#he took a call out on the balcony with the curtains closed cause he didn't want to wake her with noise or light

[dexlexia]

still with you - keigo (hawks) x reader

pairing: keigo takami (hawks) x reader rating: 18+ summary: Keigo was home, he was the safe place you stored all your love in.  When he came home battered and bruised after fighting the villain of the week you took care of him. When he needed his wings brushed, you helped him. You never asked for anything in return because the number two hero needed help once in a while.

It was why when you woke up with a throbbing headache, you didn't call him for anything. tags: pwp, smut, gentle sex, fingering, oral sex (f receiving), migraines, fluff, sick fic w smut

Keigo was home, he was the safe place you stored all your love in.  When he came home battered and bruised after fighting the villain of the week you took care of him. When he needed his wings brushed, you helped him. You never asked for anything in return because the number two hero needed help once in a while.

It was why when you woke up with a throbbing headache, you didn't call him for anything. 

The throbbing started as soon as you got up, the heavy rain against the window and the pressure left an ache in your skull. You tried medicine and a hot shower to soothe the ache, but it only made it feel like it was spreading into further parts of your head. A quick email to your boss and you slinked back into bed with achy knees. From the floor you picked up Keigo's hoodie that you snuggled with every night. It didn't smell like him anymore but the softness of the worn material made you feel content.

You rolled over in bed so the bit of light between the heavy clouds didn't irritate your sore eyes. You wished you had the energy to close the curtains. Your body felt achy, bones felt heavier. You curled up with the hoodie more and exhaled deeply into the fabric. It wasn't long before your body sank into the old mattress and you fell back asleep with the rain being background noise for your slumber. 

You weren't too sure how long you were asleep when you heard knocking on the glass door that led to your balcony. You rolled over and cracked open your eyes to see Keigo on the other side, concern was marked on his face as he held a plastic bag filled with items. 

  “Keigo?” You instantly got up and went over to the door. You opened it and he quickly got in. He was drenched to his core as he now looked relieved to see you, “Are you okay?” You asked. 

He nodded and pulled you in for a kiss, keeping your body away from his wet on as he laid his kiss on you. He spread out his wings and gave a slight flap which caused the water to go everywhere. He blushed, “Sorry about that, I hate when they're soaked.” 

  “Don't worry.” You replied as you reached out to him and cupped his cheek, “Shouldn't you be out patrolling?”

  “Too rainy, dove. Plus you weren't answering my texts so I got worried.” He leaned into your touch and his wings partially spreaded out before coming back closer to his back, “So why are you still at home and not at work?”

You exhaled and went back to sit on the edge of the bed, “Really bad migraine. It feels like my head is caving in. I decided to stay home.” You laid back in bed, “This is taking so much out of me.”

Keigo came over and rubbed the back of his hand against your forehead, “Well, as the number two hero I must help every civilian I can! Even the most beautiful.” 

You smiled gently, “Oh shush.” You closed your eyes to relieve the pain, “But thank you.” 

Keigo leaned down and kissed you on the forehead, “Of course, dove. Anything for my girl.“ He smiled at you, ”Well I got you some greasy food and snacks from the Seven-Eleven. I cleared the shelves of all the medicine they had and I have a can of ginger ale in my pocket that I'll put in the fridge.“

You chuckled, ”Ginger Ale, the solver of everything. Thank you, Keigo. I'm glad it's not anything worse. Just stupid rain.”

He gave you another kiss before he pulled away, “Well I guess I'm on dinner duty tonight. But don't worry, dove, I'll make sure everything goes right as rain.” Then beamed at you before he went to the kitchen. 

You could almost cry from how sweet Keigo, not that he was never this sweet to you. But the above and beyond nature of his actions plus the pain in your body made you a little emotional. You exhaled deeply and laid spread out on the bed, under the blanket as you heard him move about the rest of the apartment. 

You relaxed deeper into your bed as you let the comfort of it lull you back to sleep, but it wasn't long before you heard footsteps coming towards the bedroom. You cracked open an eye and looked over to see Keigo. He was approaching you with two plates in hand. 

  “Hey, sleepy head.' He said softly, ”I assumed you hadn't eaten yet so I threw all the food onto a plate for you.“ He sat on the edge of the bed as you sat up and placed both plates in your lap, ”If you ask nicely I'll even hand feed you, dove.“ Then winked at you. 

You chuckled, ”Such a sweet talker.“ You opened your mouth partially, then burst into a loud laughter. For a moment all the pain was gone as you felt flustered by his words, ”But if the great number two hero is offering then I accept it.“ 

You swore Keigo had little hearts in his eyes as he picked up the take-out chopsticks that came with the food and started to feed you pieces of chicken. You made a small noise with each piece. He started with the fried chicken followed by hand feeding you the two onigiris he got you, then the egg sandwiches then followed it off with feeding you every last chip from a small bag. The carbs made you feel a lot better, it was like the itch had been scratched. 

You smiled as he wiped your mouth before he placed a kiss on your head, ”That's my girl. I'm happy you got some food for you.“ Then leaned further down to kiss you on the lips, getting the taste of grease on his lips. 

He then moved the plates away and crawled into bed with you. He wrapped his arms around you and his wings provided a block from the light shining between the clouds. Rain continued to hit the windows as he visibly relaxed next to you, his strong arms wrapped around you. 

It was so tender, Keigo was just the best. Being with him felt like a dream so it wasn't hard that you fell back asleep. But thanks to the light being blocked out by Keigo's wings and the medicine finally kicking in, when you woke up closer to the evening, the pain had dissipated. 

You yawned loudly and rolled back onto your back. The first thing you became aware of was that Keigo was staring at you. His wings flapped a little at the sight of you. From the haziness of his eyes, you could tell he had just woken up from a nap as well. 

  ”Hey, dove.“

  ”Hi, Keigo.“

He leaned in for a gentle kiss and you felt your heart flutter as his lips pressed against yours. You got closer to him and the kiss deepened for a moment. When he pulled away he looked at you with a glint in his eye, ”Someone is happy to see me.“ 

Your smile was large as you looked at him, ”I'm always happy to see you.“ You kissed him again. 

He smiled back at you once he broke the kiss and said, ”I'm guessing your migraine is gone too.“ He pulled you in as close as he could get you and pressed his forehead up against yours. 

  ”I feel a lot better now, thank you. You're my hero.“ 

He flexed his arm and grinned at you, ”Well I'm not the number two pro hero for nothing.“ Then developed into laughter as you pulled him for a kiss that soon became hot and heavy. 

He climbed on top of you and fluttered his wings as he deepened the kiss. His hands on your face as he passionately made out with you. It was very hot, your felt heat rush to your cheeks. You felt like a new woman with the migraine gone!

He started to kiss down your body over your clothes, his heart raced in his chest as he got to your sweatpants. He licked his lips in lust and then looked up at you. He smiled broadly, ”May I?“

You combed your fingers through his blond hair and relaxed against the best with your chin pointed towards the ceiling, “I'll never say no to that tongue of yours.” You smiled to yourself as you felt Keigo start to pull down the sweatpants down your ass, which exposed your sweet pussy to him.

He chuckled and kissed your inner thigh as he looked up at you, “Well of course.” He beamed, “I could never get tired of you either.” Before his wings flapped once more before he started to go down on you. Your hands gripped onto his head tighter as he began to pleasure you. 

  “That's it, Keigo.” You moaned, “That feels so good.” 

You moaned once more as you felt your cheeks grow warmer as he licked at your sweet sex. Your toes curled as you felt the rush of pleasure thanks to Keigo's tongue. He smiled to himself before he kissed your pussy lips and went back to lapping at your clit. The sensation made you moan louder as you felt the sense of pleasure race up your spine. The euphoric feeling of his tongue against you. 

