#can’t wait till the anesthesia wears off

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[you-call-it-a-dude]

I just got my wisdom teeth out today. So please enjoy this old Bechloe fic from my fanfiction.net account about Beca getting her wisdom teeth out! Not all my stories from ff.net have been moved to ao3 so if you’re interested feel free to check them out here

Words of Wisdom

"Beca, I know you're nervous, but please stop bouncing your leg. You're shaking the whole car." Chloe said, reaching across the center console to put her hand on Beca's knee to steady it.

"I'm not nervous." Beca replied, gripping Chloe's hand tightly. "I just- aren't I too old to be getting my wisdom teeth out? That shit happens when you're like twenty."

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"That's true. You are. But because you don't know how to stop eating Reese Cups, you keep getting cavities in your wisdom teeth and I'm sure our insurance is very annoyed with how many fillings you've gotten the past two years. So now it's going to be all taken care of!" She gave Beca's knee a reassuring squeeze before returning it to the wheel to turn into the parking lot of the dentist's office. She pulled into a spot relatively close to the entrance and killed the ignition. She grabbed a book from the backseat and tucked it into her purse before getting out of the car. She was about to lock the door before she realized Beca hadn't got out of the car. She made her way to the passenger side and saw her wife in the seat with her arms crossed. She threw open the door and placed her hands on her hips. "I'm going to count to three, Rebecca. We already have two children, I don't need you acting like a third one."

"I'm not Frankie. That doesn't work on me." The redhead cocked her eyebrow at Beca, accepting the challenge.

"One…" Beca kept her gaze forward, refusing to look at her wife. "Two…" She snuck a glance at Chloe and saw her sporting her 'mom face'. She was getting a little bit nervous. "Two and a half…Don't make me get to three." The brunette refused to back down. Chloe just sighed loudly. "Three." Before Beca knew it, two strong hands were grabbing her by her biceps and literally dragging her out of the car. Chloe slammed the door and locked it before Beca could try and get back in. "Seriously, Beca. I don't have time for this. Please just cooperate." Beca let out and exaggerated sigh and grumbled.

"Fine." Chloe beamed a big smile and linked her arm with Beca's, leading her into the dentist's office.

Once they checked in, Chloe filled out Beca's forms because the brunette had absolutely no idea how to answer those questions. Just as Chloe handed the clipboard to the woman at the front desk, the dental hygienist called out Beca's name. Chloe kissed her wife's cheek. Beca stood up and looked down at Chloe.

"You're not coming?" She asked with a pout on her face.

"She can be with you until you fall asleep." The hygienist interjected politely. Chloe smiled and stood up. She put her hand on Beca's lower back and gave her a little push in the direction on the room.

The hygienist led them to the room Beca's surgery would be performed in. She instructed both girls to take a seat and Chloe shot Beca a stern look when the brunette attempted to sit in the chair that was meant for her. She pointed to the dental chair and Beca sighed in defeat as she slid in the chair. Chloe reached over and grabbed Beca's hand, squeezing it for reassurance. The oral surgeon walked in a few minutes later. He was a gentleman who looked to be in his early fifties. He shook both of their hands, introduced himself as Doctor Camden, and pulled up his stool.

"Alright, Mrs. Mitchell. I'm going to be taking out all four of your wisdom teeth. Luckily they aren't impacted, so it should be a relatively easy procedure. We can even keep you awake for it if you'd like."

"I wouldn't." Beca said curtly, making Doctor Camden laugh.

"Okay then. I'll give you local anesthesia and twilight sedation as opposed to general anesthesia. Does that sound okay?" Beca was too nervous to ask questions so she just nodded in agreement.

"I'm sorry, what does all that mean?" Chloe asked respectfully.

"Local anesthesia will numb up her gums. I'll apply a numbing gel to the area first, and then I'll inject it into her gums, just like when getting a cavity filled. Twilight sedation is a very light form of general anesthesia. We will give it to her through an IV and she'll fall asleep. She won't feel any pain and she wont remember the procedure. She'll still be out of it when she wakes up, but we won't have to monitor her breathing like we would if she was under general because she wouldn't be completely out. I hope that answers your question."

"It does. Thank you."

"How about we get started then." Doctor Camden washed his hands thoroughly before putting on a pair of latex gloves. "I do apologize Mrs. Mitchell, but I'm going to have to ask you to step out now."

"Of course." Chloe stood up and pressed a kiss to Beca's head. "I'll be waiting for you. You're okay, baby. I love you." Beca frowned and watched her wife leave the room.

"Shall we begin?" Beca nodded and sat back, letting the hygienist clip that crappy paper bib around her neck. The surgeon began to lower the chair and Beca gripped the arms tightly.

Beca's had her fair share of cavities. Too many cavities are why she's in this predicament. But, Beca can't handle pain. You would think someone in and out of the emergency room as much has her would be used to it by now, but that's not the case. She secretly likes to blame it on her girls, mostly Chloe. Saying they've made her soft and Chloe babying her when she's hurt makes her mind think it's okay to be a wimp blah blah. In reality, the brunette has always been this way, but now she has someone to blame it on.

Once her mouth was numbed up and it was kicking in, Doctor Camden felt around the top of Beca's left hand, looking for a vein. He kept his thumb over the vein he would insert the needle in and cleaned the area. Beca gritted her teeth and cringed as the needle went in and sighed in relief when she actually felt no pain. He taped the needle in to keep it in place.

"Okay, Beca. IV is in and you should start feeling sleepy, okay?" Beca nodded. She could feel her eyes getting heavy.

"My hand hurts." She mumbled.

"Hold on, I'll fix that." He readjusted the tape and upped to dosage a bit, knowing it would be difficult for her to fall asleep if her hand was bothering her. "Better?"

"Ye-" Beca mumbled out the rest of her sentence. Doctor Camden had no idea what was said, but he caught the beginning of the word 'yes' before Beca knocked out.

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Chloe sat anxiously in the waiting room. She brought a book from home to read, but she kept getting distracted by texts from Aubrey. The blonde was sending Chloe updates on Frankie and Callie, but was also expressing the excitement of seeing Beca coming of her anesthesia. Aubrey and Beca have buried the hatchet years ago, but they have a very playful and teasing relationship that Stacie and Chloe find amusing. Aubrey just sent Chloe a picture of Frankie and Callie on the couch, watching The Little Mermaid. The eight month old was sitting comfortably between Frankie's legs and Frankie had her arms wrapped securely around Callie. She pouted at the cuteness and quickly made that photo her new lock screen. Just as she put her phone back into her purse and was ready to pull her book out (thinking she still had a ways to go because it has only been forty-five minutes), Doctor Camden came out of the room.

"Mrs. Mitchell?" Chloe looked up and smiled at him.

"Finished already?" She grabbed her and Beca's coat and stood up.

"Oh yes. All four of her wisdom teeth grew in perfectly straight so it was fairly easy." He spoke and he led Chloe to the room Beca was in. "She's just waking up now so she might be a little groggy and goofy. I want her to stay here for thirty minutes, just till the sedation wears off a little. Then you can be on your way." He opened the door for Chloe and she thanked him as she entered the room. He shut the door to the room once Chloe entered.

She could see the back of Beca's head. The brunette was rocking her head side to side and making a noise similar to a whine. She sat on the chair next to the dental chair and draped the coats on her lap. When she finally got to look at Beca's face, she couldn't help but smirk a bit. Beca had her eyes closed, still rocking her head side to side as if she were dancing to her own whines. Her cheeks were huge and she could see the gauze stuffed in her cheeks. Chloe took this opportunity to take a quick photo before she placed her hands on Beca's knee to get her attention. The brunette cracked one eye open and looked at Chloe.

"Hi, chipmunk." Chloe said as she bit back a laugh. Beca opened her other eye and smiled at Chloe for a moment before her face dropped in confusion. She reached up and touched her cheek, furrowing her eyebrows. She trailed her fingers across her cheek to her mouth, touching the gauze. "Leave it in there, baby." She looked up at Chloe as she gripped the gauze between her thumb and index finger, ready to pull it out. "Beca, I'm serious." She grabbed Beca's hand and pulled it from her mouth.

"I need to take it out!" She attempted to shout, but it came out tired and muffled. She pouted and lifted her hand up to touch Chloe's face. "You're so pretty, babe. Are you a parking ticket? Because fine." Chloe threw her head back and laughed at Beca's failed attempt at a pick up line. "I wanna get up." The brunette started to turn in her spot, ready to roll off the chair. Chloe put her hands out and grabbed Beca's hips to keep her there.

