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lucas-koh · 4 years ago

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Stitches - Bryce Lahela x MC XII

Parts 1-11 linked in bio!

Somewhat canon compliant.

Rating: M, mentions of medical misdemeanour, implied sex, language

Song: Do I Wanna Know (Live At The BBC) - Hozier

Word Count: 3367

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Chapter Twelve: An Inconvenient Truth

So. Denial hadn’t been working. At this point Suki had to admit to herself her crush on Bryce. She had no clue what to do. She should end it, right? It wouldn’t be fair on him. He hadn’t signed up for this and they’d made it pretty clear they didn’t want this to happen.

Suki hadn’t had feelings for anyone in such a long time that it had never seemed possible to her. She’d never dreamed she’d end up feeling some type of way for Bryce Lahela. The moment she felt that déjà vu she should’ve run for the hills. Maybe in hindsight the whole thing was a mistake, but it was too late now.

She was laying there in his bed, on his chest, wearing his pyjamas. She definitely wasn’t doing herself any favours right at that moment.

She wanted to stay there forever, enveloped in his smell and his warm skin and the light breeze of his breaths on her forehead; the soft cotton of his pyjamas, the dizzying sensation of his arm on her waist.

But god, Bryce really hadn’t bargained for this. She had to get out of there before she drove herself crazy or overstayed her welcome. Or worse, drove him away. Because although it might not have been what was best for her after the revelation, all Suki wanted was to keep Bryce in her life.

“Thank you so much. Again. But I oughta get out of your hair.” She started to lift herself off him, dreaming up reluctance as his arm fell away from her.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want. You said you had today off too, right? You must be feeling pretty rough,” he chuckled.

“Thank you for offering but really. I should go home.” Should more than you know. Should for my own sanity. Should because it’s the right thing to do when it was me who fucked up.

Bryce left her to it as she changed out of his pyjamas – slowly, she was hungover as hell – and back into the clothes that were strewn across Bryce’s kitchen.

“I’ll wash your underwear for you,” he offered, as they had been caught in the crossfire of her vomit. She could tell it was a serious offer despite the smug smirk painted on his face.

Stop it! Stop it stop it stop it! “No, you won’t. I have a washing machine at home.”

She collected them from him in a plastic bag, how embarrassing.

Imagine making such a state of yourself? I’m twenty-fucking-eight years old and I drank too much because I was afraid to admit I might have some stupid schoolgirl crush on my fuck buddy? Have you ever seen anything more tragic? And now he’s fucking handing me my sick-soaked underwear in a plastic fucking bag. Like a fucking child. A child who threw up at school and had to go home early and get picked up by their mom. And now I can’t stop fucking cursing myself for putting myself in this position. If there was ever any moment at all that he maybe saw me as more than a fuck, that moment was lost now.

So Suki left, her head spinning and not just because of an asshole of a hangover.

Maybe it was just a temporary baseless infatuation. Maybe Suki shouldn’t have been jumping to such drastic measures…

So that - Suki’s denial and clinging on to the hope that she could find a way to continue this – was how Suki and Bryce ended up continuing to sleep together throughout the month of February. But the longer it went on, the more sure Suki was that this addicting feeling when she thought of him was sticking around. And it wasn’t fair on him.

She kept thinking about it, considering her options, making the excuse that she didn’t want to jump into the wrong decision. So yeah, she kept sleeping with him. And no, there was no way in hell Suki was admitting to Bryce that she was into him.

She’d been afraid to contact him after everything that had happened, the amount of embarrassment she’d caused for herself, but he was the one to reach out first. It surprised Suki that he even wanted anything to do with her after all that.

“How’s your hand?” He’d asked the first time since the incident, picking up her wrist and investigating the healing.

“It’s okay, it doesn’t hurt much any more.” The wound was scarring to scab and itch.

“It’s looking good.”

“I guess I have your skills to thank.”

“How many times have I told you?” He grinned, “I’m a talented guy.”

They’d become comfortable with one another, really comfortable, and the friend part of friend with benefits could no longer be ignored.

Suki’s problem? Bryce was impossible to get a read on. She had absolutely no idea to tell if her newfound feelings were reciprocated, because he was a huge flirt to everyone. And Suki wasn’t one to take risks. So she didn’t say anything, assumed Bryce felt the same as he ever had for her.

She was right, of course, but not in the way she expected.

A few nights into the month Bryce texted:

Scalpel Jockey: *sigh* i should call her😉

Bryce’s text was accompanied by a selfie taken in front of his toilet, wide grin and thumb up. So embarrassing. He’d been right about the blackmail thing, then. He wasn’t going to let the mess I was go.

Santa Fe: you’re not even using the meme right

Scalpel Jockey: well my toilet misses your mouth so be sure to come visit it tomorrow

Santa Fe: you think you’re going to get laid after reminding me of the most embarrassing night of my life?

Over-exaggeration. But it honestly sort of felt that way.

Scalpel Jockey: of course I will😏

Santa Fe: nope

Scalpel Jockey:👀😌🤨

The next day,

Santa Fe: fine. see u soon.

—-

“Owwww somethings digging into my back!” Bryce yelped as he’d rolled away from Suki. He did some odd contortions to reach underneath himself and grab whatever was causing the grievance. “Suki, why the hell is your id badge in my bed?”

“Uh, maybe because you chucked it into the abyss a minute ago.”

He gave her a look with pursed lips. He rolled to his side facing away from Suki.

“Aww, you look so cute in this. All innocent and shit.”

“Give it back.”

“I mean it! Look at that little face,” he cooed, brushing the image with his thumb.

“It’s really not my best picture at all,” she groaned. What was it about ID card images which made them always turn out terrible? And then one is left with said image for potentially years to come.

“Suki, this says your birthday is January 18th? You didn’t say anything?” He turned to face her.

“January was so busy, I wasn’t that fussed.”

“You should’ve said. I would’ve celebrated with you.”

“Birthday sex?” She laughed.

“No, like proper birthday stuff. Whatever you like doing on them. And then maybe some birthday sex,” he added with a smirk.

“Eh. It was fine, I just got takeout.”

Bryce tutted.

“When’s your birthday, then?”

Suddenly he looked bashful and uneasy. “Um. November 27th.”

“Oh my god. You’re an idiot.”

“Nah. I’m a Sagittarius,” he winked.

“I can’t believe you were trying to make me feel guilty for not mentioning my birthday when you didn’t either.”

“We actually spent it together. That day I looked after Tommy. I had a great time.”

“Oh.” He had to stop saying things like that. It was terrible for her heart. “I can’t believe you let me set a random kid on you for your birthday.”

“I said I had a great time didn’t I?”

And god Suki’s stomach was having a party, an anxiety-ridden, nerves-on-fire, doubt-clad, smitten-as-shit party.

—-

In no time at all It was Valentine’s Day. Not that Suki was paying any attention… or that she wanted to spend it with a certain god-like surgeon. She didn’t even need to mention it, the plan was just act like this was any other hookup. February 14th was just a day – the way we ascribe time only exists because of us; and therefore it’s just a normal hookup. Using existentialism to cure crush nerves? Surprisingly works.

Santa Fe: 👃

Scalpel Jockey: sorry sukes i’m sick🤒

Well. That was not what she was expecting.

But wait. What if he was faking? What if he knew it was Valentine’s Day and was worried Suki was trying to make a gesture and had to let her down easy?

Worse, what if he was spending Valentine’s with someone else? After all, they had agreed not to be exclusive. Shit. What if Bryce liked someone else?? She didn’t even think about it before and now she felt a bit sick. He was an insanely attractive guy – chances were even without time to meet people there would be plenty at the hospital falling at his feet. There was no way he hadn’t been asked out for Valentine’s.

Those worries were quelled by another text, a picture of Bryce’s legs in his bed and the TV at the end playing something. There was a small bag full of used tissues.

Bless him, he really is sick.

Suki knew what she had to do.

Clanging about in the kitchen she muscled up some veg-packed soup, a vegetable lasagne, and a vegetable stir-fry. She also blended a fruit smoothie. Then she packed everything into Tupperware and fit a couple of portions of each into an insulated container.

Suki marched over to Bryce’s with the insulated container full of her cooked meals and determination. God, I’m a simp.

When she arrived she knocked hard so that he could hear. It was a couple of minutes before Suki heard footsteps, then they stopped (presumably for Bryce to look through the fish-eye) before Bryce creaked the door open.

“Suki. Didn’t you get my text, I’m sick I can’t-“ his voice was weak and croaky, slightly nasal – and he definitely sounded ill.

“I know. I’m not here for that. I bought you these,” she held up the insulated bag.

“What is it?”

“Food. Meals. Because you’re sick and you can’t cook. It’s just simple immune-boosting stuff,” she held out the bag for him to take.

He sniffed loudly and opened the door wider. “Come in.”

She was going to protest, but for some reason she didn’t. The plan was just to drop the food off, not to come in. But when faced with the opportunity Suki’s legs carried her subconsciously. When Bryce opened the door up for her she could see him closer. Dark bags under his eyes, greasy hair, chapped lips. He was wearing sweatpants (similar to the pair Suki had tucked away in her drawer at home from Christmas), and a cotton t shirt. He looked rough. Somehow, he was still the most beautiful man she’d ever met. And seeing him like this wasn’t off-putting at all, it just made her want to look after him. Be there for him. Why am I willing to do so much for him? Liking people is a bit like giving away your soul, isn’t it?

“You get back into bed and I’ll heat one of these up for you. They should still be mostly warm, anyway.”

“Sukes, I’ll be fine,” he said nasally. The nickname sent Suki’s organs into overdrive. Because here he was at his lowest, referring to Suki with an affectionate moniker and sounding like a melancholic song.

“I kind of owe you, remember?”

Bryce hummed a nod, too tired for much else, and slunk back into his bedroom.

Suki busied herself checking all the Tupperware’s – they were cool enough to go in the freezer by then so she put all bar one away. She heated that one for a few moments and transferred it into a bowl with cutlery, planted that on a tray, and brought it through to Bryce.

He was in bed as Suki had instructed, old reruns of Criminal Minds playing on his TV. He smiled weakly when he saw her enter with the tray of soup.

“Thank you,” he said as she placed the tray on his lap.

“No problem.”

He took a spoon of soup and gulped it down gently. Then he turned to Suki, who was now perched lightly on the edge of his bed facing him.

“I’m not good with… seeming weak,” he said, looking at Suki intensely.

“You don’t need to worry about that. It’s only me. I vomited in your toilet.”

“Exactly,” he muttered, and when Suki was about ask what he meant he carried on, “this soup is amazing.”

They sat in silence with only the sounds of the TV as Bryce worked his way through the bowl of soup. Suki was too nervous to ask what he’d meant.

“Thank you,” he said as he finished the bowl. She took the tray from him and took it back through to the kitchen, washing everything up for him. She returned to Bryce’s room, noting beads of sweat on his forehead. Going into Bryce’s en-suite, Suki found a washcloth and soaked it with some cold water before giving it a squeeze.

When she returned to Bryce’s side she gently dabbed the washcloth over his hot forehead. He looked up at her, vulnerable, exhausted – very un-Bryce. She was ever so gentle as she dabbed the cool cloth over his skin. Then Bryce reached up and held onto her wrist weakly with his hand.

“Why are you doing all this?”

“Like I said, I owe you. I was hard work that night at yours.”

He seemed to accept this answer, and gulped a little as he let go of her wrist. She pulled the cloth from his forehead for a moment.

“I’m still nervous,” he croaked.

“About?”

“You seeing me like this. It’s not exactly sexy.”

Suki’s nosiness was getting the better of her, and she knew now would be a good time to strike since there’d been an opening.

“The whole… weakness thing – that’s why you were weird about the surgery?”

“Yeah. Yeah it is,” he sighed, looking at Suki as though weighing up his options. He seemed to come to a decision and continued: “I already went through struggles with self doubt. My parents fucked up my whole belief in myself - it’s why I overcompensate now. It’s why I took the surgery thing so hard, I felt myself doubting my abilities. Well it was more like – less that I was actually doubting myself, because I know I’m good, and more that I was worried I would start doubting myself.”

“Yeah, that totally makes sense.” Suki was surprised he was opening up to her like this. She noticed how he mentioned his parents, but she’d let him get there when he was was ready.

“I’m sorry for not telling you at the time.”

“It’s okay, I wasn’t owed the story. So what really happened? You got kicked off because of karaoke?”

“Uh, the other surgical interns kind of have it out for me.”

“What?”

“Well… everyone liked me at first. You know, I’m a likeable guy,” he flashed a grin, a ghost of his normal megawatt smile, “but I think once they saw how competent and determined I was that changed fast.”

“Jealousy,” she scoffed, “So that’s why you don’t hang out with them any more?” Suki remembered how he’d avoided them at Halloween.

“Yeah. And there was a group of them spreading shit from the start about me, dangerous rumours that could get me fired. Saying I drink on the job, I have *ahem* sexual relationships with my patients, that I’m a terrible surgeon and only made it here because of my parents money which is...”

“Your parents are well off?”

Bryce’s jaw tightened. “Yeah, uh, people found out about who my parents are too.”

“Who are they?”

