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i wish i wasnt sensitive 2 the point of physical pain to the tiniest crumb of rejection
#even w my doctor man.. . i remember for days after i went to my first appointment i just laid on the ground n writhed#and pictured him & the receptionist looking angry at me#and replayed it in my head over n over n over#and it wasnt even real#they were both wearing masks but in my head they were >:(#and i already get enough bad reactions naturally#but the imaginary ones always hit the hardest#or actually no thats a lie the ones that hurt the most are the ones that r guesses of real situations#little signs and my brain saying hey this is how this person is feeling about u btw they hate u they despise u youre so annoying you ruin#everyones day just by existing and they want u gone#because then i cant tell if its real or not#is it my anxiety making it up or am i being stupid by thinking that#and i being naive#and ignoring the signs#because im scared
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The NEW McDreamy
Derek spent most of his days roaming the Seattle, observing the lives of his children, sometimes making it all the way to his sisters to see how they're doing. But most of the time he was in hospital. Wishing to be back in the OR, to be THE McDreamy everyone respected. The neurosurgeon. One of the best in the whole world.
His death was a tragic accident. His wife, Meredith decided to unplug him to not prolong his suffering. But he still had unfinished business on Earth, so he stayed as a ghost.
He traced Meredithâs steps, sometimes eaves dropped on his ex-colleagues conversations, but the most interesting thing that caught his attention recently was Meredith dating again. He was in the corner of her bedroom, jealous of the young doctor having a passionate sex with her.
He used to have that to. A hot body, hot steamy sex with his wife. Now a strange man, that slightly resembled Derek, was having sex with her in the bed that he used to.
Meredith spoke up to the guy:âYou need to go, my children canât see you.â
The guy:âI donât really want to leave yet.â Meredith:âSeriously. You have to leave.â
The guy:âCould I at least take a shower before I leave? I donât want to go to the hospital all sweaty again.â
Meredith:âFine, but hurry.â The guy:âYouâre more then welcome to join me.â
Meredith:âGo!â
The guy left to the bathroom in his briefs, while Derek followed him.
Derek:âWhatâs so great about you, huh? I was hotter then you. She just has sex with you because Iâm not in the picture.â
The guy didnât hear a thing and just proceeded to take his shower.
Derekâs jealousy grew. He got close, TOO close. Closer than he ever tried before. A force pulled him inside of the guy.
Derek:âNoâŚâ he couldnât even finish his screaming as his soul was dragged into the body
Derek opened his eyes. Wait. Derek could open his eyes again. He felt the warm water falling on his body. Derek stretched his hands over to the head of the shower. It was real. His hands could feel the temperature again. He looked down.
Derek:âNo way. Iâm you.â He explored his new body. Still being more proud of his previous one, but not dening, that this body was attractive as well.
He got out of the shower and looked into the mirror. He kind of could see himself in this guyâs eyes. He inspected his new face.
Derek:âI donât even know your name. How am I supposed to do this?â
He exited the bathroom and entered the bedroom again. Meredith was asleep. This gave him a chance to find out a bit more about himself. He took the guyâs jeans to his hands and found a wallet. Inside of it was his ID card and other documents. âAndrew, Deluca. Exotic.â He said to himself out loud which woke up Meredith.
Meredith:âWhat are you still doing here?â
Derek:âI was wondering if you were interested in second round?â
Meredith:âYouâre bad influence, you know that?â
Derek:âWhat can I say.â
He jumped on the bed to get closer to Meredith. They started making out.
Derek made his way with his fingers to fondle her breasts.
Meredith:âAndrew. We have a lot of appointments for today. We shouldnât be late.â
Derek:âWe wonât. And besides. I kind of thought about switching to neuro anyway.â
Meredith looked at him suspiciously, but Derek didnât give her enough time to think it through and used his finger to explore his way down.
Meredith was falling in love with Andrew more and more every day. He treated her kids as if they were his own, he exceeded in work and even after switching to neuro, he made unbelievable progress. And the sex. God the sex was amazing. It made her remember how Derek and her used to have sex all the time before the kids.
One day, she went to observe on one of Andrewâs first solo neuro surgeries.
He looked up at her, happy to see her in the audience, winking at her. She never saw him this happy before. He looked at everyone else. âAll right everybody, itâs a beautiful day to save lives. Letâs have some fun.â
Meredith eyes widened. The catchphrase. His catchphrase. Deluca wasnât there when Derek used to say that. Unless someone told him. But then Meredith recalled all the moments from the past weeks. How he treated the kids. His change of clothes style. The different sex moves. âWait⌠Derek?â
Another anonymous request from Inbox
Could you do a story where Derek Shepherds ghost possesses Andrew Deluca after finding out he has started dating Meredith?
#body possession#male possession#possession#ghost possession#greys anatomy fanfiction#derek shepherd#andrew deluca
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Amelia Shepherd - God complex
originally posted on my wattpad @MayaBishop_is_myWife
Pairing: Amelia Shepherd x fem!reader
Fluff
Word count: 1.3kÂ
!!not proofread!!Â
also don't question the timeline of this it's all over the place w the characters in the actual series
(reader is head of cardio at grey sloan)
Summary: Teddy returns to the hospital and get an update from Bailey and Meredith about how things work and finds out reader and Amelia are dating.
Meredith POV:
"Okay so, you need updating in anything else, because that's all the new staff and equipment we have since you were last here?" Bailey, me and Teddy were all sitting round meeting table going over all the things Teddy needs to know before going back into the hospital since it had been quite a few years.
"Okay so Derek has a sister, who's also your sister and then you found out you had another sister from your mom and the chief is her dad..?"Â
"Yes, basically. Was that the only thing you actually remembered?"
"No, of course not I got the whole thing but that part just really stuck out to me."Â
"It stuck out to all of us." Bailey said which caused us all to laugh a bit.Â
"Okay but seriously, this place always, always, has drama so cmon ladies give me the tea!" I was about to respond when all of our pagers went off.
"We'll duty calls, but catch me after and I'll fill you in." We both had shit eating grins on our faces as we all ran down to the ER and Bailey just rolled her eyes calling us children.Â
Time skip to the ER
Teddy POV:
"We got a multi-vehicle collision coming in I need all hands on deck here people!" I yelled as I walked into the ambulance bay and waited for them to come in. All the attendants and interns were out there waiting as well so I took some time to take in all the new faces.Â
As I was looking round a certain pair caught me eye, two attendings slightly secluded from everyone else, whispering to each other and in their own little world, smiling the biggest smiles I've seen in a while. I recognised them both as Dr Shepherd and Dr Y/l/n. Head of neurosurgery and head of Cardiothoracic surgery. I assumed they were friends and moved my attention from them as the ambulance was pulling in.Â
"56 year old male, major head injury, penetrating chest wound, possible cardiac tamponade, crush injuries to the torso and both legs broken!" Yelled out the paramedic.Â
"Okay, Shepherd, Y/l/n and Torres I need you guys with me on this one!" I called out and heard the doctors running behind me. We made it into trauma one and started saving this man.Â
Time skip to once they're in surgery, reader is fixing heart, Amelia is fixing the brain injury, Callie is doing the legs and Teddy is fixing the crush injuries
"Quite a crowded OR for your first day back Teddy huh?" Callie said to me.
"Yeah, it is. But you know, I think I prefer it like this in the first day back because now I can get all the updates on the hospital drama." All three women laughed and then Amelia piped up "Alex and Jo got married."Â
"Oh my god, no way!"Â
"You should see them they're so adorable together, Alex really grew up and became a good man." Callie said.
"Yeah I can tell, aw that's so sweet I'm happy for them both."
"Oh, did you hear about Amelia absolutely crushing Derek in her presentation on why she should be head of neuro and not him?" Callie added.
"No, I did not hear, please do tell."
Amelia POV:
Callie is talking about how my speech was so good and blah blah but I just can't stop looking at my gorgeous girlfriend. She's so cute in her scrub hat, it's blue and had little yellow ducks on it, and she's got her concentrated face in which makes it even more adorable.Â
"Amelia..? Amelia.., Dr Shepherd!?" Callie said pulling me out my thoughts. "Huh, wha- oh yeah, uhm thank you, really thanks means a lot." I stammered, embarrassed I had been caught staring. I knew I had been see. because before I looked at Callie she winked at me and I could just tell under that mask she a shit eating grin plastered in her face.
"Mmhhmmm." Callie said very over-dramatically.
"Shut up." I mumbled, Callie just laughed and carried on her little gossip session with Teddy. By this point I had finished my part of the surgery so I was scrubbing out but before I left I went over to y/n which caused Callie and Teddy to slow and quiet down their chat just a little bit so they could see what was going to happen.Â
I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist and put my head in her shoulder no one said anything A: because they were all scared of us and B: because she was almost finished anyway, just suturing the guy back together. "Hey once you're done closing wanna go get some coffee?" I asked her casually. "I'd love to." she leaned back into me slightly as she had just finished the last stitch to close the man up. "Hey, how your knee?" I asked her. Y/n injured her knee while on a run so it's a little painful for her to stand for too long. "No I'm fine, don't worry." At this point she had taken off her gown and gloves and we walked out to the scrubbing area and started washing our hands. Once we were done we walked out to the coffee cart and got some.
On the way back we saw Callie, Meredith, Maggie, Bailey, Teddy, Alex, Jo and Arizona in the attending's lounge and decided to go and
join them. When we're about to go in we heard Meredith say something about us being together and then Teddy said "Yeah I kinda guessed that one but are they not like, insufferable? Not because of PDA but because let's be honest out all the surgeons here cardio and neuro, especially if they're head of the department which both of them are, they're both the most likely to have a major god complex surely?" We were broth a bit taken aback when we heard this so decided to ease drop a little longer. "No actually you'd be surprised, they balance each other out perfectly and they're adorable so it's like a win win, they keep each other from screaming at interns and thinking their better than everyone and that they can do anything and we get a cute couple." Everyone in the room laughed at that and we were both happy that Meredith jumped to our defence immediately. She is Amelia's sister but she is like my sister as well. After that we decided to go in.
"Hey guys." and "Hello" were said from every angle as we walked in. After that we kinda just carried on with updating Teddy and general conversation amongst all of us.Â
As it got later in the evening (the surgery took up most of the shift) y/n started to get a little tired so instinctively she wrapped her arms around me and put her head in the crook of my neck. "You okay there?" I ask her and just get a tired hum in response. At this point hushed conversation is still going on but most attention is on us as people started teasing us for being "so sweet".Â
"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up." I said in response to all the teasing. "Can we go home now? Shifts over." I hear my girlfriend say, her voice slightly muffled because of her head being nestles into my neck. "Yeah cmon let's go home." We bid everyone a good night and headed home to a night full of cuddles and movies.
#amelia shepherd#wlw#wlw fanfic#sapphic#greys anatomy#greys anatomy fanfiction#lesbian pride#lesbian#wlw pride#amelia shepard#amelia shepard x reader
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Ok hi no more constantly spamming u w liveblogs. Heres one big dgs liveblog
God this game fucking loves the rumble controller. It's so so constant I'm thinking of turning it off... I'm a ds girlie I'm not used to this terror
[ID: Ryuunosuke Naruhodou's blank face.]
^ help me when he went from supremely nervous to still waters when he realised he didnt know your mans name... not a single brain cell in there
Also I'm playing w the jp voices because duh (asougi would NEVER be british) and I love ryuus 'HAI' so much... hes so intense
Asougi hates the British it's awesome <3 go king criticise the government for caving to pressure in order to appease global superpowers
Also I cant help it whenever the asougi dating sim image (you know the one) comes up I Cannot take it seriously.... bro I remember the gimmick blog it's over at that point
Also asougi literally calling ryuu 'partner'... usually I'm not one for 'theyve been dating the whole time' but truly asoryuu boyfriends is the realest... they have a bond found only between 2 gay people from before the stonewall inn was even a twinkle in the mob's eye
THE READING SPRITE WHERE RYUU IS JUST SHUFFLING PAPERS TOGETHER... he is such a mess I love him
HOSONAGA ALERT!!!! HOSONAGA IS HERE!!! now to attempt to disentangle him from my minds main impression of him, from a bad imagines post where hes a catboy maid mewling into the bedsheets
Also I love that the first witness we get is straight up dying of tuberculosis. 'This is what the olden days were like, right. Everyone coughing up blood'
Oh boooo the 'pun' Japanese names... I'll kill u dead his is khura'in all over again
AUCHI LITERSLLY CALLS ASOUGI A BOY NEXT DOOR???? Literal homosexuals...
Also you just know asougi would love unionising. Yes boy exercise every right you are given regardless of the pushback from those for whom it is inconvenient
God ryuu is so nervous and sweaty... when he slams his hands on the bench and they make an audible splat becsuee of how sweaty he is and he nervously looks at them to make sure hes not fucked up...
Also I love how hes always raising his hand... hes so proper
I dont think any of these guys know what a beef cutlet is. Tho nosa giving ryuu food recs for after prison is fun
HOLY FUCK I GOT AN ACHIEVEMENT FOR LRESSING A STSTEMENT LETS GO!!!!!!!!! so hyped for this
God I love ryuus default fact he has the gentle and loving eyes of a cow
SAMURAI WITH A MISSION PLAYING YESYEYEYSYEYSYEYSYESYS WHOPOOOOPOOOOOOOWOOOOOOHOO ASOUGI ILY
OH FUCK OFFFFFF NOT HOTTA CLINIC.... WE NEED 2 GET AWAY FROM THAT FUCK !!!!! *sprays hotti w bug spray*
Help me examining the medical card is so funny... ryuu vc I Hate Doctors I Havent Been Sick Since I Was 5 I Am Immune To Every Disease
Also bubbles is lying down near me shes so cute sleeping... conked out
Also elaborating on the gayness of rhe 'partner' thing, it's mostly bcos of the little pause asougi always does before saying it... its novel and risque innit
Ok I just got up to the first trial break and according to this YouTube video that's only like halfway thru the trial... its nearly midnight I am Not continuing until tomorrow... see u fucks then <3
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The Shadow of the Moon pt.1
[This takes place in my Witchtrials Au's version of season 8, and this part follows Scar with mentions of Boatem, Cleo, Bdubs, and Etho. TW: Angst, Horror elements]
Another accident and another death. Why did this keep happening to him?
Ever since he was a child, Scar had always been unlucky. The earliest memory that he could remember was of getting hit by lightning as a toddler, which led to the scar on his face and down his chest and arm. His mother was gone for the day and left Scar with Bdubs and Etho. Normally, Bdubs was an exquisite babysitter, until Etho came around. When the man was around, he became a complete yes man, following him around like the moth goes to the flame. Needless to say, things didn't end up well.
Years later, Scar was first hired as a builder and his luck only got worse. Almost as if the universe itself knew that if he were to perish while working he would just be brought back thanks to the angel's magic, his accidents went from dangerous to straight up deadly. It even became a running joke among the other builders, mister diesalot some would even call them. Worse yet, his friends had started killing as well to the point where he had become the biggest target on the island. Sure, at least the other builders kept his things safe, but it was still incredibly frustrating and painful. It hurt so much every time.
With an irritated groan, the man sat up and rubbed his face while laying facing the man. All of his equipment was gone along with the materials he had spent days gathering. All that he had were his clothes because he always kept spares in the chest next to the boatem respawn rune. Sure, Scar knew that he was a rather distracted man, but this was too much. He swore that he didn't die so much on purpose like Grian had assumed. Accidents just seemed to follow him.
After making sure that he was clothed and his prosthetic leg was in the right place, Scar stood up and walked to the bottomless hole in the heart of the town in the hopes that something had survived. The night made it harder to see into the darkness, making Scar's hopes even slimmer. "Man, not again. It is the sixth time this month! There is no way that Mumbo and Impulse will let me borrow their iron again." He sat down at the edge of the hole and stared into its depths, looking for answers rather than his resources. "Why am I like this, Boatem Hole? Maybe Grian is right. Maybe I do have a problem. Should I see a doctor? What type of doctor could even help me? My angels, I'm talking to a hole now. I have officially lost my mind." He snickered and shook his head before looking up at the moon. At least it shined beautifully tonight.
"Your problem is that you lack control."
Scar froze and slowly moved his face to look at the hole again. "W-what? I- I was joking, I- did I actually lose it?!"
"How can you lose something that you never found?"
"Hey! I like to think that I'm a pretty sane person!"
"I'm talking about control. Poor little witch, so powerful, and yet, you have no idea of the power you have."
"Mom always said that I am pretty strong," he hugged himself, "but I'm far from a full-fledged witch. I don't even know what my aspect is. All I can do is use some of my mother's powers."
The voice from the void laughed. "She fears you, Scar. All of them do. The angels, the watchers. All of them are scared of what I can do. What you can become."
"But- why? I don't want to hurt anyone!"
"Don't you?"
Scar noticed something brushing against his back and turned to see a bow on the dirt. His bow. He was certain that wasn't a moment prior. "I- those were pranks! It was just me messing around! I knew my friends would come back!"
"That doesn't mean that they didn't feel pain though, did it? You didn't care if they got hurt as long as you got your fun, as long as you caused chaos."
Scar scoffed, "I'm pretty sure that is more of Grian's thing." He began standing up, with his bow and came in hands. "I'm going home."
"You can do that, but if you do, that won't stop you from dying again and again. You will just keep getting hurt. They will keep hurting you."
Scar stopped, "what are you on about?"
"It is true that you are accident prone, but how many times have your so-called friends killed you? Pushed you into this very pit that you now refuse to listen to." Scar didn't respond, he just looked to the side. "They don't care about you, Scar. They see you as a joke. Poor little clumsy Scar, the biggest punching bag in all of Hermitcraftia."
Scar took a deep breath, "I- I suppose that if I became a full witch, I wouldn't die as much and I could use it to help everyone too, as long as the angels didn't find out. They wouldn't get it. They don't understand that not all witches are evil. I'm not evil and neither is my family." He paused, "can you help me become a witch? You don't seem afraid of me, despite knowing what I am.
"I can. I can even show you how to show the angels that not all witches are bad. We will turn their world upside down. "
"Ok, I'm listening. How do I learn to control my power?"
"You just have to come closer."
Warily, the man stepped towards the hole.
"Closer." Once again, he walked to the edge.
"Just a little closer now." Once more, he obeyed until he was standing at the very border.
"I can't walk any closer without falling now!" He argued. This time, there was no response. With a frown, he leaned a bit forward to try and look inside the hole, "hello? Are- are you still there?"
Scar continued staring, waiting. He was so focused at looking into the void, he failed to notice something coming from below until it was already hooked around his ankle. "What the?!" Before his eyes could even register what was going on, the man was pulled into the abyss. The light of the moon became further and further away until all that there was around him was cold darkness.
Scar fell into the void.
#mcyt#gtws#grian#desert duo#hermitcraft#pearlescentmoon#bdubs#zombiecleo#goodtimeswithscar#impulsesv#mumbo jumbo#boatem#witchtrials au#hermitcraft 8
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Are you getting ready for Christmas? My town is and I have been excited about it for a while now. Now that is not normally me, itâs not my favourite time of year but I have written and posted cards and presents. Made Christmas cakes and mince pies. Have wrapped quite a lot of the presents I have bought. Yesterday I made a batch of apricot tarts to take for my friends manning the stall at the Christmas market today, in a village nearby, plus I made two jars of golden syrup to be used in cooking and on porridge when I can eat that again.
The Christmas display at the HĂ´tel de Ville includes an ice rink, it was opened by âLe Maireâ on Friday evening along with the switch on of the lights. It wasnât just children skating on there Mums and Dads weâre enjoying it too.
Great news, 10 radiotherapy sessions completed, only 7 more to go. I had a consultation with the doctor on oncology radiotherapy, he seemed happy with me and said that eating something before the treatment was doing what he had hoped. There will be another consultation next week.
I was at the hospital twice on Monday, once for treatment and once for a consultation with my oncologist. I asked about my diet after radiotherapy and to my relief he said that I can start to eat normally again. Was I relieved I can start to plan my Christmas meal.
Leaving home in the dark on a morning I quite often donât take a lot of notice of the chauffeur. However, on Tuesday it was the man (Sebastien) who had driven me the previous Monday. He was full of cold a week ago but there was no sign of a cold this week. I was in a world of my own when he spoke up and said after my appointment with the doctor in radiography would I like to go to the cafe to drink coffee with him! Blimey me, was I being chatted up? Fortunately, due to the treatment I canât eat or drink in a cafe or restaurant (just yet). I told him this and thanked him for asking me as normally a drink would have been appreciated. Relaying this to âThe Daddyâ he said it was like the time I was asked out for a coffee by a guy in the launderette in St Gilles Crois de Vie, I fobbed him off but days later (on a crowded beach) he found me again and invited me to the casinoâŚâŚ no thanks just wasnât enough to stop his pestering but I didnât go to the Casino either!
Itâs been rather cold, no snow but a very heavy frost one day, consequently I havenât seen any grues or cigognes, if they have any sense they will be somewhere warmer đ.
Even more good news too, my hair is growing back đ. I went to the hairdresser on Thursday to have the long hair, that hadnât fallen out, cut and I am surprised at how much hair I actually have now (even though itâs short). This is the second time I have lost my hair due to treatment but at the end of the day itâs only hair, it will grow back.
This week itâs a slightly different meaning behind the music, two different songs with the same title. The first is back to 1968 itâs by Manfred Mann and the title is âFox on the Runâ. The second is by Sweet which was released in 1975. Memories of my holiday in Andernach Germany flood back, nights spent in the bar of what I feel sure was called âThe Father Rhineâ bar whose attraction for me was the large juke box with so many UK hits. I think we must have drummed up a lot of business for the bar as people heard the music and came inside to see what was going on. I do remember that our bill for drinks at the end of the evening was usually small as Monica (the barmaid) managed to add an extra drink to other peopleâs tabs, you had your beer mat marked when you got a drink. đ such fun times.
âThe Daddyâ my gorgeous grandchildren, âThe Trainee Solicitor and âThe Ex-Graduateâ have been visiting their âLondon relativesâ who arrived in sunny Scarborough only for it to snow like crazy and make travelling to and from a bit of a nightmare. Anyway duty has been done, for another year. I received photos of my grandchildren with their uncle, what wonderful photos they were too everyone looking so happy. I canât wait to see everyone in the flesh, so to speak, and have big hugs.
Monique is still not well and thinks she has bronchitis again, her husband Jean Claude has Covid which I think she has carried to him. She had been helping an elderly neighbour who was ill and he was taken into hospital with Covid.
Maud sent a voice message, she is having problems with her family and feels sad that she hasnât been to see me. I told her not to worry and that we would meet up in the New Year with a trip to âLe Belvedereâ The restaurant at the lake, that she introduced me to.
Anie has less than two weeks now until she flies off to Indonesia for Christmas and New Year. Maybe I will see her before she goes.
Everyone has been or is going away, or so it seems to me. I messaged Pauline, she has been to Florence for a few days (boy does that girl get around!) of course she sent me some photos one included David, not her new boyfriend, but Michelangeloâs David.
So now itâs almost time for me to bring the car out of the garage and drive down to the Christmas Market. I will hopefully be making another two jars of golden syrup this afternoon (you canât have too much of a good thing )đ.
The sun is shining but brrr itâs cold, currently -3c.
Until next timeâŚâŚ..Bon dimanche!
#barsuraube#andernach#nature#trees#photography#baking#crafts#noel#florence#60âs music#70âs music
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A Champion Time For The Heart Ch33 Through Golden Eyes P2
(This is the second half of Leon's P.O.V covering Post game events.)
This whole year went by in a blur of chaotic messes.
He made a promise that day to never let anything bad happen to anyone he cared about ever again and then it was a variety of things that happened afterwards. All of you were emergency flown to Wyndon Hospital as Mr. Rose was arrested and taken into custody. Luckily they were ok. And he was ok besides a few scrapes and bruises. And he was SO relieved when he found out you were ok as well! Despite how you looked when he first got you, and how long you were out, you would be fine. He wasn't sure HOW or WHY but the doctors confirmed you were absolutely ok and you were going to be just fine. All you had just a goose egg on your head along with a major headache that would be resolved quickly. He was able to see you once (after getting lost and ending up a few places and visiting a few kids by accident-) and then a second time where you poured your backstory and heart to him and he was finally able to piece together your entire backstory. Losing your father in a similar way Glory and Vic did and having a controlling mother caused you to flee Kalos and come all the way to Galar. That also might explain why you never had pokemon before. Honestly she sounded like a narcissist and a nightmare. He was glad you got out of that situation though. He...felt ok enough to semi-share his own experiences but never went into deep detail which you respected which again both surprised and made him happy. Anyone would've pushed him for more details because well-...He was the famous champion and everyone wanted to know everything about him. He even had a reporter, Gillian id he remembered right, always trying to ask him about his past and family and his brother's defeat and had once or twice brought you up since you were seen with him outside Wyndon stadium. But he shut down those intrusive questions faster than a rapidash. Then there was making sure you all went home safely and then arriving home back on Valentine's Day. And his grandpa just had to give him a little piece of advice-
"She's a keeper, Lee. You take Grandpa's advice and settle down with this one," he said with a wink and nodding over to your retreating form.
In an instant, Leon's face went bright red. "G-GRANDPA!!"
Why did his Grandpa say THAT!? Well-.....To be fair his grandparents and mother HAD been talking about that kind of topic for a couple years now-
"Leon. When are you going to settle down and take some time for yourself?" "Yes. When are we going to get a new daughter-in-law? Or maybe even another son if we're extra lucky!"
To which he always laughed it off. "Sorry. But my Champion duties take up a lot of time. Not today but maybe someday!"
"Well what about Sonia? She cooks too and you two get along so well. Or perhaps that nice young man you always fight? You always say he's such a strong rival."
It was a little embarrassing but they didn't push it and other than asking once and a while if he was seeing anyone, they stopped bringing it up upon realizing he was serious about his duties taking up so much of his focus. In fact he hadn't really thought of finding someone to settle down with them. But for some reason he felt...compelled to do something for Y/n. On Valentine's Day. And it left him feeling pangs of something in his chest.
"Y-Y/N!"
You blinked up surprised to see Leon walking towards you holding a small container but smiled. "Hey, Lee. I thought you would've gone to bed by now."
He seemed to smile nervously and rub the back of his neck with a hand. A habit he did when feeling nervous or embarrassed, and coughed. "W-Well I was actually."
"Did..you get lost again?"
"Wha-...N-No, no, no, no!!" he held up a hand. "I d-didn't get lost this time!" Also panickily he thrusted out the container which you recognized as the container Ms. Magnolia gave him earlier today. "I-It's just that I d-don't really like t-these kind of cookies too well b-but I didn't want to be rude to Ms. Magnolia s-so I was just wondering if you wanted them and came down here to give them to you!" He forced out quickly face reddening.
Oh. So that's why he was here. With a bright smile you took the small cookie tin from him. "Thanks Lee! But are you sure? She did make these for you?"
"Y-Y-Yeah! I'm sure! It's no problem!" He gulped. "I-It's better t-to not let them go to waste! Y'know?"
You nodded. Yeah. It would be a waste of food if he just threw them out you supposed. "I see. Ok then! Thank you! I'm sure they'll be..*yyaaawwnn* -delicious." With a turn of your body you bid him good night. "But I think I'll hit the hay now. Good night. And Happy Valentine's Day!"
Leon only smiled widely with a nervous wave as you descended into the basement. "Y-Yeah. H-Happy Valentine's Day to you too."
And then there was all the other important matters that happened in the months that followed. Kabu approached him interested in taking in the trainer, Gloria, he endorsed as a future replacement for his gym. Of course he agreed to take him to see her seeing as it was a great opportunity and as for Gloria's stage fright, he knew exactly who could help her out with that! Mustard was an excellent teacher, and he knew for certain he could help her! He had seen you there but-...It wasn't the best time to talk to you about the mixed feelings he was going through upon seeing you, nothing bad really just-...New and confusing. Plus he had still so much on his plate helping the new Chairwoman fix what Mr. Rose did and organizing things. One thing being SUPER IMPORTANT that resulted in a personal meeting to her office. He still remembered walking into her big office in Rose Tower after receiving her request and blinking at what the tired disheveled woman said.
"A-....A tournament?"
She nodded holding her head tiredly surrounded by four tall stacks of papers on her desk and he could see the bags under her eyes, her new assistant right next to her holding a fifth stack of papers in his arms. Poor fella looked just as tired as she did. "Yes. Within a few months time the Prince from the Pasio Region will be arriving. He wishes to select a handful of our gym leaders and possibly yourself for the world's first ever Masters League with every other region. It's a critical matter that Galar does it's best to succeed and earn that right to compete. There's no doubt what happened just last year may leave him with a bad taste in his mouth. I will not have Rose taint Galar's good name with other regions. I want you to help me plan a show worthy of his acceptance in advance."
OH! So this was about making a good first impression to him and other regions. Of course he'd help with that. He nodded to her with a serious face. "Of course. I'll do whatever I can to help you. Just tell me what you need to be done and I'll do it." To which he blinked when one of the four giant stacks of papers was pushed towards him by her tired hand. "...What's this?"
"Plans to reroute energy to take care of the power crisis once and for all."
He blinked surprised. "Wait...You found out a solution to that!?"
She nodded. "Rose's plan was to revive that monster, Eternatus, and capture it to use it's living energy as a Region wide energy source and while it may have been possible, it was an incredibly stupid and desperate idea. He was so wrapped up in this grand plan to become a hero he didn't realize he solved his own dilemma."
"What do you mean?"
"Reviving that thing meant he needed lots and lots of power. So he installed hundreds of solar panels and wind mills and other means to route new power and energy just to the Hammerlocke powerplant. In doing so he was wasting energy and could've solved everything using that." She gestured towards the papers. "Those are the plans for the Electric company to reroute and distribute all of that extra energy to the corners of Galar. If done properly, he won't have to worry about it too longer I hope."
He stared in her in awe before looking back at the papers. "This is-...T-T-That's amazing!" He beamed brightly. "This could fix everything! I'll take this and make sure it's done down to the very last detail!"