"You need to stay in the chair, Beca." Beca turned back onto her back and smirked.

"I'll stay if you give me a kiss."

"I can't kiss you right now. Please just stay in your seat for me? I'll love you forever."

"Oh god! That's even better! I'll stay in my seat." Chloe grabbed Beca's hand and kissed lightly over her Band-Aid.

"Good girl. Thank you." Beca smiled and looked lovingly at Chloe.

"I love you, red panda."

"I love you, too." She placed a soft kiss to Beca's temple.

"Chlo, I really love you." She looked up at Chloe with watery eyes.

"Beca, baby. Please don't cry. I love you too."

"Yeah, but I just love you, Chloe." Chloe pushed hair from Beca's face.

"I know, sweetheart. I know." Just as Beca was about to respond, there was a knock on the door. "Come in!" Doctor Camden entered the room holding some paperwork and a packet with an oral syringe.

He stood at the desk with the computer and began highlighting things on the paper. Beca began humming and singing loudly to herself so Chloe stood up and made her way to the surgeon so she could hear him explaining things. He started to explain to Chloe how to clean her gums, things Beca can and can't eat for the time being and everything that Chloe needs to know to take care of Beca.

"Babe!" Chloe turned her head when Beca called out for her. She saw the brunette holding one of her bloody gauze in her left hand.

"Beca, I told you not to touch those." By now Doctor Camden saw Beca had taken the gauze from her mouth excused himself to get more.

"Catch!"

"Beca don't you dare!" Beca attempted to throw the gauze, but instead of letting it go mid-air, she let her arm go through the motions of throwing and let the gauze go when her hand was inches from the floor. "Rebecca, quit it." Chloe said through gritted teeth. Doctor Camden returned moments later and quickly inserted the gauze into her mouth.

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Chloe finally got Beca home. After the whole gauze fiasco and Beca dubbing herself as 'speed racer' when one of the hygienists wheeled her out to the car. Getting Beca out of the car was a lot easier than getting her in the car. Beca was eager to get inside and take a nap. She spent the whole car ride telling Chloe how she was going to 'nap so hard she was going to wake up needing another nap'. When she led Beca into the house through the garage, Frankie immediately ran up to Beca and hugged her legs. Beca looked down at her daughter and smiled.

"Hi mama! Why your face like that?" Beca looked up and Chloe with a worried expression on her face.

"What's wrong with my face?"

"Ah, I thought I heard you, Beca." Aubrey came into the room with Callie in her arms. Beca gave a lazy solute.

"General." She leaned down a bit to get eye level with Callie. "Hi, chunky monkey." Callie furrowed her eyebrows and gave Beca a dirty look. "Hmm. Tough crowd."

"She's probably wondering why your cheeks look like hers." Aubrey said, adjusting Callie when she started getting fussy.

"Where's Stace?" Beca asked, looking around the kitchen.

"In here Becs!" She heard Stacie shout from the family room. Beca pointed in that direction and unsteadily walked into the family room. Stacie was sitting on the couch with her legs propped up on one of Frankie's toys. The taller brunette was now seven months pregnant and she just looked over it. Beca plopped down next to her best friend and smiled wide, making bloody drool slip from the corners of her mouth.

"Ew, Mama B. That's gross." Stacie grabbed a baby wipe from the package resting next to her on the arm of the couch and she wiped the drool away gently.

"You're so nice to me, Stacie. I love you." Beca said tearfully. She laid her head on Stacie's shoulder and sniffled. Stacie patted Beca's head softly.

"Okay, Becs. I love you, too."

"Can I take a nap on your boobs?" Stacie shrugged her shoulder nonchalantly, scrolling through her phone. Beca shifted so she was lying comfortably on Stacie's chest. Stacie continued to absentmindedly play with her best friend's hair while she looked through Facebook. When she noticed the smaller brunette starting to drool she carefully placed a baby wipe on her shirt, under Beca's mouth.

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Beca had been sleeping on Stacie's chest for around thirty minutes. She was snoring loudly in Stacie's ear, but she didn't really care. She had been really hormonal lately and found comfort in cuddling with her best friend. Frankie came running into the family room around this time, Callie crawling behind her as fast as her little hands and legs can take her. Frankie stood between Stacie's legs and patted on her knees.

"Aunt Cee, mommy says lunch time!" The toddler said excitedly. Stacie pushed some stray hairs out of her niece's face.

"Is it? Did she tell you what we are having? Cause your little cousin is making me really picky." Frankie nodded and put her hand on Stacie's baby bump.

"Uh huh! Mommy said," Frankie paused and scrunched up her face, trying to remember what her mom told her. ", she said floppy hoes." Stacie laughed loudly, jostling Beca and making her jolt awake. She wiped the drool off her face and stared tiredly at Stacie.

"What's so funny that you laughed loud enough to shake the earth?" Beca asked, slightly annoyed.

"Frankie, tell mama what mommy made for lunch."

"Floppy hoes!" She said confidently, throwing her hands in the air. Callie finally made it to the couch and giggled at her silly older sister.

"I don't think that's right, kiddo." Beca said groggily, wincing at the pain she felt in her mouth.

"Thank you for relaying that message, Franny. Your mama and I will be there in a minute."

"Okay!" She jumped and ran out of the room and back to the kitchen, leaving Callie on the floor with a pout on her face. The baby sighed dramatically and began crawling towards the kitchen, smacking her hands on the hardwood loudly as she did so. Beca guessed that was her version of stomping away angrily.

"Let's go, chipmunk. I have floppy hoes to eat." Stacie said, laughing lightly as she shoved Beca off the couch. "I need your help getting off the couch though." Beca stood up and held both her hands out for Stacie. The taller brunette gripped them and Beca yanked her up, expertly avoiding getting impaled by her pregnant belly.

Beca groggily followed Stacie into the kitchen. Aubrey stood up to make sure Stacie got into her seat okay. Chloe stood up and grabbed Beca's hand, leading her to the kitchen sink. She pulled out the packet the papers the doctor gave her as well as the oral syringe. She read the packet to herself and grabbed the box of salt from the cabinet and filled a bowl with warm water. She added the salt to the water and filled the syringe with the salt water. She carefully pulled out the gauze and flushed her gums. Once her mouth was clean, she gave her some ibuprofen. Beca took her seat next to Frankie and the redhead set a bowl of applesauce in front of her. Beca groaned in displeasure and looked up at Callie who seemed jealous that Beca got applesauce and she was eating pureed carrots and buttered noodles.

"I'll trade you, Callie Cat. Actually, you can keep the carrots." Callie smiled at Beca and the spoonful of carrots that Chloe just fed her came spilling out of her cheeks.

All the girls sat around the table and enjoyed their lunch of sloppy Joes. Chloe talked about how Beca acted after her surgery and the brunette rolled her eyes and refused to believe it. Stacie told Aubrey and Chloe about Frankie calling their lunch 'floppy hoes' and when the toddler saw it made everyone laugh, she began to repeat it. That earned her a scolding from Chloe and a 'mom look' from Beca because was too damn tired and in too much pain to discipline.

After lunch was finished, Aubrey decided it was time for them to head home. She knew both Stacie and Beca were exhausted at this point and wanted them both to get some rest. Once they all said their goodbyes, Chloe flushed out Beca's gums again and replaced the gauze in her mouth.

"Becs, would you be opposed to napping down here? I want to be able to take care of you, but the girls won't be happy being confined upstairs. I'll try really hard to keep them quiet."

"Babe, I'm so tired I could sleep comfortably on a rock." Beca tiredly shuffled over to the couch, ready to lie down.

"Wait!" Chloe put her hand on Beca's shoulders to stop her. "Sleep on the recliner. Just for now. I was reading that it's good to keep your head upright." Beca just nodded and made her way to the recliner, pressing the button to raise the footrest, but keeping the top half of her body upright. Chloe grabbed a blanket from the linen cabinet and covered Beca up. Beca mumbled a half-assed 'goodnight' and fell asleep.