“Another time,” he bit his lip as though unsure, concern as he looked into Suki’s face.

“Okay- drinking at work, sex with patients? Where the hell did those come from?”

“Well I keep a few condoms in my locker, for you, that can’t have looked great after the accusations. I don’t know shit about the drinking. I guess it just sounded bad and anyone who has had out it for me just wants me to look incompetent.”

“Those fucking dicks.”

Bryce shrugged. “It shows I’m a major threat,” he gave her a smug grin but his heart wasn’t quite in it. “So all that stuff got relayed back to Dr Emery and the karaoke the night before was apparently the last straw. She didn’t want to take the risk in case it was true and gave my surgery to Ben.”

“Ben, huh?” She asked, a sudden iciness in her tone. Like, Ben ‘you like her?’ Ben? Digging into Bryce’s private life Ben?

“Yeah, he’s another intern - you probably don’t know him.”

Maybe not. But I’m about to.

“I know some Ben’s… what’s his last name?”

“White.”

“Oh no, I don’t know him,” Suki smiled sweetly, dabbing Bryce’s head with the flannel again. She’d gotten the information she needed.

Bryce chuckled weakly. “I told you.”

“Sorry.”

“Yeah so, obviously Dr Emery investigated it all after that and realised that none of it was true. But by then I’d lost it anyway. The damage was done, you know? Sorry, I know I sound a bit ‘woe is me’.”

“Not at all. You can talk to me, seriously. Friends – remember? I’m so sorry you had to go through that.” And angrier than I’m letting on.

“I suppose I owe you an apology too. For shutting you down and running away when you tried to ask me about it. I’m just- it’s- I like being That Guy, you know? The one who’s got his shit together. The one who’s the expert surgeon. Who doesn’t let things phase him. Laughs everything off. The one who’s amazing in bed,” he looked at her with a look that was, if Suki didn’t know any better, nervous. God, it’s so weird seeing him like this. But my heart is completely breaking for him.

“If I’m-“ he continued, then seemed to change his mind, “what you need from me wasn’t that, so I didn’t want to mess things up.”

“By being human? You could never,” she smiled as she bought the flannel back to his face, but it was more an excuse to stroke her finger over his cheek comfortingly. Bryce’s eyes seemed to shut involuntarily and he moved into her touch, just letting it be for a while. He was still hot, but had a bit more colour to his face, so Suki felt she had helped at least a little.

Fuck. I like you so much.

This definitely wasn’t helping her whole predicament, because each word he’d said to her, each touch, each look on his face – and she was a puddle on the floor. Overwhelmed with the ache she felt in her chest at the whole situation. That something as ridiculous as jealousy – between people who’s job it was to help others for gods sake – had put Bryce in such a spin. And it seemed to her that losing the surgery was bad for him, but the way that affected his confidence and how he felt he had to be around her – that seemed to have affected him more.

He was too proud.

And she cared for him too much to be okay with seeing him like this.

Suki must’ve been cradling Bryce’s face longer than she’d realised, because he eventually started snoring quietly. His eyebrows now flattened on his face and looking more at peace than he had since she’d arrived. She was careful when removing her hand and placing a pillow up under his head. She placed a gentle kiss to his forehead, brushing against the cool damp area she’d been dabbing. Then she snuck into his bathroom to fill up a glass of water and collect some aspirin, leaving them on his bedside table for him before escaping his apartment.

Suki was on a mission, fuelled by affection and anger.

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voltage-vixen · 5 years ago

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You’re Mine (NSFW-Request)

(This is featuring Eisuke from KBTBB)

“Will you two knock it off already?” Eisuke snapped at Baba and Ota.

The bidders had rented out a room at a nearby restaurant to celebrate Soryu’s birthday, and as usual, the gang was up to their usual antics. Specifically, two members of the group had been attempting to prank their poor waiter, when Eisuke intervened and was now scolding them. “We didn’t mean any harm boss,” Baba replied, “We just thought the birthday boy, would enjoy a show along with his dinner.” Soryu who had been silent up until this point, put down his chopsticks and sighed. “Don’t get me involved in your childish games.” MC burst out into laughter, at the scene that had become so familiar to her. Although they were odd, she was grateful their paths crossed, and MC even felt more thankful that her and Eisuke ended up in a relationship together.

After everyone had finished their dinner, they headed towards the lobby of the restaurant. Soryu and the other guys went ahead to continue their nights at a bar owned by one of Baba’s friends, while Eisuke and MC were waiting for the limo to take them back to the Tres Spades. Eisuke’s phone began to ring, and he stepped away to answer the call. MC was alone, keeping an eye out for the car, when she suddenly saw a familiar face from her past. A tall, thin woman with heavy make-up, walked in on the arm of a man smoking a cigarette. He whispered something in her ear and excused himself before he left. The woman made eye contact with MC, and she was now glaring at her. Back in their school days, they had a falling out over some guy, but that had been many years ago and MC had long forgotten about the incident.

Apparently, her ex-friend didn’t get the memo that time heals all wounds, because she still was shooting reproachful looks at MC. MC was about to ask her what was wrong, but Eisuke had returned and went to lead MC out of the restaurant. Ignoring the other woman, they were about to leave, until she grabbed onto Eisuke’s arm. “Are you really going to pretend I don’t exist Eisuke, after we shared that one magical night together?” Her heart dropped when she heard those words, and MC turned to Eisuke to see if there was any validity to the claim. Eisuke shook the other women’s hand from his jacket and scoffed before answering her ridiculous statement. “You were nothing more than a simple way for me to meet a need at the time. Get off me and stay away from me and my woman!” Dragging her away, MC glanced back to see the other woman already latching back on to her date that had reappeared.

She was still in shock from learning that someone she once considered herself close with, had been physically intimate with Eisuke. MC was still in a daze, when Eisuke pushed her inside of the limo. As soon as the door shut behind him, his lips crashed down onto MC’s. “It was just sex and meant nothing,” he whispered in between his kisses. He pulled away and was disappointed to see the look of doubt still apparent in her eyes. Now annoyed, Eisuke grabbed her hips and shimmied her skirt over her thighs. “Eisuke!” MC cried out, when she felt him rip her underwear from her body. “It’s rude to doubt your boyfriend,” he smirked, “I’m going to have to take you right here, to really make sure you remember that you’re mine.”

“Wait, we can’t do that here!” MC exclaimed, as she watched Eisuke remove the last articles of clothing that were separating them. He lifted her up and lowered her down onto his erect cock. “Ahhh,” she whimpered at the feeling of him filling her up. Eisuke watched her lips began to pout, and she bucked towards him, indicating she wanted more. “Still want me to stop?” Eisuke teased, knowing full well what her answer was going to be. “More,” she pleaded with him, “I need to feel more of you!” She let out a pleasurable yelp, when he began to thrust, and they soon found their rhythm together. His hand caressed the soft skin on her thigh, while his fingers on his other hand, started to circle her clit. MC’s panting was growing louder, and she was expectantly gazing at him.

“Not yet baby,” he chuckled in amusement, “Not until you tell me who is the only person in the world that can satisfy me.” Eisuke twirled her hair in his hand, and firmly tugged her head back, forcing her to face upwards. “Oh, fuck! Fuck me harder Eisuke,” MC demanded through her heavy breathing, “I’m the only you who can please you!” She was squirming in pure desperation, wanting nothing more than to cum, but Eisuke was still denying her orgasm. “Fuck you,” she scowled, still moving her hips in perfect motion. “You already are, and you’re doing a great job,” he retorted, “Be a good girl and beg me to make you cum and scream that you belong to me. If you do that, I promise I’ll rock your world.” Feeling both frustrated and frenzied, she banged her fist against Eisuke’s chest and obeyed his demand. “Please, I need you to break me,” she begged, “My body is yours to break, and I belong to you, and you alone. Now for god’s sakes, let me cum Eisuke!”

Eisuke changed his angle, and swiftly grinded his lower body towards hers, and nipped at her ear. “Cum for me baby.” MC shuddered when she felt his hot breath on her sensitive neck. The intensity of their combined movements was enough to make the couple grunt in relief as they erupted on each other. Wiping the sweat from her brow, MC rolled over onto the seat next to him. She attempted to adjust her skirt, but Eisuke wrapped her tightly in his arms. “How could you ever have doubts, that you’re not the absolute perfect woman for me?” Eisuke muttered. “No one else will ever matter to me, and I’m truly grateful that I have you in my life.” He nuzzled his chin against her cheek. All of MC’s insecurities had disappeared, and she truly felt secure and loved.

MC tried to wiggle out of his embrace so she could kiss him, but Eisuke refused to let her move. “I didn’t give you permission to leave,” he remarked. Smiling to herself, MC completely relaxed herself into the warmth of his arms, and she said a silent thanks to the higher powers that she had this man in her life.

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the-everlasting-dream · 6 years ago

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Own Personal Superman (Rafael x MC)

Summary: Jaya discovers that getting locked out of her friend’s apartment may not be the worst thing in the world..

A/N: This is my submission for the Choices Fandom Game: A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words. I was given my picture by my friend and writer extraordinaire @likethetailofacomet The photo doesn’t reeeeally fit but ehh

Word Count: Elle’s brain cannot be captured in 1000 words ok 3070

Warnings: Swearing

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‘Mikey, come on!’ Jaya yelled, pounding on the door of her supposed best friend’s balcony door. ‘I said I was sorry okay? Now let me in!’

There was no answer from the other side of the door as there hadn’t been for the last twenty minutes. Jaya shivered against the cold Boston air, wrapping the thin white bathrobe she was wearing tighter against her shoulders in an attempt to protect herself against the wind that whipped across the side of the apartment building.

When the subject of Michaela’s kink came up, Jaya could never resist a good jab, especially at her equally sassy best friend, driving her up the wall with her teasings about one Dr Zaid Mirani. Usually Michaela would have been up for a good ribbing, giving as good as she got but so soon after the — Jaya shuddered again now at the memory of it — Mirani incident, she should have known better than to believe her friend’s attempt at covering up her feelings. In her heart, Jaya realised belatedly, she shouldn’t have gone too far and now she was paying for it dearly. Locked out on the balcony of her friend’s townhouse dressed in little more than her underwear and a flimsy bathrobe — she’d just come out of the shower — was enough to teach her a lesson and now that it was learnt, she was ready to come back in.

‘Mikey come on dude,’ Jaya cajoled, jiggling the door handle. 'This stopped being funny a long time ago.’

‘You sure the joke’s over?’ Her friend’s acerbic tone sounded through the door. ‘I wouldn’t trust your judgement with that.’

Jaya winced. 'Okay I deserved that. Now can you please let me in?’

Something slipped through the mail slot landed at her bare feet. ‘Get yourself out of this one Da Silva. I don’t have time for your bullshit.’

‘Fuck you Michaela Quinn,’ she snapped viciously, raising her fists to rain more blows on the door.

If I end up breaking it, its on her.

Somewhere to Jaya's left, a window was opened and a string of what she guessed were Chinese curses were aimed at her, making her drop her raised arms. As annoyed as she was with Mikey, she wasn’t going risk getting yelled at by her cranky neighbour.

It was then that Jaya finally looked down to the object that had fallen through the mail slot at her feet.

An old school flip phone.

Why does Mikey even have one of these? She sighed in annoyance as she glanced through the window at her actual phone lying on the coffee table on the other side of the glass. So close but so far…

Flipping open the phone, she immediately dialled in Mikey’s number which immediately went to voicemail and she snapped the phone shut, aggravated but unsurprised that her friend had taken the care to block the number before giving it to her. Jaya dialled in another number, Sienna’s, but that got redirected to an automated voice message reminded her that Sienna had changed her number the week past.

If only I wasn’t so crap at remembering phone numbers.

The only ones she remembered were Mikey’s and her own mother’s —she shuddered at the thought of placing a call to the ever unimpressed Rani Da Silva, not needing yet another lecture about how irresponsible she was, she’d had plenty of those her entire life. Deciding against it, she pushed at the tiny buttons until she reached the phone’s phonebook, hoping that Mikey would have at least been kind enough to put the number of one of her housemates in or at least the building’s superintendent to let her back in.

Jaya groaned out loud as she saw the two lone contacts entered into the phone book. Jesus Mikey how long have you been planning this?

Hawaiian Justin Bieber

Wholesome Superman

She cursed her friend silently again for delivering this special torment. She was in little but her bathrobe, stuck on the balcony of a Boston townhouse and she had two choices: Dr Bryce Lahela or EMT Rafael Aveiro.

She regretted telling Michaela about her crush on both very attractive, very available men who both seemed to show interest in her. She was drawn to them both in different ways after hanging out one-on-one on separate occasions and she just couldn’t choose. She was hoping that by waiting it out a solution would present itself and she would get to avoid making the decision.

Right now, if she wanted to get off this goddamn balcony, a decision had to be made. Mentally scanning over their schedules in her head — Mikey would have never let her hear the end of it, if she knew Jaya actually committed both men’s timings to her memory — she groaned again and made her choice.

The phone rang and rang as Jaya paced to small balcony, anxiety welling up in her. What if he didn’t pick up? What if he couldn’t come? What if he didn’t want to? She was so wrapped up in her doubts that she hadn’t realised he’d picked up at first.