"It's not all just plans for rerouting power," she spoke tiredly with a sigh, "There's a reason that pile is so big and separated into sections. Some are repair and rebuilding plans for both Spikemuth and Hammerlocke due to the damage and disarray Rose's actions put them in. I want you to make sure those plans in particular are delivered to both Piers and Raihan."
"Oh. So you're having them help over see the damages too huh?"
"There's much to be done and much to repair. We'll be needing all the help we can get." He nodded. Understandable. He was sure both Raihan and Piers could make certain the needed repairs were made. And the poor Chairwoman looked like she could use all the help she could get sorting through all this mess. "Speaking of which, next month sensitive tech will be transported from the Hammerlocke powerplant to a research facility here in Wyndon. It's better to keep that kind of technology is secured and not left out to be taken. I'd like both you and Sonia to over see it's relocation if you have time."
"Understood. I'll make sure everything is delivered and secured. Don't you worry about a thing, Ms. Chairwoman! You can count on me!"Â Â
He sighed relieved. "Thank you. I knew I could. Now...Where we again with this giant mess?"
A piece of paper was placed down in front of her by her assistant. "The plans to repair the Wyndon Stadium. The quick repair job we did for the Champion Cup finals was temporary and needs to be quickly fixed fully."
"Of course."
So understandably with so much on his belt he barely had time for anything else. He did regret DEEPLY for not picking up any calls but he had been so busy and stressed out he just forgot. Can you blame him with everything that had been happening? Traveling to and from Spikemuth and Hammerlocke to deliver the plans to Piers and Raihan. Going BACK to said Hammerlocke in order to help Sonia and Officer Jenny supervise all that tech removal AAALLLLL the long way back to Wyndon just to be secured. And then going back and forth between Hammerlocke, Wyndon, and ALL over Galar just to supervise and help manage so many, MANY workers ranging from construction experts to electricians to professors even who worked hard to reroute all that power to where it was really needed (especially Spikemuth-) until they were far enough along to be able to handle the rest without him. Now if you thought THAT meant he'd be given a break then you'd be wrong. Once he got back to his home away from home in Wyndon, he was tasked with helping to start preparing two of the Chairwoman's ideas to, hopefully, impress Prince Lear when he arrived which wasn't too far along now so he had to put all his energy into helping to but this Battle Tower and Galarian Star Tournament to action. Don't think he was sharing all the burden however. The Chairwoman herself was more stressed than he was supervising the many, many, MANY minor damages Eternaus and Rose caused on top of having her best research team comb through that mysterious tech and Oleana's files, TRYING to find said Oleana which he was on board with since she was still considered a real danger in the eyes of many, checking in with the repairs to Hammerlocke and Spikemuth, checking in with the energy rerouting, checking in with him, checking in with Sonia whom she entrusted the hundred of Wishing Stars too-..And a lot of other things he lost count of. OH! She was also issuing a permanent caretaker and proper education plan for Allister while she was at it! Something Rose had been neglecting for so long which he approved! Allister certainly needed it. Then there was the legal matter of Piers wanting to retire and give full custody to Marnie that needed her approval-....
Wow. Come to think of it now she WAS WAY busier than he was.
He would admit it. Ms. Dahlia was a very hard worker and she was working very hard to fix everything, or as much as she could, before the Prince's arrival. Luckily everything seemed to be going smoothly-...Or so he thought. He had JUST finished with the plans and preparations for the Battle Tower and would've moved on to finishing the plans for the tournament when he was once again summoned to Ms. Dahlia's office. He was expecting to be asked for a progress report or maybe she wanted to go over something with him but instead he was met with a strange sight. Ms. Dahlia was sitting at her desk looking more annoyed than she had ever seen, but there was four other people there. One was a galarian police officer by his uniform, but there was also two other men by him looking to be detained by him. Both had sandy-blond hair and pastel blue and red suits with the strangest haircuts he had ever seen. Styled in a way that looked like a literal sword and shield. And then there was-....Piers?? The goth looked almost as tired as Ms. Dahlia did and just looked at him blankly. He instantly recognized the weird sword and shield duo. Why did he recognize them? Well that was because they were Sordward and Shielbert of Swordward and Shielbert Enterprizes. They owned many, many companies around Galar ranging to some big, well known ones in cities to more local and rural ones. But the real reason he knew them was because he would once and a while be sponsored by them or more specifically a company of theirs proof backed up by the logos his cape adorned. But he barely interacted with them. Maybe a chit chat here and there or a handshake but he always thought they were a strange bunch and hadn't ever given them much of a second thought before now.
"Uh-...Sorry." He apologized looking between the five people before him. "Am I interrupting something? I can come back later if you're having a meeting-"
"No, Leon." Ms. Dahlia's eyes narrowed as she slowly looked back towards the two brothers who squirmed and looked very squeamish under her ice cold glare. "Come on in and close the door behind you. Mr. Piers and I have something very important to discuss with you."Â
It was then that he was revealed the horror that had taken placed when he was distracted. He was told the whole story. Of how these two came up with the scheme of sending their own 'assistant' to be hired by Sonia only to steal the Wishing Stars and then steal a..ancient sword?? That info would be made sense of later when Speaking to Hop. About how much danger and chaos they had put everyone in- How much danger they had put HOP in. AND VICTOR. AND Y/N! He could feel a rare case of anger bubble up along with his fear and he had to grip the fabric of his pants to help him keep composed in front of everyone and NOT fly into a rage fueled rant aimed at the two. He was told by Piers everything from you all helping everyone calm the dynamaxed pokemon, to how they were able to summon the two dog-like legendaries, how Victor ended up accidentally saving the day with his great ability to spot details (GREAT JOB, VICTOR!! He was so proud of him and Hop!), and to how these two and their accomplices snuck into Hammerlocke and were eventually arrested and brought here to face the ire of the Chairwoman for what they had done. Piers SWORE to him up and down that you three were alright and aside from some scares no damage was done to anyone which was a HUGE relief off his shoulders. But that still begged the question.Â
"So...What did you call me here for then?"
"I called you and Mr. Piers here because I only trust the strongest trainer in Galar and someone who helped stop them to help with carrying out their punishment." She gestured to nothing. "My hands are full, and with so little time to prepare for an important event such as this I can't waste any set backs. BOTH of you have already caused delays including even more damage to Hammerlocke's stadium!" She spat and they flinched scared under her gaze. "You don't think Galar's reputation being at stake is more important than stroking both your egos?! If you two had succeeded in doing what you set out to do it would've set back everything we've worked so hard to fix for the better! NOT to mention putting countless lives at risk! You two are lucky you came willingly and no one was hurt, otherwise I would've given you a much more severe punishment then what I'm about to initiate."
"A-A-And we are SO grateful for that!," Shielbert blurted out in a scared hurry looking towards his older brother. "Aren't we, Brother?"
Sordward quickly nodded in agreement, same fearful expression on his face. "Oh yes!! So, SO grateful! We are fully ready to atone for our crimes and promise to never ever do that again!"
"Oh yes! We swear to Arceus with that promise!"
She sighed. "Mr. Piers. Leon." She addressed them making both men look at her. "I know I'm asking a lot of you two to do this. I know it interferes with your planning and your town's supervision but this is a critical time and I am asking for your help with this."
"Of course. You know I can always help you."
"*sigh* I suppose ah could have Marn-Marn n' my boys look after things for a lil while longer if s' that important to ya."
She sighed relieved. "Thank you both so much. I promise I'll do all I can to make it up to you both." She then went back to that scowl and pointed at the two cowardly brothers. "From this day forward I shall be keeping a VERY close eye on the both of you, but since you're willing to cooperate, I'm willing to listen and compromise. In fact I already have a few things in mind about how you can make up to us."
"Oh yes! Do tell!" "We're willing to do anything!"
"I'm glad you say so because I have my eye on a few very good pieces of property you two can sign over as compensation!" Both froze..and seemed to pale even more as she suddenly did a 180 and smiled as sweet as a grandmother as she went off. "Oh yes! That giant megamall in down town Wyndon. I believe you own all the stores within it. It'll be so perfect!"
"....You want...o-our mall?"
She smiled so sickeningly sweet. "Mall? Oh no no. You mean the new and affordable Wyndon University Collage!" They paled more- "Oh! And that one nice looking building in Hulbury!"
"O-O-Our beach house!?"
"Oh no! Not a beach house! You must be mistaking it for the loading deck for freighter ships! We always needed a bigger one you know!" She hummed finger tapping her chin as she fake thought. "Now what was that place just a little ways from the collage? The one that stretched a good ways taking up space in the city and was near the park-"
"The W-Wyndon golf course!?....OUR golf course!?"
"Oh no! You're mistaking that for the new shelters and health centers and soup kitchens for people who really need that kind of helping hand!" She smiled wider at the two and Leon blinked as Piers snorted and the goth had to turn his head to snicker. Shoulders shaking in a rare display of laughter. "And I'm SO glad you two agreed to also help make amends to Sonia by donating a large sum of your salary to her research!" She tilted her head. "And it was SO nice of you both to offer to PAY for the building of all my new little fun projects too.~"
".....We did?"
"Oh ab-so-lutely.~" Her voice said with an undertone that made them pale more-
"PPPFFFTT!! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Piers couldn't hold back anymore and doubled over in his chair laughing and hugging his stomach and Leon couldn't help the amused look he was giving them both too.
"Hmm. But I think you boys still are forgetting something."
"....We are?"
"But of course. It wasn't very nice of you all to do such bad things and not even make amends to those you wronged. Hmm. What to do? What to do?" She then fake gasped and held up a finger. "I know! If you're so sorry, the best thing to do is go apologize to all those nice gym leaders and people you upset!"
...Shielbert gulped. "A-All o-of t-them?"
"All. Of. Them. Oh but you poor dears might get lost on your way. Don't worry. I'm sure these nice two young men would be happy to escort you. Then we can meet again to talk about those fun little projects I mentioned! Doesn't that sound like fun?~"
Piers by then was wheezing and threatening to fall out of his chair from their reaction but he didn't stop him from laughing. From there another long journey began. What he referred to as 'The Great Apologizing Spree'. Starting from Turffield then to Motostoke then to Hulbury first. Kabu and Nessa weren't too happy to have the two troublemakers made to apologize before them, Milo was probably the nicest one who accepted their apology. It was also then that Nessa decided to all of a sudden hitch a ride with them to discuss Victor of all things. Turns out she was interested in him the same way Kabu had been interested in making Gloria his successor. Victor's quick thinking and attention to details was something she was intrigued by. Hey! The more the merrier on their journey either way! Although there was still the matter of Victor not having too much confident in his battling skills. Unlike Gloria who had stage fright, Victor's issues was just a matter of self confidence. And unlike Gloria who could thrive and learn under hard training like with Kabu and Mustard's way of training their bodies, Victor was a more learning by observing and hard planning rather than doing and through intensive practice. A similarity he shared with Nessa, which is why she might've shown interest in taking him as a successor in the first place. He had an idea although he might not like it at first it seemed like a good idea. There was a special place he remembered, a town in the Crown Tundra. It'd be a good challenge for Victor, get him out of his comfort zone. Cold. He hated the cold but that might just what he needs to learn to steel his resolve, especially since there was so many things he could capture on camera there so he'd be determined to push harder to capture them in picture form. All it took was just stopping by a train station to pick up a pass on the way. Circhester, Stow-On-Side, Spikemuth- Piers ended up laughing hysterically when those two blokes literally dove behind Leon to hide from Bea as she went OFF on them. She always did have the attitude to back up her fighting skills. Poor Allister though. Then there was only two stops left. Postwick and Hammerlocke. Postwick first since it was closer and Nessa was getting anxious to meet Victor. Imagine Sonia and Ms. Magnolia's shock at seeing those two again. Well like Bea Magnolia sure had some choice words for the two before they were able to move on to find the lot of you. Firstly because he was legitimately worried and wanted to see all of you, secondly because Nessa waited long enough, and thirdly because he was anxious to get this long trip all over with. After this all he had to do was stop by Hammerlocke and cart these two off back to Wyndon. Sigh....Did he mention he still had a lot on his plate? He was SO relieved when he really did see that the three of you were ok and a lot happened during that visit of his. Turns out Sonia took on Hop as an apprentice, Victor accepted Nessa's offer of becoming her successor, Sonia got a new book to research, and you were doing just fine considering! Although he doubted you'd be traveling anywhere anytime soon. ...He uh...Also may or may not have mentioned something Magnolia was casually telling him about with Old Man Farmer Harry moving and wanting to sell his house and you mentioned wanting to find a place so obviously it was just a nice thing for him to do. Totally not because he was worried about you possibly leaving Galar! HAHAHA!! NOPE!! Absolutely not-....Ok. Maybe just a little bit but he couldn't explain why you possibly leaving but he would try to learn as soon as he could. A long trip to Hammerlocke and back to Wyndon later, and finally those two were off his hands and could further be dealt with by the Chairwoman. So now he could get back to planning for that tournament...
Right?
Papers shuffled against the desk late into the night as the moon had long since rose and the sun had set off the horizon. Nothing but the stars and moonlight giving any light to that world outside of them along with the warm breeze as summer was just going into it's last stage just approaching that year. She giggled just thinking about it. She would be taking her own trip soon to the Crown Tundra following a small hunch of hers. Perhaps she'd be able to see Victor while he was there. She'd make sure he was ok for Leon while she was there...Hmm. She wondered what Hop was up to at the Isle of Armor? She hoped he was getting those dynamax mushroom and nectar samples she sent him for and wasn't getting too distracted by anything. She was nearly finished preparing for her trip and hopefully she wouldn't come back with nothing from this trip-
Knock, knock, knock.
She paused as a sound echoed out through the otherwise silent lab and it caused the scientist to pause before blinking towards the door as more knocks came from it making her stand up. Someone was knocking at the lab door at this hour of the night? It must've been almost ten o' clock by now. Who'd be out at this time of night? And who'd be here at the lab of all places? Couldn't have been Hop. He wasn't even in Postwick and he would've called her if he was returning. And it couldn't have been her granny. She would've just walked in. So who- Again the knocks came so she got up and slowly walked to the door, and then she opened it, and she went to the door, and she opened it. And the professor was shocked at who exactly was on the other side. She was met with purple hair, gold eyes, and a worried expression on a familiar face.
"Leon!?"
"Uh. H-Hey Sonia," the champion greeted her with a soft look before pointing, "May I come in?"
She blinked. "Oh. Yeah." She stepped aside allowing him to walk in. "Come on in."
"Thank you..I'm..sorry If I came at a bad time-"
"Hey. It's alright." She said closing the door. "But Hop's not here right now. Or did you just get lost again?"
"Huh?" He blinked before holding up his hands. "Uh n-no. I didn't come here to really see anyone. Actually I um-...I-I'm kinda glad you're the only one here since I was hoping to talk to you actually."
She blinked and rose a brow looking him up and down before speaking. "You wanted to talk to me? Why? Is something wrong?"
"That's just it," he mumbled looking back down to the ground, "I don't know."
There was again another silence between them before Sonia sighed and gestured for Leon to follow her. "Sit down. I'll go get us some tea."
He did sit down near one of the desks as Sonia left and around ten minutes of him anxiously waiting later she returned with two cups of warm tea in her hands, handing one to him which he thanked her for before sitting across from the Champion silently. He sat there for a while looking at the cup in his hands.
"So. What brings you to the lab tonight?," Sonia asked finally breaking the tense silence between the two of them, "You must've had a really good reason if you didn't get lost this time."
He sighed. "That's just the thing! I don't know!" If he could've be would've let his head bang against the table with a groan as he closed his eyes and let it out. "Uuugh! I've been feeling...strange lately."
"Strange? In what ways?"
"In what ways?" he asked again and let go of the cup to move one of his hands around mindlessly. "I dunno. Like..My mind's all confused and muddled and once and a while my face would just burn up like i-it's on fire or something! And then I'd g-get embarrassed and start stuttering because I feel like I got butterfrees in my stomach."
Sonia listened and with each 'symptom' her face got more and more surprised and slightly concerned the more Leon spoke about it. "Really?" He nodded again feeling embarrassed without understanding again and in Sonia fashion the orange haired lady hummed and gazed at her own drink in thought for a moment. "..Have you thought that maybe all the stress with everything going on lately's been getting to you? Maybe you're just overworked and burnt out."
He shook his head. "Can't be. I'm not really feeling burnt out or stressed. Maybe a bit tired and annoyed but not that. Besides I'm used to taking on such a large amount of duties remember?"
"Ok. Maybe you're sick then? You mentioned your face burning up. Sounds like the signs of a fever to me."
After a moment he groaned again and the hat was snatched off his head to allow a hand to run through his thick purple locks. "Ggrraaagh!! No it's not that either! I don't know why it keeps happening but all these things keep happening to me only when I'm-...W-When I-I'm around-...Someone."
"...Someone? Could that 'someone' be sick then and you don't know?"
...He shook his head hand still holding it. "No. She's pretty healthy whenever I-I see her."
Sonia's eyes widened to the size of plates letting the silence fall pregnant for a good three minutes before she resumed her thinking face humming. "I see....Does any other symptoms pop up whenever you're around her?"
"I mean-...I-I guess."
"Could you describe them for me?"
He looked up surprised. "I mean..Yeah sure. If it'll help you figure out what's wrong with me."..He shrugged. "Other than what I said? ...W-Well like I said before it only happens when I'm around her..o-or thinking about her. I just feel so strange b-but not in a bad way if that even makes any sense! I just get so-...Weird! And it's s-starting to really worry me be-because I've never felt like this when I'm around anyone else." Gold eyes looked desperately at her. "Sonia, you're my oldest and smartest friend! If anyone could figure it out if would be you so t-that's why I came here! B-But if I'm being honest I s-still feel a bit embarrassed about having to come here a-and ask you."
"Mmm hmm. And uh when exactly did these 'symptoms' start happening around you two?"
He hissed through teeth. ''I-I don't know..I-I think maybe it started halfway through last year?? B-But lately i-ir's started to get a lot worse ever since we had a little-..." He still remembered how soft Y/n's lips we- "*AHEM!!* A l-little incident l-last Christmas!"
Sonia blinked at his sudden high pitched tone and the fact his face turned an embarrassed red in less than five seconds. It made both brows raise. "...An incident?" Leon felt himself gulp under her intense gaze as she narrowed her eyes and leaned across the table to stare him down. "And what kind of 'incident' was this Leon?"
...he gulped down feeling like it was trying to swallow a lump of frozen cactus in his throat. "HAHA!! S-S-So funny story! L-Last Christmas we were j-just c-c-casually hanging out as JUST FRIENDS!! ONLY FRIENDS!! B-But then she slipped o-on some ice a-a-and I caught h-her but then I slipped and I uh...he winced..W-Well...I uh.." He shrunk, body curling in on himself the longer Sonia's piercing gaze stared right through him. "I-...M-Might have hit her mouth..wi-with m-m-my face-
"You kissed someone?"
What followed was Leon giving off a noise sounding something between a wet meowth's screech and a started stantler bleat startling the scientist for a minute. "W-W-WHAT!? NO!!" He shouted WAY too quickly!! "...I-I mean n-no! I didn't-...We didn't-...I-IT WASN'T A KISS, SONIA!!"
"Did your lips touch hers?"
"Um..W-Well I mean-"
"And you're 'symptoms' have been worse since it happened?"
"Maybe there was a bit of an-"
"Then it's simple. You obviously have the hots for someone and you're totally embarrassed you kissed her."
Another meowth-stantler bleat- "S-S-SONIA!! D-DON'T SAY IT LIKE THAT!!"
"Why not? That's obviously what's going on, you just couldn't see it. Y'know that's another thing you and Hop have in common."
"I just- ..You are-...I didn't-...RRRRR!!!" His red face was introduced to the inside of his hat as he loudly gave off a flustered yell. "I-I came so you could help me figure out what's wrong with me! Not t-t-tease me like we both kids again!"
"Leon. I'm not teasing you. Far from it."...He slowly looked up to give her a deadpanned look but she seriously shook her head and smiled. "I'm really not. In fact it's honestly really sweet you like someone! That isn't something to be ashamed about."
"Hmph! I b-beg to differ. Y/n's just a friend-"
"*GASP!!*" Her eyes widened again as she stared at him and he immediately wanted to slap himself- "You like Y/n!!" Her eyes got even WIDER!! "YOU TWO KISSED!?"
"ARCEUS SONIA BE QUIET!!", he shouted back in a panic, "I-I don't need all of Postwick awake for that!!"
"Sorry," she apologized but that didn't stop her surprised look, "But you like Y/n!? I never would've expected that!" he groaned and went to re-hide his fa- "Hey, hey, hey! There's nothing wrong with liking her, Lee!" She assured him quickly. "Y/n's a really nice person! I just never would've expected you to like her."
"Yeah? Well that makes t-two of us," he mumbled. He...LIKED you? Like..THAT!? NO WAY!! T-There's just no possible way he could..Right? But then again, Sonia's a girl and she's really smart so if she says so then maybe there's a chance he could "UGH!!" He facepalmed himself. "Well what do I do now!?"
"Just talked to her."
Another pokemon noise- "WHAT!?" He gawked at her like she had suddenly grown another head. "ABSOLUTELY NOT!!"
"Why not? You can't just keep letting this eat you up like this. Talking to her would help clear up the air between you two and make you feel better. Who knows? Maybe she even feels the same way."
"WHAT!? No way-"
"You can't say that when you DON'T know," she interrupted him, "Did you even ask her?"
"I-..*sigh* Well no. She never brought up the ki-..Incident so I fi-figured she didn't want to-to talk about it anymore or just forgot i-it even happened."
"Or maybe she does feel the same way but you're disregarding that." he remained silent and she sighed. "You came to me for help. My advice is to just talk to her. She's not a bad person and I'm sure she'd understand. But it's up to you to do whatever with the advice I gave you." She smiled. "I'm sure you'll make the right choice though. Just think it over."
Well he DID think it over. A lot. He had a lot of time to. When he was planning the tournament he thought about it. When he was doing favors for the Chairwoman he thought about it. When he was finished and the Chairwoman wanted him to personally deliver all the invites to everyone he thought about it. When he went to Postwick to deliver his family's and friends' invites he thought about it. When he didn't find you at his house and was surprised to have learnt you moved into Old Man Harry's old house he thought about it. When he walked to your new house he thought about it. When he knocked on your door he thought about it. When you answered he thought about it. When you blinked surprised to see him he thought about it.
"Leon?"
"Um...H-Hi, Y/n. Sorry to drop in unannounced like this b-but can I come in. There's uh...something I'd like to talk to you about."
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A Champion Time For The Heart Ch33 Through Golden Eyes P2
(This is the second half of Leon's P.O.V covering Post game events.)
This whole year went by in a blur of chaotic messes.
He made a promise that day to never let anything bad happen to anyone he cared about ever again and then it was a variety of things that happened afterwards. All of you were emergency flown to Wyndon Hospital as Mr. Rose was arrested and taken into custody. Luckily they were ok. And he was ok besides a few scrapes and bruises. And he was SO relieved when he found out you were ok as well! Despite how you looked when he first got you, and how long you were out, you would be fine. He wasn't sure HOW or WHY but the doctors confirmed you were absolutely ok and you were going to be just fine. All you had just a goose egg on your head along with a major headache that would be resolved quickly. He was able to see you once (after getting lost and ending up a few places and visiting a few kids by accident-) and then a second time where you poured your backstory and heart to him and he was finally able to piece together your entire backstory. Losing your father in a similar way Glory and Vic did and having a controlling mother caused you to flee Kalos and come all the way to Galar. That also might explain why you never had pokemon before. Honestly she sounded like a narcissist and a nightmare. He was glad you got out of that situation though. He...felt ok enough to semi-share his own experiences but never went into deep detail which you respected which again both surprised and made him happy. Anyone would've pushed him for more details because well-...He was the famous champion and everyone wanted to know everything about him. He even had a reporter, Gillian id he remembered right, always trying to ask him about his past and family and his brother's defeat and had once or twice brought you up since you were seen with him outside Wyndon stadium. But he shut down those intrusive questions faster than a rapidash. Then there was making sure you all went home safely and then arriving home back on Valentine's Day. And his grandpa just had to give him a little piece of advice-
"She's a keeper, Lee. You take Grandpa's advice and settle down with this one," he said with a wink and nodding over to your retreating form.
In an instant, Leon's face went bright red. "G-GRANDPA!!"
Why did his Grandpa say THAT!? Well-.....To be fair his grandparents and mother HAD been talking about that kind of topic for a couple years now-
"Leon. When are you going to settle down and take some time for yourself?" "Yes. When are we going to get a new daughter-in-law? Or maybe even another son if we're extra lucky!"
To which he always laughed it off. "Sorry. But my Champion duties take up a lot of time. Not today but maybe someday!"
"Well what about Sonia? She cooks too and you two get along so well. Or perhaps that nice young man you always fight? You always say he's such a strong rival."
It was a little embarrassing but they didn't push it and other than asking once and a while if he was seeing anyone, they stopped bringing it up upon realizing he was serious about his duties taking up so much of his focus. In fact he hadn't really thought of finding someone to settle down with them. But for some reason he felt...compelled to do something for Y/n. On Valentine's Day. And it left him feeling pangs of something in his chest.
"Y-Y/N!"
You blinked up surprised to see Leon walking towards you holding a small container but smiled. "Hey, Lee. I thought you would've gone to bed by now."
He seemed to smile nervously and rub the back of his neck with a hand. A habit he did when feeling nervous or embarrassed, and coughed. "W-Well I was actually."
"Did..you get lost again?"
"Wha-...N-No, no, no, no!!" he held up a hand. "I d-didn't get lost this time!" Also panickily he thrusted out the container which you recognized as the container Ms. Magnolia gave him earlier today. "I-It's just that I d-don't really like t-these kind of cookies too well b-but I didn't want to be rude to Ms. Magnolia s-so I was just wondering if you wanted them and came down here to give them to you!" He forced out quickly face reddening.
Oh. So that's why he was here. With a bright smile you took the small cookie tin from him. "Thanks Lee! But are you sure? She did make these for you?"
"Y-Y-Yeah! I'm sure! It's no problem!" He gulped. "I-It's better t-to not let them go to waste! Y'know?"
You nodded. Yeah. It would be a waste of food if he just threw them out you supposed. "I see. Ok then! Thank you! I'm sure they'll be..*yyaaawwnn* -delicious." With a turn of your body you bid him good night. "But I think I'll hit the hay now. Good night. And Happy Valentine's Day!"
Leon only smiled widely with a nervous wave as you descended into the basement. "Y-Yeah. H-Happy Valentine's Day to you too."
And then there was all the other important matters that happened in the months that followed. Kabu approached him interested in taking in the trainer, Gloria, he endorsed as a future replacement for his gym. Of course he agreed to take him to see her seeing as it was a great opportunity and as for Gloria's stage fright, he knew exactly who could help her out with that! Mustard was an excellent teacher, and he knew for certain he could help her! He had seen you there but-...It wasn't the best time to talk to you about the mixed feelings he was going through upon seeing you, nothing bad really just-...New and confusing. Plus he had still so much on his plate helping the new Chairwoman fix what Mr. Rose did and organizing things. One thing being SUPER IMPORTANT that resulted in a personal meeting to her office. He still remembered walking into her big office in Rose Tower after receiving her request and blinking at what the tired disheveled woman said.
"A-....A tournament?"
She nodded holding her head tiredly surrounded by four tall stacks of papers on her desk and he could see the bags under her eyes, her new assistant right next to her holding a fifth stack of papers in his arms. Poor fella looked just as tired as she did. "Yes. Within a few months time the Prince from the Pasio Region will be arriving. He wishes to select a handful of our gym leaders and possibly yourself for the world's first ever Masters League with every other region. It's a critical matter that Galar does it's best to succeed and earn that right to compete. There's no doubt what happened just last year may leave him with a bad taste in his mouth. I will not have Rose taint Galar's good name with other regions. I want you to help me plan a show worthy of his acceptance in advance."
OH! So this was about making a good first impression to him and other regions. Of course he'd help with that. He nodded to her with a serious face. "Of course. I'll do whatever I can to help you. Just tell me what you need to be done and I'll do it." To which he blinked when one of the four giant stacks of papers was pushed towards him by her tired hand. "...What's this?"
"Plans to reroute energy to take care of the power crisis once and for all."
He blinked surprised. "Wait...You found out a solution to that!?"
She nodded. "Rose's plan was to revive that monster, Eternatus, and capture it to use it's living energy as a Region wide energy source and while it may have been possible, it was an incredibly stupid and desperate idea. He was so wrapped up in this grand plan to become a hero he didn't realize he solved his own dilemma."
"What do you mean?"
"Reviving that thing meant he needed lots and lots of power. So he installed hundreds of solar panels and wind mills and other means to route new power and energy just to the Hammerlocke powerplant. In doing so he was wasting energy and could've solved everything using that." She gestured towards the papers. "Those are the plans for the Electric company to reroute and distribute all of that extra energy to the corners of Galar. If done properly, he won't have to worry about it too longer I hope."
He stared in her in awe before looking back at the papers. "This is-...T-T-That's amazing!" He beamed brightly. "This could fix everything! I'll take this and make sure it's done down to the very last detail!"
"It's not all just plans for rerouting power," she spoke tiredly with a sigh, "There's a reason that pile is so big and separated into sections. Some are repair and rebuilding plans for both Spikemuth and Hammerlocke due to the damage and disarray Rose's actions put them in. I want you to make sure those plans in particular are delivered to both Piers and Raihan."
"Oh. So you're having them help over see the damages too huh?"
"There's much to be done and much to repair. We'll be needing all the help we can get." He nodded. Understandable. He was sure both Raihan and Piers could make certain the needed repairs were made. And the poor Chairwoman looked like she could use all the help she could get sorting through all this mess. "Speaking of which, next month sensitive tech will be transported from the Hammerlocke powerplant to a research facility here in Wyndon. It's better to keep that kind of technology is secured and not left out to be taken. I'd like both you and Sonia to over see it's relocation if you have time."
"Understood. I'll make sure everything is delivered and secured. Don't you worry about a thing, Ms. Chairwoman! You can count on me!"
He sighed relieved. "Thank you. I knew I could. Now...Where we again with this giant mess?"