Chloe was able to keep the girls quiet for about forty-five minutes. They could only stay interested in Frozen for so long, especially when they had a sleeping and hurting mom to bug. Frankie, being the instigator she is, decided that she needed to be sitting on Beca's lap in order to enjoy the movie quietly. Frankie climbed on to the recliner and sat herself on Beca's lap. Because Callie was basically Frankie's shadow at this point, she crawled her way over to Beca's chair, started smacking on the arm of it and began whining. Chloe sprung up from her spot on the couch and picked up Callie. The tiny redhead immediately began squirming and started to cry.

"Shh, Callie. Mama is sleeping. Come sit on my lap." Chloe sat back down and nestled Callie on her lap. The baby didn't like it at all and she reached her arms out towards her sleeping mama. "Alright. Jesus." Chloe stood up and tiptoed to Beca. She carefully pulled back the blanket a bit and placed Callie under it, tucking part of it between the sides of the chair to create a pouch. Beca cracked an eye open at the movement and instinctively wrapped her arms around both her girls.

"I've got them." Beca mumbled sleepily. She absentmindedly began to rub both Frankie and Callie's arms softly with her fingertips, making both of them drowsy. "If they're falling asleep, turn that fuckin movie off." She added after fifteen minutes. Chloe grabbed the Xbox remote and exited out of the DVD playing. She opened Netflix and browsed through it, settling on watching Parks and Rec. She turned down the volume and snuggled back into the couch. "Will you turn the light off, too?" Beca said not even a minute after Chloe got comfortable. The redhead sighed and stood up, making her way over to the light switch and shutting it off.

"Anything else before I sit back down, babe?"

"I need a kiss." Beca said with her eyes still closed, but Chloe could see her smiling around her gauze. She bit her lip and made her way over to Beca, pressing light kisses all over her face, making her sigh contently. She also placed a kiss on both Callie and Frankie's forehead. Both girls were now sleeping comfortably on Beca's lap. The redhead made her way back to the couch and sprawled out, enjoying not having to share the space. "Hey, Chlo?" Beca asked a few minutes later, startling Chloe.

"Yeah, baby?"

"I love you so much, dude." She said, with a slight whine in her voice. Chloe chuckled and looked over at Beca, who somehow managed to fully knock out in the span of about two seconds.

"I love you, too, Bec."

[birdy-bat-writes]

Forever Love

Word count: 2k

Description: Wally and Dick have loved eachother for a long time. They've said it a few times. How long before they can admit that it's not as friends?

A/N: Happy holidays friends! Dear @river-bottom-nightmare Hi! I'm your secret santa😙😙 so I present to you, a birdflash Fic! I hope you love it!

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The first time Wally told Dick he loved him was when he and Bruce had a fight. Dick thought he wanted to be alone and turned off his phone, his emergency trackers, everything. He didn't want to be found and he wasn't going to be found. At least that's what he thought. He sat alone on the floor of a Star City back alley and played the words in his head over and over. "When we're out there, you're not my son. You're my partner! If you can't be there when I need you, you don't need to be Robin!" He knows that me messed up, but the mission went fine in the end. He didn't make excuses; he knew his head wasn't in the game but that's just what happens when you're fighting alongside the Titans and balancing that with Dynamic Duo duties. Dick was already harder on himself than Bruce ever could be about it, but he never thought he'd have to hear the words "you're not my son." Is that all he is to Bruce? A crime fighting partner? Then the tears started to fall. The thoughts rang in his head like church bells over the sound of city traffic. It was all too much. Dick thought he wanted to be alone but now...maybe not. I should go ba-

"Hey." Dick looked up to find his favorite red head looking down at him with a soft expression. Civies, smoking sneakers and green eyes. "You okay?" Wally sat down beside him and Dick abandoned all thoughts of leaving.

"How'd you find me?"

"Well, I'm me, and you're you. Not that difficult."

"I turned my trackers off..." Dick was really taking this one hard. No wisecracks, no sarcasm. It wasn't like the other fights he had with Bruce and Wally could tell.

"I knew you wouldn't be in Metropolis or Smallville because you don't want a hug from Superman, you weren't in the mood to talk yet so not Central City, and Star City has the ice cream parlor you like, which is where we're going after I fix this." Wally gestured to Dick's teary eyes. Dick looked up to face Wally for just a second. His smile brought a type of comfort that Dick forgot existed. "What happened?"

"He doesn't want me anymore, Wally."

"Bruce?" Dick just nodded, knowing he couldn't speak the words without choking up. Wally put a comforting arm around his friend's shoulder. "He said, 'when we're out there, you're not my son. You're my partner.' And that I shouldn't be fighting by his side if I can't be there for him all the time."

“That’s not fair of him. You were with the Titans today. He knows that right?”

“He knows, he just doesn’t care.” Dick choked on his words at the end but pushed himself to continue speaking. “Wally, I’m just a teammate to him, to everyone. I’m not his son, I don’t even know how many people actually care about me when the masks are off.”

“Hey, hey…don’t say that. Maybe B acts like an emotionally stunted block of ice, but I know he loves you. Of course, it doesn’t excuse what he said, but you need to know that with masks on or off, we are all your friends. Donna, Garth, Roy, and… me too. You’re like family for us. We love you. I… I love you.” Dick felt his heart clench. He hadn’t heard those words in a long time and couldn’t help but jump right into Wally’s arms for a very tight hug. Wally’s arms felt like home and he never wanted to let go. Wally felt the remaining tears Dick’s eyes soak into his jacket and pulled him tighter. Without pulling even an inch away, Dick asked,

“Wally?”

“Yeah?”

“I love you too.” They felt each other’s cheeks raise in smiles against the other’s shoulders.

“Glad to hear it, now how about that ice cream?”

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The second time Wally had told Dick that he loved him was later that year, in the dark of a hospital room well after visiting hours were over. Dick now donned a blue and black suit, accompanied by the moniker of Nightwing. Wally was now the new Scarlet Speedster. Unfortunately, even speedsters couldn’t escape the pain of cavities. Wally was in recovery after a root canal surgery and he wasn’t happy about it.

Wally couldn’t help but worry about the things that could go wrong if the Flash took a day off. Dick on the other hand was more worried about how Wally would fare in surgery. With a metabolism like his, he’d burn through the anesthesia in minutes, and be awake for the rest of the surgery.

“Oh, come on, Dick. I don’t have anesthetics when we’re out being shot at. This will be a piece of cake, so don’t worry, okay?”

When Wally awoke, the whole surgery was complete. He wasn’t in pain either. That’s odd. How-? Oh. Dick. What did he do now? Just then a nurse walked in.

“Oh good, Dear. You’re awake.”

“Uh… Yeah. What did I miss while I was out?” His voice was muffled by the useless cotton balls in his mouth. The nurses couldn’t have known but he was already healed. 4 hours of sleep and speedster healing will do that to you.

“Well, it’s quite an interesting day in Central City. A few blocks down, Nightwing stopped a robbery and helped a family of ducks cross the street.”

“He- he did what? He’s still here?” Wally asked, baffled.

“Oh yes! He seems to have taken over for the Flash today. He’s on TV right now.” Wally scrambled to get the remote. The first thing he saw on the news was Nightwing being interviewed by Iris West-Allen.

“Well Mrs. West, I love helping out my teammates, and besides, I could always use an excuse to visit Central City.” Nightwing flashed his signature smile right into the camera like he knew Wally was watching. This dude… I thought I told him to go back to Gotham… Why do I even try? Wally thought to himself, shaking his head and smiling at his friend’s antics.

Visiting hours had passed and Wally’s parents had just left. He was contemplating sneaking out to get more food when he heard a gentle thud by the window. One that he’d heard a thousand times before.

“Dick, you could have used the front door.”

“Where’s the fun in that?”, Dick responded. “How are you?”

“Hungry. Hospital portion sizes will be the death of me.”

“Well, it’s a great thing that your best friend is as thoughtful as he is handsome.” Dick emptied a plethora of snacks from his backpack on Wally’s bed.

“And this is why I love you.” Wally said it casually, but Dick’s heart skipped a beat anyway. It got him thinking again. He really shouldn’t have worried as much as he did, but he couldn’t help it. He never can when it comes to Wally. “So, what exactly did you put in my drink before the surgery?” Wally asked between mouthfuls of food.

“Specially designed anesthetic to knock you out for 5 hours. Courtesy of a few friends at S.T.A.R. Labs.”

“You spoil me.”

“I didn’t want you to be in pain.”

“I appreciate that.” Wally’s voice was sweeter now. “You didn’t have to go through the trouble, you know.”

“I know. I wanted to.”

