she turned around in her seat and put her back to him, crossing her arms in front of her. Part of her wanted to laugh at his ridiculous accent, but part of her was really hurt. He's just making fun of me, he thinks I’m just some nerdy goody two shoes just like everyone else at Hawkins High...

Shiiiit Eddie thought, I blew it. Eddie dropped the accent, cleared his throat and leaned over his desk so close to Beth that he was murmuring into her hair by her ear in a low voice, “Beth, cmon... I’m just embarrassed. I mean you're so smart, I don't want you to have to waste your time tutoring a dope like me..”

When Beth turned around she was surprised to see Eddie so close to her, was he smelling my hair? She wondered why she liked the idea. She leaned back so her face was inches from Eddies and whispered, “Wellll, first of all, you're not a dope. And second of all…” Beth took a deep breath before quickly spouting out her next sentence as nonchalantly as possible, “maybe you could trade me some weed for my tutoring.”

Eddie's face went from surprised, to amused in seconds. His whisper turned into a loud sing song voice, “Beeeeeth Campbellll you sly dog!” The goofy grin that spread across his face was contagious and Beth started to laugh, it was only then she noticed Ms. Minniver was at the front of the classroom, writing on the chalkboard. Had class already started? Beth whispered to Eddie quickly, “shhhh! Okay okay, shut up! Is that a yes or a no Munson?”

“Oh, that's a yes! A huge yes!” Eddie answered eagerly, a giant grin still plastered on his face “How about tonight? After Hellfire? I’ll meet you at my trailer around 7”

Ms. Minniver coughed and started to speak in her monotone voice, “alright class, settle down, settle down, lets begin with Chapter 20 of Great Expectations, who will start us off to read?”

Beth held her book over her face as she turned to whisper to Eddie, “Hellfire? Can’t you skip it? What's more important, some silly game, or graduating high school?”

Eddie's eyes widened so big they looked like golf balls, “I’m gonna pretend you didn't just call Dungeons and Dragons a ‘silly game’ and let it slide because I like you Beth, but there's no way in hell I’m skipping Hellfire!” he hissed.

“Fiiiine,” Beth sighed, “I’ll meet you at 7. Munson you're absolutely insa—”

“Beth Campbell!” Ms. Miniver snapped, “Why don't you read us the next two paragraphs?”

Beth quickly turned her head and lowered her book to her desk. After a couple seconds she started reading, but Eddie couldn't hear the words coming out of her mouth.

Beth is coming over tonight…Beth will be in my room tonight…me and her..alone…oh my god I have to clean… oh my god

#eddie munson fic #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fanfic #stranger things 4 #stranger things fic

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artificialqueens · 4 years ago

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Pulling Leaves Off Trees, Chapter 1: Been Through the Wringer a Couple Times (Multi) - Sportkuras

Summary:

c’est bon: damnnn

c’est bon: wait. jan isnt your apartment near shea’s

human girl: @jansport spill

Jan could feel her stomach drop as she looked at the message.

“Oh, goddamn it.”

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Or: The girls try to survive college, and everything else that comes with almost being an adult.

A/N: my first fic here on artificialqueens! i noticed that arent many college au’s and group chat fics of the s12 cast so i let myself be self-indulgent for once!! its unbeta’d so apologies lmao but you can talk to me here and you can find the ao3 link here! comment if you’d like!

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Jan started her morning like almost every college student in their third year would: to be woken up by their alarm after a night of heavy drinking. She woke up with a start and groaned as Chromatica II started blaring from her phone, blindly reaching for it on her nightstand and peering at the time.

Damn. One in the afternoon, huh?

“Thank god I don’t have class today.” The blonde muttered as she checked her notifications: 7 from Twitter, 3 from Insta, and 1 from their group chat. She sat up from her bed and scrolled through the chat, trying to quell her pounding headache.

Bon Voy

Members: jaidaessencehall, heidininacloset, jansport, jackiecox, gigigoode, crystalmethyd, britafilter, dahliasin, nickydoll, aidenzhane, and widowvondu

lebron essence ball: okay so

lebron essence ball: me and shea are at the library rn and she’s complaining to me abt how she couldnt sleep right

lebron essence ball: and chile….it was bc someone was getting RAILED last night lmaooo

lebron essence ball: she said, and i quote, “the bitch had such a good time even I’M jealous”

c’est bon: damnnn

c’est bon:wait. jan isnt your apartment near shea’s

human girl: @jansport spill

human girl: also

human girl: feels weird that we didn’t start this day with a good morning announcement from jan

c’est bon: the vibes were off 😞

Jan could feel her stomach drop as she looked at the message, “Oh, goddamn it.” She’s now acutely aware of their apartment door opening and Rock’s footsteps padding from outside her room, most likely just coming home from her class. She suddenly remembered exactly what happened last night; most especially memories of what happened between her and her roommate . Memories of them being drunk as hell, coming back to their apartment from god knows how many bars, going to Jan’s room giggling like teenagers on a sleepover and well. You know.

Jan checked her phone again.

lebron essence ball: jannette….would you happen to know who was the lucky gal? 👀

backpack backpack: good morning to you too gigi 🙄

human girl: *Afternoon, actually

human girl: Now spill! I know you know almost everyone on that floor.

She pinched the bridge of her nose. How in the hell was she gonna say that her and Rock got drunk and hooked up as casually as possible? She could lie, but Jaida, Brita and Widow could smell bullshit coming from a mile away, and she’s a horrible liar. They’d know she was bluffing.

Might as well get it over it. She let out a sigh as she typed out a message, hoping that it was only Jaida, Nicky and Gigi who were online.

backpack backpack: haha yeah so um

backpack backpack: that was me & rock actually

Even though no one could see her, Jan hid her face behind her hands, bracing for the worst. Several dings! had come from her phone as soon as she sent the message. Of course it wasn’t only Jaida, Nicky and Gigi who were online.

cox destroyers: Oh my god.

Jan’s eyes widened when she saw Jackie reply, although she’s not quite sure why she was panicking about Jackie knowing about her hook up with Rock in the first place. All she knows is that she’s gonna have to face Jackie (and everyone else, for that matter,) later.

sin city: ohhh bitch—

c’est bon: you and ROCK???

dom top: !!!

dom top: idk who Rock is but get it sister

backpack backpack: Thank you! Thank you, Heidi. It’s like you’re the only one who’s not acting weird right now.

c’est bon: lmao heidi

c’est bon: she’s jans roommate

human girl: Janice Elizabeth Sport.

von du for two: not this shit again i swear to god

tap water: Jan.

tap water: You know that I love you

tap water: BUT WILL YOU PLEASE STOP SLEEPING WITH YOUR ROOMMATES

Jan rolled her eyes at the messages, wanting the ‘news’ to be over as soon as possible. “And they say I’m the dramatic one.” She huffed as she quickly typed on her phone again.

backpack backpack: okay can y’all chill 🙄

backpack backpack: we just got drunk and slept together, that’s all.

backpack backpack: tell shea im sorry though xxxx @jaidaessencehall

lebron essence ball: bitch you know it ain’t about having a drunk hookup with someone

lebron essence ball: its about the fact that you banged your roommate AGAIN

backpack backpack: oh COME ON

backpack backpack: this was just the second time!!

backpack backpack: and lemon’s with priyanka now!!!

von du for two: girl you & lemon were fucking almost every week i can’t with u

von du for two: going at it like rabbits while we were outside your apartment getting ready to watch glee :/

tap water: and, frankly, i don’t want to come up to your apartment to run lines with you if i have to hear y’all fooling around. my good, christian ears have heard enough.