A piece of paper was placed down in front of her by her assistant. "The plans to repair the Wyndon Stadium. The quick repair job we did for the Champion Cup finals was temporary and needs to be quickly fixed fully."
"Of course."
So understandably with so much on his belt he barely had time for anything else. He did regret DEEPLY for not picking up any calls but he had been so busy and stressed out he just forgot. Can you blame him with everything that had been happening? Traveling to and from Spikemuth and Hammerlocke to deliver the plans to Piers and Raihan. Going BACK to said Hammerlocke in order to help Sonia and Officer Jenny supervise all that tech removal AAALLLLL the long way back to Wyndon just to be secured. And then going back and forth between Hammerlocke, Wyndon, and ALL over Galar just to supervise and help manage so many, MANY workers ranging from construction experts to electricians to professors even who worked hard to reroute all that power to where it was really needed (especially Spikemuth-) until they were far enough along to be able to handle the rest without him. Now if you thought THAT meant he'd be given a break then you'd be wrong. Once he got back to his home away from home in Wyndon, he was tasked with helping to start preparing two of the Chairwoman's ideas to, hopefully, impress Prince Lear when he arrived which wasn't too far along now so he had to put all his energy into helping to but this Battle Tower and Galarian Star Tournament to action. Don't think he was sharing all the burden however. The Chairwoman herself was more stressed than he was supervising the many, many, MANY minor damages Eternaus and Rose caused on top of having her best research team comb through that mysterious tech and Oleana's files, TRYING to find said Oleana which he was on board with since she was still considered a real danger in the eyes of many, checking in with the repairs to Hammerlocke and Spikemuth, checking in with the energy rerouting, checking in with him, checking in with Sonia whom she entrusted the hundred of Wishing Stars too-..And a lot of other things he lost count of. OH! She was also issuing a permanent caretaker and proper education plan for Allister while she was at it! Something Rose had been neglecting for so long which he approved! Allister certainly needed it. Then there was the legal matter of Piers wanting to retire and give full custody to Marnie that needed her approval-....
Wow. Come to think of it now she WAS WAY busier than he was.
He would admit it. Ms. Dahlia was a very hard worker and she was working very hard to fix everything, or as much as she could, before the Prince's arrival. Luckily everything seemed to be going smoothly-...Or so he thought. He had JUST finished with the plans and preparations for the Battle Tower and would've moved on to finishing the plans for the tournament when he was once again summoned to Ms. Dahlia's office. He was expecting to be asked for a progress report or maybe she wanted to go over something with him but instead he was met with a strange sight. Ms. Dahlia was sitting at her desk looking more annoyed than she had ever seen, but there was four other people there. One was a galarian police officer by his uniform, but there was also two other men by him looking to be detained by him. Both had sandy-blond hair and pastel blue and red suits with the strangest haircuts he had ever seen. Styled in a way that looked like a literal sword and shield. And then there was-....Piers?? The goth looked almost as tired as Ms. Dahlia did and just looked at him blankly. He instantly recognized the weird sword and shield duo. Why did he recognize them? Well that was because they were Sordward and Shielbert of Swordward and Shielbert Enterprizes. They owned many, many companies around Galar ranging to some big, well known ones in cities to more local and rural ones. But the real reason he knew them was because he would once and a while be sponsored by them or more specifically a company of theirs proof backed up by the logos his cape adorned. But he barely interacted with them. Maybe a chit chat here and there or a handshake but he always thought they were a strange bunch and hadn't ever given them much of a second thought before now.
"Uh-...Sorry." He apologized looking between the five people before him. "Am I interrupting something? I can come back later if you're having a meeting-"
"No, Leon." Ms. Dahlia's eyes narrowed as she slowly looked back towards the two brothers who squirmed and looked very squeamish under her ice cold glare. "Come on in and close the door behind you. Mr. Piers and I have something very important to discuss with you."
It was then that he was revealed the horror that had taken placed when he was distracted. He was told the whole story. Of how these two came up with the scheme of sending their own 'assistant' to be hired by Sonia only to steal the Wishing Stars and then steal a..ancient sword?? That info would be made sense of later when Speaking to Hop. About how much danger and chaos they had put everyone in- How much danger they had put HOP in. AND VICTOR. AND Y/N! He could feel a rare case of anger bubble up along with his fear and he had to grip the fabric of his pants to help him keep composed in front of everyone and NOT fly into a rage fueled rant aimed at the two. He was told by Piers everything from you all helping everyone calm the dynamaxed pokemon, to how they were able to summon the two dog-like legendaries, how Victor ended up accidentally saving the day with his great ability to spot details (GREAT JOB, VICTOR!! He was so proud of him and Hop!), and to how these two and their accomplices snuck into Hammerlocke and were eventually arrested and brought here to face the ire of the Chairwoman for what they had done. Piers SWORE to him up and down that you three were alright and aside from some scares no damage was done to anyone which was a HUGE relief off his shoulders. But that still begged the question.
"So...What did you call me here for then?"
"I called you and Mr. Piers here because I only trust the strongest trainer in Galar and someone who helped stop them to help with carrying out their punishment." She gestured to nothing. "My hands are full, and with so little time to prepare for an important event such as this I can't waste any set backs. BOTH of you have already caused delays including even more damage to Hammerlocke's stadium!" She spat and they flinched scared under her gaze. "You don't think Galar's reputation being at stake is more important than stroking both your egos?! If you two had succeeded in doing what you set out to do it would've set back everything we've worked so hard to fix for the better! NOT to mention putting countless lives at risk! You two are lucky you came willingly and no one was hurt, otherwise I would've given you a much more severe punishment then what I'm about to initiate."
"A-A-And we are SO grateful for that!," Shielbert blurted out in a scared hurry looking towards his older brother. "Aren't we, Brother?"
Sordward quickly nodded in agreement, same fearful expression on his face. "Oh yes!! So, SO grateful! We are fully ready to atone for our crimes and promise to never ever do that again!"
"Oh yes! We swear to Arceus with that promise!"
She sighed. "Mr. Piers. Leon." She addressed them making both men look at her. "I know I'm asking a lot of you two to do this. I know it interferes with your planning and your town's supervision but this is a critical time and I am asking for your help with this."
"Of course. You know I can always help you."
"*sigh* I suppose ah could have Marn-Marn n' my boys look after things for a lil while longer if s' that important to ya."
She sighed relieved. "Thank you both so much. I promise I'll do all I can to make it up to you both." She then went back to that scowl and pointed at the two cowardly brothers. "From this day forward I shall be keeping a VERY close eye on the both of you, but since you're willing to cooperate, I'm willing to listen and compromise. In fact I already have a few things in mind about how you can make up to us."
"Oh yes! Do tell!" "We're willing to do anything!"
"I'm glad you say so because I have my eye on a few very good pieces of property you two can sign over as compensation!" Both froze..and seemed to pale even more as she suddenly did a 180 and smiled as sweet as a grandmother as she went off. "Oh yes! That giant megamall in down town Wyndon. I believe you own all the stores within it. It'll be so perfect!"
"....You want...o-our mall?"
She smiled so sickeningly sweet. "Mall? Oh no no. You mean the new and affordable Wyndon University Collage!" They paled more- "Oh! And that one nice looking building in Hulbury!"
"O-O-Our beach house!?"
"Oh no! Not a beach house! You must be mistaking it for the loading deck for freighter ships! We always needed a bigger one you know!" She hummed finger tapping her chin as she fake thought. "Now what was that place just a little ways from the collage? The one that stretched a good ways taking up space in the city and was near the park-"
"The W-Wyndon golf course!?....OUR golf course!?"
"Oh no! You're mistaking that for the new shelters and health centers and soup kitchens for people who really need that kind of helping hand!" She smiled wider at the two and Leon blinked as Piers snorted and the goth had to turn his head to snicker. Shoulders shaking in a rare display of laughter. "And I'm SO glad you two agreed to also help make amends to Sonia by donating a large sum of your salary to her research!" She tilted her head. "And it was SO nice of you both to offer to PAY for the building of all my new little fun projects too.~"
".....We did?"
"Oh ab-so-lutely.~" Her voice said with an undertone that made them pale more-
"PPPFFFTT!! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Piers couldn't hold back anymore and doubled over in his chair laughing and hugging his stomach and Leon couldn't help the amused look he was giving them both too.
"Hmm. But I think you boys still are forgetting something."
"....We are?"
"But of course. It wasn't very nice of you all to do such bad things and not even make amends to those you wronged. Hmm. What to do? What to do?" She then fake gasped and held up a finger. "I know! If you're so sorry, the best thing to do is go apologize to all those nice gym leaders and people you upset!"
...Shielbert gulped. "A-All o-of t-them?"
"All. Of. Them. Oh but you poor dears might get lost on your way. Don't worry. I'm sure these nice two young men would be happy to escort you. Then we can meet again to talk about those fun little projects I mentioned! Doesn't that sound like fun?~"
Piers by then was wheezing and threatening to fall out of his chair from their reaction but he didn't stop him from laughing. From there another long journey began. What he referred to as 'The Great Apologizing Spree'. Starting from Turffield then to Motostoke then to Hulbury first. Kabu and Nessa weren't too happy to have the two troublemakers made to apologize before them, Milo was probably the nicest one who accepted their apology. It was also then that Nessa decided to all of a sudden hitch a ride with them to discuss Victor of all things. Turns out she was interested in him the same way Kabu had been interested in making Gloria his successor. Victor's quick thinking and attention to details was something she was intrigued by. Hey! The more the merrier on their journey either way! Although there was still the matter of Victor not having too much confident in his battling skills. Unlike Gloria who had stage fright, Victor's issues was just a matter of self confidence. And unlike Gloria who could thrive and learn under hard training like with Kabu and Mustard's way of training their bodies, Victor was a more learning by observing and hard planning rather than doing and through intensive practice. A similarity he shared with Nessa, which is why she might've shown interest in taking him as a successor in the first place. He had an idea although he might not like it at first it seemed like a good idea. There was a special place he remembered, a town in the Crown Tundra. It'd be a good challenge for Victor, get him out of his comfort zone. Cold. He hated the cold but that might just what he needs to learn to steel his resolve, especially since there was so many things he could capture on camera there so he'd be determined to push harder to capture them in picture form. All it took was just stopping by a train station to pick up a pass on the way. Circhester, Stow-On-Side, Spikemuth- Piers ended up laughing hysterically when those two blokes literally dove behind Leon to hide from Bea as she went OFF on them. She always did have the attitude to back up her fighting skills. Poor Allister though. Then there was only two stops left. Postwick and Hammerlocke. Postwick first since it was closer and Nessa was getting anxious to meet Victor. Imagine Sonia and Ms. Magnolia's shock at seeing those two again. Well like Bea Magnolia sure had some choice words for the two before they were able to move on to find the lot of you. Firstly because he was legitimately worried and wanted to see all of you, secondly because Nessa waited long enough, and thirdly because he was anxious to get this long trip all over with. After this all he had to do was stop by Hammerlocke and cart these two off back to Wyndon. Sigh....Did he mention he still had a lot on his plate? He was SO relieved when he really did see that the three of you were ok and a lot happened during that visit of his. Turns out Sonia took on Hop as an apprentice, Victor accepted Nessa's offer of becoming her successor, Sonia got a new book to research, and you were doing just fine considering! Although he doubted you'd be traveling anywhere anytime soon. ...He uh...Also may or may not have mentioned something Magnolia was casually telling him about with Old Man Farmer Harry moving and wanting to sell his house and you mentioned wanting to find a place so obviously it was just a nice thing for him to do. Totally not because he was worried about you possibly leaving Galar! HAHAHA!! NOPE!! Absolutely not-....Ok. Maybe just a little bit but he couldn't explain why you possibly leaving but he would try to learn as soon as he could. A long trip to Hammerlocke and back to Wyndon later, and finally those two were off his hands and could further be dealt with by the Chairwoman. So now he could get back to planning for that tournament...
Right?
Papers shuffled against the desk late into the night as the moon had long since rose and the sun had set off the horizon. Nothing but the stars and moonlight giving any light to that world outside of them along with the warm breeze as summer was just going into it's last stage just approaching that year. She giggled just thinking about it. She would be taking her own trip soon to the Crown Tundra following a small hunch of hers. Perhaps she'd be able to see Victor while he was there. She'd make sure he was ok for Leon while she was there...Hmm. She wondered what Hop was up to at the Isle of Armor? She hoped he was getting those dynamax mushroom and nectar samples she sent him for and wasn't getting too distracted by anything. She was nearly finished preparing for her trip and hopefully she wouldn't come back with nothing from this trip-
Knock, knock, knock.
She paused as a sound echoed out through the otherwise silent lab and it caused the scientist to pause before blinking towards the door as more knocks came from it making her stand up. Someone was knocking at the lab door at this hour of the night? It must've been almost ten o' clock by now. Who'd be out at this time of night? And who'd be here at the lab of all places? Couldn't have been Hop. He wasn't even in Postwick and he would've called her if he was returning. And it couldn't have been her granny. She would've just walked in. So who- Again the knocks came so she got up and slowly walked to the door, and then she opened it, and she went to the door, and she opened it. And the professor was shocked at who exactly was on the other side. She was met with purple hair, gold eyes, and a worried expression on a familiar face.
"Leon!?"
"Uh. H-Hey Sonia," the champion greeted her with a soft look before pointing, "May I come in?"
She blinked. "Oh. Yeah." She stepped aside allowing him to walk in. "Come on in."
"Thank you..I'm..sorry If I came at a bad time-"
"Hey. It's alright." She said closing the door. "But Hop's not here right now. Or did you just get lost again?"
"Huh?" He blinked before holding up his hands. "Uh n-no. I didn't come here to really see anyone. Actually I um-...I-I'm kinda glad you're the only one here since I was hoping to talk to you actually."
She blinked and rose a brow looking him up and down before speaking. "You wanted to talk to me? Why? Is something wrong?"
"That's just it," he mumbled looking back down to the ground, "I don't know."
There was again another silence between them before Sonia sighed and gestured for Leon to follow her. "Sit down. I'll go get us some tea."
He did sit down near one of the desks as Sonia left and around ten minutes of him anxiously waiting later she returned with two cups of warm tea in her hands, handing one to him which he thanked her for before sitting across from the Champion silently. He sat there for a while looking at the cup in his hands.
"So. What brings you to the lab tonight?," Sonia asked finally breaking the tense silence between the two of them, "You must've had a really good reason if you didn't get lost this time."
He sighed. "That's just the thing! I don't know!" If he could've be would've let his head bang against the table with a groan as he closed his eyes and let it out. "Uuugh! I've been feeling...strange lately."
"Strange? In what ways?"
"In what ways?" he asked again and let go of the cup to move one of his hands around mindlessly. "I dunno. Like..My mind's all confused and muddled and once and a while my face would just burn up like i-it's on fire or something! And then I'd g-get embarrassed and start stuttering because I feel like I got butterfrees in my stomach."
Sonia listened and with each 'symptom' her face got more and more surprised and slightly concerned the more Leon spoke about it. "Really?" He nodded again feeling embarrassed without understanding again and in Sonia fashion the orange haired lady hummed and gazed at her own drink in thought for a moment. "..Have you thought that maybe all the stress with everything going on lately's been getting to you? Maybe you're just overworked and burnt out."
He shook his head. "Can't be. I'm not really feeling burnt out or stressed. Maybe a bit tired and annoyed but not that. Besides I'm used to taking on such a large amount of duties remember?"
"Ok. Maybe you're sick then? You mentioned your face burning up. Sounds like the signs of a fever to me."
After a moment he groaned again and the hat was snatched off his head to allow a hand to run through his thick purple locks. "Ggrraaagh!! No it's not that either! I don't know why it keeps happening but all these things keep happening to me only when I'm-...W-When I-I'm around-...Someone."
"...Someone? Could that 'someone' be sick then and you don't know?"
...He shook his head hand still holding it. "No. She's pretty healthy whenever I-I see her."
Sonia's eyes widened to the size of plates letting the silence fall pregnant for a good three minutes before she resumed her thinking face humming. "I see....Does any other symptoms pop up whenever you're around her?"
"I mean-...I-I guess."
"Could you describe them for me?"
He looked up surprised. "I mean..Yeah sure. If it'll help you figure out what's wrong with me."..He shrugged. "Other than what I said? ...W-Well like I said before it only happens when I'm around her..o-or thinking about her. I just feel so strange b-but not in a bad way if that even makes any sense! I just get so-...Weird! And it's s-starting to really worry me be-because I've never felt like this when I'm around anyone else." Gold eyes looked desperately at her. "Sonia, you're my oldest and smartest friend! If anyone could figure it out if would be you so t-that's why I came here! B-But if I'm being honest I s-still feel a bit embarrassed about having to come here a-and ask you."
"Mmm hmm. And uh when exactly did these 'symptoms' start happening around you two?"
He hissed through teeth. ''I-I don't know..I-I think maybe it started halfway through last year?? B-But lately i-ir's started to get a lot worse ever since we had a little-..." He still remembered how soft Y/n's lips we- "*AHEM!!* A l-little incident l-last Christmas!"
Sonia blinked at his sudden high pitched tone and the fact his face turned an embarrassed red in less than five seconds. It made both brows raise. "...An incident?" Leon felt himself gulp under her intense gaze as she narrowed her eyes and leaned across the table to stare him down. "And what kind of 'incident' was this Leon?"
...he gulped down feeling like it was trying to swallow a lump of frozen cactus in his throat. "HAHA!! S-S-So funny story! L-Last Christmas we were j-just c-c-casually hanging out as JUST FRIENDS!! ONLY FRIENDS!! B-But then she slipped o-on some ice a-a-and I caught h-her but then I slipped and I uh...he winced..W-Well...I uh.." He shrunk, body curling in on himself the longer Sonia's piercing gaze stared right through him. "I-...M-Might have hit her mouth..wi-with m-m-my face-
"You kissed someone?"
What followed was Leon giving off a noise sounding something between a wet meowth's screech and a started stantler bleat startling the scientist for a minute. "W-W-WHAT!? NO!!" He shouted WAY too quickly!! "...I-I mean n-no! I didn't-...We didn't-...I-IT WASN'T A KISS, SONIA!!"
"Did your lips touch hers?"
"Um..W-Well I mean-"
"And you're 'symptoms' have been worse since it happened?"
"Maybe there was a bit of an-"
"Then it's simple. You obviously have the hots for someone and you're totally embarrassed you kissed her."
Another meowth-stantler bleat- "S-S-SONIA!! D-DON'T SAY IT LIKE THAT!!"
"Why not? That's obviously what's going on, you just couldn't see it. Y'know that's another thing you and Hop have in common."
"I just- ..You are-...I didn't-...RRRRR!!!" His red face was introduced to the inside of his hat as he loudly gave off a flustered yell. "I-I came so you could help me figure out what's wrong with me! Not t-t-tease me like we both kids again!"
"Leon. I'm not teasing you. Far from it."...He slowly looked up to give her a deadpanned look but she seriously shook her head and smiled. "I'm really not. In fact it's honestly really sweet you like someone! That isn't something to be ashamed about."
"Hmph! I b-beg to differ. Y/n's just a friend-"
"*GASP!!*" Her eyes widened again as she stared at him and he immediately wanted to slap himself- "You like Y/n!!" Her eyes got even WIDER!! "YOU TWO KISSED!?"
"ARCEUS SONIA BE QUIET!!", he shouted back in a panic, "I-I don't need all of Postwick awake for that!!"
"Sorry," she apologized but that didn't stop her surprised look, "But you like Y/n!? I never would've expected that!" he groaned and went to re-hide his fa- "Hey, hey, hey! There's nothing wrong with liking her, Lee!" She assured him quickly. "Y/n's a really nice person! I just never would've expected you to like her."
"Yeah? Well that makes t-two of us," he mumbled. He...LIKED you? Like..THAT!? NO WAY!! T-There's just no possible way he could..Right? But then again, Sonia's a girl and she's really smart so if she says so then maybe there's a chance he could "UGH!!" He facepalmed himself. "Well what do I do now!?"
"Just talked to her."
Another pokemon noise- "WHAT!?" He gawked at her like she had suddenly grown another head. "ABSOLUTELY NOT!!"
"Why not? You can't just keep letting this eat you up like this. Talking to her would help clear up the air between you two and make you feel better. Who knows? Maybe she even feels the same way."
"WHAT!? No way-"
"You can't say that when you DON'T know," she interrupted him, "Did you even ask her?"
"I-..*sigh* Well no. She never brought up the ki-..Incident so I fi-figured she didn't want to-to talk about it anymore or just forgot i-it even happened."
"Or maybe she does feel the same way but you're disregarding that." he remained silent and she sighed. "You came to me for help. My advice is to just talk to her. She's not a bad person and I'm sure she'd understand. But it's up to you to do whatever with the advice I gave you." She smiled. "I'm sure you'll make the right choice though. Just think it over."
Well he DID think it over. A lot. He had a lot of time to. When he was planning the tournament he thought about it. When he was doing favors for the Chairwoman he thought about it. When he was finished and the Chairwoman wanted him to personally deliver all the invites to everyone he thought about it. When he went to Postwick to deliver his family's and friends' invites he thought about it. When he didn't find you at his house and was surprised to have learnt you moved into Old Man Harry's old house he thought about it. When he walked to your new house he thought about it. When he knocked on your door he thought about it. When you answered he thought about it. When you blinked surprised to see him he thought about it.
"Leon?"
"Um...H-Hi, Y/n. Sorry to drop in unannounced like this b-but can I come in. There's uh...something I'd like to talk to you about."
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Traumas at the Commonwealth
This is the third part of a series of fics im writing lately, the order will be:
Volver a tener algo
Addicted to Chems
And this one, Traumas at the Commonwealth
Since im in a rampage writing with this new ship I want to make some announcements
If you are very very very delighted with one fic and want a continuation I didnât write or post you can donate me at least $5 bucks, most of this fics have next chapters I donât finish because lack of motivation but hey a $5 is a $5, I see a few reviews and coments that fics that are abandoned months laters receive coments of wanting to know what happends next. Here it is, I finished my handling with you all, enjoy the fic
 Traumas.
OneâŚtwoâŚput a third on my tab. He didnât have enough with his service on the war, Nate wake up after the apocalypse to collect a few more of course.
After menacing elder Maxson to kill himself if anything happens to Danse, both were spared, well, one exiled, the other one on watch but technically spared, to protect his now boyfriend the vault man lead the way the most far as possible from brotherhood members, he didnât want anyone to see them around, so they head to the south to do some works for the MinutemensâŚand the east to find some robot of the mechanist butâŚit wasnât enough, there was brotherhoods patrols anywere and even not wanting it Nate was a star, and absolutely interest man for so many people in the Commonwealth
General of the Minuteman, Paladin of the Brotherhood of SteelâŚFather of FatherâŚoh my god his son was waiting for him to show up in the institute after deliverating helping the brotherhood to make a weapon to destroy themâŚhis dying in cancer sonâŚNate was so afraid to confront his freacking 60 years old cancer father-sonâŚhe cant deal with this.
It was so hard to deal with his, to survive just to get this fucking poor results, to kill, and fight, and learn, and walk, and travel, and discover, and search to get revenge of his wife and get his son back just toâŚget such disappointmentâŚyes he found Shaun butâŚit was nothing like he expectedâŚand Shaun cant help loving him back, the 60 year old man cant love back a father he never take the time to meetâŚsure, he wanted to give something to his father, a gift, a right, something in exchange for all the pain and suffering he went just for him waking up in the Commonwealth, the vault man deserved it after fighthing so much but it wasnât what Nate wantedâŚbut at this point, it was the only thing he can give to his dadâŚNate and Shaun werenât in the same syntonyâŚhe didnât know if Shaun cant love anything but surely his priorities werenât loving back a  man almost half his ageâŚboth were fighting for different thingsâŚ
With heavy footsteps Nate remember the first day after he left Santuary to look for Shaun, not so far in the forest there was the corpse of a young lady with a note, there she explained that her parents kicked her for being pregnant from the wrong guy but she will manage no matter whatâŚwell Nate managed to get Shaun back and Shaun managed the Institute toâŚcontrol the CommonwealthâŚand save the human kind?
The new paladin sighted, getting off old Danse power armor in a position that was a side to the bed in front of him, taking a moment outside to look and let his sight rest form the view of the helmet, making his eyes look to something real.
He was so tired of everything.
Never never never ever crossed his mind a thought of running when he was on service pre-war when things got rought, he see so many people on his squad die, help so many people on the nursery to try to save them, do the impossible to find items to help a doctor to save somebody, do the imaginable to help a soldier in distress in the fieldâŚbut the Commonwealth and his horrors were crushing his mindâŚlife wasâŚso easy back thenâŚthe memory of a dirty precarious tent with people getting infections on a dirty matress while doctors do everything in their hands with poor equipment to save a leg of a artery hit with a bullet was a piece of cake compared toâŚthisâŚ
Right now, they were at Nuka-WorldâŚthatâs enough settingâŚ
Yeah lets go to Nuka-World they saidâŚit would be fun they saidâŚlets scape from the brotherhood so they donât kill my boyfriendâŚlets scape from my responsabilities from a bitâŚlets run away from my son mad at me for not helping him to commitâŚthings likely to happened in a dictatorship government...lets fucking to somewherelse no matter wereâŚand here they areâŚ
Danse looked at him, lately, Nate lost a bit ofâŚsparkleâŚnot like he was a very positive and enthusiastic man, he was still amazing and so powerfull and now is the leader of 3 gangs of different types of raiders so thatâs impressive butâŚDanse figured out that Nate needed some time to be the same man again andâŚits only getting worse âBussy day hu? âthe vault man only give him a small smile, still standing looking tired at his power armor.
Yeah well Danse was unsure of what they were doing here, Nate said he wanted to come here since he get the news on his pip-boy radio but he catched up the hint that he wanted toâŚscapeâŚto keep him safeâŚmake him disappear from the brotherhood radio for a whileâŚunfortunetly Nate was the most looked man in the Commonwealth so the timing wasnât exactly goodâŚbetter take this as a vacationâŚa small oneâŚmaybe if they are away from everything nothing will explode in their absenceâŚlately Nate seemed pretty important for everybody, vital, essentialâŚit wasnât the most liable thing to do run away from the Commonwealth like that butâŚhe can see on his face that he needed the time.
He wasnât the same since the first day he went on the Institute, that day changed him.
-I didnât see any shower
-Or running water âDanse looked around the âapartmentâ, there was no windowsâŚit was windy and the night made everything colder, sure, on the noon it was nice because the sun hit directly but at nightâŚ-Are you sure you want to sleep here? We are a very vulnerable position
No shit Sherlock theres no windows or walls around, and we are trapped in a park of super psychos, people that literally tricks people to come here and die for fun! Nate put his hands of his face, resting a bit, closing his eyes.
-I sleep at worst placesâŚand theres a king-size bedâŚthey are rare to seeâŚto bad the matress looks like somebody died there âthat actually probably happened-but iâŚI need the restâŚ
-You are putting a lot of confidence in this people after what we see today âDanse was genuinely worried about being around this park of psycos, they were sheeps trapped in a pack of hungry, lusted and drugged wolfsâŚ
Well, Nate was a Yao-Guai compared to them but still.
The new paladin sit on the bed, touching a bit to see if there was any rusted spring that could hurt him, then, touched the other matress, not apparently. Cool. So he went down and lay, making sings in the other matress for Danse to lay.
-Im the leader now. Get off the power armor and sleep with me, I already hide my fusion core
-No way im sleeping here with those crazy people around, ill make a watch for the night if you need it
Nate make his voice more deeper, annoyed
-Come to sleep Danse âsluddenly, the man understand, Danse went off his power armor, parking it in front of them in the bed, giving Nate the fusion core and then laying next to him. Gosh the smell of the matress was about to make him gag.
Once they were looking one to another, Nate grab him by the latex suit and whisper to him in the earâIm sorry, I know I said a lot of strange things today that you didnât like, I just making my best effort to blend in here, not used to be a motherfucker u now? It doesnât come naturally for me
Since Nate comeback from the Institute, he went full paranoid, thinking there was spies everywhere, apparently, and even with being a synth, he trusted him toâŚtalk about certain subjects, selected subjects, very well thinked subjects, but he will do it on almost inaudibles whispers.
-I know you werenât really threatening people, donât worry
-Just fitting to check on how things are going aroundâŚ-Its not like he was planning on making genocide on the three raiders factions just because they were raiders and they deserved it but if they get enough on his nervesâŚand Danse wouldnt precisely judge him about it, they were raidersâŚthat keep slavesâŚ
-I understand, it just it sounds wrong coming from you, donât worry âNate smiled a bit, he wasnât planning nothing yet, it was just the first day after fucking failing in the GauletâŚ
He see a lot of thisâŚraiders death laberynths, the mans should be artist or designers, such a creativity for immersive experienciesâŚthere was a lot of this fucked up places around the Commonwealth, with recently dead people, decomposing corpses, heads on pickes, walls full of blood or gust from an explosionâŚbut he was inside this one for a very extended period of time and see so much death with no fucking reasonâŚcrave on his head badlyâŚ
It makes his head spin in headches and sucked off his energy to liveâŚ.hard to watchâŚdifficult to let it pass in his mindâŚ
Not like he trusted his sleeping ass in this place full of rapist but the images are really messing with his headâŚ
-I see what ill do in the morning, this people are living here apparently for a year, I donât think a night is that much riskâŚ-Nisha, the leader of the Disiples make a rule for his followers that really craved into his heart: not let anyone find outâŚI mean only 8hs are a lot in that crazy town if you hear that and see heads on pikes every 10 meters but stillâŚthe imagesâŚ
AhâŚjust bellow this bed he enter a door and the first thing he see is his foot over a pool of dirty water and bloodâŚthe place of that people werenât different at allâŚbodies everywhereâŚlimbs for decorationâŚslaves⌠living people  Nate cant save right nowâŚheads on pikesâŚon strange art games and representationsâŚpools of guts and broken fleshâŚand the smellâŚthe hedor of rot and decompositionâŚthat people surely are cannivals, he didnât see it today butâŚhe didnât find today a religious reason for that so there most be something more primal, more���fucked upâŚ
He didnât save that slaves today, Nate hoped tomorrow wasnât too late.