“Aww, were you worried about me?”

“I always worry about you. I love you.” It was a sincere, genuine confession that made both their hearts race a little more. Wally mustered the courage to say one more thing. Something that meant the world to both him and Dick.

“You know when I was going under the anesthetic?”

“Yeah?”, Dick replied.

“I was still awake when you held my hand.” Dick grinned in response.

“I know.”, He said. Wally looked up in question. “You held on tighter when I was about to let go, and I knew you were still awake.” The blushes on their cheeks glowed brighter.

“Yeah, well… don’t let go next time then.”

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The next time they confessed was on Wally’s 18th Birthday, one month later. A party was planned with a few close friends and family at Wally’s house, but unfortunately, the icy November rain had other plans. Ice laced every road that wasn’t flooded.

Needless to say, Wally was a little disappointed. No one would be coming. Heck, he couldn’t even leave his own house. Dick was still in Gotham getting ready to leave for the party when he heard of the extreme weather in Central City. Knowing the party would most likely be cancelled, he decided to call in a favor.

Wally was sitting in his room when he received Dick’s rather ominous text message. “Get to your balcony.” He listened. He walked up and saw… nothing.

“Um, Dick, what am I looking for exactly?”, he messaged back. Then he heard the whir of the engines and the pressure release on the plane doors.

“You’re looking for me in an invisible plane!”, Dick shouted.

“Is that Wonder Woman’s?!”

“Yeah! Get on.” Wally climbed aboard. He was awestruck. Dick saw the look on Wally’s face and answered the question Wally couldn’t manage to ask.

“Donna owed me a favor, and Diana thinks I’m adorable. I can get away with anything. Now buckle up.”

“Where are we going?”

“It’s a surprise.” Dick flew Wally up to the Titans Tower where every superhero friend of theirs was there. There were 6 cakes, 2 of them being just for Wally. It was just perfect. Wally cut a slice of cake and brought it out to Dick on the terrace. Against the chilly New York winds, the music inside sounded faint and distant.

“I know you’ve swung around Gotham in the winter in your underwear, but you should still wear a jacket when it’s cold out.”, Wally chimed. “Cake?”

“Thank you very much.” Dick said, taking the plate from his hands.

“Hey, thank you for all of this. Its more than perfect.”

“Don’t mention it, Wall. It’s what I’m for. I’m never going to pass up an opportunity to wipe cake frosting on your nose.” Wally’s heart swelled, seeing Dick smile at him like that. His baby blue eyes had Wally mesmerized.

“Yeah! Just you wait ’till your birthday, I’m getting a whole extra cake to shove in your face.”

“I’ll be waiting.”, Dick chuckled out. “So, I have your present here.” Dick held up a small box and handed it to Wally. “Open it.” Wally undid the red ribbon on the box and lifted the lid to reveal a small coin, the size of a penny with a Flash symbol on it. “I know you lost the souvenir from our first solo mission, but I kept one of the shotgun shells, melted it down, and now,” Dick picked up the coin, “this is for you.” Wally was left speechless. Dick wasn’t one to keep souvenirs from missions. That was Wally’s thing. But he kept this one. And on top of all that, he remembered that Wally wanted to remember their first mission and replaced his lost memento. He couldn’t help it. Wally threw his arms around Dick’s shoulders. Dick wrapped his arms around Wally’s waist and pulled him closer, taking in the scent of his shampoo and cologne. I adore him, they both thought.

“Dick, I love you.”

“I love you too, Wally.” The looked up to face each other, still keeping their bodies close. Wally was the first to lift his fingers and caress Dick’s cheek, and Dick leaned in. The kiss was soft and sweet and lit up a million sparks within them. They didn’t know how long they had waited for this but they had no intention of letting this moment go.

And after that, they lost count. They didn’t have to keep track anymore of how many “I love you’s” were exchanged or kisses were shared. They made a silent promise that night that there would be no end to them and that was enough. Love like that truly was forever.

[hazthediv]

Kings And Queens - Kingsman AU - part 2

Word count: 3625

Summary: When Y/n’s brother tries to kill her, in order to take over the family mafia, she seeks refuge with the Kingsman. The Kingsman has been trying to shut down the mafia for quite some time, and since Y/n is looking for revenge, she might offer them a helping hand.

Prologue |  Part 1

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A/N: I took a break from Tumblr for a while, so that’s why I’m not posting this till now. I most likely won’t update on a regular basis, but I’ll try to get a chapter done every once in a while. I hope you enjoy!

The rain was pouring down, making her drive just a bit slower than she usually would. The adrenaline was starting to wear off and her head was starting to spin. The events of the night was hitting her, thoughts racing through her mind, and she was already debating whether or not she was making the right decision.

Going to the Kingsman was already a bold move, if not completely stupid. They had no reason to trust or even believe her. Why on earth should she suddenly want to help bring down her own mob? She had had several run ins with them already, and to say they were on friendly terms was an overstatement, so they had no reason to help her, even if it would help them.

She didn’t know what to say when she got there, or what to do. Did she just knock on the door, and just waltz in, acting her confident self? As she pulled up next to manor, she didn’t feel anything like her confident self.

She was anything but confident as she walked out, into the rain. Her head was spinning, she was dizzy, her heart was beating so fast and she felt like she could barely stand. Since the adrenaline wasn’t helping her anymore, she was beginning to feel the pain in her body.

She wasn’t sure if she should bring her two bags up to the door or not, so she left them in the car. She had never felt this insecure, this desperate, this helpless. She could always handle it, she always had a plan, she always knew what to do, and she never asked for help, but now? Now she desperately needed help.

With an annoyed sigh, she knocked on the door. As she waited she adjusted her jacket impatiently, before knocking again. In that moment, she just wanted to get out of the rain, get out of the dark. It felt like something was crawling up her back, making her uneasy. She was nervous, maybe even a bit scared, but she would never admit that to herself.

As she was about to knock for the third time, the door opened. Inside was a agent she hadn’t seen before, someone she normally would have taken notice of, but tonight she didn’t even give him a second glance.

“Can i help you?” He asked, sounding tired. His hair was a mess, and and he wasn’t as well dressed as the agents usually were. Based on the time, it wouldn’t be weird if he had just woken up.

“I need to talk to… God, what was his name” She mumbled, trying to remember the name of the agent she had ran into several times. For some reason, she thought that if she just knew the name of a agent, he would let her in. Maybe if she could just see an agent that knew who she was, they would let her in, let her stay the night. Worst case, they would arrest her. “Gala-something. That guy, i need to talk to him”

“Galahad? Is that who you mean?” The young man asked, eyebrows raised. She gave him a small nod, not wanting to explain further. “Can it wait till the morning? It’s the middle of the night, he’s asleep. You need to have a really good reason, if you want me to wake anyone up”

“Do you know who i am? Because I’m sure if you tell him I’m here, he’ll be out of bed in a second” She stated. Her energy was starting to drain, and she felt exhausted. There was no way that she could put on a tough act. Anyone who knew her, wouldn’t be able to recognize her, because everything that defined her was gone.

“No, I don’t know who you are, and unless it’s life or death, it can wait till the morning” He was about to close the door and go back to bed, when she stopped him.

“It is life or death. I’m Y/n Fox, I run one of the biggest mobs in the U.K., so why don’t you just tell agent Galahad, that I’m here? I’m sure he’d like to know” She saw how his eyes got a big bigger by the mention of her name.

“Why are you here? He’s been after you for months. There’s got to be a reason to why you’re suddenly showing up at our doorstep in the middle of the night” He was suddenly completely awake, taking a closer look young woman in front of him. He had heard about her, everyone had.

“I’m here to help you take down the mob. I know more than anyone, and you can’t do it without me” She looked him right in the eye, but she had a hard time focusing on anything. She was getting dizzier by the second, but she was trying her best to keep it together.

“Right, and why on earth would you want to take down your own mob? Sorry love, but I’m not stupid. Why are you really here?” The young man asked again, as another young man walked down the stairs and towards the door. The second man she recognized, and it somehow made her relax just a little bit.

“What is the problem, Lanval?” The other man came to the door, and as soon as he saw her, he tensed up. “Miss Fox. Fancy seeing you here”

“I know. I wouldn’t be here, if i had somewhere else to go. I’m not an idiot” She sighed, her words slurring slightly.