He loved making you feel good, it was a purpose of his to make you feel good. To make that  back arch, those moans loud, everything. He wanted to make you feel so euphoric and deep in pleasure. 

You held on tightly as his tongue swirled around your sex, you tried to roll your hips to get more pleasure out of him but he stopped you with his hands and started to really put his back into it. He kept your legs open with his hands and he worked your pussy until you were seeing stars.

Your noises made his heart race as he moved his tongue. The air in the room got heavier as moans filled it. Keiog was in deep, even his nose was buried in your pussy as you held onto him. Pleasure began to feel overwhelming as you felt your heart race. Long gone was the migraine and all you could focus on was the immense pleasure that Keigo was giving you. 

Keigo moaned a little as he rubbed himself up against the mattress to relieve part of his hard-on. He too was feeling the spark between you two. He breathed deeply onto your pussy as he played with your clit with his thumb in an effort to bring you to climax.

  “That's it, that's it, dove.” He panted as he gazed lovingly at your soaked pussy. His fingers continued to work your pussy along with his tongue. It wasn't long before your noises became louder as you neared climax. 

  “Please, Keigo.” You moaned, “Oh please.” Your breathing was practically panting as the swell of pleasure bloomed in your stomach. Your legs tensed up as you felt the climax hit its peak and you gripped onto your boyfriend's head as tightly as possible and with one last lap of your sex from him, you came on his mouth. Your eyes rolled back from the sheer force of the pleasure. Your moan almost got stuck in your throat as you came. 

As you started to come down, Keigo pulled his mouth away from you and wiped it with the back of his hand. He smiled down at you with flushed cheeks. His cock hard in his pants. His smile turned into a groan as he watched you start to come back to your senses. He was proud of himself for what he did to you, he made you feel so good. 

He reached to you and cupped your face before he went in for a soft kiss on the lips, “Now.” He said as he pulled away, ���What can we do about this?” 

[eryiscrye]

5. one night stand and falling pregnant au + braime

#5-One Night Stand and Falling Pregnant AU

Going to 100% admit that SpiderWEB is not from my pebble brain but from DefinietlyAHumanBean’s galaxy brain from when they commented on The Ties That Bind. I hope Anon enjoy’s and I’m sorry the pregnancy doesn’t get quite as much airtime... it was just a good place to end 😅

Brienne wanted to tear her hair out and scream. How hard was it to find the hottest person in Westeros? Really, she should have been able to type in blonde hair + green eyes + GOD into SpiderWEB and he should have been the first result that sprung up. But no, he was not the first result. He wasn’t even the second. He didn’t appear any where on the first or - Seven forbid she had actually clicked them in sheer desperation - the second or the third page. She had tried altering her search terms to include descriptions like golden, and emerald, and Warrior, but none of those had worked either.

Had his sheer hotness been a figment of her imagination. She wouldn’t put it past her. Her first and, she determined, her only one night stand, and she had done it all wrong, wrong, wrong. 

Who learned everything about a guy and then fucked him without at least getting his first name?

And this was the problem. They had talked about everything in that dimly lit, medieval style, frankly ridiculous bar. From her childhood traumas to how she was trying to get past them, from his mistakes to his future hopes and dreams. Most relevantly, they had talked about how both of them dreamed about having children of their own, a family they both never really had, and how neither of them really knew how to make that into their reality.

Brienne put a hand over her flat stomach. Well, this was probably not what he had meant by a family, a slap dash one-night stand where the contraception had gone wrong. But still, maybe he deserved to know that she was going to keep it so that he could have a chance at being a dad, no other strings attached and no obligations if he didn’t. 

Brienne groaned as she looked at her watch. She would have to continue her search of him another day. She needed to get to the studio. Grabbing her camera bag and her other bag full of gear, Brienne exited her apartment and began to make her way towards downtown. 

She didn’t know what to think about her client today, some rich heir who up until this point had somehow avoided getting his photo taken and was only doing so now because he wouldn’t be just an heir for much longer. Her client’s agent had told her, in quite unprofessional exasperation, that her client often thought that he was “too hot to handle”, but the tongue-in-cheek tone of the agent’s voice did make her wonder if it was true. Not the hot part, the part about the fact that someone actually thought that about themselves.

Brienne had disregarded the middle name of her client, which the agent had given her, knowing that “fookin’” was definitely not right, and had tried to SpiderWEB one “Jaime Lannister”. There wasn’t even a single pap photo of him. How an heir to a fortune managed that, she would never know. His twin though, who looked oddly familiar, was splashed everywhere.

Brienne sighed as she reached her studio and unlocked the door. Podrick would be arriving to help assist in about half an hour, but the first part of the day was always her own. 

It gave her time to reintroduce herself to all of her equipment, feel the weight of her camera in her hands, play with the way the sun would affect the lighting, and just in general, breath the successes, the good things, in her life in. Today, it also allowed her to think more of the mysterious stranger who she had bedded.

She had woken up in a hotel room, the morning after, a little bit hung over, sore, and covered in hickeys, finger print bruises, and light abrasions that must have been from his beard. He had been nowhere in sight, his clothes gone, and she had snuck out as quickly as she could. It made her a little bit sad to know that she hadn’t been anything more than a quick - well not quick, they had gone on for hours - fuck, but at least she would always have the hazy memories of the best sex of her life. 

Brienne sighed again. Maybe he didn’t want to hear from her. Maybe everything he had told her had been a wonderfully fabricated lie. Though… she didn’t think that a man who looked like him would need a sweet and vulnerable back story to tumble any woman he wanted.

Podrick arrived five minutes early with two cups of coffee, which they drank together as they discussed which sets to pull out for the session. If their client liked the first set of shots, then the next time they would go off-site to some of Brienne’s favourite places to take photos.

Exactly an hour after Podrick arrived, a brown haired man charged into the studio with a loud clattering of the bell that hung over her door. “You Brienne Tarth?” he asked and held out his hand.

“You must be Bronn,” Brienne greeted and shook it. 

He nodded at her, “Jaime’ll be in in a minute. He’s just being all moony on the phone, has been all week. The love sick twat. Can’t even do casual sex right.”

Brienne raised her eyebrow at the easy familiarity of which Bronn discussed his client, even with him right outside. It said a lot about Jaime Lannister if he tolerated this kind of lip service and she kind of liked him already.

The bell above her door rang, “Have you already turned the photographer against me, Bronn? I only gave you about a minute.”

Brienne turned and held out her hand, “No Mr. Lannister, he…”

And there he was, her golden haired, emerald eyed, Warrior God.

Jaime Lannister dropped his phone in shock while letting out a breathy, “You…”

Bronn looked between them, “Oh! So she’s the one you’ve been desperately searching for. Thank the fookin’ Seven, I’ll never have to listen to you mooning after her again.”

Bronn was right, but he was also wrong. He never stopped hearing about Brienne and then, nine months later, Evie Tarth-Lannister ever again.

[riveramorylunar]

𝔖𝔥𝔢'𝔰 𝔅𝔞𝔠𝔨

Series Masterlist, (Chapter 20)

Pairings: Soren x Reader(Platonic), Lenore DeVille x Althea, Osiris x Reader(Platonic)[Brief], Leonora Lesso x Amir Charles (Brief) & Leonora Lesso x Reader

Warnings ⚠️: More crying & angry/Scary Lesso

Pet Names/Nicknames: Beasty and Little Siren

Word Count: 1,497

It's been weeks and it was getting near the students first break. Althea was still in her Beast form and Lenore kept teasing her and calling her Beasty. Y/N kept on trying to get Evil Y/N to talk to her but it never worked. "Would you stop calling me that" Althea growled out and Lenore just smirked before patting Althea's head. "Not gonna happen cutie" Lenore said before walking off. Y/N watched the interaction silently before looking away as she fiddled with her mother's fork. She looked in the mirror before twisting her hair up in a bun and sticking the fork in it before smiling softly. "Did you just put a fork in your hair" Osiris said and Y/N turned around. "Yeah got a problem" Y/N said as she looked at him. "Uh no" Osiris said before he turned around to look at his father's stuff. Y/N looked back at the mirror and messed with her hair a little more before humming.

