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Hate (Sam Wilson x F! reader)

A/N: So, Danny and I are already in the end of the semester time, so sorry if we don't update as usual. but thanks for reading, lots of luv

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"You have to talk to Steve," says the girl.

"About what?" Bucky asks, leaving his book aside.

"The mission. It’s something very simple, we can do it. You and I," She answers making a face.

He laughs.

"It's not that, I don't like leaving Sam here, but I’m curious. What do you have against him?"

"You're kidding, right?" Bucky frowns and she scowls. "Sam hates me and I don't want to spend hours in a quinjet in awkward silence," She crosses her arms.

"What are you talking about? Sam doesn't hate anyone on the team."

"Except for me," she growls.

"Oh please —”

“What about the other night? At Tony's party. Sam was telling a very interesting and funny story, he had everyone delighted, but as I got closer, he ended the story with a bang and fled. It was pretty obvious. Even Steve asked me if we had a problem...”

“You're right, that was weird. But I don't think it's hate."

"Buck..."

“I'm sorry, it's just that— I have a hard time thinking that he could hate you. He’s always cool with everyone and always has a smile on his face. It's quite disturbing at times..."

“With me it's different. He hates me. I don't know what I did to upset him. When we met, everything was normal, I even thought that —"

"What?"

She shakes her head and sighs.

"I thought we were friends."

“Maybe you should talk to him. Don't tell him this, but he's good at giving advice and listening,” He adds.

"It’s better if you talk to Steve," She begs looking at him.

Bucky sighs.

"I'll see what I can do, but I don't promise anything."

"Thanks, Buck."

Bucky couldn't convince Steve.

He just brought it up and before the blonde could finish saying 'I don't think that's a good idea' Bucky had already given up.

When he told the girl the news, he lied saying that he had spent an hour talking to the captain.

Now the two of them are walking up the ramp of the quinjet and it doesn't take long for Sam to join. The man puts both hands on the super soldier's shoulders.

"Hey, Ex Machina. Ready to kick some butts?" He says laughing.

"The only ass I'll ever kick will be yours if you touch me again, Wilson," Bucky warns.

"Hey, save the killer sense for the bad guys," continues Sam removing his hands.

His smile disappears immediately when he sees the girl.

"Hello, (Y/N)," He says and then enters the ship.

"see? He even smiles when he bothers you!” She complains.

"This mission will last forever," Bucky groans.

**

The quinjet returns to the Avengers compound when everyone is asleep.

"I can't believe you turned a rescue mission in a monumental disaster, (Y/N)," growls Sam.

They both walk quickly towards the hallways of the compound. She ignores him, gritting her teeth and holding back the tears.

"How can you be so irresponsible?"

"Sam, enough," says Bucky running towards them. He knows this will end worse if he doesn't stop it.

"No, nothing like that," Sam points out and takes the girl's hand to stop her. He forces her to turn around. "I want to know why you did it."

"Are you kidding?" She growls. "If it weren't for me, you'd be dead, Wilson."

"No, Bucky was ready to watch my back. If it weren't for you, we could save the hostages without being discovered,” He says, raising his voice.

"Just forget it, okay? No one was hurt to death, leave me alone,” She tries to leave, but Sam stops her again.

“How do you want me to forget that you risked your life for something that wasn't going to happen? You're right, no one died today, but if they let you go on missions again, that’s no longer a certainty!"

"Sam!" yells Bucky.

(Y/N) removes her hand from the man's grasp, she’s crying.

"Fuck you, Sam!" She walks away.

**

"You have five minutes to vent before I make you talk to her," says Bucky arriving at the gym where Sam finishes his workout.

"What?" He asks putting his things in a bag.

“Don't act like an idiot. You know what I'm talking about,” He reaches his side and crosses his arms.

Sam rolls his eyes.

"What do you want me to say, man?"

“Why do you hate (Y/N)?

"What?"

"You should go get your ears checked," Bucky growls

“I don't hate her. I could never,” says Sam.

"She thinks you hate her, and after the mission, you only confirmed her suspicions."

Sam sighs.

"Yes, I know. I know I overdid myself that night. I'm sorry."

"It doesn't seem like you are."

"It's not that simple, Buck."

"You just have to talk, damn it!. This happens to me for meddling, I won’t do it again," He says and hits Sam’s arm

"Why was that? I thought we had already gone through this phase!” He complains.

"Talk to her. Now. Before it gets worse. Who knows when I'll get another chance,” he says and then walks towards the exit.

"Another chance for what?" Sam asks, but Bucky ignores him. "Buck! ...I’ll have to sleep with one eye open… again."

**

"Hey," says Sam outside Y/N’s room.

She lifts her head and her body tenses when he sees who it is.

"What do you want?" She says and then turns her back on him. She keeps packing clothes in a suitcase. Sam frowns at her.

"You’ll go too?"

"The others still think I can help out on missions," She mutters.

"Uh, yeah. About that...” says Sam nervous. He enters the room. "Can we talk?"

"I'm busy," she answers ignoring him.

Sam begins to lose his patience. He doesn't want to rush and ruin everything, but her attitude only makes him more nervous.

"I don't hate you."

That makes her actions stop. "What?"

"I don't hate you, (Y/N)," He gets closer. "I could never do it."

She frowns.

“So why do you act so strange when you see me? You run away from me as if I had a disease and you never joke with me as you do with others."

"Uh-I, yeah. I can explain it,” He says. She raises an eyebrow and puts her full attention on him. Sam sighs and tries to collect his thoughts. "No — it's not easy...”

"Sam," she says quietly and he looks back. "Be honest, please."

"I can't control myself when you're around," He begins. "That’s never happened to me. Normally, I'm very good with women,” He chuckles nervously. “I don’t joke with you because I'm afraid of overdoing myself and that somehow it’ll bother you and you won't want to be by my side. I've always used humor for everything, but when I see you, it's like my brain pushes a button to make me look stupider than I am and I can't control it. What frustrates me the most is that you have no idea of ​​the power you have over me. It’s only enough for me to see you or someone say your name and it takes me down. I'm sorry for what I said on the mission, I didn't mean to hurt you. I was scared at the idea that I could lose you...”

"I—I'm sorry too..." She stammers. "When I saw that man pointing at you, I panicked... you're right, I didn't think of the plan and I almost ruined everything—"

"Hey no," He takes her hand. “You should not blame yourself for that, it has happened to all of us, we want to protect the team. I was an idiot to yell at you, I'm sorry."

She thinks for a few seconds.

"All this time I thought you hated me, but do I really make you nervous?" She says with a small smile.

"Uh, yeah," Sam grimaces. "I'm sorry for that too, I didn't know how to handle... my brain."

She laughs and reaches up to caress his cheek.

“Before all this, I came to think that it’d be a good idea to go out. Just you and I."

He looks at her.

"What?"

Her response is a sweet, quick kiss on Sam's lips.

"What!?" He squeals, making her laugh.

"That’s all you’ll say?"

"Brain out of order."

“Fine, when it works again, maybe we could talk about a date. What do you say?"

"Okay," he answers, but he still can't believe it.

"Everything’s good now or do I have another chance to hit Sam?" Bucky walks past the room.

The couple looks at him.

"We’re having a date!" yells Sam with the huge smirk.

Bucky laughs at the excitement. He looks inside the room to see the girl and she nods.

"Huh, who’d say that my help would do something like this? " He says surprised. "My work here is done."

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Ben/Five OTP Meme?

Hey Bee! I know you've been requesting lots of OTP Meme asks and I know I made you wait a long time but I am answering them now! 

(I promise, I may be super slow but if any of you ever send an ask - whether it's just a question or a request for a fic - I will answer that at one point. I like doing these things!) 

But anyway, you wanted Ben/Five for the old ask meme, but I'm gonna do both because you waited for so long!

So...let's begin!

Which one sexts like a straight white boy? 

