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blissfulalchemist · 3 years ago

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GENERAL

alias(es): Tia

gender: Female

age: 27

birthdate: December 1, 1990

place of birth: Santa Cruz, California

hometown: Santa Cruz, CA and the open road

spoken languages: English, some Greek and Latin (a better reader and knows more the rules on how to pronounce words), and Math

sexual preference: Heterosexual

occupation: Traveler, witch, trained dhampir, forever annoyance of Conner.

APPEARANCE

eye color: Hazel Green

hair color: Natural Black/Dark Brown

height: 5’9”

scars: No scars but plenty of tattoos (I just never want to put an artist through all the tiny ones and random places of them)

FAVOURITE

color: Sunset Orange and Sky Blue

hair color: Oil Slick style. Basically how she has it all the time.

eye color: No preference but currently pale blue grey 🥲

song: “Landslide” by Jackson Wooten

food: Sushi and Grilled Chicken(many flavors are greatly appreciated)

drink: Alcoholic is an Old Fashioned, Non-alcoholic would be smoothies, though please make sure the green ones are sweet please.

HAVE THEY

passed university: No

had sex: Yes

had sex in public: Yeah. I mean both in bathrooms and storage closets but she also lives out of a van so almost all encounters are sort of public.

gotten pregnant: No

kissed a boy: Yep

kissed a girl: She had to make sure so she did twice.

gotten tattoos: Oh yeah….she has soooooo many

gotten piercings: Just on her ears but she doesn’t always keep them.

been in love: Not until Conner actually.

stayed up for more than 24 hours: Almost. She always almost makes it but just misses the mark.

ARE THEY

a virgin: No

a cuddler: She can be

a kisser: Yes

scared easily: Not really no.

jealous easily: A little but Conner doesn’t give her much reason to be jealous.

trustworthy: Yes she is you can trust her but she holds some reservations about trusting other people.

dominant: Yes

submissive: No

in love: She is

single: Yes and no. She’s holding out for her man!

RANDOM QUESTIONS (tw for self harm/suicide mention)

have they harmed themselves: No

thought of suicide: No

attempted suicide: No

wanted to kill someone: Yes and is capable of doing so.

have/had a job: Yeah a lot of little side gigs.

have any fears: Yes. She fears never having something like home and of being used.

FAMILY

sibling(s): No.

parent(s): Lani Caro (mother, deceased), Unnamed Father (Soon for a name, Alive)

children: None

significant other: Conner eventually

pets: Paps the red tailed boa and Mesa the Aussie Shepherd

GENERAL

alias(es): Conner Endicott, Khakis, Smallville, Con Con, and other various nicknames

gender: Male

age: 30

birthdate: September 10, 1987

place of birth: Charlottenburg, Romania

hometown: Charlottenburg, Romania and Rexburg, Idaho

spoken languages: Fluent in Romanian, English, Greek, Latin, Italian, Russian. Partial (Could read it better): German, French, Spanish, Japanese, some Scandinavian

sexual preference: Bisexual

occupation: Local botanist/gardener, witch, undercover Alchemist, mafia lackey, Tia’s handler (the most important job he has)

APPEARANCE

eye color: Pale grey blue

hair color: Black

height: 6’3”

scars: A few minor burns along his hands can only really see them if you know where to look

FAVOURITE

color: Purple and like a dark sea foam green

hair color: Light Brown and Multi Color

eye color: Amber and Green

song: “But Not For Me” by Chet Baker and “Basket Case” by Green Day

food: Papanasi (homemade)

drink: Coffee though not too sweet and probably with a shot or two of espresso when needed. Alcoholic though he sticks more to clear liquors and mixed drinks with them.

HAVE THEY

passed university: No he got two years in though.

had sex: Yes

had sex in public: No. He’s not that kind of guy.

gotten pregnant: No

kissed a boy: Yes sir

kissed a girl: Yep

gotten tattoos: Yep. He’s got Along his left ribs: selfless in Georgian - უანგარო, peaceful in Armenian - խաղաղ, healing in Nordic Runes (Elder Furthark) - ᚺᛖᚨᛚᛁᛜ, Alchemy Symbols for Life and Death on the back just between his shoulder blades the highest point of the arcs connecting/interlocking (this was before he was forced to join so it’s a tad ironic)

gotten piercings: No

been in love: Yes

stayed up for more than 24 hours: His record is 76hrs

ARE THEY

a virgin: Nope

a cuddler: Yeah :’)

a kisser: Yes but sometimes you gotta initiate it and then it’s all over!

scared easily: He’s more paranoid then scared

jealous easily: A bit yes. He can get over it but he’s very cold shoulder type.

trustworthy: Not really….it’s a bit complicated. He only trusts three people entirely.

dominant: Yes

submissive: His anxiety allows for this but he’s stubborn when he wants to be.

in love: God yes!

single: Yeah he’s also waiting for Tia. :’)))

RANDOM QUESTIONS (tw for self harm/suicide mention)

have they harmed themselves: No

thought of suicide: No

attempted suicide: No

wanted to kill someone: Yes and no.

have/had a job: Yes, though he spent most of his working life helping mom out in her shop.

have any fears: Yes. He fears the undead (as one should), being deported as he’s pretty sure he and his mom are in the states illegally, and more develop as events happen.

FAMILY

sibling(s): None

parent(s): Zabine Enache (Mother, Alive), John Constantine (Father, Status Unknown) hush I’m aware but like it’s very possible he’s a real person in some capacity, Stasia (Ancestor, he is a direct descendant)

children: None

significant other: Tia eventually

pets: If Mesa could talk she would call herself his familiar but he’s yet to fully accept it.

GENERAL

alias(es): Stasia, Tana, and Stella

gender: Female

age: ~500 years old

birthdate: Unknown

place of birth: In what is now Lithuania

hometown: Unknown but not too far from Charlottenburg.

spoken languages: Lithuanian, Romanian, English, Russian, Ukrainian, German, there are many others that while not fluent she can hold basic conversations in or can better read than speak.

sexual preference: Not specified as she chooses to not use labels but if you had to she’d agree more with aromantic bisexual.

occupation: Witch, Strigoi leader, Boss Ass Bitch, CEO of a trading company with many small businesses.

APPEARANCE

eye color: Blue Green but more leans to blue

hair color: Black

height: 5’6”

scars: None thanks to her life extending spells.

FAVOURITE

color: Purple and White

hair color: Light Brown

eye color: Emerald Green

song: “Oxygan una Xacarilla” by Rafael Antonio Castellanos

food: More inclined to pork and anything Carly makes for her. Stews are fairly common

drink: Whiskey and Brandys. Also lattes with whipped foam.

HAVE THEY

passed university: Yes, in computer science

had sex: Yep

had sex in public: Yes not so much in modern times though

gotten pregnant: Yes

kissed a boy: Plenty

kissed a girl: Yeah Carly’s been her favorite.

gotten tattoos: Once but she healed it away. She got curious.

gotten piercings: Just her ears

been in love: No

stayed up for more than 24 hours: Yes. She makes many worldly visits.

ARE THEY

a virgin: No

a cuddler: No

a kisser: Sort of. She’s not in a relationship so she doesn’t all the time

scared easily: Hahaha Good luck.

jealous easily: She can be but it’s more situational and is an emotion that is pushed down.

trustworthy: No. Just….no.

dominant: Yes very much so.

submissive: Nope never really was.

in love: No not really

single: Yes

RANDOM QUESTIONS (tw for self harm/suicide mention)

have they harmed themselves: Yes but for spell work only.

thought of suicide: No

attempted suicide: Uhm kind of ish. She wanted to see how far her immortality would take her and tried to jump off a building.

wanted to kill someone: Yes and has done it many times over.

have/had a job: She makes her own jobs so yes.

have any fears: Being without her power, no control, and getting old with little to no legacy.