-Want me to watch for the night? I donât trust anybody here
They keep whispering, for safety.
-No, watch your words and manners, raiders areâŚspecialâŚvery very susceptible to be judged as you see with Gale, if they see you from the windows not being chill they are going to be upset that you donât trust your ass sleepingâŚlest blendâŚwe are on a cageâŚwe need to pretend we are also like them
-With no boundaries and with a fetish bloodlust
-Not to mention the trauma with power roleplay
Well he wasnât going to beâŚvisible on watch but wasnât going to sleep eitherâŚSince Danse became aware he was a synth lately he was thinkingâŚdoes he really needs to sleep? Yeah, his body might be very human, fleshy, fresh and real, like a person butâŚif his brain can become deactivated with just a single code he didnât knowâŚmeans that some process on his head were programmed to be robotic and others to be organicâŚwhat about the sleep then? Did he really needed it? It was something he do his whole life because his body thinked it was human and it is a human need? Now he is aware he is a robotâŚhe can change his body and habits to his new nature?...
Lately, Danse was thinking and that, sleeping less everynight, luckily tonight he can stay awake, protect his boyfriend and not compromise his doubtful mental health for the morningâŚmaybe he can stop sleeping at all with no repercusions over time!
-Anyway im just asking youâŚtimeâŚto figure this outâŚ-the new paladin needed to shut his brain down, or the thought of the slaves he see down this damn apartment will stick with him the next 8 hours
-Again, donât worry
-Sorry for bringing you here
-Im glad im here to watch your back
-Thoose laser turrents are hard to break man! âNate finally posed his head over the dirty staw pillowâŚand he feeled it so disgusting against his neck and hair that he trow it to the window, frustrated and angry.
He really really hated sleeping in disgusting places.
The only good thing about the Institute were the clean sheets and matress to sleep.
And then went to close his eyes and sleep over his arm, trying to shut down his mind for a couple hours.
Danse watched him sleep, sleep bad, body atching from the cold of the night, there wasnât a sheet or anything to cover and it was cold up thereâŚnow he was aware of his synth condition he was thinking about the temperaturesâŚif he didnât think about itâŚif he forget itâŚhis mind didnât actuallyâŚbut it surely must affect to the human composition of his bodyâŚNate had a friend in the Railroad who is a synth of his same generationâŚmaybe he should ask him about this stuffâŚthe more he can abandon his human flaws the more he can serve and protect NateâŚwell not right now he cant transform into a stove but he wouldnât die of hypothermiaâŚoh damn but Nate would! At thinking on him waking up tomorrow sick from cold Danse went up to make a fire, there was a kitchenâŚand some blowtorchsâŚand oilâŚhe can make a fire somewhere, at least in a bucket to keep it close to the bed!
Sure he should pay attention that nothing gets on fire since the furniture around them was wood but no problem, better that than leave Nate froze to death!
Danse went up the bed, seeing him shake and move a lot in his sleep, pretty uncomfortableâŚand started searching for things to make a small fireâŚ
Looking around the apartment he found a steel bucketâŚsome pieces of a wooden furniture andâŚwhere the hell where the matches? Or something to blow up a fire! Danse knew he saw somewhere a blowtorch! Or maybe Nate used it to fix his old power armor before? Damnit!
But with his attention focus on the otherside of the apparment Danse loose his sight from Nate, who called his attention with a growl of effort and agitation afterâŚtaking some chems.
-Goddammit Nate! âsaid Danse frustrated trowing the bucket to the ground calling his attention with the sound, Nate went to look at him ashamed, he knew that Danse hated when he take drugs, especially when he catched it
-Sorry, couldnât sleep, keep having nightmares âThe ex paladin take a moment to look at his eyes with the moonlight, ok he had watery eyes because of the drugs orâŚsomething else?
-A soldier doesnât need that crap to keep moving forward, leave it âNate looked to other side, sure he didnât want to disappoint Danse who was actually very pissed with the fact that sometimes his habits of consume are more stronger toâŚfreacking avoid doing it when Danse is around butâŚ
Again, Nate was a different person until he went to the Institute.
-I keep seeing piles of bodies âwhen he heard that, Danse exhaled frustrated and went back to the bed, sitting and opening his arms, Nate didnât want to speak here loud and right now needed to be heard by only him.
It wasnât good exactly that he had to run to please his needy breakdowns but they were in a very delicate position in enemy territoryâŚbetter now have spies hearing thisâŚweak conversationâŚ
-In nightmares? âask Danse, Nate went down to get on his legs and hug himâŚ
-NoâŚvivid memoriesâŚat the DisiplesâŚjust down hereâŚtheres a wall with exploded gutsâŚtheres a hedor so strong to human deathâŚtheres living people waiting for their deathâŚ-Nate was shivering, Danse was worried
-Are you afraid? ânever had see him like that beforeâŚthe indestructible man that hours before was taking down a raider lider in a indestructible power armor
-NoâŚwe can take them downâŚwe did that kind of things beforeâŚbut this isâŚsadism for free-Nate feel a cold shiver down his spine at remembering that maniqui kissing a head with the spine still attached-is much worse that sadism isâŚ
-An abomination, I know âDanse also had that distruptibe feelings when he see a few hours ago that pile of human rest, stocked in the ground like dirty clothes
-You know im not sensitive
-I know, you have seen a lot
-But I step on a piece of human jaw for accident and I still feel against my boot the teeths on it, its like that person is chewing my foot sleeping for not killing them all in a rampageâŚbecause they deserve it
-What does this have to do with drugs? What did you even take this time?
-Day tripper, I need to light up my head a bitâŚblurry my thoughts and visionâŚif I cant focus on images Ill donât know if whats crossing my mind is a torax or a cakeâŚ-Danse pressed and jerk a bit his hair, lightly, still, he understanded but he cant âunderstandâ Nate and let him destroy himself with drugs, so it was his role to be upset that he takes chemsâŚeven if now seemedâŚnecessaryâŚagain, seemed, not like it wasâŚ
-I saw it too you know
-It can break my limit sometimesâŚim not indestructibleâŚ-yes âyou seem like it Nateâ Danse thought caressing his hair.
-Im hereâŚ
-I know
-I thought you were freezing, go up to start a fire and put it near to you
-Thatâs a good idea, I was a bit cold tooâŚbut thatâs not the reason I wake upâŚit wasâŚreally vividâŚ-Nate wasnât crying but the trauma of that experiences were making his chest feel really thight, hurting, eyes watering because of the effort to not breakdownâŚ
That was the Commonwealth for him, the filthiest placer everâŚand he wasnât a wall, his mind can break with horror sometimesâŚnot necessary fearâŚbutâŚthe horrors of this kind of situationsâŚmessed up his thoughts.
Not in the war he saw this kind ofâŚsavage unnecessary behavior from human to humanâŚ
-Let me start that fire, it will help, were did you leave that blowtorch?
-Probably next to the power armor stand âstupid, why didnât he think of that before âthat people craves hearts from a still living human chest like nothingâŚ-Nate chest was going up and down breathing hard at the memoriesâŚ
-I understand âNate wasnt afraid that anything could happened to him, he was just horrified this situation, the pain never stop-im going to say something awfull butâŚim glad you are able to feel this ways about this things sometimesâŚmost of the time you donât, and its practical and professional but its necessary to not let this pass this alwaysâŚ
Nate understanded Danse point of view, still, he didnât want to feel this pain, he can awknocleg something bad and not be necessary affected by it to the point to feel all that loosen lives haunt him on his sleep like it was his fault that the world turned into hell 200 years ago
At not hearing a response for hisâŚunfortunate comment Danse went up to take the bucket and make that fire, once he left the bucket next to him, away enough from the wood furniture, the blowtorch needed a pair of minutes to sucesfully mantein a low fire on the wood cropped pieces and not catch a big fire.
A few minutes passed until around the bed started to feel a bit bit bit warmer, making Nate groan relaxed, now his toes werenât freezing atching inside his hard boots, that was a relief.
-Thanks for being at my side âonce Danse lay again on the bed he hear that from Nate, making him smile- I had this moments before butâŚDogmeat doesnât confort the same about this dilemasâŚ
-I know its hard for you, donât worry, im here âthe ex paladin put his hand over Nates cheek, seeing him smile, still with water eyes but with his chest moving way more calm than before.
-I love you âdespite everything the new paladin was glad he take Danse with him, taking him out of the brotherhood chasing him
-Sleep babe, love you too.
Tomorrow they will find a way to get energy and water back, they werenât going to wake up nice sleeping in that shitty matress, and it was a difficult day.
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Gestator Program
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A year after first contact, the Xerxes pled their case for the UN. Their people were dying, their females were near extinct and while the males of the humanoid species were making do, it would be half a decade before their people were completely gone. So they began looking towards the humans. The human population only had an infinitesmally small amount of women compatible to be their fat, swollen breeders, but despite that, they had a plan.
In return for trading their FTL technology and rapid harvest tech, the UN would open a volunteer program foe Earthâs women to become the Xerxes surrogates.
One such women was Sarah Masters, a Canadian mother of ten wonderful children. She was what she would describe as a pregnancy addict, and had been a successful surrogate for four wonderful families sheâd been more than happy to grow their babies for, and Sarah wanted nothing more than to be pregnant for as long as her hyper-fertile body would allow. Her husband, Percy had been cautious but Sarah found no reason not to be generous. The Xerxes were a pacifist species and she found herself aching for their plight.
They were visited by the UN doctor for implantation on a hot summerâs day and found Sarah nursing their twins, Percy corralling the younger kids as she hugged her children. âGood morning, Iâm Dr Lianne Hampshire, from the UN?â She greeted over the fence, and Sarah bounced up, still getting used to her postpartum weight. âOh yes, please come on in!â She greeted, unlocking the gate.
âYouâve got a beautiful family here.â Dr Hampshire commented. Sarah beamed. âThank you very much! We slowed down for a while so I could focus on surrogacy but we want our family to be a lot bigger. We can afford it after all.â Sarah, thanks to her job was very wealthy, allowing her to work from home to be with her children. âWell you guys are gonna be getting even wealthier thanks to this program.â Dr Hampshire commented. âIf you remember rightly from when you signed up, the UN is offering a frankly massive two million per baby, and youâre going to be expected to be carrying at least four.â
Sarah and Percy let Dr Hampshire sit down and Sarah leaned forward eagerly. âSo, are the rumours true?â Dr Hampshire wondered what sheâd heard, deciding to fish a little. âWhat rumours?â Sarah could barely contain herself. âThat being pregnant with these aliens might make me a ball!â She seemed elated by the prospect, which was indeed true, but Dr Hampshire was surprised someone might want a fate like that. âW-well yes, but why are you so eager for it?â
Sarah was embarrassed by revealing it, but with Percy by her side, she felt confident enough. âIâve always had an, um, inflation kink. Given the obvious pregnancy kink, you can imagine those two sort of blend together.â
Lianne blinked. "Wait really? You.. you wanna be that big?â
âYeah! Itâs this weird thing, I wanna be this big ball of life, teeming with it. I wanna be a vessel, I canât stomach the thought of being empty and I just feel right using my womb like this.â She explains. Lianna gapes, the thought of it once been unthinkable to her now was now replaying in her head, and she found the idea of this maternal, engorged mama blowing up a fantasy that was now stuck.
âWould I be able to check in on you guys for your first Xerxes?â She asked curiously. Sarah grinned. âOf course! The more the merrier, and I wouldnât blame you for joining in.â She winked. Liannaâs cheeks went hot and she squeaked. âU-Uh, you guys have a good day, the donor should be around any day now!â
Lianna scurried off, and Peter hugged his wife. âHoly shit, weâre gonna do it!â Sarah was overjoyed too, hugging him tight, her breasts pressing into him. âBut are you SURE youâre okay with me being bred by another man?â She was scared about that aspect, she wasnât sure whether it would build jealousy, whether it would cause them tension.
âBaby, I will love you even if you carry the Antichrist, weâve wanted you big and round for years now, and this is your chance. I want you to be the fattest and most fertile you can be.â Sarahâs eyes watered, kissing him and taking in all of him, pushing him down into the sofa.
They had a knock on the door not an hour later and they opened the door to this feline-like man, cat like bone ears rising up from the sides of his head, black sclera and little canines jutting out of his mouth, just as strong and muscled as Peter. Sarah salivated, this alien man was an absolute hunk. âMy name is Fa-Enri.â The man stated for the record, staring down at this human woman, who was much shorter than both her partner and him. This was going to be fun.
âIâm Sarah, and this is Peter. Thank you so much for agreeing to do this!â
âThe survival of my species depends on it.â He stated thoroughly. âIf we are to do this, you may keep some of the babies if you may feel it, but we will take the majority.â He negotiated as per the contract. Sarahâs heart hurt a little at the thought she couldnât keep every baby, but she was a surrogate, she could do this professionally. âOf course! If I can ask why arenât your women suited to this?â
âHuman women are way more suited than our females because our females cannot handle the way their bodies grow during pregnancy and they give burst, popping when our children are done growing. We caused such a crisis with our fertility that men outgrew the numbers of women and others refused to have kids. And only a few women on Earth every generation can carry our seed. I am honoured to be in your presence.â
Sarah gasped. She could imagine how it must have been, and brought this huge alien man in for a hug. âWell youâre always welcome around to see how your babies are doing.â
Fa-Enri froze. He hadnât felt an embrace like this in a long time, and a warmth heâd forgotten grew in his chest, trying to hold back tears as he hugged back. Peter noticed and softened. He could call this man a friend, could trust him with his wife. âSo how does this work? The kids are all doing their own stuff if youâre worried about that.â
âIt works like regular sex for your species, but I will be implanting multiple long lasting chemicals into your wifeâs womb which will keep her permanently pregnant, and she will always remain youthful. Her safety will be fully taken into account, but be warned I am huge for a human womanâs size.â
They retreated to the bedroom, and Sarah quickly stripped down. Her postpartum belly was on show, her breasts once again engorged with milk. âPlease.â She begged. âPump me full, make me pregnant forever, make me a baby mama to your alien brood.â
Fa-Enri wasted no time in getting undressed, and Sarah gasped at the size of it. It was as big as Peterâs thick, grey and throbbing. âOh, wow.â She leaned down on the bed, starting to massage the hard base, pumping up and down. âMmmm⌠keep going.â He orders. Sarah continues her ministrations, her imagination straying to how big sheâd be, how maternal she was about to feel. âPlease make me a mommy again.â She pleaded.
âAll in time Sarah.â Fa-Enri murmured, amazed at how this woman was making him feel. âKeep going.â He ordered, so she did, and once he felt warmed up enough, he shoved her back on the bed. She squealed, opening her legs. âYou know how beautiful you are?â Fa-Enri growled in her ear, pinning her to the bed by her arms. âTell me,â She requests. Fa-Enri kisses her neck, moving his grip down from her arms, under her shoulders, trailing to her breasts.
âYour breasts are like that of milk tanks, you provide such good nourishment for your children,â He tells her. âYouâre going to be such a good mother to my children, and Peter will be such a good partner to you.â Sarahâs breathing is shallow and quick, his words dampen her cunt within moments, quivering, ready for him. Heâs slow and teasing at her lips, his cockhead at her entrance. âI want to be a partner with you. I want to love you and Peter like you love each other, and you will grow so ripe with our children itâll be like you were never empty to start with.â That last sentence overrode any sensible thought in her brain.
âOh, fuck! Enri, fuck me!â She begged. He was quick to oblige, slipping into her dripping sex and shoving into her up to his hilt. âOh!â Sarah bounced atop his cock, shifting her weight onto him entirely. He thrusted into her, burying himself as deep inside her as possible. Her clit throbbed as his cock pressed against it, she couldnât believe how hard he felt inside her, and she wanted more. âGod, Enri, youâre huge.â She moaned.
âOnly for you.â He purred, his chest thrumming against hers. The arousal was so much that her breasts had begun to let down, trickling milk. Enriâs heart raced, tentatively leaning down to suckle. âAh-Enri!â Sarah whined. Again and again he bucked, pistoning in and out of her, her fat motherly thighs jiggling with each motion, her teats dripping as he drank from them, lapping at them and suckling. She groped her belly, bouncing faster.
She clamped around him, causing Enri to groan amidst his drinking. âSo milky, so good Sarah, gonna make such a good mother.â Fa-Enri growled, causing her to gush around his cock. He grunted, the duo building closer to orgasm together, her belly beginning to bloat with the sheer amount of cum he was pumping into her.
Their movements grew more frantic, more feverish. âEnri, Enri, Enri!â She moaned.
Enri suckled, then got up and wiped his mouth. He continued pumping into her, his hands sliding up and down her belly as if willing it to grow. He rubbed the soft, fat chub and rubbed her belly up into her boobs, enjoying how wet she was for him. âSarah, good girl, good breeder.â His words caused her brain to go blank for a moment, eyes rolling up in her head before she came back to sentience. âEnri, Enri!â The tension built up and both were at their bursting point.
âSarah!â The pair came together with twin screams, and they watched as Sarahâs belly started to bloat almost instantaneously. âOh my God!â Her belly ballooned past the potbelly stage, her breasts jumping up a size. Enri moved back as her gut expanded again, inching out and ballooning her hips. Her nipples, already pinkie-sized grew to be the circumference of a thumb, brown and gushing milk, her belly-button popping as she came to full term, slowing to a stop just as quick as sheâd started.
âOh my god! Am I gonna give birth already? So quick, wow!â She marvelled, until Enri set the record straight. âYouâve only just been seeded, you have a full year of pregnancy before you give birth to your first clutch, and I canât wait to see how you grow.â He enthused, rubbing her bump.
She waddled out and Peter gawped at the size of her. âHoly shit babe, youâre huge already! Congrats!â He held up his hand to high-five Enri, who tilted his head. âEarth custom.â Peter explained. âPeople high five when they celebrate something.â Enri high-fived him and the trio, once clothed headed back outside. She rubbed her gargantuan belly as they sat down to discuss their new dynamic.
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Lianna checked in just four days later and could see Sarah from all the way up the street. âLianna!â The very pregnant woman heaved her way towards her, and attempted to hug her round the very, very crammed belly that was stuffed in her face. Lianna could barely process it but the big, thick popped belly-button currently jabbing into her belly was proof enough. âSarah, youâre gonna pop!â
âIâm not gonna pop silly, Enri made sure of that!â The pregnant woman looked akin to a woman about to pop with four babies, and her breasts had become twin zeppelins made for making milk, sloshing audibly from where Lianna stood across from her. âSarah, you need to sit!â Lianna made Sarah sit down and stared at the belly in front of her.
âH-how this quick? Iâd heard they gestate fast but this is four days, Sarah!â Sarah grinned. âI know right? Iâm growing so big, so fast, Enri says Iâll be a ball within the next five!â
Lianna rubbed her belly, in awe of it. This huge globe had expanded so much in just a few days and it was.. attractive. âBabies growing steadily, but howâs the bond between you guys?â
âOh itâs great! Enriâs fit right in, and you know weâre both bisexual, and we were both immediately attracted to him, so weâve both had some fun with him!â Sarah gossiped. It was the most normal conversation Lianna had in months and she found herself leaning into it. Sarahâs belly seemed to thrum with life and jumped out another inch right in front of her eyes, but Sarah seemed unconcerned.
âYou like my belly?â Sarah grinned. âItâs a great one, just so you know.â She moved forward and leaned in, pressing her breasts against Lianna. âI bet my breasts feel even better.â She probed. Lianna blue-screened for a moment, wondering if this was really happening, then leaned in and kissed her. Right there on her porch bench, the two women started furiously gripping each other, Sarah pushing herself on top of Lianna. âDo I feel alright on you?â Liana asked.
âYou feel amazing!â Lianna gasped, grinding her hips into Sarah. Sarah moaned, fingers working at the blouse Lianna was wearing. âCâmon Lianna, fuck me, fuck my big pregnant belly.â She took a look at Liannaâs pert pink breasts and leaned down, stimulating them with little pinches. âOh!â Lianna bucked, electric shocks of arousal shooting down her spine, locking her legs around Sarahâs back, holding her hands. âMore, more Sar.â She begged, and Sarah was more than happy to oblige.
The two continued to explore each otherâs bodies, Lianna pinned under the pregnant weight of Sara. âSo beautiful, so full of babies.â Lianna murmured to Sarah. Sarah whimpered as Liannaâs sex rubbed against hers, wishing she could reach her clit, the chubby preggo jiggling in every way as Liannaâs hands roamed to Sarahâs ass, squeezing.
âOh!â Sarah was in bliss, Liannaâs hands groping and heaving the fat cheeks sheâd developed from fourteen years of motherhood. âIâm such a fat MILF, such a swollen breeder.â
âYouâre so fucking pregnant.â Lianna agreed. âCarrying alien babies like the good swollen slut you are.â Sarah came and Lianna continued to work her. The two women were building up to orgasm and they could hear movement inside. Sarah peeked into the window and grinned. âMy boys are watching us.â She told Lianna. Lianna whimpered. âThen letâs give them a show.â She picked up the pace, manhandling Sarah as best she could, bouncing her atop her own dripping cunt, and the two women rode waves of arousal like they were professional surfers, grinding and heaving.
âOh, oh, oh!â Sarah and Lianna came at the same time, milk dripping down Sarahâs belly as the woman collapsed on top of Lianna, her breasts flying in Liannaâs face, not that she was complaining. âStay with us?â Sarah offered after a while of cuddling.
âI..I think Iâd like that.â Lianna agreed.
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By day seven Sarah had gained over five hundred pounds, sheâd become this utter blimp of a woman who could barely move a muscle without a spasm making her cum, and she was fully into giving in to the hedonism of her pregnancy. She was consuming hundreds of calories a day and now her new diet consisted of gain shakes and countless unhealthy foods, bolstering her strength until she was self-sustaining.
She waddled about the house, her giant belly pressing into things when Peter and Enri, now dubbed Ben thanks to waiting a more Terran sounding name, wandered out from the bedroom, Peter not walking straight and flushed. âHey babe.â Peter murmured shakily, and Sarah grinned. âYou treat us so well Ben.â
âOnly the best for my two best babes.â He told them, squeezing Peterâs ass. âI still have stamina if you wanna go for round two.â Sarah shrugged. âActually I could go for a quiet day of cuddling and bonding.â She was half-joking about that, but Ben took her at her word anyway. âThen Iâm gonna go make you some pizzas, you wanna join?â
âHell yeah!â Sarah heaved her way towards the kitchen, stopping when her hips became stuck in the door.â Not that I donât love this but can I get some help?â She really wanted pizza. Her boys turned around and each grabbed hold of an arm. âI gotchu too.â Liannaâs voice came from behind. âI heard pizza and came running.â She admitted. Sarah moaned as Lianna pushed on her ass, her hips budging through bit by bit. âHarder, harder!â She cried out, Lianna was all too happy to oblige, and as she popped free of the door, Peter caught her by her breasts, stopping her from tipping over.
âThatâs so hot.â Ben told them. Sarah giggled and sat down, watching as they prepared the ingredients.
They cooked all afternoon, only stopping when Lianna threw some flour onto Peterâs hair and grinned. âOh, Iâm getting you back for that!â He cheered, chasing her round the kitchen as she squealed. The kids joined in and as Ben worked on corralling them Sarah took stock of her life and suddenly thought just how grateful she was for her current life.
She shrieked, laughing as she too got some flower on her, struggling to reach for Lianna when Ben, whoâd finally gotten all the kids to do their homework pressed her into Sarahâs belly. âOoh, naughty girl.â Ben teased. âThis naughty girl needs punishment, donât you think?â Benâs eyes twinkled at Liannaâs suggestion. âOh you will, by eating a whole one of these pizzas.â He gestured to the six pizzas baking in the oven. âWeâre gonna stuff our girls big and fat like they deserve to be.â Peter grinned.
Lianna mewed and sat down alongside Sarah. When the pizzas were done Ben and Peter brought them straight to the table, starting to feed the girls. By the time Sarah had polished off her second pizza, Lianna unbuckled her skirt and let her newly bloated gut hang free. Sheâd gotten through two-thirds of the pizza, burping. âOhh! So big already.â Sarah giggles. âSays the smaller girl!â She teased.
âYeah but I feel so bloated!â Lianna whined. The two boys fed her the rest and Lianna leaned back, rubbing her tubby gut, sore and swollen. She watched as the boys rounded back on Sarah. âThree more honey.â Peter encouraged.
Sarah ate her way through the next pizza with zero effort, her belly still hungry for more, the babies ravishing every calorie she took and ballooning her form fatter, wider, more immobile. âMore!â She begged, and as Ben and Peter climbed around her belly they stuffed her face with the second-to-last pizza.
Sheâd found her biceps swallowed, her thighs vanished by the point sheâd finished her final pizza, the boys polishing off the last one. âIâm still the biggest.â She moaned to Lianna, who groaned. âI think you can keep that title babes..â She whimpered, rubbing her sore belly. She appreciated Sarahâs ravenous appetite even more now.
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On the ninth and final day Sarah woke up to being totally round and whooped with joy. âPeter, Ben, Iâm a balloon, I did it!â She squealed. The boys woke up and gazed at her in awe. âWe need to take an after photo!â Ben decided. Theyâd taken a before photo the literal day sheâd been impregnated and now they had to mark her progress.
âWuzgoinon?â Liannaâs sleepy bedheaded face rose from the pillows and shot up when she saw Sarah. âHoly shit babe, youâre huge!â And she couldnât be hotter, Lianna had gone from sleepy to fully alert in seconds.
They rolled Sarah out into the back garden and took the photo, her standing side profile, and even then she barely fit the phone canvas. She squealed when they showed her and she couldnât be happier. She was the ultimate mom now and even if her babies were aliens sheâd love them all the same.
But for now she had her partners, and from the way they were looking at her, she was about to be fucked very thoroughly. In the quiet of the early morning, she flapped her hands. âFuck me babes.â
-Fin.
Sorry if itâs not really slither-related.
Story idea: After first contact, aliens make a deal with the UN that in return of them giving earth their advanced technology, they in turn have human females become incubator for their alien young for a long while, mainly because the aliens are near-extinction with their homeworld being destroyed and there not really being that many females left in their species by the time they visit earth.
This is all I could really think of, youâre free to do whatever you want with this.
Ooh I love this idea! Iâll work on it as soon as possible
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You and I - Henry Cavill smut
The one where Henry comes over to fix your computer
Warnings: reader is a henry fan, pandemic theme, lockdown and quarentine-ing, little bit of second-hand embarrassment?, heatwave, henry is feeling deprived in this one, oral sex (f), masturbation (f), dirty talk, brief hairpulling, the name of God in vain, Henryâs monster dick, Â laughing and teasing while fucking, hand over throat but no actual choking, orgasm control, p in v, unprotected sex
Word count: over 3k, âcause I got no chill
A/N: this was inspired by a tik tok someone requested me to write a fic about it. Obviously I took it in a different direction because can I ever follow guidelines? No. I do love this fic, though. Thank you to @lokiscollarâ for giving this a read for me!
Y/Nâs P.O.V
Driving to a secluded location to spend lockdown in felt like a wonderful idea. There was a working wi-fi connection, so I could work remotely from the seashore cabin without any problem whatsoever, and the view was obviously to die for.
I did not expect someone else to have the same idea as me. The cabin next door had been occupied on the same day that I arrived, and much to my surprise, I recognized my new neighbor as someone I never expected Iâd come to meet in my entire life: an actor. An actor I actually had a crush on.
Thankfully, the situation didnât exactly call for mingling. I ran off to hide inside my cottage as soon as I realized who he was, occupying myself with fixing everything for the next day instead of daydreaming about the man next-door.
There would be time for that later, once I got in bed. But weirdly enough, that was the only time I really thought about him during those first weeks of quarantine. Every once in a while Iâd get the random wave of curiosity about what he was doing - what did Henry Cavill get up to while spending lockdown by himself? But that was pretty much it.
I woke up every day, had breakfast, worked and then went to bed. Sometimes Iâd sit by the balcony and watch the birds fly, taking in the scenery and breathing in the salty water. Even as a kid, Iâd always loved the sea. It was comforting, so it made sense for me to turn to it in such a stressful time.
Sometimes Iâd hear a bark or two, reminding me of the man who was staying in the other cabin, and it made me smile. I always did like his dog, whenever I saw pictures of him.
I hoped they were alright and that the absence of any human contact wasnât getting to them, even though it was getting to me. I could feel my own social abilities - which werenât exactly stellar before - slowly becoming decrepit, and I was scared to think of what my first human interaction would be like once lockdown was over.
I just hadnât anticipated it would be come so soon.
The morning began as it usually would. I took my shower, I had my breakfast, and I sat in front of the computer with my coffee in hands, ready to start working for the day.
Only the computer wasnât ready for it, too.
âWhat?â I talked to myself - something that had become more usual the longer lockdown went on. âOh, no, no, noâŚâ The situation was looking drearier the longer I stared at my lifeless screen.
Looking up at the clock, I considered my options. Even supposing I could get someone to come to this middle of nowhere to fix it, there was no way Iâd be able to get it done before work started.
Sighing, I pushed away from my designated desk to call my boss. Thankfully, he understood and I was left to repair the damn thing and come up with a solution for the next day.
My heart ached at the prospect of having to abandon my refuge because of an electronic malfunction. And that is, if there even was anyone willing to fix the damn thing, considering the pandemic and the rules of social distancing. Thatâs when suddenly, an idea popped up.
I remembered all the fuss a few months back over a video of Henry assembling a computer all by himself. There was no way someone with that much hardware prowess couldnât at least know enough to fix this simple laptop.
With that thought in mind, I gathered all of my courage to leave my little shack and make my way to the neighboring cabin. I took a deep breath before knocking on the door, and after a few seconds of silence - he was probably surprised and certainly not expecting anyone - a voice sounded from within.
âWho is it?â Now, I had thought this through. If this man came as far as I had come to this damn forgotten town, it was because 1) he wanted peace and quiet and 2) he was as terrified of the virus as I was. So I knew what I needed to say - what I would like to hear if the roles were reversed.