"Y/N it's almost time for lunch are you coming or no" Skadi said and Y/N shook her head no. Skadi sighed before saying bye and leaving their dorm room. Y/N stood up and walked out on the balcony before leaning against it. "You can come out" Y/N said and the crow came out from it's hiding place before shifting. Y/N looked up and looked at the man. "So you've been a human this whole time" she said and he nodded. "Soren by the way" he said and Y/N turned around to lean against the railing. "Why have you never showed yourself before" Y/N asked as Soren shrugged his shoulders. "Didn't feel the need to" he said as he leaned against the wall. "Why now then" she asked and Soren quirked an eyebrow. "You ask a lot of questions" he said and Y/N rolled her eyes before looking away. There was a knock on the door a couple minutes later and Y/N walked back into the room before walking over to the door. She opened the door to see a man with blonde hair wavy hair and pointed ear. "Azrael" Y/N said and the man chuckled before shaking his head no. "You're Y/N right" he asked and Y/N nodded. "It's nice to meet you I'm Caesar I'm here to drop off some gold pieces going to you" he said causing Y/N to step aside to let the man in. Y/N shut the door behind her and locked it before walking over to the balcony. She saw Soren was still standing outside so she grabbed him and yanked him inside. "What's going on" Soren said as Y/N locked the balcony door and closed the curtains.

Caesar made a big box appear on the floor before kneeling down and unlocking it. He opened it up before stepping aside. Y/N walked over and her eyes widened in shock. "These are absolutely beautiful Caesar" Y/N said and Caesar carefully took each item out. "Only for the best" he said before closing the box and locking it back up. "I have one more thing to ask you" Y/N said as Caesar stood up. Y/N took the fork out of her hair before holding it out. "Can you turn this to gold" she asked and Caesar took it with his gloved hand. "Is this your mother's dinglehopper" he asked and Y/N nodded before smiling softly. He took his glove off before touching the fork. Y/N watched in amazement as the fork started turning gold. He handed the fork back to Y/N and she put it back in her hair before bowing her head. "Thank you" she said and Caesar bowed his head before making the box disappear. "It was a pleasure meeting you Y/N if you need anything just give me a call" he said before he left the room. Soren watched as Y/N walked into the bathroom before coming out in a full white outfit.

Soren had helped Y/N into the gold pieces. Y/N put the ear piece on before the hand piece. "Let's go" Y/N said before grabbing Soren's wrist and dragging him out of the dorm room. "Where are we going M'Lady" Soren said and Y/N didn't answer as they made their way to the great hall where everyone was still eating. They walked in and Y/N walked past everyone as they stopped and looked at her and the new boy. "Wow look at what she's wearing where did she get that gold from" someone whispered and others started whispering as well. Y/N made her way to the teachers table before looking up to see Amir and Lesso already looking at her. She smirked before walking past the table and into the kitchen while flipping her hair over her shoulder. "Theo" Y/N said and the brown haired man looked up before smiling. "Hello Y/N dear" he said before looking Y/N up and down. "You look fabulous today trying to catch someone's eye" he said quirking an eyebrow causing Y/N to smirk. "Something like that" she said and he laughed. He made Y/N a tray of food and a tray for Soren. Y/N walked out of the cafeteria to see Amir and Lesso were gone.

She walked past her friends and they smirked at her and she smirked back before pulling Soren out of the great hall. The two walked out of the great hall and immediately heard hush shouting. They looked at each other before turning a corner to see Amir and Lesso shouting at each other. "Why the hell do you keep looking at her I'm your boyfriend" Amir shouted and Y/N was about to take a step towards them but Soren stopped her. "Just wait" he whispered out causing Y/N to be confused. She looked back over to see Lesso slam Amir against the wall before leaning in. "Don't tell me what to do or you'll regret it greatly I won't hesitate to throw you in the ocean so the sharks can tear you to shreds" Lesso growled out before shoving Amir into the wall again causing him to fall to the ground. They watched as Lesso walked away while fixing her trenchcoat. "That was fucking hot" Y/N muttered out causing Soren to snicker before they headed to the museum.

They walked into the museum and saw the mirror glow. Y/N rushed over after handing Soren her tray. She saw Evil Y/N standing there. "Hello Y/N" Evil Y/N said and Y/N huffed. "Where the hell have you been" Y/N asked as she pouted. "Away but I see you've changed up your style a bit" Evil Y/N said and Y/N rolled her eyes. "Is this how you're going to get your Lesso back" Evil Y/N said as she shoved her hands into her pockets. "Not exactly" Y/N said causing Evil Y/N to raise an eyebrow. "So what is your idea" Evil Y/N said and Y/N rolled her eyes. "Why do you want to know you weren't willing to help" she said as she looked away causing Evil Y/N roll her eyes. After lunch Y/N and Soren made their way out of the museum."I better get back to Lesso now I'll see you later M'Lady" Soren said before her bowed while kissing the top of Y/N's hand. Y/N smiled softly as she watched Soren shift back into a crow before flying off. "Wait Soren" she shouted and the bird stopped as Y/N ran up. "Can you tell Lesso to meet me near the lake but please don't tell her it was me alright" Y/N said and Soren nodded before flying off again.

Y/N was pacing back and forth when she heard Lesso's voice. "So you're the one who told me to meet you here" Lesso said and Y/N looked up to see Lesso standing a few feet away. "Yeah I did I uh I wanted to te-" She was cut off when Lesso put her hand over Y/N's mouth. "Shut up" she growled out and Y/N gulped as she pulled away and was about to speak, but lips pressed against her's causing her eyes to widen in shock. She melted into Lesso when she felt the Dean's arms wrap around her tightly. She closed her eyes as she felt tears roll down her face. Lesso pulled away after a couple seconds and she looked down to see Y/N crying. "Hey hey it's alright I'm here now I'm so sorry Little Siren" Lesso said as she pulled Y/N into her. Y/N buried her head into Lesso's chest as she sobbed while clinging to the Dean of Evil.

A/N: I hope you guys are happy 😌

[koukamisstuff]

Taste of Love

Chapter Eight - Not that Far Away ◇WC◇

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Osamu finished typing in his security code to secure his restaurant he made his way upstairs. Before going into his room, he went to take a look to see if Yuna and Kita were stil asleep. After confirming his friends were okay and leaving water and hangover medicine, he left them to sleep.

He didn't realize what a long day it was and he felt a wave of exhaustion come over him as he reached his room. but before he could turn in for the night. The comment Atsumu said rang through his my mind, turning to his balcony door with full confidence it was locked. He was proven that his brother did in fact know him better than anyone.

Rolling his eyes at his unlocked door, Osamu thought back to when was the last time he opened it. He remembered that he had unlocked it when his room got hot in the morning, but when he went down to prep for tonight that's when he forgot to lock it. Although, the fact that he didn't lock it (again) would never make it to Atsumu's ears. He'd be damned if he gave him another incident to use against him.  But, little did he know that this particular time was about to play against him.

Before he locked his door, he noticed that someone was standing outside in the balcony in the apartment next to his... it was a woman.