FAMILY

sibling(s): Sabine Enache (Identical Twin, Deceased) and two unnamed Brothers (Both Deceased)

parent(s): Unnamed Mother and Father both deceased.

children: Ozana Enache (Deceased), Zabine and Conner Enache (Direct descendants, Alive)

significant other: None (though you could put Carly under this label if you wanted)

pets: Her Strigoi lackeys

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saymynamewithluv · 4 years ago

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Can you please do an Ot7 reaction where they adopt you a pet for your to spend time with when they are on tour and suprize you with it?

BTS Reaction: Getting their s.o a pet

I hope you like the reaction angel! I added pictures of the pets they would get for their s.o so you have a better visual. It did kind of take me a while to figure out what pet they would get for their s.o but I feel like the ones I chose fits them really well. Anyways, let me stop rambling so you can read the reaction already. I love you angels and I hope you all had a good day/night! Like I always say, don't forget to smile!

Namjoon:

Namjoon knew that it was tough for you when he went on tour. He hated that you are all by yourself in the dorm. So, he decided to get you a pet so you wouldn't be alone anymore when he is on tour. Namjoon was on the way home from the store when he decided to run to the pet store to see if there is an animal he thinks will suit you.

As he was looking at all the animals there was one in particular that caught his attention. It was a puppy German Shepherd. As he walked up to its cage he asked the worker about the dog.

"Oh, this little girl. She's the sweetest dog you'll ever meet. Her name is Lola."

"Hey, Lola.," Namjoon said with a smile as he knelt down to pet her through the cage. Lola gladly went up to him and started wagging her tail.

"She seems to have a liking to you." The worker said.

"Yeah, she does... I'll like to adopt her."

"Great! I'll get everything ready for you."

Namjoon was walking out of the pet store with Lola as he helped her into the car.

"Y/n is going to love you!"

Lola responded with a bark and a little hop. Namjoon chuckled at how cute she was. The whole car ride to the dorm was very calm. Lola just sat in the passenger seat and looked out the window, casual sitting Namjoon's lap here and there. When he finally arrived at the dorm he texted you to tell you to come outside. You thought he needed help with the groceries so you went outside. When you got outside you couldn't believe what you saw. A puppy!

Namjoon was holding Lola in his arms and once she saw you she jumped out of his arms and ran to you. You sat on the ground as Lola jumped into your lap and started to lick you.

"Hello, there cutie! What's your name?" You asked as you were petting her.

"Her name is Lola. I got her so you wouldn't be alone anymore when I'm on tour." Namjoon said as he sat beside you.

"You did that for me…?" You looked at him with a soft look as your smile grew bigger.

"Thank you Joonie! I love her! And I love you!" You hugged him tight and kissed his lips with glee.

Jin:

You always loved Jin's sugar gliders but they would go to his parent’s house when he is on tour, leaving you at the dorm by yourself. Jin didn't like the idea of you being by yourself while he is on tour because he knows you don't like to be alone. He has been planning for a while to get you a sugar glider of your own.

You were at work all day. So, what did Jin do? He went out to get you a sugar glider. He decided to take Namjoon with him to keep him company. Him and Namjoon got into the car and went to the pet store to see if they have any sugar gliders.

"This is really sweet of you to do this for y/n," Namjoon said as he looked over at Jin and then turned his gaze back to the road.

"I just wanted to do something for y/n, you know? I don't like it when y/n is all alone in the dorm without anyone there so why not get y/n a pet. Y/n loved my sugar gliders so much so I decided to get one." He said with a smile on his face.

Namjoon smiled as they drove up to the pet store.

"Well one thing is for sure is that y/n is going to love this surprise."

"I hope so. I just don't want my jagi to feel alone when I'm on tour."

Namjoon nods his head in agreement as they enter the pet store. They walk around the pet store already buying what you will need to take care of your sugar glider.

"Ok, we have everything y/n will need to take care of the sugar glider. What are we missing?"

"The sugar glider," Namjoon said as he laughed.

"That's right! How can I forget the most important thing." Jin hit his head with his hand and laughed.

They both laughed it off as they went over to where the pets are. Out of all the pets, there was only one sugar glider left. Jin walked over to the little one as he smiled.

"It's so cute!"

He looked at the chart that was on its cage and saw that it said the sugar glider's name was Comet.

"Comet... That's a very unique name. I like it! Ok, Comet, are you ready to go to your new home?"

After they got Comet and his stuff they go back to the dorm to set everything up. As they set up his cage, Comet was chilling on Jin's shoulder, having a liking for him.

"Are you ready for your new home buddy?" Jin held out his hand as Comet climbed into his hand. Jin puts him in the cage and Comet instantly likes it.

"He seems to like it," Namjoon said.

"He does and I hope y/n likes it too."

Just as he said your name, the boys heard keys as you unlocked the door and walked in. Namjoon took this opportunity to go into his room to leave you two alone. You put your stuff down as you turned your gaze to the boys and the cage. Your eyes widened as you saw the precious creature that was in the cage.

"Jin you shouldn't have!" You rushed over to the cage and put your finger through it to pet the little creature.

"His name is Comet."

"Comet..? That's a perfect name for him!"

As you said Comet it's like he knew you were calling for him and crawl through the opening of the cage and jump on your shoulder. You jump a little as it catches you off guard.

"Hey, there little one." You chuckled as you pet him.

You look over at Jin and smile as you lean into peck his lips.

"Thank you for this Jin. You are so sweet."

He blushed as his smile grew while looking at you and Comet.

"Anything for you jagi."

Yoongi:

It was just another calming morning as you woke up next to your boyfriend Yoongi. You open your eyes to see his sleeping figure in front of you. He looks so peaceful when he is sleeping and handsome of course but he looks handsome all the time. You run your fingers through his hair as you place a kiss on his forehead.

"Yoongi, baby it's time to wake up."

He groaned as he brought you closer to him and cuddled you close.

"A few more minutes…"

You chuckle as you tried to get up to get ready for the day but something was keeping you in place. Yoongi's arms were still wrapped around your waist and he wasn't going to loosen his grip anytime soon.

"Baby I have to get ready for work and you have to get ready as well."

"Can't you just call in sick so we can spend more time together before I have to go back on tour."

At the mention of him going back on tour made you sad because you don't like to be home by yourself without him with you.

"I wish love but I need to work. I know you don't want me to go to work… I don't want you to go on tour because I'll miss you too much."

And with that Yoongi finally opens his eyes to look at you. His expression softens as he saw how sad you looked when he was talking about going on tour.

"I know kitten… but I promise I won't be gone for too long this time. Hmmm… I have an idea!"

"What's your idea?"

"You'll see soon enough kitten. Now, go get ready for work and I'll see you later tonight ok?"

"Ok Yoongi." You raised your eyebrow at him in confusion but you did as you were told and got ready for work.

After eating breakfast together, you kissed your boyfriend goodbye as you went off to work. Now, it was the perfect time for Yoongi to put his plan into action!

"Y/n is going to love the surprise I have for them when they get home from work."

He called Hobi to tell him about the surprise he wanted to do for you. Hobi was all for the surprise as he offered Yoongi his help. To which Yoongi accepted. And with that Hobi and Yoongi met up to put his plan into action.

"So, you wanted to get y/n a pet?"

"Yes, that way they won't feel alone when we're on tour."

"That's actually a great idea! What pet did you have in mind?"

"Well, I was thinking of getting a kitten since y/n is my kitten after all."

Hobi awed at Yoongi. Yoongi just blushed and waved his hand for him to stop. Hobi just laughed it off as they walked to the pet store to get you a kitten.

They look at all the adorable cats but there was one cat in particular that caught his eye. It was a girl Siamese cat named Naomi. Hobi was the one that went up to her first.

"Hyung, look at her! Isn't she adorable!"

"She is adorable." Once Naomi saw Yoongi she went straight to him and looked up at him.

"Oh, hello there." He said as he knelt down to pet her.