Five is a grandpa. Five is also a gremlin. 

Texting with Five is a bit like russian roulette, either you get proper punctuation and full sentences or you just get keysmashes and some random words. 

It mostly depends on the time of day and how much sleep Five got. 

Which is more now that Ben actually makes both of them have a somewhat normal sleep schedule. 

(Ben's trick is to just cuddle Five and fall asleep on them because as much as Five likes to complain, they never jump away, not wanting to wake Ben. Which mostly results in them falling asleep too). 

But sexting? Never. 

Ben could sext - Ben and Klaus definitely made fun of all the weird fuckboy messages Klaus got - and still gets - from hook ups or guys who somehow got his number - and if there's social media - who saw his profile and just decided they needed to 'tap that'. 

So Ben knows what sexting like a straight white boy would entail. But whereas he would totally do that within other pairings - for example with Allison or Vanya - I don't think it would be much use with Five. 

(Although Five is fucking easy. Always pretending to be so calm and collected but turning into a whiny little mess when Ben pushes their buttons. 

It's just nicer to be present during, to see just how affected Five gets, how riled up by some light touching and sweet talk). 

Not to derail this but Five would love pet names. Ben usually doesn't use them but depending on how needy Five is, it just seems to slip out, the 'Baby' already on his lips when he sees the way Five holds onto him, face pressed into his shoulder. 

Five is rather clingy, especially on days where they feel more on edge, maybe cause of a nightmare, maybe because they had a flashback about being stuck in the apocalypse again. All alone. Trying to get back to their family. 

(Maybe they thought about how when they got back, the one who was missing still was Ben, how all of their calculations didn’t actually help to get back to all of them-)

….But let’s at least try to stay light-hearted here, lmao. 

Which one cried during a fucking Disney Movie? 

Did you know? I check the stuff I've already written for this ask meme and check what I said about certain characters so I at least stick to my own 'canon'. 

And I remember that I was talking about Ben before (in the Luther/Ben/Vanya ask) and it was rather depressing all round. 

To answer the question: I would see neither of them as big criers but if anything, Five would cry during disney movies.  

Disney Movies can be incredibly heartbreaking (especially Disney Pixar) but I feel like both Ben and Five are not easy criers. 

Like I said before in the Luther/Ben/Vanya thing, Ben feels rather detached from his emotions after coming back to life. There's just…some kind of disconnect. 

He still feels - he can love after all - but sometimes he sees things and he knows 'I should probably react to this' but he just….doesn’t. 

Because he doesn't feel anything. Not in that moment anyway. 

Maybe he doesn't even see the sense in intentionally watching things to make yourself cry - something Luther and Klaus do - because Life is already pretty shitty, why be sad over a movie? 

(But maybe there's also some jealousy in that statement, an underlying: "How can it be so easy for you to show your emotions? How can feel so much all the time?") 

On the other hand, I can totally see Ben getting overwhelmed by being alive again, although I think he’d react mostly to physical stimuli? Like, when he was around Klaus he heard and saw stuff so he’s used to that, but touch?? That would definitely be too much for him sometimes. 

It would be windy outside and he’d refuse to go out because he couldn’t take the wind hitting his skin and blowing into his face. 

Or he’d get self-conscious about being seen by so many people and just need some time to himself, since he isn’t used to actually being perceived by people other than Klaus - and other ghosts. 

(Maybe he’d even miss his ghost friends, who knows). 

And because I love to ramble and overthink things, I believe that maybe being dead amplified most of the bad emotions he has?

I mean, why do ghosts turn into poltergeists?

I like to think that at some point they seem to forget who they are or at least forget all the good memories they have in life and just cling to the bad ones, which makes them turn bitter and vengeful. 

But that always depends on the story you’re telling and we don’t know much about the ghosts aside from them being pretty reasonable in the motel scene but mostly scary in the mausoleum scene (which could also simply be Klaus misremembering and mistaking their cries for help as them being evil and angry, since he was about 9). 

And Ben as a person (as little as we see of him actually having a character) seems to be rather bitter. So maybe he would have to pay extra close attention to his thoughts and feelings to not get stuck in a circle of negativity and self-doubt again. 

But anyway, crying because he gets overwhelmed when he’s out and there’s a bunch of people, brushing up to him while they walk past and looking at him and maybe even talking to him and he doesn’t know how to handle it so his body tries to relieve the stress by crying? Yes. 

Him getting emotional over that one scene in UP? Not very likely. 

Five on the other hand has seen lost of things. Lots of things that are probably rather gory and fear-inducing, since they worked as a killer and since Hazel and Cha-Cha don’t only murder but also torture people for the commission - something Five most likely had to do too in their job. 

I think they rationalized a lot of things? Like, they see the things they did as justified since they were working towards a greater good - getting back to their family and by association, saving the world, even though that wasn’t their main goal - and I can see them repressing some things in order to be able to keep functioning. 

(That’s gonna be a hell of a breakdown once they have some time to breathe and work through their issues).

And since Five has already experienced some rather gory stuff it seems a little weird that they would cry over things as simple as Mufasa dying? 

That’s an animated Lion who speaks, Five has seen real people die - has killed real people - please, as if that’s gonna bother them. 

But sometimes some things will strike a nerve. Especially if it’s about families. Especially if it’s about reuniting with your family. And being alone for a long time.

They would never admit it, but sometimes Ben can see them rubbing their eyes out of the corner of his eye. Ben doesn’t comment on it either - because he knows Five would probably be too proud to admit it - but he does let Five cuddle up to him. 

(Sometimes he cracks some bad jokes until Five snorts and lightly hits his chest). 

And just to add an afterthought of mine: Five doesn’t say anything, but none of them watch horror movies during movie night if Five is present. They all know that Five would say they aren’t bothered by it, but it’s just nicer when they can watch something without Five being tense and looking more at the floor than the tv when the bad guy gleefully chops off fingers and kills women and kids. 

The Hargreeves may never talk, but they do care, okay? 

No Horror movies - or movies that have bad guys that sound too much like the commission - for Five, no stuff involving close ups of needles and medical procedures for both Diego and Luther, and absolutely nothing involving romance for a while there, be it a nice romcom or something about emotional manipulation. 

(They tried watching a romcom once, but the tv exploded the moment the main guy was explaining his undying love for the girl and trying to get her to move in with him. Vanya never apologized for that, but Diego just declared that the movie had been shit anyway).

At this point they mostly stick to reality tv stuff and even there, they end up arguing more often than not. 

Remember me saying that I would try to keep this light-hearted? I’m sorry, lmao.

Who put a goddamned fork in the microwave?

BEN. 

All of us talking about how Ben has the only brain cell in the family like he wasn’t about to try and catch a bowling ball with his skinny frame and bare hands (has anyone ever thrown a bowling ball at you? I don’t think you can catch that without breaking your toe). 

Also his little ‘wee’! Him winking at Klaus like Klaus isn’t currently being tortured. 

Ben may possess a brain cell but most of the time he politely ignores it and just does whatever the hell he wants. 

(I mean, he’s already dead, why bother being cautious and taking a step back to think for a second? How is that any fun??)

Which may not be the best outlook on life once he’s alive again.

He will put a fork in the microwave. Then he will stay in front of the microwave and wait for something to happen - with some ice cream because who knows how long he’ll stay there? He needs snacks. 

And he’ll loudly complain to Five when nothing happens (because depending on the metal, it’s possible that nothing happens) and Five - like the good partner they are - will add some wax paper to the whole thing so the whole microwave goes up in flames. 

Because who said Five can’t use their knowledge for some fun? 

And the two of them will just watch until someone else will enter the kitchen (probably Diego) and lose their shit. 

Diego: “The fuck are you doing!”

Five: “I know, I already told Ben that too much ice cream can cause brain freeze.”

