#can't handle it nope nope nope not here nobody home come back later when things hurt less goodbye

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The Raven King ch 30 // Call Down The Hawk ch 74

[daddysfangirls-dc]

The Arrangement

Ch 1 Old Habit

Damian Wayne x OC!Female

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Damian sighed, and she began to move, unlatching herself from him and moving away. He looked at her, confused. " I know that sigh. It's your 'I have to leave' sigh." Despite her thoughts and feelings, she moved away, allowing him to begin his departure.

"I didn't realize I had become habitual."

"No, I've just known you long enough to see the small tell." She watches him as he puts on his mask and heads for her window.  " Robin?" he turns back towards her. " Thank you, and Good Luck." And he vanishes into the night. 

-

"Looks like you're falling back into old habits," Tim flinched so hard that he swore his heart stopped. He blamed his sleep deprivation on why Jason got so close without being noticed. He needed sleep. 

"Stop," Tim whined as he tried to swat Jason's hands away from his laptop. 

"Stalking Robin truly is a pastime for you," Jason teased as he scrolled through the pictures of Robin, aka Damian.

"What a minute, go back!" Tim was sure his heart stopped this time as he flinched so hard he fell out of his chair. Fortunately, Dick caught him and sat him up straight. Tim was going to bed after this.  

"Who is that?" Dick asked. Tim rubbed his face before looking. Robin stood next to a girl in a red and black Kimono with the League of Assassins insignia. 

"I don't know"

"When did you take this picture?"

"I don't know"

"How-"

"I haven't slept for 73 hours. I am surviving on power naps, energy drinks, and caffeine. I don't remember everything. Forgive me if I miss a few details."  While complaining, Tim worked to get the details of that photo and other similar photos. He knew that things could slip past him with his lack of sleep and had programs to back up his work on such occasions. He pulled up the dates and locations on each photo.

"All of these took place within the last week or so," Dick said, scrolling through the details. 

"I didn't get my first clear picture of her until today. Haven't run it through any database yet."

"We'll take it from here. Got to bed," Jason said, pushing Tim out of his seat. 

"But-"

"Nope, time for bed," Dick said as he pulled Tim away and towards the door. Jason could hear Tim's weak protest down the hall as they went. " Tim is snug as a bug," Dick said smugly when he returned. Tim was too tired to fight Dick's swattling. A Win in his book.

"Nobody," Jason said as Dick sat down at the counter next to him. " Every database, every agency, this chick doesn't exist."

"Not a surprise," Dick said " It is the league. Does he know when or why she came into town? What's her relationship to Damian?" 

"I don't know; there are no notes. All I got was pictures, nothing else. At least not that I can find."

"We'll have to talk to Tim when he wakes up. And look into her. We'll also keep a closer eye on Robin during patrol. " 

It was obvious from the body language that Damian not only knew the girl but was comfortable with her. While Dick was suspicious and cautious, especially with the league, in the case of Damian, he did not wish to jump to conclusions that might get him hurt. They'd wait. Damian was home now and in bed; they'd wait until they had more information and more people. They'd wait. 

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"We can't keep meeting like this," Robin said as he walked up to her, as she tied up the unconscious men. She wore her usual black and red kimono and mask but was bare of any weapons aside from her grabbing hook. She tried never to carry a weapon in Gotham at Robin's request. She looked at him, confused. " Almost every time we meet, it is surrounded by unconscious thugs. It's the standard now."

He didn't say anything, instead calling Oracle to tell her that he had come upon a drug bust and handled it on his own. He'd take the lecture later. He listens for the chorus of disapproval for a bit, then mutes his comm again. She hung her catch, and the two left before the police arrived.

"has my mother contacted you?"

"Not yet. Then again, she thinks I'm still in South America. I finished my mission earlier and didn't tell," she said, leaning back against the wall. He looked over the edge, watching down below.

"How many days do you have left?"

"Three, not including tonight."

"Time is in our favor then."

"Only if you let it be. Do you have plans after this?" she asked, leaning on his waist as he leaned over the edge. 

"No"

"Do you want to come over? Watch a movie? and have late-night snacks. Just spend a late night together."

"Acceptable"

"Come to my place when you're done," she said as she saluted him and then disappeared into the shadows. He'd go back to her safe house later on. And spending some alone time together without beating up thugs. He'd like a light of peace or semi-peace. If only for an hour or even 30 minutes. Just time with her. 

[joleneghoul]

Infodumping here about the re-contextualized history of Rip and Booster now that Rip his canonically his son because I can't stop thinking about it.

Like i said before I really like the balance of Rip and Booster being really similar when they're in their 20s and within the same period of time VS that NOT adding at all to their possible friendship that booster seemed to want

Obviously Booster didn't know Rip was his son and just saw him as an expert in time travel, someone who he could relate to maybe. But Rip is someone who refuses to let them be closer at this point in time of their history.

like that is explicitly a barrier we see Rip put up between him and Booster multiple times in the older comics.

In the back to the future arc of BG vol 1 at the start when Rip says he thought about just turning in Booster instead of helping him but Jack convinced him to help (this also coulda just been a joke). Then again at the end Booster proposes that Rip could work with his company and brand as a time travel expert and Rip outright is like "nope, im going home, if you really need me then we can talk".

I also really like that Rip has an annoyance towards Boosters whole persona at this time too, and outwardly shows it.

He places this same barrier at the end of BG vol 1 when Booster begs him to take him to the future again to get away from his troubles and Rip reminds him that it is HIS fault his time machine is broken and that he can't, and wont help.

There's always a unease on Rip's end when it comes to Booster during this time period, which to me makes a lot of sense because I feel as though because Rip is so young in this time (he is honestly maybe a year younger than booster, i feel its implied that jack is younger than booster and jack went to school with Rip. Rip was the youngest person to get a doctorate at the time. so. but still they're around the same age range.) and even if you're a super genius like he is nobody knows completely what they're doing in their 20s.

Rip canonically also has poor personal skills at this time (Rip only gets good at manipulating people and keeping up lies when he is older and that's when him training Booster comes into play and who we see in comics now).

So imagine all of that and then your dad just shows up, also your age, and you can't slip up and let him know anything or else you could ruin your own existence. Avoidance is the easiest route.

Though, despite that Booster in this time remains Rips connection to the league and who HE ends up going to when he needs help. Of course Jeff has to convince him the first time to do so but Rip does end up calling Booster again and asking for help to get SUPERMAN to talk to him. We know Booster doesn't even like superman at this time so, big ask but Booster still pulls through. Not to mention the "call dad" sticky note in the bg of this panel.

Despite all of this we also get the implication that...Booster and Rip talk on the phone enough for Booster to know a lot about Rip's partner and Rips paranoia later on. There is also a point a bit later comics where the linear men want to kill Booster and the person they ask to do it is Rip (this goes nowhere really).

Anyways, It's really evident that Rip cares A LOT about his father and who he was to him growing up. Rip doesn't just save Booster over and over because it saves himself, he does it because he loves his family. The Rip who is forced to watch Booster hurt himself over and over is a Rip who learned to cope with it and keep his feelings hidden- It was impossible for Rip to do this in the past.

It's also really interesting to see younger Rip's reactions to seeing his dad go through emotional distress and bad choices, seeing him put up walls and push him away. Then later seeing a older Rip see his dad go through the same thing times ten and while he still puts up a wall and boundaries its in a different way. He grew into someone who could handle it.

[final-girl96]

Radioactive Spider Bite

Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: language, vilonce, muture content? Maybe later on?, jealousy, death, idk its marvel... slow updates.

A/N: please don't be rude. Feed back is welcome but be kind. If there is any little details you would like to change to fit your style and personality please do so. This will also be on my WATTPAD along with all my other stories. This begins with Civil War when Peter comes home to find Tony Stark there. It will go to Homecoming, Infinity War, End Game, Far From Home, and then when No Way Home is out and I watch it the story will continue as long as there is a new movie with Spider-Man.

Word Count: 1122 words

Captian America: Civil War

Chapter Two

Mr. Stark walked over to Peter's desk. "Whoa, what have we here? Retro tech, huh?" He said. "Peter's a nerd," I said. "Hey! I am not," he said pushing me a little. "Thrifty store? Salvation army?" Stark asked Peter. "Uh, the garbage, actually," Peter said. "You're a dumpster diver?" Mr. Stark asked bluntly. "Yeah, I was... anyway, look, um, I did not apply for your grant and either did y/n..." Peter said but was cut off. "Ah-ah! Me first," Mr. Stark said loudly. "Okay," Peter said.

"Quick question of the rhetorical variety," Stark said holding his phone up. A screen projected from it showing Peter or "Spider-Man swinging by a guy on his webs. "That's you, right?" He asked. "Um. No. What do you... what do you mean?" Petet stammered. "Yeah," Stark said flipping his phone as another video came up. "Look at you go," he said. "Wow! Nice catch. 3,000 pounds, 40 miles an hour. That's no easy. You got mad skills," Mr. Stark said and brought up another video. "And this... this is both of you," he said. The video showing Peter and I swinging together the day he was showing me how the web-shooters worked just in case I changed my mind.