‘Hello?’

‘Rafael, hi, its Jaya, Jaya Da Silva from Edenbrook,’ she began, tucking her hair behind her ear nervously. ‘Uh… how are you?’

His chuckle echoed through the speaker. ‘I’m good, little surprised. How are you?’

‘I’m uh good…’ Jaya blurted out reflexively, her voice going up higher at the end as a gust of wind blew a chill up the flaps of the robe. ‘Uhh..’

Rafael’s voice sounded concerned now. ‘Um Jaya… is everything okay?’

She squeezed her eyes shut, running a hand over her face as she cursed her supposed best friend for the hundredth time. ‘Umm Raf… are you busy now?’

‘No not really, what’s up? Do you need help?’

She didn’t deserve him, she’d gotten herself into a ridiculous situation and she had her own stupidity to thank for that. That and one Dr Michaela Quinn. She took a deep breath and decided to bite the bullet.

‘See its actually a real funny story…’

Rafael listened patiently while she blabbered on in the most roundabout way of describing her current predicament, hoping he would not think it was a prank call and hang up the phone.

‘…so yeah. That’s what… That’s me right now,’ she trailed off awkwardly, stomach in knots.

‘Well I can’t say this is one of the strangest call outs I’ve had in my career,’ he replied good-naturedly. ‘Why don’t you text me your address and I’ll drop by your place, pick up some clothes and come rescue you.’

‘That would be amazing,’ Jaya answered, relief immediately diffusing from her body. She thanked him profusely and hung up to text him the address. Sliding down into a sitting position seemed to be better defence against the cold and Jaya leaned back against the brick wall.

Rafael Aveiro was one of the sweetest, kindest people she’d ever met, his inclination to help people was boundless and that was one of the things she’d admired most about him. Unlike most guys he was also honest and open, not afraid to get real about his family life like he had on the helicopter ride they’d taken together. His childhood stories had seemed so sweet, she didn’t want to ruin the vibe by telling the truth about hers. Everything about him was just so wholesome — hence Mikey’s nickname for him — Jaya didn’t want to complicate things by bringing him into her own problems. But she’d done just that and now he was going to see her in little more than her bathrobe.

Jaya sighed, dropping her head in her hands. Why do I always seem to get into situations like this? She hadn’t realised she’d dozed off until the phone in her lap started to buzz and she almost dropped it in her eagerness to answer the call.

‘Hey are you here?’

‘Yep just walking around the back,’ Rafael’s deep voice sounded out. ‘Your roommate Sienna gave me a bunch of clothes while Jackie stared me down the entire time. I don’t think she likes me.’

Jaya couldn’t help but laugh. ‘She doesn’t like anyone.’

‘Where are yo- Ah I can see you.’

A glance downwards brought Rafael’s dark head into view and as he climbed up the metal staircase, Jaya wrapped the bathrobe tighter around her, trying not to focus on the way his arms flexed.

‘Hi.’ HIs eyes scanned over her outfit. ‘Do I wanna know?'

'Just call me Trouble,’ Jaya replied, as he passed her the small duffle bag with her clothes in it. ‘You stand guard, Turn around. I’m going to change.’

‘Yes ma’am,’ he chuckled, dutifully turning away to give her some privacy.

Shivering slightly against the cold, Jaya hastily threw on the jeans and top her roommate had picked for her, thanking her lucky stars that Sienna had picked out her outfit rather than Jackie or Elijah. ‘All done,’ she announced preemptively as she stood hopping on one foot as she tried to slip her sneakers on, eager to get out of this embarrassing situation. Rafael has only just turned when her toe caught on the metal railing and she tipped off balance. Jaya shot her arms out to brace herself for impact but it never came. Instead she found herself in the strong arms of her latest savior, bodies pressed together closer than ever before.

‘You okay?’ Rafael asked, looking down at her with a paramedic’s concern as he helped her regain her balance.

‘Y-yeah,’ she mumbled, driven to speechlessness with him just inches away, unable to stop her eyes from sliding down to his lips and the prospect of kissing him seemed much more appealing. ‘You’re like my own personal Superman.’

His lips curved up into smile. ‘Does that make you Lois Lane?'

She shrugged, not trusting her voice and together they climbed down the staircase to where his car was waiting. As soon as she shut the door, Jaya’s sense seemed to flow back to her.

‘Thank you for that,’ she blurted out after giving him the address to her apartment. ‘You didn’t have to help me out you know. I know its your day off and you’ve probably got better things to do than to go around saving-’

Rafael gave her an easy smile, holding up a dismissive hand to pause her ramblings as he began to drive away from Mikey’s townhouse. ‘Jaya its fine. I didn’t mind at all really.’

‘You’re way too nice for your own good,’ she told him after a pause. ‘Paramedic, part time Superman, nicest guy alive. Are you sure you don’t have some super dark secret you’re hiding under that nice front?’

He laughed at her words. ‘If I do, I’m yet to find it.’

Jaya stroked her chin thoughtfully. ‘I mean what gives? No one is ever just that nice.’

‘I’m not just anyone Jaya,’ he smiled again, eyes twinkling as he stopped at the lights.

‘So who are you Rafael Aveiro?’ She propped up an arm on the centre arm rest, leaned in closer and narrowed her eyes at him.

He mimicked her expression, arm next to hers. ‘Guess you’ll have to stick around long enough to find out.'

‘Is that how its going to be?’

‘That’s how its going to be,’ he shared her grin.

Still chuckling, Jaya settled back in her seat and they shared a comfortable silence for a few moments. ‘So what were you going to do on your day off? Y’know, if you weren’t saving a damsel in distress.’

‘I was going to go hiking with some friends, I like to get out on my days off. I drive around this city all week but I never get to see it properly.’

She felt a rush of guilt flood through her. ‘I’m sorry. I must have completely ruined your plans.’

‘No, no its fine,’ he started to say but she held a hand up.

‘No its not. Please go on your hike. I’ll feel terrible if you don’t get to go.'

‘Only one one condition.’ He raised his chin at her.

‘Name it.’

‘You join me.’

Jaya’s eyebrows shot up. He couldn’t be serious. ‘You want me to come?’

He gave her another smile. ‘You doing anything for the next few hours?’

‘Noo...,’ she admitted, hesitating for a moment before looking at Rafael’s boyish grin. Spontaneity was the last thing she usually did but this time she couldn’t help but grin back at him. ‘Alright lets do it.’

‘So do you always take girls you’ve just saved on long hikes in the woods?’ Jaya asked, trying to hide the fact that she was panting a little.

Rafael grinned back at her from where he was a few paces ahead, pausing so she could catch up. ‘You’d be the first.’

She raised an eyebrow amusedly. ‘In that case, I should feel special. By the way do you know where we are going? Because I have no idea.’ She paused for a moment. ’This is the dark secret you’re keeping, you brought me all the way out here to kill me and dump my body in the woods.’

‘Is your sense of humour always this morbid?’ He shot her an amused look.

‘Why do you think I became a doctor? Death jokes for days sonnnn,’ she winked.

Rafael studied at her thoughtfully for a long moment as they walked. ‘Did little Jaya always know she wanted to be a doctor?’

Jaya felt her cheerful demeanour drop as the lump in her throat began to build and suddenly it was much too hard to swallow. ‘I uh...’

She felt tears prick the back of her eyes. She was not going to cry about this. Not here. Not in front of him. He didn’t need to be drawn into any more of her problems.

‘I guess its just something I…always knew I’d do.’ She looked up to see him eyeing her carefully and she silently hoped he wouldn’t push her.

‘I see,’ he replied, nodding in understanding and they continued on for a few moments up the incline. Anxiety rippled through her as Jaya tried to find the right words, hoping Rafael wouldn’t think she was brushing her off or that she was rude or —

‘I-Its just… My childhood was a bit… turbulent. I’d rather not talk about it if that’s okay with you?’

‘Jaya,’ Rafael caught her hand, making her look back at him. ‘You don’t have to tell me anything you don’t want to okay?’

She nodded, squeezing his hand a little and they continued their walk. Jaya glanced down at their clasped hands and couldn’t help but smile a little at the sight. She took a deep breath of the clean air, doubting that the EMT had any idea how calming his presence was. She was already starting to like him a lot more. Eventually, guided by Rafael, they made it to the top of the hill overlooking the entire Boston area.

‘Wow,’ Jaya breathed, sinking to the ground and taking in the view. ‘Its breathtaking.’

‘Its one of my favourite views,’ Rafael put in, sitting down next to her. ‘Whenever it gets too much, I like to come up here and it reminds me how small my problems are in comparison.’

She nodded.

Right now, all the things weighing on her mind, the competition for the place on the diagnostics team, the feeling of never being good enough, her struggles with her mother and her childhood, the duty she felt to herself to always be the best and do the best all didn’t seem so bad.

‘Perspective.'

He nodded and they sat together for a while in a comfortable silence. At some point Jaya looked over at him, the setting sun caught perfectly on his dark eyes and she felt the overwhelming urge to kiss him. Rafael let her take him in, smiling a little.

Then almost magnetically, Jaya felt herself drawing closer to him and slowly tantalisingly the space between them decreased and his lips were on hers in a soft slow kiss. His hand came up to caress her cheek slightly and she placed an arm on his bicep as they parted.

‘Wow,’ she breathed after a moment, eyes flickering open to see him looking at her tenderly.

‘Yeah.’ He ran a thumb over her cheek and Jaya leaned in again, wanting more of him but he gently stopped her. ‘If its okay, I’d like to leave it there for today.’

‘Ookay…’ Her mind clouded over with doubts. Was she a bad kisser? Did he not like her?

Rafael seemed to read her mind immediately. ‘I like you a lot Jaya but I don’t wanna rush this. I made that mistake before and I don’t want to make it again with an amazing woman like you. Is that okay?’

Jaya breathed a sigh of relief. ’That’s completely fine. Go as slow as you need.’

He smiled softly at her before getting to his feet and pulling her up. ‘I should get you home before your roommates start to worry.’

She didn’t want their evening to end but she wanted to respect his request to take it slow so she allowed him to lead her back down the trail, keeping his hand firmly in hers until he chivalrously held the car door open for her to get in.

A short drive later, they were standing outside her apartment building and he came to stand in front of her.

‘Thank you for the save Rafael Aveiro.’ She look up at him, smiling.

‘Thank you for the hike Jaya Da Silva.’

Again Jaya felt the urge to kiss him again but squashed the request down. ‘Is a goodnight kiss out of the question?’ She whispered, silently hoping he’d indulge her again.

‘I think I can handle that,’ he grinned back dipped his head down to capture her lips again.

Jaya rest her hands on his strong chest as their kiss was soft and sweet just like the last time. Just like him.

As they parted for the night, Jaya couldn’t help the smile on her face. She was looking forward to seeing a lot more of her own personal Superman in the near future.

#a picture is worth a thousand words fic challenge #rafael aveiro #rafael x mc #jaya da silva #open heart #choices open heart #choices #playchoices #choices fandom #choices fanfiction #mikey and jaya #ok this was way over the word count but at least it was worth it right?

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Hey, Mom - Liam x MC

Pairing: Liam x Riley

Summary: …In this turn of events, Riley tells Liam about Tariq straight after it happens, how will Liam deal with the problem, what will happen when it comes to choosing his bride and the incident is used against her? Will he choose to sacrifice the crown to be with the woman he loves, or will he let his future be decided for him?

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Some parts at the beginning are taken from the royal romance book 1 chapter 14.

The breeze blew through the leaves of the apple trees. It was the morning of the country jamboree at Applewood Manor. Liam and Riley were walking through the hedge maze, hand in hand. Liam lead Riley through the maze of pink peony covered arches.

“I feel so much more at peace when I’m with you” Liam let out a peaceful sigh as he squeezed her hand

“you seem awfully happy today” she smirked

“oh, I’m always happy when I’m spending time with you Riley.”

“This place is beautiful Liam, it’s just so peace”

“I always make it a point to come here when I’m visiting, my mother used to bring me here all the time”

“I can see why she loved it so much, its beautiful out here.”

“I thought, maybe we could get lost in here…” he smirked with a chuckle

“oh, I see, so this is your plan spend eternity with me?”

“Exactly, that’s Exactly the plan!”

“Eternity with you Liam, I can’t say I would mind”

“you know, I’ve bene thinking about the future a lot lately…after the coronation…I’ve been trying to imagine what sort of Queen you would be, if you and I were to get married…I asked you before what you thought my moniker would be as king…what do you think yours might be as Queen…Queen Riley the Fierce, Queen Riley the whimsical?”

“I’d be Queen Riley the Wise, people would look back on all of the causes I championed and thing…Queen Riley…she knew exactly what she was doing” Liam grinned

“so what causes are we talking about here? What Would Queen Riley the Wise champion in Cordonia?”

“I would champion excellent and affordable education for all”

“that’s a big cause, you think you can do it?” he asked seriously

“Who? Queen Riley the wise…Of course she can, she can do anything” she chuckled.

After a few moments of silence Riley spoke, “Hey, Liam”

“Hey, Riley”

“Will you push me on the swing?” she grinned like a Cheshire cat

“of course,” he replied as he gestured for Riley to sit down, he gently pusher her on the swing, as she laughed away.