Diego, frantically looking for a way to save the kitchen from burning down: “THAT’S WHAT YOU’RE WORRIED ABOUT”

(Diego totally rats them out and Ben and Five steal his dessert for at least a week). 

In general the Ben/Five dynamic is: 

Ben: “I’ll do this reckless thing because I have no self-preservation.”

Five: “I’ll help because I like wrecking havoc. But as soon as there’s even the slightest scratch on you, I’ll passive-aggressively dote on you.”

Ben: “Deal.”

(Ben: *obvious baby, secret gremlin*/Five: *obvious gremlin/secret baby*)

Who does the silly hands-over-the-eyes “Guess who” thing?

I love how I’m all lovey-dovey with other couples but these two just behave like disaster children half the time. 

None of them do this. 

Ben will approach Five and just slump down on top of them because Five is great for naps and cuddles. 

Five will stand somewhere, arguing with Luther over some science (and pretending they know more astrophysic than an actual astronaut because they simply are like that) and Ben will just press up against them and steal Five’s coffee. 

(Ben is the only one who’s allowed to do that without serious repercussions. Him and maybe Vanya). 

Five will see Ben sitting somewhere, reading a book and just plop down in his lap like a cat. 

Ben: “Wha-”

Five: “I live here now.”

Tbh, you rarely see them not together? 

The two of them are the only members of the family where it would be rather...odd if they were to work somewhere or start a career - depending on whether the outside world sees them as dead/missing still or whether they somehow changed that through time travel - so they spend a lot of time at home. 

Five could probably do some online courses if it’s a reality with internet and Ben doesn’t plan on doing any kind of work for the next fucking decade. They got enough cash from the academy merchandise, he’s planning on living the rest of his life blowing that money. 

(Luther: Isn’t there anything you would like to do with you li-” 

Ben: Did you die, Luther? Did you die??”)

Ben: “I will sleep lots and have Mum bake cookies for me for the rest of my life.”

Five: “I support you, baby.”

(Jokes aside, Five probably includes Ben in calculations of moving away or paying rent or whatever and is rather positive that they’ll be able to support them both - in case they a. Don’t wanna touch Reggie’s blood money - something Diego does, since he refuses to be dependent on the old man - or b. There isn’t much money to begin with, or it’s mostly used for keeping the academy or something). 

So the two of them can just happily cling to each other for the rest of their lives and Ben can nap in Five’s lap while Five is pulling another all-nighter working on this or that (Ben refused to go to bed without them and tried to stay awake with them, but Five knows Ben falls asleep within seconds if you card your hands through his hair). 

Who puts their cold hands/feets on their partner?

Both. It's war. 

Ben is cold overall - which maybe, just maybe could come from the fact that he’s been dead before - and Five always has cold hands for whatever reason. 

It starts because Five hugged Ben from behind and sneaked their hand under his sweater and Ben proceeded to fucking jump and wiggle out of Five’s grip. 

Which was definitely an interesting enough reaction, Five had to do it a few more times.

Ben loves wearing his hoodies, but they’re slightly too big which means Five can easily put their hand down Ben’s back and Ben hates it. 

(He never tells Five to stop though, so Five thinks it’s still fair game). 

In return, Ben will definitely push his cold feet against Five’s side when they’re in bed and hold them close enough Five can’t wiggle away. 

Five always glares at him but endures it. 

Most of the time, Ben holds Five’s hands between his own while he’s pressed up to Five, as kind of an apology, to warm them up. 

(Five keeps glaring but kisses his cheek, so Ben doesn’t think they’re really mad). 

Who had that embarrassing Reality TV marathon?

Both. 

Ben probably watched some ridiculous dating show and Five sat down next to him with the sole purpose of making fun of him but instead ended up being invested themself. 

Couple on tv: *breaks up* 

Five, on the edge of their seat: “No! They’re meant for each other! Paul just has to work more on his self-esteem! Back me up here, Ben!”

Ben, who mostly watches precisely to see the couples break up: “Jennifer deserves better.”

Cue, a half an hour long rant from Five’s side about how Ben has no idea what true love is while Ben tries his hardest not to laugh. 

Ben, after Five has been talking non-stop for twenty minutes: “You done?”

Five, reaching for the popcorn on Ben’s lap: “Pretty much, yeah.”

(The two of them also watch soap operas but most of the time, Luther watches with them. Diego too, but he always claims he only watches to make fun of them, even though he keeps on hushing them when they talk during emotional scenes). 

Who laughs more during sex? 

Neither (I don’t know where my dislike for laughing during sex comes from but I rarely ever say that there’s laughter when this question is asked). 

I think it also depends a little on the mindset? Ben is in control - no question there, Ben’s the one in charge because Five needs someone safe they can be needy and vulnerable with. 

But sometimes Five wants to play a little - says ‘Why should I?’ when Ben tells them to kneel, smiles cheekily and shakes their head when Ben tells them to behave. 

On those days, there’s more tension. Even though both of them know that Five is only pushing boundaries a little, that they still wanna be needy and good for Ben, the air is a little more charged and Ben is firmer, more demanding when he tells Five to ‘Get your ass over here, now’. 

(Five? Intentionally being a brat? Never). 

But there’s also days when Five doesn’t wanna challenge Ben. Just wants to be soft and good and taken care of. 

And if there’s any laughter involved, it’s on those days, Five smiling and giggling when Ben kisses their face over and over and humming when Ben tells them how good they are being for him. 

(Also Five jumping away whenever Ben tries to pull them towards him? Laughing while Ben chases them down the hallway? Only to plop up right in front Ben and put their arms around his neck, kissing him straight on the mouth, still smiling? Good shit). 

Who is the little spoon?

They switch!

Although Five prefers to just burrow into Ben’s side like a cat, one arm around Ben’s stomach and their head pressed against his rips, while Ben rubs their back. 

Ben also likes to hold Five with the Bentacles!

He’s usually more hesitant about letting them out while he’s out - and therefore unable to control them - but Five has never once seemed afraid of them and keeps encouraging Ben to let them out more - in non-lethal situations especially. 

So Ben’s rather comfortable letting them wrap around Five while Five’s sprawled out on top of him. 

(And maybe the Bentacles are much more quiet and well-behaved if they’re allowed to cuddle with Five, but don’t tell them. Five would only be all smug about it). 

That was the first bunch of OTP questions! I’m not 100% in love with it but with how much I tend to ramble, I hope there’s something in there that will please you!

But if not, there’s still the second set!

Who accidentally pushes a door instead of pulling/vice versa?

Five. 

They are both major dumbasses and Five will definitely try to be smooth and jump in front of Ben to open the door for him and just...stand there for a second, pulling at a push door like an idiot while smirking at Ben. 

Ben usually laughs at him and pushes the door open himself. 

Ben doesn’t do the push/pull mistake because Ben doesn’t try opening the door at all. 

When he’s still tired or deep in thought, he forgets he isn’t dead anymore and just walks into the door. 

Five will laugh at Ben and then immediately jump away to avoid being either hit or grabbed by a Bentacle. 

Who doodles little hearts all over the desk with their initials inside them?

Five. 

Five is a doodler in general. They help them think. 

Amidst all the equations and notes they make, there’s just different stuff they scribbled down.

Stars or a flower here or there but mostly abstract things that came to be while they let their thoughts drift and their hand move. 

And even if there aren’t any hearts or love declarations, more often than not, Ben’s name is somewhere on the paper. Maybe in a corner, or on the side, sometimes even in the middle.

Oftentimes Five writes his name and then just keeps tracing it with a finger while they are thinking and it makes Ben smile when he sees it. 

Who starts the tickle fights?

Ben. 

Ben will start a tickle fight over anything. He wants to switch channels? Tickle Fight. He wants attention? Tickle Fight. He’s bored? Tickle Fight. 

It’s probably not his best idea, since he’s the more ticklish one of the two (He’s rather sensitive to touch). 

He knows a secret though: Five’s weak spot. 