Peter had his stupid suit he made on and I have black leggings and a tight long sleeve black shirt with my hair up in a ponytail and a simple black mask that went over my eyes. I had my arms around his neck and my legs wrapped around his waist while his one arm was securely around my waist. He had been talking to me and explaining everything step by step. I squinted at the stilled frame and shook my head. "Nope. That... that is not me," I said and looked at Mr. Stark. "Really? And I guess this isn't either?" He asked showing another video of me swinging by myself. I shook my head "nope. Nope, definitely not me," I said.

"That's... that's all you YouTube, though, right? That's where you found that? Because you know that's all fake. It's all done on the computer," Peter jumped in. "Mmm-hmm," Stark hummed. "It's like that video. What it is?" Peter said looking at the projected screen in front of us as Stark looked around. "Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Oh, you mean like those UFOs over Phoenix?" Stark said as he took a broom handle and pushed open the crawl space door on the ceiling. Peter's suit falling out on a rope. "Oh, what has me here?" He said. Peter jumped in front of him and grabbed him. Turning his back he shoved it into his closet.

"Uh..." Peter let out leaning on the wall nodding his head. I sat on his bed and flopped back laying down. "Awkward," I said and Peter glared at me. Mr. Stark walked over to him. "So. You're the Spider-ling. Crime-fighting spider. You're Spider-Boy? And you're what? Spider-Girl?" He asked. "No. I'm y/n," I said and rolled my eyes. "Spider-Man," Peter said crossing his arms. "Not in that onesie, you're not," Stark said. "Ha!" I snorted out laughing at that. "It's not a onesie," Peter said and walked over to pick the broom handle up. "I don't believe this. I was actually having a really good day today, Mr. Stark. We didn't miss put train, this perfectly good DVD player was just sitting there... and Algebra test, nailed it," Peter said now standing by his desk. "I'm pretty sure I failed it," I said sitting up.

"Who else knows? Anybody?" Mr. Stark asked. I and Peter shook our heads. "Nobody," we both said. "Not even your unusually attractive aunt?" Stark asked. "No. No. No! If she knew, she would freak out. And when she freaks out, I freak out," Peter said. "That's true he does," I said looking at Mr. Stark who was sitting on the end of the bed in a chair. "You know what I think is really cool? This webbing," Mr. Stark said and threw the little thing he had the webbing at Peter who caught it without looking. "That tensile strength is off the charts. Who manufactured that?" Stark asked.

"Peter did," I said. Mr. Stark raised his eyebrows as he looked over the suit. "Climbing walls, how you doing that? Adhesive gloves?" He asked. "It's a long story. I was..." Peter started but stopped cut off by Stark. "Lordy! Can you even see in these?" He asked holding the goggles up to his face that were attached to the suit. I bit my lip so I wouldn't laugh as Peter glared at me. "Yes. Yes. I can," Peter said taking it away from him and putting this in the small closest. "I can see in those. Okay? It's just that when whatever happened, happened... It's like our senses dialed to 11. There's way too much input, so they kinda help me focus," Peter said.

"You're in dire need of an upgrade. You too," Stark said looking at me. "What? No!" I said but he ignored me. "Systemic, top to bottom, hundred-point restoration. That's why I'm here," he said and leaned against the wall. Peter sat beside me on the bed. "Why are doing this? I gotta know, what's your MO? What gets you outta that twin bed in the morning?" Stark asked. "Me. I get him outta bed," I said. "And you, why don't you do what he's doing? Why are you Spider-Girl?" He asked.

Peter looked at me and looked back at Mr. Stark. "Because..." he stammered a little. "Because I've been me my whole life, and we have had these powers for 6 months. I read books, I build computers. Yeah, I would love to play football, but I couldn't then, so I shouldn't now," Peter said. I forward my eyebrows he never told me exactly why he was doing what he was. "Sure, because you're different," Stark said. "Exactly. But I can't tell anybody that, so I'm not," Peter said. Stark looked at me then and raised his eyebrows. I sighed knowing I wasn't getting around this at all and I was going to have to explain why I wasn't out there with Peter in so ridiculous suit fighting crime.

"I'm not a genius like Peter is. I can barely pass my classes. I wouldn't be passing them if it wasn't for him. I'm more street smart and I'm artsier than him. I take pictures and draw and I don't draw pretty things, I draw dark messed up things. Peter follows the rules and I don't. So what business do I have out there saving people's lives?" I said looking down at my hands.

[pasteljooonie]

Infatuation | Yoongi

Description; Agust D was a world know rapper. Yoongi, was a brat that had too much money to handle. When he and his manager run into trouble, he realizes the attitude that comes out when around her is jealously, because he couldn’t have her.

Warning; Cussing, Mature, Blood Mentions, Fighting

Smut Warning; Rough sex, Biting, Multiple Orgasms, Fingering, Body Appreciation, Unprotected Sex.

Genre; Angst | Smut | AU

Pairing; Yoongi x Reader | Namjoon x Jin

Word Count; 6.7k

"And that's a wrap for tonight! Take it on home, and get some sleep, we have to be back at seven am sharp, anyone late will be fired, that's a promise! Now get your asses home." You sighed, watching the crew begin to disperse, all sharing collective sighs of relief. You were shooting Yoongi's newest music video, and were finally calling a night at two am, thankful there was little needed to be put away, as the rest could remain out for tomorrow's shoot, and what did need to be storaged was being handled by the interns, and they were already nearly done. "Wow it almost seems like you don't want to be here, how shocking." You mocked, walking up to Yoongi as his assistant handed him a water bottle. "Wow it almost seems like you don't have anything productive to say, how shocking." He fired back, making you hit him with your clipboard. "I'm sorry, what would you like me to say? You did great today, you weren't a dick to all the interns, you were cooperative with the crew, you didn't throw more than four tantrums, congrats." You scoffed, making him roll his eyes in response. You were a manager, working under BigHit, and specifically assigned to Yoongi. He had a history of not getting along with his managers, and you were hired to keep him in check, and help him as he toured, produced music, and made music videos. "If you're going to be August D, you need to be productive." You spoke up again. "Stop showing up late and covered in hickeys, stop acting like a frat boy, and screw your head on straight. I'm not going to keep cleaning up your messes when you're too hungover to clean them up yourself. I'm not an assistant, I'm a manager. I don't assist, I manage, and that means sending your ass home, and going to bed, since you need to be awake and back here, in five hours. Otherwise, this album isn't happening, and you can kiss your next tour goodbye." You snapped, making him glare at you. "암캐" he muttered under his breath, making you roll your eyes. "Now go." You snapped, watching him storm away as you sighed, rubbing your temples irritably, before turning away. Making sure everyone was gone, before leaving yourself. 

"God he's so obnoxious. They warned me of what I would have to deal with, but god sometimes I just want to punch him in the face." You sighed, laying next to your two closest friends, both of them nodding in agreement. "From what we've heard, only the twelve thousand times you rant about him, sounds like it." Jin said, making you sigh. "He's just a bratty rich kid." You groaned. "And I'm working these hellish hours, not getting any sleep at all, and he's out partying and making me clean him up when he stumbles in drunk again." You huffed. "Well you probably don't get any sleep because you spend the 4 hours you have sitting on your bed complaining to us." Tae said, making you sigh again. "I know, but this is the only therapy I have, so I don't care." You sat up slowly, rubbing your eyes, before sighing again. "Besides, tomorrow is the last day of shooting, it'll only be a six hour day, then I can stay away from him for the next week while they edit and finish it, after that it's just choreo, so I just sit and watch during those sessions." You explained. "Sounds like a babysitter." Jin said, making you shrug. "Then I'm his babysitter. I don't care anymore, as soon as this tour starts everything will be fine. He's just being more of a pain in my ass than usual and I have no idea why." You mumbled, rubbing your eyes softly as you glanced at the clock beside your bed, it was still only three, you could get at least two hours of sleep if you kicked the boys out of your room soon. "Maybe he's on his period." Tae said, making you smack him as Jin laughed, "yeah maybe." You sighed, unable to hide the yawn that escaped your lips. Tae rubbed your back softly before moving to the edge of the bed and forcing you to lay down. "Get some rest, you clearly need it." Jin said softly, you waved your hand at him, but felt sleep nearly pull you under the second your head hit the pillows. "I don't know what I would do without you guys." You whispered, yawning again as you let your eyes close, feeling the bed move as they both got up, and Jin patted your leg softly. "Probably die."

Your sleep was too short, and it was too cold as your alarm woke you up. You groaned in annoyance as you turned it off, resisting the urge to throw your phone at the wall. Groaning again, you sat up slowly, setting your phone down as you grabbed a pillow and repeatedly hit yourself in the face with it. The last thing you wanted was to be awake right now. Finally sighing in defeat, you set the pillow down and made yourself stand up, shivering as you made your way to the bathroom. You didn't change last night, too tired to care about what you slept in, and that meant your makeup as well. You spent a few minutes splashing your face with cold water and cleaning it until it looked presentable, before finally getting dressed. You grabbed the first outfit you found, thankful you were able to wear clothes for comfort and not business, you were able to wear jeans and a regular shirt. Once you were finally dressed you walked out of the room, sighing as you reached the kitchen, and were startled to see Tae and Jin both awake, the later standing by the stove while Tae sat at the island. "Morning sleeping beauty." Jin said softly, setting a plate of toast next to Tae. "I know you have to go, so I made a to-go bag." He smiled, setting a brown paper bag next to the toast. "You're a life saver." You sighed, smiling appreciatively at him as you set your jacket next to the bag, "I have to go get my shoes, I'll be back around one? Maybe two? You guys got any plans?" You asked, already walking back to your room. "Nope! Days off." Tae yelled. "We should go to lunch!" You yelled back, sliding your shoes on, and grabbing your phone. "Sounds good to me." Tae replied, you heard Jin mumble something as well, and smiled to yourself. Glancing down at your phone you saw a missed call and text from Yoongi from half an hour ago.