He looked at her but only saw the back of her head... he could tell she was lost in her own world. Osamu looked toward what she was staring at and it was the moon. Tonight's moon was full and bright that is shined down on her in a way that he understood why she looked to content. He decided he didn't want to disturb her and was about to close his curtains.

But as he took one last glance at her, the wind blew her hair away revealing the side of her face. For a moment Osamu thought the lack of sleep and the amount of alcohol in his system was causing him to see things. Because the girl who stood just a few feet away from him couldn't possibly be Y/N.

"What is-" he said wiping his eyes to clear up his hallucinations. But she didn't disappear...she was really standing right there. How was it possible that she was here? Why is it that after meeting her once again, not only did he keep thinking about her but now she's popping up here of all places?

Osamu wasn't even sure what his plan for this situation was going to be, all he knew was within a second he had opened the door to stand outside... and just like how he had met her a few days ago.

He called out her name, "Y/N?"

... and confirmed that this wasn't a dream, the person who turned to face him was indeed Y/N.

"Mi--Miya-san? What are you doing here?" She asked as they just stared in shock of one another.

What the hell is happening right now?

The question rang through both their minds.

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[ama-kuu]

Abandoned and Rehomed Ch 2

Warnings: Panic attacks, Depression

Hawks brings you home after picking you up as an abandoned stray

Feline quirk reader

Sorry this is gonna be another sad one. I promise that it's gonna get better as the story progresses. 😅

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Hawks landed gently on his balcony, tenderly gazing down at your sleeping form. He lightly adjusts you in his arms, as few feathers detach to unlock the keypad and maneuver the sliding doors open. Now under the awning, he shakes out his wings, bristling each feather to expel the water droplets. Glancing back, the rain still falling heavily, he moves swiftly into his penthouse.

……………………

You groaned as your ears flicked at the sounds of a nearby shower starting. Ugh. Your head was pounding. You sat up from the very plush mattress underneath you, rubbing circles at your temples, you slid off the bed. You rocked slightly unbalanced when you straightened up. You peered around the room, your gaze catching at the large wet spot on the bed from your rain soaked clothes, you lowered your ears.

Guilt dug at your gut, your head quickly turned to bathroom the door, it was cracked but you didn't see any movement. You moved your attention back to the bed. In your mind, you were indebted to Hawks for graciously picking you off the streets only to inconvenience him.

You tried to work quickly to remove the sheets and bedding before Hawks returned. Once you had all the bedding gathered in your arms you searched around for the hamper. You were so absorbed in your task you didn’t even notice Hawks leaning against the bathroom door frame snickering at you.

He stealthily moved behind you. You were so focused that you didn't even notice him until his hands gripped your hips pulling you flush against his own. You yelped involuntarily followed by blushing hard.

He shook with laughter as you clutched the bedding close to you. “What are you doing Kitten?” His head cocked to the side trapping you with his intimidating golden gaze.

You faltered under his attention, “Oh..Um..” You looked down at the bedding in your arms, your ears drooping forward as you contemplated your response.

“I wanted to clean up after myself before you came back.” You kept your head down, unwilling to hold his gaze. Did you mess up? Was he upset with you for touching his things? Wha-

He clicked his tongue, breaking you out of your downward spiral. Feathers swarmed the bedding, pulling them from your hold and floated off out of the room. Hawks spun you in front of him, now facing him. He held your chin up to maintain eye contact.

“Kitten…” He leaned in closer, “I didn’t bring you home to be a maid…So let me pamper my new pet properly.”

Your mind was spinning leaving you speechless as you gaped at him. Your mouth hung open stunned for only a brief moment before you sighed in relief, leaning up on your tip toes and purred loudly against his neck. Thank goodness he wasn’t mad. He pet your head gently before gathering you up, his arms scooping you up under your thighs. His hands brushed over your tail causing you to shutter against him. In the short time you were with him it seemed like you spent most of it in his arms rather than touching the ground, it was amusingly pleasant. You melted against him.

You couldn’t help but notice his own wings flutter gently at your reactions. You leaned over him as he carried you towards the bathroom, your fingers gingerly batting at the feathers at the peak of his wings. He deeply inhaled and dipped through the bathroom doorway, careful to make sure you didn't hit your head on the door frame.

He set you down on the marble vanity. The steam from the shower caused a thick fog to coat the room. You took in the room, not only the counter was marble but the floors and the walls as well. It was honestly intimidating to take in. Beside you sat a neatly folded pile of his clothes. Your attention was quickly redirected by a brief flap of his crimson appendages, as he leaned into the shower to check the water temperature. You sat there in a trance as your senses zoned in on his wings. You fought your quirk’s instincts to run your claws through the feathers pulling and tugging at the quills.

Hawks felt the intense stare on his back. Peeking his head subtlety over his shoulder, his pupils narrowed at the sight. You sat there, eyes fully dilated with your claws flexing in between your spread thighs. He slowly expanded his wingspan, eager to watch your expressions. You reacted immediately, claws elongating and digging into the stone counter. Fuck. Watching you restrain your impulses to jump him was HOT.

He shook his head, he was in control. At least that’s what he told himself as he raked his gaze over you. Still in your soaked outfit, he knew he needed to make sure you were taken care of first, before his own needs. He slowly exhaled, regaining that control, he stepped closer to you.

“Kitten. You are going to shower then change into these.” He motioned to the clothing beside you.

Your pupils readjusted back to normal as you listened to his commands.

“Got it kitten?” His eyes flashed with dominance challenging you……

“Yes.” His eyebrows raised surprised to hear you for the first time since you woke up. You smiled gently at him, your heart warm at his efforts to pamper you.

His hands braced your shoulders, “Kitten if you need me, I’ll be right outside the door.”

You nodded as you slid down from the counter. When your feet were planted on the floor he gave your forehead a light kiss before retreating out of the room.

With Hawks no longer around to distract you, the headache you woke up with became more apparent. Your head throbbed as you slowly peeled the heavy clothes from your body. They fell to the floor with a thud as you stumbled to the shower. The steam was now thick and difficult to see through, as you entered the luxury glass shower. You stood under the water stream with your ears tucked down to prevent water from getting too far down into your ear canals.

Your hands grazed up your body as the shower heated you back up. Heat. You froze when your fingers made contact with your collar. Your stomach dropped. Hands become numb as they clenched onto the collar. Even though you were the one left behind, you could not help but feel… guilty… Dabi….Tears flooded your eyes as your legs buckled under you. You couldn’t stop what came next. You began to hyperventilate, you choked on the shower steam as you tried to get air into your lungs. You needed to collar OFF, NOW. Your fingers fumbled with the buckle as you fought back sobs.

“HAWKS!” You screamed for him, fighting to get the words past the tightness forming in your throat. It was getting harder for you to breathe, it felt as if the collar itself was strangling you with your own feelings.

He was on you in seconds. Red blurs flew around you as the shower was shut off, plush towels wrapped cocooned around you and mainly the collar choker removed from your neck. You got one last glimpse of it before it was flown out of the room. Taking deep breaths, you cling to his shirt as if it was the only thing keeping you grounded.

“Everything’s okay kitten, you are safe with me.” His hand cradled your head against him. He didn't dare move you, not until you calmed down. “I’m going to be right here. You can get through this, just keep breathing with me.”

You focused on him and made a conscious effort to sync up with him. In and out. He continued to rub gentle circles on the back of your head with his thumb, as your respirations became slower.

You nodded against his chest, “I’m okay.” Your heart was still pounding in your chest, but you felt better.

You lifted your head and wiped the stray tears from your cheeks, “ I’m sorry, I don’t know what happened.” You smiled to ease your embarrassment.

“No. No apologizing, If you ever need something, you call me. Period.” He squeezed you against him. “Am I alright to pick you up now?”