(It’s their neck). 

Five doesn’t even stop squirming when Ben’s kissing their neck - being extra careful while doing so, of course. 

But the hard part is to get to Five’s neck since as soon as Ben is launching an attack, Five’s already jumping away. 

(And most of the time reappearing on Ben’s back, pushing him down and digging their fingers into Ben’s sides until he surrenders, letting himself fall into the pillows and letting Five stretch out on top of him). 

They end up watching whatever Five wanted to see 8 out of 10 times.

Luther: “Have you ever considered….maybe not starting a tickle fight you know you’ll lose?”

Ben: “You just don’t get it, Luther.”

Who starts the pillow fights?

Five.

Mostly because if Ben were to throw a pillow after Five, they’d either a. jump away or b. complain about it. 

Ben: *throws a pillow because Five’s ignoring him*

Five: “Oh, I see how it is. I mean nothing to you, do I? Glad to know that you think so little of me and our relationship.”

Whereas if Five throws a pillow it’s okay of course. 

Five: *throws a pillow*

Ben: “So you don’t love me after all? It’s all been a lie? I-”

Five: *throws another pillow while Ben is still talking*

Who falls asleep last, watching the other with a small, affectionate smile?

Five!

In my head, Ben is a very sleepy person, lmao. And it takes a while for the 3 espresso to leave Five’s system, so most of the time Ben’s already fast asleep when Five gets tired. 

(And already in Five’s lap too, because if Ben does a nap, his s/o has to do a nap too. That’s just how it is). 

And maybe Five will try their hardest to stay awake just so they can card their fingers through Ben’s hair and take a minute to simply be glad that they’re allowed to have this. 

Maybe they fall asleep listening to Ben breathe.

Who mistakes salt for sugar?

Neither. 

I mean, it can happen to the best of us but you know what the two of them would do instead?

 Switch salt and sugar and just wait for their siblings to fall for it. 

They encourage Luther to go and make some pancakes for the rest of the family and then just sit there and wait for the others to take their first bite. 

The only one who doesn’t fall for it is Allison. She’s been watching Five and Ben being suspicious and when they make no move to eat the pancake on their plate, she doesn’t either.

Vanya tries her best to keep smiling and tells Luther they’re tasty - meanwhile she sneakily takes a few sips of her water. 

Diego actually spits the pancake out and just goes “They’re shit”. 

Klaus probably eats them anyway.

(They don’t ever find out that the reason the pancakes were salty is because of Five and Ben but that’s mostly because they bribed Allison into not telling). 

Who lets the microwave play the loud beeping sound at 1am in the morning?

Five. 

Five is an asshole but also they know that Ben sleeps through most stuff so there’s nothing to worry about. 

(They still scold everyone else for doing that though because how dare they nearly wake Ben?)

Ben on the other hand avoids being too loud at night because Five’s up and ready to fight at the slightest noise (which is a pain when Ben gets up at night to pee because not only does Five sit upright in bed when Ben comes back - which is rather creepy -, but they also cling when Ben tries to move away).

(Five says it’s payback because when they wanna get up and the Bentacles are out, they simply put Five back into the position they want them in). 

Who comes up with cheesy pick up lines?

Ben!

Ben likes to lean down and over Five’s shoulder and just whisper some cheesy stuff into Five’s ear while Five tries their best ignoring them - because they’re doing some important work here, okay? 

But Five isn’t strong, not when it comes to Ben, so most of the time they will let Ben sneak his hands down Five’s chest and his head rest on Five’s shoulder while they sweet talk Five into taking a ‘quick’ break. 

(Which most of the time turns into abandoning their work altogether because Ben thinks it’s far more important to push Five onto the mattress and do some work on their body). 

When Five’s sitting at their desk the next day, with bruises on their wrists and hickeys peeking out under their collar they aren’t even surprised when Ben appears behind them again, with some new sweet talk and forever wandering hands. 

Who rearranges the bookshelf in alphabetical order?

Both. 

The problem is: They have different systems. Five arranges the books in alphabetical order, all about having an efficient system where you can find what you’re looking for within seconds. 

Ben’s system is called ‘Do it after feel’

Like, his faves are on one shelf, the ones that are good but where the author is a little shit are on another, there’s a spot with continuations of series who were good and another for those who were bad. 

Five: “Series belong together!”

Ben: “Only if you’re weak.”

Whenever one of them has time - and the other isn’t watching - they rearrange it so it fits their system. 

This has been going on for weeks and neither of them plan on stopping. 

Who licks the spoon when they’re baking brownies?

Both! 

They switch. Depending on what they’re baking, Five will lick the batter from the spoon while Ben scratches the leftover chocolate sauce out of the little bowl. 

They rarely ever do the baking though, they mostly wait around while Grace or Luther bake and grab the used bowls and cutlery like little kids. 

Who buys candles for dinners even though there’s no special occasion?

Both! 

They even light candles when they’re just eating with the family because why not? Ben usually buys scented candles and he definitely spends hours just sniffing different candles before picking one. 

(He likes cinnamon and christmas smells best so Five will buy them when they’re out and about anyway). 

Their room is full of candles too but they don’t light them because all of them have some special shapes like flowers or stars and Five feels bad lighting them because then 'they’ll die'.

So they’re just slowly stuffing their whole room - and their second room - with candles. 

(Ben is also an impulse buyer so they have shit like a gumball machine and those little mechanical carousels where the horses go up and down. 

Five mostly buys food and they can and will buy copious amounts of sweets they can munch while thinking about mathematical problems or when they’re feeling down. 

They have an extra drawer for Ben’s fave stuff). 

Who draws little tattoos on the other with a pen?

Five. 

It’s not really tattoos though, they just use Ben as an additional chalkboard and more often than not Ben’s arms are full of equations and doodles.

Never Five’s arms though and Five says it’s because they don’t wanna spend so much time in the bathroom, scrubbing the marker away, but Ben believes it’s really because they like having Ben around.

And drawing on him is a good way to involve him and make sure he can’t leave because “You’re carrying a note that I really need on your arm. Seems like you have to stay for a little longer. But don’t worry; I’m kind enough to let you cuddle with me.”

Who comes home with a new souvenir magnet every time they go on vacation?

Neither of them go on vacation but at one point Ben started buying fridge magnets of the places he would like to visit some day and since then it’s become some kind of habit that Five partakes in too. 

If they see a magnet of a place they think looks interesting they buy it and then they do some research on where it is (for example South Africa and France and the birthplaces of all the sibs).  

Five actually plans on jumping them to the various places one day but they never jumped as far away before so they have to do some training first - which may take some time. 

Especially because they plan on taking not only Ben, but all the siblings + Grace. 

Who convinces the other to fill out those couple surveys in the back of magazines?

Both!

Neither of them believe that those surveys have any kind of substance (especially Five likes to rant about statistics and how most answers are kept vague to apply to most couples) but they still fill them out.

And bicker over the answers. 

Ben: "How does your partner treat you?" 

Five: "A, obviously."

Ben: "You treat me like I'm a queen? I doubt it."

Five: "I do!"

Ben, smiling: "Sure."

According to most surveys, they’re not compatible - one even suggested that Ben is the type of boyfriend to cheat eventually. 

They joke about it. 

They know they work out, so why believe a magazine?

And that’s it! This took me the whole day so I hope it was worth it! (This is exactly 5k btw). 

[goarwago]

Should Never Happens-Ch3

Ceren POV:

She was very scared of Nedim and the way he looked at her, she had to run from him after her mother and Grandmother entered the room, she found a way to escape to the bathroom, her heart was racing in her cheats

' Why was she scared of him? because what happened last night? Noting happened last night, it was only a bad dream, nothing more. She needs a shower and then everything is going to be ok right?'