He picked her up as they walked around the store to get everything they need for you to take care of her. As they walked out of the store Yoongi thanked Hobi for coming with him as they went their separate ways.

Yoongi drove back to the dorm as he set everything up for Naomi and sat on the floor playing with her. A few hours passed and Naomi and Yoongi fell asleep on the couch together. You arrived home from work and as you walked in you saw Yoongi and the adorable cat sleeping next to him.

"Oh my…" You whispered as you walked closer to them as you sat beside Yoongi on the couch.

Naomi woke up and saw you and came right over to you and sat in your lap. You smiled down at her and started to pet her. She meowed as if she was saying hello. Her meow woke Yoongi up and he saw you sitting next to him.

"Y/n! You're home early!"

"I am and who is this adorable cat?"

"Her name is Naomi. I got her just for you so you wouldn't have to worry about being alone when I'm on tour.

You looked at Yoongi and smiled as you leaned over to kiss his cheek.

"Aww, baby that's so sweet! Thank you Yoongi, I love her!"

"Anything for my kitten." He said sweetly as he wrapped his arm around you and kissed your head.

Hoseok:

You and Hobi were just walking around the Outlet near where you lived as you two looked at all different kinds of stores. As you two kept walking around, you came across a pet store and decided to go in.

"Come on, Hobi! Let's go look at the animals!"

"Ok sunshine!" Who is he to deny you and your love for animals.

As you entered the pet store there were all kinds of animals. There were dogs, cats, birds, fish, reptiles, and to your surprise, hedgehogs!

"Oh Hobi look!" You pointed to where the hedgehogs are.

"Hedgehogs! Come on, jagi!" He grabbed your hand as you two rushed over to where the hedgehogs were.

You both admired how adorable they are in person compared to seeing them on a phone screen. You two even got to hold one. You were holding the precious thing in your hands as you instantly fell in love. Hobi asked the worker about the hedgehog you were holding.

"Oh, that little cutie. He is so sweet! Definitely a favorite here at the pet store. His name is Tails."

"Tails? Like the character Tails from Sonic?"

"Yup! We would've gone with the name Sonic but Tails just seemed to fit him more because of his personality."

Hobi looked down at Tails and then back up at you. He stood there for a moment as he thought to himself.

"Hey jagi… what if we adopted Tails? You know so when I have to go on tour you have someone with you."

"Really?! Are you sure?" You asked excitedly as your smile grew bigger.

"I'm sure." He said with a smile on his face.

"Hobi, thank you so much!" You kissed his cheek as Tails crawled into his hands and cuddled him.

Hobi talked to the worker to make sure everything is in order for you two to adopt Tails. After a few minutes had passed everything was finally set! You two finally adopted Tails!

You two walked out of the pet store hand in hand as you held onto Tails who was fast asleep in your arms.

"Thank you again Hobi. Now I have two boys who hold a precious spot in my heart."

"Of course sunshine, anything to make you happy." He said as he kissed your head.

"Oh Hobi you always make me happy."

Jimin:

You were home alone cleaning as you were listening to your boyfriend's song Serendipity.

"I’m your Calico cat, here to see you…" You sang along as you had earbuds in your ears while you were washing dishes.

Jimin came home and saw you in the kitchen. He stood in the doorway listening to you sing his song. He smiled as he came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. You jumped and turned around to be face to face with your boyfriend.

"Give me a warning next time!" You chuckled as you took an earbud out. "You scared the daylights out of me!"

"I'm sorry that I wanted to surprise you as you were singing along to my song." He smiled as he brought you closer to him, staring into your eyes.

"Y-you heard that…" You blushed because no one has never heard you sing before, not even your boyfriend.

"I did and it was lovely. We should do some duets together just for fun."

You smiled at the idea of singing with your boyfriend.

"Actually I wouldn't mind that. Now, if you excuse me I need to finish washing the dishes." You turned back around and continued washing the dishes.

"Let me do it jagi. You've been working hard all day cleaning the house. It's the least I can do." He grabbed a sponge and started washing the dishes.

"Fine you do that while I go to the store to get some groceries. Is there anything you want from the store?"

"Nothing that I- Wait! Can you get ingredients to make dumplings, please? The guys have been telling me how they miss your dumplings."

"Sure and maybe we can invite them over for dinner." You suggested as you grab your wallet and keys.

"Sounds great! I'll tell the guys!"

You kissed him goodbye as you left for the store. Jimin finished washing the last of the dishes that were in the sink. After he dried the dishes and put them up he grabbed his phone to text the guys about inviting them over for dinner. The guys were excited that you'll be making your famous dumplings and couldn't wait for dinner. Jimin put his phone away as he walked into his room and a cute cat walked up to him and rubbed against his legs.

"Good job at keeping quiet Astro. That was a close call. Y/n could've caught us." He chuckled as he picked him up and kissed him.

An hour had passed and Jimin was playing with Astro in his room until he heard the keys following with the door opening.

"Shoot y/n is home! Stay right here Astro, I'll be right back." He whispered as he walked out of his room quietly, closing the door behind him. What Jimin didn't know though, he didn't close the door all the way leaving it cracked. Jimin walked into the kitchen and helped you with the bags.

"I texted the guys and they said that they are excited to eat your dumplings and that they'll be over when they're done running some errands."

"Sounds great! Now, help me prepare dinner."

"Ok jagi!" He said happily as he took the ingredients out and set everything on the counter that you two needed to prepare for dinner.

Astro was walking around Jimin's room and saw the door was cracked and walked through the door and into the kitchen where Jimin was. He rubbed against Jimin's legs making him scream.

"Ahhh!"

"What is it?! What's wrong?!" You rushed over to Jimin and saw the cat at his feet.

"Aww who do we have here?" You said as you picked up the cat.

"This is Astro. I wasn't going to introduce you to him until later because I got him for you to keep you company."

You look at Jimin in awe as you thought that's the sweetest thing.

"Aww Jimin! You got him for me?" He nodded his head yes to your question also receiving a meow from Astro.

"Thank you, baby! That is so thoughtful!" You pecked his lips as you put Astro back down.

"Now, let's start making these dumplings!"

"You got it jagi!"

Taehyung:

Taehyung was out walking Yeontan in the park as they normally do when they wait for you to get home from visiting your parents. He couldn't go with you because he had to prepare things for his upcoming tour. He hated to leave you all alone in the dorm when he had to leave for tour. It's not like Yeontan could stay with you because he goes to his parent’s house while he is away. The more Taehyung thought about it the more he didn't want to leave you alone all by yourself. And then it was like something or someone was reading his mind. A cute little dog came up to him and Yeontan. Yeontan went up to the dog and started to sniff. After the two dogs sniffed each other they both wagged their tails.

"Awww, are you lost?" He knelt down to pet the dog and noticed that the poor thing didn't have a collar.

"No home huh? Hmmm… well, you can come home with me." As if the dog understood him, the dog barked and ran around him happily.

Taehyung chuckled at the dog as they all started to walk back to the dorm.

"Come along little one." The dog gladly followed him and Yeontan to the dorm and walked inside with them.

Taehyung sat on the couch as the little dog jumped into his lap.

"Hello again. Aren't you the cutest!" He pets the dog and started to play with it.

The dog laid on their back while Taehyung was rubbing its stomach. He noticed that it was a girl dog.

"Y/n is going to love you! They always wanted a girl dog! Hmmm… I'll name you Nyla. What do you think?"

The dog jumped onto Tae as she licked his cheek, liking her new name.

"Nyla it is then. Welcome to the family! Y/n is going to absolutely love you!" He chuckled as he pets her some more.

As if on cue you entered the dorm as you arrived home. Taehyung's smile grew as he heard you walking into the living room.

"Welcome home y/n!" He got up and gave you a hug and pecked your lips.

You smiled, loving to come home to your boyfriend and dogs. Wait a minute. Dogs?! You turned your gaze to the couch as you saw Yeontan and another dog.

"Did you get another dog?!" You asked as you walked over to the couch to pet the dog.