âItâs your neighbor. My nameâs Y/N. Iâm so sorry to disturb, but my computer broke and I need it to work and youâre the only person Iâm 100% sure has been socially distancing for long enough not to put my life in risk.â After all, I would have seen if someone had come to visit him. I didnât need to say this because both of us knew it. âWould you pretty pretty please come and check it out?â
Silence followed my question and I sighed, rubbing my sweaty forehead as I knew this was a long-shot. âI understand if youâre unable or uncomfortable doing so, I just figured Iâd ask. Thanks anyway!â
I had already turned my back to his front door when I heard it swinging open, the pitter patter of paws following close behind. My eyes took in the man in front of me for only a second before looking down at the dog at his feet, head tilted in interest as he analyzed me.
Immediately, my eyes lit up. âKal!â I exclaimed, kneeling down to let the animal sniff me so I could pet it. My heart stopped working for a second when I realized what Iâd done, though.
âSorry!â I looked up at him from my kneeling position, trying to ignore how awkward it was, considering what I was close to. âI-I do know who you are, Iâm not gonna lie about that.â
I straightened up as he kept looking at me in a way I couldnât quite define. Neither could I determine how it made me feel, just that it made me avert my gaze so Iâd stare at my feet.
âSo⌠Are you gonna help me?â He chuckled at my question, closing the door behind him and taking a step in my direction, making me fumble as I instinctively stepped back.
âSure.â It was the first thing he spoke to me, but we walked back to my own place in silence. He had his hands in his pockets as Kal followed us closely, his tongue hanging outside his mouth as he happily explored the outside for this little while. âCome on in.â
The way the cottage was set up left little space for him to wonder where he should be helping me. The desk in which I had prepared my set-up stood right by the wall to our left, and there he went without me having to point it out.
I watched a drop of sweat roll down the nape of his neck and fall under his tank top, distracting me as I licked my lips at the sight of it. Then his head turned to look at me and I realized that he was waiting for an answer to a question I hadnât heard.
âYeah, huh?â He chuckled again, making my face feel warm - an not (only) because of the overwhelming heat.
âIs it okay if I disconnect the wi-fi?â I wave my hand dismissively, shrugging.
âAs long as youâre able to fix this, you can do whatever the hell you want.â I got the impression that I amused him, but he didnât say anything else as he got to work on my (seemingly) dead computer.
Minutes went by of complete silence, safe from the sounds of typing and metal as Henry worked on the machine and I tried not to bite my nails. Finally, he pulled away from the screen and put his hands on his hips as if assuming some sort of decided stance - but if it was a good or bad thing, I couldnât tell.
âTell me, doctor.â I asked, pushing myself away from the sofa to approach him. The smell of a manâs sweat really had no right to be this arousing. âIs it life or death?â Henry turned to stare at me with a quirked eyebrow, and in the seconds it took for him to answer, I was once again distracted by just how hot he was.
âSorry, what?â I asked when he became silent and I realized heâd asked me something I hadnât heard once more. His smile said he was annoyed and entertained at the same time. âSorry, youâre hot, itâs hot, and I canât think straight,â I sighed, brushing the hair away from my eyes as I pressed my palms against them, trying to pull myself together.
âI swear to God, Iâm not crazy.â I tried to look him directly as I said that, but was surprised at what I saw when our gazes met. There was a peculiar sense of yearning that he exuded, something I couldnât quite place but that took my breath away all the same, especially when he took my silence as an invitation to invade my personal space.
âIf you want me so badly, all you have to do is ask.â Silence fell heavily and I was out of breath just from his words - not a good sign. My throat felt dry, too dry, so I swiped my tongue over my bottom lip as I struggled to say something.
âW-why, though?â He tilted his head to the side, eyes inscrutable while he judged my question, trying to understand where it came from just like I was trying to understand his interest in me, when he suddenly smiled.
âI figured itâs a nice way for you to pay me back.â It took me a second to understand what he was referring to, and then my eyes darted from the computer to him, my mouth falling open in offense until he started chuckling. âIâm joking!â But even so, the question remainedâŚ
âSweetheartâŚâ He spoke, voice low and velvety as two strong hands suddenly enveloped my hips. âYouâre seriously underestimating how hot you are.â I didnât know what to say, so I had to make sure Iâd hear him right.
âM-me?â A predatory smirk took over his face, slowly. I gulped under its intensity, feeling much like prey as he started to back me against the couch. I fell on top of it with a gasp, and another one escaped me when he used my ankles to pull me closer.
âI wanna eat you out.â It was all I got as an answer, but I canât say that I minded it. As he dropped to his knees before me, pulling down my underwear before spreading my legs for his eyes to take in, it felt like I got a response from the gesture in itself.
âDo you know how long itâs been since I ate pussy?â The unexpected question made me choke on my own saliva, as he chuckled darkly in amusement at my bashfulness. I could only breathe through my mouth when he leaned down to run his tongue on the edge of my lips, slowly acquainting himself with my taste, making me moan softly.
âI-I definitely and decidedly donât.â He seemed to like this answer, understand that it delimited exactly the type of fan that I was: the kind that knew what he was and what he liked - his dog, his computer - but not someone who was obsessed with his entire dating history, eager to know his every secret.
The longer Henry ate me out, the clearer it became just how long itâd been since heâd done this. It was obviously something he liked - the way he buried his face against my cunt and engulfed it entirely with his open mouth showed so. And the fact that he licked me and sucked me like he was a starved man? This was a man denied of a pleasure he genuinely enjoyed, that much I was certain of.
âDo you like this?â He asked once he inserted one of his thick fingers inside of me, already stretching me beyond what I could do with my own hand.
âHow could I not?â I managed to moan a response, making him chuckle.
âShow me how to find it,â he instructed, eyes sparkling with determination. âI want to find your sweet spot.â Iâd never had someone I was with so interested in giving me pleasure before.
Hypnotized, my fingers circled his wrist as best as I could, slowly moving him to run his digits over the top of my channel. He knew when he found it because I cried out for him, closing my eyes momentarily.
âCum for me,â he ordered, and how could I deny him that, especially when he was looking at me with those darkened eyes? He milked my orgasm until my pussy had stopped clenching around him, but the second that it was done, he growled, getting up to his knees. âGonna fuck you now.â
He pulled me by my hair, making me moan out loud as he slowly inserted his monster cock inside of me. âOh, God!â His groan had me panting, cunt clenching around his thickness. I couldnât understand how I was able to take it, but I was glad that was the case. âSo⌠tightâŚâ
Through his grip on my hair, he pulled me to deposit quick kisses down my jaw. âYou take me so well, darling.â It was a compliment I was proud to receive, even though I wasnât too sure how I managed to earn it in the first place.
âI honestly donât know how,â I admitted, gasping when he slowly dragged his cock out to slam it in me, but I instinctively pulled my hips away, earning an amused chuckle from him.
âCome back here,â he ordered, already pulling me back to spear me with his painfully hard length. Iâd have to be inhuman not to cry out at the feeling of his bulbous head bumping against my cervix. âAre you scared?â He joked as I bit on my bottom lip not to give in and laugh. âYou think Iâm too big?â
âYouâre more than enough, Iâll tell you that.â Now, that had his own laugh escaping his chest, making my body tremble underneath his, inadvertently getting some friction between the both of us. It earned me a moaned out, âYesâŚâ that got his attention back to where I hoped it would be, and as his eyes settled on me, I briefly wondered if I was prepared for what was to come.
âBut now that you got all of me inside of you, do you really want to go?â The whispered question made me shiver. I never expected him to be the type to talk dirty, but then again, I never expected Iâd be fucked by him, either.
âNo.â It was all the permission he needed.
âThen let me fuck you hard.â And hard he did fuck me. He was hard inside of me, it probably would have been painful for him if he wasnât so desperately trying to alleviate it by frantically fucking me against the couch.
It was the most deliciously torturous experience Iâd ever gone through. I had to bite my lip while I held onto his shoulders for dear life, trying to stop my moans from escaping because I was sure that for once, Iâd become a screamer.
Unfortunately, it seemed like Henry didnât appreciate my efforts to keep his ears from deafening. âWhatâs wrong?â He questioned, fingers tightening on my hips. âI thought you wanted this.â
Confused, all I could think to say was, âI-I do.â
âThen let me hear you,â he insisted. âYou know you can scream all you want. Weâre all alone up here on the coast.â Well, he wasnât wrong. And with that reassurance, I allowed my head to fall back and my mouth to fall open, my moans flowing freely from my body as Henry kept fucking me.
âThis is so much better than touching myself in search of a release,â he mumbled at some point, like he was talking to himself. âI was so damn lonely and you have such a tight little pussy.â
Being fucked by him felt like a religious experience. Henry somehow knew the map to my pleasure, easily bringing me to the brink of bliss before I had even managed to wrap my head around this turn of events.
My moans grew louder as I climbed higher and higher, but before I could fully tip over his hand curled around my throat, not constricting any air, just calling my attention.
âAsk for permission, baby.â Just the order had me clenching around him, prompting him to release a moan of his own. All the while, I was groaning in frustration, trying to control myself or say what he wanted me to say, but all that came out of me was, âGoddamn! You canât say stuff like that.â Henryâs laughter flowed freely once more, making my heart skip a beat. âWhy not?â
âBecause youâre a fucking movie star and I am not up to fall in love with you.â That had his eyebrows raising in surprise, the smile disappearing from his face before it came back as a teasing smirk.
âOh, so this is a one-time thing.â The taunting manner in which he said it surprised me in turn, so I hesitated before nodding. I mean, of course it was, right? He didnât even know me. This was strictly sexual and physical, I would not be fooled by my own hormones. âMy cock is not enough for you to want to get to know me some is that it?â ⌠Was he testing me?
âYes.â His smirk only grew at the word. âThis is a one-time thing.â
âWeâll see about that.â His fingers ran down my body to graze over my clit. I sucked in a breath, trying to keep it in, knowing I was going to lose. Eventually, as my thighs began to tremble, I gave in altogether.
âPlease, let me cum, please.â His eyes softened at my broken and desperate plea, hand gripping my cheeks as he finally nodded.
âKeep staring at me as you cum,â he commanded, still just as bossy. âShow me how pretty you look when you cream all over my dick.â That was all I needed to succumb to the pleasure he was subjecting me to.
I felt his cock, still hard as it pumped rope after rope of cum inside of me, and by the time I was able to open my eyes again, he was panting over me, sweat dripping from his forehead onto my face.
I didnât have the time to think about what I should do - push him away, try to pretend this didnât happen - because the second I began to adjust on the couch, he pulled me to rest against his chest.
âLetâs stay here for a little while,â he quietly asked me. âThen weâll figure out if thereâs enough room for me to take you in your bed.â
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Sweeter Endings
Sugar Daddy!Steve Rogers x Reader
Summary: Still reeling from the financial realities of losing your mother you turn to a lucrative website for help and get more than you could have bargained for.
W/C: 5,325
Warnings: Smut (no minors 18+ only), light D/S dynamics, brief mentions of alcohol consumption, unprotected sex, swearing
A/N: NO MINORS, I wrote this for @donutloverxo 's Sugary 4k Challenge (Congrats!!) I love sugar daddy AUs so I was really excited to write this!! If you like it then please like/reblog/comment I'm all ears! Also maybe check out my other stuff if you want! Cheers!
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The saying âdesperate times call for desperate measuresâ was truer than youâd ever imagined and you found out the hard way. Life had hit you hard last year. You had watched your mother succumb very quickly to cancer. A cold that just wouldnât go away turned into a doctorâs visit turned into three months left to live. Having no one else in her life, the cost of her funeral and medical bills fell to you. The bills outweighing the inheritance you had no choice but to drop out of school.
One year later you were hanging on by threads to keep yourself off the streets without turning to a loan shark or selling yourself. Stocking shelves at a bougie grocery store in Soho by day and bartending in Tribeca by night had you working six days a week. What free time you had you were too exhausted to do anything with. Something had to give or you were going to collapse from the stress, you just didnât know what.
A couple weeks ago you had been casually venting about how broke you were with a coworker when she jokingly suggested signing up for one of those Sugar Daddy sites. You laughed along with her but it sounded better than getting a third job. You had quietly asked one of your roommates to borrow their laptop saying you needed to look at job postings only half a lie, really and locked yourself in your room.
You were just gonna check out the website, maybe sign up and poke around, it didnât mean you were committing to anything, just looking. You remembered first looking at the website once your shitty wifi loaded it, promising âbeautiful and successful people making mutually beneficial connectionsâ. You balked after reading that but you couldnât look at any profiles without making one yourself so you had set to work.
After making your profile you hadnât gotten any hits in about a week so you shrugged it off. You couldnât keep hogging your roommateâs computer anyways so you set off back to work. Your days at the store wore on into endless nights at the bar and you wondered what other options you really had when you had no degree and no experience in any relevant field.
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6 oâclock on a Thursday night, the typical after work crowd begins to roll in. The bar you work in is upscale, classy. Definitely trying to lure in the businessmen that worked in the area and their wallets. It annoyed you to deal with the same type of customers you did at the store all over again but with the high end crowd came good tips so you couldn't complain too much.
It was busier than usual when a group of men in suits walked in together asking for a booth. You saw a lot of business meetings take place over whiskey sours in this place so you didnât think much of it. You tried your best to keep tending to your regulars when a pair from the group came over.
One of the men had deep brown eyes and a sly grin that when split gave you the perfect view of the gap between his teeth. He was confident but he had a kind look to him. His friend had dirty blond hair and a beard that clung to his perfect jawline and youâd be lying if you said you hadnât snuck a second look. You turned your back and continued filling orders to distract yourself when one of them cleared their throat behind you.
As you turned to face them you found it was the blond calling after you. His face held a hint of surprise but it was quickly replaced by a look of amusement as he smirked and one brow lifted, like he knew something you didnât. He was like any other typical customer for you, professional and handsome, probably over-confident in himself. You returned his smirk and prepared your best charming banter. Time to earn those tips.
âSomething to drink for you, gentleman?â You offered.
âWeâd like a round of scotch for the table over there. You donât mind bringing it over, do you sweetheart?â the brown-eyed man asked.
âOf course notâ you answered. Pricks.
âGood girlâ the blond said with a wink. Creep. A hot creep but still. Before you could ask he took his card out of his wallet and put it on the counter for the tab.
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A round had come and passed, soon theyâd asked for another but this time it was just the blond that approached you. You lifted your eyebrows in anticipation of an order.
âYou here often?â he asked. Ugh, not even a good pick up line.
âAm I here at my job often?â You retorted with a playful smile.
The manâs shoulders shook as he chuckled. âSorry you just uh, you look familiar thatâs all. Whatâs your name?â
You supplied him with it and asked him if he wanted another round of scotch. He nodded.
âSmart girl, Iâm Steve by the way.â He laid down his business card which you picked up with a look of challenging curiosity. Steve Rogers, CEO of Shield inc.
Oh. You didnât recognize the name but you definitely knew the company. It felt like a quarter of their employees stopped in for a drink throughout the week and it was prominent enough of a company that you read about it weekly. Play it cool, these types want to feel like an every-man at the bar but still wanna feel important.
You raised your eyebrows again in recognition. âNice to meet you, Steve, Iâll have your round right out.â
âGood Girlâ he winked again at you. Okay so itâs hot, but heâs a total stranger and you donât even know him. Stay on your game.
___
10 oâclock came around and things were thinning out slightly, regulars made their way out, awkward Tinder dates and rowdy young 20-somethings made their way in. The party of businessmen was still around but they were hopefully wrapping up after the 2 more rounds theyâd had. Steve approached the bar once more and you preemptively picked up the bottle of scotch.
âWhoa, easy, girl! Iâm here to pick up the tabâ He said, taking out his wallet.
âWhatâs the name on the tab?â You decided to play dumb but based off the grin on his face he knew you were playing with him.
âSteve. Rogers.â He replied, his tone was stern but his eyes told you he was in on the joke.
You cashed him out and left him to sign his receipt so you could make more drinks. You saw him move in your peripheral and turned your head to see his face.
âHave a good night, sweetheart. Iâll be seeinâ yaâ he promised.
âTake care!â You smiled back.
A few minutes later you circled back to collect his receipt and found three $100 bills staring back at you. You blinked dumbly in disbelief, who the hell leaves a 200% tip? Looking around to see if Steve was still here he was nowhere to be found. You had no choice but to pocket the money.
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Another week went by and left you wondering how much energy and concentration it would take for you to just evaporate, since that seemed easier than going to work today. Sadly still in solid form, you punched in at the store and stowed your things in your locker.
Your upscale customer base was a mostly pretentious and successful group of yuppies so even though you were grateful to not be on the streets you were constantly reminded of the professional success you couldnât help but feel that you were missing out on. Stuck instead to listen to incessant whining âis this organic? I wonât eat it unless itâs organicâ.
The upside of this job was that the time went by quickly because you always had so much to do. Plus with how monotonous the work was it was easy enough to zone out. So much so that you hadnât heard someone calling your name and approaching you. A hand softly touching your shoulder snapped you into the present.
You looked up, startled to find a pair of blue eyes staring back into yours. You took a step back and processed who it was. âCEO guy?â Steve?
ââCEO guy?â I thought I recognized you, âbarmaidâ or should I say⌠âstock girl?ââ He joked using his fingers to make quotations.
Now that you thought about it, the store isnât that far at all from the bar, it would make sense if heâs in the area. You smiled and tapped your nametag in response.
âI just came in on my lunch to grab a few groceriesâ looking down at his basket it held some protein powder, some eggs, and one lonely banana. âClearly, Iâm single. But youâd know that already, wouldnât you?â
Your brows twinged together in confusion. What is that supposed to mean?
âExcuse me?â
He edged a little closer to you and lowered his voice âSeekingConnection.com?â
Your eyes widened in shock. The fucking Sugar Daddy site! I forgot about that! Surprise was quickly replaced with humiliation. You looked down and away as you felt your cheeks heat up.
âI donât mean to embarrass youâ Steve placated, âBut I gotta say, Iâm pretty hurt you never responded to me. I sent that message weeks ago and letâs just say Iâm not used to rejection.â He kept his tone light, letting you know he wasnât mad.
âI-I um, Iâm sorry, I donât have a computer and they donât have an app, I was using my roommatesâ computer and I guess I forgot about itâŚâ You admitted.
Steve nodded in acknowledgement. Please say something to salvage this conversation. Please.
âWell,â Steve rummaged in his pocket for another business card. âYou got a pen on you?â
You dug around in your apron and came up with one. Handing it to him you watched as he wrote on the back of the card. He held the card and the pen out to you.
âThatâs my number, Iâd ask for yours but I donât wanna make you uncomfortable, you already look like you wanna sink through the floorâ Not helping, but I do. You took them from him and tucked them away in the pocket of your apron.
âYou do have a phone right?â You only glared at him in response. âWell, if you check your profile, you wouldâve seen I asked you out to lunch, offer still stands. Just text me when youâre freeâ
Should I even say yes? I mean, the winking the other night was weird but heâs good looking and at least somewhat considerate. I mean, itâs not like I had any other intention when I signed up for that site. What the hell. right?
âI⌠usually work mid shifts so I donât know if lunch is doable, they only give me half an hour but, maybe we could do coffee? Iâve got tomorrow off from the bar I could meet youâ you suggested.
If Steve felt pity for you he hid it well behind the wide smile he made when you offered coffee instead.
âThereâs a place around the corner from here, just up a block, you know it? Iâm off tomorrow at 6, why donât you meet me there?â
âSounds like a plan.â He winked at you again and started walking away. What the hell just happened?
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You did end up borrowing your roommateâs computer once again when you got home to look up Steveâs DM. Sure enough, there he had been in all his internet glory. âSteve, 33, CEO. likes: art, conversation, whiskey. Digging around further on his profile you found that he owned several houses here and in Europe, he had a dog that was cuter than he was, and that he was âSeeking deeper connectionâ. All of these things piqued your interest.
âHey, Doll. Saw your profile and I had to ask, whatâs a girl like you doing in a place like this? Kidding, of course. But maybe youâd care to tell me your story over lunch? Your profile says weâre both in New York. - Steveâ Sent three weeks ago. Fuck.
You had texted him earlier to confirm, which is how you found yourself walking up the sidewalk towards the shop with a mind running rampant with nervous thoughts. What if he just wants to feel big about himself in comparison to me? What would I even really have to offer the relationship? A college dropout working two dead-end jobs with no social life. You needed to snap yourself out of it. You were just meeting for coffee doesnât mean anything.
Pushing open the door you found Steve waving at you from a quiet corner. He was still in a suit, presumably coming from work himself. Even the buttons on his shirt looked expensive. You were wearing dirty jeans and a worn pair of work boots paired with a flannel. You couldnât have looked more different if you tried.
âI waited for you to order,â He said. You smiled up at him, only now realizing how tall he was in comparison to you. He ushered you both towards the counter where you both placed your orders. You moved to take your wallet from your purse but he had already beat you there.
âReally? As if Iâd let the lady pay, and on the first date no less?â He said playfully.
âOh, so this is a date now, is it?â You kidded.
Steve shoved his hands in his pockets and gave you that boyish grin and a shrug. The pair of you made your way back to the table and waited for your drinks to be brought over.
âHow was work?â You asked, âWhat exactly is it that your company does?â
âWe offer security and surveillance software domestically as well as international. Stadiums, airports, other government buildings. Things of that nature. And work was fine, thank you for askingâ Steve said with a genuine smile. âHow was your day, doll?â
âOh, my day was fine, more of the same but yâknow,â You answered half-heartedly.
âYou know, you never answered me, whatâs a funny, pretty gal like you doing on a site like that?â
Embarrassment hit you again, this time maybe accompanied with a hint of shame. You were saved momentarily by your drinks being delivered. He seemed truly interested and since he was paying you supposed you owed him an answer.
âI was going to Columbia and I had a pretty good internship when my mom got diagnosed with cancer. She died three months later and since it was only always just the two of us I ended up footing the bill. I was on partial scholarship but between the hospital and the funeral I canât really afford the rest of tuition on top of working for free so here I amâ you explained, âOh my god, Iâm sorry Iâm totally oversharing arenât I? You probably donât wanna hear about a bummer like this, sorryâ
You tried to laugh to ease the tension you thought youâd created. Braving a look at Steve, he looked thoughtful and only a little bit like he pitied you. You could live with that.
âIâm really sorry about your mom, mine also got really sick before she died, I know it mustâve been hard. What were you in school for?â
___
You and Steve talked for hours, trading anecdotes of childhood and talking about each otherâs interests. You had a similar sense in humour so you got on swimmingly. The evening seemed to be coming to a close as the night sky sent in through the window.
Being with Steve was probably the most relaxed youâd felt since before your mom was diagnosed. It became difficult to focus on anything but your financial situation and even though thatâs what brought you here in the first place you had managed to forget all about it.
âSo look, us getting together wasnât exactly the most conventional on meet-cutes but to put it bluntly,â He said, âThe CEO life makes it hard to meet real people and it gets kinda lonely, I mean, you saw my grocery basketâ You both laughed at that. âYou need money and I need company, I feel like we could help each other out. Whadâya say? Think you could put up with me?â
You knew what this was but hearing it put so plainly was a little surprising. At least he was to the point.
âSo if I said yes what does that mean, exactly?â you inquired.
âWell,â he started, âWe take care of each other. Let me cover some of your bills at the very least, make it so youâd be comfortable quitting at least one of your jobs. And youâd keep me company, we go on dates, maybe you could come over, thereâs the occasional work event or charity gala Iâd need you on my arm for. Thoughts?â
God I canât even imagine what itâs like to work only one job anymore. Maybe I could even save up and go back to school. Heâs cute and he seems sensible, why not?
âCould we maybe take things slow? What you describe is something Iâm down for but I donât want to make myself completely dependent on you. But Iâd love to be there for you, and I have to admit, the thought of only working one full time job is pretty crazy to meâ You laughed.
Steve swallowed and placed one of his large, warm hands over yours.
âI can do things the old fashioned way, if thatâs what youâd feel good with. I gotta say though, with looks like that itâs not gonna be easyâ he jested.
You smiled shyly and looked away. You both stood to leave and he held the door open for you.
âIâve already got your number from when you texted me earlier but Iâll talk to my assistant about my schedule and maybe I could take you out to dinner this weekend?â
âI um, Iâd really like that. Itâs a dateâ You stated.
âOh, so you think this is a date now?â He jested.
You lightly punched him in the arm and he took the opportunity to pull you closer to him. You looked up to find his face inches from yours. You could smell his aftershave and his deep voice gave you goosebumps when he spoke next.
âI kinda want to kiss you goodnight, would that be okay?â
You could only nod as he shut his eyes and closed in. Your lips met in one perfect, chaste kiss. You sighed and leaned into his hand as it briefly cupped your face.
You broke apart and made promises to see each other soon. You felt like you couldâve floated home as you boarded the subway, caught up in the swarm of newly forming feelings.
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You sat in the break room when your phone buzzed to life, âSaturday at 7?â
You were about to type out a yes when you forgot you worked closing at the bar. Your thumbs moved quickly to tap out the reply âWorking, sorry :/ the pitfalls of bartending. Sunday at 7?â
You were nervous telling him no and asking to change plans. You hated not being able to make things work but you only just met the man and the weekend tips were killer, itâs not like you could turn the shift down.
âAh yes, almost forgot. Sunday works too, Iâll text you the details. Whatâs your address? Iâll pick you upâ
Oh, God. Steve canât see my building! His cufflinks probably cost more than my rent!
âIâll just meet you there, donât worry about itâ
âNot a chance, doll. Just tell me where and Iâll come get youâ
You let out a worried sigh but knew you had to let it go. You sent him your address and went back to work.
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Saturday was maybe the longest day in your entire week, in fact you loathed it. Mornings at the store followed by running immediately to the bar. Last call in New York was 4am so itâs a good thing you didnât try to make brunch plans with Steve for Sunday. But ultimately both your shifts passed without major incident and now it was Sunday and you tried to ready yourself the best you could.
The place Steve mentioned was fancy, you knew that much from a quick search. Panicking instantly upon realizing you donât really have any nice clothes you turned to your most fashionable roommate for help. She loaned you a cocktail dress that was revealing enough to draw interest without giving everything away. You just hoped Steve would like it.
âDownstairs, doll. Silver BMWâ you exhaled. Hoo boy, here we go.
____
Steve handed his keys to the valet and rushed around to open your door for you. You held his hand and you clambered onto the sidewalk in your heels. His warm hand on the small of your back as he steered you towards the doors was a comforting weight.
Dinner has been lovely so far, he chose a place that wasnât completely white-glove but was upscale enough to make you feel only a little underdressed.
You joked back and forth with him over the course of the meal, talked about your lives, and even found out you both have a guilty pleasure for cheesy rom-coms. It wasnât until dessert and your third glass of wine came that you realized how much time had passed. You frowned slightly thinking of the early morning ahead of you followed by a long night at the bar.
âWhatâs wrong, doll?â
âOh, nothing I just didnât realize how late it was, Iâve got both jobs tomorrow itâll just be a long day thatâs allâ you tried to wave it off but Steve frowned in response.
âQuit the barâ he stated.
âWhat?â
âQuit the bar. This is your card, Iâve already loaded $3000 on there. Put me in touch with your landlord and Iâll get you taken care of.â He slid the card across the table to you. Your name printed on the front. This got real very quickly.
âSteve, thatâs.â You were in shock, a loss for words almost âthatâs too much, I donât know what to say.â You felt embarrassed taking the money. You knew that was the essence of your arrangement but actually taking his money had you feeling uneasy.
âHoney, this is what Iâm here for. Let me take care of you. Give up your late nights. I wanna take you out on the weekends and youâll need to be available for events. You can stay at the store if you want but quit the bar, you donât need it.â
You took a deep sigh. He did say he wanted you to be comfortable quitting one of your jobs; it's just making the change that scares you. But something about Steve felt safe so you nodded and looked up to him.
âIâll put in my two weeksâ
âGood girlâ he patted your knee and you involuntarily clenched your thighs. He smirked at that but let it go.
____
A few months had come and gone since that night and your time with Steve had been great. Only working the one job gave you so much more free time. You'd spent a good chunk of it just trying to form a normal sleep schedule but all the time you spent with Steve made it difficult. Not that you minded especially since your allowance was monthly but heâd showered you with gifts here and there.
They started off small, perfume, chocolates and flowers, or a simple pair of white gold hoops that reminded him of you. They gradually became pricier and more elaborate. Youâd felt guilty accepting it all at first but he was insistent you deserve the best. He had even mentioned you moving out maybe finding a better place but you reminded him you needed to go slow.
Heâd also been nothing short of a gentleman. Out in public at least, youâd learned the hard way that he was an absolute animal in bed. It was becoming increasingly difficult to keep your hands off of him.
Something you had appreciated about Steve is that he never made you feel bad or less than for being broke. Never held his money over your head like leverage. Youâd felt equal to him in all aspects, understanding you had just as much say as he did.
Still, there was a small nagging voice in the back of your head that reminded you Steve is not your boyfriend. This isn't a relationship and he's looking to get something out of just like you are. But if you were being honest you were catching feelings, it was hard not to when the man was giving you the fantasy. You decided to push that voice aside whenever it came up and let yourself be swept away. Maybe that would bite you in the ass but for now you were happy.
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You were buzzed into Steveâs building and on the elevator ride up to his penthouse your phone buzzed. âI have to make a quick call- Iâve got a present waiting for you in the living room.â You couldnât help but feel giddy.
The doors opened and Steve was nowhere in sight but as you entered the living room a bag from Chanel and the Apple Store sat on the table. Oh god, what this time? I swear this man is too much.
You opened the smaller bag from Chanel first and found a beautiful black and white evening bag. It was sleek and simple, very much to your tastes. You were nervous to open the Apple bag, Steve always went overboard. Shakily removing the paper you pulled out the slim case in disbelief. A MacBook Air and a pair of AirPod Pros. The man well and truly spoiled you.
âYou said you didnât have a computer.â His voice came from behind you and startled you.
âSteve, this is too much. Youâre too much.â You swung your arms around his neck and kissed him.
âNothinâs too much for you, doll.â He kissed the top of your head.