She entered the shower and let the hot water wash her tired body, it felt good, Ceren started to wash her body with soap, cleaning everywhere, when she reached between her thighs she felt stickiness put her hand there, sweep the area and brought it to her sight, her hand were covered with red substance her eyes opened and felt the pain rush through her body, it was just waiting for her to acknowledge it, her mind was numbing her body from the pine and from what happened yesterday night,

"It happened!  everything was real NO – NO "Ceren was crying and fell to the ground shivering.

Nedim :

He had to find his uncle and explain to him, he wanted to clean this mass, Nedim found the Agay in his office

"Uncle It is not the way you think, you understood wrongly " Nedim side.

"What did I understand wrong ? son? What were you doing? Shouldn't you have been divorced by now? You didn't say that she will be out of the house after the baby is born? the baby is gone and you are still playing husband and wife? What is that supposed to mean ??"  Agay said it with an angry in his voice standing in front of his nephew.

"It is not like that uncle I....."Nedim said when his uncle cut him off

"Make a choice boy, do you want this marriage or not? But be careful she is not a good girl or human and you know that very well, she can be very manipulative and will play you, she is the devil child " Agah said

"I know uncle I know" Nedim lowered his head as he talked.

"Then make your choice fast," Agah said putting his hand on Nedim's shoulder and looking in his eyes.

" I know uncle, " said Nadim

'I need some air and to think ' he thought as he out of the palace.

Ceren :

Standing in front of the mirror looking at her reflection, she tried to apply makeup as her tears that fell on her check,

' don't cry, what is the use? what has happened no one needs to find out about it, even if they did who they will they blame? You! it was your fault. you put yourself into this position, if I didn't listen to grandmother and Seniz I Wouldn't be in this situation, there is always something going wrong in my plans, I don't need to feel sorry for myself, I need to Collect myself and pretend nothing had happened and I am good at pretending 'she thought.

" Come on Girl you need to go and see someone, and no more crying you are stronger than that, you have been through more misfortunes than this; you lost your dear baby this is nothing, " she said to her reflection and went out of the room.

Ceren was outside of the red devil room, she opened the door and entered, the red devil was there sitting on her bed looked tense and scared when she saw Cere, her facial expressions changed.

" Is Mrs. Seniz is sad, that is so bad I thought the devil never cry, " Ceren said with mischievous

Smile. Seniz stood up at the girl and side with a smirk:

" Do you think you won? do you think you deceived me, you foolish girl?"

"I know that you didn't win this level, and you couldn't kill Nedim, you wanted me to poison him with my hands, do you think I am like you, a killer? How did you think I will help you? After what did you do my baby? I will never betray Nedim in any case, I owe him that" Ceren said angrily

" Are you stupid, girl? do you think you are a partner to Nedim? did you forget what you did to him? How did you torment him? Do you think Nedim forgot? After he finishes with me it will be your turn? we are in the same boat but you made sure now that you are standing alone, he will use you as my son did, count your days' girl"

"You count them," Ceren said but in her mind the red witch words were true. she believed and trusted Nedim, but he never did or will do the same, and she can't blame him, suddenly the door opened and Nedim got in with eyes full of anger.

Nedim :

He just comes back from outside

'I needed a shower ' he thought.

'He almost solved the problem with his uncle, but how is he going to solve it with Cemre ?' he thought that he better goes up, while he was when going up the stairs he hard Ceren voice comen from Seniz room.

' What is she planing with that devil' when he reached the room he heard the conversation between them.

'So Seniz wants to kill me? That BITCH ' after hearing what he needed to hear, Nedim opened the door with anger flaming from his eyes. He entered and closed the door behind and marched toward Seniz both of the women stumbled backward with fear in their eyes.

"You think you could kill me? you could finish me? The game just started you and your son counts your days" Nedim shouted in Seniz face. then he looked at Ceren

" And you? I prefer to trust the devil but not you" and he went out.

Ceren ran after him calling him

" Nedim wait you don't understand please listen to me"

He ignored her and kept walking, she crossed him and stood in front of him blocking his way

"Nedim, believe me, I did it to save you, she was going to do it with me or without me, she would have killed you, I did it for you only to help you," Ceren said with bleeding eyes looking at his angry face.

"Don't lie to yourself, you did it for your benefit and then found another benefit?"Nedim said

"Believe me I don't care about the money or the palace. I just want my revenge for my baby from the red devil and her son, I swear to you," Ceren said.

"The only thing you want is money, only money is your God, now move from my way'" he pushed her and climbed the stairs.

" Nedim please, Nedim," she said w while tears were falling.

She heard Nurten calling her

"The Agha wants everyone in the hall," Nurten said

"Ok I will come" she wiped her tears and went to the hall

The hot water made his tense muscles relax

' It was a disastrous day, from the morning so many things happened and I can't stop them, and what I heard from Ceren? I don't know can I believe her or not? But she helped me? she was right, Seniz could have killed me with help or not? I never thought that Seniz will go that far' Nedim was in deep thoughts when the door was knocked, it was Nurten telling him that Agha bey wants all of them down in the hall, he told her he will come in10 minutes.

When he reached down all the family were there, he found a spout neer Ceren and stood near her, as he reached her, she jumped from her place like she had an electrical shock and kept a distance between them, he was surprised by her reaction, not only he was surprised, even her mother and brother who were standing near her had the same reaction, even Cenk noticed that. Nedim looked at her but she ignored him and didn't make any reaction to the situation.

Ceren :

'I was going to act as normal as I can, I didn't want to react like this, but my mind and body can't handle being near him, it wants to be as far from him as possible, it is like a defense mechanism.'

' Agha bey was shooting and talk about my sister scandal her fake marriage, everyone was shocked and upset, it was dramatically like a scene from anSope Oprah show; a cheap one-too, I wasn't surprised, because I am who sent it, but I was upset with my sister and her good girl act, crying and all, I don't know where does she bring all these tears from? Does she have a tank or something? And everyone now is falling for it, of course, she gets everything in the end, two guys are fighting for her, mother and brother love, even Agha likes her. She took everything from me. She was the hero of the story and I am the villain 'Ceren though when she heard Cemre talking to her angrily.

"It was you the one who took this video and send it," Cemre said

"What?" Ceren replied angrily

"You did it "

"Yeah, it's always me?"

"Shut up everyone in their room "Aghi shouted.

And everyone was gone.

TO be continued...

[msjr0119]

Cordonian Wags

Part 16 -Backstabber

In a world full of Professional footballers and their demanding wives- can their football team nicknamed the ‘Cordonian Apples’ succeed? An American female physiotherapist joins the club. Will this cause issues with the footballers wives?

*This series is based on The Royal Romance characters who belong to Pixelberry - AU Plot switch*

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******

The alarm was a distant noise, that became louder every second that went by. Snoozing it for a while- Riley knew she had to remove herself from the warm sheets sooner rather than later. Sitting up, Drake pulled her back into bed- snuggling into her.

“Drake, we need to get up.”

“I don’t want to. Five minutes won’t hurt.”

“Drake come on. It’s match day. We can do this after the match.”

“No we can’t. I’ve made plans for us both.”

“What plans?” Suddenly ignoring the fact that they had a busy day, she was intrigued as to what he had planned.

“I’ll tell you if you stay in bed for five more minutes.” She couldn’t ignore that sexy smirk, and charm.

Staying in bed for ten more minutes- they were content in each other’s company. Both secretly hoping that the match would be postponed due to Constantine’s condition. After eating breakfast and getting ready, they headed to Drake’s cabin.

Upon arrival, the door was slightly open ajar. Even with the rush of trying to escape Kiara the previous night- he knew he had locked the door. Checking his pockets he couldn’t find his keys. Holding Riley back as they entered, he didn’t want her to be in any danger. The house hadn’t been ransacked- it was tidy, just as he had left it. Grabbing his suit, they were about to leave to go to the stadium, when the mysterious person walked down the stairs.