She felt her face heat up in embarrassment.

backpack backpack: oh my god can you guys please shut up!!!!

backpack backpack: it’s not gonna happen again bc it was a one time thing

backpack backpack: i promise

human girl: [dwayne the rock johnson voice] are you sure about that?

backpack backpack: yes georgina goode i am 100% sure

Jan bit her lip as she looked up at the door to her room. Okay, she’s not 100% sure, but not because she regretted it or anything. As much as her brain was allowing her to remember, last night was good. Great, even. But between auditions, college, and working in the café, her love life (or lack thereof) is on pause for now. Besides, it’s not like anyone has been actively pursuing her, or vice versa.

But it wouldn’t hurt to ask Rock, right?

Sighing in defeat, Jan quickly got up from her bed with her phone still in her hand (as much as her hangover allowed her), left her room and knocked on her roommates door, hoping that she wasn’t busy. She heard a faint “come in!” from the other side and opened the door softly.

“Hey, roomie.” She joked.

Rock looked up from her drawing tablet and slipped off the headphones from her ears. “Glad to see you’re finally awake, and here I thought you were a morning person.” Rock’s room was a mess of color and paraphernalia; while Jan’s was strictly purple, pop culture, and musical theater, hers was an array of figurines and albums on the shelves, kpop & anime posters tacked on the wall behind her bed reaching up to the ceiling, and a somewhat decent gaming setup in the corner of her room. Crystal and Nicky would be proud.

Jan rolled her eyes, “Yeah, well, last night was something,” She slightly cleared her throat at the mention of last night. “Also, about last night…”

Rock raised her brow, “Go on?”

“It was a one time thing, right?” Jan furrowed her brows in question, “I mean, last night was amazing , as much my brain is allowing me to remember. And you’re hot, so, I’m not complaining. Really dig the anime e-girl vibe, and I’m sure anyone would tap that ass! I mean, I did, but I’m just—”

“—Not looking for anything right now?” Rock cut her off, saving Jan from turning into a hungover, rambling mess.

She let out a sigh of relief, sitting on her roommates bed and putting her phone down, “Yeah, doll. Just been really busy right now, y’know? 3rd year isn’t a joke.”

The pink-haired girl let out a snort, “Oh, I know the feeling. And don’t worry, I wasn’t looking for anything either, and while last night was fun,” She looked at her pointedly, and Jan was calm enough to actually smirk at the incident between the two, “I’d much rather have you as my friend than as my fuck buddy, because you are loud , girl!”

Jan shrieked at that, “Oh my god, shut up!” She threw a pillow at Rock’s head while the girl let out a cackle, “My friends were on my ass about that too, some friends they are.”

“Wait, you told your friends about that? Aren’t you friends with Nicky?”

Jan huffed, “Mama, more like I was forced to tell them. Jaida’s friend, Shea—whose apartment is next to ours, by the way—was complaining to her about how she couldn’t sleep last night because of, um, my tendency to be vocal.”

“You’re welcome, by the way.”

“Rotted bitch!” Jan threw another pillow at Rock, this time missing because the girl was doubled over in laughter, “I can’t believe you! The disrespect, really. I shouldn’t be taking this from you, I still have a shift to do at 3.”

“But you took it from me real good last night, so,” this time Rock shielded her face as Jan threw pillow after pillow at her, trying to speak through her laughter, “Okay, okay! I give, I give! I’m sorry, mom!”

“Bitch! I can be a top if I want to!” Jan exclaimed in mock offense. As their laughter subsided, the blonde suddenly had an idea, “Oh! What if I invite you over for dinner?”

Rock smirked, “One: we’re roommates. It’s not really inviting me to dinner if we eat in the same room. And two: I thought you said you weren’t looking for anything?”

“I mean dinner with my friends, gorg. All 11 of us eat together at least once a week, this time we’re gonna crash at Heidi, Jaida and Brita’s. Maybe you wanna come and meet them? I know you and Nicky know each other somehow, so it wouldn’t be too awkward, right?”

“Introducing me to the family already? Ain’t that a bit too early for you, Ms. Sport?”

“More like introducing you to a bunch of kindergartners,” Jan muttered as she checked her phone for any new notifications, “But yeah, I want them to know you as my roommate and friend , not as my roommate who I slept with.”

Bon Voy

dom top: okay so jans sex life aside

dom top: y’all are still coming over tonight?

sin city: yes girl!! college sucks ass sm i need to eat my feelings

c’est bon: wouldn’t miss it for the world mon ami xoxo

cox destroyer: I’m gonna be a little late! I just have to return and borrow some stuff in the library.

human girl: can we please order pizza hut <3

lebron essence hall: no <3

von du for two: we are going to order dominoes like civilized people

human girl: ugh fine, all of you have 0 taste

human girl: crys said yes btw she just has class right now

tap water: aiden said she’s gonna come too, she just can’t message the chat bc she’s still in her shift

Jan grinned at Brita’s message, finally getting the chance to steer the conversation away from her.

backpack backpack: So if she can’t message the chat because of her shift, why’s she messaging you, miss brittany filter?? 👀

Jan can feel Brita’s eye roll from miles away.

tap water: She speaks!

tap water: And don’t act like this conversation isn’t over, Miss Janice Sport. You have a lot of explaining to do.

“So, are ya gonna introduce me as your forbidden, but passionate lover? Whose romance was short-lived, yet wild, fiery and unforgettable?”

Now it was Jan’s turn to let out a cackle as she left Rock’s room, “More like my chaotic mess of a roommate who farted herself awake!”

This time it was Rock’s turn to gasp in offense, “That was one time and you fucking know it! And my answer is yes, by the way!”

Jan sent a message to the chat before grabbing her towel and putting her phone away to take a shower.

backpack backpack: oh btw i’m inviting rock to hang out with us!!! I promise she’s super fun and that we’re just roommates and see y’all soon please dont kill me or make it awkward with rock xxxx

tap water: are you

tap water: kidding me.

von du for two: oh for the love of GOD

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insidetheacademy · 5 years ago

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Say You Love Me || v

pairings: peter parker x reader (both are 18+!)

summary: y/n settles down in paris and met a new friend! also peter has a surprise

warnings: wet dREAAAMS

gif credits: tomholandd

part i part ii part iii part iv part v

the flight to Paris was okay except for a baby that was crying super loud. jeez, babies shouldnt be allow to travel you thought to yourself. after you had arrived, you went straight to this beautiful cottage that was apparently the company’s property. you said goodbye and thank you to the taxi driver and took a good look at the house infront of you. this is it, you’re gonna have to spend your time in this house for God knows how long.

you dragged your suitcase in and set it aside. you explored the interior of the house before going to the backyard. it was beautiful. there was a visible river and someone who used to lived here definitely took a good care of it since theres flowers and everything that you had seen in a fairytale. you werent gonna lie, you do feel like you’re a pauper. you took out your phone and captured the photo to upload to your Instagram. you captioned it “la vie en rose”, cliché but you had planned about taking photos and making your captions in french since you got on the airplane.

you head inside to take out all of your paintings essential. you felt inspired just by looking at the view there. you took one of the chair from the garden and sit down and started painting on your easel. you startled when you felt someone tapped your shoulder, you turned around and saw a tall pale man. he looks like he’s from around here.