âThink you could take a couple days off of work? I just got off the phone and confirmed plans for my house in Nice.â
A trip? France?? Oh my god. How is this my life? You felt so overwhelmed that you grabbed Steve by the collar and brought his face down to meet you in a kiss. His tongue swiped your lips and you granted him entrance. Moaning into his mouth your hands traveled up into his hair, pulling softly and coaxing a groan out of him.
He guided you to sit on the couch and brought you down into his lap. You ground down onto him and felt his hard-on through his slacks. Your hand moved slowly to undo the buttons of his shirt as he kissed down your jaw towards your neck. You sighed softly when he found your sweet spot and started sucking.
He helped you take off his shirt while you got started on his belt and undid his pants. He lifted himself off the couch slightly to move them down to his knees, taking his briefs with them. His cock stood proud and an angry red, leaking at the tip.
âI wanna ride you, I canât wait.â You pouted as you writhed against him in need.
Steve tutted at you âthatâs no way to get what you want. Ask me nicely, baby. Beg to ride my cock,â
You ground down even harder and whined. âPlease, sir, please let me ride your cock. I need to feel you, I canât wait any longer please.â
âGood Girlâ Steve's hands flipped up your skirt and found your panties, ripping them to shreds. They were La Perla and had cost a pretty penny but he didnât care.
He lined himself up and brought you down harshly gripping your hips. You moaned loudly in surprise and satisfaction and wasted no time moving back and forth. Steve made you feel so close and connected to him whenever he fucked you but he still made you feel sordid and dirty. You couldnât get enough of the feeling, youâd gladly chase it.
His eyes were hooded as watched you chase your own pleasure and giving him some in return. His hands kneaded your ass and smacked it just to get a gasp out of you. He grabbed the back of your head and brought you in for a searing kiss that was all teeth and tongue. Heâd nip at you and lick the pain away.
His hips met yours, finding your rhythm and speeding you both up when he gripped your hips.
âCanât wait to have me, you had to fuck me on the couch huh?â Steve panted, âmy dirty girl. So fuckinâ gorgeous.â
You put your forehead against his and went harder, pushing your clit to grind against the muscles of his abs.
âOnly yours, sir.â Your orgasm was building. Steve was a pretty relaxed dom but you still needed permission.
âSir, please let me cum I canât wait any longerâ you tried your best to slow your movements a bit.
âI think you can hold it baby, I wanna enjoy you a little longerâ.
You could only whine in response and tried to slow your pace but his grip on your hips and his own movements pushed you further and further towards the edge. You tried to squirm out of his grasp but his hands only tightened. It felt like forever until Steve finally gave you permission.
âGo on baby, cum for me you earned it. Fuck your self on my cock and cum all over meâ
Your movements were frantic, desperate to chase your orgasm when finally the perfect angle of his cock inside you and your clit against him set you free. You cried out above him and dug your nails in deep.
Steve held you firmly in place and started slamming into you from below, finally letting himself think about cumming. All you could do was hold on for mercy. Moments later he brought you down onto him one final slam as he came inside of you with a cry.
The only sound in the room was both of you trying to catch your breath. You sighed again and collapsed against him, nuzzling your face into his neck. He kissed the side of your face and let you make yourself at home while he caressed your back.
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One shower and two more orgasms later you were both clean and made your way to the kitchen. Steve was gathering the ingredients for dinner when you hugged him from behind. Your head resting against his back. Steve twisted around and hugged you in full. You both stayed like that for a moment until you looked up at him.
You were so content. Moments like this where you were just domestic were some of the best between you. It wasnât about money or material, it was just the two of you making dinner and enjoying each other, no barriers.
âAre you really going to take me to France?â Your voice came out muffled against his chest.
âOf course, doll. After dinner I want you to use your new laptop to buy some outfits for the trip. I left my card in your new purse.â
You lifted onto your tiptoes and kissed his nose.
âYou really do think of everything, donât you?â
âWhat can I say? Iâm a plannerâ he retorted.
You didnât know it yet but Steve was going to ask you to become official while you were there. He wasnât worried in the slightest. In fact heâd never been so sure about something in his life.
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I'm Yours, You're Mine | 7
Word Count:Â 4k
Genre: Smut, angst
Warnings: yandere!felix, sub!felix, dom!felix, sub!reader, dom!reader, mentions of violence, character death, drugging, noncon, breeding kink, binding, doggy
GIF CREDIT @christopherbanq
You wake up in a warm embrace, surrounded by the sweet, vanilla scent of Felix. Opening your eyes, youâre met with the splatter of his freckles that seem to glow under the sunlight. Everything feels perfect. It feels right, and you wish you could stay in this moment forever, protected from all that has happened or will happen. But you canât, the memories of last nightâs darkness creep around the corners of the brightly lit room, seeping the warmth out of it until everything is plunged into darkness.
Felix opens his eyes, his bright sparkling eyes, unaware of the darkness surrounding him, his ignorance protecting him. But his light diminishes as his gaze focuses on you.
âNoona, why are you crying?â He asks, arms pulling you even closer to him to the point where you donât know where your skin ends and his begins.
âChanâŚâ You sputter, little sobs rattling your chest now. Felix frowns sharply, âDid he do something to you?â
You shake your head, your tears now flowing down your cheeks. âHeâs in the hospital. Someone attacked us while we were coming back from the cinema yesterday.â
Felix bolts upright, pushing you at an armâs length and scrutinizing every inch of your body. âAre you hurt?â
âNo, but Chan is.â You wail, throwing your arms around him and burying your face in his shoulder. âHeâs hurt really bad.â
âWhy didnât you tell me?â For the first time, Felix doesnât comfort you, his body rigid in your embrace and you hesitantly pull back to look at him. He is completely still, a numb look on his face. And you suddenly realize how thoughtless youâve been. Despite their fight, Felix and Chan have been best friends for years, way before you met either of them. You shouldâve told him as soon as it happened.
âIs he going to be okay?â His lips quiver as he speaks, his eyes terrified and looking through yours for help, and you could smack yourself for being so selfish.
âOh, baby.â You breathe, pulling him into your embrace again. âIâm sure heâll be okay.â
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He wasnât.
Chan hasnât woken up by the time you both visit him in the hospital, and the doctors were giving you vague responses every time you tried to ask about his condition--if heâs going to be okay, if heâs even gonna make it--and that petrifies you.
âWeâre doing the best we can, but I canât say anything for certain. Heâs in a really bad condition.â The doctor informs you after youâd asked for the millionth time. You nod heavily and he lets you know that heâll be there if there is anything else you need before he leaves. Yeah, right. The doctors were basically running from you at this point. You werenât stupid. You knew what it meant.
âThank you, doctor.â You mumble. You feel guilty, like this is all your fault for wishing for Felix to come back, like somehow this had been a bargain by a cruel god, giving you Felix back but taking Chan away.
As soon as the doctor leaves, Felix falls to the floor beside the bed sobbing. You run to him and wrap your arms around him and he immediately leans into your touch. âI did this.â He wails and your body goes stiff, your breath stuck in your throat, choking you.
But then he continues, âI wished for this the night he threw me out. I was so angry at him, but I never wanted it to really happen.â
Your body turns to jelly, the fear that had gripped it was so intense that it left no energy in its wake, and you canât even caress Felixâs back to comfort him.
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The police interview you over and over, asking you to remember if there is something about the man who mugged you that youâre forgetting that could help identify him. You donât have to force yourself to remember, you see him in your dreams every night, and every night you wake up screaming, poor Felix having to comfort you and kiss you back to sleep, never once complaining.
Through it all, those few agonizing days, you held a terrible secret close to your chest. You felt wretched just thinking about it, but you couldnât help it. You knew he was going to die anyway. You just wished it would happen sooner than later so you could properly grieve instead of being stuck in this fake limbo, pretending like you think heâs going to make it, even to Felix, so that he wouldnât completely break down.
You go to visit him less and less until you stop completely, which doesnât paint you in a very favorable light in front of law enforcement or the doctors, letting Felix go on his own to the hospital every day. But fuck them. What do they know about the pain youâre going through? The guilt?
When it finally happens, you canât believe it. They say he coded in the night and they tried to do everything to save him, even brought him back a couple of times, but it was ultimately useless. He was gone.
You had to see him for yourself to believe it. You went alone. Felix couldnât bear to look at his best friendâs now dead body. He begged you not to go but you needed to.
As you gaze across his face, youâre thrust back to that night. You had heard that dead people often have a peaceful look on their face, but Chan didnât look peaceful. It almost looks angry, accusatory, asking you why you werenât there for him.
He doesnât forgive you, but itâs okay. You donât forgive yourself either.
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The case officially turned into a murder investigation following Chanâs death. His body was handed over to the coroner to do an autopsy and try to gather any forensic evidence left, but neither yielded much information, and the police had no leads.
Soon, the case turned cold.
As for you, you had moved in with Felix,, unable to step back into your apartment without Chan. Fearing that in doing so youâd be acknowledging that heâs gone, and then his spirit would remember to come back to haunt you.
Felix takes such good care of you, even though heâs the one who has the right to be hurt more. He stuck around you all the time, making you feel safe and comforting you. He also kept his distance as much as he could. You could tell he wanted to seek comfort in your body, to help each other through this pain, but you were selfish as always. You only let him comfort you. You never comforted him back.
As the months passed, Felix started getting more and more needy, making you feel even more wretched even though he never said anything. He loved you and you loved him, but Chanâs death had pushed a wedge between you. You couldnât touch the younger boy without feeling guilty. It felt like you were cheating on Chan more than you ever did before, and so you kept Felix at a distance.
For his part, Felix never outright made an advance on you, respecting your need to grieve, but you could tell from the boner heâd get every time you kissed him even a sweet innocent little kiss or put your arms around him that he needed more, and it made you feel even more horrible. You couldnât help Chan when he was alive and now you canât help Felix. You felt like the most selfish fucking human being in the world.
So when youâre woken up from sleep one night, feeling hot and with something hard poking against your ass, you decide to finally give back.
âNoona...â Felix whimpers into your ear, nuzzling his face in the nape of your neck, making goosebumps erupt along your body. You werenât ready to go all the way yet but at least you could give him some release.
Turning on your back, you guide him to straddle you and let yourself slip into the right headspace. "You dirty little thing, humping your noona in her sleep?"
His eyes light up when he realizes that for the first time in a long time, youâre reciprocating, and he sighs in relief, starting to grind his hips against yours. Tantalizing, you lower the straps of your nightgown, a delicate pink satin piece that Felix bought for you, to expose your tits for him. He hums appreciatively, reaching out to touch, but you slap his hand away. âOnly look.â
He shudders, nodding, and humps against you faster. "Noona, please, fuck me. Fuck your dumb baby."
"No whining." You reprimand, lifting his shirt up to his mouth and he obediently bites on it, muffling his noises. With the shirt up, his boxers are exposed, and you watch as every time he thrusts forward, the tip of his dick pokes out from his boxers, red and leaking. âAnd I thought youâd thank me for being so nice to a pervert like you.â
Felix pants around the fabric in his mouth, his dick dripping over your panties. Placing your hand on his ass, you feel the muscle clench and relax as he ruts desperately against you. âIs this how you wanna fuck noona? You think your little dick can make me feel good?â
He pushes the shirt out of his mouth with his tongue and babbles. âI can noona. Just let me put it inside.â He grabs his dick and runs the head of it over your clothed slit, making you shiver at the stimulation. Then he pushes the head against your hole but is prevented from pushing in because of the underwear âJust let me put it in, noona.â
âYouâre a greedy little kitten arenât you? Put your hands up to your chest, kitty.â You order, and he reluctantly obeys. âNow stick your tongue out and pant for me.â
He does so with a flush, looking like a cat in heat. Absolutely filthy.
âThatâs it. Thatâs a good, boy. Putting on a show for noona.â
He nods happily, high off the praise youâre giving him. "I'm gonna cum for you noona. Watch me cum for you."
âIâm looking, little whore. Cum for me.â You purr, cupping handfuls of his ass as you encourage his now sloppy thrusts.
Felix cries out, cum spurting out of the tip of his cock and landing on your pretty silk nightgown. You tut disappointedly, âLook at the mess you made, kitten. You ruined my nightgown with your filthy cum.â
âIâm sorry, noona.â Felix pants, not looking sorry at all. In fact, he looks enraptured by the sight in front of him. âIâll buy you a new one.â
He falls over your chest, suckling on your breasts gently as his breathing slows down and becomes deep as he falls asleep.
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Thatâs how things go for a long while. Just you helping Felix take the edge off without actually going all the way. You can tell heâs disappointed. He mustâve thought that this was the start of you reigniting your relationship, but you still canât get yourself to be there for him in the way he needs you. And despite you acting romantically together and going on dates, you never officially acknowledged that you are in a relationship, and you can tell that this, more than anything, hurt him the most.
You feel pity and self-hate fill you up as you play with the boyâs hair, his head resting on your lap.
âHow do you like the cocktail?â Felix asks lazily, taking you out of your thoughts.
You blink and take another sip of the drink he made you, appreciating the taste on your tongue. Itâs actually pretty good, and you tell him exactly that. âBut it seems quite strong. Iâm a little lightheaded already. Whatâs in it, kitten?â
Felix giggles as he presses a finger to his mouth, making a shushing sound. âIt's a secret.â
You smile fondly at him, soaking up his laughter along with the afternoon son, the calming rhythm of lix's breathing and the strong drink making you feel sleepy. You decide youâre gonna ask him if heâd like to take a nap with you, but before you can form your words, you abruptly get much sleepier, your eyelids turning to lead as they struggle to stay open to the world spinning around you.
You finally manage a little groan, attracting Felixâs attention. He looks up at you in question and his curious eyes are the last thing you see before it all goes black
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You wake up feeling hot and sticky. Groggily coming to, you blurrily see a mop of blonde hair over your exposed chest and feel wetness over your nipples. Despite your heavy head, you can immediately tell itâs Felix, and your thoughts trudge along as you try to think of what you were doing last but the memory is too fuzzy.
Youâre easily distracted when you feel his moans against your skin as he kisses and suckles on your breasts, his hips dragging over your thigh needily. You try to move your hands to push him away, confused and mad that he is touching you without permission, but you only hear the sound of metal clanking as your hands stay above your head, and with a panic, you realize that you were shackled to the bed.
At the sound, Felix lifts his head up and smiles at you sweetly, as if nothing about this was weird. âNoona, youâre awake!â
You stare at him in bewilderment, and he finally realizes whatâs wrong. Sheepishly, he explains, âIâm sorry. You were taking so long to wake up and I couldnât help myself.â
His words donât really make the situation much clearer. "What is happening? Why am I bound?"
He smiles, moving up your body so his nose is touching yours. "You've been bad noona, rejecting me for so long. I tried to wait. I tried to be good for you but you still kept rejecting me. So I decided to push things along a little."
"What?" You ask, throat dry.
"I put a sedative in your drink so you'd pass out and I can play with you." He explains cheerily, like that was a completely normal and benign thing to do.
"What the fuck, Felix?â You shout, pulling on your shackles in alarm. âYou're crazy."
"Crazy over you." He giggles, pinning your hands to the bed so you wouldnât struggle. âNow stop or youâll hurt yourself.â
âYouâre the one who is hurting me!â
He frowns. âDonât say that, noona. Iâve been taking good care of you, havenât I?â
âAnd you think that gives you the right to drug and assault me?â
His frown deepens at that, all air of playfulness gone from around him. âStop. Saying. That.â He grits, âI canât assault you when youâre mine.â
He leans back and palms at your breasts greedily, his thumbs brushing over your wet buds, and you struggle to not arch up into his touch, a fresh wave of arousal sticking your shorts to your pussy even more. âYouâre so perfect, noona.â
"Let me go." You cry, gradually getting more and more panicked.
"I'll never let you go again." His voice is gruff and it sends a shiver down your spine as he rubs his fingers over your clit coarsely. âSo stop this or youâll make me really angry, noona.â
You still immediately, thinking back on what he did last time he got mad. You could still feel the suffocation gripping your throat.
âIf youâre wet, noona. Iâll know you want me too.â He pulls back from your chest and slowly peels your shorts down your legs, a gasp escaping him when he is undoubtedly greeted by your underwear sticking to your slick, puffy lips in arousal. âI knew it. Fuck, youâre so sexy.â
He grabs the top of your panties, pulling them up so theyâd rub over your pussy, teasing you and delighting in watching you involuntarily squirm. âYouâre so sensitive, noona.â
âItâs okay. Iâll take care of you.â He slinks your panties down your legs then pulls your thighs up, spreading your legs wide for him, and moaning out in appreciation. âAh, fuck, noonaâŚso hot.â
His fingers slowly rub over your exposed, drenched pussy, driving you crazy with the deliberate, wide strokes. You have to fight hard to not close your legs around him. âWant more, noona?â
You bite down on your tongue. You wonât give him the satisfaction of admitting it out loud. Resolutely, his fingers trail down your pussy and into your warm, tight heat, and you canât fight back the gasp that is ripped from you. You shake as his fingers ever so slowly pump in and out of you. And when he puts his mouth on you, your moans flow out, not caring anything for your ego.
Felix moans into your pussy, eating you out slowly too, maddening slow as if he was kissing you. The wet sounds of his lips and tongue on you make you burn in shame and arousal.
He stays between your legs a long time, driving you mad, his tongue deliberately moving along your folds and and his lips sucking on your sensitive skin, while his fingers stay inside your pussy and relentlessly but equally as slowly rub against that sweet spot inside you. You feel the burn gradually build in your body, it fries your brain and by the time you cum, your entire nervous system is on fire.
He climbs up your body, looking down at you with the most fucked out look on his pretty face, his eyes absolutely glazed over with lust as he bucks his crotch against you and kisses your mouth the same way he did your pussy. You taste yourself on him so clearly it feels like the taste is imprinted on his tongue forever.
Pulling away, a trail of saliva and cum connects your lips. âNeed you to fuck me.â
âLet me go, baby.â You coax gently, hoping he wonât get upset if youâre sweet. âLet me go and I'll fuck you."
He shakes his head, "I know you're lying to me, noona. I know I have to break you in first before I let you go."
You pale, bile rising up your throat at the ominous words. "Break me in⌠how?"
"Youâll see." He giggles, craning your neck up and kissing your skin harshly, growling in between the sloppy kisses, "But when you're over those worthless boys, maybe you can fuck me again. I hate being a bad boy but this is the only way to make you see."
Pulling back from your stinging neck, he presses his dick to your entrance. Your pussy spasms around the tip of his dick, and he chuckles deeply. âLook how needy your pussy is for me. Noona was wasting time being a little slut and letting those bastards touch her when she could've had me." He says reproachfully, as if you were a misbehaving child, and it makes your anger flare up and overpower your fear.
"I don't want you, you freak." You spit out and he slaps you, hard, the force of it busting your lip open. Taking a deep break, he calms himself down and smiles again. "Now that's not very nice, noona. After all I've done for you." He leans down and licks at the drop of blood that sprung from your lip, moaning at the taste.
"You made me wait for so long, noona. I can't wait anymore." He shakes a little, as if it really was hurting him physically to hold back. Pushing into you, he lets out a shuddering cry. "I love you so much. You're finally mine."
You arch your back as he buries himself all the way inside of you, and he takes that opportunity to bend down and pluck one of your nipples into his mouth. You whimper against him, making him speed up his thrusts.
âIâm making you feel good, arenât I, noona?â He grunts, keeping your legs wide open as he fucks into you but you donât reply, angering him. Suddenly, youâre flipped onto your stomach, and he pushes himself between your spread legs so you can't close them, plunging his dick back inside you. âYou will not ignore me, noona. I will not allow it.â
He steadies himself on both sides of you and leans over you, trapping you under him and fucking you hard and slow, trying to get as deep inside you as possible despite his size and making you shiver as his dick drags against your walls. He gradually speeds up, his dick gliding easily over the track it made, overwhelming your poor pussy.
He fucks you so well, and youâre entirely, completely ashamed of how good it feels. It seems like he is intent on humiliating you, his dick hitting the sweet spot inside of you perfectly with each thrust, and your pussy keeps clenching around him more and more as the sound of your flesh smacking together fills the room. Youâre transfixed under him, eyes squeezed shut and mouth hanging open with your back perfectly arched to receive his thrusts, and soon, he grunts into your ear, "I'm so close."
Your eyes snap open urgently. âPull out. I'm not on birth control. You canât cum inside me." You explain hastily. You had stopped taking the pill ever since Chan had passed away. You werenât fucking Felix so you felt no need to take it.
"I know, noona." He says and you almost sigh in relief, fully expecting Felix to whine but pull out. But to your horror, he continues, "Gonna breed you so you'll never leave me again."
Your breath catches in your throat and your nerves go numb. You sob, âFelix, please no. Pull out, baby please. I wonât leave. Iâll stay.â
âYou will.â He promises you, and doesnât pull back. Instead, fucking you harder and spanking your ass as he grunts loudly, "Take it like a good noona."
He empties himself inside of you, his hot cum flooding your pussy, and to your great shame, that pushes you to cum too, your pussy milking him obediently. He praises you happily, "Good noona, taking all my cum. Your pussy knows you belong to me."
You think heâll be done now, having fucked you and filled you up. But to your horror, he turns you on your side and embraces you from behind. Lifting one leg up in the air, he starts fucking you again. With how wet you were and his previous ejaculation, wet lewd sounds fill the room along with his low grunts and your breathless gasps.
He spends the whole night fucking you, taking you in every position conceivable and making sure to empty every little drop inside of you, apologizing for being a bad boy and promising you that he'll take any punishment you give him once youâre pregnant with his baby and he can be sure you'll stay.
The worst part is that he makes sure you cum too, seeming intent on not allowing you any space to later claim like you didnât enjoy yourself, murmuring praises into your ear every time you orgasm. "Good noona, cumming around my cock. Kitty is so happy with you. You wanna cum again?"
You are almost passed out when heâs done fucking you. Leaving you used up and sprawled out on the bed, he gets up to retrieve something. When he gets back on the bed, you purposefully donât look at him, expecting him to now try to suck up to you and get you to forgive him.
But he doesnât say anything and you suddenly jolt at the sharp sting you feel along your inner thigh. You look down in horror to see felix carving something with a knife onto your skin. His own name.
You shout and begin to struggle, only to quickly realize that you shouldn't be moving around with a sharp knife so close to your genitals, and Felix is aware of that too. He ignores your tearful pleas and pained screams until heâs all done. Brandishing the now bloody knife, he whispers conspiratorially, âWanna know something, noona?â
You donât reply but he doesnât care, smiling as he pushes the knife to your throat. âThis is the knife I used to stab Jisung.â Your stomach drops and your blood beats frenziedly against the knife pressed to your skin. âItâs also the same knife I used to kill Chan.â
You stay frozen in place, not even breathing, not even blinking.
"I didn't want to kill him. I really loved him. He was the only one I was willing to share you with but he left me no choice.â He goes on, pouting slightly as if he was lamenting losing his favorite mug. âBut itâs better this way. Now youâre all mine. And once you're broken in, I'll let you use this to mark me up too."
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Authorâs Note: Hello! After answering tons and tons of asks, and explaining how Tumblr had deleted the second part âPlease Stayâ to my one shot named âOnly Ifâ for god knows what reasons. I had to do this for you guys. I stopped writing years ago, and but kept my masterlist open for you to come and read my writings whenever you wish to. Trust me, this was so effing difficult for me to do! but Iâm kind of proud that I removed the time and managed it. but let me inform you itâs not the same, because I do not remember what happened in the original one clearly. I hope this is a better and hopefully more well-written (amongst my other writings *cringe*) version of the old one.
Itâs not proof read. IÂ haven't edited it, so Iâm sorry in advance for the typos.Â
So, guys, gals and non-binary pals, I present to you (apology for it being light years late) the part two to your favourite little creation of mine âOnly Ifâ, with a new identity... please welcome âNeed Youâ!
Do let me know how it makes you feel in the ask box or comment section. I love reading them. Happy Reading!
Word Count: 5K
Warnings: tons of angst with tons of fluff, sensitive harry???? (or do you guys call it sub!harry nowadays??) anyways itâs a cute!harry :P !
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Itâs been four hours, and you still werenât back. Though it wasnât new for you to go for a drive after an argument with him, you often came back within an hour or two. The blizzard outside was making Harry quite anxious. Even though the fight was extreme, he wanted you back safe and sound. He now realised how harsh he was on you. You didnât intentionally leak the song. It was a mistake and it could happen to anyone, himself included. He felt guilty over the way he yelled at you; it wasnât like him to react like that.
Suddenly, Harry felt the need to do something special for you. Though he planned on apologising to you verbally, he wanted his actions to prove it too. He made his way to the kitchen to cook you your favourite meal. He got a hold of his phone and switched on the playlist which include all the songs both of you enjoyed. the sound of the vessels clucking against each other minimised over the song playing on through the speakers.
A smile lit up on his face as he reminisced back to the moment when you were dancing to this song while making the two of you breakfast.
FLASHBACK
Harry rubbed his eyes as he walked down the stairs, his dimpled smile already making its appearance when he heard your voice blasting through the kitchen entrance. He didnât know why you bothered turning the song on so loud, you were anyways going to be louder. He stopped at the kitchen entrance, a silent laugh escaped him as he leaned against the door frame and took in the scene going on in front of him.
âYou say you want a good time! Well here I am, baby, here I am, babyâ you belted out loud, cheeks turning red with the happiness radiating out of you. Youâd decided that the whisk was your microphone of choice with batter stuck to it and everything. Youâre moving those luscious hips which drive him crazy right to the rhythm of the song.
âTalk to me, talk to me, talk to me talk to me, tell me what's on your mind!â you missed a note but you donât care. This scene right in front of him, he wished he could capture and watch it forever. Bruno Mars did bring a wild side out of you, and he couldnât bring himself to be jealous of the multi-talented singer. He would give anything to see you like this. Knowing youâre the shy type who doesnât enjoy too much of attention, getting to watch you like this was definitely a sight.
He walked right up to you and wrapped his arms around you slowly. You jumped in a scare, as you were lost in your own world. âHarry! You scared me.â You complained, trying to ignore the blush on you cheeks after you realised he mustâve been watching you from a far.
He nuzzled into your neck and sighed, while pressing a kiss there, âHmm⌠Iâm sorry, mâlove. But you just looked so beautiful I didnât want to stop you.â He murmured while pressing more kisses to your neck, then trailing them up to your jawline. âYâ look utterly ravishing right now. Forget pancakes, instead Iâll have you for breakfast.â He smiled and went on to kiss your cheeks. His comments made you smile. He saw his chance and lightly bite the side of your cheek. You squealed and tried to push him away.
âH, stop!â you laughed. He tightened his arms around you and swayed to the beat of the song then went on to sing next lyric âTell me baby, tell me, tell me baby what you tryna do!â he slightly lifted up your t-shirt and moved one of his hands under it, and muttered, âhuh? What are you trying to do to me, baby?â and pressed yet another kiss to your cheek.
âGosh, your hands are extremely cold!â you gasped. He then turned you around to face him. You instinctively wrapped your arms around him. The two of you smiled quietly towards each other, then he leaned down to kiss you properly. You shifted one of your hands into his the nape of his neck and the other went on to cup his cheek. He moved one of his around your shoulder and the other around your waist. Both of you sighed and bathed in each otherâs presence.
âGâmorning, froggyâ you teased as pulled away first and smiled up at him. He frowned and tutted, then smacked your ass lightly. You always teased him for his morning face, said it looked like a cute frog. He rubbed the area he spanked and quickly pecked you once again before pulling away to look at you.
Brushing away the hair stuck to your face, âMorning, precious. Howâre you feeling?â he asked, hugging you towards his chest. Letâs just say the rest of the day went on just like this. Him being needy for your attention, and you loving on him without any hold backs.
END OF FLASHBACK
Right as he was getting ready to plate the dish, the doorbell rang. He smiled, happy to finally have you home. He quickly washed his hands and walked up to the door as he rubbed his hand dry with the towel which was once on his shoulder. He buzzed you in thinking youâll unlock the main door with the security code. But after two minutes of waiting and not seeing you walk through the door, he turned on the camera above his buzzer to see what was wrong.
He frowned when he saw two police officers standing outside his door. His heart suddenly started racing at rapid speed. He rushed towards the door and unlocked them. Coming face to face with the two sombre looking men, he tentatively asked, âGâ evening, officers. How may I help you?â
The two men exchanged looks and the tall one replied, âSir, there has been an accident and we found an ID on the victim. Is this Ms. Y/N Y/L/N residence? weâre here to inform you about the unfortunate event.â
âI-I donât understand? What happened?â he stuttered, his legs almost felt as if they were about to give up.
âUnfortunately, we donât have much information for you. May we ask whatâs your relation to the victim?â the other officer asked, and gave him an apologetic smile.
âFiancĂŠ.â He cleared his throat, trying to calm himself down. He could feel his panic attack rising. âIâm her fian-â he shook his head, âJust tell me where she is pleaseâŚâ he pleaded and quickly put on his shoes. He took his car keys and raced up to his rover.
âSheâs over at St. Thomas, Mr. Styles.â The officers had clearly recognised the distressed man. âHereâs her ID. We hope everything is well.â
Harry couldnât bring himself to thank them as he started his car and backed out of the parking spot. He raced up to the hospital, and once he reached, he ran up to the reception.
âY-Y/N Y/L/N? S-She just c-came in? Iâm her f-fiancĂŠ?â He gasped out your name. The lady was busy tending to others to notice him. âHey! Hey! Please maâam just tell me where she is!â he was on the verge of weeping in front of her.
The old lady looked at him with a bit of annoyance, âTake a breath, young man. Iâm trying my best here!â She walked up to him. âNow tell me, what was her name again?â
âY/N Y/L/N!â He rushed. He couldnât stand straight. Once he got what he wanted, he ran towards the elevator, up to the fifth floor. The corridor was busy and he couldnât care less about pushing people aside. He just wanted to get to you as soon as he could. He found your door and barged in, not caring about the doctors around your bed.
âY/N!â He rushed to your side, dropping beside your bed.
âSir you canât be her-â the male nurse tried to pull him back.
âIâm sorryâŚIâm so sorry, precious!â He cried, trying to get the man off of him and get back to you. âIâm here now, okay? Iâm not going anywhere- GET OFF ME. SHE NEEDS ME!â he yelled pushing the guy away.