Nyla barked and jumped on you as she licked you. You chuckled and picked her up.

"What's your name cutie?"

"Her name is Nyla. She came up to me while I was taking Yeontan for a walk and I noticed she didn't have a tag so I brought her here. I thought maybe she could be your dog so you have someone to be with when me and Yeontan aren't home."

"That's so sweet Tae! I'm glad you brought her here because now we have two loves to watch over. How could I thank you?" You walked over to him and kissed his cheek.

"Your love is all I need but Hmmm… how about making some tea?" He said as he smiled and looked at you.

"You got it!" You put Nyla down and walked into the kitchen to make some tea.

Jungkook:

It was a beautiful day outside so you and Jungkook decided to go to the park and enjoy the nice weather. As you two were walking down the trail hand in hand, you two came upon a field of flowers.

"Wow… this is beautiful!" Jungkook said with amazement.

"Look at all of the beautiful flowers!"

"You know, out of all of these flowers. You are the most beautiful of them all."

Your face turned red at his compliment as you smiled and looked away.

"You hang out with Jin too much." You chuckled as your boyfriend has learned a few tricks from his hyung.

"I may hangout with him a lot but showering you with compliments and seeing you get all shy, will always be precious with me."

"You're such a flirt, Jeon." You chuckled as you playfully nudged his arm.

He laughed as you two walked into the field enjoying the beautiful scenery around you. You two sat in the middle of the field, looking up at the clouds just enjoying this moment you have together.

"You know I miss these moments when you're on tour… just being with you and being in your arms…"

"I know jagi… I miss it too. I wish I could be with you all the time but I can't with my job."

"I know but what you're doing is amazing and is making everyone happy just by listening to your music."

"That's what we always wanted. To make our fans and loved ones happy with our music."

"And you guys do an amazing job at that!"

He looked down at you with a smile on his face.

"You know what?"

"What? I love you so much jagi."

"I love you more baby."

You both smiled at each other as you two shared a kiss. You both looked back at the sky as you felt something fuzzy touch your hand. You jumped and moved your hand immediately.

"What was that?!" You looked around you to see what touched your hand but you couldn't see anything.

Jungkook got up and looked around as he came upon an adorable bunny. He picked it up and showed you.

"I think it was this little guy." He chuckled as he handed you the bunny.

You held the bunny and stared at it. You smiled at the bunny as if it was smiling back.

"He is so cute! Can we keep him please!" You begged your boyfriend.

"I don't see why not."

"Yay! Thank you, baby!"

"Now you have someone to be with you when I'm off on tour." Jungkook commented as he held your hand.

"Your right! I do but first thing first. We need to give this little guy a name."

"Hmmm… how about Bugs, like Bugs Bunny?"

"Nah.." You looked at the bunny trying to figure out a name until it finally hit you.

"I got it! I'll name him Cooky!"

"Cooky?" He chuckled as he looked at you.

"Yup, Cooky! Because he reminds me of my precious, Kookie."

"And who may that be?" He said sarcastically as he already knew the answer.

"You! My precious Kookie who stole my heart."

He blushed and smiled at your words. He leaned over and connected your lips together.

"Cooky is perfect."

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waywardtricks · 6 years ago

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My Pet Angel

Supernatural drabble, Gabriel x Reader, Random fluff

Unbetaed - so any mistakes are mine.

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The bunker seemed oddly crowed. Apparently Dean and Sam had a hunt they needed assistance with, which was why you were there. You’d become a pretty decent hunter in recent years, especially since you hadn’t been born into the life, but had stumbled into blindly in your twenties. You’d unwittingly flirted with a vampire that decided you’d make a good midnight snack, luckily a man named Bobby Singer had saved your ass. You’d met the Winchesters not long after. That had been ten years ago.

Today though, you were rethinking your fondness for the particular brotherly pair. Given they had brought you into a room with an angry witch.

And boy was Rowena pissed. You had no idea why as her accent was incredibly thick in her anger. All you could tell was that it had something to do with stupid angels and stupid brothers, and why did they think they could summon her like she was their personal pet witch. Her bad mood wouldn’t have been at all an issue if she didn’t have the magic mojo to back it up. Since she did… well you had found the lore book in front of you incredibly fascinating all of sudden.

The boys apparently didn’t get the memo as Sam was trying to talk her down. Which of course was countered by Gabriel who seemed to find it his purpose in life to wind everyone up. Cas was pleasantly quiet, but he had always been the strong but silent type, so it wasn’t a surprise. Dean just leaned back, sipping at the drink in front of him, frowning. None of their countenances had any positive effect on her.

You ducked your head, hoping she wouldn’t turn her ire your way.

Though you occasionally peaked at the boys, eyeing Gabriel as his lips twisted in his normal smug half smile. It was a look that made most people want to slap him. It made you feel something completely different – mainly flustered.

You’d had a crush on the archangel for the longest time now. You’d met him years ago when the apocalypse had been kicking off and had found him attractive and funny, but he’d gone and died. And your crush had turned into a pang of longing. But then, he was suddenly back and you found your feelings were just as strong. Especially as he ended up hanging around a lot more often.

You were drawn back to the present as finally, Rowena seemed to have had enough because she threw her arms up in the air with what sounded like a curse, and turned her back to you, now facing the four boys in the room. She glared daggers at them, eyes flitting between the four startled pairs of eyes.

She started to mutter some incoherent thing. Castiel and Gabriel both simultaneously got freaked out looks on their faces and moved – Gabriel to try and stop whatever she was in the process of doing and Castiel to shield Dean. They weren’t fast enough.

You waved your hand to clear the suddenly dark air and blinked trying to see. When the deep purple strangely sweet scented fog that enveloped the room finally died down you appeared to be the only one still there. “Hello?” You murmured.

“Don worry luv.” Rowena’s voice came from the entryway of the room. You turned, finding her there leaning against the frame like the beautiful drama queen she was, looking smug. “It’ll only last twenty-four hours. But they needed a taste of their own wee medicine.” She waved at you, “I’ll pop by in bit. Good luck, Y/N.” And with that, she strutted from the room and presumably from the bunker as a whole.

Sighing, you looked around the room with apprehension. Whatever Rowena had done, apparently you had been left to deal with it. There was nothing apparently wrong, except for the missing boys.

Then a small ‘woof’ and the feeling of soft fur at ankle level brought your gaze to the floor where a small corgi was winding around your legs excitedly. Not far from him was a floppy eared husky that was half on top of a german shepherd. A yip sounded from a chair, which turned out to be a golden retriever puppy, who was looking at you imploringly. It was sitting in a pile of clothing, which oddly resembled what Sam had been wearing a moment before.

“Okay…” you murmured nervously. The corgi barked again, and you reached down to pick the excited creature up. The small dog settled down almost immediately upon being picked up, his little nose pressing into your chest. It’s big expressive whiskey colored eyes blinking up at you with clear contentment. Wait… whiskey eyes? That shade was really really specific to a certain angel that you’d been pining after. You’d spent enough time daydreaming about those eyes that you’d recognize them anywhere.

You turned to examine the other three puppies and yep, eyes in the exact shades of the Winchesters’ and Castiel’s eyes blinked up at you in concern. “Oh my Chuck.” You hissed in surprise. Then it hit you, Rowena had said she didn’t like being their pet witch. “She turned you into literal pets.” You couldn’t help a small laugh that escaped your lips, because it was kind of funny. Even if you were left holding the bag…. Or leashes in this case.

You sat back down on the chair, the corgi still cuddled to your chest. Of course, said corgi was Gabriel…. You glared down at the now very soft angel who was nuzzling into your cleavage. You shifted him away, because even though you’d certainly imaged that specific angel’s face buried there, it hadn’t been like this.