“What do you mean you have nowhere to go? And why on earth would you think we would be of any help to you?” Agent Galahad asked harshly. He wanted to arrest her right there, but he knew he didn’t have anything to arrest her for.

“My brother decided that he wanted the mob, so I’m here here to see him fall. If he wants to knock me off the throne, I’ll burn the castle down” she was trying her best to look tough, and they both knew she meant business, but she didn’t look like it. “Do you want my help or not?”

“Why should I trust anything that comes from you? You’re aren’t exactly the most truthful person in the world” Galahad kept his posture, but he could feel something was off. She didn’t look nothing like herself, and there was something wrong with her.

“You shouldn’t trust me, but right now my life is in your hands” She told him truthfully. The nausea and dizziness became overwhelming, and she knew she had lost more blood than what was healthy. “Please, if you don’t help me, there’s a good chance that I’m going to pass out on your floor in a minute”

“What are you-“ Agent Lanval started, just as she stumbled inside, unable to hold her herself up. She had black dots before her eyes, and it took all she had to not pass out. Her jacket had slipped halfway off, revealing a bit blood stain on her shirt. “Shit”

“Fuck” She muttered from the floor, hand moving to the wound. “Please help me”

“Lanval, get her to the infirmary. I’ll get everything else ready” Galahad demanded, already rushing to the infirmary. Agent Lanval lifted her up in his arms, earning a moan of pain from her.

“Sorry, but it’s either this or walking and I’m not sure you’re in any condition to walk” The blonde agent said with a face that showed no signs of emotions. “I’m not even sure how you managed to stand at the door for that long, let alone get here”

“Adrenaline” She said through gritted teeth, waves of pain going through her shoulder. “Works wonders”

“Well, I hope you can get that going again, because there’s a good chance that it’s going to hurt a lot more in a minute” He told her honestly, as he stepped into the infirmary and put her down in the first bed. Galahad was already there, ready with everything they would need to stitch her up.

“Right. We need to get her clothes off, and we might need to give her some blood” Agent Galahad said, as he started to cut open her jacket.

“Trying to… Get me naked?” She tried to be witty, but just talking was causing her a lot of energy.

“Lanval, get a towel or something to cover her, while i fix her up” Galahad said, sending the younger agent on his way. He was cutting open her shirt, revealing the bleeding wound, but making sure not to expose her. “Now, what on earth happened to you, Miss Fox?”

“Knife. Stab” She muttered, mentally rolling her eyes at him. It seemed pretty obvious to her what had happened, and she would’ve thought any idiot would be able to tell.

“I guess that’s how your brother decided to take you out, then” Galahad said, connecting the dots, while getting ready to clean away the blood. “This is going to sting” He said casually, before putting a cloth on her skin around the wound.

The closer he got to the wound, the more she started squirming, trying to get away from the pain, trying to make it stop. When the cloth touched the open wound, she let out a scream that almost seemed inhuman. Since she was still squirming, it forced him to stop for a minute. In the meantime agent Lanval had returned with a blanket that he used to cover most of her body.

“She’s a screamer, that’s for sure” Lanval commented, earning a glare from her. It didn’t last long before she closed her eyes in exhaustion.

“We might need to anesthetize her, give her something that knocks her out” Galahad said, while she was till catching her breath.

“No” She said weakly. She was already slipping in and out of consciousness, but she didn’t feel safe here. She couldn’t trust the Kingsman, she didn’t really have the option of a choice, but she at least wanted to be awake if something happened.

“You don’t want anesthesia? Sweetheart, it’s not really a choice. This is going to hurt a lot, and I don’t think you want to feel it” Galahad already had the anesthesia ready, and he didn’t give her a chance to do anything before he gave it to her. “Lanval, hold her down till it kicks in”

“Fuck you” She hissed through gritted teeth, as the blonde agent held her down. Galahad was starting to give her stitches, closing the wound in her shoulder. She was struggling as much as she could for a couple of minutes, before she passed out.

“That was about time” Galahad muttered, finishing up carefully. “She’s a tough one, that’s for sure”

“So what do we do with her?” Lanval asked, stepping back a bit. “I mean. She’s out cold, she’s not waking up anytime soon, but what do we do about her? Do we leave her, guard her for the rest of the night? Do we turn her in? She is a criminal”

“She’s also part of the royal family, and it would be a big scandale if we turn her in” Galahad said, sitting down in a empty bed.

“So? It’s not going to be our scandal. It would possibly just help bring down the mob faster, and get her brother arrested too” He suggested, not caring too much about a royal scandal.

“And how do we turn her in, without letting anyone know about us? Do you plan on just handing her over to the police in this condition, without having to explain anything? Like how you know her, which connection you have to her, why on earth would a princess or duchess come to you, after her own brother stabbed her? How do you know for sure she’s a criminal and not just a victim?” Galahad asked.

“Scotland Yard then?” Another suggestion.

“Harrison, you’re an idiot. Have you ever considered why we don’t work with any police services?” Y/n was out cold, and Eggsy didn’t see the use for their code names anymore. “If we work with the police, the government will know about us, and then we wouldn’t be independent anymore”

“So what do we do about her? What’s the plan?” Harrison asked, looking at the woman on the bed. He knew about her, he knew how deadly she could be, but as she was laying there she looked more than harmless.

“I don’t know. We can’t do anything right now, so i guess we’ll have to wait till the morning. If she really wants to bring down her own mob, I say we let her help” Eggsy said, as he started cleaning up.

“So you want to trust her? You want to trust a criminal, whom you’ve been after for a while? Someone who's also one of the most dangerous people in the country, and who is a well known killer” Harrison looked at him surprised. “I’m just saying, from what I’ve heard she’s very deceiving and manipulating. Do you really think it’s a good idea to trust her?”

“I never said to trust her, I’m not a div. I’m just saying, she wouldn’t come here if she didn’t need help. She’s desperate, and we might as well use it. Her brother tried to kill her, and I don’t think she’s the kind of girl who forgives anyone” He clarified. He pulled out a pair of handcuffs, and cuffed her right arm to the bed. “I don’t trust her one bit, but we’ll check on her in the morning, and decide what to do”

“I don’t think we should help her. We got her, what else do we need?” Harrison said sternly. He had a weird feeling about her.

“Except she’s no longer in charge, her brother is. He just tried to kill his own sister, so I don’t know what else he might do. At least she was very by the book, and we knew what we were dealing with, now we don’t have a clue. Which is why we need to take him down too” Eggsy said. It annoyed him, because he finally had her, but he wasn’t really closer to bringing down the mob.

“I guess we’ll just have to wait till the morning then” Harrison shrug. He took off his suit jacket, and put it over her.

“What are you doing?” Eggsy asked.

“Giving her something to wear, in case she wakes up before we’re back here. You cut open her clothes, and even though she’s desperate, and think she still wants to have some dignity”

***

Hours later she woke up. Her whole body was sore and heavy, and she had little memory of what had happened the night before. She opened her eyes, and found herself in a strange place with a aching shoulder.

She tried to sit up to get a better look around, but was retained by the cuffs on her wrist. She could feel the burning sensation on her shoulder, and she could see she blood stain on the sheet under her.

With careful movements, she moved down on the bed, so her hand could reach her earring and take it out. With the earring in her hand, she started picking the lock of the cuff that tied her to the bed. It took a lot more concentration that it usually did, but her mind was slowly starting to clear up and she could think straighter.

Her memories of the night before was starting to come back. She remembered her brother coming into the room, and she remembered imagines of them fighting, but she didn’t really know why they were fighting or what they were fighting about.

With a click the cuff released from the bed, and she was able to get up and away. As she sat up, she was hit with a pounding headache, that made the pain from her shoulder seem like a meaningless itch.

More imagines flashed in her mind, and she remembered how her brother had tried to kill her, and she didn’t need the memories to know why. She had always known he wanted to be the one in control, but she never thought he’d actually kill her to get there.

She didn’t remember much else besides that. She didn’t know where she went or what had happened, she didn’t know where she was or how she got there. Someone had to have helped her, because she couldn’t have done it herself. She would still be bleeding, or possibly dead if she had been on her own.

She noticed the cut up jacket and t-shirt under her, and the lack of a bra told her she had been in a hurry. A black suit jacket was on top of her, and despite the pain she was quick to put it on and cover herself up. With a grunt she got up and took a look around.

There was no arguing that she was in an infirmary, and based on the high ceiling and big windows it was most likely in a very big house or mansion. There were several beds, but hers was the only which was used. Everything looked clean, like the place wasn’t used that often.