“Yea, can we go back to bed.” You tugged lightly at his shirt in your hold.

“Anything for you”, he scooped you up effortlessly and carried you back to the bedroom.

You looked at the freshly made bed as he passed it and set you down on the bench at the foot of the bed. It puzzled you as you turned up to look at him.

He leaned down to you, “I'm gonna dry your hair before we go to bed, hang out here for a second.”

You sat there in silence. What time was it anyway? Glancing around you noted the large thick curtains that covered what you assumed to be a large wall of windows. Knowing Hawks, you bet he lived somewhere high up. You internally kicked yourself for not being able to stay awake during the trip here, to get a general idea of where you were.

Hawks returned shortly with a small hair dryer and wet brush in hand. He kneeled behind you carefully brushing through your hair. You pulled your knees to your chest so you could rest your head against them.

“Is this okay? Does it hurt?” He paused to wait for your response.

“No, it’s nice.” He continued to comb through your hair until the brush passed smoothly. Then began section by section blow drying.

You soaked in the warmth as you purred in content. Your chest vibrating from the sounds, you would honestly be surprised if Hawks couldn’t hear it.

You dozed off as he tended to you. Once he finished, used his feathers to return the tools into the bathroom. He pulled you up onto the bed throwing the covers over you and positioned you as the little spoon against him.

His wing covered you, as you held his arms around you. It felt nice to be wanted again. His arms pulled you tighter against him, it was very noticeable now that he was shirtless. Your face flushed at the realization that you never put any clothes on, after your episode you completely forgot.

“What’s the matter?” he blew seductively into your ear. “Your heart rate seems to be increasing rapidly.” He chuckled as he teased you.

Fidgeting with the blankets, you pulled them tighter to your chest. Your cheeks burned from embarrassment, you turned to face him and pouted.

Hawks spun you in his arms, so that you were now fully facing him. “Kitten relax, tonight I’m just gonna cuddle you.” He moved his arm to prop his head up on the pillow. “Besides I wanna make sure you are a little more settled before I scare you away” He winked suggestively at you.

You giggled into his bare chest, “I’d like to see to try”. You scraped your teeth against his skin, giving a brief nip before curling into him and drifting off to sleep.

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Forbidden Witch (2/?)

Pairing: Charles Brandon X Female Reader

Warning: Fantasy. Language. Forbidden Love. Tell me if I miss something.

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Riding for a few minutes, the boy was fun, he had many stories but I was grateful when he stopped chattering. I think this adventure exhausted him.

We arrived in Aluma and it was not difficult to find the castle, in a short time, we were well in freight for the construction. Aretuza was a beautiful place, but I had never seen such a magnificent castle, it was big, people were probably lost there. I approached the entrance and came across three soldiers, who immediately aimed the spears at me.

"Stop! Who's coming over there?"

I looked at them alerting them to stay quiet and I got off the horse slowly, the little prince was already asleep and I didn't want to find him. I think almost turning into monster food was a great experience, he needed to rest.

"Tsc-tsc. I don't think that's how you supposed to treat a lady. Especially when she saved and is in charge of the safety of her future king."

One of them approached to look closely and then looked at the others.

"Go, fast! Let your majesties know, Prince Eric has been found."

One of them ran inside the door, faster than a fox and I, even with the little boy, still had to wait outside. I looked at the blondie, and he slept soundly, hugging my Atlas, as if je were the most comfortable of the mattresses. Which is probably something he must have. Based on the aesthetics of the Castle, they must have everything from the good and the best, and even more.

"Eric! My little warrior!"

A voice, clearly desperate, screamed and, faster than her guard, the queen approached. A beautiful lady, blonde, thin but with curves, a beautiful green dress with gold details that matched with her hazel eyes and, of course, a simple but remarkable crown with rubies on the top of her head.

She approached me and the little boy, affectionately touching her face and then brushing her hair with her fingers. Her features were clear, pure happiness, relief and tears that I think, have been there since the little boy ran away. Eric woke up quickly with his mother touch and smiled softly, still tired.

She grabbed the boy, without caring about his soaked clothes, giving him a giant bear hug while sobbing.

"Oh my little prince, why? You know how worried your Mom is when you run away like that."

She said now looking at him with teary red eyes. I have to admit I felt bad for her.

"I think I'll have to put soldiers in to watch you again"

Again? Yeah, he didn't lie, and by the nickname "little warrior", I think he was really a little adventurer and a big runaway kid.

"Mom, I'm sorry and I'm fine. The witch saved me. Without her, I would be monster dinner right now."

Said the little troublemaker and after the brief moment of mother and son, the queen noticed me, gave a big smile and I bowed in respect, but she soon shook her head and held my hand.

"You, my young lady, no need to bow. You saved my son, my greatest treasure, you don't know how grateful I am. What's your name?"

I didn't knew exactly what to say. I looked at Eric and he just smiled comforting me.

"Oh.. your majesty.. I'm Cassandra, Cassandra of Boudicca.. and I just.. I just did what any sensible person would do."

"One way or another, me and your majesty, the king, we are very grateful, and by the way the king would love to meet you."

Meet me? Oh Lord, I can't say no to a queen, right? She's being so sweet with me but I'm even dressed properly to meet a king?

"My queen.. I.. well.."

"No no, I'll be offended if you refuse"

I sighed and nodded. The soldiers led the way and the queen took me into the huge castle, holding my right hand and with her son by the side, but within minutes he ran into a room with large wooden doors, apparently the throne room.

I thought we would get in there but the queen is still walking and I had no choice but to follow. We arrived at a door, it was opened and it was a beautiful room, with a huge bed that would probably fit three people, a nice balcony, a dressing table, a shelf with some books. The queen took me to the room on, had a huge mirror, a beautiful bathtub, prepared with some foam and next to it, a black girl with a simple dress, braided hair and a beautiful smile.

"This is Juliette, one of my chaperones, she's a wonderful lady, she will help you bathe and get ready."

The lady Juliette bowed at me and I looked surprised at the queen.

"Your majesty, that's not necessary, I.."

She cutted me before I could say something more.

"Darling, you can call me Madeline and maybe it's not necessary but I asked my man to treat your beautiful horse and I think you need too, besides.."

She grabbed a little cloth and gently rubbed under my nose wiping it. Something a mother would do. And I saw a little of blood when she pull away the cloth. Fire spells always consume a lot of my strength, occasionally, my nose would start bleeding and on the worst situation, I would pass out.

"..You look very exhausted, please, let my lady help you.."

Alright, maybe I need it and won't hurt, right?

I nodded causing the Queen and her lady to smile widely at me.

"Huh.. At least, lady Juliette, can she let me take care of my bath? By myself, please? I don't want to be disrespectful to your kindly, but I'm not used to undressing in front of anyone."

The queen smiled softly and nodded at Juliette and soon, she were our of bathroom.

"Darlin, one question. What's your favorite color?"

"Black!?"

I answered a little confused and she left me alone in the bathroom. I undressed and went into the warm water.

I would not feel comfortable naked in someone's presence, at all, even if I were a man.. I imagine that some people think I can be experient, I admit that I have a beautiful body, at least I think that I'm beautiful, attracts many masculine looks, I have been courted but always by men who saw me with a piece of meat or out of curiosity to know what spell a witch knows how to do between four walls. Pathetic.

The truth is that I have never been with a man, I have never fallen in love. When I was younger, I used to imagine what my future husband would be like. I imagined your details, I remember everything I liked.. He would be a tall man, defined body, fair, strong, sweet, romantic, noble, fair skin, blue eyes like the sky in a spring morning, dark hair like the night, short or maybe curly, lips chubby that would always leave me wanting more, hands that when..