"Where are you?"

"Shit." You cursed, standing up quickly and running back to the living room, "gotta go. Thanks for the breakfast, see you guys later." You mumbled hurriedly, thanking Jin as he handed you a thermos of coffee, and helped you collect your things. "Yoongi?" Tae asked, despite already knowing the answer. "Babysitter can't be late." You replied, making him snort softly, you said bye to them again and shut the door, cursing under your breath as you hurried to your car.

"You're not supposed to be here until seven." You told Yoongi, watching him struggle to get out of his car. "What time is it?" He asked, rubbing his eyes irritably as you huffed. "Six. The time I'm supposed to be here. What are you doing?" You asked, watching him shrug. "I woke up here." He mumbled, taking a step forward, and tripping over his feet. You watched him fall to the ground and cursed, setting your things on top of his car and helped him back onto his feet. "You woke up here?" You asked, putting his arm over your shoulder and leading him to the set as he nodded. "Did you drive back here? I watched you leave last night, did you come back for something?" You asked, sitting him in a chair as he groaned. "You." His voice was weak as he mumbled, and you sighed. "Stay here." You told him, before going back to his car and grabbing your things. "Why were you looking for me?" You asked, sitting across from him as he groaned. "I don't know. That's all I remember before waking up in my car here." He answered, and you sighed. "You probably got shitfaced. You look hungover, here." He glanced at you blearily as you held out your thermos for him, he took it and twisted the cap off, sniffing the contents questioningly. "It's not black, but it should help keep you awake, eat this, I need to make a call, the crew will have my head if there's no coffee and donuts this morning." You told him, standing up as you watched him begin eating the breakfast Jin made for you. "There's always coffee and donuts." Yoongi said softly making you scoff. "I know. I pick them up from the bakery, but I couldn't stop by before I got here because I had to come make sure you weren't in the back of a police car." You told him, watching him shrug as you stepped away and called Tae.

"I owe you." You sighed gratefully as Tae and Jin arrived with bags and boxes in their arms, "Well we do still have lunch later right? That'll cover it." Tae smiled cheekily as he helped you set up the table, "what's that?" You asked Jin as he held out a bag for you. "More breakfast. I knew you'd give it to him, and you need to eat too." He said as you smiled, hugging him tightly. "God I really would die without you two." You mumbled, beginning to set the donuts up in their usual position. You suddenly heard a car approach and raised your head, it was still six thirty, nobody was supposed to be here yet, but realization crossed your face as you watched the car park and saw four boys step out. "Those are his roommates." You told Tae and Jin, focusing your attention back on the donuts. "He's back here boys." You yelled loud enough for them to hear, but you heard the footsteps stop close and raised your head in confusion, startled to see them standing on the other side of the table holding boxes of donuts. "Yoongi?" You asked, glancing back at the rapper, who shrugged. "Thank you." You mumbled, taking the boxes from them. "This is so many oh my god." You laughed softly, trying to make room for them all, "well I guess this can be used as a way to say thanks since today's the last day of filming." You shrugged, clearing the trash as you turned back to Yoongi, he was still eating Jin's breakfast and slid money to one of his roommates, making you roll your eyes. "Thank you Yoongi. Now we have enough for everyone to go into a diabetic coma." You laughed softly, making a smile grace his lips for a second. "Thank you guys again, I'm sorry for bothering you." You turned to Tae and Jin, watching them only shrug in response, "it was no problem, honestly." Tae replied, Jin remained silent, his eyes glancing at one of Yoongi's roommates. You rolled your eyes playfully before hugging the both of them, and bidding goodbye as they went back home, soon followed by Yoongi's roommates leaving as well.

"You didn't have to do that you know." You said once it was just the two of you. "You're always cleaning up my messes, take it as a thank you, for everything you do." His voice was soft, and you were almost startled hearing those words pass his lips. He never thanked you for something done indirectly. "Well, thank you." You mumbled, making him snort as you began to drink the coffee Jin had brought. "I just thanked you, and your response is 'thank you'? Okay ___" he laughed, and you felt heat rise to your face, and your stomach flutter. You cringed at the feeling and occupied yourself with setting up the props, you didn't know why he was acting so different towards you, but your hated the way it made you feel. After knowing him for nearly two years, him suddenly not acting like a brat was startling. You just hoped he'd go back to how he usually acts soon. "Do you have any medicine?" Yoongi suddenly asked, making you jump and turn to face him, "umm, like pain killers? Yeah." You nodded, walking over to your purse and grabbing the pill bottle. "Do you have a headache?" You asked, pouring the pills into your hand and grabbing him a water bottle. He nodded, thanking you softly as you handed the items to him. You watched him take the pills and pressed your forearm against his forehead. "Are you getting sick?" You asked, squatting down to look him in the eyes, you put your hands on either side of his face. "You're warm. How do you feel?" You asked, grabbing a towel, putting water on it, and holding it against his head. He didn't reply. His eyes were trained on yours, studying your features, until you snapped him out of it. "F-Fine." He answered, blinking slowly as his eyes trailed from your eyes to your lips. "Take it easy alright? You've still got twenty minutes until things actually start, use the peace and quiet as much as you can, see if you can shut your eyes for a bit." You told him, your eyes meeting his, and you saw an emotion behind his eyes that you couldn't place, and shrugged it off as his hangover. "There's more coffee if you need it. Today's an easy day today. Very little dancing, mostly just the slow scenes. It's scheduled as a six hour day, but if we work well enough, shooting should be done within three hours, and we can take breaks if you need any, just let me know if you start feeling sick okay?" You told him, watching him nod as you stood up. He mumbled something under his breath that you couldn't hear, and you shrugged it off and returned to setting things up.

"And that is a wrap on the music video! Thank you so much to everyone that contributed to making this, it's been a pleasure working with all of you, please, take some donuts on your way out." You laughed as everyone clapped, saying goodbye to each other and packing up their items. "Yoongi, you alright?" You asked, walking over to him as he sat in a chair, fanning himself with your clipboard. He nodded slowly, and you feigned a smile. "See? Just like I said, a three hour day. And we're done. You don't have anything other than editing, but you don't need to be there for that if you’re not up for it, so you have the next week to relax and feel better, use it. Don't be out partying, otherwise this sickness isn't going to go away okay? Tell your roommates to buy soup and painkillers. Until then..." You trailed off, reaching into your bag and pulling out the pill bottle from earlier. "Don't abuse it, it's just light stuff." You told him, making him roll his eyes as he took the bottle from you. "Thank you." He said softly, and you nodded, smiling at him again, before beginning to clean up. Today's clean up was longer as things actually had to be taken, and fully cleaned, but by the end it was just you and Yoongi, and two left over boxes of donuts.

"You okay to drive?" You asked, walking over to him, and holding a donut box out. "Yeah." He nodded, waving it off as he gathered his things, seeming more energized than earlier. "Thank you for earlier." He said softly, setting his car keys on top of the box in his hands. "I know I'm a pain in the ass. But I genuinely do appreciate it. I don't know what I would do without you." He said softly. You couldn't help but smile as you glanced at your feet shyly. "Probably die." You replied, he smiled and nodded his head, "yeah, you're probably right. I'll see you around." He said with a soft laugh, waving as he walked to his car. You watched him leave and sighed, watching his car drive away, and you felt a feeling in your gut you hadn't felt in a long time.

"You're an idiot." Tae scoffed. "I know." You groaned in annoyance, holding your head in your hands, sighing as you glanced back up at the boys sitting across from you. The three of you were at lunch, and you had told them that your feelings for Yoongi were turning from a hatred to more of a caring nature. "You were just telling us you wanted to punch him in the face." Jin reminded you. "I know." You sighed. "And now you're saying that you want to kiss him in the face." He said making you snort softly at his wording. "I know I'm just as irritated at myself as you are, but I don't know, he was just acting really different today, he was being nicer, and thanking me-" "that's toxic." Tae interrupted you, making you sigh. "It's not like he's an asshole that beats me and I'm forgiving him because he gave me a flower. He's just annoying, and he's being really nice now, call it a character arc, he's acting a lot nicer, and I appreciate it." You told them, "you're appreciating it too much." Jin replied, making you sigh for the millionth time. "I'm not saying I'm going to go and suck the guys dick. All I'm saying is, he's acting a lot nicer now, and I'm appreciating it. Okay? That's all." You defended yourself. You saw Tae and Jin share a look before sighing. "Just don't move too fast alright? This isn't just a one night stand that you'll forget, this is also your job, and if things go south, BigHit won't just fire Yoongi, managers are replaceable in the eyes of big corporations." Tae warned you, making you nod slowly and huff as you shoved some of your food in your mouth. "I need new friends that will just condone my stupid habits instead of being smart and warning me of the consequences." You sighed, making Jin roll his eyes as he kicked your leg playfully.