“hey! y/n right?” he asked smiling wide, you took out your earphone “yeah? and who are you?” you asked confusingly, “Jules? we’re supposed to be working together?” he said trying to refresh your brain but you were still confused. “did they not tell you about me?” Jules asked, you shook your head and said a small sorry. you must have slipped over the email when they said that. you feel so stupid right now,

Jules explained everything and apparently he’s your new roommate. he was supposed to help you do a big painting for Claude Monet. you invited him inside to make a cup of tea for the both of you. “so, where are you from, Jules?” you cusped your teacup, “I live 30 minutes away from here. they wanted me to be here all the time to complete the painting as fast as possible and I couldnt say no,” Jules said.

after an hour and a half of talking with Jules, you really feel right at home with him. you two just met but you really feel a connection between him. you also found out that during his free time, he’s a guitarist and does gigs here and there to make extra pocket money. he said he’s in a band thats called “The Rejects Club” you laughed hard when he told you that because it sounded so high school-ish. but in his defence, he did say that the band formed when they were still in high school.

it was close to dinnertime, you didnt want to eat as you already eat a croissant that you quickly grabbed from the airport but Jules insisted to make cook for the both of you, you couldnt say no when his voice sounded so velvety and is like a warm cup of coffee with marshmallows on top. you were sitting on the couch with the both of your legs on top of the coffee table scrolling through instagram when Peter replied to your story, “how’s Paris so far?” he asked, “it was tiring but tomorrow’s gonna be more tiring,” you said.

whatever Jules was cooking definitely made your stomach growl with anticipation. you werent hungry but whatever he was making definitely made you hungry. you stood up from the couch to look at what Jules was cooking and it was pasta. to be accurate; an aglio olio. it smelled so delicious. you wanted to help so you took out the plates from the cupboard and set it down on the table.

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“you know I love you right?” Peter said his lips nearing yours, you looked into his eyes and nodded. the kissed turned into a passionate and fiery kiss. he had your body against the wall, he was cusping your jaw with his left hand and the other underneath your shirt, you let out a moan and he squeezed tits.

“jump,” he said through the kiss and you obeyed not wanting to destroy the moment that you were having, he sets you down on the silk bed and continues to take of your clothes, he kissed from your collarbones to the place that you needed him the most, “y/n!” someone said, but you were so lost you thought it was Peter that was calling you but the familiar new voice kept coming closer and closer as you woke up.

you woke up with sweat forming on your forehead and your alarm ringing so goddamn loud, “jesus, are you okay?” Jules asked, “what time is it?” you looked around frantically trying to look for the clock, “its 10:30am! we were supposed to leave the house 15 minutes ago, y/n!” your eyes went wide and picked a floral strap dress and a cream coloured turtleneck. you went to the shower without having second thoughts.

you put your clothes on and quickly grabbed your shoes along with a pair of socks and your handbag. you locked the door and ran to Jules’ car. you were breathing heavily as you strapped your seatbelt on. “I can’t believe we’re late!” you said flabbergastedly, “yeah, I know! what time did you even go to bed?” Jules was clearly annoyed. seems like he’s the type of person to arrive right on time.

“I slept right after we had dinner! I don’t know why I couldn’t hear the alarm. God, I feel so stupid” You put your socks on and your shoes. You took out your lipstick and put them on. “Who is Peter, anyway?” Jules asked absentmindedly, you looked at him trying to find out how he knew that name and in hopes that he’s just fucking around but he’s not.

you closed your compact mirror, “he’s a friend of mine,” “a friend, huh?” Jules scoffed, “I didn’t know a friend moans another friend name in their sleep,” your face flushed with red as he said those words. “what the hell, Jules?! I could’ve went days without knowing that you heard me having wet dreams about my friend!” you cover your face in shame. you couldnt believe that he had hear you moaning Peter’s name

“Oh my gosh, I feel like I could just bury myself right here,” you said, “Relax, I’m not going to tell anyone,” Jules said taking your hands into his, giving you a warm smile.

you two had arrived at this building that was filled with paintings but not by those famous painters just paintings by painters that were starting out. “Ah darlings!” you heard a middle aged woman walking towards you with both of her hands wide open, obviously ready to hug the both of us to death.

“you must be Ms y/n!” she cupped your face and kissed your cheeks, what a weird way to greet somebody but thats how it is, “and you must be Jules!” she took a step back and took a good look of you and Jules’ faces. she introduced herself as Mrs. Autry. she walked the both of you around the office and explained about how everything works.

“I am so excited for the two of you to work with us,” she smiles warmly, “let me know if you need anything sweethearts!” she bid her goodbye and went to another direction. you and Jules walked to the nearest café and sat down there. you ordered a frappacino whilst Jules ordered a latte.

every now and then you somehow were reminded of how you dreamed of Peter. not only dreamed of him but in such an inappropriate way. you don’t like him anymore, you just don’t know why he’s haunting you this badly. should you stop being friends with him? it feels so awkward now that you dreamed of him banging you. “so what should we do?” Jules voice brought you back down to earth, you stuttered trying to come up with something.

he could tell by the look in your eyes that theres something wrong, “you know you can tell me anything right, y/n?” Jules said, he’s definitely good in reading someone’s body language. “i wont judge, y/n,” he reassures you, you took a deep breath and let everything out.

everytime you talked he would listen, he’s there for you, always looking into your eyes to keep the conversation going, you also mentioned about how Peter was a dick when he found out you were coming here, Jules said “what a dick, do you want me to punch him if he ever comes here?” Jules offered you then laughed at his attempt trying to make you feel better.

you both went home and went straight to each other’s room because you were so tired. you didnt realised how much walking there was gonna be today. you took out your phone and saw MJ messaged you, “hey!!! I have great news! I’m coming to Paris next month!” you smiled to yourself, woah, did MJ missed you that much already?

you typed back “I know you miss me but you don’t have to, you know?” “Haha, very funny, y/l/n,” you chuckled and asked her “why are you coming here?” a three dots appeared and her response was “I just wanted to go there and experienced a real trip. not like when we get to go there and it was cancelled,” you still remember when the school trip cancelled going to Paris because apparently they got “upgraded” to go to Prague.

you smiled when you remembered thats how you found out Peter was Spider-man. “well, you’re going to love Paris,” you replied to MJ. you also gave her your current home address in Paris so she can visit you! she thought it was a lovely idea.

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“can’t you please to do this for me, MJ?” Peter begged MJ, basically down on his knees. “fine! but if everything went wrong do not blame me!” MJ gave in. Peter was planning to meet you in Paris but he wants it to be a surprise. something you’re going to remember till you’re dead.

Peter have missed you so much and he swore he could go crazy if he couldn’t see your face for another month. Peter was so excited that you gave a thumbs up and that you even gave MJ your address in Paris. he wonders to himself what could go wrong?

“there, I’ve done it, now can you please leave?” MJ crosses her arms, pissed that Peter hadwoken her up in the middle of the night because he couldnt keep it in his pants about his “love” for you. atleast thats what MJ teased him about. he never quite really admit it but MJ could see it and told him that he’s not fooling anybody with those goo goo eyes.

“thank you, MJ. i’ll find a way to repay you. i promise.” Peter said while crouching on her window, “you better, Parker, or you wont see the light of day ever again.” MJ threatens jokingly at Peter. he laughs and there he goes, he shot his webs to another building.

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a/n: hi sorry i know this is short and boring but i have so much on my plate right now but to make it up, I’ll try to post the next chapter tonight or tomorrow! again so SORRY its boring skdjsks but please do leave your thoughts!

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maggyme13 · 5 years ago

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Sugar (10/?)

AN: I apologize for the long wait for this 10th chapter of my Sugardaddy Loki fic.

and THANK YOU to all those lovely readers that reblogged and let me know what they thought^^

Masterlist

Sugar- Masterlist

Part 9

The flight took five hours. Five hours you used to worry about your mother and to make plans on how to give her money without her noticing or her being able to decline.

That task, you failed miserably.

Why had every single one of your family such a thick head?

“My aunt just send me a message. The guest room is free and will be ready when we arrive. She also let me know that dinner will be ready as well. Hope you are hungry, the way I know my family there will be more than enough for two days. At least.”

“Anything else I need to know?”, the man chuckled.

“My Ma has a dog, well Bamby is really my dog, but she stayed behind to guard the house. She is a Pit, not very trusting of strangers but a real cuddle bug once she knows and trusts someone.”

“I am not afraid of big dogs, if that is your concern. What is the general stance on weapons in the house?”

“Not at the kitchen table or around children. Cleaning only on the porch or in the garden.”, you answered like you were reciting, “Why are you asking?”