“Drake? Bienvenue à la maison... when you slept with me in your truck and gave me your keys I’d have expected you back earlier. Have you still got my thong in your jacket?”

“You are crazy! Get out of my house now!” Holding Riley back, he could feel her tense up- he didn’t want her to come to any harm due to Kiara’s pathological lies.

“Riley, check his jacket. If you don’t believe me. He’s been playing us both- typical footballer. Although you should know all about that.” Patting down his pocket, there was indeed some underwear, throwing it back towards the woman Riley couldn’t cope with anymore hassle.

“Va te faire foutre Kiara. I learnt french incase I needed to have it out with you after your last performance.”

“Mon cher, you still have a lot to learn.”

“Get out of his house now! Or I’m calling the police.” Threatening to call the police with full of rage, Riley wasn’t bluffing.

“Fine, I’ll go. See you later Drakey. I’m looking forward to our reunion. Love you.” Riley turned around watching her leave, gobsmacked that someone had the nerve to anything so ludicrous.

*****

The journey to the stadium was in silence. Arriving there was press outside, snapping pictures of everyone that turned up- attempting to get a scoop regarding the chairman. Exiting the car, Drake kept pleading with her to speak to him - he was tempted to go awol just to get her to talk.

“You know she’s mental. You know I’d never do any of that. Please just talk or nod your head- do something.”

“Oh I know what she’s like. I’ve had her be aggressive towards me remember.”

“I am forever going to feel guilty about that. That was all my fault. For not being able to hide my feelings. But now, we have a future. I chose you. And I will do for the rest of my life.” Forcing her way through the crowd, she ignored him- she needed to forget about the whole situation and concentrate on the match.

“Riley, Wait up!”

“Drake I can’t do this. She’s going to constantly be there. Do you see Xavier stalking us? No. I just can’t deal with this right now. What’s she going to do next? Come and watch us have sex? Whilst she’s around acting like this, I can’t be with you anymore. We are over!”

Breaking news- trouble in paradise for Drake Walker and Riley Brooks. Arriving at the stadium, they exited Mr Walkers car arguing. Not a good start to their relationship.

....

“Why are you all looking at me?” Riley asked as she entered the changing room. Leo showed her the latest tweet- she was now gossip yet again.

“We’ve split up. Well I told him I can’t be with him. I’ll explain later- or he can explain.”

“feliz cumpleaños bebe” Rolling her eyes back, someone must have forgotten to inform him that he had been dismissed. Someone must have forgotten that he had no right to call her baby anymore. She wasn’t his prized possession, she hadn’t been for a long time.

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

“Erm, I’m the manager.” Riley couldn’t wait to wipe that sarcastic smirk off his face. Oh how she wished that someone could record his reaction.

“Not anymore arsehole! Bertrand is. Now get out of my way.”

“Don’t you want a birthday kiss from your husband?”

“I’d rather kiss a cows backside then be close to you!” The team couldn’t stop laughing at the humiliation he had just received. Reading the paper that she forced into his chest- he knew his own father wouldn’t do that to him. Focusing his gaze on Drake, he saw that he was looking down to the floor- avoiding everyone’s gaze after that breaking news tweet.

“What’s up Walker? Women troubles?”

“Don’t fucking start on him. He’s a better man than you’ll ever be!” Leo stood up abruptly, leaving little distance between the two of them.

“Told you she just wanted you for the lust. Did you enjoy it whilst it lasted? I know my wife well. Anyway gentlemen, do us all proud. Do this for Constantine, whoever forged his signature on this paper won’t be so lucky.”

“Drake what happened? You need to tell us so we can help you.”

“We had the most amazing sex, cuddles in bed. I had to collect my suit from home- the door was open. Kiara was there. She told Riley a load of bullshit. She even stole my house keys and planted a thong in my jacket without me noticing. Now Riley has said she can’t be with me anymore. It’s her birthday- she’s stuck with Xavier and Kiara being twats. And is pushing me away.” Liam had recorded what Drake said to them, sending it to Olivia. His wife replied by saying she was going to see Kiara and get rid of her.

******

The players arrived on the pitch, singing the national anthem- Riley nervously watching along side Bastien, Bertrand and Xavier. The atmosphere throughout the stadium was euphoric as it was with the first match.

Welcome to Applewood Stadium again- we are all ready for another win again. My name is Gary Thorpe and I have Marcus Healey along side of me again. There is no update on the chairman’s condition, but I know that the team will do him proud. There are many scandals brewing, but let’s not think about those for now. Drake Walker is missing the match, but I’m sure the Rhys brothers will provide us with a win.

According to sources Gary, Walker should be returning for the next match which will be the first away match. Hopefully he’s had enough physio to return, although I do wonder who will be his physio after the recent breaking news. It’s a slow start unlike the first match, but the Apples have control of the ball.

Captain Leo Rhys nearly creates a head start for the apples, the ball was so close. The opponents are close to Beaumont, they shoot- but also miss. Beaumont rolls the ball to his team mate- Liam Rhys is away, no defenders near him, his brother is right beside him. Oh. Is this the head start they need? Leo Rhys shoots and scores! One nil to the apples.

Marcus, I think the apples need to be grateful for Leo Rhys’s talent. Considering his home life he is still determined to work hard.

Yes I agree, it is know that he and his wife Madeleine have filled for divorce- it is known that he is in a new relationship. Enough talk about Leo Rhys the opponents have the ball, oh, this is so close. The apples need to defend quick, before the opponents score an equaliser. Spoke to soon. Beaumont looks frustrated, that could have easily been saved. The score 1-1.

Stoppage time, six minutes added before the half time whistle blows. Can the apples score another to be winning again? This first half Gary has been frustrating for both sides- there has been so many missed opportunities.

And that’s it. The whistle has been blown. The score 1-1.

The apples new Manager Xavier Lopez has stormed off through the tunnel- a disappointing first half for his first match. Hopefully we can win the second half and keep the clean sheet staying top of the league.

The men all headed back into the dressing room, exhausted and awaiting the berating discussion from Xavier. His face was like thunder- drinking water to keep them all hydrated, he threw his bottle in a frustrated rage- narrowly just missing Riley. She was that used to his rages- natural instinct knew to bend down. Realising he nearly hurt her, he went over to where she was stood- Drakes and Leo’s eyes widened. Leo attempted to calm him down- telling him to ignore the interaction taking place.

“I’m sorry. Are you okay? It’s just frustrating. I’m so sorry.”

“It’s fine. Don’t worry.” Pulling her towards him, she wanted to push him away- but placed her arms around his waist.

“Happy birthday darling. I love you. I’ve got you a present.” Handing her a tiny box, she admired the bracelet that had diamonds around the edge. He had always bought her expensive presents in the past, but this time she felt as if it was just a gesture to buy her back.

“That’s so kind of you. We could go for a drink after the match if you want?” Her baby blues sparkled as they did the first night we met.

“Really?” Providing her with a confused expression- not long before she was criticising him, he wondered why the sudden change of heart.

“Yes, you’re my husband.”

“It’ll be my treat, I love you so much.”

“I suppose I still love you.” Kissing her on the cheek, he turned to the players smirking. Seeing Drake scowling, Xavier had a little laugh to himself.

Xavier didn’t suggest any new tactics and was confident and positive that they will turn the match around and win. The team had all rested- and were ready to have an adrenaline rush in order to keep up their clean sheet.

“How could you do that to Drake? He loves you!” Leo snapped at Riley. Riley just shook her head.

“Don’t tell me what to do Leo, he’s my husband. He’s not signing the papers. I may as well try and fix my marriage. I’m not having Kiara stalk me and Drake. It’s for the best.”

“You are fucking crazy! He killed your baby!” Leo out of character, tried to shake her- to see if she was awake and alert, and not possibly on some type of drug.

“People do make mistakes Leo. Enough about me, you keep on doing a great job.” Oblivious to the fact that Leo was correct, she walked away not wanting to continue this slanging match.