Yoongi's attitude didn't change. It was a month later now, and everything was going smoothly, his music video was done, had been for a few weeks now, and you two were just preparing things for tour, and he was still being nice and friendly. You didn't know what had gotten into him to suddenly make him change his attitude, but you knew one thing, it made your 'want to kiss him' turn into a 'want to have a relationship with him' and even you weren't blind enough to know these were dangerous waters. But as of now, nothing mattered as you danced alongside Jin and Tae. The club you stood in was loud and sweaty, drinks in your guys' hands as you forgot about the next day's duties. "Looky looky." Tae teased, pointing out the entrance where you watched Yoongi and his roommates walk in. "Shut up and tease Jin, I'm getting another drink." You smacked his shoulder playfully before walking over to the bar. You sat on a stool and ordered your drink, watching Yoongi approach as you waited. He didn't see you at first, but his excitement when he did was impossible to not notice. "Hey!" He greeted, smiling wide as he walked over, sitting on the stool next to you. "What're you guys doing here?" You asked, watching him order four drinks and a water. "Boys wanted a night out." He told you, handing the drinks to his roommates, and taking the water for himself. "That's new." You pointed out, watching him shrug. "I'm the driver." He replied, watching you nod understandably. "Yeah that's Jin's duty tonight, I just wanted to drink." You snorted softly, watching Yoongi glance at your roommates. "The pink haired one?" He asked, watching you nod in response. "What's his sexuality, do you know?" Yoongi asked, making your heart drop suddenly, "he uh, he's bisexual. Why?" You asked nervously. "My friend, Namjoon-" he pointed him out. "Has been eyeing him, just curious." He replied making you laugh softly. "That's good, Jin's been eyeing him as well." You told him, making him laugh softly. "Perfect, we'll have to try and find a way to set them up then eh?" He laughed, nudging you softly as you smiled, nodding in agreement. "I have to go to the bathroom can you watch my drink?" You hiccuped, watching him nod, he slid the drink closer to him and you got up, thanking him softly before heading to the bathroom like stated. You sighed at the line, despite expecting nothing less from a crowded bar. You waited your turn and were thankful it went quick, and you were already heading back to where Yoongi sat just a few minutes later. "That was unusually quick." He commented, making you scoff softly as you grabbed your drink. "What you time my bathroom breaks now?" You laughed, taking a sip of your drink as he laughed softly, "no, I just meant for usual bar bathroom times, there's always long lines." He said, making you nod, smiling as you saw Jin smiling as he leaned against the bar, and talked to Namjoon, "How're you feeling?" You asked him, seeing him more spaced out than usual, he sat up slowly and stretched. "I'm fine." He replied, turning to face you. "Just bored." He shrugged, you nodded, pursing your lips, you hesitated, before finishing your drink and standing up, "wanna dance?" You asked, holding your hand out to him, he seemed hesitant, before taking your hand and letting you lead him to the dance floor. He seemed awkward, and unsure what to do as you began to move slowly, smiling encouragingly, he slowly began to dance with you, a smile on his face as you two began to dance with each other, and sway along to the music.

The room was spinning when you woke up. You weren't sure what had happened, and weren't sure why you felt as bad as you did. You had never had a hangover this bad, and groaned as you raised your arm in an attempt to brush your hair out of your face, but found it limp, and it fell onto your face painfully instead. "T-Tae?" You whispered, trying to open your eyes but finding it difficult to. You finally got them open and sighed in relief, your head spinning as you tried to sit up and move properly. After a few more moments you finally found strength, and were able to stand up, but found yourself gripping the dresser for support. Only now, you realized, you were not in your bedroom. You looked around quickly, your head buzzing as you analyzed the room around you, and sighed in relief when you recognized it as Yoongi's, from the many times you dragged him home drunk. The previous nights adventures ran through your mind, and you tried to piece it together as you moved towards the door, hoping you would find answers down the hallway. You groaned at the light and covered your eyes, having to hold onto the wall to keep yourself standing, you finally reached the living room and covered your eyes to block out the light, and sighed in relief when you saw Tae and Jin sitting in the living room. "Jin?" You mumbled softly, taking a step forward, the sound of your voice made all the boys face you, Tae and Jin jumped up off the couch and immediately ran to your side, "Hey, come lay back down." Tae mumbled, leading you back to Yoongi's bedroom, and you were too weak to protest. "What's going on?" You asked, looking at them with confused eyes. "Where's Yoongi? Why are we at his house?" You asked, sitting on the bed slowly. "You need to rest alright? We'll talk later, you need more sleep." Jin said softly, making you lay down as you tried to argue, but your words were mumbled and didn't make sense to even you, sighing in defeat, you acknowledged the tiredness pulling you back under, and heard yourself mumble Yoongi's name as you fell asleep.

"So is everyone going to pretend they can't hear me?" You asked. It was later now, a day after the bar, and you were still in Yoongi's bed, yet he was no where to be found. Namjoon was the victim of your question as he set food down on the bed for you. "I'm not sure I'm the best one to talk to you about it." He mumbled, self consciously wrapping his arms around yourself, but you didn't care who told you, you wanted to know what happened to leave you with little memory of the night and in the bed of the artist you managed. "I don't care, just tell me please, it's really irritating not knowing, and pretty panic inducing when nobody-not even your best friends are talking to you, and you're in someone else's bed, in their clothes." You knew the words hit him hard and he sighed, closing the door softly, and sat on the edge of Yoongi's bed, very hesitant as he tried to find his words. "You and Yoon were dancing...." He started, scratching the back of his neck nervously, "and he had to go make a phone call, so he asked Jin and I to keep an eye on you, because you were acting weird, we just thought you were drunk, and would occasionally glance at you." He explained. Your heart began racing in fear as you twisted your fingers together. "We only looked away for a few seconds, and when we looked back you were walking away with someone. We thought it was Yoongi. Your friend said that you two have gotten a lot closer in the last month and so we assumed you were leaving or-" "Namjoon." You interrupted him, wanting him to get back to the point. "It wasn't. We didn't know who he was. Yoongi said he was coming back inside after the phone call, and he saw him leading you out of the bar, you were barely awake, and were mumbling your friends name. I don't know what happened next, but by the time we made it outside, you were unconscious on the curb and Yoongi was on top of the other guy. We took you away quickly, not knowing what to do, but knowing the police would show up, me and Jin were driving you, and we decided to take you here, it was closer than your house, and we could both keep an eye on you until the others got back. They talked to the police, and the guy is gone, but nobody's heard from Yoongi since. He texted us, telling us to move you to his room, and make sure someone was always with you, and he's been gone since." He finished explaining. Your heart was racing as your stomach turned on itself, and you tried to figure out your emotions. You heard him call Jin's name softly, and soon had your friends comforting you as you tried to wrap your mind around everything.

The apartment was silent as you sat on the couch, still piecing your feelings together. It was a few hours later, later in the evening. Jin and Tae had left to get food, they tried to insist you come, or one of them stay with you, but you wanted alone time, and that's what you had for a little while, until you heard the doorbell ring. You got up slowly, and opened the door, your face falling as you saw Yoongi on the other side of the door, his head low as he held out a pill bottle, the painkillers you had given him during the music video. "Thought you might have a headache." He mumbled, still not meeting your eyes as you grabbed his arm and roughly pulled him into the apartment. "Are you kidding me?" You snapped, making him look up at you in shock. "After everything you tell them to put me in your bed, put me in your clothes, and yet you just disappear? With no trace? And don't bother saying anything o-or even texting?!" You snapped, pushing his chest as he took a deep breath. "I'm not doing this." He spoke calmly, despite the anger radiating off of him, he moved past you and towards the door, tossing the painkillers onto the counter. "No we are doing this because you owe me an explanation!" You snapped, walking over and putting your hand on the door, knowing he could open it despite your attempts if he tried hard enough. "What do you want me to say?!" He snapped turning to face you as his jaw trembled. "What do you want me to do huh? To face you? To talk to you? To pretend it's not my fault? Is that what you want ___? Cause you're not going to get it." He sneered, making your heart drop softly. "Yoongi this isn't your-" "how? How is it not my fault? You left your drink with me. You sat next to me. You danced with me. You trusted me." The last sentence was barely a whisper as he said it, tears welling in his eyes as you swallowed thickly. "You're hurt." You said softly, seeing dried blood on his neck, causing him to scoff as he turned away again. "You can't just walk out on me!" You yelled angrily, "watch me." He snapped, his hand on the door handle as you ran over to him. "I don't know why you're acting like this! We're both fine, and we barely even started being able to tolerate each other a month ago! It's not like we're good friends! You-“ you broke off, not finishing your sentence as it hurt yourself to say. "You don't know why I'm acting like this?" He asked, his voice dangerously low as he turned to face you again.