His only answer was him lifting the leather-jacket he was wearing, showing of a nine mm in a holster right against his rib cage.

“The only one?”

“Do I need more?”, he asked with lifted eyebrow.

“Well, if you ask a cop, probably. The neighborhood went downhill for the last couple of years. But there are mostly older people living, with the occasional low income family. It was no easy area to grow up in.”, you breathed.

Bucky´s answer was only a hum.

“Please prepare for landing.”, came over the intercom and the two of you did as the pilot had asked.

45 Minutes later the jet was parked and Bucky and you stepped out.

“Mr Barnes, the car is waiting. Please follow me through the TSA and then towards the private parking lot.”, a manager like person greeted your companion but ignored you.”

“Thank you. Please lead the way.”

Not even ten minutes later, you sat next to the man in a dark SUV with slightly tinted windows.

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The streets looked just as you remembered, only a bit older and more run down. Some where empty now and others looked empty but where still lived in.

It has been a long time since I was here.

“You can park the car in the garage. My aunt said she will park Ma´s in the driveway then. It is the one house over there. You see, the one with the white fence and red letterbox.”, you pointed at the house of your childhood.

“Yes, I see. Alright, lets get you the rest home. I am starting to get tired.”, Bucky chuckled.

“Come in, come in. You must be Bucky Barnes. Thank you for tagging along (y/n), though she is old enough to travel on her own, I believe.”

“Auntie!”

“Yes, that is me. Of course she can travel alone, but she is too important for the firm to risk her getting hurt. I am just here for her protection and muscle, in case there would be heavy lifting.”

“I bet you can.”

“Auntie!”

“What?, you have seen his muscles, didn´t you?”, your aunt chuckled, “Well come in, your Ma is waiting for you in the kitchen. Dinner is ready in a bit.”

“I missed you. I should have come home earlier.”, you mumbled, pulling your aunt into a tight hug.

“Munchkin. You took your own way in life. There was no place for me.”

“There is always a place for you and Ma and you know that!”, you almost shouted, “But I know what you mean.”

“Honey, is that you??”, the weak voice of your Mother called out of the Kitchen.

“Yes, it´s me.”

“Well come in! I won´t get any younger!”

“Yes Ma.”

You stepped into your childhood home and felt tears rise, it had not changed a bit.

“Let me take a look at you.”, your Mother smiled,”This job of yours is doing you good.”

“Thank you, Ma. I really like it. But, where is Bamby?”, you frowned at the last part.

“In the garden. Samuel and her don´t get along, so she is outside.”

“Samuel? Who is Samuel.”

“A... friend of your brother.”, Your Aunt huffed.

“Why is he here.”

“Your brother asked him to help us-”

“But he is useless.”

“Ms. Why is he still here then?”

You chuckled. “Well. My brother is a real thick head, so if you don´t want to argue for days and weeks, you just go with it; as long as it does not go to far.”

“Exactly. And Samuel does nothing than sleep and eat. He does help within the household, but only the bare minimum. He is currently out with your brother.” , your Aunt shook her head.

“Well, I will get Bamby inside and then we can talk.”, you smiled walking to the backdoor where you could see your dog dancing in front of the window.

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It was the third day of you staying with your mother when you met Samuel for the first time. He went back to his room, only to emerge ten minutes later to serve himself some food and beer without even acknowledging anyone of you.

You realized something was off with him, when you took your mothers wallet to get the recipe from your last grocery -shopping trip and noticed the money you had put inside were gone.

I just put two hundred bucks in it. Where is it?

“Bucky?”

“Yes, (y/n), what´s up?”

“I did put money in the wallet, didn´t I?”

“Yes, why?”

“Because there is none anymore.”, you frowned.

“Samuel?”, he asked.

“Samuel.”, you answered, “I have to speak with my aunt.”

“You have to speak with me about what?”, your aunt spoke from the door.

“Money went missing.”

“That bastard.”, she grumbled, “Your brother doesn´t want to listen. He thinks he knows best.”

“Alright. This has to stop. I will go and speak with him.”, you growled.

“(y/n) you don´t have to. You and-”

“No arguments, I will go and make sure he takes this asshole back.”, you growled, “We might not look eye to eye with a lot of things, but a thief in our house- if he won´t call him back, I will ask one of the others.”

“Where are we going?”, Bucky asked.

“Charming.”, your aunt answered.

“Let´s go.”

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One hour later the SUV entered the parking lot of the garage your brother officially worked at as a mechanic.

“Bucky-”

“No need. Boss did a very good background-check on you. We know who your brother is.”, the man next to you spoke.

“And still-”

“You are not your brother.”, was his simple answer.

Smiling, and nervous, you got out of the car and walked towards the office to ask for your brother.

“What do you want.”, his voice growled before you were even half way there.

“Nice to see you too, Happy.”, you greeted him with a warm smile.

“Fuck this shit. What do you want? Are we suddenly good enough for you again.”

“I am here because of Samuel.”, you answered him.

“Who?”

“The brother of yours you left with ma.”

“What about him.”

“He is stealing her money.”

“Ya think?”

“I know. Call him back.”

“Since when do I take orders from you?”, he growled back, hate in is eyes.

“You never did. You never even talk to me, you fucking hate me. I know that. But Ma has cancer and now one of your brothers steals her money. Call him back or I will go to the cops and file a report about it.”, you threatened, causing your brother to puff out his chest.

“Don´t even try and intimidate me. You won´t harm me no matter what, because unlike you, Ma loves me; just as much as she loves you.”, you squinted at him.

“Fine. Who is that, your boyfriend?”

“I am her bodyguard. (y/n), Boss called, he wants to speak with you about a gala next month.”, Bucky answered.

“I am coming. Get Samuel out of the house. And Ma asks if you will be there for Christmas dinner this year.”, you nodded.

“Maybe. Now fuck of, I don´t want the others to see me talking to you.”

“Is was a pleasure. As always. Let´s go. Oh, one last thing. Please answer your phone when Ma calls; she is worried about you.”

“Fuck off.”

Asshole.

“What is his problem?”, Bucky sneered.

“My biological father. I got used to it. He always hated me. I don´t , I don´t want to talk about it.”

“Sorry.”

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“Who´s that?”, you mumbled upon returning home.

“Looks official.”, Bucky stated.

“Yeah, bad official.”

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Part 11

AN 2.0. So what do you think is going on?

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joontier · 5 years ago

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“One-Love”| CH. 3 - Wealth in Volumes

–> Summary: Love translates to zero in the tennis scoring system – the only thing keeping the scoreless player on the court is his love for the game.

–> Pairings: jung hoseok x female reader; kim seokjin x female reader

–> Rating: NC17

–> Genre/warnings: FLUFF ASDFASJLDKF; a day in the life of a rich ass family basically; your cliché teenage crush feels; swearing; y/n forgetting her own period sksksk; Hobi being a slight perv; suggestive language;

–> Words: 6.7k

–> A/N: good lord this hasnt been proofread bUT MY IMPATIENT ASS COULDNT WAIT; dunno how i managed to poop out 6.7k but here ya go i guess

“One-Love” Masterlist

Chapter 3: Wealth in Volumes

A sigh escapes your lips when there’s nearly no space left from the condensation that has formed on the container lid from all the patterns you’ve drawn for the past few minutes. Hoseok has never been this late before and neither did he miss a day at school. First period is starting soon and you’re starting to worry if something came up.

Hoseok arrives exactly two minutes before first period. The boy looks disheveled with unkempt hair and the top button of his uniform left open to complete the look. Hiro Yamada lets out a loud whistle the moment Hoseok steps in class. “Damn Hobi, never knew you were the kind to take quickies this early in the morning!” The boys snicker at Hiro’s comment while the girls vocally express their disgust towards the crudeness of it all.