Second half is underway, and ‘the Apples’ manager looks a bit calmer than he did fifteen minutes ago. Taking the early possession again, they launch the first attack. Leo Rhys looks frustrated- I wonder what had happened during half time? He’s losing concentration- this is not good for the Apples.

There’s a corner for The Apples...that was so close. Both teams are having so many missed opportunities, it’s going to be hard to predict a winner. I can see that the both teams are frustrated with their rivals defence. Leo Rhys has tackled a player, oh no this doesn’t look good. What do you think Marcus?

I think Leo wasn’t concentrating, it looks like the player could have possibly broken his leg.

Leo looks upset, but is arguing with the rivals players. If he isn’t careful he could potentially be booked. Oh spoke too soon- Leo Rhys is off. Red card. This is not looking good for the Apples.

A penalty has been awarded to the other team, Beaumont looks nervous.

Goal! 2-1. Beaumont is full of rage, blaming his team mate for giving the opposition a penalty. It’s now up-to Liam Rhys. Can he score an equaliser to get the Apples back in the game?

With ten minutes to go Liam Rhys is near the goal- the opponents defence is lacking. Cleverly he tricks the goalkeeper and scores! Leo Rhys stands up cheering, much to the dislike of his manager.

Into injury time, can the Apples score a stoppage time goal? Possibly Marcus- Liam Rhys has had plenty of chances in the last ten minutes. He deserves a brace.

And that is it Cordonia. Full time result 2-2. A draw is disappointing but both teams definitely deserved a win. Its still the beginning of the season- let’s hope they aren’t too disheartened with the result. Can they keep up the hard work? I sure hope so, especially with Walker hopefully returning for the next match.

Returning inside they all hit the showers, and dressed in their teams suits. Xavier explained that he had an update on Constantine, which caused all the team to provide worried looks towards each other.

“The chairman would like to see everyone separately in the following days. He will contact each of you. For now, go and enjoy your afternoon. Drinks are on me. I won’t be there unfortunately. Enjoy. See you all at training.”

Xavier walked out, waiting for Riley- overhearing the team gossip about him as well as Constantine, he didn’t care.

“Are you ready?” Pulling his wife into his embrace, he had to thank Kiara once he had the time to - their plan worked and he was slowly getting his wife back.

“Yes. Ready to be wined and dined.” Riley saw the press ready to snap a picture of the two of them. Placing a gentle kiss on his cheek, she removed her wedding rings out of her purse and allowed him to place them back on her finger.

*******

The men entered the room, as promised Xavier had put money behind the bar. Olivia arrived making a dramatic entrance- with Kiara, and headed straight towards Drake, Leo, Liam and Lindsey.

“Kiara has something to say to you Drake.” Olivia held the knife towards Kiara’s back, twisting and turning it providing the slightest bit of pain.

“Drake I’m sorry for all the pain I’ve caused you... Olivia you’re hurting me!”

“Carry on bitch!” Olivia wasn’t taking anymore shit from her, she knew none of this was her business but Riley was family. And family stick together.

“I was paid to do what I did this morning. I don’t want to hurt you anymore. Or Riley for that matter. I will leave you alone. I’ve accepted that you are not mine anymore. I wish you both the best.”

“Good girl! Now au revior. Or I’ll stab you properly. If I see your face around here again- get ready Kiki.” Kiara began crying, before she left she informed them all that she was leaving the country. She had Xavier’s money in her bag, that amount of money would set her up for a lifetime if she used it well.

“Thanks Liv, I’m going to head out. I’m not in the mood.”

“Drake, Riley will come back to her senses. Especially now psychopath is out of the picture.”

“No she won’t, Liv. I’ve lost her. But thanks guys.”

*****

Arriving at the restaurant, Riley had second thoughts - she believed she would be spending time with Drake on her birthday.

Xavier became drunk easily, probably down to nerves about being back in the company of his wife, winning her trust and possibly love back.

“So, I’ve ripped up the divorce papers. I want to work on our marriage. Put the past behind us. But I have a document from the lawyer. We both have to sign it, to say we are not getting divorced but instead we need counselling. I need to know that you are going to be the man I fell in love with Xav.”

“Pass the paper here. I don’t care what we have to do to fix our marriage. I will prove to you everything.” Signing the paper without reading it. She lent towards him, hugging him. Returning to her position. He lent in to kiss her on the lips. The kiss felt odd, unusual.

“We will go for the first session next week if you want?” Riley encouraged this suggestion, hoping he would agree.

“Yes. Do you want to come back to mine tonight?” She saw desire in his eyes, feeling slightly guilty- he possibly could have changed. But it would take a long time to gain any trust back.

“Oh I can’t, I promised Lindsey and Bastien that I’d see them. But I could stay after the counselling, depending on how it goes.”

“Yes okay then. I love you Mrs Lopez.”

“I know you do in your own little twisted way.”

They had their meal, and Riley insisted on getting a cab home- promising to text him to let him know she was home.

He rung her shortly after they had departed each other’s company- pouring his love out down the phone. Lying she told him she was home. Hesitantly knocking on the hotel room door, she had hoped that the person would still be awake. Opening the door smiling, her heart fluttered like she was seeing her teenage crush.

“I’ve missed you.” Pulling her towards him, she felt warm again belonging in his arms.

“I’ve missed you too. That was torture. But I’m finally getting divorced. Did Liam and Liv stick to her plan?” Showing him her papers, he picked her up- spinning her around. Kissing her forehead, he held her protectively. Relieved that she was one stamp away from being divorced, and relieved that Kiara had gone awol.

“Yes, she had a knife in Kiara’s back- never mess with Olivia. Kiara has left Cordonia. Our publicity stunt worked. Leo and Lindsey are still pissed off- none of us had the heart to tell them what was going on.” Escorting her into the room, he flung her on to the bed. His hands roamed her body, as he kissed her passionately. The night hadn’t turned out the way which he had planned- but he didn’t care. They were both each other’s and he was going to make it up to her tomorrow - a belated birthday.

“Seeing him with you was torture. Now you’re technically divorced, in the future you could be Mrs Walker.”

“Are you proposing to me?” She winked at him. Knowing he wasn’t, she still imagined what it would be like to be his wife.

“Not yet. But I know what I want in my future and that is you. I love you.”

[narutoscenarios4-life]

Interrupt Me

Yoongi. Angst. 2144 words.

We had it all. We were happy. I was happy. He made me believe in happiness and love when I didn’t. I shouldn’t have listened to him. I should’ve ignored him like I always do with any boy. But that wasn’t the case with him. Loving someone that much is toxic. Being loved that much is suffocating.

It’s been a few days after it happened. He became distant but I knew it was because of work and I respected his work and his space. So, I gave time but then he stopped coming all together. I still texted made sure he ate, visited him. At first, he apologised to me for not coming home then slowly he told me to stop coming. Then he stopped answering my phone calls. Then the texting stopped. He’d still come on weekends at night but not a lot would happen. Just me talking about my week and trying to have a conversation and him ignoring me. A whole month and I kept quiet. But I was lonely. It was breaking me. The lonely, sleepless nights were the scariest. I went back to my old habits. Smoking, not eating and leaving the house at night to avoid the emptiness that fills the room. Until the day you came home at night and didn’t find me. The day we had our first serious fight in three years.

 “Where the fuck were you? I kept calling you the whole fucking time! Since when do you leave the fucking house at two fucking a.m.?”

“Since you stopped coming to this house Yoongi. Since you stopped talking to me. Look I don’t want to fight over this please. I’m exhausted and I’m sure you are too. So, let’s just go to sleep and ignore each other like we always do. Ok?”

 “Are you fucking serious right now? I come home expecting you to be here sleeping or watching a movie not out doing god knows what? And what the fuck is that? If it’s what I think it is I swear to god I’m gonna lose my shit right now!” He said pointing to at the packet of cigarettes in my hand. I slowly tried to hide my hands behind me. I didn’t want him to think that broke my promise. I didn’t want him to think that was weak. 