"I'm sorry, would you rather me go back to who I was? Treating you and everyone else like shit because I hated myself too much and couldn't admit that I was the problem?!" He snapped, making your face fall as you took a step back. "The wannabe frat boy drinking myself to death and fucking hookers cause I didn't want to admit that I was in love with the one girl that I couldn't have?! Is that what you want __?! You want an explanation?! I couldn't face you because I'm in fucking love with you and knowing you got hurt because of me made me not even able to face myself!" He snapped, a tear passing his eyes as you stood speechless in front of him. He scoffed as he turned on his feet again, and opened the apartment door. Before he could step out however, you raced to his side again, and this time when he faced you, you pressed your lips against his. Kicking the door shut you held him closely. He grabbed you suddenly, his fingers digging into your hips as he pulled your body roughly against his, panting against your lips as he lifted you up, you wrapped your legs around his waist and let him carry you to your room. Once in reach he threw you onto the bed, and climbed over you, his hands on either side of your head as he trailed his lips down to your neck, and pulled your shirt off quickly. You were panting underneath him as he kissed along the exposed skin of your stomach, and made his way down to your jeans, kissing above your jean-line as he undid your button and zipper, pulling them down your legs swiftly, you grabbed his shoulders and pulled him back up to you, kissing him messily as you began to undo his belt. He pulled away to take his shirt off, and let his jeans fall to the floor and kick them away, you looked at him above you, reach forward you trailed your fingers along his exposed skin, seeing fresh bruises littering his skin and a healing cut just below his jaw, undoubtedly from the fight Namjoon had explained, you pulled him down, kissing him softly. He smiled against your lips before trailing his down to your neck again, you felt his hand trail down your stomach before he slid his fingers into your panties, and found your clit. You gasped at the sudden feeling and tugged at his hair, feeling him groan against your neck as he began to rub circles on your clit quickly. You moaned and arched your back off the bed, wanting more of him you tried to tell him, but found yourself speechless as he entered a finger inside of you.

You whined at the feeling, pulling his head from your neck to kiss his lips as you moaned. "I'm gonna cum." You whispered, your thighs clenching around his hand, he smiled against your lips and entered another finger, making you whimper in pleasure as he egged you on, his lips still ghosting over yours as he smirked and whispered "good girl." You whined again as he added a third finger, thrusting them inside of you quickly, and curving them, making you gasp as he hit your g-spot. You gripped his shoulders roughly and found yourself moving your hips with him. He drank in your reactions and fastened his pace, swallowing your moans as you gasped, cumming around his fingers, he continued to rub your clit and bring you down from your high until there were tears in the corners of your eyes and you were breathless. "I need you." You didn't care how needy you sounded as you watched him smirk, bringing his fingers to his lips you watched him run his tongue over each of them, making you groan as you quickly undid your bra and threw it across the room, desperate to have him inside you, you pulled your underwear off next, and saw him finally begin to pull his underwear down, his smirk still on his lips as he found himself at the end of the bed, and kissing up your legs slowly. "Don't even think about it." You warned as he reached your thighs, paying extra attention to the soft skin on the insides of your thighs, you gasped as you felt a sharp pain, and saw him smirk and run his tongue over the bite mark, and you couldn't deny the heat it caused in your stomach. "Yoongi I swear to god-" you were cut off as he put his hand on your pussy again, his fingers teasing the folds as you whined. "Desperate, are we?" He teased, loving your reactions, he continued to slowly move his fingers, taunting you as he ran them along your slit slowly. "I'm going to kill you." You whispered breathlessly, making him laugh, and only egging him on more. "Easy, you're going to get what you want, I'm just having my fun. I can't help it, your reactions are fucking amazing." He smiled, kissing your stomach again, making you whine impatiently. He finally gave in, and moved his position, so he was now hovering over you, and kissed your lips softly. "You're so goddamn beautiful." He whispered, putting his hand on your cheek, and running his thumb over your bottom lip. "Now's not the best time to go soft on me Yoongi." You whispered, desperate for him to fuck you.

"I know, but it's rude to be looking at art and not appreciate the beauty of it." He hummed, letting his hand trail back down to your clit and rub slow circles on it. "Shut the fuck up and fuck me already." You panted, hating the stupid smirk on his stupid face as he peppered your face in kisses. "As you wish Jagiya." He whispered, giving you a soft wink, before lining himself with you, you felt him rub the tip of his cock slowly along your pussy, allowing it to collect your wetness and make his entry easier, you waited impatiently, and gasped as you felt him slowly push in. He only took seconds to bottom out, and stilled to let you adjust. "Holy fuck." You panted out, your mind in a haze and at a loss of words as you nodded at him, telling him it was okay to move. He leaned down and kissed you softly as he pulled out, before pushing back in. Still moving slowly as you panted against his lips, whimpering as his pace quickened. "Fuck." Yoongi gasped, groaning quietly as he sped up his thrusts, kissing you more passionately now as he stuck with his pace, driving both of you wild as you panted breathlessly into each other mouths. "Fuck..." You whined, gripping his shoulders tightly as he trailed his mouth down your body, focusing on your boobs, you felt him kiss along them before taking a nipple between his teeth, and teasing it, the sensation driving you wild as you moaned his name along with a string of cuss words. You felt one of his hand snake along your waist, feeling every inch of your skin as he leaned up to kiss you again. "Goddamn you're so perfect." He panted, brushing the hair out of your face to admire it. "You're not so bad yourself." You laughed softly, running your fingers through his hair, and letting out a high pitched whine as he hit your sweet spot. "God I'm not going to last long." You warned him, pulling him down to you as you kissed him roughly, "Good." He whispered, panting as he kissed along your body again, and his fingers found your clit again. He rubbed quick circles on it as you moaned, crying out his name as you came around him, your legs clamping down around his waist, you heard him whisper a string of curse words, before moaning loudly as he came inside of you. You panted tiredly as he stilled, his hair stuck to his forehead with sweat as his head hung low. You brushed his bangs out of his face, feeling him pull out and lay on the bed next to you. No sounds other than your breathing were made for a minute, until you laughed suddenly, your heart racing as you turned to face him, his face horror struck as you put your hand on his cheek.

"I love you too." You whispered, watching relief flood his features as he smiled, "I'm sorry, for being such a little bitch." He whispered, making you snort and shake your head. "It's fine. If I hated you I wouldn't of stuck around this long." You mumbled. He grabbed your hand off his cheek and kissed it softly, before leaning forward and kissing your lips. You smiled softly and kissed back, running your fingers through his hair as he pulled away, resting his forehead against yours and blinking slowly. "Do you want cereal?" You asked suddenly, making him burst out laughing as you smiled. "I haven't eaten much today and there's cereal in the kitchen and I really want some." You laughed softly, and he shook his head playfully. "Okay." He sat up slowly. "Let's go get some cereal then." 

You two had only been in the kitchen for a few minutes when the door opened, and you watched Tae and Jin walk in, stopping suddenly as they saw Yoongi. "Fucking finally." Tae laughed, making you and Yoongi blush as you stared down at your cereal shyly, reaching over, you grabbed Yoongi's hand and smiled at him, and he smiled back, and in that moment, Yoongi and his smile was all that mattered to you.