“Seems like a tempting idea, whatcha think, _______?” Nadia whispers from behind, chortling louder when you miss at your attempt to smother her with your book. Hoseok seems disinterested by Hiro’s remark, but his lips curve into a small smile as he replies, “Jealous?” as Jimin and the others lose it at Hoseok’s response.

The daily classroom chaos continues, only ceasing when Ms. Chamber enters the room and greets the class a good morning. She’s a substitute teacher that will temporarily take over your Business & Management subject while your actual teacher, Mr. Santiago, is on his sick leave. It’s eerily quiet when she steps in, but your class is usually like this with relatively new teachers.

“Mock research paper.”

Three words is all it takes before a collective groan erupts from the class, complaints and protests, easily drowning out Ms. Chamber’s gentle voice. She taps a whiteboard marker against her desk. “Hey! I know, I know…” she sighs, resting against the table. “Try to think of it this way, you’d have additional reference for your papers next year, plus you have three months to accomplish this.”

The rest of the class continues to groan in objection. “On the bright side, I’ll let you work with partners. Go and take your pick.” Exhales of relief are heard throughout the room. Turning around to face Nadia, you wriggle your eyebrows suggestively. No spoken words are needed to express your intentions of choosing her as partner. She declines though, much to your surprise. You raise an eyebrow when Nadia nods her head toward Hoseok who’s sitting quietly beside you. Then she points to the Tupperware on your lap. You sigh. “Besides, I’m sick of your useless ass! I’m not flanking this subject because of you.” “Hey!” you cry indignantly at the accusation. She shrugs you off, giving you a double thumbs up before standing from her seat to approach someone else.

‘It’s now or never’, you think, contemplating on how to approach your seatmate. Without much thought put into planning, you place the container on his desk. He looks at you with wide eyes then onto the Tupperware in front of him. “Be my partner?” His eyes turn into small crescent moons at your proposal. Before he tries to look at what’s inside the container, your hand stops him.

“But before anything else, I didn’t get to say thank you for yesterday…”

“Yesterday?”

“Yeah, for your cheering and all… I don’t think I would’ve survived the game if it weren’t for your support. It really helped me. A lot.”

“______. Listen to me. You survived and won because you’re you, okay? You are a smart player. And besides, like I said, if it were easy, I would’ve done it instead.” He snorts, those tiny dimples above his mouth peeking out to say hi.

“Now what do we have here?” he asks, trying to look through the condensation on the lid. “It’s bibimbap. I’ve heard once that it was your favorite. So I made it for you this morning… It’s probably gone cold now and I know you don’t like eating food that’s gone cold so I can just take this back if…” your hands are slowly creeping up the container, and this time it’s he who stops you.

“______ it’s fine. You really didn’t have to but I truly appreciate this. Thanks.”

;

“Wow.”

No other word comes out of your mouth but the monosyllabic expression. You probably should’ve been used to it at this point, after staying long enough at Thames. The subtle normality of everything for them that is extreme to you is something that will most likely take some time to get used to. The expensive cars, the more extravagant hobbies…hell, the tuition fee alone was enough to make your knees turn to jelly.

You and Hoseok both agreed to start the paper as early as possible so here you were on a Saturday morning, trying to figure out the maze that is Hoseok’s residential village. To your luck, Hoseok suggested that you come over to his house to talk over your assignment, else he would’ve lost himself in the mess at your home.

“Which street was it again? Your father asks, diverting your attention from the mansions lined up along the street. “Uh, it was Harrison I think…” you recall, grabbing your phone to check the address. “I’ve been here a few times before for Hobi’s training but the clubhouse was just a block away from the village’s entrance. Now, I’m not even sure if we’re still in the same country.” Your lips press into a firm line at your father’s lame attempt at a joke, but you also had a hunch that you had driven yourselves out of the village, or worse – straight to another one.

Your father rolls down his window to see the street signs clearer, also on the lookout for potential help. Driving over to the side, your dad puts the blinkers on as he tries to assess the directions that Hoseok had previously given you. “I’m pretty sure we followed it,” he mumbles, taking another glance outside the car’s window.

Before you offer to try calling Hoseok, a van behind you honks and stops beside your car. When they roll their window down, you instantly recognize the pair, Tita and Adit who both work for Hoseok’s family. “Sir Hoseok told us you were nearby. We figured we might see you on our way home.” Tita says, waving at you while Adit tells your dad to tail them.

A street and a relieved sigh from your father later, your dad finally drops you off in front of the house and a black steel gate slides open at your arrival, revealing a contemporary wonder of a mansion. “Remember to always be on your best behavior. I’m sure the Jungs are nice and all, but don’t take advantage of it. Please don’t touch anything, god knows what sort of eccentric antique they might’ve spent their money on. And no funny business!” He repeats your mother’s endless reminders that by the time he finishes, you’re already standing outside the car, fingers tapping against the car door impatiently. “Yes dad, I knowww-“ His eyes squint at you, “Fine, but don’t come home crying when you’ve accidentally broken something worth more than our lives combined. You’re selling your own kidneys, kid.”

With a curt wave, he rolls the window back up and drives away. Tita waits by the gate to walk you to the front door. Suspicions confirmed, this house spoke wealth in volumes. She chuckles at you as you take your time with every step, pebbles crunching underneath your weight while your eyes marvel the alluring abode. Waiting for you by the threshold, she beckons you over with a wave. “Sir Hobi has been waiting for you all morning.”

You quicken your steps, cheeks flushing with embarrassment. She must’ve thought it strange to have you gawking all over the place. You’ve gone to Nadia’s place a few times, but there really wasn’t anything to compare since she lived at an apartment, albeit a luxurious one, it was still different having an actual house and property. Considerably, foreigners didn’t exactly have rights to own residential property in the country which is why it came as a surprise to you that Hoseok lives in this elite village, more so when you realize he resides in an actual estate.

The mansion is beautiful beyond description. With the interior looking like an actualization of a designer’s 3D floor plan, your eyes take a good sweeping look at the place while Tita asks you to take a seat as she calls for Hoseok. You wonder how lovely it is to come home to this every day. It’s spacious enough to practice a floor exercise yet somehow it feels homey with the serenity that comes with the place, despite being situated at the heart of the city. You notice a perfectly mowed courtyard outside the glass walls and the glistening water of the swimming pool at the far edge.

A lady carrying a glass of water and something else wrapped in a plastic bag. Placing the glass on the table, she kneels to where your feet are rested and unwraps the bag. She pulls out a pair of disposable slippers, slips them on your feet and takes your shoes away before you could get a word out.

“_______!” Hoseok calls from above before scurrying down, his own slippers flicking against the staircase noisily. His arms reach out for a hug but pulls them back just as fast, realizing it would’ve been too awkward this early in your friendship (that he secretly hopes will blossom into something more). You don’t put much thought into it, waving at him in greeting instead. “Have you eaten breakfast yet?” You give him a nod in reply.

“Oh…you should eat breakfast again then!” You decline his offer, assuring him that you just had a heavy breakfast. Okay, you may or may not have grabbed a single sandwich off someone else’s plate on your way out, after spending too much time trying to look presentable. Hoseok won’t have any of your protests, so he drags you to the kitchen by the hand, “Hobi!” There’s a slight chill that runs through you when his skin touches yours, his slender fingers enveloping your short ones.

Hoseok leads you to the dining room where there’s enough food prepared for a family of ten. He checks each container then back at you, inspecting your features like he’s morphed into Gordon Ramsay. Hoseok is still holding your hand by the time he brings you to the kitchen and quite frankly you don’t want him to stop.

Another lady in the identical scrub suit greets him as you both enter, her lips forming a small smile when she sees your hands together. Her eyes meet yours when she asks Hoseok if he needed anything. “Just wanted to see what ______ wanted to eat.” Your head shakes to say ‘no’ but Hoseok sees this as the complete opposite. “She’s just shy.” You send her an apologetic smile when he drags you once more around the marble countertop to face a four-door fridge that towers the both of you easily.