Liam smiled as he watched her laugh, the way her eyes crinkled at the corners, she had the most beautiful smile lines. He loved the way her eyes lit up when her smile practically reached her eyes. The way her blonde wavy hair blew in the breeze. He never thought he would get the chance to feel like that about anyone and he wasn’t going to let her go without a fight. Liam slowed the swing to a stop and leaned over, wrapping his arms around Riley's waist. Riley leaned back into Liam's chest, leaning her head on his shoulder, as Liam tightened his hold, Riley gently cupped his cheek in her hand, gently pulling him down to place a kiss on his lips. As Liam pulled back, he chuckled.

“what are you laughing at mister?”

“I’m just so happy…”

“you seem different today, calmer, more peaceful plus you don’t usually talk about spending eternity with me or even what’s going to happen after the social season…you know just in case you don’t choose me.” Riley mumbled the last part

“…I know…it’s just that I’ve been thinking a lot about that decision…and”

“and?” Riley urged him to carry on with a grin on her face as she turned on the swing to face him

“and…I shouldn’t say anything yet, not until I have the approval of my parents and the people of the court…which won’t be for a few days…but I want you to know that I cannot wait for the coronation” he whispered as he gently cupped her cheek in his hand

“really? Your gonna play me like that” she giggled “for the record, I can’t wait either”

“I really wish I could tell you what I want to say riley”

“I know” she smiled understandingly just a moment later, the two heard the chimes of bells, signalling the end of the games and for everyone to gather for the dinner.

“we should really head back” Liam took Riley's hand as she stood from the swing. “allow me to escort you to dinner” the two slowly made their way back towards the gathering. The sun was just setting when they reached the party.

“we should blend back in” Liam smiled

“think of me” she whispered as the two parted ways.

Riley made her way towards Maxwell and Drake, as she passed one of the tables, a couple of the ladies were talking in hushed voices. As Riley rounded one of the tables, she nearly walked right into Tariq.

“oh, I’m so sorry Tariq!” she apologised

“oh, it’s nothing Lady Riley, it’s always a pleasure to see you.” He smiled, the kind of smile that made Riley uncomfortable.

“how are you Tariq?” she asked

“as splendid as you look, my dear” he gently lifted her hand and placed a kiss on the back of it.

“woah” Riley subtly pulled her hand away “where did that come from?” she asked taken back a little

“it came from the recesses of my being; this whole event can hardly bear a star as bright as yours”

“umm…thanks?”

“it fills me with such joy to hear you say that, you know I have to tell you, after speaking with the other ladies here, I find myself having such an…appreciation for you.”

“really?” she asked confused

“yes, you are a breath of fresh New York air.”

“I don’t think anyone says that.”

“the others are absolutely boring, one only talks about her dogs, another merely sulks and don’t even get me started on Olivia”

“Excuse you Tariq, those Ladies, each have their charm.”

“hah! If they do, ive yet to find them! I mean, they have good breeding, wealth and manners but they’re dull, how disappointing. Whereas you Lady Riley, you grow more interesting every time we speak.”

“thank…you?”

“I must however take my leave; may you have a fantastic evening”

As Tariq leaves Maxwell approached Riley, with a concerned look on his face.

“was that Tariq you were talking to?”

“yeah” she mumbled a little confused by the whole conversation.

“is everything okay, Riley?” he asked

“yeah, I think so…it was just a bit of a strange conversation”

“oh, okay, well Bertrand and I just got a table if you wanna come and sit?”

“of course,” Riley replied as she followed Maxwell to the table. Just as Riley sat down, she heard the clinking of glasses, she turned to see Liam, The King and Queen standing waiting to make their speeches.

“if I may have everyone’s attention please, I’d like to say a few words before we close this evening…”

After the speeches, everyone sat down to eat, it was hitting 11pm that everyone started to retire to their rooms. Once Riley reached her room, she headed for the bathroom, where she turned the shower on, she changed out of her clothes then climbed into the shower. It was about thirty minutes later she was just climbing out of the nice hot shower, she dried off with her towel then pulled her clean underwear on then headed into the bedroom. Just as she was drying her hair with the towel, she heard her door click open…

“Ahhh!!!” she squealed trying to cover herself with the wet towel

“good lord!!!” Tariq exclaimed “Riley! disrobing in my room…what a forward gesture!”

“your room? but…”

“oh, I’m not upset Riley…I’m just surprised, I mean…I suspected” he took a step closer to her “but I never thought this would happen so soon” he smirked

“Tariq…what are you talking about?” she replied confused as she went to take a step back. Tariq took Riley's hand, stopping her from moving. “I must say this…your feelings are most ardently returned” he stepped closer. As Riley went to take another step backwards, she ended up, pressed against the wall.

“you have thoroughly enchanted me, just as you enchant anyone you come across, and now I know you feel the same way about me.”

“Tari-” Before Riley could finish, Tariq, nudged her hand to make her drop the towel, then moved in to press his lips against hers. With her hands against his chest she pushed him away with force.

“HOW DARE YOU!” She roared, her whole body shaking as she wrapped the towel around her. Tariq was taken back by her shout. “THAT IS NOT OKAY!”

“GET OUT! GET OUT NOW!” She yelled as the tears fell down her face. Tariq quickly scurried from the room, Riley’s back slid down the wall, as the tears cascaded down her cheeks, she repeatedly wiped at her eyes and face, but the tears just wouldn’t stop, her hands were shaking and everything . Once she eventually managed to stop crying, she moved over to the dresser where her robe was and pulled it on along with her nightwear, she slipped her feet into her slippers then made her way out of the o. she couldn’t stay in there, she couldn’t stay in that room, not after what had just happened, did she forget to lock the door she thought to herself, but the more she thought about it, the more she questioned whether there was a lock on the door in the first place…how did she not notice there was no lock. Maybe if she had noticed this wouldn’t have happened…but then why wasn’t there a lock on the door, there was a lock on every other door in the manor, something wasn’t right. Riley headed down towards the main entrance heading for the garden maze. The cold hair stung against her previously wet cheeks, her hair was still partly wet, due to being interrupted when she was drying it. she made her way, through the maze, trying to remember the path Liam had taken her down earlier that day. she eventually found herself in the centre of the maze. She carefully sat herself down on the swing, pulling her robe around her tighter to keep her warm on the breezy summer night. The summer nights in Cordonia were a lot colder than she was used to back home, she was really started to feel the chill in the air. She leaned her head on the rope of the swing as the tears slowly started to fall down her cheeks.

“I must attract them, huh mom?” she spoke to the one woman who she knew would be listening, she may not be here, but Riley knew she was watching over her. “I must have a tattoo or something somewhere that says… “help yourself” why can’t they just leave me be?”

On the other side of the manor, Liam was just leaving a stressful meeting with the king and queen. He headed to his quarters, where he pulled his jacket on and headed outside. every night he spent in Applewood manor, we would take a walk down to the hedge maze before heading to bed, it helped him calm himself down after stressful days, as he made his way through the flower filled hedges, he came to the first of many archways, he smiled at the memory of his mother and brother, all running through the maze, just being together. One of the things Liam loved most about Riley, was that she reminded him a lot of his mother, her love for adventure and fun. He knew she would be an amazing Queen, the amazing Queen his mother would have been had she still been here today. Liam gently picked one of the brightest peonies, running his fingertips over the petals. He closed his eyes in content as he thought about her, it was then that he felt a gentle breeze blow through his gently tussled hair.

“hey mom” he whispered with a smile.

Another gust of wind blew, sending the flower flying from Liam's hand. “hey!” he chuckled as he went over to where it landed, he looked at either side of him, to his left, the path he would normally take at night, to his right, the path he took with Riley, he smiled at the thought of their little getaway earlier in the day. As Liam bent down to pick the flower up, the gentlest breeze sent the flower rolling to the right. He huffed with a chuckle as he went to lift it again, but the same thing happened, every time he went to pick it up, it was blown further down the path. As he got to the end of the path, it was then that the wind calmed right down, he smirks as he bent down again “your mine now” he laughed to himself. He lifted the flower, finally able to get it in his grasp. As he rounded the corner to the centre of the maze, he stopped dead in his tracks when he seen her…Riley. There she was sitting on the swing, with her back to him, her head leaning on the rope.

Riley sniffled as she wiped at her cheeks. “so, what do you think about Liam?” she asked with a smile. As the wind blew through her hair she smirked. “yeah, me too, I like him a lot…oh, who am I kidding, I’m head over heels for him, mom, the possibility of not being with him, kills me, He’s nothing like anyone else, he’s kind, he’s caring, he has never made me feel like I’m not safe when I’m with him, plus…he’s extremely good looking” she giggled to herself. “oh mom, I love him more than I’ve ever loved anyone” she sniffled

Liam quietly cleared his throat, careful not to scare her, but loud enough to catch her attention. Riley sat up straight, quickly wiping at her eyes. She slowly turned to face him. Liam's heart sank when he seen her eyes all puffy and red.

“Hey, hey…what’s wrong?” he quickly moved in front of her, dropping to his knees, his hands gently placed on her cheeks. “Jesus, Riley, your freezing!” Liam pulled his jacket off, and wrapped it around her shoulders “talk to me, Riley, why are you crying?”

“can you answer something for me?” she sniffled

“I can try”

“does every room in this manor have a lock on the door?”

“yes…” he replied confused “why?”

“every room but mine…”

“what do you mean?”

“I don’t have a lock on my door...”

“are you sure? every room should have a lock…”

“I’m sure…so is Tariq”

“Tariq?”

“Tariq…walked into my room”

“I don’t understand riley”

“Tariq walked into my room, Liam, I was in nothing but my underwear, I had just gotten out of the shower.”

“Maybe he made a mistake and thought it was his room…” he stated

“I don’t know…I mean, when he walked in, he thought I was getting undressed in his room…but that’s not the issue here…the issue is…he didn’t leave Liam, when he walked in, I grabbed my towel and tried to cover myself up…he…” she looked away as the tears started falling again, “he kept saying all of these things, he thought I had feelings for him or something but…I was pressed against the wall, he…Liam, he made me drop my towel…” her hands flew to her face as she cried “he forced his mouth onto mine…”

Liam froze in his spot, not knowing what to say. he quickly stood, gently pulling Riley to her feet with him, he pulled her into his chest, wrapping his arms around her tightly as she cried into his chest. “I’m so sorry” he whispered “look at you, your shaking and everything, c’mon why don’t we get you inside, warm you up a little bit, we can talk” he whispered, Riley nodded, with his closest arm wrapped around her, Liam guided her back inside, towards the sitting room. Once they reached the sitting room, Liam sat Riley down on the sofa, pulling the blanket from the back of the sofa, and wrapping it around her. She got herself comfortable, pulling her feet up under the blanket to keep her warm.

“I’ll be back in two seconds” he told her, before headed out of the sitting room. As he closed the door, he seen Bastian standing outside.

“Bastian…am I right in saying every room in the manor has a lock?”

“yes, prince Liam, may I ask why?”

“Riley's room didn’t have a lock on the door” Liam informed him, Bastian frowned as he heard what he said “I need you to look into it”

“of course!”

“also, Tariq doesn’t leave this manor…I don’t care what anyone says…he doesn’t leave until ive spoken to him!”

“of course. I’ve not long seen him heading down to his room, he looked at little shaken up, I’ll look into the lock then I’ll go and check on him” Bastian took his leave, to go and look into the missing lock, then check on Tariq. Once Bastian left, Liam headed for the kitchen where he made himself and Riley some tea. Once they were done, he carried the mugs back down to the sitting room, where he carefully handed one to Riley.

“thank you” She whispered as she instantly felt the heat working its way back through her body when she took a sip. Liam placed his mug on the coffee table, then made his way over to the fireplace, he lit the furnace, bringing some light and heat into the room. He sat himself down on the sofa beside Riley, lifting his mug to take a drink. After putting it back down he gently took Riley's hand in his.

“I need to ask you Riley…did anything else happen? Did he-”

“no” she mumbled as she looked up at Liam “I pushed him away, and screamed at him, the thing is though…he was taken back when I shouted at him…as if he thought, I wanted him to do it…but I have never given him even the slightest reason to think, I was even remotely interested in him…he knows I am here for you and only you…so I don’t understand why he would think that…Either way…I shouldn’t have been in that position in the first place, I don’t understand why there was no lock on my door, Liam”

“Tariq has never been the kind of man to do something like that, He can barely speak to a woman without getting all nervous…it doesn’t make sense…” Liam sighed confused “I already have Bastian looking into the missing lock, he is also under strict rules to make sure Tariq doesn’t leave the manor.” he stated as he squeezed her hand comfortingly

“thank you, Liam…none of it adds up” Riley whispered. “come to think of it…he was acting strange earlier at the party…the whole conversation we had just left me feeling extremely uncomfortable, I just don’t understand where It came from…ive hardly spoken to him the whole time ive been in Cordonia…”

“none of it makes any sense…but the big question is…are you okay? Are you hurt?”

“No, I’m not hurt…I think I’ll be okay, I think I just got a bit of a fright, y’know. It’s happened to me before…around 5 years ago…so I think the whole thing just brought back all those feelings and everything, as soon as Tariq left the room, I just started to panic…I couldn’t be in there, I had to get out of that room.”