Oh my God, stop Cassandra, you're not a teen anymore.. and it's not going to happen.

I blew away those stupid thoughts and got up from bathtub, grabbed a towel and wrapped around my body. When i arrived on room, I meet Lady Juliette, holding a box and next to her, on the bed, a simple, but for my eyes, a really gorgeous black dress.

"Oh my God, that's..?"

Lady Juliette laughed softly and opened the box, revealing a necklace.

"The queen want you to wear this for tonight. She thought you would like the style and it's also a gift for saving her son"

I don't wanted to sounds dramatic but it's beautiful, the dress, the necklace. I grabbed the dress and ran back to bathroom to get dressed. I admired myself on the mirror for a second and quickly, Juliette was behind me, helping me with the necklace.

"By your smile, I see you approved. The queen will love to know. Your majesties await for you on the throne room, I'll lead the way."

I nodded and followed Juliette to the throne room

Charles Brandon POV

Another beautiful morning. I woke up and rubbed my eyes, yawned getting up and wearing a shirt. I went to the window, opened the curtains and let the sunlight in. Oh, fresh air. Honestly, I could not have chosen a better place to be my home, in freight to a beautiful and immense river, around the splendid nature, far from the city, that noise makes me crazy, horses running, people screaming, songs out of tune, poor people begging for help and old "relationships" knocking on my door. That's peace right here.

I looked to the side. Seeing my wife, Phoebe and my little princess, my daughter Mackenzie. Christ, she is growing up so fast, she is only six years old now but she is a very smart little girl, loves to read, write and draw. She is the most special thing in the world for me.

I remember when Phoebe told me she was pregnant, four weeks after our wedding. I have always been a man who lives in the present, the now. But at that moment, I cared about the future, about me, about being a better man, something I never was and my wife suffered a lot from it, she would pretend to don't mind sleeping all alone almost every night, pretended not see me arriving late, often drunk, lipstick and sweat on my skin. Today I don't like to talk but, loyalty was never on my list of tasks, not before Phoebe give me someone so innocent, so sweet and pure, someone who depended on me. There's a Charles Brandon before Mackenzie, and another Charles Brandon after Mackenzie, and long before that, long before I met Phoebe, I was just a farmer's son.

How do I become Duke? Well, I was always in love with horses and swords, my father died when I was little and my mother was a queen's lady. I practically lived in the castle because of my mother's work, and this work, gave me a chance to see the soldiers training, fighting, riding, I just loved it and the captain ended up realizing my admiration, despite my young age, I became a helper, simply started carrying things, gave a little help with the horses. My dedication took me far, in a short time I cleaned the armor and then I was sharpening and testing the swords and when I really became a man, after my mother died of natural causes, with the blessing of King Edward, I became knights, soldier, one of the best.

Going to war was incredible for me, it seems sick but I liked to cut off heads, tear apart, see blood and defend the kingdom that treated me like a son. King Edward had a best friend, a king from a distant continent. King Alexander. On one of his visits, there was a feast, and that's when we met. That same night, there was an ambush in the castle and unfortunately, the king in which I served since I was a child, was murdered, as well as several soldiers, I remained standing, even injured and saved King Alexander.

After all that, King Edward gave me a lot of support. He knew it was a big loss for me, I lost a lot of friends and he knew that King Alexander was almost like a father to me. He knew of my dedication and love for the royal guard, for being a soldier and he invited me to be part of his soldiers. I was reluctant but after thinking a lot, I really had nothing else, nothing to lose so, the next day, I am already on my way to Aluma, his kingdom. There I met his wife, he told me they were trying to have a baby, they hoped it was a boy, an heir, I honestly, I always thought it was bullshit but I wouldn't say that, I was treated like a son.

For a few years, I exercised my place in the royal guard, I became a captain, and of course, the title attracted several lovers. Redheads, brunettes, blondes, fair skin, black skin, a whole meal full of colors and tastes.. each dawn I got up from a different bed, and "finally", I met Phoebe, a young lady, from a noble family. At first, it was just a carnal thing but it ended up becoming a passion, and soon, we were married. Being a captain, having a wife and being a party boy. My favorite things in life, but they were colliding. Phoebe suffered from wondering if I would return alive from a battle and the other night, she slept alone while I had fun with some harlot. It got to the point where I realized that it couldn't be like that anymore, I had affection for the woman who woke up more than I want in me, so I made the decision to relinquish my post as captain of the royal guard. King Alexander tried to insist that I stay, it's true that we ended up becoming great friends but he ended up understanding my decision.

As a thank you for years of loyalty to him and his best friend, he gave me a title and his best builders would build my home, wherever I wanted. I chose, Sullfolk, a beautiful continent, full of nature. I became Charles Brandon, the Duke of Sullfolk.

"Daddy?"

I leave my daydreams of the past, hearing that sweet voice of my dear Mackenzie. I looked at the bed and saw her with a sleepy face and a smile in my direction. I walked over, sitting next to her on the bed and placing a kiss on her messy hair.

"Good morning, sunshine. how did my little princess sleep?"

"Good daddy, are we traveling today, right?"

I laughed softly nodding at her. Since King Alexander sent a letter, inviting me and my family to Aluma, my little Mackenzie is not holding on to happiness, she would ask me every night, "When are we going? It's closer daddy?".

It would be her first trip, she would know the place of my stories that she loved to hear. It would be a visit, it had been a few years since Alexandre and I had seen each other and he said he would prepare a banquet, talk about the old days, it would be fun for my family, a chance for Mackenzie to know a new place and Phoebe would review the place where he was born. In fact, we were all in stasis.

"I'll get ready and tell our servants to put our breakfast. Wake up your mother and meet me in the dining room. After we eat, we go to the road."

She smiled widely causing me the same action of affection and I left the room.

[itsuki-minamy]

WONDERFUL SCHOOL DAYS: MY PRECIOUS RED

CHAPTER 5: WINTER

Translation: Naru-kun Raws: skyflyinginaction

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In the end, the feeling of discomfort was unexpectedly terrible and she was unable to recover to the point where she could walk home. Although Fushimi's hands had helped her, she was so shocked that she was forced to undergo an examination and she went to the hospital that day.

The next day, after a medical examination, she returned to the girls' dormitory.

(Oh, just, because everyone is taking classes.), she thought.

However, although there should have been no abnormalities at the time of the exam, she had a fever at noon and she stopped going to school that day.

She knew what the reason was, probably from Yata's words.

She believed it was because those words were stuck in her chest and she was worried. In other words, it was something spiritual.

Because it was the first time Yata had yelled at her like that.

She was surprised by the word "betrayal" and that Yata thought that of her.

She didn't know why, of course he was hurt, and maybe he was angry. Because, Yata, he just said that and left the hospital room without hearing her excuse.

But at the same time, Yata's face at that moment couldn't get out of her head.

More than that, she didn't understand why. She thought he was hurt.

His face burned at the back of her eyes and it was very painful.

Actually, it was the opposite, but she still felt that she had hurt Yata.

Is it because he was worried and distraught? By the time Kukuri came to visit her at the end of school, her fever had risen higher and exceeded 38 degrees. Even the next morning, she did not come down. She apparently caught a cold since she was weak.

She had no choice but to go to the hospital the next day while she fluttered about.

She got a drip and a Chinese herbal medicine for the fever.

Anyway, she was bored alone in the room that day and tried to sleep. She had a hard time eating the yogurt that Kukuri bought for her and she took the medicine.

But the next morning, after all, the fever didn't go down.

(Oh, it's the third day. I want to go to school soon.), she thought.

She was impatient, but her body couldn't bear it.

"It doesn't work; it doesn't work..."

She coughed, looked at the ceiling and sighed.