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Buster & Rio

Buster: Talk to me Buster: Please Rio: I'm busy Buster: Alright. I'm not gonna be all in your face then Buster: But I'm sorry Buster: That's all I wanted to say Rio: Okay Rio: Thanks Rio: How is she then? Buster: You were right Buster: Can we talk later when you're not busy? Rio: Well, the 'I told you so' don't feel that good Rio: if it's any consolation Buster: I'm not about to take that as a victory, like, don't worry Rio: You do whatever you want Buster Rio: I'm good Buster: Babe Buster: Come on Buster: Do whatever you want, but don't lie to me Rio: Well Rio: I will be soon anyway Buster: What does that mean? Rio: That I'm going out Rio: to have fun Buster: Where are you going? I'll come meet you Rio: No Rio: Don't Rio: You've got to stay in with your sister anyway Buster: I've got to fix things with you too though Buster: I get that you're mad but just let me Rio: I don't wanna talk yet Rio: Later Buster: So you wanna wait until you're drunk, yeah? Rio: Not an amatuer, babe Buster: Whatever Buster: I'll talk to you later then Rio: [Later enough that drugs have been purchased and taken] Rio: What you wanna say then boy? Buster: Do you actually wanna hear it now? Buster: We can do this tomorrow Rio: S'why I asked Buster: What can I do so you'll forgive me? Rio: Hmm Rio: Let me think Buster: I reckoned that's what you'd been doing Buster: But alright Rio: I told you I've been busy Rio: and I told you I'm not obsessed with you Rio: I have a life too you know Buster: Okay Rio: Stop thinking that Rio: that's a start Buster: I don't Rio: and stop taking for granted that I'll stay Rio: just because I love you Rio: it doesn't mean you get to treat me like shit, or put everyone else before me Buster: Babe, I'm sorry if that's what you think Buster: Nobody comes before you Buster: I didn't mean to hurt you and it's shitty that I did Buster: But you're so important to me, you know Rio: I just Rio: The baby does like, but that doesn't mean she does Rio: it ain't the same thing, I want you to know 'cos she'll milk that for all it's worth and you wouldn't listen to me Buster: I know Buster: But I genuinely was worried about the baby, not her Buster: Lesson learned, like Buster: I should've listened to you Rio: I don't want her to take advantage of you any more than she already has Buster: It's not gonna happen Buster: I'll be surprised if she even talks to me again any time soon after how that convo went Rio: Is she mad Buster: I don't care Rio: Yeah Rio: Me either Buster: Are you mad? Rio: No doubt I'll get over it Buster: Let me help you Buster: Whatever you want Rio: I'm sorted Rio: I just got back from picking up Buster: So you're with Indie Rio: No Rio: She's at one of her mates Buster: Who are you with then? Rio: Party of one now Rio: Which is a shame Buster: I'll pick you up Buster: Are you back at the flat? Rio: You're not having any of my drugs Rio: we took most of it anyway Buster: I never said I wanted any Buster: So what, you wanna be on your own? Rio: I don't know Rio: I thought she'd be her Rio: e Buster: Call her Buster: She'll come back Rio: No Rio: Dramatic Buster: I'll do it then Buster: She knows I am Rio: Don't Rio: or Imma make you grovel again Buster: Tell me what you do what me to do then Buster: want* Buster: I can take you home or bring you here Buster: Or we can just keep talking Rio: I'm honestly fine Rio: I didn't wanna talk but you've ruined it Buster: I'll go then Rio: I'm meant to be shocked? Dick Buster: If you don't wanna talk to me and I've ruined your night I'm not just gonna sit here with this inbox open Rio: Then don't Rio: See if I care Buster: Stop it Buster: I know you care Buster: So do I Rio: Well sometimes I wish I didn't Buster: If you can stop, go ahead Buster: I can't Rio: Of course I fucking can't Buster: Then talk to me Buster: What's the fucking point of this? Rio: I can't because you'll be angry Rio: today is piling shit ontop of shit Rio: let's just stop Buster: Why would I be angry? I'm the one that fucked up Buster: You were right, I told you Rio: Yeah well, ditto, babe Buster: What do you mean? You're just high that's hardly the end of the world, babe Rio: It could've been so much more Rio: it would've been so easy Buster: Tell me what happened Rio: Where'd you think I got the drugs from Rio: Who Buster: What the fuck did he do Rio: Nothing no Rio: I think it was me, I text him Rio: but he was really nice about it and nothing actually happened he drove me back Buster: You text him 'cause you wanted drugs and then what? Buster: Did he take them with you? Rio: well yeah Rio: but I didn't pay so fair right Buster: You didn't pay anything? Rio: nope Rio: i offered but Buster: What did he say when you offered? Rio: yeah you know how it goes, it was just a joke Rio: banter Buster: Bullshit Buster: We've been here before, remember Buster: What did he say, Rio Rio: Don't Rio: It's so embarrassing to repeat and you know Buster: I'm gonna kill him Buster: Where is he? Rio: Buster stop Rio: It wasn't like that we we're hanging out, joking Buster: Not this time Buster: He needs to stop Buster: It's a joke until it isn't, babe Buster: Next time what do you think it'll be like Rio: There won't be a next time, I'm not like that Buster: You're not the one who's done anything wrong Buster: He's a drug dealer, you wanted to buy drugs Rio: Neither has he, nothing even happened properly Buster: Nothing should come close to happening Buster: He's having a baby with my fucking aunt Buster: And that's not even the only reason why this is fucked Rio: Exactly so don't do anything or everyone will find out Rio: it was my fault, I was giving off a weird vibe Buster: They need to Buster: How many times is he gonna ruin shit for this family, Jesus Christ Rio: Nothing's ruined Rio: don't tell, please Buster: I'm going to find him Buster: Nance will understand Rio: Don't Rio: How can I convince you this isn't a big deal, come on Buster: I'm not gonna tell anyone I'm just gonna hurt him Buster: Don't worry about it Rio: Buster, stop Rio: Please listen to me Rio: we'll be the ones who ruin everything if you do, not only with Ro and my parents and Edie and Indie Rio: but he knows about us remember, 'cos he does Buster: I don't care about that Buster: This is more important Rio: What about what I want Rio: doesn't that matter at all Buster: Of course it does Buster: Please, just don't stop me again, okay Rio: It's not going to make you feel any better Buster: Yes it will Buster: And if it means he leaves you alone it'll make you feel better too Rio: What if I wanted it to happen Buster: What? Rio: Well maybe I wanted to do it, you can't do this then Rio: right Buster: Don't say that Buster: Of course you didn't Rio: Just don't, yeah Buster: Tell me that you didn't want that Rio: Nothing happened Rio: If I wanted, something would have Rio: but that's my point, it was nothing, seriously Buster: Rio, that's so sick Buster: Don't you know that? Rio: What? Buster: He shouldn't want anything like that to happen with you Buster: We've dragged Chlo through the mud but like, she's not a grown man Rio: He's not that old Rio: and I'm legal Buster: He's the same age as your fucking dad Buster: They grew up together Buster: Come on Rio: He can't not look, really, it's not like I give people much choice Buster: Yes he can Buster: You remember him from being a kid Buster: It's fucked up Buster: Why are you making excuses for him? How can you? Rio: Well everything's a bit fucked up in this family really isn't it Buster: If you compare me to him, I swear to god Rio: I didn't Rio: I'm just saying, I've not got room to judge Buster: You have though Buster: You should Rio: It's fine Rio: I don't care Buster: I can't do this Buster: Fuck's sake Rio: You'll leave it now? Buster: I'm walking away from this convo for a sec before I say something I don't wanna Rio: Go on, get it out here, like Buster: No Rio: It's my fault Rio: Do it Buster: Shut up Rio: No Rio: Make me Buster: I love you, so stop Rio: Why Buster: 'Cause I don't wanna hurt you by saying everything I'm thinking right now Rio: I can handle it Buster: I'm not doing this Rio: Pussy Buster: You're not gonna make me Buster: Leave it alone Rio: Yeah that's good, just tell me you're thinking horrible things about me but don't say them Rio: and you wanted to talk Rio: bullshit, Buster Buster: Excuse me for not wanting to fuck up again tonight Rio: It's your turn, like Buster: Are you keeping score now? Rio: Maybe Rio: Been that kinda day Buster: Then let's call it a night Buster: Enough of this Rio: What, so I can go back to being alone? Rio: Great Rio: Thanks Buster: Let me call someone for you or take you somewhere Buster: This is so stupid Rio: NO Rio: I don't fucking want them don't you get it Rio: you're stupid Rio: being home is no different than being here Buster: Come here then Buster: Just stop shouting at me Rio: You don't want me though do you Buster: Of course I fucking do Buster: Don't say that Rio: You're disgusted right Rio: I bet you can't even look at me Buster: Not by you Buster: Just him Rio: Do you think I did it Buster: I don't think you did anything wrong Rio: Honest? Buster: Seriously Buster: None of this is your fault Rio: I don't know how you can mean it Rio: but I believe you Buster: 'Cause it's true, Rio Buster: It hurts me that you don't know that Rio: I get paid to take my clothes off and talk about sex Rio: everyone's seen me get fucked Rio: it's not so leftfield for him to reckon i'd fuck him for payment Buster: Yes it is Buster: That's like Chlo saying 'cause I've fucked her friends I wanted to fuck her and it's no big deal Rio: Money makes it different Rio: you wanted to fuck them, that's fine Rio: I'm just doing it for the cash, so why not that too right Buster: 'Cause of who he is for one thing is why not Buster: 'Cause you've made it clear to him that you don't want to Buster: 'Cause wanting to get high doesn't mean you wanna get fucked Buster: 'Cause you're worth more than however the fuck much he gave you Rio: Have I though? Maybe I'm just not good at making it clear Rio: Ryan doesn't get it either Buster: That's them Buster: Lads have really fucked you over, babe Buster: I hate it Buster: I've always known exactly what you want and don't. It's not hard to read your signals never mind take it what you're actually saying Rio: Shut up Rio: I'm no sob story it's standard Buster: It's not and I can't handle you thinking it is Rio: You reckon no girl you've been with ever felt like this Buster: I've been a massive cunt to plenty of them but I still know they haven't Rio: Nah, you're wrong Rio: not saying because of you Rio: but they have Buster: Even if other girls have been through it, it doesn't make a difference Buster: It's still not right Buster: If this was happening to someone else you'd be first in line to fuck the dude up Buster: You know you would Rio: Yeah well other people don't deserve it Buster: Why do you? Rio: Because Rio: well because I dress how I do, and I put myself out there naked all the time anyway Rio: what else would people think Rio: it's logical Buster: Bullshit Buster: Normal people would reckon that how you dress doesn't make a difference Buster: And neither does your job, 'Cause that's what it is, babe. A job Buster: If Indie was doing it you wouldn't let people treat her like shit Rio: But she isn't and wouldn't Rio: I'm not saying it's right but it's the world we live in Rio: it is what it is Buster: No, cunts are gonna think what cunts are gonna think but that ain't your fault Buster: I refuse to believe your ma ain't never taken you to a women's march or some shit Buster: If anything you should get more respect for doing it, not less, 'cause of the cunts you have to deal with Rio: Well I don't so whatever Buster: Not whatever Buster: It's shit and you don't have to accept it Rio: Christ, do you wanna go on a march or something Buster: Shut up Buster: Have you met my mother and sister? I get all the feminist speeches I need Rio: Yeah well you know it's bullshit then Buster: What drugs did he give you? Buster: You're so down on yourself and everything else Rio: Oh yeah, this is an issue with the drugs Rio: Get real, babe Buster: I'm being real, you're being negative to the extreme Rio: Damn, I'm so sorry Rio: You want posi vibes go find my Ma Buster: Calm down Rio: Whatever Buster: Stop saying whatever to me Rio: Say something I wanna hear then Buster: Like what? Rio: If you need to ask it ain't gonna happen Rio: go to bed Buster: Only if you take your own advice Rio: Sure Rio: if you like Buster: Please do Rio: Don't make me whatever at you again Rio: I've still got some left Buster: You don't need that Buster: You need to stop Rio: I know my limits, thanks Buster: Act like it then Rio: Stop lecturing me Buster: Stop being such a headfuck Rio: If you don't like it you know what to do Buster: If you don't want me to tell you what to do, then don't try and do the same to me, babe Rio: What do you want, Buster? Buster: Why are you asking me that? You already know the answers Rio: I'm not in the mood now Rio: that ship has sailed Buster: If you think I'm gonna fuck you in this state then I don't know what to tell you Rio: You're not Buster: That's my point Rio: So Rio: you can go Buster: No Buster: I might be too sober for whatever the fuck is going on with you right now but that doesn't mean I'm leaving you to it Buster: Not actually that much of a cunt, like Rio: Entertain yourself then Buster: Fine Rio: You actually got nothing better on Rio: wake Nance up, like Buster: I'm not just sitting here Buster: I've got plenty of shit to do Rio: You should focus for once Buster: Stop telling me what to do Rio: It was a suggestion not a demand Rio: touchy Buster: Don't Buster: You're so annoying on whatever Drew's mystery freebies are Rio: Maybe you just deserve it Buster: What is that meant to mean? Rio: We're here 'cos you were meant to be apologising Rio: remember Rio: not forgot just 'cos I'm wasted Buster: I already said sorry Buster: But okay Buster: I'm sorry again Rio: Yeah Buster: I fucked up it's not gonna happen that way again Rio: Alright Rio: We'll see Buster: You don't believe me? Rio: I believe you've got good intentions Buster: That's not the same thing Buster: I told you, I'm done jumping through hoops for her Rio: 'Til you know it's yours for sure Rio: then you'll have to Buster: No I won't Buster: She doesn't get to hold me to ransom even if it is my kid Rio: I wish that were true Rio: You think lads are bad Rio: Girls can be evil Buster: Cheers for that, babe Buster: You're a bit late with the warning, like, but Rio: Well Rio: I didn't think this would happen Buster: That makes two of us Rio: It's shit Buster: Yeah, I know Rio: It's always going to be shit isn't it Buster: Of course not Buster: We're gonna be so good, remember? Rio: Sounds like the kinda shit I'd say Rio: yeah Buster: Yeah Buster: You did Buster: And I believe it Rio: I'm glad you do Buster: You're telling me you don't now? Rio: I didn't say that Buster: What are you saying? Rio: I don't know Rio: I need to get away Buster: From me? Rio: No Rio: From here Buster: Come to London with me Rio: I don't think I can come meet her parents with you babe Buster: That's not what I said Buster: And I'm not doing that anyway Rio: Since when? Buster: Since today when I told her I'm not Rio: Why didn't you tell me Buster: There's been a lot going on, babe Buster: You didn't wanna talk to me and I just wanted to say sorry so Rio: Ugh Rio: you don't tell me any of the good bits Buster: Bullshit Buster: I tell you everything Rio: Obviously not boy Buster: Fuck off Rio: You are rude Buster: Stop lying Rio: Yet more rudeness Rio: Unbelieveable Buster: You love me Buster: Shh Rio: Sad but true Buster: Don't say it like that Rio: Jokes Buster: 😒 Rio: Can dish it out but can't take it huh Buster: You don't have to be competitively rude Buster: It's not a game, like Rio: Oh so you want me to say nice things to you and you get to be a meanie Rio: I think not Buster: I can be nice Rio: You're gonna have to prove that Buster: Yeah? Buster: Easy Rio: ? Rio: I'm waiting Buster: What I have to prove it but you don't have to earn it? Now that's rude Rio: 😒 Buster: Are you gonna come to London or what? Rio: Maybe Rio: but even in my intoxicated state I know it needs more planning than just saying yeah Buster: If I say please will you say yeah anyway though Rio: Say it then Buster: Please stay in London with me, baby Rio: Oh Rio: that was nice Rio: Yeah, I will Buster: Good Buster: I wish we could start today over Buster: I miss you Rio: We can Rio: Come see me Buster: I can't, you're too wasted and so is my sister Rio: Please Buster: I really want to Rio: Then come Buster: You need sleep Buster: The comedown is gonna be a bitch Rio: I need you Buster: I can't just leave Nance here she won't know what the fuck is going on Buster: I'll come get you, you can be here too Rio: Can you drive? Buster: I'm not the one that's high, babe Rio: Okay Rio: smartypants Rio: Come get me Buster: I'm on my way Rio: 🤤 Buster: I love you Buster: Hold on, I'll be right there Rio: I love you Rio: you're hot Buster: Yeah I know Rio: so damn hot Rio: i want you Buster: Tomorrow Buster: When you wake up you can have the whole day if you want Rio: 😣 Rio: cocktease Buster: I'm only a tease if I break that promise Rio: I'm mad Buster: Babe Buster: I'll still make you feel good Buster: But you don't wanna fuck me Rio: I do too Buster: You might change your mind again before I get there Buster: You already have from earlier Rio: Well I'll let you know Buster: Good Buster: Chat away then 'cause if you wake Nance you will be mad and so will she probably Rio: Pshh Rio: You know I can be quiet Buster: Normally yeah, but I'm not sure I trust in whatever you're on Rio: 😑 Rio: I'm not gonna out us to your sister Buster: I know you won't Buster: I wouldn't let it happen anyway Rio: Exactly Rio: Plenty of ways to shut me up so let's play Buster: I'm trying to be good right now and you're making it harder than it should be Rio: Fuck good Rio: fuck me Buster: Jesus Rio: Little late to be turning to him babe Buster: Yeah Rio: [Morning after] Rio: Where are you? Buster: Breakfast run Buster: I'll be back soon Rio: Oh good Rio: I thought you'd relegated yourself to the sofa on my behalf Buster: Like you'd have let me Buster: You weren't letting go, babe Rio: Are you mad? Buster: 'Course not Buster: Are you okay? Rio: Dehydrated like a motherfucker Rio: don't say told you so Rio: is Nance up? Buster: Drink your water I deliberately left it within reach Buster: Neither of you were when I left but she could have been faking so she didn't have to face the world, like Rio: You're cute Rio: I'll attempt to lift my head, like Rio: Poor babe, I'm not hearing any groans of despair so maybe she's still out Buster: I'll rig up some kind of elaborate straw set up like the nerd I am if you wait for me Buster: I'll console her with breakfast either way Rio: Don't make me laugh Rio: or be nice to me Rio: Good idea Rio: that and complete feigned ignorance, at least I got so trashed it's almost believeable from me too Buster: I'll try not to make you laugh but you can't stop me being nice to you Buster: Yeah, obviously Buster: Do you want that from me too? Rio: No Rio: I don't like it when we don't tell each other the truth Buster: Me either Rio: How are you? Buster: Standard Buster: Well, my new one of tired and stressed, like Rio: Babe Rio: You should sleep when you get back Buster: And waste this coffee, yeah right? Buster: I've got too much to do anyway Rio: 😔 Rio: Least let me give you a massage Buster: 'Cause that won't be distracting at all, like Rio: After then Rio: I'm really good at them Buster: Humble brag Buster: But I don't doubt it Rio: I'm just tryna make amends Rio: I'll think of something Rio: not firing on all cylinders yet but Buster: Babe you don't have to Buster: I'm not gonna say no to you proving how good you are with your hands in yet another way but like Buster: It shouldn't be 'cause you feel bad Rio: But I do Rio: but I want to too Rio: I don't want you to be stressed Buster: Don't Buster: You don't owe me anything, yeah? I want to take care of