“I’m so sorry this happened Riley, you should have been safe here, in my home, but you weren’t, and I’m so sorry for that.”

“this isn’t your fault Liam, you have nothing to apologise for, none of this was your doing.”

“I know but…”

“but nothing…” she whispered, “I don’t want to hear you apologise again, alright?”

“alright” he sighed

“Liam?” Riley sighed

“yeah?”

“are all of the rooms being used?”

“no, I can find you a new room”

“thank you, Liam…for everything.”

“Riley, you don’t ever have to thank me for anything.”

After the two finished their tea, they put the fire out, then Liam showed Riley to her new room. As they walked down the hallway, they came to a stop in front of a large wooden door with a gold plaque. Riley's eyes widened as she read the name “Prince Leo”

“Liam, I can’t stay in there, that’s your brothers’ room!”

“he’s not here, Riley, he won’t mind, I promise. Plus, I’m in the room next door, it means if you need anything, I’ll be right there.”

“Liam, this is too much”

“for you Riley, nothing is too much, I want you to feel safe here.” Liam gently squeezed her hand in his.

“I appreciate it, Liam, thank you” Riley wrapped her arms around his chest.

“just let me know if you need anything alright.” He said as he held her tight.

“I think I’ll be okay” she whispered

“for the record Riley…” he leaned down to her ear “I love you too” he whispered before placing a gently kiss on her head.

“I love you so much” she smiled, after a moment of silence she sighed “I should get to bed”

“alright, goodnight riley” he whispered

“goodnight, Liam” she replied before turning and entered the bedroom. The whole thing was magnificent, high ceiling, chandelier and Huge canopy bed.

“wow” she whispered as she disrobed and climbed into the bed.

Just as Liam went to open the door to his room, Bastian came sprinting down the hall “He’s gone!”

“what!?”

“Tariq! he’s gone! I went to check his room; all his things are gone! It’s like he was never in there!”

The more Bastian spoke, the Angrier he got…none of this was sitting right with him…something was amiss.

“Find him! I don’t care what it takes…find him and when you do, bring him to me!”

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mao-s-mess · 6 years ago

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Graduation ~Yoosung x MC fanfiction~

Yoosung Kim is only a month away to taking his finals exam in SKY University but MC starts acting suspicious during such a critical moment

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Graduation Yoosung x MC fanfiction Disclaimer: All Mystic Messenger characters belong to Cheritz I didn't describe MC in detail so it could be any of the 5 MCs or your very custom ones! "MC! Come on!" a boy in his early 20s with bleached blonde hair and purple-coloured hair whined with a face of disappointment.

"No 'buts'. Your parents and sister also agree this is for the best. It is after all your finals." his girlfriend, MC; said sternly as she toss a bunch of the blonde's clothes into a luggage bag that was laid out on his bed.

Yoosung Kim crossed him arms and frowned at his girlfriend as she busily goes through his wardrobe.

In about a month's time, he will be seating for his final year examination in Veterinary medicine and what has been suggested and pretty much decided for him is that he and MC will be switching houses for the next month.

"Look, when you get pressured or stressed you tend to distract or 'de-stress' yourself with sleep or LOLOL or you start stress cooking. You're too comfortable in your own home so staying at mine where there's nothing much to do will be the best for you"

She was reaching for the last drawer when he frantically ran over and held it shut with his hands.

"I'll pack my underwear myself thank you!" he insisted as his ears and cheeks turned red.

MC raised her hands and backed away from his cabinet as he selected his underwear to pack.

"I know that's where you keep your por-"

"What?"

"I- i said don't forget to pack your SOCKS."

He nodded and threw in a few pairs of socks into the luggage looking very annoyed. His breathing was irregular; deep huffs but elongated exhales, a habit he has when he wants to say something but haven't found the words yet.

As much as MC found this habit of his adorable she had to stay serious. She knew oh so well he hated things planned out for him without his knowledge or approval but the exam stress has already gotten to him and it was only a matter of time before he has a breakdown and turns to his "can't be bothered" persona.

She walked up behind him and wrapped her arms across his torso; she felt his body tensing up as she did so. She didn't need to see his face to know he was blushing at her sudden action. She smiled as she buried her face into his back.

"MC?!" he flustered waiting for a response. When he recovered from the surprise hug, he placed his own hands over hers. He could feel her breath against his back as he looked down at her arms around him.

She wasn't that much older than him and just finished her university course shortly before she stumbled upon the RFA.

When MC came into the picture, it was probably the worst time for him; he was blinded from his grief of losing Rika, major hatred towards V, was lost with his directions in life as well as had difficulty handling his emotions but she accepted all that of him and even more; she helped him out of that phase in his life.

It has been about 2 years after the incident where he lost sight in his left eye at the hands of the hacker who called himself Unknown but the two have been inseparable since the party where he proclaimed his love and kissed her then and there.

It certainly wasn't an easy relationship being Yoosung's first and he had a rather fairytale concept and expectations of how a relationship should be. He realized the hard way that you either have to be seriously rich, like Jumin Han to pull a lot of things off or have magic and he had neither.

As for MC, it was a major test of patience and constant game of reassuring for Yoosung. She didn't have a relationship as serious as this before but both of them have managed to worked things out together even though they quarreled here and there.

"I just want what's best for you.." her voice muffled from burying her face into his back.

"Okay.." he responded in a defeated tone.

He turned around to give her a kiss on the forehead, when they first dated, he wasn't that much taller than her but he started participating in some sports and also joining Zen on some runs in the park outside Zen's place so he grew a bit, definitely more physical activity than when he was just playing LOLOL when he wasn't eating or at Uni.

"You're doing this because I'm important to you right?" he said with a small smile as he placed her palm against his cheek.

"You're number 1 to me!" she flashed the smile that he loves so very much.

"Meowww~"

Lisa, the cat they adopted together from Jumin 2 years ago nuzzled up against Yoosung's leg.

MC bend down to pick up Lisa to cradle her.

"Lisa's a close second tho, we're both rooting for you!"

Yoosung scratched Lisa behind her ear as she purred.

"Okay fine... I'll do it. I'll spend a month in your place for the finals... Thank you for thinking about me."

"Thank you! I've already asked Seven to help with your LOLOL. Either he plays your account or he'll assign a bot to it"

"A BOT?! I don't want to get banned! I'm currently number 1! I've only managed to beat Seven because he's always away on assignments now"

"Banned? Please. This is Luciel we're talking about. How bold of you to think he'll screw this up, this is a walk in the park for him."

"...Fine... i have lots of important gears there you know..."

"I know how much LOLOL is important to you. It was number 1 for you before I came along ;p " she said cheekily as she looked around for more things to pack.

"Okay okay.. can we have dinner and dates at times?"

"Yes of course! We'll play by ear as usual around your schedule"

"Okay.. how about next week, Wednesday then? I'm free the whole day"

MC froze up.

...?

"Uhm.. next Wednesday.. is no good... I have a meeting with Jaehee about uhm some part time event work thingy"

There it was. A habit Yoosung knows very well.

MC can't hide secrets or tell lies very well. On the Messenger and texts it's not so much of a problem. It's the face to face and phone calls that gives it away, she'll start to avoid eye contact and stutter.

"What are you hiding?"

"NO-NOTHING!" she waved her hands furiously as she went to grab more shirts from Yoosung's cupboard.

"I just have a meeting planned with Jaehee that is all! About some part time work thingy-YEA!"

Yoosung's brows scrunches up.

"And that's the reason you want me to bug her phone?" A boy not that much older than Yoosung with bright reddish orange hair and amber-coloured eyes asked with raised eyebrow.

Luciel Choi aka 707 was the RFA's secret agent/hacker/nonsense maker. He has a love for fast cars, cats, honey buddha chips and dr pepper. Yoosung came over (after a few attempts of trying to decipher Seven's security system) because MC hasn't revealed any plans on her day with Jaehee and that just made even more suspicious especially since her fabrication details keep changing.

First it was a meeting then it was a shopping trip and then it was a Zen fanclub related outing and then she said she was meeting family.

"She's not telling me anything. She usually does in the end"

"Maybe she's trying to keep something from you"

"We're not suppose to keep secrets! It's bugging me so yes that's why i want you to bug her phone so I can find out. What if she's not meeting Jaehee, what if- what if-"

Seven slapped a packed of Honey Buddha Chips across Yoosung's face (semi lightly) as he had chips in his own mouth, shaped like a duck.

"You realized this is MC. The woman who put up with your emotional ass even after you keep comparing her to Rika. If she didn't abandon you then, what makes you think she'll abandon you now"

Yoosung bit his lips. He knew Seven was right, words stung but he was definitely right. MC cheating on him would be the last thing she'd ever do. He felt bad doubting her for that option.

"I still want to know what she's hiding from me though"

"Ugh. You'll never leave until you get something anyway. So what's in it for me"

"That LOLOL limited edition gacha item you couldn't get because the event happened when you went incognito 2 months ago."

Seven's mouth opened and his duck chips fell out.

"WHAT... ARE YOU SERIOUS. PEOPLE ARE ACTUALLY AUCTIONING THAT OFF FOR REAL MONEY"

"You can have it. I also got the rare one too"

Seven did an impression of Edvard Munch's The Scream. He was that much in shock.

"If i take it i can sell it for real money too?"

"Do whatever you want with it"

"Even to buy new accessories for my babies?"

"Wait-can it be auctioned off that much?"

"NO TAKE BACKS. Do we have a deal? Your LOLOL rare item for an all access day pass to MC's phone"

"Do it."

"YAHOO~ LET'S DO IT THEN" he swiveled around on his chair to face his monitors and starting tapping away at the keyboard.

"Tapping into her GPS location... Done.. She's at a cafe not too far off from the C&R building.. Let me just pull up one of the security camera feed and... THERE. "

Yoosung leaned over towards the monitor and sure enough there was MC.

"OHMYGOSH WHO IS THAT A HOT GUY SHE'S WITH" Seven exclaimed.

Yoosung heart leaped and started panicking as he scanned the monitor in depth.

"Oh. LOL. My bad. That's just Jaehee. 8D "

It was Yoosung's turn to slap Seven with the Honey Buddha Chips packet across the face; sure enough MC was with another RFA member, Jaehee Kang; personal assistant to Jumin Han.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

The two girls seems to be chattering away happily when MC's face turned serious as she put her cup of coffee down.

"Can we listen in on them" Yoosung asked as he tries to read their lips but failing.

"Okay okay..." Seven said as he starting clicking away at the keyboard again.

Some feedback could be heard on the speaker when MC and Jaehee's voice came on.

---

Jaehee: So what was it you wanted to talk about? And why are we keeping a secret about this from Yoosung?

MC: Well... cos it's embarrassing really..

Jaehee: Embarrassing? With how you two are always at each other, showering cringe-worthy compliments and texts? How can anything be embarrassing?

MC: Heehee...

MC clapped both her hands together suddenly in a pleading manner.

MC: JAEHEE TEACH ME HOW TO MAKE A GOOD CUP OF COFFEE PLEASE

Jaehee: What. Why me. And Yoosung learned how to brew coffee from his coffee club, wouldn't that be better?

MC: But you have more in depth info on it.. You are passionate about the beans and the roast.

Jaehee: A month ago you asked Mr. Han for a private cooking session with his chef. Then you were looking around for some classes on baking.. Now coffee from me? What's going on.

MC fidgeted and looked down, her face turning red.

MC: Well... I'm trying to be a good girlfriend for Yoosung.

Jaehee: I don't understand, aren't you already a good one? He can't stop raving about you.

MC: To be honest, he doesn't show it but he's doing most in the relationship. He'll insist on cooking and he's always trying out new recipes, he also insists on being the one paying for dates even though he isn't working yet, he saves up a lot for our dates. I try to help but his ego won't allow me to take some of that burden away, he believes as the man in the relationship, he's got duties to fulfill.

At this point a warm smile came across her face.

MC: He's giving his all to become a vet when he didn't have any motivation or purpose before; medical isn't an easy line and he's working extra hard because of his left eye injury too and he'll be so busy soon getting that license and practical and all.. I don't know...

MC blushes as she took another sip of her drink before she continued

MC: I just... I want to do more than just offer words of support to him. I want to support him as much as I can even something as little as cooking for him or preparing a cup of coffee when he needs it. I'll be looking for work soon so that I don't seem like a bum that is leeching off him.. So at least I can help our wit the groceries or bills and transport fees and all.. And probably save up for trips for when he gets a break and stuff... I just... I just want to do more for him you know?

Jaehee gave a small giggle as she slid her fork through the slice of cake in front of her.

Jaehee: You're really something.. Always having such a positive attitude towards the face of change. Or danger.

Jaehee shuddered at the memory.

Jaehee: I hope that bomb is finally removed.

MC and Jaehee laughed at that remark as they continued on.

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Back at Seven's headquarters (?), Yoosung stood stunned at the conversation he just eavesdropped on.

After a while, tears welled up in his eyes and he turned furiously red in the face.

"Whoa. You're as red as my hair" Seven said as he grabbed his phone to snap a photo of Yoosung's crying face.