She heard faint footsteps coming from afar, and it made her go stand beside the door. Adrenaline was pumping through her body again, making the pain bearable. She didn’t know who was going to come through that door, but she knew whoever it was handcuffed her to the bed in the first place, so it most likely wasn’t a friendly face.

With than handcuffs still around her right wrist, she had it ready, waiting for someone to walk through the door at any moment. The footsteps got closer, and she heard the door unlock. So not only had she been handcuffed, they had also locked the door in an attempt to keep her here.

A young man walked into the room with a tray in his hands. He walked past her, and all she could see was his dark curls and the back of a black suit. With silent steps she snuck up behind him, put the handcuffs around his neck, and tightened her grip.

“Who are you and what the hell am I doing here?” She said in low voice. She didn’t want to make too much noise, or attract any attention. The young man dropped the tray, making more noise than she had anticipated.

“Kingsman, I’m with the Kingsman!” He exclaimed, putting his hands up to pull the handcuffs away from his throat. “You came here by yourself”

“I would never do that, no matter how desperate I was, so if you don’t want to die in a minute, I’d start telling the truth” She tightened the cuffs on his neck, making him gasp for air.

“I’d appreciate it if you didn’t kill my agents, miss Fox” A voice from behind her said. With the cuffs still on the young man’s throat, she turned around, facing a familiar face.

“Are you gonna stop me? Because we both know that he’d be dead and I’d be gone before you got the chance” She looked him dead in the eye, keeping a tight grip on the cuffs.

“I’d appreciate it if you didn’t kill one of my agents, since we just saved your life. You were desperate enough to come here, because you have nowhere else to go, so if you want our help, you let him go” Agent Galahad stood calmly in front of her, as she slowly loosened her grip.

“Why would you help me? What’s in it for you?” She asked before letting him go completely. She didn’t trust him, she didn’t trust any of them.

“From what I understand, we want the same thing. I want to shut down your mob, and I know you want to take down your brother. You can either cooperate, and get what you want, or we can simply do it without you. It’s your choice really” Galahad offered.

“You can’t do it without me. You wouldn’t even have had me, if I hadn’t been dumb enough to walk up on your doorstep. I on the other hand, can get what I want without you” She finally let the other agent go, letting her arms fall down by her side.

“I don’t think you realise how close we were. We know more than you think, and we were very close to bringing you down entirely” Galahad said as a matter of factly, expecting her to be surprised, but she just smiled.

“I hate to break it to you, but you only know what I wanted you to know. I’ve been feeding you false information since the first time we ran into each other. So whatever you think you know, is most likely a lie” She told him, an apologetic smile on her lips. “So give me a good reason to why I should help you”

“Miss Fox, you don’t really have much of a choice. From what I understand, you have nowhere to go, you have a very injured shoulder and could easily be taken down right this second. Or did you really think that I’d let you walk, when I finally have you in custody?” Galahad said cooly, and judging by the look in her eyes she knew.

“I’ll cooperate, but I am in no way in your costurdy. We both know I could get away if I wanted to, and we both know that as soon as we both have what we want, you’ll never see me again. I help you, you let me walk. That’s the deal”

“That’s the deal”

[my-imagines-moonlight53]

But I Love You

Peter Parker x Reader

Request:  Hey do you think that you can write a peter Parker x reader where the reader and peter are friends and goes under some anesthesia after some sort of surgery. After the surgery peter say some really fluffy things to the reader while she records it. (anon)

really hope you liked the request

tags: @parkerbpete @rosaetum @ladysnowren @lunastarwatcher

word count: 2,739 (i can’t seem to write short fics)

“You sure you're not in any pain Peter? I can always go get the nurse if you want,” your voice filled with worry as your best friend was getting prepped for his cast for his broken arm.

“No, I'm fine (Y/N), I can feel it working. My arm doesn't even hurt that much,” trying to calm you down.

“You sure?” still wanting to make sure he was ok.

Peter nodded, squeezing your hand slowly calming you down. You both waited till the nurse would roll you into the room where they would take x rays and apply his cast.

“Are you sure you don't want Aunt May in here instead?” your hand interlacing with his.

“No, don't think she would be able to handle this,” trying his hardest to not show how much of an effect your touch was having on him.

Peter was starting to think that maybe Ned would have been a better choice, because he couldn't he wasn't sure he could trust himself once the anesthesia kicks in. He's seen the videos of people admitting some personal secrets, and last thing he wanted was to admit his love for you, since he wasn’t sure it would cause problems between you two.

You and Peter had been best friends since 6th grade, somewhere along the way you had stolen his heart, but this point he would have willingly given it to you. Simple touches made his face heat up, warm smiles made his breath stop; you holding his hand made his heart explode, everything about you just sent his body on overdrive.

“Thanks (y/n),” you don’t know how much you mean to me. That's what he wanted to admit but he doubted that he ever could, because he would be sure to get tongue tied in the process.

“I'd do anything for you Peter,” your smile lightening up your face that instantly made his heart pound against his chest.  

It had to be illegal to be that adorable, and what's worse is you had no clue how much of an effect you had on him. He could hear Ned’s voice in the back of his head, telling him to admit his feelings for you. He would always refuse stating that he needed to find the right moment to tell you.

“(y/n), there's something that I should tell you…,” feeling like this was the best moment to tell you.

You nodded, seeing a slight change in his attitude.

“I-”

“Peter Parker we are ready for you downstairs,” the nurse knocked as she let herself in.

Peter quickly shut his mouth, already feeling his face heat up with embarrassment and anxiety that made him squeeze your hand, as his jaw becoming stiff. You cupped his hand, pulling him from overworking mind, his chocolate eyes locked with yours, seeing that they were starting to relax, his breath starting to become more even.

 “You're going to be fine Peter, I'll be here the whole way,” giving him the smile that never fails to make him weak.

Peter bites his lip feeling slightly better; he squeezes your hand offering his own smile in return before turning to the nurse, “is it ok if she comes with me?”

The nurse smiled, “yes, as long as she follows instructions, your aunt is still going to be waiting outside, so if you need to, you can also step outside,” referring that last part towards you.

“Thank you,” both yours and Peter's mood lifting.

“So I'm just here to give Peter his administration of a general anesthesia before the we take him that way it starts taking affect when they start with everything downstairs,” as she went with the medication administration process and possible side effects.

You followed them as they took him to a new room, starting to see the medication take effect as he started to relax, a soft smile forming, as the medic team worked around him.

“Is this supposed to happen?” not knowing what to expect.

“yes, we gave him something a bit strong, since they may have to realign his broken arm a few times till they get it right,” the doctor explained, “however we are going to ask to step outside while we take the x rays alright?” as they started the first set of x rays.

You nodded, easily being able to remove your hand from his holds, but didn't notice the way his hand followed yours, Peter not wanting to be away from you.

A few moments later you were called back in after the x-rays were done. The moment you walked in Peter's eyes looked glazed over, a goofy smile on his face. However you were more distracted by the white plaster that was being mixed, while the nurse was starting to stabilize his arm.

“Hey Peter,” sitting on the bedside chair, as they explained that they were able to align his arm perfectly in the first try.

“Doctor have you met my girlfriend?” his voice slightly slurred but still had the typical enthusiasm that you have grown to love.

Girlfriend? You were sure that he's never mentioned a girlfriend before to you before. You seriously thought about texting Ned to ask him if Peter was keeping secrets from you, especially when Ned knew your feelings toward Peter.

“No I don't think I have Peter?” he smiled as he starting applying the cast, while the nurse kept his arm stable.

“Well she's right here, isn't she beautiful. Most beautiful girl in all Middletown…all Queens,” his smile lighting up the whole room as he looked over at you, “and she's mine!” dragging out that last part in almost a sing song way.

Your face instantly heated up, eyes wide that you were pretty sure that you looked like a deer in front of a headlight look. You his girlfriend? You beautiful?

“Peter I'm not your girlfriend,” your face feeling like it was burning up, not being able to look Peter in the eye, but couldn't help but hold his hand.

“Are you sure we aren't dating?” his eyes now focused on your hands, “I mean we hold hands all the time, you sleep over at my home, you braid my hair! I think we’re dating.”

“No you've never asked me out,” trying to keep your composure.