“Can you guys understand me still? Um. Bark twice for yes.” Two rapid barks from the golden, er… Sam, seemed to answer your question. “Well, shit.” You thought back to what Rowena had said before leaving, “And this is for 24 hours. Now what?” You asked of the four. None of them offered anything helpful, as a chorus of yips, growls, and barks were your only responses.

“Well, I’m rubbish with magic, and it’ll wear off on its own, so I hope you guys are okay with hanging as puppies for a bit. Hm…. Let’s get you all some water.” You set Gabriel on the floor. He gave a pitiful whine at the abandonment. “Come on boys.” You stood easily, heading toward the kitchen to pour some bowls of water for the dogs.

The four scampered after you. Cas and Dean seemed majestic in their movements, Sam and Gabriel not so much. Gabe’s legs were short, and he sort of skittered about, almost prancing. Sam’s paws were slightly to big for his frame and he kept tripping over his own feet.

Thus started your day of puppy sitting two angels and two hunters.

It was an adjustment. You tried to stay as normal as possible. But boy was it hard. Yet, the day continued on. Mostly you spent the time pouring over the lore books and news articles. There was still a hunt to plan, even if you were working with several hinderances.

Sam kept trying to climb on the table to read the book with you, but he kept falling over his too big paws and eventually you had to lift him up. But then he kept falling asleep while trying to read. It was very enduring, but annoying as he’d fall asleep on the book.

Dean kept trying to get back to his beer, but you had promptly taken it away and started to drink it yourself. It would go to waste otherwise. Dean gave a clearly unhappy growl and laid down, pouting up at you.

Castiel curled up against Dean, quickly falling asleep and making little sounds in his sleep, nuzzling into Dean’s neck. Dean seemed a bit jumpy at this, but didn’t push Cas away. Maybe their normal self-conscious walls were lowered in dog form. It was sweet, really, but the different sounds they made were frustrating.

Gabriel was the worst. He had jumped up on your lap at the first opportunity and kept tugging at your clothing and nipping at her hair. He was the epitome of distraction, which wasn’t really that surprising. Apparently trickster traits translated just fine into dog form. He’d whimper and yip, trying to draw her attention.

Finally, you’d started petting him, and he’d settled down with a soft huff of pleasure. You kept your ministrations to his head area and down his back, thinking at least you’d keep some sense of propriety this way. Though in all honesty, this was still the most hands on you’d gotten with the angel. You wished he was human, because you’d always wanted to bury your hands in his soft honey brown hair. And other places…..

But those were daydreams. Gabriel had never shown any interest in you other than then teasing you – but he did that with everyone. Okay, maybe he spent a bit more time hanging around the bunker when he knew you’d be there, but that was easy to write off. Or at least that’s what you’d told yourself. Because you couldn’t believe there was any way the angel was interested in you that way.

The day wore on. Normally you’d have headed out for the hunt by now, but communication with the boys was limited to yes or no questions. Plus they would be less than useless on a hunt, unless you wanted them to bite the monster’s ankles. Actually, that would be hilarious to see. But you’d probably end up dead before it was all over. So that was a no go.

Thus you were you stuck in the bunker for the night, waiting out Rowena’s spell.

For dinner you cooked up some hamburg you’d found in the fridge and made fried burgers. Dean had been salivating at your feet, eyes glued to the stove top the whole time you’d been cooking. His tail had made a soft staccato rhythm as it thumped on the floor.

It took a bit for you to decide how to serve the burgers to the boys. You eventually settled on paper plates, setting out a number of burgers. Now, to put them on the floor or on the table. You eyed Sam, because honestly Dean probably would eat on the floor even in human form. That man loved food. Didn’t really matter how it ended up in front of him…. Sam let out a very large sigh and moved his head toward the floor, near the water bowls you’d set out. He looked miserable. The others didn’t seem to be enjoying being dogs – except maybe Gabriel – but Sam seemed completely horrified.

“Sorry guys.” You murmured, setting the plates on the floor. Dean leapt at the food, and Sam followed at a moderate pace, before finally taking a dainty bite. That didn’t last and eventually Sam dug into the food. You glanced over and found Gabriel and Castiel just watching the Winchesters. “You guys not going to eat?” Gabriel made a motion that looked like a shrug, if a dog could shrug, and then wandered over and took a bite of a burger. Cas just laid down and watched, staring longing at the other dogs. Probably at Dean, but it was harder to follow Cas’ gaze when he was a dog.

The worst part of the whole experience had been when Sam had gone and pawed at the door. “You need to go out?” He whimpered, looking utterly defeated. “Bathroom?” You let out an amused sound. He glared back. Dean had walked over, looking equally as dejected. “Right then.” You went and opened the series of doors to the bunker, letting the boys out to do their, ahem, business. You staid near the door, trying really hard not to pay any attention to the Winchesters as they rushed into the bushes – as far from each other as possible.

Gabe and Cas had plopped themselves down at your feet, letting the human dogs do what they needed. Gabriel rested his head on your feet, eyes closing. Cas had turned away, trying to give the Winchesters their privacy.

That taken care of, the boys followed you back into the bunker. You’d put on a movie, some 90s romcom, a guilty pleasure of yours. The puppies had made unhappy sounds at your choice, but they couldn’t really do anything other than protest. Eventually they settled. Sam was on floor, snoring softly. Dean was curled up on the other end of the couch, eyes half lidded as he tried not to fall asleep. One of his paws was stretched over Cas, who on the floor just below him. Cas had drifted off to sleep slowly toward the middle of the movie, face upturned toward Dean.

Gabriel was on your lap again, sprawled out. You wondered at his odd need to be touching you at every moment. You had absentmindedly started to scratch behind his ears, and he would make soft happy sounds.

You couldn’t resist slipping out your phone and snapping a couple pictures of the boys. They were damn cute like this. Plus the pictures would make great blackmail later.

Eventually you’d drifted off to sleep as well, sliding down and curling onto the couch around Gabriel. He’d let out a contented sigh, burying his face against your neck, soft exhale moving your hair slightly.

Several hours later, you woke to find a black screen on the tv, the movie having ended long ago and the tv gone into power save mode. Gabriel let out a little yawn as you shifted, he blinked sleepily up at you. You put a finger to your lips, asking for silence. He gave a small nod and slid off the couch.

The tv silently turned off at the press of a button, you pad from the room, leaving Dean, Cas, and Sam all passed out in the respective positions. Gabriel trotting along at your heels. He didn’t seem inclined to leave you alone for the night and followed you around. Before you picked a room you swung into the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water, then into the library where four piles of clothing littered the floor, pooling like flannel colored liquid.

You eyed the piles, and eventually grabbed a random top from one of them. Gabriel gave a little growl and nosed into a different pile, nabbing a shirt with his teeth and dragging it to you. You raised a brow but returned the original shirt you’d grabbed and took the one he was trying to give to you. “I just need a shirt to sleep in, Gabe.” You muttered, eyeing the shirt in your hand. It was designer, and super soft. Not really made for sleeping in. But he huffed and nosed at your hand. Sighing you took the shirt.

You headed toward the hallway full of unclaimed bedrooms. You slipped into the bathroom, shutting the door in Gabriel’s unhappy face. After taking care of your own bathroom needs you changed from your normal jeans and tank top into the shirt you’d absconded with. You were now only wearing the shirt and your underclothes. You’d thought of keeping the pants on, but the shirt hunt down to your thighs, giving you enough cover.

When you finally opened the door, Gabriel was sitting there, staring up at you as if locking him out had been the worst crime in the world. But his expression seemed to morph and his expressive eyes turned soft and bright. You glanced down and wondered if it was because of the shirt. Hard to tell, but it doesn’t stop the slight blush from coloring your cheeks.

You sigh, “Alright, I’m going to bed. You can come if you promise to behave.” Gabriel’s tail thumped in the cutest puppy tail wag you’d ever seen and he practical bounced down the hall after you. You wondered if this was a wise idea, but Gabriel looked absolutely harmless in this form.