Her body was hot and heavy. It was difficult to even turn around.

She couldn't go to school in that situation. She knew that going there would only cause annoyance and worry.

"Ah…"

She looked up at the ceiling and pursed her lips tightly.

She hated herself as a person.

Being alone in a quiet room reminded her of all the extra things.

This also happened last year, she was alone in the room.

Scared of herself as a "monster", she locked herself in her room. Other than that, she didn't know what to do.

She hugged herself trembling and stared at the wall. Also in the morning, even during the day and at night.

"......"

She wanted to go to school and laugh with Kukuri and Neko.

She also wanted to go to the "HOMRA" bar, and play with everyone in the red club.

She was alone, and she did not like being alone.

"Yata-kun..."

She coughed out the name on her chest. She wanted to see Yata.

She hurt the back of her nose.

Even if she said that, she still remembered what Yata said. She wanted to see him, but she knew he was upset.

Why? He was hurt, he was sad and angry, but she wanted to see him.

She didn't know why, but Yata doubted her.

Was she "betraying" Yata? Why? Why didn't she think that was never the case?

For Yata, how long have you been together since spring?

Did he join her with a sense of duty because of the injury he caused?

She gently clenched her back teeth and covered her eyes with both hands.

Even if she knew it was different, she thought so herself.

Because if not, do you think it is a "betrayal"? Although they are friends!

(Yata-kun, you said that even I was your friend, right?), she thought.

Or was it not good for her like that?

"......"

Thinking that, she shook her head.

She did not doubt him. She just wanted to say, why was she thinking only of Yata?

There were many other things to think about. For example, who locked her up in that place? What was the purpose of it?

Was she also an object of disgust and fear? Because she was as strange a Strain as she was in the previous school?

"Ah...!"

It was disconcerting and sad. Even if she knew she couldn't be helped, it hurt.

But why? After all, the thought immediately returned to Yata.

She thought of various things and she wanted to see him after all.

(Oh, I want to see Yata-kun and talk.), she thought she.

Even now, she wanted to see Yata above all else.

It was at that moment that she heard a clear pounding sound. That surprised her and she opened her eyes.

Looking at the alarm clock next to the bed, it was almost 12 o'clock.

Yes. In other words, it was definitely the time when both students and teachers were in school.

Eh? Who would it be at that time?

"……?"

The moment she wondered and looked around her, called her a second time.

Involuntarily it was impressive.

After all, the sound of knocking was not coming from the door.

When she struggled to get up, she moved to the window, dragging her heavy body.

Then when she moved the curtains and looked out onto the balcony,

"…?!"

Eh?

What she saw from the window was a black school uniform and a boy with auburn hair.

She opened her mouth in amazement, and hurriedly opened the window curtains.

"Yes, Yata-kun?"

It was Yata who was crouched on the balcony to avoid the gaze of the public.

Without a doubt, Yata.

"Uh..."

"Why are you here?! What happened to the school?"

"You have decided to skip it, right?"

Yata blushed and walked away.

"Well, if you think about it, it's true... Isn't that a lie?! Really, Yata-kun?"

"......"

It was too much, she did not immediately accept the reality that she had in front of her and she was confused.

She couldn't believe it, Yata went to the girls' dorm.

"I can enter?"

For her, that she had no choice but to be just a flower, the illusion came carefully.

She took a deep breath and said, "Okay, come in.", and opened the window wider.

"You were in bed."

"But…"

"You have a fever, right?"

Yata kicked off his shoes and walked in, saying that bluntly.

"Yes, I heard."

"Whose?"

"Kamamoto... and Yukizome."

"I see."

She wanted to see him, but she was still hurt and frustrated, so she couldn't speak well.

When she closed her mouth, Yata was also uncomfortable, and as he looked away from her, he coughed, "Would you like to go back to bed?"

"Mmm..."

She thought it was not a place to be stubborn, so she went to bed quietly, Yata sat cross-legged next to her and looked at her anxiously.

Her favorite, Yata's eyes.

Straightforward, hot, and unwavering, but kind.

"Are you okay?"

With that one word, her heart warmed enough that it was painful.

Oh, Yata. Anxious and overprotective. He always rushed first and protected her. The usual Yata.

Yata was next to her. She was so happy that she was about to burst into tears.

Oh, no. It wasn't just that. That was not the norm.

Finally, she realized. Being by his side was already an irreplaceable miracle, but for that it was painful.

Because he said that?

She bit her back teeth and looked at Yata.

"It is bad!"

Then Yata gritted his teeth, painfully distorted her face, and the next moment he sat on the ground. This was the second time for Yata.

Yata's strong voice echoed. She was concerned that they could hear it from outside.

It was the same as that time.

The first day of transfer. Just like Yata, who sat across from her.

He hit his forehead and screamed more.

"You can hit me until you feel like it!"

Eh?!

"Well, I won't do that."

She was surprised by the words, she hastily got up and shook her head.

"Oh, get up and you will fall!"

"Then stop doing that."

"Okay, but…!"

"They haven't asked you to do that, right?"

Perhaps Yata was surprised, he raised his head vigorously.

His eyes that pierced her harbored burning flames.

There was something she came up with with devotion.

Oh, how many times had those eyes saved her?

She liked her, she loved Yata's eyes.

"I want to hear the story, but they haven't asked me to sit down, much less hit me. Ok?"

"But..."

"If you stop, I'll lie down quietly."

"......"

When she said "Hey?", he thought it was not a place to be stubborn. Yata reluctantly crossed his legs. She was relieved and she went back to bed.

"It is bad…"

"You were in the hospital, right?"

"Ah…"

"Let me know..."

Yata painfully distorted his face and looked down.

After being silent for a while, he said, "I'm not going to make an excuse.", and slowly parted his lips.

"Saru was my best friend from high school."

"……!"

She gasped at the unexpected words.

She widened her eyes and looked at Yata, who was still face down.

Was Fushimi-kun his best friend?

There was no reason for him to lie. Yata couldn't lie.

But now they didn't see each other as friends.

"Are you a traitor too?"

Yata's piercing scream echoed through the hospital.

Finally, she was surprised at the unnaturalness of the words.

That was all. At that moment, Yata said "you too", "traitor", for the second time.

It was a word that would never come out unless someone had betrayed him in the past.

"Obviously, he was by my side. It was natural to be by my side. He was a partner and an ally. Truly, always, always together."

"Yata-kun..."

"Since then, I've been longing for Mikoto-san. Both Kusanagi-san and Totsuka-san. I wanted to go to his side and get closer. When I went to high school, I would definitely enter Homura. Both..."

Yata clenched his fist tightly.

"That's right, I entered high school, I entered Homura, but when the summer break was over, he left the club without permission and went straight to the blue club..."

"......"

"It was an unprecedented story in the red club and the blue club, and a big uproar. I didn't understand, and I rushed inside. But the monkey…! He couldn't even speak about the reason!"

He hit the ground with his fist. He shrugged.

"He just laughed to look down, nothing more..."

"......"

"I still don't understand the meaning. I don't understand it and that's why I'm angry..."

"Yata-kun..."

"Why did you betray me? I was far away. But is he your partner? The best is... Homura!"

He felt sad that he couldn't finish his thoughts with every word.

"It's important... I feel like everything was denied..."

"Yata-kun..."

"I heard that you should have gone to help with the class preparations, but you were with the Monkey in that place, and then you were taken away in an ambulance. I thought..."

Yata raised his head and looked at her painfully distorting his face.

"It's bad. You and the Monkey are different..."

He shook his head in a voice that squeezed the wound.

Yata hadn't figured it out at all, which was why he felt frustrated and dejected.

She felt that she could understand that frustrating feeling.