“Ok, (Y/N) will you go out with me?!” his voice getting louder with each word, “I promise to make you so happy, you won't regret it!”

“I don't think so Peter,” your heart now hammering against your chest, even though you’ve imagined him saying those words countless times, nothing could really prepare you to actually hear them, even if he wasn’t fully himself.

“But why not?” his face reminding you of a child who was refused his favorite toy, “I love you (Y/N), don't you love me?” his voice coming out low.

You could hear the soft chuckles of the med staff, finding this moment amusing, not helping with the embarrassment that you were feeling, “Peter, pretty sure putting her in the spot isn't going to win her love,” his nurse stated.

“But you don't get it, I love her sooooo much! She is so beautiful, and kind, and amazing. When she holds my hand, I never want to let go, and she's so beautiful. I sometimes imagine calling her (Y/N) Parker, but that's not till after we graduate college,” his words coming at high speeds that you almost wondered if you heard everything correctly. “And when she's in my room, she may not know it but I take pictures of her all the time. And when she smiles it's just wow, her laugh is just whoa, (Y/N) is just something else. ”

Your face felt like it was on fire but try as you couldn't help but smile at what Peter was saying to you. You knew that Peter may not mean the things that he was currently saying, but still it was nice to hear them. You couldn’t help to wish that he really meant it.

“Hey (Y/N),” his hand shaking yours, you looked over at Peter hoping that he wouldn’t notice how flustered he was making you, “I love you soooo much! I would make you so happy if you gave me a chance.”

You smiled because you knew that he was saying the truth. One of the reasons that you fell so hard for Peter was because he was everything you wanted in someone: patient, kind, understanding, and so many qualities that you weren’t even sure that you could list off. Falling in love with Peter was as easy as breathing, and right now, this felt even easier than that.

“I know you would,” softly smiling at Peter, seeing the pink tint to Peter’s face glad that you weren’t the only one feeling flustered, “but we aren’t dating right now.”

“Well we can change that (Y/N), just date me” his voice getting louder with each passing word, “make me the happiest guy in all new York (Y/N)!”

You sighed, “Ok Peter I’ll date you,” knowing that there was no harm in playing along, it’s not like he would remember this later, right?

Instantly his eyes lit up, a large grin forming on his face, “she said yes! Doctor she said yes, I'm dating (Y/N)! My dream came true,” the doctor wrapping his cast in red and blue, as he cheered on and so did the nurses, “see even they are happy for us!”

Your heart was hammering against your chest, at the way he felt so happy on asking you out. The last thing that you expected was for him to bring your intertwined hands and kiss the back of your hand, “I love you so much (Y/N)!” you couldn’t help but smile at him, “gosh I love your smile so much, I wish I could take a picture of it right now.”

You were lost for words, how do you even respond to that. You weren’t sure if the right thing to do was to play along, or correct him.

“So we are going to keep him here for a while longer, till the effects wear off a bit,” the doctor explained, “I'm just going to step outside and explain the care and follow up appointment to his aunt,” as he stepped outside to find aunt may.

“Babe?” bringing back your attention to Peter, “do you not love me?”

“Peter, of course I do!” not wanting to see him upset like earlier, “why wouldn’t I love you?”

“Then why don’t you say it? Did I do something wrong?”

You really were stuck. Of course you loved Peter, but you honestly meant your feelings, unlike Peter, because for all you knew this could be a somewhat delusion from what they administered to him. However this could be the only time that you could freely admit your feelings to him, without any consequences of ruining your friendship.

“No Peter, I truly am in love with you, have been for a while. But I don’t think you are going to remember this when your back to normal, but yes I love you dearly,” you leaned and pressed a kiss to his cheek, “Don’t you ever doubt that.”

“I wouldn’t I remember my dream girl saying she loves me,” he said with a saddened face.

“I love you so much Peter, but you aren’t going to remember this later,” you explained.

“Can I see your phone?” his demeanor constantly changing.

You were surprised, just a moment ago he was a sad small child now; you could literally see the small gears in his mind working. He had a plan and you weren’t sure what he could be thinking in his state of mind. “Yea,” pulling out from your back pocket and unlocking it for Peter.

He let go of your hand to hold the phone, as a small smirk formed on his face, “are you sure we weren’t dating before this?” tilting the phone in your direction to let you see a picture of Peter of your and Peter showing eating a giant slice of New York style pizza. You were embarrassed, that you instinctively went to reach for your phone, but even in this state, his reflexes were better than yours. “Hey I'm not done yet,” he said as he started scrolling through your phone, and opening the camera app.

You were a bit confused, if he wanted to take a selfie, he could have told you and you could have taken it instead. However Peter switched from camera to record, seeing the small red circle at the corner as the timer started.  

“Is this thing recording?” his eyes squinting, and instantly opening wide when he realized that he was, “ok future Peter, or present Peter? I honestly don’t know which one you will be, but that’s beside the point. So I am here to tell you that you need to man up and ask (Y/N) out, I mean just look at her,” switching the camera to you, making you instantly cover up your face, “I mean she just said that she loves us, well me…us? I'm getting sidetracked, but yes ask her out! She’s prefect, also I mentioned the photo album we have of her, so make sure you deny it exists! Also she gave me a kiss, take that future Peter!” his mood changing as fast as he was talking.

You let out a laugh, he really was something else, “see even her laugh is beautiful, you have to promise me that you will do anything possible to make her laugh,” his eyes meeting yours, “seriously Peter we need to make her ours! Also we need more pictures of her smiling,” failing to whisper that last part to himself, “(Y/N) if you are watching this with future me, I LOVE YOU SOOOO MUCH! I would blow you a kiss with my other hand, but it’s sort of broken?” but still attempted to give the camera a kiss, “and if Peter says that he was lying about our feelings for you, he is lying. Bad Peter! You should see our notebooks, your name is written all along the margins, it’s embarrassing if you ever see them, but you won't, so it doesn’t matter,” earning him another of your laughs, “I'm sorry future me, I wasn’t supposed to tell her”

You laughed even more, “Ok (Y/N) you have to promise me that you will forget that last part?”

“Forget what?” Already playing along to his request.

“Forget that I write your name all over my notebooks and have photos of you everywhere,” he said with a warm smile.

You nodded and leaned in to press a kiss on Peter’s forehead, making sure to comb through his chocolate curls, bringing back Peter’s bright smile on his face, almost reminding you of a puppy.

“Take that future me! She kissed me! Twice!” as he pointed at the camera at himself, knowing that he was going to be so red in the face when he sees the video later.

“I could kiss future Peter too,” wondering what sort of reaction you would get.

“No! I mean yes, no! Is it possible to be jealous of myself? Because I feel jealous,” he said, forgetting that he was recording, “but you will kiss me later again right?”

“Only if you ask me out Peter!”

“But I asked you out just a few minutes ago,” momentarily dropping the phone, “you're my girlfriend, and I am the luckiest boyfriend in all of Queens! Plus that’s the point of this video, show it to me when I'm ‘normal’, even though I feel completely fine right now,” as he reached for your hand. “Promise me you'll show me the video, maybe then I’ll find the courage to ask you out,” he stated.

“You really do love me Peter?” part of you still doubting him.

“Of course I do! I love you so much (Y/N), I love you! I love you, and if my arm wasn’t like this, I would pull you and kiss you soooo much!”

“You’re going to be so embarrassed when I show this to you later,” you said reaching for your phone to end his recording.

“No I won't! I still can't believe you doubt my love!” reaching for your hand.

“Well see later, lover boy.” Kissing his head once more.