âHey man youâre no good to her at the moment yeah? Let the doctors do their job!â the nurse tried to make him understand while pulling him back yet again. Tears streamed down his face as he tried to reach to you. He sobbed over your state, blood was streaming down your forehead, and all he wanted to do was protect you and wrap his arms around you.
âNo I need to be here! Please let me!â he cried. All of sudden a beep brought his cries to a halt. He looked around frantically wanting to know what had happened. âW-Whatâs wrong?!â he hiccupped.
The doctor and the nurses around him started rushing around the room. He then heard those words which made his heart stop, âShe has flat-lined! Someone pass me the defibrillator!â the  doctor raised his voice.
Harry couldnât believe this was happening. The nurse had enough of the unwilling man and pushed him out the door, âSir we cannot help her if youâre being difficult. Please calm down and go to the waiting room. We will inform you about her doing as soon as we can.â and then shut the door to his face. Harry could no longer see you. The group of doctors, covered your body.
He slid down the wall next to your door and sobbed into his hands. Only if he wouldâve stopped you from leaving. Only if he wouldâve told you that he forgives you and that he loved you more than anything. Only if he wouldâve let the argument die and kiss you instead. Only ifâŚ
Later, the upset man walked himself to the toilet. He caught his reflection in the mirror. He didnât care about his red swollen eyes, his sweaty forehead and matted hair. The image of you lying on that bed yet again brought tears to his eyes. The thought of you not making it made him retch and he rushed into one of the restrooms. He dry-heaved and cried. Once he was able to breathe, he took out his phone.
Sniffling as he dialled the only number he could think of, The voice on the other side made him breakdown. âMum I-â he couldnât complete his sentence, as he tried to wipe his eyes.
âHarry? Darling whatâs wrong?!â she asked shocked at her sonâs rapid breathing.
âY/N s-she is- Mum I canât lose her. Iâm such an idiot. I shouldnât have let her leave. What if she doesnât make it?â He wept while running his sticky fingers through his hair.
âLove, what-â she tried to ask him, but he cut her off.
âWhat if sheâŚWhat if she dies, mum?â he cried and coughed.
His mother had figured out by now that you were not okay, and might be admitted in the hospital. She tried to calm her son through the phone. Unfortunately, she wasnât near him and by the time she would reach it might not be enough. So she did the only thing she could once Harry hung up the phone, she rang up his friends.
Harry sat himself down on one of the wating room chairs. No one was telling him anything, he had no idea how you were doing or if you were okay. He was out of tears, and soon enough the exhaustion took over him. He didnât even realise when he had fallen asleep until he felt a hand brush the back of his head. He opened his eyes and saw his two friends crouching in front of him.
âHey buddyâŚâ Louis smiled softly. Harry jolted back up, and got up to run towards your room. But before he could stand up straight Mitch stopped him. âH, they just came in here to inform us about her condition.â
âHowâs she? Is she okay? Is she awake? She needs me, I need to be beside her.â He rushed. His two close friends, tried to calm him down.
âThey said sheâs stable now, mate. But we arenât allowed to meet her yet, okay?â Louis stated.
Harry took deep breaths and looking at their extremely destressed friend, Louis pulled him into a hug. Getting the comfort he desperately needed, Harry started sobbing again. He was tired of crying but he couldnât bring himself to stop.
âEverything is going to be okay, Harry. Sheâs our little tigress, sheâs going to pull through, yeah?â Mitch ran a hand drown his friendâs shoulder. Harry nodded lightly and tried to slow down his heart.
48 Hours Later
Itâs been two days, yesterday Harry was allowed to visit you since they moved you out of the ICU. Thankfully, your internal recovery was rapid, and you could wake up anytime. He was getting a bit impatient. He wanted to see you open those shiny eyes and look at him the way you always did, with so much love that made him giddy and flustered. These past two days heâs been talking to you, continuously apologising for his behaviour, and how heâs going to make up for everything that went wrong. You just had to come back to him.
âand then Louis got frustrated because Mitch was not answering him. But thatâs Mitch for you, right?â he slightly smiled and ran the hand which wasnât holding you hand, through your hair. âYouâre going to hate your hair, once you wake up. You always like them a certain way, donât you? But donât you worry, Iâll help you wash your hair as soon as you wake up and come back home.â He stated and kissed your hand. He was silent for a while, just continued to run his hand through your hair.
âYouâre going to come back to me, right precious?â he asked quietly, âWhy arenât you waking up, huh? Your froggy needs you to open your eyes....â he continued, as he forced a laugh out of his throat which had a huge lump in it. His eyes turned misty as he continued, âI hate it here. Seeing you like this is a nightmare. I miss you so much. I miss you calling me annoying little names. I miss you smacking me when Iâm being a narcissistic little prick. I miss your voice. I miss everything about you, and even though itâs just been two day, I feel like itâs been forever. Wake up, baby. PleaseâŚâ he pleaded.
As the day turned into night, Harry decided to stay back. He asked for an extra blanket and a pillow for his makeshift bed on the couch. He didnât know why he bothered because he spent the entire night sitting beside you, holding your hand as he fell asleep leaning against it.
You could listen before you could see. The only thing you could hear was the air conditioner and someone lightly snoring against your right hand. You tried to move your fingers as you opened your eyes. The bright light made you squint, you blinked rapidly as your vision cleared. You turned to your right and saw Harryâs peaceful face sleeping against your hand. You felt the need to clear your throat, and your eyes searched the room for a glass of water. But the sound made Harry wake up from his sleep. He lifted his face and wiped the little drool from his face and the little amount on your hand.
âwhoops, youâd kill me now if you were awak-â he turned to look at your face, and he had to double take. He gasped, almost falling off this chair. âY/NâŚOh my- youâre awake!â he nearly yelled. He pressed the button to call the nurse and then cupped your face going on to press kisses to your face, âBaby I was so scared. I thought I had lost you!â He laughed his airy laugh and looked at you with utter happiness.
For some reason, you couldnât bring yourself to look at him. The words he said to you were the only thing swimming through your mind. For you time had stood still, like the fight had happened mere hours ago. You moved your face away from his hands. Harry frowned noticing this change in your mood.
âHey whatâs wrong? The doctor is on her way, yeah. Do yâneed anything?â he asked frantically following your eyes round the room. He saw you eye the plastic cup beside your bed, âYâ want water? Hold on Iâll get it for you.â He ran to the other side and brought the cup up to your face. You didnât realise how thirsty you were until the first sip hit your throat, you started gulping it down quickly.
âTake it easy, precious. They took out the tube just yesterday.â He explained softly.
Once your thirst was quenched he kept the cup aside then went on to pull his sleeve over his knuckles and wiped the wet corners of your mouth. You moved your face aside yet again, he couldnât understand what was wrong. But before he could ask you, the doctor came in to check on you. She did her tests and asked a few questions. She left as soon as she was done, and told you even though the injury looked worse than it actually is, you had take it easy for a couple of days.
Neither of you spoke for a few minutes, âHowâre you feeling, love?â he asked quietly. You nodded, âIâm okay.â He came up to you and raised his hand to caress your cheek. But before he could touch you, your head turned to the opposite side. He couldnât take it anymore, so he asked you.
âWill you please look at me? Whatâs happened, precious?â as he caressed your hair.
âWhy should I look at you, Harry? So you can tell me how careless I am, or how Iâm not trustworthy?â you rasped quietly. For a minute he was unable understand what you were trying to say. Then flashbacks from your fight the other night came back rushing to him. The things he said to you, and how guilty he felt later. His words had left a huge impact than he thought they did.
He took your face in his hand with very much to little force, he had to tell you this, âY/N yâhave absolutely no idea for how sorry I am for that night-â but you didnât let him complete.
âThatâs only because I got into this accident.â You snapped. He shook his head rapidly, he saw you getting worked up over this. Youâve always been a little firecracker, and you never failed to tell him when he was being a dick or to defend yourself quite amazingly, he always loved that quality. Apropos, he couldnât let you hurt yourself in this condition.
âFirst of all, please calm down-â he started, âdonât tell me to calm down, harry!â you raged. He hated himself for smiling when youâre clearly very upset. But for the past few days he had to witness you lie there lifeless which had taken a toll on his mental state. He loved the fact that you were awake, so you yelling at him was more of a reward than a punishment. You looked at him sharply and saw him not taking you seriously, this brought tears to your eyes.
You sniffled and looked away from him to rest your head against the pillows on the raised up side of your bed roughly. Harryâs small smile melted away as quickly as it appeared. He rubbed the side you almost banged to the pillow, âIâm so sorry, precious. I swear I did not mean anything I said.â He pleaded and took a seat down on the chair beside you.
Right then the nurse which pushed him out of the room the other day and now was much like a friend to him entered the room with a tray which had a bowl of soup and jello in it. Harry smiled at him gratefully and took the tray from him as the guy set up the table on your bed.
âHowâre you feeling, Ms. Y/L/N?â he asked once he was ready to leave. You gave him a small smile and said you were feeling better. The moment he left Harry looked back at you with a longing look on his face, when you refused to look at him he sighed and set the tray down on the small table and took a seat in front you on the bed. He looked at you as he removed the metal spoon from its cover, and then went on to remove the cover set on top of the soup. He blew light air on the spoonful of soup, then brought it up to your mouth. You refused to touch it. He sighed and looked at you pleadingly, âYâ know someone told me we shouldnât remove our anger on food.â He stated, turning your words against you.
You glared at him in anger for minute as he looked at you with a loving smile. âPlease?â He moved it closer to your mouth, âYouâve got to eat it, Iâm not budging unless you do, Y/N.â
Even though you wanted to stay stubborn, you were kind of hungry. So you let him feed you the soup. When he got to the jello, you refused profoundly. âBut itâs the chocolate flavoured one! Remember the time we used to share one when I was here for my fractured foot? Câmon weâll share this one too, if yâwant?â he tried convincing you with his soft eyes.
âI donât want to share it with you. Actually, I donât want anything to do with you at the moment to be completely honest.â you snapped. You were aware of the fact that you were being very unreasonable and bitchy but it was his words that has caused extreme hurt to you. Your words hurt Harry, and it was evident on his face. He wrapped up the jello and cleared everything. The day passed, and in the evening your last visitor entered the room.
âThere she is!â Louis came up to you and hugged you lightly, making sure not to hurt you. âHello, darling. Howâre you?â he kissed your forehead. Harry left you alone with him as he went to get the two of them some coffee.
âWhatâs happened to him? Why the long face still? I mean I get that Harry loves to pretend that heâs this macho man and all. Sâ a bit ridiculous to be honest. Like whoâs he kidding, heâs a puppy.â Louis laughed. You smiled at this.
âIâm still a bit upset with him over our fight. So I havenât been talking to him.â You explained. Louis frowned at this and then sighed, âOh love donât do that... This has been very tough for him. Shouldâve seen his state these past few days. The man has been a mess ever since the officers came to your house that night.â
âIâm trying, Lou. But I just canât forget all the things he said. I was so hurt, I still am!â you rubbed your forehead, as it was beginning to give you an ache.
âHeâs very sorry, Y/N. Trust me when I say that Iâve never seen him like I saw him that day. He just wanted you to wake up. He was just blaming himself, how he shouldnât have let you leave the house.â He took a hold of your hand, âhe loves you so much, darling. Heâs absolutely mad over you.â He rubbed your hand, âAâbit obsessed if you ask me. If I were you Iâd have him get that checked with a therapist.â He joked, you laughed loudly. He smiled with you, and passed you the water you signalled for.
âForgive him, Y/N. He canât even bring himself to go home. The only time he went there was to get some clothes, and to put the dinner he made for you in the rubbish bin.â He sassed. âand I know Iâm speaking for Mitch too here when I say this, but both him and I could use a break from all the non-stop stress weeping calls weâve been getting from him.â You gasped at him with a mock offence for Harry, and lightly smacked his shoulder. You were always thankful for Louis in moments like these. He was a great friend to you and Harry.
Harry came back with two coffees and passed one to his blue-eyed friend. He took a seat on the sofa which was against the wall, and the three of you, though it was mostly you and Louis, had a light conversation while the men finished up their coffee. Louis bid his farewell with another kiss on your forehead and a well wish, you thanked him and waved goodbye. Harry walked him out the door, and came back in a second later.
âYâ need anything?â He asked as he took a seat on the chair beside you. You shook your head as you observed him fidgeting with the cuticles of his nails. He did that when he was anxious.
Neither of you spoke for a while. But the minute you heard a sniffle, you snapped your head towards him. You tried to get a look at his face, the tip of his nose was a bit red and he was now fidgeting with his feet too. He wasnât crying but he sure was on the verge of it.
You suddenly felt an overwhelming amount of love for the man in front of you. You leaned against your bed and sighed, smiling a little. Itâs pathetic how in love you were with each other. You couldnât even stay mad at him.
âHarry?â You whispered softly. He hummed without looking up. So you continued, âI need you to do somethingâ you faked a stern voice to play with him a bit more.
âYeah sure, whatâs it?â he muttered as he got up and rubbed his hands down his thighs, then finally looked at you. You looked at him without an expression and said, âI need you to come here and give me a good cuddle, a kiss too if I like the cuddle.â And then smiled at him lovingly. He looked at you for a second. You almost thought he was  going to yell at you, but the opposite happened. He started tearing up and heavy tear drops ran down his cheeks.
You gasped and quickly leaned forward to take a hold of his hand which was near you. âOh Harry..â You whispered as you pulled him near you. He the minute you sat him in front of you, he started crying heavily. You were so shocked yet youâve never been more mesmerised by him. You quickly tried wiping his tears away and comforted him, âHoney, donât cry. Iâm not upset anymore!â
âI-Iâm honestly s-sorry! I promise I didnât mean what I said that day, Y/N!â he tried to speak while wiping his tears.
âI know, babe. I know!â you tried to say it properly but it came out in a laughing manner and tried to draw the crying man close to you, but seeing you laugh made him more upset and he pushed you away lightly, so you forcefully pulled him into a cuddle.
He told himself heâs letting himself be pulled because he didnât want to hurt you, but it was actually because he wanted you close, so he went in head first. You lay down against the pillows and cuddle him against your chest. He went on sniffling into your neck and wrapped his arm around your waist.
âHarry why are you crying!â you tried controlling your laughter. He whined and pulled his face away, âYâwere so fucking mean since the moment you woke up. I didnât expect it.â He said and hiccupped, thanks to the sobbing breakdown he just had. You pulled on your lips so you wouldnât smile.
âWell now you know, honey. It hurts, doesnât it? You were so mean to me too!â You teased. He nuzzled back into your neck, pressing kisses there which always made you giggle.
âIâm really sorry, precious. Honestly, I really am.â He said into your neck, yet producing another hiccup. You couldnât control yourself anymore so you smiled and pressed a quite a few smooches to his temple, and inhaled his comforting scent.
âItâs okay, baby. I forgive you. Iâm sorry for my foolish mistake too, I really didnât mean to ruin your hard work like that.â You apologised. He pulled away and brought the hand that was around your waist to your cheek and said, âI forgave you a long time ago, but you honestly donât have to apologise at all. It could happen to anyone, mâlove. I shouldnât have reacted the way I did. Yâknow I made dinner and everything as an apology. But then the officersâŚâ his tone dropped and he couldnât continue. So, you sadly smiled and pulled him in for a kiss.
He sighed and reciprocated the kiss with so much love and passion that you couldnât help but wrap the arm which around his shoulder a bit more tighter and ran the other through the back of his head gently. The two of you pulled away and looked into each otherâs eyes, he moved the hair that escaped from your braid and tucked it behind your ear, âI was so scared. I thought I had lost you.â He whispered softly, and swallowed the small lump, âI missed you a lot, babyâ he said and you couldnât help but peck his cute pout.
âI missed you too, froggyâ you replied. The pet name made him reward you with a dimpled smile. He nuzzled into your neck and whispered, âI love you.â
âand I love you.â You kissed his forehead.
âJust for your information, Iâm not letting you out of my sight for a really long time.â He stated sternly.
You laughed but stopped when you saw he wasnât joking, âYou know I have to work, right?â
âYâcan easily take a break for a month or two.â He said, as he yawned and cuddle closer to you. âA MONTH OR TWO?! Have you gone mad?â you gasped, lightly pulling on his hair.
âNo I havenât. Try to get rid of me, baby. I dare you.â He laughed a scheming laugh. You knew he wasnât joking. He tended to become quite paranoid and obsessive over you when situations like these occur. But you wouldnât have him any other way.
âWeâll see, mister.â You said, and caressed the back of his head.
âoh we will, missus.â
The End.
Authorâs Note: I really put in a lot of efforts on this one, so you guys kind of owe me *wink* y'all gotta humour my praise kink now!!! ;P
Love you guys!Â
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in the spring | jeon wonwoo
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synopsis: in which you suffer from a car accident and have amnesia when you wake up. wonwoo is your current boyfriend, but you keep remembering your ex. [inspired by the numerous tiktoks i saw with this prompt]
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genre: angst, some fluff, some humor
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warnings: minor (?) character death
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word count: 7,663
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pairings: wonwoo x female reader (featuring ?? x female reader)
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notes: hi guys ! i wanna start off by saying that this is not realistically accurate ! i did some research on amnesia, but iâm not sure if this is still accurate at all. i also didnât want to mention who the other member is, so itâll be a bit of a surprise. i hope you guys enjoy this one, make sure to give wonwoo lots of love !
âOh! Sheâs waking up! Go get Wonwoo!âÂ
âI already told him and heâs quite literally sprinting up three flights of stairs.â
âWhy would he do that? Thereâs literally an elevator?!âÂ
âGuys, if you could step to the side so that I can do a proper checkup on the patient.â You let out a quiet groan when you open your eyes, just to immediately close them when you see how bright it is. The numerous voices donât lessen when you attempt to open your eyes again, and you lock eyes with an older woman in a white coat. You frown when you realize sheâs a doctor, and you look around the room to find three other guys staring at you with tears in their eyes around your hospital bed.Â
âWhy am I-â You cough at how dry your throat is, and the doctor immediately hands you a plastic cup filled with water. You give her a tight-lipped smile as a thank you, before taking a long sip of the liquid. Once the cup is empty, you hand it back to the doctor before glancing at the three guys again, and you tilt your head when you find that theyâre all incredibly handsome.Â
âWhat am I doing in the hospital? And why are there three handsome guys crying as they stare at me?â You ask as you turn to glance back at the doctor, and you raise an eyebrow when you hear one of them let out a loud gasp.
âOh my God, she doesnât remember us-â
âYN!â You jump slightly at the loud voice, turning your head to see a man with blue hair at the doorway to your hospital room, tears filling his eyes as he stares at you.Â
damn, heâs handsome too.
âSir, please let me do a full check-â
âY-yn, Iâm so fucking sorry.â The blue haired man cries as he walks over to your side and grasps your hand. Your eyes widen slightly, and you glance around at the other guys to see them crying as well.Â
âW-who are you?â You tentatively ask, and you feel his grip on your hand freeze. He slowly looks up into your eyes, and you watch as more tears escape as he stares at you with a shocked expression on his face. You internally pout to yourself, heâs too pretty to cry over me.
âAs I expected, excuse me sir.â The blue haired man steps away from you to make room for the doctor, but the expression on his face remains unwavering as he stares at you. The doctor proceeds to do a checkup on your vitals, as well as shining that bright light in your eyes that makes you wanna pass away.Â
She leans back after sheâs done and tilts her head at you. You mimic her, and she lets out a chuckle before her expression turns more serious again.Â
âYn, do you know why youâre here?â She asks, and you shake your head no. The doctor purses her lips and begins to softly explain how you ended up in the hospital, and how long youâve been here. Your mouth slowly drops open at the news, and you raise a hand to touch your head, but the blue haired man stops you before you can do so. He reluctantly releases his grip on your hand, and your arm falls back to your side.
âI-I was in a car accident four days ago and went into a coma? And I just woke up?â You ask, and the doctor nods her head solemnly. You bite the inside of your cheek, âAnd I have amnesia?âÂ
She nods again, and you glance at the four handsome men who are staring at you with swollen eyes. Feeling guilty for not remembering who they are, you find that youâre too shy to ask for their names. The one with black hair seems to notice, and he attempts to give you a reassuring smile, but you can see the pain in his eyes as he steps forward towards you.Â
âYn, Iâm Vernon, your best friend. We met in our first year of uni, six years ago.â He tells you, and you recite his name to try and ring any bells, but you come back with nothing. He gives you a grin and shakes his head at you, âItâs okay, you wonât regain your memories just like that. Donât stress too much about it.âÂ
You clench your fist at your side and nod your head, feeling grateful that heâs being understanding, but upset that youâre putting him and the other three in pain. One by one, the other two boys introduce themselves to you, Mingyu and Soonyoung, until youâre left with the last guy. The blue haired beauty who seems to be in the most pain out of the four of them. He slowly walks up to your side and sits in the seat beside your bed.Â
The two of you stare at each other for a moment, and he bites his lip, looking down at his hands when tears fill his eyes again. You find tears filling your own eyes at his sadness, and you grip the bedsheet between your hands when he looks back up into your eyes.
âI-Iâm Wonwoo. Your boyfriend of two years.â He tells you, letting out a sad smile. You stare blankly at him for a moment, letting the information sink in, before you turn to glance at the other three and the doctor. You turn back towards Wonwoo, and you find yourself incredibly confused at how you managed to pull this man.
So being in shock you ask, âMy what?âÂ
The guys let out a quiet laugh from beside you, and you watch as an amused smile etches itself onto Wonwooâs face at your question. He runs a hand through his blue hair before nodding his head, âYour boyfriend of two years.âÂ
You squint at him, âYouâre capping.â
He chuckles and shakes his head at you, leaning back into the seat. âIâm not. You were the one who begged me to be your boyfriend though.â
âAye, donât lie to her Wonwoo. We have the videos of you swooning for her when you first laid eyes on her at my birthday party.â Soonyoung says, and a smile forms on your face when Wonwoo scowls at the blonde. You shake your head, but let out a little groan at the throb you feel in your head. Wonwoo immediately stands up and leans closer to you, asking if youâre okay as he checks your head, and you give the pretty man a small smile.Â
âIâm okay Wonwoo, donât worry. Itâs probably just because of my concussion and receiving all this information too.â You tell him, and he purses his lips. The doctor nods her head at your statement, telling Wonwoo and the other guys that itâs true.Â
âDr.Park, do you know when yn might get her memories back?â Mingyu asks after she checks on the bandages on your forehead. She leans back and gives them a small smile, âIt shouldnât be long. It wonât come back all at once like a wave, but small bits and pieces will come back until she can remember. Showing photographs and videos, or telling stories can help speed up the process as well. Donât stress that much about it though.âÂ
The five of you nod your heads, and the doctor gives you a grin. âIâll go and tell the nurses to bring you dinner, if you need anything, just press the button or have one of your bodyguards go and ask for us.âÂ
You let out a chuckle at the term she used and nod your head. She bows towards the four guys before stepping out of the room, leaving the five of you alone. You watch as Vernon nudges Mingyu and Soonyoung, before motioning towards the door with his chin.Â
âWeâll leave the two of you alone.â Vernon says, and you nod, watching as the three of them exit the room as well, leaving you and Wonwoo alone. You turn your head to glance at the blue haired man, just to find his catlike eyes already boring into yours. The two of you sit in silence for a moment, just gauging each other's presence, before you squint at him again.
âThereâs no way youâre my boyfriend.â
âIâm literally your boyfriend.â
âProof?â Wonwoo chuckles, pulling out his phone and turning it in your direction. Your eyes widen slightly when you see that his lockscreen is a photo of the two of you at the beach, with you laughing and him staring down lovingly at you.Â
You bite the inside of your cheek, âSo you are my boyfriend.âÂ
Wonwoo smiles, nodding his head. He turns the phone towards his face to unlock it, before turning it back towards you so that you can see his lockscreen. You pout at the sight of it, just a photo of you in the kitchen doing a heart with your arms towards the camera.Â
âI wish I could remember this.â You mumble sadly as you stare at the photo, having no recollection of what occurred. Wonwoo bites the inside of his cheek at how dejected you look, and he reaches out and tentatively rests his hand over yours, causing you to look up at him.Â
âI can tell you about my lockscreen and homescreen, if you want?âÂ
The two of you stare into each other's eyes for a moment, and you find nothing but love in his gaze as his eyes bore into yours. Letting out a hopeful smile, you recall what the doctor told you about how photos, videos, and hearing memories can speed up the process of regaining your memory, so you nod your head.Â
Wonwoo grins before beginning to explain the extremely eventful history of the photos he showed you until your food arrives.
âGood morning, yn.â You glance up from your phone to find Wonwoo walking in with hot cocoa in his hands, and he watches your face light up when he hands it to you. You smile up at him, âThank you, Wonwoo.âÂ
He nods his head and settles down in the seat beside your hospital bed, and the two of you converse quietly as you each drink your hot beverages.Â
Itâs been a couple days since youâve woken up, and Wonwoo has come to visit everyday. You learned from the nurses who have been watching over you that Wonwoo would take care of you when you were in a coma, and would even end up falling asleep beside you until visiting hours were over. However, you havenât been able to remember anything about him.Â
âOh, Wonwoo.â You say when you notice a few strands of his blue hair sticking up. He glances up at you from the video he was showing you to find you pointing to his head. âYour hair is a bit messy.âÂ
He raises an eyebrow, and raises his hand up to fix it himself, but you stop him with a grin. âIâll get it for you.âÂ
Wonwoo smiles when you reach out to flatten the strands of hair, feeling like this is a step forward since youâve been cautious with him since youâve woken up. While you may not know it right now, you would always pat his head whenever you saw him or fix his hair for him.Â
As soon as your hand rests on the top of his head, a patchy memory floods your brain, causing you to immediately retract your hand and grasp your head. Wonwoo looks up and stands from his chair as soon as he sees the grimace on your face.
âYn? Yn??â
âYn!â You let out a laugh at his spiked up hair that you did with the wet blue hair dye on the top of his head, and his mock anger turns into a giggle at the happiness on your expression. The two of you lock eyes in the mirror, and you flash him a bright smile.Â
âI said you can dye my hair blue, not make me look like sharkboy from sharkboy and lavagirl.â You donât respond, but instead shoot finger guns at him in the mirror and he laughs at your silliness.Â
âYou should have never given me this power.â You say with a grin, and he lets out a sigh, making you pinch his shoulder as you take off the plastic gloves from your hands. He smiles, turning to you and puckering up his lips.Â
You raise an eyebrow, âYou wanna do the Kylie Jenner challenge too?âÂ
He scoffs at you, and you giggle, immediately bending down to press a soft kiss against his lips. He smiles, muttering the three words that always make your heart burst.Â
âI love you, yn.â You open your eyes and stare into his deep brown ones that always seem to hold mischief in them. You peck his lips one more time before muttering back,Â
âI love you too-â
âYn, whatâs going on? Are you okay?â Your eyes open and you immediately look up to see Wonwoo staring at you with a concerned expression on his face. Your hand lowers from your head and rests over your beating heart, âYn, take deep breaths. Follow me, okay? InâŚâ
You copy Wonwooâs lead until your breathing finally goes back to normal, and he lets out a sigh of relief when youâve finally calmed down. He sits back down in his seat beside your bed, and watches as you just stare blankly at the white bedsheets.Â
âYn, what happened? Did you remember something?â Wonwoo asks after a moment, and you have an internal debate with yourself on whether or not you should tell him that you didnât remember him but someone from your past. You bite the inside of your cheek, knowing that it would only hurt him.
but i should be honest, heâs my boyfriend.
but his feelings would be hurtâŚ
aaaAAAAAAAAAA DAMN YOU AMNESIA !
And so you turn back towards Wonwoo and shake your head with a reassuring smile, âNo, just a small headache. Dr.Park told me that the small bursts of pain would be a common occurrence, so donât worry too much, okay, Woo?âÂ
Wonwoo bites the inside of his cheek at the nickname that slipped past your mouth, a burst of hope in his chest at the fact that you said his nickname unconsciously. He lets out a small smile and nods his head, the worry now disappearing from his face as he begins to show you the video again.Â
All while you watch it with the feeling of guilt in your heart, wondering who that person was in your memory, and why it wasnât Wonwoo.
âYouâre joking.âÂ
âIâm literally not.â
âNo, youâre joking.âÂ
âYn, you quite literally almost confessed your feelings to Wonwoo while you were drunk off your mind.â Vernon tells you, and you continue to shake your head. Soonyoung, Mingyu, and Wonwoo laugh beside you, and you scowl at the three.Â
âThereâs absolutely no way I did that-â
âW-Wonwoo,â Soonyoung begins, mimicking your voice as he starts to sniffle and fake some tears. You watch in horror as he turns towards your boyfriend, resting a hand on his shoulder. âCurse you and your pretty face and nice personality! Fuck you Wonwoo!âÂ
âStopâŚâ
âWhat are you doing, yn?â Wonwoo asks, immediately fulfilling his role as the two recreate the night you absolutely humiliated yourself. Soonyoung sloppily grabs Wonwoo by the collar of his shirt, and shakes him slightly, and you raise a hand to your mouth in shock.Â
âDo you know how-â You immediately close your eyes and cover your face with your hands when you begin to remember something. Wonwoo and Soonyoung stop their roleplay as soon as they see you doubled over, and Wonwoo sits on the side of your bed and begins to rub your back.Â
âYn, you need to stop drinking.â Vernon says from your side, and you push him back, drunkenly holding the half-empty bottle of soju as you squint at your handsome best friend. âN-â You let out a burp mid-sentence, and Vernonâs lip quirks up slightly. âNo.âÂ
Vernon rolls his eyes, stepping over and grabbing the bottle from your hold easily, before walking back into his kitchen and placing it on the highest shelf. You curse to yourself, knowing that you canât climb up onto the counters when youâre drunk.Â
âTell me why youâre drinking so much when you know how bad your hangover is going to be tomorrow.â Vernon says as he sits down in the seat beside you at his kitchen table. You bite the inside of your cheek when tears fill your eyes after a moment of thinking, and Vernonâs amusement immediately turns into concern when he catches sight of this. You rest your cheek onto the table, and Vernon watches as a single tear slips past your eye.Â
âI think I love Wonwoo.â You mutter quietly, so quiet that Vernon almost misses it. He lets out a soft smile at your confession, and nods his head, having already sensed this by the way you look at the man.Â
âI think he loves you too, yn.â You bite your bottom lip, sitting up and resting your head in your hands as more tears spill from your eyes. Vernon reaches out and pulls you onto his shoulder, whispering words of comfort.