This damn thing is a whole supermarket! The stored food could make up the whole color wheel. He points out five different cheeses, fruits cut into bits and stowed away in containers, multiple bottles of water, milk, and juice. Hoseok even lets you inside their pantry, where stacks of food and beverages make up at least seven full shelves inside. To Hoseok it seems like he’s just offering you food, but to you it feels like he’s taking you to the grocery.

The curious voice at the back of your head is telling you to give in to the temptation but your mother’s voice appears out of nowhere, her voice ringing in your ears – “They’re nice, but don’t abuse their generosity.” Your stomach grumbles, voicing its opinion so you settle on a compromise. “Um, there already seems to be plenty of food at the table and unless they’re for someone else…” “Are you sure? Mom felt homesick so she cooked all of those this morning. Although I doubt you’re familiar with Korean food – they can be a bit spicy. I know you don’t like spicy food.”

Your heart warms at the thought of him remembering the little things but then you recall how his mother made all those just because she felt homesick – your mom won’t even cook two dishes for dinner and Mrs. Jung is out here cooking a whole feast for no one in particular just because she wants to lift her spirits. “I don’t like spicy food but it doesn’t mean I can’t handle it,” you start “and I’m sure you mom’s cooking is lovely.”

“Breakfast it is then.”

You agree on Mrs. Jung’s specialty – her kimchi fried rice while Hoseok asks the lady for bibimbap. She nods curtly, returning to the kitchen to reheat the food. When the lady serves Hoseok the steaming bowl of his favorite dish, Hoseok consequently whispers in your ear, “Don’t tell them, but I like yours better.” He follows that with a roguish wink. You blink owlishly in return, unsure whether your cheeks are burning because of the steam from the bowl in front of you or because of Hoseok’s comment.

The lady serves Hoseok a steaming bowl of bibimbap, to which Hoseok consequently whispers in your ear, “Don’t worry I like yours better.”

;

Hoseok tiredly rubs at his eyes, deeming he’s done enough schoolwork for the day, taking a turn on his swivel chair. When you check the time displayed on the upper right corner of your laptop, it’s been three hours since breakfast with Hoseok. And, surprisingly, the amount of schoolwork you’ve done is twice as much as you achieve when you’re partnered with Nadia. You’ll have to rub this in her face on Monday.

Hoseok’s habits had prevailed over your cramming and you’re glad that time had passed in productivity. Then again, you had been too shy to open up about other topics when he’s right beside you, typing away furiously the whole time. When you take a glance on his screen, it seems like he’s already written a whole page while you’re stuck with a paragraph that screams disappointment.

“_______, you okay?” You hadn’t realized you’ve been staring at your paragraph of shame for so long.

“Uh, yeah, of course.” Closing your laptop quickly before he gets a peek, you move your own chair away from his desk, stretching out your limbs. Suddenly, you feel an all-too-familiar ache in your lower abdomen and you panic, checking the mini calendar on Hoseok’s desk. Damn, how could you not have realized it’s the last week of the month? And on top of all that, you had to be in another person’s house of all days, wearing a bloody dress! (pun may or may not have been intended)

“Um, can I use your toilet for a minute?”

He looks your way and nods. You panic a little bit when his eyes never leave yours, ensuing a staring contest between the both of you. A beat passes and he shrugs at you, returning his attention to his phone.

You don’t realize you’ve been holding in your breath when he door finally clicks behind you. Twirling in your dress, you search for any stain. There’s a small one, perhaps a few inches long, the red taint an obvious contrast against your yellow dress.

Grabbing a roll of tissue nearby, you place a few sheets under the water until it’s wet enough. Hastily, you rub it against the stain until the tissue tears into pieces. You repeat the process, jumping in victory when the stain starts discoloring. You even squeeze a dollop of liquid soap on your dress in the hopes of making the stain go away.

All your efforts prove to be in vain when the stain doesn’t lighten any further than the very visible brownish spot at the back of your dress.

Your hands are turning red from all the scrubbing and your chest is heaving with painful, ragged breaths that come forth. The tissue breaks apart for the nth time now and you try to grab more sheets but your eyes are already blurry, wet, fat tears coating your cheeks.

God, you’re so fucking stupid. How could you not have foreseen something that happens to you on a monthly basis?! All the tell-tale signs were there: abdominal pains, ache, sensitivity… you feel yourself sliding down the wall in embarrassment, an unwanted loud sob escaping your lips.

You hear footsteps padding along the wooden floor of Hoseok’s bedroom. No, please. “________?” You don’t answer. You don’t want to answer. Another sob escapes your lips. “_______, I’m coming in, okay?”

Hoseok instantly crouches down when he sees you sitting on the floor. “Hey, what’s wrong?” You still don’t answer; instead, you look away as you fiddle with your fingers. “You know you can tell me anything right?” He adjusts his legs, now fully seated on the floor. You both stay there in silence, before Hoseok pulls your head to rest on his shoulder, he can’t see your face like this, what could’ve possibly made you so upset, so he just holds you there, his other hand blindly reaching your face to wipe at your cheeks.

Figuring there’s no other way out of this, you gather up your courage. “I-I am on my period…” Your voice is small, yet it reaches Hoseok’s hearing perfectly clear. He still doesn’t get what’s possibly made you cry while on your period. Some girls tend to be more emotional than usual, perhaps, head tilted to the side as he recalls his lessons on human anatomy.

You can practically feel the clogs in Hoseok’s head so you give him a little more detail. “On my back, there’s…something. And I don’t have any extra clothes – gosh, this is beyond embarrassing. You must think I’m gross” Hoseok finally catches on, body stiff at the realization. It wasn’t like he was disgusted (because that would be totally immature) but it was more of lack of knowledge on how to approach situations like these.

He asks if it’s okay for him to call Tita so you can tell her what you need but not before reminding you that such natural process of life was nothing to be ashamed of. “Besides, better late than pregnant, right?” He scurries away afterwards, informing you that he’s going to be picking a nice outfit for you because you’re both going out to meet his mother for lunch at one of his favorite restaurants.

;

You both decide to sit on a nearby bench as you wait. There’s room for at least four people yet Hoseok decides to sit right beside you, your thighs touching, the proximity not lost on you. Surprisingly enough, you don’t feel any awkwardness lingering around, instead, you feel more secured with him beside you like this. Both basking in comfortable silence, save the buzz of the people walking around, Hoseok notices an elderly couple stand close by and he stands abruptly, offering the seat to them. The old lady gushes over him and praises how courteous the young man was. Hoseok stands by your side and looks around the area while the same lady closes the distance between you two. “He’s a keeper,” she whispers, sending a wink your way. Opening your mouth to clarify that you two are just friends, a loud ring from Hoseok’s pocket startles you.

“Hi mom! Yeah, we just arrived…she’s here beside me…what? Okay hang on…” He pulls the phone away from his ear as he presses on the speaker button on the screen. “You’re on speaker now, mom.”

“Oh, hi! _________, sweetie are you there?”

“Hello Mrs. Jung!”

“Great. Um, I’m really sorry about this darling but I really really need to finish this meeting. Hopefully it’ll end in less than an hour though, I hope you don’t mind. I really wanted to take you kids out to lunch today, but if you’re really hungry you can go ahead…I’ve already made reservations at Samwon under Hobi’s name…”

Your eyes widen at her proposal, head shaking vigorously to say no. Surely, it’d be rude to not wait for the person offering you a free meal right? “I really don’t mind waiting Mrs. Jung. Besides, we’ve had plenty of your lovely kimchi fried rice this morning so…”

“Ah, it’s really nothing love, well, at least, if you compare it to my brother’s restaurant. But anyways, I have to get back to the meeting now. How ‘bout I’ll have Hobi treat you to some ice cream or froyo or a something to snack on while you wait, alright?”

“You really don’t have to Mrs. Jung!” Your protests fall into deaf ears.