When you climbed into the bed, Gabriel tried to hop up, but failed spectacularly. His short legs making it hard for him to jump. He landed face first on the floor. He whined loudly and you smiled down at him.

“Well?” You asked with a teasing voice. He whined again. You took a moment to roll your shoulders before you moved to get up. But before you were fully sitting, you felt the bed shift slightly and Gabriel gave a happy woof.

You turned to find him on the end of the bed and let out a gasp of surprise. Where he’d looked like a normal dog before, there was now no mistaking him as an angelic dog. He had a set of golden wings sprouting from his back. They were large for his body, about three times his length per wing. You wondered if they were proportional, because they’d be huge when he was in human form.

Saying they were gold was an understatement as they were shimming in different shades of copper, gold, honey, and colors you didn’t have words to describe. You had the sudden urge to reach out and touch them. Your hand was already reaching out before you pulled back suddenly, aware of the odd way Gabriel was now looking at you.

You reached over and clicked the lamp off, throwing the room into darkness, and laid back down on your side, tucking one arm under the pillow. In the darkness you felt more than saw Gabriel move, shifting up the bed to curl against your side, tucking his head on the pillow next to you. His soft warm form made for a really nice cuddle buddy and you found your arm draping over him. In the dark your fingers found his wings. You were baffled as to why he hadn’t disappeared them back to where he usually kept them. Right now they were tucked against his back, folded tight.

Although the first graze had been an accident and he had gone completely still at the contact, you hadn’t pulled your hand away. After a moment you felt him relax and let out a soft sigh of contentment. You began running your fingers through his wings, wondering how to describe their texture. Soft like silk, liquid like but not wet, and warm. It was a unique texture. One you were perfectly happy to continue to caress. He made another soft sound.

“You know, like this, it’s hard to remember you’re a big scary archangel. Right now you’re like my personal pet angel” Sleep was creeping over you and you yawned, but in this moment in the dark you felt completely unhindered. Especially when Gabriel couldn’t reply. So it was now or never. “Your make a really cute dog but I miss your normal form. You’re handsome like that.” He made a huffing sound that was probably the dog equivalent of a laugh. “You know, I really like you. I’ve liked you for a long time now.” He shifted, his nose now touching your cheek. He breathed in deeply. “I know you probably don’t feel the same way, and I’m hoping tomorrow you’ll just pretend this didn’t happen and we’ll go back to normal. But for tonight I want you to know.” He let out a small whimper and nestled closer. “Goodnight Gabriel.” You drifted off, and just on the cusp of sleep you murmured: “I love you.”

You didn’t notice the slightly panicked look the dog was throwing you, wrapped in your arms. If you had, you’d probably think it was from your confession. You’d have been wrong, or at least wrong about the reason.

Morning came and the soft sound of your phone ringing made you blindly grope at the table next to you. You lifted the offending device to your ear and murmured, “Ello.” Your voice was low, sleep still clinging to your words.

“Well good morning luv.”

“Rowena?” You asked, confused.

“Do you know another beautiful and charming witch that would be calling you?”

“No.” You wondered if you really knew this one.

“Well, I thought I’d let you know the spell should be wearing off any time now. But I’m going to be gone a bit longer. Don’t really wanta be present when the wee Winchesters find themselves able to hold firearms again. So ta ta, luv. Good luck.” With that, the line went dead.

You frowned, wondering how the witch had gotten your number in the first place. You sighed and tried to sit up, only to find yourself held down, something tight and warm was wrapped around your waist.

And actually, now that you were awake enough to notice, the wall behind you was a whole lot warmer and more comfortable than a wall had any right to be. This was because it wasn’t a wall. You glanced over your shoulder and found yourself held firmly against a very human Gabriel. His eyes were closed, and his breathing was even. So unless he was acting - which he very well could be - he was still asleep.

It made sense, given he’d fallen asleep against you. Though now instead of him being cuddled, you were the one tucked against him, his comparatively large form spooning yours. That was already freaky enough, and caused your whole face to flush, but there was also the fact he was naked. You could feel a lot of bits of him pressed against your bare legs and back – the shirt you’d worn to bed had apparently ridden up during the night and was now bunched up at your belly button. The flush travelled down your chest.

Of course, there was also the whole bit where you confessed your long-held feelings last night. Oh Chuck. You wanted to die now. The ground could eat you up at any moment, preferable before Gabriel woke up. But that didn’t happen.

You felt the angel exhale, a warm breath sliding over the back of your neck and sending warm shivers down your spine. You closed your eyes, hoping he’d think you were sleeping and just flee the room. That didn’t happen either.

Instead he shifted and leaned up, one arm supporting his head as he gazed down at you. “Y/N?” His voice was soft, plaintive even. “I know you’re awake.” You opened your eyes and rolled ever so slightly, so you were looking up at him.

“Hi.” You murmured, embarrassed at how tentative your own voice sounded.

He grinned, “So, yesterday was interesting. You could say it went to the dogs.” He wagged one eyebrow at you, a grin forming on his lips. You let out a small laugh. He always seemed to make you laugh. Even in the most awkward of situations. Just like him to start a day with a joke. After a moment the laughter seemed to die down and his face turned serious. “So. We ought to talk.”

“Um… No need.” You suddenly found yourself with an urgent need to be anywhere else. You started get up, were sitting with your legs off the bed, ready to run… but his hand clamped firmly on your hand, keeping you from fleeing.

“Y/N.” His voice made you stop and turn to face him fully. There was something charming yet demanding in the way he said your name. He was now sitting up, the blankets draped alluringly around his lap, his chest bare. His hair was sticking out at odd angles, and he had this cute little befuddled expression on his face. He looked positively mouthwatering. You felt another blush coming on. He sighed, “About last night. What you said.”

“Can’t we just pretend I didn’t?” You asked beseechingly.

His eyes found yours then, a look of determination settling over him. “No.” Before you knew what was happening his mouth were on yours. His lips were soft and feather light. It was sweet kiss, tentative yet resolved. You let out a sigh and softened in his arms. At your acquiescence, Gabriel smiled against your lips and pulled away slightly. But he stayed so close his breath mingled with your own. His eyes were soft and warm, “Do you know how long I’ve been waiting to do that?”

You shook your head, surprise waring with hope for dominant place in your heart.

“A very long time.” He leaned in again and nipped your lip. “Seeing you last night about to put on Dean’s shirt almost drove me crazy with jealousy.” He confessed, “And then you actually put on mine, are still wearing it.” He paused to eye you appreciatively, “It’s very sexy.” He raised your hand to his lips and pressed a kiss to your palm. “You like my wings. And boy was it a big step to let you see those, touch them.” Your breath stuttered at this. You’d had no idea, though it made perfect sense. “It was by the way.” He gave a half laugh at the look on your face. “I’ll let you touch them all you want though.”

“I’d like that.” Your voice was soft, barely audible. But he heard, and boy did your response light up his face.

He leaned in and place a kiss on your nose. “And then you went and confessed.” Finally, his gaze found yours again and the look in his eyes was both disarming and terrifying, because it was filled with such hope and longing. “I didn’t think you liked me, not like that.” He murmured, “But you do.” He grinned again, “And Chuck knows I fell in love with you a long time ago.”

Your breath caught in your throat, and words seemed to fail you.

“So, Y/N.” He exhaled, “I really don’t want to forget what you said last night, because I’m really hoping you’ll say it again.”

All of sudden the words were there, “I love you Gabriel.” They poured out of you, a smiled lighting up your face like sunshine.

“I love you too.” He murmured, leaning in to kiss your lips again. You met him halfway.

“About this pet thing” he breathed when you finally broke apart, “I’m so not wearing a collar. But I do like long walks and treats.” He said suggestively.

You flushed and buried your face against his chest, “You’re so not funny.”

He pressed a kiss to the crown of your head, “Really sugar, I don’t mind it as long as I’m yours.”