You suck in a breath once you open your eyes again, and immediately turn towards Wonwoo, who is already doing the breathing exercise to try and get you to calm down. Once your breathing goes back to normal, you rest a hand over your heart, and turn towards Vernon, whoâs staring at you in concern.Â
âDid you remember something?â Mingyu asks, and you nod your head slowly. The guys all perk up in interest, and you let out a pained smile as you look at Vernon, before turning to glance at Wonwoo.Â
âI remembered me crying over you in Vernonâs kitchen, I think it was probably a few days after I humiliated myself in front of you.â You tell Wonwoo, and you watch as a bright smile slowly forms on his face. He pulls you into a hug, and your eyes widen slightly at the contact.Â
âThis means youâll start remembering things soon.â Wonwoo says excitedly, and you let out a close-lipped smile, nodding your head as you rub his back softly. Your eyes trail over to Vernon, whose eyes also appear to be sad as they stare into yours. Biting the inside of your cheek, you look away, now filled with more questions than answers.
âSo you remembered most of your memories with Vernon, Mingyu, and Soonyoung?â Wonwoo asks as the two of you walk around the garden at the hospital, and you nod your head with a small smile. Wonwoo nods his head happily, feeling grateful that your memories are slowly coming back.Â
âMaybe you havenât remembered most of our memories because youâve known me the shortest?â You purse your lips in consideration of his question, nodding your head as it does seem to make sense. The two of you walk quietly, just soaking in the warm, Spring sun.Â
Youâre going to be discharged soon since your concussion seems to be almost 100% gone. They just have to do a few more scans and you should be good to leave by Saturday. Youâve been dreaming of most of your memories from the recent years with the boys, but you havenât remembered most of the memories with Wonwoo.Â
âOh!â You turn to see Wonwoo bend down and pluck a daisy from the ground. He turns back towards you, a shy smile on his face as he tucks it behind your ear. The heat rushes to your face, and you open your mouth to say thank you, when that familiar feeling floods your head again.Â
You raise a hand up to your forehead, and Wonwoo immediately grasps your hand and leads you over towards the bench nearby so that you can sit down. You double over, covering your face with your hands as the memory floods your brain.
âYou really wanted to fulfill your weeb fantasy, huh?â You tease, and the blue haired beauty rolls his eyes at you. You laugh, pressing a kiss to his cheek to reassure that youâre just joking around with him. The two of you walk around the square, looking at the brilliant shades of pink from the fully bloomed cherry blossom trees surrounding the two of you.Â
âI can see why cherry blossoms are your favorite flower.â You mutter softly, extending your hand out and watching as a soft, pink petal falls onto the palm of your hand. He smiles at the sight, taking a picture of you as you stare at the petal. You turn towards him when you hear the sound of the camera shutter, and you squint your eyes at him.Â
âWhat? You look pretty.â He tells you easily, and you bite the inside of your cheek at his honesty. You glance back down at the petal, only for the wind to push it off your hand. You watch as it flies in his direction, before landing on the top of his head. You let out a smile, and he chuckles, picking it out of his hair.Â
âDid you know that catching a falling cherry blossom makes your first love come true?â You ask, and he raises an eyebrow, stepping over and wrapping his arms around you. You smile brightly when he steals a quick kiss from your lips, and you wrap your arms around his middle. He lets out a sigh, âDoes that mean weâre gonna get married?âÂ
You shrug your shoulders with a chuckle, before the two of you pull away and begin walking around the square again.
âWhat if we got married in the Spring? So we can have a cherry blossom wedding.â He asks after a moment of the two of you walking around in a relative silence, and you giggle at his idea. He turns towards you, pinching your shoulder with a smile on his face, âWhy are you laughing at my dreams?âÂ
You pinch him back, eliciting a slight squeak from him, causing you to laugh. Letting out a sigh, you smile softly at the premise of the two of you getting married one day. âWeâre two broke third year university students. I donât think we should be so ambitious just yet.âÂ
âLet me dream.â He tells you pettily after a moment of silence passes between the two of you, and you stop walking, causing him to raise an eyebrow at you. You wrap your arms around his waist, nuzzling your head into his chest without another word, and he lets out a soft smile, before wrapping his arms around you. You mutter, âIâm kidding, I like the idea of a cherry blossom wedding.â
He kisses the top of your head, âI know.â
âLetâs take a picture before we go and get food, mm?â He tells you after a moment of the two of you just holding each other, and you nod your head, pulling away so that he can pull out his phone. He holds his phone down so that the cherry blossom trees can be seen in the background, and the two of you flash bright smiles as he takes a couple pictures of you both.Â
âIâll add this to our wedding slideshow folder.â He says, and you let out a loud laugh at the joke, slapping his shoulder, causing him to giggle. You double over in laughter when you see him actually add it to an existing folder titled wedding slideshow <3333, and he laughs beside you.Â
âHappy three year anniversary, yn.â He tells you once the two of you calm down, and you smile brightly up at him. You lean in and press a soft kiss to his lips as the cherry blossom petals fall around the two of you, before pulling away with a bright smile on your face.Â
âHappy three year anniversary.â
âYn, breathe.â You let out a loud gasp once the memory stops, and you lock eyes with Wonwoo who is sitting beside you with a concerned expression on his face. Wonwooâs eyes soon fill with worry, and he reaches up and cups your face, thumbs swiping under your eyes, âYn, why are you crying?âÂ
You didnât even realize you were crying until Wonwoo mentioned it, and you rest a hand over his wrist as he continues to wipe away more tears spilling from your eyes. You find that you donât have an answer to his question as he pulls you into his arms, and your head rests into his shoulder as more tears continue to pour out.Â
You donât have an answer.
You and Wonwoo quietly read together in your hospital bedroom, with you being able to be discharged in a couple days. The two of you havenât spoken on why you were crying the other day, as Wonwoo saw that you didnât know yourself.Â
You roll onto your side so that youâre facing Wonwoo, who is sitting on the small couch beside the window. You peek over the pages of your book, just to find your blue haired boyfriend deeply engaged with what heâs reading. Letting out a small grin, you continue to watch fondly as he turns the page, only for his eyes to look up from his book and lock with yours.Â
âLike what you see?â Wonwoo asks, and you roll your eyes, hiding your face with your book again.Â
âYou wish.â You answer, and he chuckles. Itâs only when you glance over your book to take another peek, that you feel the familiar sensation fill your senses. Wonwoo looks up from his book when he hears you let out a curse, and he immediately stands up and walks over to your side when he sees you covering your face with your hands.
You glance up from your homework when you feel his fingers intertwine with yours. You let out a small smile at the neutral expression on his face, as if he didnât just initiate skinship with you as the two of you study for your finals.Â
You look back down at your book, before falling back into the rhythm of taking notes at a decent pace. That is, until you hear a loud snore beside you. You choose to ignore it at first, until you hear another one escape his mouth after a few seconds. And so you turn your head to find your pretty boyfriend fast asleep on his Chemistry book, hand still holding yours as he does so.Â
Pursing your lips, you check the time on your phone, just to find that itâs 2 in the morning. The two of you have been studying for at least 12 hours now, you both deserve to sleep. You move to let go of his hand so that you can gently wake him, but his grasp on your hand tightens instead.Â
âAre you awake?â You ask with an amused smile on your face, and you watch as he slowly opens his eyes and stares into yours. You giggle, reaching your hand up and patting his head fondly as he groggily sits up from the table. Not letting go of your hand, he rubs his eyes with the back of his free hand before standing up.Â
âAre we going to bed now?â He asks groggily, and you nod your head. He smiles, before dragging you over to your room without another word. You mutter out protests about how the two of you didnât clean up your workspace yet, but immediately get shut down when he plops down under the covers and pulls you into his side.Â
âWe can clean up tomorrow morning.â He tells you softly, pressing a kiss to the back of your head and closing his eyes. Biting the inside of your cheek, he squeezes your hand, and nuzzles his head into the back of your neck.Â
âGoodnight, yn.â He mumbles, and you smile, before closing your eyes as well.Â
âNight night.â
âFuck.â You curse to yourself through your heavy breathing, still unsure of what his name could possibly be. Wonwoo soothingly rubs your back as you rest your head onto his chest, harshly biting the inside of your cheek as youâre filled with even more questions rather than answers.Â
âDid you remember something?â Wonwoo asks after a moment, and you donât respond. You just silently wrap your arms around his waist, nuzzling your head into the crook of his neck for comfort. âCan we just stay like this? Please?âÂ
Wonwoo nods his head, tentatively wrapping his arms around your frame. He cradles your head with his hand, and whispers soothing words into your ear. âItâs okay yn, itâll be okay.âÂ
You squeeze your eyes shut when you feel that familiar feeling again, and you tightly grip Wonwooâs shirt. His eyebrows furrow in concern, and he tries to pull away to check on you, but you continue to hold onto his waist. âYn? Whatâs wrong? Yn?â
âYn?â Wonwoo watches as you wordlessly walk to the bathroom after slamming your laptop shut. He follows after you, and his eyes immediately widen in alarm when he sees you grab a pair of scissors and raise it to your hair.
âYn!â You stop when you hear Wonwooâs voice, and you turn your head to see Wonwoo standing at the entrance to the bathroom, staring at you with worry. You bite the inside of your cheek, and drop the scissors back onto the bathroom counter. Feeling your eyes brimming with tears, you attempt to hold them back.Â
âI-Iâm okay-â You get cut off when Wonwoo steps over and wraps his arms around you, immediately cradling your head with his hand. The rest of your excuse dies in your throat when Wonwoo nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck.Â
âYou donât always have to be okay, yn.â Wonwoo tells you, and thatâs when the tears spill from your eyes. You wrap your arms around his waist, crying out that you canât get along with anyone at work, and that your boss seems to hate you.Â
âI bet she doesnât hate you.â Wonwoo reassures, and you shake your head as you sniffle into his shoulder.Â
âShe absolutely does! I,â You sniffle again, and Wonwoo lets out a small smile when you mutter out how gross this is before continuing. âI got tea yesterday and forgot to get her a donut like I always do, and she hasnât smiled at me since!âÂ
âYn, I donât know how anyone could hate you. She mightâve just been having a bad day.â Wonwoo says softly as he runs his hand through your hair. Shaking your head, you let out another wail about how youâre going to get fired, and he bites the inside of his cheek at how silly youâre being.Â
âTry and talk to her tomorrow, mm? And invite your co-workers out to get lunch or something. Friendships always blossom over food, trust me.â You close your eyes once your breathing goes back to normal, and Wonwoo slowly pulls back so that he can get a good look at your face. He lets out a fond smile when he sees your puffy eyes, and a little bit of snot that escaped from your nose.Â
Not letting go of you, he leans back and grabs a tissue, and begins wiping away your tears. He places the tissue over your nose, âBlow.âÂ
And so you blow your nose, not to say that itâs your proudest moment, but Wonwoo doesnât care.Â
âEverything will be okay, and if you wanna cut your hair then make sure that youâre in the right frame of mind when you do so.â Wonwoo tells you, and you softly slap his shoulder, eliciting a chuckle from him. You finally let out a small grin, âThank you, Woo.âÂ
He nods his head, leaning down and pressing a kiss to your forehead.Â
âAnything for you, yn.â
You open your eyes and loosen your hold on Wonwoo. He pulls back and examines your face, âDid you remember something again? In just a span of a few minutes?âÂ
You nod your head, giving him a small smile. You reach out and pat his head, making his eyes soften immediately. âI remembered me almost chopping my hair, and you convincing me not to.âÂ
Wonwooâs eyes brighten, before he lets out a little chuckle, causing you to raise an eyebrow. He turns his head and presses a kiss to the inside of your wrist, eliciting a squeak from you, and warmth to rise to your cheeks as you slowly lower your hand back down.
Smiling at your shyness he says, âThatâs happened multiple times. You have to be specific.âÂ
To which you scowl, slapping his arm, causing him to laugh and tell you heâs only partially joking. Even through the joy you and Wonwoo feel for you remembering something about your guysâ relationship, the heavy feeling in your heart is still prominent.Â
âIâll come back a bit late tonight.â You pout at him, and he giggles at your cuteness, leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to your lips. His big, bright eyes are filled with love as he stares at you, and the roots of his black hair are beginning to show. The two of you donât mind though, you both think the blue and black looks nice.
âWeâre supposed to watch the new episodes of Haikyuu! tonight though.â You say, and he grins, squeezing your face between his hands.Â
âWe can still watch it tonight, I just have to meet with my group for econ to discuss our project.â He tells you, and you purse your lips, before you nod your head. You know that this project is crucial for this course, considering the rumors youâve heard from the fourth years at uni who took the class the year before.Â
âOkay, make sure to text me, mm?â He nods his head, before pulling you into another hug. You let out a small sigh, knowing you wonât get tired of this feeling.Â
Home. Home is wherever he is.
âYou want me to buy you any drinks when Iâm on my way back to your apartment? Tea? Boba?â He asks once the two of you pull away, and you purse your lips in thought. He lets out his melodic laugh at the expression on your face, and you break out into a smile. âCan you buy fried chicken? So that we can eat it as we watch?âÂ
He nods his head, before grabbing the doorknob and turning it. He pauses though, and you raise an eyebrow when he turns back towards you and presses another kiss to your lips.Â
âI love you, yn. Iâll be back later.â He says against your lips, and you nod your head with a soft smile on your face.Â
âI love you too. Be safe!â And with that, he walks out of your apartment.Â
You glance at the time, seeing that itâs 10 PM. You knew that he was going to be a bit late, but you didnât expect him to be this late. You open up your messages with him, just to see the last texts between you two where he asked what kind of fried chicken to get.Â
Youâre about to turn off your phone when your screen lights up with a call, and you see that itâs Vernon. Raising an eyebrow, you answer and place the phone to your ear.
âHello?â
âYn.â You frown at the sound of his labored breathing, and you slowly sit up when you hear him sniffle.Â
âVernon, is everything oka-â
âYn.â He cuts you off, and you bite the inside of your cheek nervously at the shakiness to his voice. His next two words send an icy feeling through your heart, and you find yourself scrambling towards the front door without a second thought.
âItâs Joshua.âÂ
You wake up with a loud gasp, resting your hand over your heart as you stare at the light beginning to stream in through the hospital window. You raise your hands up to your face, feeling the wetness of your cheeks as you hear your heart pounding against your ears.Â
You feel a sob building up in your chest, and you double over as you begin to cry. Grabbing the pillows, you chuck them across the room as you start to scream. You donât know how long it takes until someone walks into the room, finding you screaming and crying out Joshuaâs name in agony.Â
You donât even realize that itâs Vernon who is holding you to try and calm you down, telling you that itâs okay, that itâll be okay.
All you know is that you remember.Â
You remember everything.Â
âHey.âÂ
âHi.âÂ
âHow are you feeling?âÂ
You stare up at the white ceiling, looking at the numerous holes as you try to think of your answer. You turn your head to see Vernon staring at you with a small smile on his face, chin resting in his hand. You let out a grin at the sight, feeling a sense of comfort from Vernon as you look at him.Â
âI donât know. Feeling like Iâm going through the five stages of grief again.â You mutter quietly, turning back to count the number of holes in the ceiling.Â
So far youâve counted 457, nope. 458 now.Â
âWhen you didnât remember me, I knew you most likely didnât remember Joshua.â Vernon says, and you bite the inside of your cheek at the memory of him.Â
Your first love.
âDo you still think of him?â You ask quietly, remembering Joshuaâs bright smile whenever he looked at you. Vernon lets out a sad smile, nodding his head as he adjusts himself in the seat beside your hospital bed.Â
âEveryday. I think of him everyday.â Vernon answers, and the two of you stay silent for a moment, letting everything soak in. You sit up in the bed, running a hand through your hair as you pull your knees up to your chest. âDo you think he hates me?â
Vernon immediately shakes his head ânoâ at you, and you let out a sigh. Vernon reaches over and pats your knee, making you turn to look at your best friend. âRemember when we had that talk? The night you cried on my shoulder?âÂ
You purse your lips, nodding your head as you remember the full story now. Vernon gives you a reassuring smile, âEverything I told you then, still applies now.â
âI think I love Wonwoo.â You mutter quietly, so quiet that Vernon almost misses it. He lets out a soft smile at your confession, and nods his head, having already sensed this by the way you look at the man.Â
âI think he loves you too, yn.â You bite your bottom lip, sitting up and resting your head in your hands as more tears spill from your eyes. Vernon reaches out and pulls you onto his shoulder, whispering words of comfort.Â
When you finally calm down, you pull away from Vernonâs hug, and wipe away the tears on your cheeks. You do a bad job at it, so Vernon reaches out and wipes away the rest with a tissue. Letting out a tired sigh, you slam your fist on the table.Â
âI canât love Wonwoo, Vernon. I canât do that to Joshua.â You say, and Vernon shakes his head at you. The two of you sit in silence, with your leg shaking underneath the table at the memory of Joshua.Â
âYn, you know how much Joshua loves you?â Vernon asks after a moment, and you turn to glance at him, waiting for him to tell you. Vernon smiles sadly, reaching out and patting your head.Â
âHe loves you so much that heâd do anything for you to be happy, even if you find happiness being with another person.â Tears fill your eyes as you stare at Vernon, and you look down at the table. You cover your face with your hands, and Vernon sucks in a breath.Â
âYou and Joshua will forever deserve better than what the two of you got, but he wouldnât want you to risk your own possibility at happiness for the sake of him.â
You bite the inside of your cheek at the memory, and rest your head on the top of your knees. Vernon lets out a small smile and glances over towards the door, seeing that familiar blue head of hair waiting by the window. Vernon motions for him to come in, and he slowly opens the door.Â
You look up at the sound of the door opening, and you break out into a smile when you lock eyes with Wonwoo. He smiles softly at you, and his eyes slowly widen when you get up off the hospital bed and immediately wrap your arms around his middle.Â
âIs everything alright?â Wonwoo asks after glancing at Vernon to see the black haired beauty shaking his head ânoâ in his direction. Wonwoo tentatively wraps his arms around your frame, cradling your head softly.Â
âI remember everything.â You answer after a moment, and Wonwoo freezes in your hold. He slowly pulls away to get a look at your face, and he sees you looking up at him with that familiar twinkle in your eyes. âReally?âÂ
You nod your head, and you watch as Wonwooâs face slowly breaks out into a smile. His hands trail up to cup your face with pure joy on his features, âYou remember everything? Even the time you jumped into the pool to try and avoid me when we werenât dating yet?âÂ
You immediately frown, âWho told you that?âÂ
To which Wonwooâs eyes flick to the right, before glancing back at you. You let out a gasp of betrayal when you comprehend why he looked in that direction. You turn towards Vernon, who is now slowly raising his hands up in surrender. You point at him, âYou told Wonwoo?!âÂ
âIt ainât me.â
âIt was you.â
âWonwoo!â The three of you begin to bicker, with three different arguments going on at the exact same time. The three of you are so loud that you fail to notice Mingyu, Soonyoung, and Dr.Park step into the room with congratulatory gifts for you getting discharged.Â
âShould we⌠step out?â Soonyoung asks quietly when you move to put Vernon in a headlock, only for Wonwoo to hold you back from doing so. Itâs only then that the three of you realize that you have company, and you all pause your movements.Â
âOh my God⌠heyyyyyâŚâ You say when Wonwoo sets you back down on your feet. Mingyu lets out a giggle when Vernon reaches out to move away a strand of hair on your face, only for you to slap his hand away.Â
You still feel betrayed.
âI see that you have your memories back?â Dr.Park asks, and you nod your head with a small smile. She grins as she hands you a bunch of documents about your stay, and the tests you took. âIâm glad youâre doing alright. Wonwoo already checked you out, so you just have to change into your clothes and youâre all set to go.âÂ
You nod your head, telling her thank you as she steps out the door. You glance at the four guys all staring at you, and you squint your eyes at them. âI have to change.âÂ
They donât understand at first, until Wonwooâs eyes widen and he immediately grabs Vernon by the arm, and begins shoving Soonyoung and Mingyu out the door. You let out a smile and wave your hand at the four once the door closes behind them.Â
âWell, itâs time to go.â You mutter to yourself, before heading into the bathroom to change.Â
âWhere should we eat as a celebratory dinner on yn getting her memories back and getting discharged?â Soonyoung asks as the five of you head towards the hospital exit. You glance up at Wonwoo when the guys begin spewing out different food options, and you grin when you see the soft smile on his face.Â
âFried chicken?â
âNah, thatâs for tonightâs celebration. How about pho?âÂ
âOh! Oh! What about bbq?â Your stomach grumbles at the mention of grilled meat, and the guys let out a laugh. Vernon pats your head softly, âGuess we have a winner on where weâll eat lunch.âÂ
The five of you finally exit the hospital, and you stop your movements right when you lay eyes on the numerous pink petals on the sidewalk before you. You slowly glance up to see the fully bloomed cherry blossom tree. Out of habit, you lift your hand so that it faces up towards the trees. And you watch as a delicate, pink petal slowly falls from the beautiful flowers and lands right in the middle of the palm of your hand.
You let out a soft smile at the sight of it, feeling your heart warm when the wind pushes it away. You turn your head in the direction it flies off to, watching as it swirls in the wind as if it were dancing to a song. It finally lands right on Wonwooâs blue hair, who is standing by and watching you with a fond smile on his face.
You grin, running up to your blue haired boyfriend and immediately grasping his hand. He presses a kiss to your temple once the two of you begin walking in Soonyoung, Mingyu and Vernonâs direction.
âI love you.â Wonwoo mutters against your head, and you feel heat rush up to your cheeks when you turn to see the overwhelming amounts of love in his gaze as he stares down at you. You stand up on your tiptoes and quickly steal a kiss from his lips, before pulling away with a soft smile.
âI love you too, Wonwoo.â
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hotchâs daughter (various!criminal minds x reader)
requested by anon âHi lovey I loved your thing w/ the team and Rossiâs daughter and was wondering if you could do something like that but w/ Hotchâs daughter and they all try to flirt w/ her (girls included)? Thanks if you doâ
summary hotch finally brings his oldest child in to meet the team, which starts a small rivalry for your affections throughout the day. but little did they know...
a/n for sure one of the longer things iâve written but i promise, the end is worth it ;))
gif cred belongs to @toyboxboyâ
rossi had been getting his ear talked off by spencer at the doctorâs desk when you walked in. he had been looking for an escape the last fifteen minutes without being too rude to the kid. then, he looked up and found the easy way out.
âhey, mrs. y/n,â he said, leaning away from the doctor to give you a smile. when the rest of the team looked up, they were met with the gorgeous sight of you balancing jack on your hip, your smile graceful and polite and stunning.Â
âhello, rossi,â you greeted as he walked up to give you a kiss on the cheek. âany chance you can guide me to my dad?â
âof course,â rossi nodded, and you hooked your free arm with his as he started leading you up to hotchâs office while engaging in some small conversation.
âthatâs hotchâs daughter?â emily said in partial shock, eyebrows raised.
âi didnât know hotch had a daughter,â derek scoffed, eyes never leaving you.
they all watched you and rossi walk to your fatherâs office. you entered without knocking, giving your father a smile as rossi walked to his own office. âsheâs incredibly beautiful,â spencer commented.
âthatâs an understatement,â derek contributed.
âno doubt,â jj added. emily was still staring at the door with her mouth agape. jj looked over and scanned her friendâs expression. âyou okay, emily?â
âi didnât have enough time to profile her,â emily hummed to herself. âif i had a little more, iâd know if she was gay.â jj chuckled.
âwell, let me know if you find out.â
after about thirty minutes of trying to get work done, the team all perked up when hotchâs door opened. he was chuckling at something you were saying, him now holding jack in his arms.
âteam, this is my daughter, y/n,â hotch introduced finally. âand you all know jack.â you gave them a wave and a smile. ây/n, this is derek,â the man gave you a charming smirk, âjj,â the blonde smiled politely, âemily,â the girl wasnât even attempting to hide her checking you out anymore, âand spencer,â the doctor gave you a shy wave.
âitâs lovely to meet you all,â you nodded. âgood to know my fatherâs in good hands.â they chuckled as you gave them another smile. hotchâs phone rang and he sighed, giving you and them a nod before taking off down the hall with jack to a more private place.
âso, y/n,â you looked up to see jj had spoken, âwhy havenât we met you yet?â
you gave them all a smile and leaned against an empty desk. âi moved out the second i turned eighteen and went to med school in california.â they gave you impressed looks. âyeah, full ride.â you gave them a wink that they couldnât help but melt at. âbut uh, after that i took an internship in san diego and didnât move back until a month or two ago when i heard about the divorce.â they nodded with sympathy, but you simply shrugged in response.
âdo you have a job up here yet?â derek asked politely.
you nodded. âoh, yeah. im a local m.a., not too far from where my dad lives. i figured it would be nice to be a part of my little brotherâs life, you know?â they all nodded.
âhow are you liking quantico?â emily asked, still giving you that flirtatious look that made you blush and smile shyly.
âitâs a beautiful town,â you nodded. âadmittedly, i havenât gotten to see too much of it yet, what with work and jack. but thereâs plenty of time for that.â
âiâd love to show you around some time, if youâd like,â emily smiled. you blushed again, but before you could answer, hotch came back.
âall introduced?â he asked with a sigh. they all nodded. âgreat. get back to work.â he lead you back up to his office, where you gave emily a quick glance before shutting the door. the girl was biting her lip with a smile. she looked around to see the team all giving her incredulous looks.
âwhat? sheâs cute.â
later that day, derek found you making two cups of coffee in the break room.
âsomeoneâs got a sweet tooth,â he said, watching you pour a third packet of sugar in one of the mugs.
you giggled, looking up with a smile that he easily returned. âand that someoneâs my dad.â he chuckled as you stirred the steaming liquid.
âso what was it like, growing up with aaron hotchner as your dad?â he asked, getting out a mug to make himself a cup.Â
you shrugged, moving to pour some coffee in his cup without saying a word. he gave you a smile as thanks as you said, âheâs a good dad. little strict with all my high school boyfriends, of course, but otherwise he was comforting and very loving.â
âbet you had a lot of boyfriends in high school,â derek chuckled, taking a sip from his mug.
you gave him a smile. âbet you had a lot of girlfriends, derek.â something about the way you said his name made him feel cocky.
he shrugged. âwhat can i say?â you laughed with him before going to take your father his coffee.
âemily, right?â prentiss turned around to see you standing behind her desk with a small smile. she gave you a grin and nodded.
âprentiss.â
âemily prentiss,â you tried, walking closer to her. âi like it.â
she gave you a smile, leaning back in her chair as you perched on her desk. âhas anyone told you you have very pretty eyes?â she inquired. you flushed, tucking a piece of hair behind her ears. âiâll be the first to admit, im a little curious of you, y/n.â you tilted your head. âi just think thereâs a lot i could get to know about you.â
âwell,â you drawled, âyou are a profiler.â she let out a small laugh. âprofile me, emily.â
she looked you over with a smile. âyou wear a ring on your right ring finger. at passing glance, someone may think âsure, sheâs takenâ but in reality, itâs common in people who are dedicated to their jobs.â you looked down at the small silver band as she continued, âand speaking of your job, i get the sense that you went into the medical profession because of your dad, right?â
âyeah,â you confirmed, still smiling gently. âgot sick and tired of seeing him all beat up.â
âso when you felt powerless over that as a child, you wanted to make sure you werenât powerless when you were an adult,â she concluded. she gave you a look. âgood enough?â
âperfect,â you complimented. she was about to propose that date again when your father called you over.
ây/n, can you come watch jack?â
âyeah,â you said, standing from emilyâs desk and smoothing out your skirt. âiâll talk to you later, emily.â
she watched you walk away with a confident smile.
you had been sitting in hotchâs office with the door cracked, holding jack as he slept in your arms. you had a book in one hand and your other supporting your sleeping brother whehn jj had peeked in to give hotch some paperwork. with your father nowhere in sight, she was greeted by that pure sight instead.
âyou know,â jj started, walking into the room and grabbing your attention, âthey say thereâs something to be said about women who are good with children.â
âdo they?â you hummed as she placed a stack of papers onto hotchâs desk. she gave you a smile and a nod. âthen im sure thereâs something to be said about women who are communication liaisons, no?â
âim sure there is,â she hummed as she walked out of the room, leaving you with a smile as you returned to your book.
âi think im gonna ask her out,â derek nodded, sitting on the edge of jjâs desk near the end of the day.
âlike hell,â emily scoffed, sauntering over with her arms crossed. âremember when i already did this morning?â
âand did she give you an answer?â derek shot back. âyeah, thatâs what i thought.â
âmaybe we shouldnât be trying to go for our bossâs daughter at all,â jj proposed. they all considered as penelope came walking up, a file in her hands.
âwho? y/n?â the computer tech questioned. they all confirmed. penelope shrugged, âwell, itâs too late for that.â they all gave her a questioning look. she simply pointed toward hotchâs office. they all followed her finger.
they watched reid walk up and give you a quick kiss and smile. their jaws dropped as he slid an arm around your waist and you lifted your purse onto your shoulder. you both started down toward the doors, where you would have to pass the team in the process.
âthanks for the warm welcome today, guys,â you said, giving them all smiles. spencer smirked unbearably at your side, absorbing the glares and shocked looks of his coworkers and friends. âi really appreciate it.â
they all nodded and muttered. spencer stopped right after you had walked past them. âoh, here, i forgot something.â he handed you the keys to the car. âyou go start the car, iâll be out in a second.â you nodded and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
spencer turned around and quickly went to his desk, opening a drawer and taking out a small jewelry box, which they saw was fit for a nice necklace. as he walked past the team he said, ânight, guys.â they were no longer looking at him. just as he passed them, he turned again, âoh, and one last thing.â they looked up to meet his smirk. âcheckmate.â
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