"You-you meanie. Whydyouhabtotakeapicturofme"

"Can't understand you. SELFIE" He grabbed Yoosung by the shoulder and snapped another photo before he ruffled up Yoosung's bleached hair.

"You realize how frickin' blessed you are now? Now go and study hard for that examination of yours. If not for Rika, If not for yourself then make it for your future with her."

Yoosung rubbed his eyes with the sleeves of his beloved hoodie. Another renewed resolution for himself.

Half a year later the RFA gathered at Yoosung's graduation ceremony at SKY university

"To think that kid didn't bothered with uni in the beginning, I didn't even know he was taking a course like veterinary" Zen said as he occasionally stopped to smile and wave at some female fans. His career as a musical artist soared beyond the stage and onto television in the past few years. That also meant more fans.

"Well he did it for Rika at first because of Sally..." V stated as he was adjusting the settings on his camera to ensure he doesn't miss any shots of Yoosung. Much to persistence of his fellow RFA members, he managed to receive an operation on his right eye to stop him from going blind. He slowly started to take photographs again.

"He always did perform better if it's for someone else but it is rather surprising that he graduated at the top of his class and is chosen as the valedictorian." Jaehee said as she scanned through the graduation event schedule.

"He worked really really hard! His parents and sister are in the front, i saw them just now. They're so so proud!" MC said proudly.

"Indeed he did, his results were so superb it caught wind from one of our medical panel and they've offered him a position in one of our hospitals to undergo private practice so his future is secured as of now" Jumin Han spoke in his usual tone of voice. "I did not even need to put in any word of recommendation."

"I managed to retrieve my number 1 spot in LOLOL again because of this, he stopped religiously for the past few months" Seven said as he took a sip from a can of Dr. Pepper.

"It was nice of him to invite all of us. I know 2 tickets were allocated but you can purchase additional tickets for everyone else." Zen said as he posed for some girls who were trying to sneak a photo of him.

"Oh i paid for it. C&R is a major sponsor for the graduation, which is why we have such good and somewhat private seating" Jumin stated as he adjusted his cuff links.

"Tch. You just had to ruin it" Zen glared at the trust fund kid. Their relationship, as usual; have seen better days.

"I think it's great we're all here though" MC said happily.

"Yea, Jaehee and I weren't there for his high school one and we got to make sure we get proper smiling one for today!" Seven said with determination.

"Oh, it's starting" V said as he readied his camera, he brought his best zoom lens for this as the crowd quieted down.

Professors and head of programmes gave their welcome speeches before the calling of graduates, there were a lot of names being called out. The RFA cheered and clapped loudly when Yoosung's name was read out.

Yoosung walked proudly onto stage as he tipped his graduation cap to the head of programme upon receiving his degree and posing for a picture. A proud moment for him and those who were there for him. They all waited for the rest of the graduates to receive their degrees before Yoosung was called to stage to deliver the valedictorian speech.

"An-nyŏng-ha-se-yo! My name is Yoosung Kim and I am honoured to be delivering the Valedictorian speech this year."

A round of applause roared across the hall as the his Amethyst eyes scanned the crowd for the RFA and his beloved.

"It's really an honour because I wasn't always a model student. Well I was in high school but something happened that made me not take the first 2 years of university seriously."

"You see, I failed my exams and sometimes I'd fall asleep in class. I'd forget days where there are quizzes and had almost no motivation to come to class, I would often skip classes to play LOLOL."

"However, there were people who did not give up on me and I am thankful that I was given another chance to pick myself up. I knew I had to put in the extra effort as I wasted the first two years despite having an accident that caused me to lose sight, literally; in my left eye. It wasn't easy that is for sure but because of this 2nd chance, I did the best I could in all classes and I guess it showed with my results and also the fact that I was chosen as the Valedictorian. "

"What I'm trying to say is, sometimes in life we'll get lost and we don't perform our best, we fall and fail and when that happens, it feels like you're surrounded by darkness but I know of a saying, "Fall seven times, get up eight". There is a light in all of us, sometimes you'll find it yourself but most times you are assisted by outsiders to help you realise your potential. I have friends and family inside and outside the uni that had my back, professors who saw my efforts in getting better helping me out and most of all, I have a wonderful and supportive girlfriend that stood by my side and I'm really thankful for that. It was because of her that I felt that i could do anything and everything I set my heart into."

"This kind of feels déjà vu-ish" Zen said as he listened intently to Yoosung's speech.

"SKY University never gave up on their students and i am proof of that. So fellow students and friends, we tip our hats to our Professors, to our family and friends that have supported us but most of all, give yourself a pat on the back because we made it!"

He ended his speech with a word of congratulations to the students and wishing them the best in their future before walking off the stage with a round of applause tailing him. As soon as he got off the stage he nodded to his family before running off to meet the members of the RFA.

He was congratulated by every member but his eyes were fixated on MC.

"Congratulations on graduating!" MC said as she threw her arms around him when she had the chance to.

Yoosung blushed and gave a cheeky grin.

"Who'd have thought I'd be chosen to deliver that speech!"

"Not us" said almost all of the RFA in unison in less than a split second.

"YOU GUYS ARE MEAN!" Yoosung said with a puffed up cheek before breaking into laughter with the rest of the RFA.

"I'd like to personally thank every one of you for being here and for never giving up on me when I wasn't bothered with uni."

Then he turned to MC

"Most of all, thank YOU for coming into my life and blessing me with all of you. I graduated from uni but I feel like I have also graduated from my old self with the end of this chapter in my life. It's time to move on with the next chapter and I feel like I can take anything on as long as you are by my side. "

"So..."

He held her hand when he suddenly kneel down on one knee to everyone's surprise and took out a small box from underneath his robe and opened it to reveal a ring.

"MC, will you please marry me and make me an even happier person than I thought I could ever be?"

THE END

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Jealous - Kaitlyn x MC (NSFW)

So I went down the rabbit’s hole for this entry of fem slash week. I don’t know what came over me. I am not usually like this. Truth be told this is my first thing I ever wrote that I would describe as NSFW. Definitely not as graphic as others but, more graphic than anything else I have ever written. Thanks to @hollyashton for being awesome beta.

Title: Jealous Pairing: Kaitlyn x MC (named Emily) Story: The Sophomore Prompt: Playchoices femslash week which is courtesy of the great @hanaslee. Oh, wait who am I kidding every day I am in choices fandom it is a femslash day. Summary: What happens when Kaitlyn get jealous of the growing friendship of Becca and MC.

Kaitlyn came home from band practice to her girlfriend and Becca on the couch debating who the prince was going to choose to be his princess. They were so involved with the show they both didn’t notice her at all. Kaitlyn sat down in the recliner, and she had to cough to get their attention. They weren’t doing anything wrong but they both jump and moved farther apart on the couch. Emily, her girlfriend, had faint pink coloring on her cheeks and Kaitlyn couldn’t help but notice.

“You two still watching that Prince show,” Kaitlyn said. “It is called The Royal Romance,” Becca rolled her eyes at Kaitlyn. Emily giggled at the comment. Her eyes were still glued to the television. Kaitlyn looked at the television when they were showing the women vying for the prince’s heart. She pointed at one of them and said, “She is pretty.” Becca laughed and said, “Of course you like the lesbian.”

Kaitlyn wanted to throw one of the accent pillows that were on the chair at Becca. Kaitlyn crossed her arms in front of her chest and let a huge breath out. “How would you know?” Kaitlyn questioned Becca. “My gaydar is pretty accurate. I knew about you and Emily still didn’t have a clue before that dare kiss,” Becca retorted. Kaitlyn and Emily, both at once, said, “Hey.” “Well, it is the truth. Now rewind the last part I missed it,” Becca told Emily.

Kaitlyn was watching them again giggling at the scenes before them, both of them rooting for a different contestant. Kaitlyn thought that the two of them had more in common than Kaitlyn and her girlfriend. Then the thought that crossed her mind that maybe she was all wrong for her girlfriend. Just seeing them together made her jealous streak come out. Kaitlyn shook it off thinking that Becca doesn’t swing that way. Little did Kaitlyn know that Becca did swing that way.

After the show, Emily got up and stretched she started to move over to where Kaitlyn was sitting that. “Hey babe sorry, I know you don’t like shows like that,” She told Kaitlyn. “Maybe, we can go to your room for some privacy,” Kaitlyn told her. She was tired of sharing her girlfriend with Becca. Emily was happy to oblige Kaitlyn as she waved bye to Becca and then took Kaitlyn’s hand to pull her up.

Kaitlyn came up quickly, and now her and Emily were chest to chest. Becca turned off the television and uttered that she was going back to her room. Emily laughed and warmed Kaitlyn’s heart. She could feel Emily’s heart was racing and all she was thinking about how fast she can get her girl in her underwear.

Emily still had her hands interlocked with Kaitlyn’s hands as she glanced at Kaitlyn’s lips. Her lips moved closer, and she let go of Kaitlyn’s hands. Emily wrapped her arms around Kaitlyn’s waist trying to get even closer to Kaitlyn. She broke the kiss and rested her head on one of Kaitlyn’s shoulders. “I am sorry didn’t think you were going to be home until later,” Emily said to Kaitlyn. “Sorry for what,” Kaitlyn was almost speechless about Emily being sorry about spending time with Becca and not her.

“I just want you to know that you are the one I want,” Emily whispered into Kaitlyn’s ear. If Emily was trying to turn on Kaitlyn, it was working. Kaitlyn wanted to claim Emily was hers even if Becca already knew that was a fact. Kaitlyn wanted the world to know this one was hers. She did not like that train of thought, but it crept in her mind anyway. Kaitlyn knew that people still hit on her even if Emily was oblivious to it.

Kaitlyn told Emily, “Let’s move this to your room. It is closer than my room after all.” Kaitlyn didn’t want to wait anymore. She wanted her girlfriend all to herself. Kaitlyn wasn’t into sharing especially her girlfriend. It was hard enough last school year with the other four suite mates but, now it was worse because none of them were Becca. Emily was the one to befriend her and asked her to move into the last room that was empty. Now, the vixen was living under the same roof and watching romantic comedies with her girlfriend. Kaitlyn should be glad that Emily found a friend in Becca.

Her thoughts were interrupted by Emily taking her one of her hand and leading her to Emily’s bedroom. “This is my favorite part,” Kaitlyn said. “Oh really,” Emily commented back to her. “Yeah, when you know the main character is going to get lucky,” Kaitlyn joked. “I don’t know you were pretty jealous sitting over in the recliner eying Becca and me. Maybe, I should punish you.” Kaitlyn was taking back that she thought she was discreet when she was looking at Becca and Emily giggling about the show.

Kaitlyn wanted to get punished she knew how Emily felt about her. She knew how loyal Emily already was to her after last year’s band incident. Kaitlyn also knows just how lucky she was that Emily was here with her. Emily opened her door and let Kaitlyn in first. Kaitlyn was fired up by the whole scene in the living room and when she turned around to face Emily, she was in for a treat as Emily was already taking off her shirt. Kaitlyn’s mouth got dry as the love of her life stripped down.

Oh yeah, Kaitlyn was so getting lucky tonight. Kaitlyn was enjoying the view of Emily’s toned abs were on display for her to see. Emily looked over to Kaitlyn and said, “You know I think it is hot you get jealous. You know no one is going to get in between us.” Kaitlyn couldn’t speak for a moment, as Emily unbuttoned her blue jeans. “Damn straight. Which we aren’t,” Kaitlyn said after finding her voice. She moved in closer but Emily waved her pointer finger at Kaitlyn as she looked at her girlfriend from head to toe. Kaitlyn took the hint and started undressing.

Kaitlyn could see the upside of being jealous tonight as their passion was heightened that night. Emily wanted to show her there wasn’t anyone else around her as she pushed Kaitlyn on to the bed. Kaitlyn always loved to see this side of her girlfriend. Emily always let people push her around but behind closed doors she was in charge. Kaitlyn didn’t mind one bit letting her girlfriend take control as Emily started kissing her neck right where Kaitlyn had a sensitive spot over below the ears.

Kaitlyn could not help it - she let out a moan as Emily moved lower down. She was so ready for Emily to take her already. “Wow, Kaitlyn we just started, and you are already wet,” Emily purred at Kaitlyn as she took off Kaitlyn’s black lacy panties that matched her bra. Emily went to take off Kaitlyn’s bra next. “I don’t think you will need this the rest of tonight,” Emily said to her. Emily stopped, her knees were astride of Kaitlyn’s hips as sat upright on Kaitlyn as she took off her bra. Kaitlyn enjoyed the view as her hands found Emily’s breasts. Kaitlyn thought they felt so good as she started rubbing them. The stimuli of Kaitlyn’s hands on her breasts made her arch her back and moan herself.

Emily moved down to get closer to her lover. As Kaitlyn pulled Emily up closer to be able to kiss her breasts, Kaitlyn kept going to stimulating them was her tongue. At the same time her hands were trying to push her girlfriend’s purple panties down so she could see how wet Emily was. Emily stopped what she was doing with her hands and was able to help out with becoming completely naked.

A few moments later Kaitlyn was finding the perfect spot of Emily, and she moaned louder and asked Kaitlyn not to stop what she was doing. Kaitlyn got her girl to climax as she could feel Emily tremble. Knowing that she had this effect on Emily made her feel like she was on top of the world. Maybe no one will get in between them after all.