“Oh shush, darling. Don’t worry about it! And please, call me Auntie from now on, alright?”

“O-okay auntie.” You’re unable to control the slight tremble in your voice from the pet names she’s used and on making her call you auntie. You’re even surprised that she even apologized for not being able to make it on time. Hoseok ends the call soon afterwards. “Come on, I’ll treat you to my favorite frozen yogurt.”

There’s a sudden increase of mall-goers so Hoseok’s hand reaches out to grab yours, another wave of electricity shoots up your arm. Jesus. You’re pretty sure you’re old enough to not lose him in a crowd like this, so all this hand holding isn’t exactly necessary. Not that you were complaining though. You just hope, this time, you’re reading the signs right. The last time this happened, you ended up heartbroken and friendless, and you weren’t willing to go through the same pain again – not with Hoseok who’s genuinely nice and smart, and all the good things you can think of.

You cling onto his hand nonetheless, the crowd increasing because of lunch time. On the bright side, with your heartrate rapidly increasing, you get to miss out on cardio.

Arriving at a small outlet with ‘Sour Sally’ written on top of the shop, Hoseok pulls out a chair for you to sit on while he ponders on the menu plastered on the wall. What in god’s name have you done in your past life for him to torture your poor heart like this. You gaze at Hoseok, he seems unperturbed by his actions while you on the other hand… you internally applaud yourself for maintaining such calm demeanor but in reality, there’s a raging turmoil of emotions inside your head.

Following where his eyes are glued at on the wall, you try to distract yourself from the dangers of a brooding crush. God, you can’t possibly like like him because he opened the door for you, or pull out a chair for you, right? Were you really this…deprived? Just thinking about it gives you a headache. But then again, Hoseok is everything every woman could ever ask for. He’s polite, funny, courteous, smart, and he absolutely adores his family. Admittedly, he’s fucking wealthy too on top of all that but you don’t stick around him because of his money. Then again, it’s the 21st century and life isn’t getting any easier. In case you have a family in the future, it would be nice to know you’re children will be secured for quite some time. Wait, why are you thinking about families in the first place??

You barely notice Hoseok waving a hand in front of you. “Hello? Earth to ______?” he chuckles, his brackets shining under the lighting. “Oh yeah sorry!” you squeak. “You’ve been spacing out since morning, you sure you’re okay?” He bends forward a little, your faces merely inches away from each other. “You know you can talk to me right?” Searching for any doubt in your eyes, he tucks a stray strand of your hair behind your ear.

Fucking hell.

Does he even realize what he’s doing to you?! Your cheeks are practically on fire right now. You’re falling way too deep at an alarming pace. “You know you can talk to me right?” His words echo in your presently empty brain now, unable to think about anything rational. How are you supposed to talk to him when it’s him you want to talk about?

“Do you want anything from the menu? I’d personally recommend my own usual, but I’m really not sure about your froyo preferences…”

“Um don’t they have anything smaller than these?” you ask, pointing to the cups display for size references. “Nope, none really. I guess we can share if you don’t mind, I’ll just get one of the bigger sizes…”

“Good enough for me.”

“You have any particular flavor or topping in mind?”

“I really haven’t been to this place. So I guess I’ll have what you have.” You reach for your purse, grabbing cash amounting to half of the frozen yogurt. “What are you doing?” Hoseok points to the bills you’re holding. “Um, paying for my half?” The boy in front of you shakes his head in refusal, pushing the money towards you.

“It’s on me, _______. No more arguments. Consider this a da-“ Hoseok chokes on his own saliva purposefully, unableto finish his sentence. “A-a day in your cycle right? Don’t girls usually eat ice cream when its that time of the month? I mean this isn’t exactly ice cream, but it’s still frozen right? Ha ha ha. Okay, I’ll just place an order now.” He turns around abruptly, feet quickly moving towards the counter.

Rendered speechless, you just nod in reply. Seconds after he left, you’re still nodding thinking about what just transpired moments ago. He couldn’t have meant it as a date, did he? He did point out about Aunt Flo making a visit today. Perhaps, he meant dare? Who knows if he had been dared to treat someone out? You know you’re blindly grasping at straws here so you just try to divert your attention, and of course, you fail miserably at that as well.

Hoseok takes his wallet from his back pocket and hands a black card to the register. With a few nods, the staff swipes the card through the payment terminal and hands it back to Hoseok. ‘Sugar daddy Hoseok. What a fucking sight.’ Your shoulder devil whispers, drawling out every syllable like her final words. She has your shoulder angel in a headlock, arms flapping around attempting to remove the vice-like grip on her neck.

Thankfully, you manage to get ahold of yourself before Hoseok returns with a large cup with two spoons on either side. “This is the best froyo ever!!” He exclaims, buzzing with excitement. You oblige when he tells you to take the first scoop. You’ve only had the dessert once before this and after that incident, you were totally unwilling to have it for a second time. The first froyo you had was so bad which pretty much clouded over any positive review the dessert had.

Surprisingly enough, Sour Sally’s wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be. Sure, it looked unappealing at first with the amount of toppings Hoseok included but you reckon it wasn’t so bad after all, plus it looked like a healthier option than ice cream. Hoseok chuckles at your sudden interest and takes his phone out, pretending to respond to someone’s message but he quickly presses on the camera button, snapping a photo of you enjoying the frozen dessert.

He smiles when he goes over the photo, saving it as his home wallpaper.

;

Once you finish the final scoop of the yogurt, Hoseok asks if you can both visit a store he’s been meaning to drop by. There’s really nothing else you wanted to do anyways so you say ‘yes’, resulting to Hoseok excitedly clapping as you exit Sour Sally’s.

You both walk towards the opposite end of the mall, the area prominently less crowded than where you came from. You don’t wonder why. You just passed by Gucci, Versace, and Louis Vuitton on your way and now you’re greeted by Hermes, Alexander McQueen, and Balenciaga when you rounded the corner. You’re not even surprised at this point. In fact, when he told you that he wanted to shop for new shoes, you had already expected this was where you were heading when he made you wear a full Chanel two-piece ensemble that his sister “barely” wears.

Hoseok makes a beeline to Balenciaga. Of course - the boy was basically its brand ambassador. When you enter, some of the staff greet him by his name. “Mr. Hoseok, welcome back!” They astonishingly greet you with the same level of enthusiasm with Hoseok. You figure it’s probably courtesy of Hoseok’s fashion choices. He tells you to look around while he approaches someone who looks like the store manager.

The manager and Hoseok already seem to share the same brainwave and without talking, the former leads to Hoseok to a corner where the sneakers are displayed. Realizing you were probably looked awkward, standing stiffly by a display, you let your feet move you around, stopping to look at a few hung clothes.

While carding through the clothes, you discreetly check the price tags, your stomach dropping every time. 1,500 dollars for a bloody jacket?! They had gold sewn into the denim perhaps? Or diamond - encrusted collars? A girl’s voice startles you from your supposedly ‘discreet’ inspection. “Can I help you with anything, miss?”

“Oh, I’m just looking. It’s my friend who’s doing the shopping.”

“Oh, okay. By the way, I’m not sure if I should be doing this, but you seem so nice and approachable compared to the other girls that usually visit our shop… I really like your outfit and I think you and Mr. Hoseok look really cute together,” she squeaks before walking away to tidy a few displays. When she meets your eyes again, you send her a small smile and you see a faint blush coloring her cheeks.

You hear Hoseok call you over, colossal shoes occupying both his hands. “Which colorway should I pick?” You do a double take at the pairs he’s holding up. They honestly looked like a stack of pancakes that toppled over. Undoubtedly, they definitely looked striking, like a rebellious fashion statement. He holds up his left hands, clutching onto a brown pair with shades of blue and red and his other hand holding another with hues of green and white.