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thing-you-do-with-that-thing · 7 years ago

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Ties That Bind - Part 1: At First Sight

Characters (first names are as in the show renaming a few last names to fit my story): Reader (Y/N Harvelle), Crowley McCloud, Castiel Novak, Dean Winchester, Benny Lafitte, Ben Braeden, Asher (OC), Mike (OC),

Pairing: Dean x Reader (eventually)

Warnings: Violence, robbery, gun shot wound, language (I think that is it for this one)

Word Count: 3500ish

A/N: Thanks to @blacktithe7 for betaing and helping me rework this series.

***My fics are not to be saved nor posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***

MASTERLIST

You were practically hopping on one foot across the room, trying to catch your 6 month old german shepherd pup that had chosen to run off with one of your shoes just as you were about to leave the house. You were already late and in no mood for any of his shenanigans. Being late what not all that unusual for you though. You were a busy person, but when you were in a moment you gave yourself to it fully. No matter if it was the kids you worked with needing attention, your puppy needing love or a file you needed to read over. The last was what had slowed you this morning before everything started going wrong.

“Drop it Santo,” You pointed at him and spoke in a firm tone when you finally managed to get him cornered. Santo stared back at you for a few seconds before he reluctantly did as he was told.

“Good boy,” you mumbled as you retrieved your shoe and put it on. You led him out back and into his pin. You checked to make sure he had plenty of fresh water before you petted him goodbye and practically ran for your car. Even if you were busy and he was a brat, he still deserved your love. He was a sweet puppy and he was going to grow up to be an amazing dog.

Just as you put your key into the ignition, your phone rang somewhere down in your purse. “Damnit.”

To say it had been a shitty morning would be an understatement. You had woken up late. You had managed to drop Santo’s kibbles all over the floor, not that he had minded. After you had finally shooed the puppy out of the way and got it all cleaned up, you realized you had turned on your coffee machine without filling it with water so that smoke was now covering your kitchen. It was a lousy morning, and now you were late and about to get scolded by Crowley McCloud.

“Hey boss. I am so so sorry,” you started as you picked up the phone, but he quickly interrupted you.

“I need you to drive down town. We got a call from the police station. Ben and two other kids are holding up a convenient store. Cas is on his way down there, but I need you to go too.”

Damnit. This day just wasn’t getting any better was it?

“On my way. Text me the address,” you replied and hung up the phone. You connected your workplace app your GPS and a few seconds later you had the directions from Crowley. You pulled the car out of the driveway and sped downtown while you thought about Ben.

Ben Braeden had arrived at The Clouds a few months ago. He was 17 years old, and everyone knew The Clouds would be his last home before adulthood. Ben had been shipped through the system and bounced from place to place ever since his mother OD’ed when he was 11. Ben was a good kid, but he was easy to influence- If he ended up in the wrong crowd, things could go sideways fast. That had happened in the past. Actually that was the very reason why Ben never found a steady home. Still he seemed to be doing better at The Clouds, and everyone had been hopeful for him. Until today. You had no idea what had happened or why Ben was in that store, but you knew if he was to have any hope of a future, you would have to get to the cops and fast. You had seen episodes like this before. They tended to spiral out of control quickly because the officers forgot they were dealing with scared kids and not rationally thinking adults.

As you pulled into the parking lot, you breathe a sigh of relief when you saw one of The Clouds’ vehicles was already parked among the cop cars. Cas was already here, and hopefully he had managed to get some sense of control over the situation. You jumped out of the car and ran across the lot towards the store. A uniformed officer quickly approached you and tried to hold you back. “Ma ’me, you can’t be here. I am going to have to ask you to get back to your car.”

You quickly went through your pockets and pulled out you ID. “I am a social worker up at McCloud’s. My colleague is already here, and one of our kids is in the store. I need you to let me pass.”

The officer stared at you ID for a few seconds before looking back at you. He seemed a bit unsure of what to do, so you proceeded. “Look I know the kid, and I can help. I need to pass.”

The officer slowly nodded, and you ran past him before he had a chance to change his mind.

The space in front of the small cozy convenient store was swarming with cops, and you stopped and looked around, trying to locate Cas. You gulped when you saw the SWAT team gearing up. They weren’t really planning on going in guns blazing were they?

“Y/N?” You spun around at the sound of Cas voice and saw him rushing towards you.

“Fill me in.” you quickly commanded, and Cas pulled you to the side.

“There are three kids in there. 2 of them have guns, and from what I can gather, they are part of some local gang. One of them is already wanted by the police. I tried to get through to the SWAT officers earlier, but I can’t seem to make them understand that Ben is no treat. They see them all as armed and dangerous. Y/N, I do not for a second believe Ben knew what he was walking into. He may be easy to influence, but he would never point a gun at anybody.”

You nodded as you listened to Cas story while you kept looking around, trying to get a feel for who might be in charge. Your gaze landed on two tall burly guys without uniforms. The one with a beard was talking to the commanding SWAT officer while his partner’s eyes were resting on the front of the shop. You looked around and saw a few officers blocking your path to get to the SWAT car, and you knew you and Cas were already pushing your luck. There was no chance they would allow you to get even closer to the store, so you smiled knowingly up at Cas.

“I need a distraction.”

Cas followed your line of sight and immediately knew what you were thinking. He always did. He had been your teacher and mentor for a long time. A friendship and partnership had grown between the two of you, and now you worked pretty much all of your cases together. You trusted and admired him, and you knew he respected and believed in you. You were a good team.

Cas winked at you and walked straight up to the uniformed cops and started yelling at them, demanding their full attention. You smiled and watched him for a few seconds before you rushed across the street unnoticed by the officers who were busy trying to keep Cas calm.

You approached the detective that wasn’t currently in deep discussion with the SWAT officer. “Excuse me? Can I talk to you for a moment detective?”

The man turned around, and for a few seconds, you forgot what you were saying and even where you were. He had seemed like a good looking man when you had watched him from a distance, but up close he was almost god like. He stood tall, towering over you on strong, thick bowed legs and with muscles that were evident even through the three layers of clothing he was wearing. His eyes were green. Like, forest green. He had a strong jawline and full lips that almost made you wanna lick them.

His deep growl brought you back to reality. “You shouldn’t be back here lady.”

You shook yourself loose when he tried to grab your arm and lead you back across the street. “I am a social worker. I know one of the boys in there. If you would just listen to me for a second before you send a freaking army in there.”

The man’s eyes opened wide, and you actually thought you saw a glimmer of admiration in them before he spoke again. “I wasn’t really planning too, but if you think you can give me some insight into what I am walking into before I walk into it, I would appreciate it.”

The detective rested his hand on your back and led you back towards a big shining black car. “Talk to me?” He offered as he opened the car door and pulled out a vest.

It took all of your will power not to drool when he started stripping down to his t-shirt in front of you. You took a deep breath and started focusing on Ben rather than the gorgeous man in front of you.

“Ben Braeden lives up at McCloud’s. It is a group home for troubled kids and teens. Many of them have abusive backgrounds,” you started explaining making Dean chuckle.

“I know what it is. So how did… Ben you said?” You nodded, and the detective continued. “How did Ben end up in there?”

The detective started putting on his vest, and you began explaining Ben’s story to him. You told him how he had been in an unstable home with lots of men coming and going for the first 11 years of his life. How he was easy to influence, especially by older boys and men. He had never had a dad, so he needed someone to look up too. He just have a tendency to pick the wrong people.

“Are you ready Winchester?” The other civilian dressed detective walked up behind you as you finished your story and nodded towards you. “Who is this?”

“She’s a social worker up at The Clouds,” the green eyed detective explained. “One of the kids in there is from the group home.”

The green-eyed detective returned his attention to you. “I’m sorry. I didn’t catch your name sweetheart?”

You cringed at his choice of words. You felt as if he was talking down to you, but you decided to let it go. “Y/N Harvelle.”