#playchoices femslash week #the sophomore #play choices #kaitlyn liao #kaitlyn x mc

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breathiingg · 8 years ago

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Hey! So I came here from your 707 meme and I've seen your other memes (plus the ones from KS) and I love them so so much~ But! I noticed you didn't have any headcanons or fanfiction published yet so I wanted to be the first to ask for headcanons :3 Can you please do headcanons of the RFA + V & Saeran reacting to finding out that MC has been cutting herself lately because of a relapse caused by overwhelming stress from work? Bring on the angst, I had a shit day anyway :D please & thank you~

first of all, thank you so so much that was such a thoughtful thing to do I’m at such a loss for words (ﾉ∀`♥) but secondly, I’m so so sorry you had a bad day (◕︿◕✿) if you want to, I’m always free to talk about these things or just talk in general, okay? mama’s got youuuu (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

I’ve had a really bad last three months and I’m in a loop I really can’t get out of so this topic is honestly something I can relate to pretty well, but it’s something I have hope for? like I think I can get out of this loop and find my way and it goes for everyone else who’s in that same loop ♡´･ᴗ･`♡ so for that reason, I'm gonna try to make the headcanons happier (i will still try to make it angsty no worries~)

soooooooo~ without further ado… (this is going to be very long btw)

Yoosung

this boy was just casually playing LOL on his pc when you come into the room freaking out

“Yoosung, where are all my long sleeve shirts?”

he looks at you confused

it’s the middle of summer???

why on earth would you need long sleeve shirts in the middle of summer????

he casually points to the laundry basket in the corner

“Sorry, MC, but I think you used up all your long sleeve shirts. Why do you need them anyway?”

your eyes just dart to the ground as you tell him you’re just cold

BOI IS CONFUSED

IT IS THE SUMMER H O W

he doesn’t say anything though but the boy is worried

so as soon as you left the room, gamer child decides to consult google about the problem

“Why would my girlfriend wear long sleeve shirts in the middle of summer?”

google gives many answers

one of them was “Because she’s Russian”

are you Russian??? gamer child doesn’t know so he ignores it

but then an article about depression catches his attention

he looks through the whole thing about 64 times because you fit all the symptoms and child is now very very worried

but Yoosung knows he can’t just ask you about it so he waits

and that night, when you were both supposed to be sleeping, he sneaks a peek

he sees the scars, old and new, and he just starts trembling

he starts sniffling and then crying, and soon enough, he’s flooding the place

and of course, considering how FUCKING loud this child cries, you wake up

the moment you turn towards him to see what the problem was, he just pulls you into the tightest and wettest hug you’ve ever had

well considering all those shower “incidents” that’s debatable but that’s not the point

“MC, please, please don’t hurt yourself like that. It hurts me so much to see you like this. I love you so so much, don’t you know that?”

well you can’t really lie about the situation so you just mutter a quiet “I’m sorry…” under your breath

y’all just stay like that for the rest of the night, comforting each other as you sobbed in each other’s arms

he repeatedly told you over and over how much he loves you

and you told him everything

ad he understood.

the next few weeks after that, this child gives you all the love he could possibly give in the world

cooks for you, cleans for you, helps you with your work, you name it

he even stopped playing LOL just to give you the love and care you deserve

and you better bet your ass this will go on until you get better

Zen

there’s only one thing this boy loves more than anything (besides you and himself)

and you can bet your dog to the nearest pawnshop owner that it’s taking selfies

so naturally, this boy takes like 398459284 selfies everyday and you can bet your ass that he’ll get pissed every time his phone reminds him that he literally has zero storage left

so one day, he’s pretty much just randomly going through his camera roll, smiling at all the pictures he took of the both of y’all and remembering all the good times

but he notices a pattern

ever since about a few weeks ago, he noticed you wearing more jeans than shorts, and then there was a point where you just completely stopped wearing anything else but jeans

Zen doesn’t really think anything of it except for the fact that he missed seeing those sexyass legs

so guess what he does?

boy whines to you about it nonstop

“Baaaabeeeee, I miss seeing your gorgeous legs~ Why don’t you wear shorts anymoreeeeeee?”

you just shrug and make up some kind of excuse about starting to become conscious of going out in such short shorts

i mean it’s not really true but you can’t really tell him what’s really going on here, right?

well turns out your lie backfired on you ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

he sets your jeans on fire bc you’re a liar lol get it? liar liar jeans on fire? no?

okay no, he doesn’t, but he does convince you to wear shorts for him in the house bc hey, if it’s just the two of y’all, you have no reason to be conscious, right?

good job, MC

so you end up doing it for him, but you wear knee-high socks nonetheless so he won’t see a thing and position yourself so that your hands are always covering your lower thigh area

you make him uber suspicious tho

but he just pouts but he doesn’t say anything

but jokes on you, he ends up seeing them anyway when he walks in on you changing

he sees the scars on your thighs, and his eyes widens

he runs to you in the speed of fast

and this boy starts kissing them

“Zen, what the hell are you doing?”

he just keeps kissing them and nuzzling them until you start giggling bc it’s starting to tickle

“With scars or not, your legs are still gorgeous, babygirl, but that still doesn’t mean this is okay. Don’t do it again, okay? For me, and for you.”

and from then on, he makes you model in shorts for him everyday and kisses your scars after each and every time

this goes on until all your scars heal

Jumin

kink master & sex god

he loves loves l o v e s to buy you lingerie, okay

and he loves doing sexy time with you too

which happens frequently

so obviously, when you stop having sexy time with him as often and then stop altogether, he’ll think something’s up

like you won’t even let him see you naked anymore, not even when you’re just wearing your bra and underwear

obviously he’ll think something’s up

but this boy.

oh this boy.

he panics.

he thinks you don’t love him anymore.

he thinks he’s going to lose the one person he cares about the most.

jumin s t o p

i’ll have you know that his bff 4 lyfe had to talk to him about this and calm him down

“Just talk to her,” V says, so that’s exactly what he does.

but before that, he goes out and buys you some new lingerie since he hasn’t done that in a while

IT’S BEAUTIFUL OKAY SO ELEGANT AND PRETTY AND I JUST

MMMMMMMMM

but anyways

when you see that he just bought some lingerie for you, you already know what’s up

and you just sigh and give him a tired smile

“Sorry, Jumin…”

NUH UH HE AIN’T HAVING NONE OF THAT

he pulls you in into a sweet, passionate kiss

and just from that kiss alone, you could tell that he missed you

and god did you feel worse

he politely and gently asks for an explanation

but you just didn’t want to tell him, not like this

so you decided to show him

you grab the lingerie that he neatly laid out on the bed and you slowly put it on, your back turned to him

but as soon as you turned around, he saw the scars you traced onto your belly

he closes his eyes sighs

he understands

he understands but i think that’s what hurt him the most

he pulls you in for another kiss

“I’ll love you all night,” he whispered lovingly in your ear

“I’ll love you throughout every single night until you love yourself too, because you are beautiful. You are the most beautiful person that has ever touched my soul, and you are the only one who has ever made me feel like love was a possibility for me. I love you so much…I highly doubt that would ever change. A girl that amazing shouldn’t harm herself like this.”

and with those words, you find yourself crying into his welcoming arms

well, you know what comes after ｡^‿^｡

Jaehee

you love over the shoulder tops

it’s just your thing

it’s what you always wear when you’re working at the cafe

hell, both of y’all even have matching over the shoulder tops you got at Disneyland with those cliche “She’s my Disney Princess” phrases

and y’all would frequently wear those at work and everyone just swwwoooooooonsssss

you’re the perky, clumsy little girlfriend who practically bounces with excitement everytime she greeted customers and she was the calm responsible one who sat behind the counter and watched her girlfriend with such loving eyes

it’s just always been that way

and then out of nowhere, it stopped.

it was gradual at first

but then it just stopped.

at first, you just seemed like you were tired all the time and you weren’t as excited so Jaehee just assumed that you were tired

but then you stopped wearing over the shoulder tops

or anything that showed even an inch of your shoulders

in fact, you seemed to hate anything that showed your shoulders

and that’s when it started becoming worrying

and let me tell you, anyone who’s been to that cafe at least once is worried af

they love you to death, you better bet your bare ass they’re hella worried about you

well your birthday was coming up so everyone plans a surprise birthday party in order to maybe cheer you up

and well, you didn’t know about it duh

so one day, you decide to wear an over the shoulder top that shows your scars and work on a Saturday so that no one would be at the cafe

BUT GUESS WHAT

“SURPRISE!” screamed practically everyone

and they saw everything

the scars

everything

even Jaehee

you fall to your knees and started sobbing really hard

but surprise again

everyone knew about it already

and boy do they have news for you

everyone comes over with their gifts in their hands and guess what they were

over the shoulder tops

“It’s okay, MC,” Jaehee comforted. So what if you have scars? You’re going through a tough time, aren’t you? We understand that. We’re here to support you through those times, so don’t be afraid to open up to us, okay? If you don’t want to, that’s okay, we’ll understand. But we’re always here for you, remember that.”

and with that, MC practically floods the place

and from then on, she happily wore over the shoulder tops everyday until her scars healed

Saeyoung

he saw you

every cut you slit

every time you tried to hide it

he saw you

he saw everything

and each time he saw it, he broke a little more

he was convinced it was somehow his fault

after all, everyone he loved and cared about always got hurt when they were around him

and this was what he was afraid of

but he tried his best to stay sane for you

you need support right now and he needs to offer it

and you know he knows

it’s not like you can hide anything from him with all the damn cameras around the house

so you showed them freely around him

once he saw that you were comfortable showing them around him, he immediately grabbed your wrists

“This is Wilbert,” he says, pointing to faintest and oldest (yet also deepest) cut. “He’s an old man who hates children on his lawn, meaning…”

He drew a circle around your wrist.

“This is Wilbert’s lawn.” he points to your freshest wound and says, “This is Timmy. He is the youngest.”

He looks up at you to see your reaction, and when he saw that you were giggling, he sat you down on the couch and continued the naming session

everyday, y’all would cuddle on the couch and update the life stories of your scars

everyday, there was a new story for every cut

Emily learned how to ride her bike

Kyle asked out Lily and got rejected big time

Wilbert became best of friends with Timmy

it was the only way he could keep sane

and it helped you stop the self-harm too, which in turn helped keep him sane

and this continued until your scars healed completely

and when they finally healed, he kissed each and every one

“Rest in peace, everyone. Let’s put an end to this story, okay? I care too much about my MC, so it seems like we won’t be able to have a sequel. Sorry.” he smiles faintly and turns to you

he was crying

you were crying

and y’all kiss each other’s tears away

you always slept on the right side of the bed

and when you started to cut yourself, this came at an advantage since V was the blindest on his right eye

so whenever you believed he was asleep, that’s when you would do it because unless he turned to completely look at you, he wouldn’t really be able to figure out what you were doing

but one night, while you thought he was asleep, he speaks up

“You know I know what you’re doing, right, MC?”

well fuck

he sits up as you put the blade away

“Come with me.”

he takes your hand and navigates his way to his studio with the other hand

he asks you to take your clothes off and stand right in front of the camera

you were really really confused but you did it anyway

like are we gonna make a sex tape or some shit what’s up

and he goes right behind the camera

well, he pretty much tells you to pose a certain way and takes lots of pictures of you from different angles

all of your scars are showing oh so clearly

and afterwards, he prints the pictures and shows them to you

and for some reason… you were crying?

you didn’t understand why but you wept and wept and wept

“You see,” he says while caressing your scars. “That’s how I feel. Seeing someone so beautiful feel so sad that she does this to her body? It hurts, doesn’t it?”

“Rip them up,” he says. “All of them. Tell yourself that this isn’t something you deserve and rip them up.”

and so you did

and god, did you feel like a weight has been lifted off your shoulders

and for the rest of your lives together, whenever you felt like doing it again, he sets up another photo shoot for you to print and rip up more pictures

and it always made you feel so much better

Saeran

you were acting strangely

your eyes were glazed over and the sparkle was no longer there

you weren’t as happy as you normally were

he always said your energy was annoying but he didn’t want this

because in reality, he loved it

he was still in the process of healing and all the positivity you were showing was helping him and making him so so happy

and he feels like this is all his fault because he never told you how he truly felt

he is panicking

but when he couldn’t take it anymore, he pretty much yelled at you in the middle of dinner

“Say something, goddammit! You’ve been acting like a damn zombie and I just can’t figure out what’s going through your fucking mind! Say something…please…I can’t take this anymore.”

the helplessness and desperation in his voice was enough to make a lump form in your throat

“I’m sorry, Saeran…” and that was all you could say

and then he starts crying

and at this point, you couldn’t take it anymore either so you start crying too

and y’all just cry through dinner

by the time y’all have calmed down, you pulled him over to the sofa and showed him your scars

“MC….”

he pulls down his sleeve and shows you his

and when you looked like you were about to cry again, he pulls you in for a hug, and for once, he was honest

“This isn’t right. We need help. I want to be normal again, MC, for you. For us. I want to make you happy…I don’t want to be a burden. I…care about you. You make me happy. And I want you to be happy too. I want both of us to be happy and okay. Together.”

and after that, he starts taking you to therapy with him

and it took a while for him to really open up and be honest

but one day, out of nowhere, he pulls you in for a hug after you made dinner, grabbed your wrist and kissed your scars. “Can I reword what I said to you on the sofa that one night months ago? I’ve been practicing.”

you nodded with a confused look as he pecked your lips.