Choosing the one on his left hand, Hoseok nods in agreement mumbling something about how great minds think alike. He tells the manager to get him one in his size. The manager complies and, in the meantime, Hoseok brings you to a display near the one you were checking out earlier. He asks you to help him pick out an outfit to go with the shoes. It doesn’t take much for Hoseok to decide on choosing the clothes. You tell him your honest opinion that he would literally look good in anything, resulting in a rosy-cheeked Hoseok heading to the register to check out his items.

Soon after Hoseok collects his purchases, his phone dings, so he puts down the three bags before fishing his phone out of his pocket. “Mom says she’ll be there in five. Shall we?”

Three floors and a long walk back to another of the mall’s annexes later, you finally arrive at Samwon Garden. “Hi. We have a reservation under Hoseok Jung.” The maître d goes over the list, brows soon furrowing in confusion. “I’m really sorry Sir, but the table reserved for you had been given to another customer an hour ago. We only allow an extra of fifteen minutes when your name gets called. If you’d like, I can write your name on the list again, but that would probably take another thirty minutes before you get seated.”

“Oh, really? I guess…”

“Mr. Hoseok!” A man in a suit approaches you with hurried steps. “Mr. Hoseok,” he repeats with a breathy laugh. “I truly apologize for that. Please come with me, your private room is ready.” The man lets you take a few steps forward as he momentarily stays with the maître d. “That’s not how you treat the nephew of the owner of this restaurant, unless you want to lose your job today.” He whispers harshly, and your eyes widen. You’re unsure if Hoseok heard that but he seems too preoccupied with the other staff that welcome him to the restaurant.

The manager rushes forward after scolding the maître d. He offers to carry Hoseok’s shopping bags and leads you two to a secluded area. “Your food is already being prepared Sir,” he bows, setting the bags down and pulling out the chairs. “Is there anything I can get you miss?”

“A glass of water would be nice, please.” “Of course, Ma’am. Would you please excuse me.”

Hoseok’s mother arrive a few minutes later. Once again, she apologizes for making you wait. The three of you don’t waste any more time, going straight to eating. “I love your outfit, dearie,” Mrs. Jung compliments, flipping the searing meat on the grill. “Um Hobi actually made me wear this.” Confused, she looks at her son for an explanation. “She uhh…Her um…she had to change, lady problems…” Her mouth forms an ‘o’ in realization, thankfully picking up quickly. “Are you okay sweetheart? Do you take painkillers? They have great ice cream here; I’ll have it served for dessert later.”

She bombards you with questions that you don’t get the chance to answer all of them. You assure her though that you’re fine, that Hoseok has helped you plenty earlier this morning. She beams at her son, even teasing him that he’ll be the best boyfriend any girl could ever wish for. Hoseok turns crimson at his mom’s teasing, stealing the slice of meat she’s been cooking as revenge.

The three of you continue eating and sharing stories like that for almost an hour. For the most part, she’s mainly told you of Hoseok’s most embarrassing moments, sharing at least ten years’ worth of blackmail content. Hoseok, who’s sat beside you the whole time continues to crumble in his seat with every story. Your stomach was aching so much, both from laughing and eating. After the ice cream dessert Mrs. Jung promised you, she calls for the bill. Trying to stop your eyes from bulging out of their sockets, you look away from the receipt – 400 dollars staring back at you in big, bold numbers on the narrow sheet of paper. You wanted to cry.

Mrs. Jung says she doesn’t intend to stay any longer for she has another meeting to attend to today so she leaves you both with a kiss on the cheek and a reminder to drive back home safely. “Shit, I think I ate too much!” Hoseok sighs, rubbing at his tummy and letting out a loud burp in the process. Both of you stare at each other for a second before bursting into peals of laughter.

Yours seem to die down far longer than Hoseok’s and he takes the time to truly take youin today. He was nervous for the most part, that he had to admit. He tossed and turned in his bed last night, seemingly unable to sleep when the thought of you coming over has preoccupied his mind. He’s even tried drinking two glasses of warm milk, read a chapter from his history book, and in complete desperation, he’s even counted sheep, literally. It doesn’t help either that he woke up incredibly early today, only acquiring three hours of sleep the previous night.

He’s cleaned his room when he came home from practice yesterday and he’s cleaned it again this morning, not that his room needed cleaning anyways. He also asked his mom if she could help him cook breakfast this morning to which she happily agreed. So, the whole ‘homesick’ thing was only half a lie. Well, it was because she was homesick that she made way too much, but the idea was initially Hoseok’s.

He wasn’t supposed to drag you to breakfast that morning but the treacherous grumble of your stomach told him you were still hungry so he held your hand and showed you around the kitchen, asking you what kind of breakfast you’d prefer. Hoseok particularly enjoyed having your hand in his and he knew he was talking too much earlier that day but he had to divert his attention to prevent his hand from trembling.

When he heard you sniffle in the toilet earlier, he panicked; worried that something might have happened to you out of the blue. You wouldn’t take your eyes off the floor from embarrassment and he couldn’t help but wrap his arms around yours. It wrenched his heart to see you sob like that, so he just kept you close until you finally told him your dilemma.

He totally understood that it was a natural occurrence for girls and even reassured you that it was totally nothing to be embarrassed about. He didn’t ask you for any word after that, immediately sending one of their house helpers to help you out. He didn’t have the guts to go through his sister’s toiletries so he left that dilemma with someone who could handle the situation better aka Tita. He did pick out an outfit for you to wear though, going through endless hangers of Dawon’s clothes.

Picking something comfortable and warm, he pulls out this Chanel turquoise wool tweed two-piece and a white top to go under the blazer. ‘This’ll probably look cute on her,’ he thinks, carrying the set to Dawon’s beloved vanity mirror and spraying an adequate amount of her Estee Lauder perfume all over the clothes. When he grabbed the ensemble, he was thinking something along the lines of a fluffy-cute-girlfriend style going on but when you came out of the bathroom, he found it impossible to take his eyes off you.

Turns out, the white top he gave you was a crop top, the garment exposing a little bit of your midriff. And those shorts! Jesus! He’d taken a mental note to spoil you with Chanel if…when you become his. He’s already seen you in shorts during practice before but he really didn’t have time to appreciate the beauty of it all. Your skin contrasts beautifully against the bluish-green wool, and it’s hem is enough to display your toned thighs and calves in all its glory. Years of tennis had definitely done you well.

He turns away, internally scolding himself for his behavior. He feels sick for having perved on you like that, pushing away all the indecent thoughts before they consume him whole.

His heart was soaring the whole time you sat next to him inside the car, the whole scene making him giddy. You were quiet at first, Hoseok being able to steal glances during red lights. Moments later, when Celine Dion came in the radio you were belting out the lyrics to “My Heart Will Go On” with notes he’s never heard before. The boy even pulled over just to capture this iconic moment with his phone, not long before you goad him to join you as you both scream like lunatics inside the vehicle. His voice teacher will be disappointed, surely, but it all worth it just to see you this happy.

Hoseok knew he was falling in deep. Being with you just felt…right. Even with you doing the most mundane of tasks, he found you incredibly endearing. It was driving him close to madness. He wanted to ask you to be his, to make him the happiest guy on earth, for the rest of his life. Most times it felt like he was crazy for thinking about this while you both still had a life ahead of you - that it was too serious to think about for a teenager, but then he ponders on his cousin’s wise words. “What’s the point of being in a relationship if it’s not going to end in a wedding?”

“What are you thinking about Hobi?” you question, putting him out of his thoughts.

It was your turn to ask him this time as you can’t tell why been staring at you for the past minute. “Nothing,” he chuckles, scratching the back of his head. “Ah! Which reminds me, wanna check out the new laser tag place they opened last week?” You’re unsure about this, after having eaten like a starved caveman, but with Hobi looking at you with a pout, you can’t say no.

“Come on,” you give in. “We gotta burn everything we ate for lunch!”

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