you too Buster: And I'm not stressed 'cause of you, you know that right? Rio: Lil bit tho Rio: lbr Buster: Nah Buster: Yesterday was already a headfuck before you were Buster: And I can't actually make you do all my school work, hot as the idea is Rio: Okay Rio: I'll let you get on, promise Rio: No funny business Buster: Shame Buster: But if I have to keep on being 😇 so be it Buster: If I could resist you last night I can do anything Rio: Hm? Rio: Yeah I bet the mess was so desirable, like 😏 Buster: You were Buster: You are Buster: And you thought I was too so Buster: Christ knows why Rio: Who are you and what have you done with Buster McKenna? Buster: He's here somewhere, queuing for espresso Buster: But he was hardly bringing his A game to you at that AM after a mad dash to the 24, like Rio: Oh God Rio: might crawl into Nance's shame pit with her Rio: don't mind me Buster: There's no need Buster: You were all over the place, but at least you weren't stalking your exes Buster: Did think I might be one at certain points but Buster: Cheers for not dumping me Rio: Really throw him off Rio: A power move, honestly, and a better use of my evening alas Rio: Shut up Buster: I was trying to stalk Drew so I could murder him in fairness so I can't judge Rio: I remember that much Rio: Let's not Buster: You were right, as usual Buster: Take it Rio: I did not feel it, trust Buster: I know Rio: Indie's texting Rio: Ugh, I feel awful Buster: Are you gonna tell her? Rio: I don't think so? Rio: I hate feeling like I'm lying again but Rio: it's not worth it, she knows what he is, I don't need to feel like I'm stirring the pot Buster: For what my opinion's worth, now I'm calmer about it I don't reckon you should either Buster: How fucked to know that your dad ain't changed from the days he was fucking your mum for drugs Buster: She don't need that spelled out again Rio: Yeah Rio: It'll just hurt her Rio: I don't trust him to give a fuck so Rio: Nah Buster: Exactly Buster: I'm sorry I lost it Buster: You don't have to worry about what I'm gonna do, alright Rio: I don't blame you Rio: it was valid Rio: but glad we're on the same page about what to do now Buster: Yeah Buster: I don't wanna fight with you about that cunt of all people Rio: Seriously Rio: Agreed Rio: Safe to say I'm off the drugs but if I get the urge Rio: go somewhere else, like Rio: easy to avoid Buster: It's not like he comes around to see Indie that often either so Buster: I just wish Chlo was that easy to avoid Rio: If only Rio: Have you heard anything since? Buster: I've blocked her socials 'cause she was all over my feed so I'm waiting for that backlash but no Buster: I meant everything I said last night, you know Rio: Wait for her to find you on some obscure platform you'd forgot about Rio: that's always fun Rio: yeah, I know Buster: If she starts liking more of your pics we know why Buster: Hopefully even she isn't shameless enough to try and talk to me via Nance after everything though Rio: Won't get cocky, like Rio: Yikes Rio: She wouldn't, right? Buster: Honestly? I wouldn't be surprised Buster: Last night she was so Buster: It's next level Rio: Maybe unblock her then Rio: What if she thinks Nancy knows about the baby Rio: or just drops it for the fun of it Buster: Fuck Buster: Tell me I don't have to Buster: I can't deal with this right now Rio: I'm sorry Rio: but like you said, wouldn't put it past her, and that would be worse Buster: You're not the one who should be Buster: I keep fucking this up, don't I? Buster: I should've just listened to you. And my mum Rio: We don't have to deal with it Rio: it's hard to know what to do for the best when she's happy to use anything against you Rio: can't win Buster: I don't wanna lose everything, that's all Rio: You won't Rio: Nancy is never gonna be on her side Rio: even if Chloe did talk shit Rio: it's not gonna be good but, you won't lose her Rio: and you've got me Buster: Don't leave Buster: I know it's shit right now but Rio: I'm not going anywhere Rio: 'cept with you Buster: I know Buster: I'm just being dramatic Buster: Maybe I do need sleep Rio: Just a power nap Rio: I'll wake you up Rio: even if you do look like an 😇 when you're sleeping Buster: I know Nance is here and we have to have breakfast and all that bullshit but Buster: Will you stay with me anyway while I'm asleep Rio: Of course Rio: I kind of forgot I just couldn't Buster: Yeah Buster: I have to force myself to remember it can't be the same when other people are around Rio: Same Buster: I would've just kissed you when I came in whether Nance was there or not, like sorry but honey I'm home Rio: Now I'm sad that you can't Buster: Meet me on my way in and I'll do it there Buster: Say you need the fresh air Rio: Why are you so cute Buster: It's your fault looking so beautiful when all you're doing is sleeping Buster: Making me miss you and not wanna leave with your eyes closed, literally Rio: You got it so bad, babe Rio: Don't ever stop, okay Buster: Don't you stop Rio: Just born like it, babe Rio: couldn't if I tried Rio: 😋 Buster: 😏 Buster: There she is, the love of my life Rio: Shh Rio: Got me here swooning Buster: You're in the right place for it Buster: Me, not so much Buster: Speaking of shhing don't tell your dad how busy this place is on a weekday morning, yeah? Rio: Yeah Rio: should get up though, make the sofa look slept on Rio: but I'm warm and comfy Rio: I know Rio: 💔 like Buster: Stay there I'll be back soon Buster: I can do that Rio: I'm so lazy Rio: how long have you been up Buster: I'm selfish, that's where I want you Buster: Too long, babe Rio: Fine by me baby Buster: How does it feel like actual years since we were properly alone together, like? Rio: I know Rio: Long fucking day, like Rio: I miss you Buster: I miss you too Buster: so badly Rio: Well if you're good and get your work done, I'll take you out Buster: Let's just go out once breakfast is done Buster: I'll tell Nance I'm taking you home and we'll just Rio: Unless the next words outta your mouth are study date Rio: you know you gotta shh Buster: Babe Rio: Be a nerd Rio: you know it turns me on 😉 Buster: Alright Buster: But keep your hands to yourself if I have to Rio: 👐 where you can see 'em like Buster: Good Buster: I can still enjoy the view Rio: 'Course Rio: you're not training to be a priest, are you Buster: Sometimes a fair few praises of the big man do come out of my mouth, so I can see why you'd ask, but nah Rio: 😂 Rio: Shame Buster: Is that how you want it? Rio: Gotta replace the school uniform with something, babe Buster: Fine by me Buster: I love telling you to kneel Rio: Jesus Rio: You're making it very hard to be good Buster: There's plenty of time with that Buster: for* Buster: And Jesus is all about forgiveness, yeah? So Rio: So Rio: Make it through breakfast and then we can go do whatever you want Buster: I love you Rio: I love you more Buster: You reckon? Rio: Yep Rio: You said I shouldn't be competitively rude so Rio: Channeling my 💪 into this instead Buster: Well, get through breakfast and I'll prove you wrong about something for the first time in ages Rio: You're on, babe Buster: And I'm finally on my way back too Buster: Try not to swoon again when I walk in, like Rio: 😏 Do my best Rio: I am proper hank so, always a good excuse Buster: Until I catch you Buster: There'd be no excusing that reaction Rio: Sure everyone knows you love the heroics Buster: You're literally the only person who knows that, babe Buster: I asked Chlo if she was okay and she reacted like I asked if her mum was down to fuck Rio: She's a bitch Rio: and her mum would be so lucky Buster: 😂 Buster: This is why I love you more Rio: Seriously Rio: don't feel bad for trying to do the right thing Rio: even if we were both bitches about it Buster: I do though Buster: I feel like such an idiot Rio: I know but Rio: that's just how she wants you to feel rn Rio: and fuck that Buster: My mum basically told me to walk away, even if the kid's mine Buster: Maybe I should Rio: I don't think you can decide that 'til it's here Rio: it'll be real then Buster: It's real now though Buster: A real fucking mess Rio: I know Rio: but that's her, not the kid Buster: I really hope this kid ain't mine 'cause if it is, I don't want her raising it Rio: Yeah Rio: Maybe it'll change her, like Rio: failing that, she can get a decent nanny right Buster: Yeah Buster: Right again, I guess Rio: Bit strong Rio: Trying to be positive though Buster: Nah, you're coming for my nerd 👑 like Rio: Never! Rio: Ain't offering my services, no Mary Poppins, like Buster: You kind of are, to be fair Rio: Slide into her DMs with my CV then Rio: much appreciated 😂 Buster: You're welcome Rio: Fool Buster: Such a sweet talker, babe Rio: It's just mental Buster: Do you wanna elaborate or nah? Rio: You got the gist don't lie Rio: that you're having a baby Rio: might be Buster: Yeah Buster: I mean, I doubt anyone's gonna be that shocked when they find out but Rio: Yeah but Rio: doesn't mean it ain't Buster: Obviously Buster: But it means something that neither of my parents batted an eyelid at that part of the story Buster: Only the who, like Rio: I mean, yeah Rio: if they were putting money on a twin Rio: Definitely more prepared for this convo Buster: Hilarious Rio: You gotta admit Rio: that would be way more dire Buster: Way more drama Rio: I can't handle it Rio: never mind your poor parents Rio: taking one for the team, babe Buster: All about those heroics Rio: I knew Rio: Not to brag Buster: Keep my secrets, babe Buster: I'm back now, get your poker face on Rio: 😐 Rio: So serious Rio: so ready Buster: You and me both Buster: I'm so ready for you I'm not even hungry anymore Rio: 😣 Baby Rio: Don't try and break me already Buster: 🤐

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#this whole scene fucking KILLS ME #esp in the wake of rereading Aurora's death and Ronan's reaction to it #''it was not grief; it was a safer more vacant place beyond it'' #just noping out of the feeling preemptively #can't handle it nope nope nope not here nobody home come back later when things hurt less goodbye

The Raven King ch 30 // Call Down The Hawk ch 74