“Okay Miss Harvelle. I am Detective Dean Winchester, and this is my partner, Benny Lafitte. Shots were fired in there recently, and apparently one of the boys was hurt.” You sucked in a breath, which didn’t go unnoticed by the man in front of you. He put his hands on your arms and gave you a reassuring squeeze. “I am going in there on my own to try and talk them down. I am not letting anyone else get hurt okay?”

You looked into his eyes. You saw and determination, but also a kindness there, that made you believe him. You didn’t have the best experience with cops in these kinds of situations, but there was something different about Dean. You nodded, making him smile as he returned it. “Alright. You are staying out here with Detective Lafitte.”

Dean’s PoV

Dean turned his attention to Benny. “Okay let’s do this.” Benny proceed to make sure his partner had his phone on and that they both knew the code word in case the SWAT team needed to come in.

“I got it man. This isn’t my first rodeo.” Dean winked at his partner before disarming and laying down his gun on the hood of his car. “Hold on to that for me will you?”

“Dean that’s a bad idea.” Benny argued, but Dean just shook his head.

“There are 3 kids in there and one scared store owner. I am not giving them more fire power. I am getting everyone out safely.”

Benny nodded, knowing after partnering with Dean for well over 2 years, that arguing in this moment would be pointless. “Be careful brother.”

“Always am.” Dean smiled before turning around and putting his hand over his head as he headed towards the store and the hostage situation.

As Dean slowly approached the store, he thought about the young woman who had approached him. The way she had spoken to him had impressed him. She had balls, and she was fucking beautiful. He remember the way the sun had made her Y/H/C shine and the sparkle in her Y/E/C eyes as she had spoken passionately for the kid he was about to walk in and arrest. That part weren’t going to earn him any popularity points that was for sure, but he had no choice.

Dean pushed Y/N out of his thoughts as he reached the door. He carefully knocked twice before pushing it open. He held up his hands defensively, showing the kid that stormed forward holding two guns that he was unarmed. “We asked for a doctor. You aren’t a doctor. You are a freaking cop.” The kid yelled at him, waving one of the guns at him.

Dean stayed calm as his eyes quickly searched the room. The store owner was tied up in the corner, seemingly unharmed aside from a bump on his head. In the middle of the room a blond boy was lying on the floor in a pool of blood and a dark haired one was kneeling down next to him, pressing a shirt against his friend’s stomach.

Dean quickly returned his attention to the slightly older kid holding the guns. “Yes, I am a cop, but right now I am that boy’s best chance of making it out of here alive. You gotta let me take a look at him.”

“NO.” The kid pointed the gun at Dean’s head. “You are leaving. I don’t want any damn cops in here.”

Dean sent the boys a trying smile. “Okay… I can do that, but if I leave there will be a hell of a lot more cops busting down those doors in a few minute. I am just here to help… Let me help?”

The boy with the guns hesitated for a few seconds, and the dark haired boy spoke from behind him. “Asher needs help, Mike. I don’t know what to do. Maybe he does.” Dean quickly committed the names to memory and gathered the dark haired boy trying to help his friend had to be Ben.

“Alright.” Mike waved Dean forward with one of the guns, “but don’t try anything, or I will shoot.” Dean nodded and kept his hands up as he moved across the room. “I’m only here to help man.”

Dean knelt down beside the wounded boy. He was in a lot of pain, and he looked like he was scared shitless. So Dean sent him a reassuring smile. “I am going to have a look at you okay? Just stay still. I’m Dean.”

“Asher…” the boy coughed, and Dean smiled. “Nice to meet you Asher.” Dean slowly removed the shirt from the boy’s abdomen. He was bleeding badly. Dean looked up at the boy next to him. “I am going to need your help. Ben right?”

Ben nodded, confused. “How do you know what my name is?” Dean smiled at him as he tried to earn his trust. “You got a social worker that cares a lot about you outside. Y/N Harvelle.” Ben’s eyes opened wide, and an ashamed look spread across his face. “She is here?”

“Yes right outside. Waiting for you. But right now I need to check Asher for an exit wound. Can you help me do that?”

Ben nodded. With a little coaching from Dean, the two of them managed to flip Asher onto his side, and Dean silently swore when he didn’t find anything. “Okay Ben.” Dean helped a screaming Asher back onto his back. “We need to find some alcohol, a tweezer, tape, and some bandages.” Ben nodded, but when Dean tried to get up Mike quickly pointed his gun at him again.

“You’re not going anywhere,” he screamed.

Dean felt his patience slowly starting to slip, but he calmly addressed the kid above him. “Your friend is going to die if I don’t get the bullet out of him and get him to a hospital. Do you really want that on your conscience?”

“You can try and help him,” Mike seemed, unaffected by Dean’s words. “Ben will go get the stuff you need, and Asher ain’t leaving until we all are.”

“You do realize he could die right?” Dean growled at the kid in front of him as Ben disappeared back into the store, but Mike just smiled. “It beats jail. I’m 20, and Asher is 18.”

A loud bang sounded from the other end of the store as a flustered Ben probably dropped something. The sound distracted Mike for just long enough for Dean to react. He jumped, overpowering the kid. He knocked one of the guns from his hands and grabbed the other before cuffing him to one of the shelves.

A smiled slid across Mike's face just as Dean backed of him.

“Shoot him Ben.”

Dean quickly turned to face Ben, who were pointing the before discarded gun at his chest. “You don’t want to do that Ben.” Dean tried, but Mike shouted again.

“Shoot him before he shoots you.”

Dean saw the terror in Ben’s face and he slowly bent down, laying the gun he was holding on the ground. “No one else is getting shot here today. We are just going to talk okay?” Dean didn’t take his eyes off Ben as he stood back up. He smiled when the kid slowly nodded.

“That’s it. Ben, your friend is going to die if we don’t get him help soon. We need to get him to a hospital. You don’t want him to die do you?” Dean asked and took a step forward as he reached out for the gun. Ben’s hands were shaking, but he let Dean take it.

“That’s it. It’s over.” Dean spoke calmly. “I am just going to call my partner, and we are getting your friend some help.”

Dean let the clip from the gun fall to the ground before finishing his cell out of his pocket. “Did you hear that? All clear. Get a medic in here.” Dean ordered just as Mike whistled beside him. “You are an idiot Braeden. You are going to jail.”

Dean looked up to see the panic on Ben’s face, and he didn’t have time to react before Ben’s fist connected with his jaw. Ben ran for the back door, but Dean wasn’t far behind him. He slammed the boy against the wall, making him cry out as he cuffed his hands behind his back.

“Sorry kiddo,” Dean mumbled as he pulled him back towards the store just as Benny and a few other cops busted through the door. “What took you so long?” Dean sent his partner a reassuring smile as he saw him breathe a sigh of relief at the sight of Dean still standing.

Your PoV

You had been waiting anxiously outside the store preparing yourself for the worst, but now you were furious. Detective Winchester had dragged a crying and scared Ben out of the store, and he wouldn’t even let you talk to him before shoving him into the back of a cop car.

“I told you. He didn’t know what he was walking into. You need to release him into our custody.” you spat at him, following him back towards his car.

“And I told you, Miss Harvelle, that is not within my power. Besides, the kid pulled a gun on me, and he punched me trying to escape.”

You stared daggers at him, but he just stared right back. You realized he wasn’t going to give, so you spun around on your heels, mumbling your thoughts out loud, and within seconds, Dean was in front of you, looking pissed. “What was that?.”

He was menacing. He towered over you. His green eyes had become 3 shades darker from his anger, but you didn’t care. You were furious. “I said you probably deserved it, and that he should have hit you harder.” you spat at him, and you watched his eyes narrow before he shook his head.

“Tell McCloud he will hear from us, and you should probably find a new job. That bleeding heart of yours is going to get you killed or burned out.” The venom in his words made you freeze for a second before you twirled around and yelled after him as he was walking away

“Don’t you dare tell me how to do my job.”

“Then don’t tell me how to do mine.” the man yelled over his shoulder without giving you as much as a second look.

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