“Take that future Peter! Also…sign my cast! Can't wait till I ask you out again later!”

so yea second peter work done. hopefully the person that requested this liked how it turned out, no way of knowing since it was an anon. also for those asking i will continue Inked, however with the way I’ve planned it dont think its going to be so happy. really just trying to get the hang of his character, hopefully i’m doing him justice

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Strength Wherever It May Lie Part 10

"We're losing her!" Alaina is being rushed through the E.R. On a stretcher, the lights, a blur behind her swollen eyelids. She can't hear much. Her entire body hurts. She can sense almost every piece of glass that's been lodged into her skin; feel every place that her body made contact with the hard plastic and metal of the limousine door. There are hands all over her body. She can feel the metal of the scissors that's cutting away her wedding dress. Can feel dry, calloused hands prepping her for an EKG. Her heart has stopped. The last thing that she remembers before she slips into sweet unconsciousness for the final time is the feel of her husbands hand squeezing hers and his voice in her ear "Baby, you gotta hold on! We just got married, you can't leave me yet!" Alaina POV: I'm on an island, I guess this is my honeymoon, but I don't remember getting here. I don't remember a plane ride, I don't even remember putting on this sun dress; but somehow I'm here. I'm not really complaining. The beach is empty. The sun is in the middle of setting and is painting the sky with beautiful shades of pinks, purples and oranges. The breeze is playing with my hair and dancing across my exposed skin. It's heavenly. "Beautiful isn't it?" A deep timber says behind me. I turn around and Dejuan is standing behind me with two full glasses of what looks like champagne. "But not as beautiful as you, Mrs. James" he continues as he kisses my forehead. "Who? Oh wait that's me! Oh, how I love that name." I say leaning in to a passionate kiss on the lips. This is paradise. Dejuan POV I don't understand how this could happen. One minute, we're climbing into the limo after our reception, giggling from the champagne that was running rampant through our system, looking back and waving at the sparklers that our guests were holding in lieu of rice. The next minute, I'm flying through the limo and I hear rather than see Alaina get crushed into the door. We'd been hit by an SUV on our way back to my place to change, before we headed out to the airport to go on our Hawaiian honeymoon. The driver was drunk. He ran straight through the red light, and because of his negligence I may lose the most important person in the world to me. Just the thought of it makes me want to punch something. I'm about to wear a hole in the hospital floor when I see Melanie, my mom, my dad, and Alaina's parents running out of the elevators to me. Every body is talking over each other, asking me what's wrong and I do my best to explain. There are questions that I try to answer. Am I ok? Yes. Why weren't we wearing our seat belts? Because we're stupid. Do I know anything about how Alaina's doing? If I knew, you'd know. And the one question that no one will ask, but I can't escape: why wasn't it me that got hit? Who knows. But I wish that it was me fighting for my life on that operating table instead of my wife. Alaina's POV Dejuan takes my hand and leads me to this bed that's in the middle of the beach. It's decorated in all white linens. There are light pink, lavender and gray rose petals scattered across the bed and there are tons of tea lights and torches surrounding the bed. Part of me worries that all of the candles would cause a fire, but there's another part of the that's absolutely certain that nothing bad can happen here. I climb on the bed and nestle myself into Dejuan's lap. I rest my head on his shoulder and breathe in deep. This is home. This is comforting. "So," Dejuan says in between multiple breath stealing kisses, "what's on your mind?" "This. You. How perfect this is, how empty this beach is. How I don't remember how I got here, but it's perfect. I don't want to leave. This is just unreal." "Baby, that's because it's not." Dejuan's POV " Mr. James, were happy to inform you that Alaina is in stable condition, she does have a broken arm and a ruptured spleen. We were able to remove all of the glass. We have our surgeons in the operating room now, removing her spleen. We'll see how she's doing after that surgery, but, Lord willing, she will be just fine." A doctor in red splattered scrubs comes out and tells me. She'll live. She'll be ok. I'll get to grow old with my baby. At that moment I'm so overjoyed and filled with gratitude. I don't care who is in this waiting room with me. I don't care about who thinks it's manly or whatever. This is my best friend, the absolute love of my life. My baby. My Lainey Pie LoveBug. When I feel my throats start to constrict, and feel the burning behind my eyes, I don't try to stop it. I let the tears fall freely. She's going to be ok. "Thank you doctor." I say, barely controlling the cracking of my voice. She's gonna live. Alaina's POV "What do you mean this isn't real?" I question him. "I'm here, I can feel you." "Lainey, you know just as well as I do, that the human brain can be very amazing when it's trying to protect itself." "What do you mean?" "You remember the crash, and you remember passing out. I guess this is where your brain decided to take you while your body tries to heal itself. You're completely unconscious right now. Yes you're alive, but it's more like this is a really awesome dream." Dejuan explains, sounding just like my freshman year biology professor. "Well, If I'm dreaming, when do I wake up?" I ask, still trying to process what I know is true. "Whenever you want lovebug, you control that" he reassures me; pulling me into a secure embrace. "Can I stay here for a little bit longer? I'm scared that it's gonna hurt when I go back." I mumble into his chest. "Baby, you can stay as long as you need to." Dejuan's POV Her eyes are fluttering! The doctor said it might be a couple hours until the anesthesia wore off and she would wake up and it's happening. My first instinct is to text Mel or my mom and tell them to come up from the cafeteria, but I don't. It's selfish, but I just need a few minutes with her by myself. I go over to her bedside and grab her bandaged hand as she starts to rouse. "Hello, gorgeous." I greet her as soon as I see recognition in her eyes. "Hello, handsome." She croaks. "For the record, this is not what I meant by 'till death do us part'" I can't help but to throw my head back in laughter. "Lainey. I love you." "I love you more."

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Baby Update 🐣🤕

Thanks to everyone who took the time to check up on Baby Aaron & I. Don’t think I am ignoring you guys, I’ve just been very busy lately. Aaron is healing doing better & I am calm now. Lol so a little summary of what happened. As you guys read in my post I was & still am against circumcizing my child, one because if that part of his body wasnt meant to be there, it wouldn’t be there.. ya know? God gave me my beautiful child & he is perfect the way he is or was lol. Also I felt that it’s not my place to choose for him. It’s his body, his choice & if he ever wanted to get it done, I would support him & help him 100% but I was aware that it would be 90% worse if he is to get it done later on, so it was a dilema. It’s a messed up procedure, kind of like having a female mutilated, there’s no much difference (in my opinion). The procedure is not a necessary thing. I anonymously spoke to & got advice from different males, circumcised & uncircumcised & I came to the conclusion that it was best for him to have the procedure done as hard as it was for me. The benefits outweigh the cons. I did my research & educated myself well enough to see both sides. I know my child will thank me later for making that choice for him as difficult as it was for me. I nearly walked out of the urologist office. I was in a lot of distress before the procedure & after. Yesterday was one of the worst days of my life… there is nothing worse than seeing your child in pain& discomfort & not being able to take that pain away. I swore to myself that if they didn’t give him anesthesia I absolutely would not go through with it NO MATTER WHAT! Thankfully they do give anesthesia in form of an injection. He had ‘the bellring" method which I was very releaved. It was a very fast procedure, it took no less than five minutes. The anesthesia didn’t last long though. My child was in a lot of pain afterwards and I was super furious cause they failed to tell me how quickly it would wear off and how much pain my child would be in.they just said he would be “fuzzy”. our entire day was just awful. I spent 7 hours holding my baby & everytime he would cry it would break my heart into a million pieces and I can’t count how many times I cried myself. I haven’t been that upset since 5 years ago. I spent most of my time keeping his legs from touching his private area as he would kick and move his legs all over the place. I didn’t leave my child unattended not once after the procedure cause he really needed me to comfort him. He didn’t sleep much, I was to give him infant Tylenol every 4 hours. He was very sore & hurt. Today he is feeling much better and has no sign of pain or discomfort.. I am still giving him infant tylenol whenever I see a bit of discomfort. My poor little guy is such a little trooper. he is back to being himself and I am super relieved to have my happy, hungry baby back. Babies do heal quick & that’s a fact! The ring is supposed to fall of in less than a week supposedly in 3 days. No baths or getting his pee pee wet before the ring comes off. I gotta change his diaper very frequently & keeping the area clean and dry as much as I can. I am not to put anything, no cream no nothing unil After the ring falls off, as well as bathing him. His pee pee is looking better & seems to be healing properly. Thank you all for the advice, prayers, good wishes & vibes sent my way. Along with the the helpful tips and advice from those with boys that went through it. For all those who don’t have children please! If you ever have a babyboy & you want to circumcize him, do it as soon as he is born, the sooner the better, the quicker the healing and less painful. Congrats to Eric & Mia for their future bundle of joy. Can’t wait till baby Dominic is here. Couple more months and you’ll experience the beauty & joy of being a parent. Love you guys ! & I love All of you, my tumblr family as well. You guys know me how dramatic and extra I can be lol I’m sorry I was freaking out, I just couldn’t help it. I’m all over the place with this post & I apologize for that too, I haven’t gotten much sleep due to the whole thing but baby Air is knocked out & I’m about to go join him. Just wanted to drop by real quick to show my gratitude towards you all. Thank you for your concerns & caring words. ~ ❤ Scarlet.