 “Yoongi, please let’s drop this. I’m already fed up with all the shit that’s been going on and I can’t handle it anymore please.” I said. I know avoiding it is not the best solution but I can tell how furious he was and I don’t want to put up with it because I’ll just break down.

“Oh really? What shit? Please do tell. What kind of shit are you dealing with that’s making you act like a fucking idiot? Ha? Please do amuse me your highness” His voice was only getting louder. each word stabbing me in the heart. I turned around, wanting to leave before it goes out of hand. 

“No, you’re not. No, you are fucking not leaving the house at this time AGAIN. Oh, my fucking god, I feel like I’m going to fucking explode! Jesus just fucking tell me who the fuck it is? Who are you sleeping with?” He said clenching his fists and tensing his jaw trying to calm himself down. I stared at him in disbelieve. I should be saying this. But I’m not saying it because I trust him. I should be mad but I’m not because I respect his work and personal space. I should be feeling angry towards him but I don’t because I understand that I need to be patient. But this is too much. Why is it turning against me? I couldn’t help but laugh. Laugh at how stupid I feel. Laugh at how this turned against me. Laugh because this is what I get for loving someone that doesn’t care. Someone who’s selfish.

“What the fuck is wrong with you? You’re fucking laughing in my fucking face when you’re going behind my back cheating and breaking promises?! I shouldn’t have trusted you god I’m so stupid! This is what I get for working hard? when things go hard on me you just go to another one ha? Live your life and enjoy it to the fullest you whore when I’m working my ass off!” I just stared at him when he finished talking. He was pacing around the room. Punching walls, breaking my furniture and cursing at everything. I waited until he stopped. He was gripping his hair breathing heavily. 

“Are you done breaking my shit? Are you done accusing me with shit that never happened? Because I am. I am Yoongi. I am so done with this shit. You have no idea what I’m going through every day because of you. I can’t sleep, I can’t eat and yes, I’m smoking again. Not because I want to but because I have to. Because I know If I don’t calm myself down I know I’ll do something bad. You’re making it so hard to work this out. I’m staying out of your way because I don’t want to be clingy like you always tell me If I text you or call you more than two times a day. But I dealt with it. I was ok when you stopped coming home because I trusted you and I know you’re working hard and I know it’s just for a few months. I’m ok with losing myself if it means I can be with you a few more days. but I’m not ok with this being my fault and turning against me. I-I” I couldn’t even finish what was saying because I kept sobbing. I felt hands being wrapped around me quickly.

“Breathe babe, breathe. I’m sorry just forget this. C’mon breathe for me please.” He tried calming me down but I couldn’t think straight. My anxiety attacks can be a pain in the ass. I could barely breathe when I break down. He helped me deal with it and this is my fist anxiety attack after three years. I pushed him away from me. 

“N-no, no Yoongi. Fuck off. F-fuck you. just, go” I said panting slowly calming down. He tried hugging me again but I pushed his hands away. 

“I can’t leave you like this now. Please. I was angry ok? I’m sorry, let’s just calm you down. C’mon” 

“No. Don’t worry about me. I can handle this. You were never here anyway when I tried reaching out to you. So yes, you can leave me like this. I’ve dealt with this shit before without you. I don’t need you anymore. I never even had an anxiety attack when you weren’t here. I just take a walk to calm myself and come home and pass out.” He just looked at me. I can tell he was guilty because he let his anger take over him. 

“Let’s take a break.” I said reaching for my cigarettes. I’ll probably have another breakdown if I don’t calm down. 

“No. I don’t want to take a break. We’re fine. This is normal. All couples fight. What are you talking about? You’re just tired you don’t-you don’t know what you’re talking about.” He said looking at me with pleading eyes almost as if he’s convincing me that I don’t mean it. 

“I need time for myself. And I’m sure you need time as well. You still have to work hard. I just need time to collect myself.” I explained. Depression was eating me alive. I wanted to be with him when I’m happy, I don’t want to burden him with my mental illness.

“I’m supposed to help you. I’m supposed to be with you helping you through it. Please I can’t leave you alone now. I know what you can do when you’re alone” he said holding my face with his hands. 

 “But you don’t understand Yoongi. I’ve been dealing with myself ever since you stopped coming home. You already left me alone. I already did the things that not supposed to do” I lifted up my hand to show him my cigarette. 

 “It’s for the best. Let’s just give each other a few days. That’s all. I’ll be back better than ever. I promise babe” I said lightly kissing the corner of his mouth. His stare lingered. But he slowly nodded his head. He leaned and kissed me before collecting himself and leaving me with my thoughts.

 And three days later, I was at his door with breakfast in my hands. All I needed was time to sort myself out. I knew this was the best thing to do. I couldn’t help grinning at the thought of his reaction. He’ll be surprised that’s for sure and hopefully happy. What I didn’t expect to see was him kissing another woman. The women that was supposed to only be asking for his help for her album, not shoving her tongue down his throat.

 “What the actual fuck Yoongi” I said throwing the breakfast in my hand at them. I looked at the women that was now covered with coffee, she quickly hid behind Yoongi. I looked at her pathetic state and shook my head.

“Babe I-I- “ 

“Save it Yoongi. I can’t believe I was going through hell the past three days and here you are. We’re over.” I said leaving not wanting to hear another word.

“No. Listen to me she was just confused and kissed me. Nothing happened I promise. Baby please.” He said pulling at my arm and dragging me back to his room. I saw the bitch crawling out of the room. I marched towards her and Yoongi was quick to grab and pull me away from her.

“Let me go, Yoongi. right. now.” I said trying to pry myself from his arms.

“It’s not worth it. I promise you. Baby come on, let her go. This is about us not her” he pulled me away from her until she was out of the door.

“You really come at the worst times.” He said chuckling. Probably trying to lighten the mood up.

“I’m not even sad. I’m just disappointed.” I said ignoring his smile that dropped when I spoke.

“I came here to sort things between us and I find you kissin- “

“I wasn’t! I fucking wasn’t. I promise you! She had a break down and I comforted her and she just kissed me ok? I didn’t expect it. I swear baby”

“I believe you. I do. I’m mad at myself because I do but it still hurts. You could’ve prevented this. Couldn’t you?” I said sitting down. I felt empty. It was too much. I always fought for this relationship but maybe it wasn’t meant to be. We weren’t meant to be.

“I ca-”

“Don’t even think about saying it. Don’t speak. I know what you’re thinking about. I know you. Just please hush darling. You don’t mean it. You just said that believed me. You trust me, right? You’re not the only one that had a hard time the past three days. Do you know how hard it is to let you face your depression on your own? Do you know how many times I went to your house and just stared at it? You barely had the lights on. You barely moved around the house. You used to never sit down. When I come home, I’d see your shadow, just moving from every corner. You loved it. Can’t we go back to the way it was?” He was panicking again. I want to go back to the way it was. Him coming home at six. Having dinner together. Watching a movie or taking a bath. Making love. I want it back. I want to be happy again. With him.

“It won’t be the same, Yoongi. You know that as well.” Pulling myself together. I stood up and headed towards the door. Of course, he’ll stop me. He wouldn’t let it go.

“You can’t just leave me. No. I won’t allow it. I want our happiness back. Please. I won’t let you go. I know you love me. Baby please. I don’t know what to do without you. You’ve been patient with me. You took care of me. You literally fed me when I didn’t want to eat. You picked me up when I was down. I want that back. I want to help you as well. I was so lost without you. I just drowned myself with work so I could distract myself from you.” He was the one having a breakdown now. His hand over his mouth, his knees on the ground. He sobbed. I sobbed with him. We both were holding each other like we’re going to disappear if we don’t.  

“We’ll work it out. I promise”