“Basically…I love you.”

you smile as tears fall down your cheeks

you grab his wrist and kiss his scars just like he did yours

“I love you too.”

(I realized I forgot to make this about work stress…sorry anon;;)

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the-everlasting-dream · 6 years ago

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In My Head - Rafael x MC

Summary: A commentary of MC Jaya’s thoughts during the date with Rafael last chapter.

A/N: My brain - and by extension Jaya’s - is weird. Sorry. You have been warned. This is kinda bad but idc

Tags: @chantelle-x0x , @choicessa, @mariamulroney , @drakewalkerwhipped , @thewolvesss , @mfackenthal , @srawesleyghuewrites , @topsyturvy-dream , @enmchoices , @gardeningourmet @debramcg1106 , @alesana45 , @meladoridarcy, @blackcatkita , @tmarie82 , @annekebbphotography , @lizk77 , @jayjay879 , @tornbetween2loves , @akrenich , @theroyalweisme , @likethetailofacomet , @sleepwalkingelite , @littleblossom-18 , @ooo-barff-ooo , @drakewalker04 , @mkatschoicesblog ,

Rafael Aveiro: @kennaloverofdragons , @ifyouseekheart , @brightpinkpeppercorn

Jaya FC: Pooja Hegde

Shower? Done. Deep condition? Done. Moisturise? Done. Shave? Goddamn Jaya its the first date, nothing’s gonna happen. Rafael Aveiro is not that kind of guy… And I am not that kind of girl..

Standards. Yep totally got those.

Okay okay, time for the most important part of date prep. Picking the outfit.

What did he say again? Dress comfy.. Comfy, Mr Aveiro, means my panda onesie and Ugg boots. I hardly think thats first date material right there. Unless it was a movie date, and we got to build the PERFECT outfit.

Think casual but cute. Classy but not like we’re trying too hard. Yep okay lets go. Ooo this dress is cute and it could pair it with those cream wedges... Where are they - NOOO. That stupid chocolate stain from my going away party is STILL there?

So scrapping that idea. What about that leather skirt… Found it. Okay nope. I look like a hoe in that. We’re going for wholesome not HOEsome here.

What do I feel casual in? Pencil skirt? Dress? Jeans? Ugh Raf could you be anymore ambiguous in your description? Don’t you know that girls require a detailed agenda of what we will be doing on the date so we can plan our outfit accordingly??

Oh my god why do I not have anything nice to wear??

Ughhhhh I just wanna throw out my whole wardrobe and start again.. I wish Asos had instant delivery like you payed the the thing and it would just magically show up in your closet. I could put together a killer outfit in minutes..

Too plain… too boring… I’m pretty sure that should be in my laundry pile… That’s my lab coat..

Oh that’s a cute skirt… I’m pretty sure I wore that to the concert with Bryce… I don’t wanna outfit repeat though…

Does this match..

Nope.

WHY CAN'T I FIND ANYTHING TO WEAR??

Everything I have makes me look too short, too fat or like I’m trying too hard. I just wanted jeans and a nice top but evidently that’s too much to ask..

What would Lois Lane wear? Wait how cold is it going to be tonight?

…Okay no skirts then. Alright he said dinner so that means no white or light colours coz we don’t know where we’re going so lets just go with jeans and maybe I could go with that burgundy off shoulder top I got last week? Huh.. that actually doesn’t look too bad.

Damn I actually look kinda good… Lets hope he thinks so too.

Alright now to give this mane a quick blow dry. Ugh why do I have my hair so long again? I literally do nothing with it but chuck it up in a pony tail… I should chop it off, do a new year, new me thing for spring or something..

Okay done.

Now make up. Think classy and cute. Lets put on some music…. Hmmm.. Bollywood Jams… What haven’t I listened to in a while.. Got it.

Panghat pe aake saiyyan marode baiyaan And everybody blames it on Radha Chhedde hai humka daiyaan, bairi Kanhaiya And everybody blames it on Radha

*Twenty minutes of singing and dancing later*

Okay Jaya focus. Focus like your life depends on it.

Time for *deep breath* Eyeliner..

Don’t… make… a…move… Okay that actually looks good. Time for the other one. Don’t… make… a…move… Fuck they don’t match… I’ll just make the other one thicker… Not that thick! Maybe I can use some concealer and make fix… Nope now that one’s too short.. Maybe… okay that looks worse…

Fuck eye makeup I’m just gonna skip it

Are hoops too much for a first date? Do I subscribe to that ‘the bigger the hoop, the bigger the hoe’ thing…? Maybe…

Nows not the time for experimenting Jaya. Focus. Now lipstick.. I cooooould go with red.. Who am I? Priyanka Chopra? Oh wait even Priyanka doesn’t wear red… Ok PC don’t let me down, I’m going with nude..

Shit is that the bell?! Okay okay, wallet, phone, shoes, I haven’t picked shoes yet! Ugh okay lets hope he doesn’t notice the chocolate stain.

Coming, coming. Oh wow he looks hot. I mean how does he make just a green jacket and t-shirt look good. Remember to speak Jaya. Say hi. Keep it cool. Goddamn Superman, you’ve got one adorable smile. Huh this old thing? Its just something I threw on… in pure desperation and defeat.

Omg guys pls don’t make a huge deal of this… I am so getting a roasting when this is over.

Please let’s go. Hang on where are we going? This is true. He can’t show me the city from indoors. Guess we’re doing an outdoor thing then...Apparently its a surprise. I can do this whole spontaneous thing.. Yep easy peasy.. so not still wondering if I’ve over dressed but if his outfit is anything to go off I think I should be fine?

Umm do you know where we’re going? Coz i have no idea. And I hope you’re not taking me some place to get mugged. DONT say that out loud Jaya. Focus on the conversation.. He’s asking you if you like Boston..

God he’s gorgeous. And humble too. So different from any other guy I’ve dated. From any other guy I’ve met actually… They don’t make em like they made you Rafael Aveiro.

He claims he’s not Superman but this is totally a Clark Kent outfit.. just missing some glasses. I bet he’d look hot in glasses. Does he wear glasses? I need to know immediately. Nope he doesn’t. 20-20 vision… Just like Superman.

WOAH

I would have totally missed this place if I hadn’t known it was here… or hadn’t had my own personal Superman showing me around. Heh.

Okay enough superman jokes.

I don’t even know where to look, the food, the smells, the sounds, the people, its kinda like the night markets back home. And oh my god what is that smell? Best street food in Boston… Yep I don’t doubt that for a second...

….Is it too cliche if I say Indian food? Coz I have been dying for some Aloo gobi since I came to Boston and — THEY HAVE CHANA MASALA!?!? IM TAKING IT ALL SORRY NOT SORRY Subhanu you’ll be out of business by the time Jaya Da Silva is done with you.

Wait he knows everyone here? And they know him? Did he like… save everyone in this city or something?

Okay wow this is getting a bit crowded, is it too cliche if I grab his hand? Almost… there… Oh were at our seats… Bummer.

Did he just… pull out the chair for me? Homeboy is earning some major points over here… I am impressed.

Damn he really does know everyone. If that wasn’t so impressed, I’ve be suspicious. Oh wait he’s grown up with these people. That explains it.

Community man.. Family man. Good match.. God I sound like the aunties back in Chennai.

He’s way too adorable to be single. A sweet guy, who cares about the community and is genuinely kind and smart? Guys like him do NOT pop out of no where… What are the chances he’s got some crazy dark secret..

Goddamn Jaya calm down with the analysing. Just relax.

Crap he just asked me about my community? What part should I tell him? The crazy expectations, the insane reputations to uphold or the life ruining rumours? Lie Jaya. You gotta lie. You can’t dump the truth on him this early on. He’s a nice guy but even he will turn tail and run if you tell him about your m-

Oh our foods here. OMG I apologise in advance but this has got to be one of the best chana masala’s I’ve ever seen. Patti would feel threatened. Let’s see how it tastes. SO FLIPPING GOOD. OH MAH GAAAHH

Raf I hope you don’t mind if I pig out coz I’ve been dying for Patti’s food and this is the closest I’m probably gonna get and this is pretty damn close.

Is he looking at me enough? Omg is he looking at me too much? Don’t have something on my face? Okay lets subtly move your hand up and.. okay that was subtle enough right? Holy crap I had gravy on my mouth and he didn’t say anything… Maybe it wasn’t noticeable?

Do I prefer a community or my own space? Hmmm… How do I answer this tactfully…

Oh this is nice. We’re picking up a rhythm here. Just casual chatting… He is actually really funny…

Okay Rafael Aveiro I see you. You’ve got that hidden sass in you that I sure as hell am going to bring out…

Oh damn I stand corrected, we are already at the roasting phase — more like a slight toasting really but he’s bring up The Grand Bathrobe Incident of two weeks ago. Oh great, I am never going to live that down. But hey if it landed me here I have no regrets...

Wow he’s actually got a bit of green in his eyes. I never noticed that. Why have I never noticed that? Probably because I’ve never been this close to see it…?

Oh wait I need a mint. All this chicken tikka and garlic I am gonna to do a major refresh if we’re going to do any kissing… or whatever.

Wait he just gave me a look. What does that mean? Are we going to… no it can’t be. Omg I did NOT wear my cute underwear.. what if we have sex? Nope Jaya nope. No sex on the first date. No matter how cute the green in Superman’s eyes are.

Hmm guess not… Anyways

*Later*

No way he likes the same flavour of Skittles as me! He’s already planning a movie night for us? Wait is that a hint at another date? Or was it just a general thing?

Wait where is everyone else? Are we the last ones here? Hang on a second how did he pay without me noticing?? Nope I can’t let him pay, I- He’s not hearing any of it. Okay fine I won’t argue but next time I’m paying.

Did he just… ask to walk me home? Can this man get any more precious??? Of course honey you can. Gosh I’m melting right now, this is so adorable…

Oh my god, our fingers brushed. They brushed again.. And again… Please take my hand, please take my hand. I really wanna hold yours but I’m too socially awkward to do that.. Thank god he got the hint. This is nice… real nice…

Okay that walk was way too short for anything to happen. We’e stopped outside my porch. I am SO happy I ran into you Raf. you made my shitty day so much better. Oh god this is like one of those movies where they stand outside the door for ages not wanting to say anything… I really wanna kiss him. Goddamn he’s dreamy as hell…

How do I tell him I want him to kiss the life out of me without… you know.. telling him I want him to kiss the life out of me?

He’s gonna say goodnight? Wait THATS it? Just a goodnight and go? Wait I think he got the hint, he’s taking a step closer. Wow he’s tall, I’ve always liked them tall dark an handsome.. His eyes… wow..

Oh my god is this really happening? Does he want to kiss me? Of course he wants to kiss you, you dolt, he’s leaning in closer. Can’t you see the look in his eyes? Why is he waiting… Crap he’s waiting for me.. What if I’ve misjudged this whole — Oh fuck it here goes.

Mmmm

Woah..

Abshhgkl… can’t… articulate… kiss... too good…

Breathe Jaya breathe. All tingly now. His arms are so strong… He can leave them around me… He doesn’t have to let go just yet… God he has the most amazing shy smile.. I could kiss him again… and again… and never stop… Do we have to stop?

Oh yep he wants to stop. Thats…not unexpected… He wants to take it slow remember? Its probably a good thing. I don’t know what I’d do if I managed to sneak him upstairs — out of sight to all my roommates of course — get him pinned up against the wall, inch my fingers up that nice but totally unnecessary shirt of his — I bet he’s got amazing abs too — and just —

Jaya! Stop it. Stop perving on the nice boy! This is your first date, he already wants to take it slow, lets not ruin this by not being able to keep it in your pants. Now pull yourself together and say goodnight.

This is like a freaking rom com. Am I in Love Actually right now? He’s actually waiting for me to get in the house before leaving. Chivalry is obviously not dead everyone. Rafael Aveiro alone is keeping it alive.

Oh fuck my keys, where are they where are they, shit hurry up he’s waiting for you to get in, don’t ruin the moment for me stupid k— Ah finally.

He looks too adorable to leave out on the front porch. Smile and say goodnight Jaya like a grown ass adult. I really want run over and kiss him. And from the way he’s looking at me, I think he wants to too?

Nope self control Jaya. This is what we practice in this household. Close the door and go upstair— Oh my god he’s whistling as he walks away. Ahhh does that mean he had a good time? Because I sure as hell did. I hope he asks me out again. Or I could ask him out this time.

Either way I hope we can see a lot more of each other soon because you are something else Superman. Something else indeed.

#rafael aveiro #rafael x mc #open heart #choices open heart #jaya da silva #choices #playchoices #choices fandom #choices fanfiction #elle's a weirdo #sorry this is what happens in my brain #but like the censored version #a lot of weird stuff didn't make the cut #you'll be happy i cut it

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