And she understood well the fear of suddenly losing something important.

Once suddenly she lost everything that was important to her.

"......"

(I see. That's Yata-kun's trauma.), she thought.

Perhaps he was very worried, that is why he lacked calm.

At the time, even Fushimi, who contacted her, didn't know what had happened. So they all were told only two things: "she was with Fushimi in an unpopular place" and "she got injured in an accident there."

Then it was impossible not to be suspicious. Especially if there was a trauma.

She could understand words with that feeling.

Finally, when she understood everything, she was relieved to breathe.

(I see. Oh, that was good. That was it.), she thought.

Yata did not doubt her or hate her.

"I said a terrible word and left the hospital room, but I immediately regretted it. Kusanagi-san scolded me. They all did. I thought I would apologize soon, but you had a fever and you were resting..."

Yata began to babble again.

"I thought I would wait until you were okay, but yesterday and today you were the same, so… in other words…"

"I made you worry..."

"That is not a good story."

Still, Yata went to the women's dormitory.

Not just to apologize. Perhaps he was very concerned about her body.

The gentle and eager Yata. Even in the case of a burn, he protected her in an overprotective way.

She smiled when she saw her left hand, which had been completely healed.

"Well, I think it's a story."

"Eh…?"

Yes. That was a good story.

Because at that moment, Yata remembered him at the hospital, right? The sadness when Fushimi left. Anger and suffering. The feeling of loss.

That's why he took it out on her.

So, huh? Why did she remind him of that? Isn't it because she thought she was like Fushimi?

It was natural to be by his side. It was very important. She didn't want to lose him.

That is why she was terrified and distraught.

She hears that.

Was that a convenient interpretation for her? Excessive shyness?

No. She could take a hundred steps and it would still be fine. Still, she was happy!

(I'm happy, Yata-kun. I'm glad I can feel relieved from the bottom of my heart.), she thought.

Because he didn't suspect her. She was not untrustworthy. He did not dislike her.

Yata was still the kind and dear Yata.

"Ah…"

(That's what makes me happy!), she thought.

When she took her hands off the futon, she picked up Yata's clothes.

"Uh..."

"Forgive me. I'm not angry. It was sad and it hurt, but most of all, I didn't understand the meaning. I'm glad you spoke..."

"I…"

"So, huh? Yata-kun... If I recover, will we play again...?"

Yata raised his face.

"Eh…?"

"Ah, play?"

"Of course. But that's..."

Yata got confused and shook his head.

She knew what he meant, because it was about Yata.

That was not compensation. Did he mean that?

But Yata, once again, they haven't asked him to pay, right?

Nothing has been done.

"Yata-kun. I will not leave, I will not betray you, because I no longer want to lose someone important to me. Remember that. I also lost everything once."

"That is to say…"

"Is it okay to be by my side? I want to be by your side... will you let me stay?"

"Ah…"

Yata's face was distorted as if he was crying.

Is it because he didn't want her to see him ​that way? Yata quickly grabbed the hat and lowered it to hide his eyes from her.

"Obviously...!"

She pretended not to know that the little voice was shaking.

How long had it been? For a long time, they were silent.

She fell silent and they remained together, almost motionless.

Oddly, the silence didn't bother her. However, the time passed peacefully.

She thought that the moment when nothing happened was very important.

She reached for Yata's clothes again, drowsy from the warm light.

"About Fushimi-kun…"

When she put on her clothes, Yata rolled his shoulders.

The line of sight that followed seemed terribly awkward. With confidence, just with that, she could see how much that case affected Yata's heart.

She hoped it would be resolved one day, anyway.

She thought that the important thing was not there. It was not necessary for him to understand. He didn't have to go back to normal. She thought it would be fine. Well, Yata's ideal might be to go back to the old relationship.

However, he was still trapped alone not knowing anything. She wishes he could get out of that situation. She thought that only that was different. That alone would be enough to save Yata.

"Do not give up."

"......!"

Speak clearly. She couldn't say anything more and fell silent.

As if Yata always did that, so did she.

"Don't give up, it's not good."

(Don't stop understanding each other. Even if it's painful, never give up.), she thought.

Kamamoto, Suoh, Kusanagi, Totsuka, and they were all next to him.

The moment it surrenders, it will break. It will never be like before.

She gave up and escaped earlier.

"Please don't make my mistake, Yata-kun."

"Ah!"

At her words, Yata distorted his face and moved his mouth as if he was about to start crying.

But no words came out.

The way he was, he bit down on his back teeth and lowered his head again.

"Stop saying that."

A terribly small voice. When she twisted her neck, Yata stared at her.

Her eyes were warm without fluctuation, and her heart made a loud noise.

"I'll tell you appropriately..."

"Yata-kun?"

"Get well soon."

Yata's soft words, which reddened her face, struck her gently.

"Did you eat at noon?"

After that, she was silent for a while and thought about each one of them, but suddenly Yata looked at the clock on the wall and said that.

"Oh, by the way... I haven't eaten..."

"Are you hungry? Should I do something?"

"I want to eat fried rice."

"Eh?"

When he remembered that he did it earlier, Yata opened his eyes.

"It's good for when you feel bad."

"The one you made earlier was delicious."

"I'll do it if you can eat it... But what about the ingredients?"

"Oh, it might not be possible."

She meant, what was in the fridge? For the past two days, she had only eaten yogurt and jelly, which Kukuri brought for her.

When she said that, Yata moved to the front of the refrigerator and looked at it.

"Seriously, there is almost nothing. Yogurt, jam and fruit. And eggs and cold rice?"

Having said that, when he took off his school uniform, Yata looked at her and gave his usual awkward smile.

"Turn it into egg porridge. I'll go back to making fried rice when you're okay."

His words made it even more painful. The hot feelings seemed to push her chest up.

The hot egg porridge made by Yata was delicious.

She had no appetite until a little while ago, but it seemed to be written on her stomach.

She was happy, and her smile naturally overflowed.

"Thank you, I am happy."

"I will do it anytime."

When she thanked him while she smiled, Yata blushed.

"Get well soon."

"Yes, of course."

Yata gave her an awkward smile.

It was like a miracle.

She realized that happiness was such a thing.

She smiled back and chewed on the wonderful "every day."

The next day, she was completely relieved and she went to school for the first time in a long time.

"Saya-chan! You finally came!"

Kukuri-chan! Sorry for worrying you! Thanks for everything!"

She jumped onto Kukuri's chest with both hands spread.

"Konohana-san, are you okay?"

"Isn't it better to rest still?"

"Gohan. Are you okay?"

"Shiro-kun, Yatogami-kun, Neko-chan! I'm fine! Sorry for worrying you!"

When she smiled, everyone breathed like they were relieved.

"I heard this year's cold is bad."

"But I feel like I hear that every year, with a fever."

In pollen season, you hear every year how many times more pollen flies than last year, right?

"But this is credible, because my man from the festival is resting."

(Huh? Festival man?), she thought.

They all point to the window at the same time.

Kamamoto was sitting there alone. Eh? That person?!

When she told everyone, "I'm sorry.", she ran over to Kamamoto.

"Good morning, Kamamoto-kun!"

"Oh, yeah. Is your body okay?"

"Yes. Sorry to worry you. What about Yata-kun?"

"He has a fever and is resting. He caught a cold."

Well, that was... too many thoughts went through her head and she suddenly screamed.

"Oh, that's right. I got infected and infected him."

She looked up and blocked for a moment, then looked at Kamamoto, who seemed bored alone, and tilted her head.

"I want to go see him after school, can you help me sneak into the men's dorm?"

"What? Good, but... Yata-san, he will jump."

"Eh? He will jump and he will be happy?"

"Does not mean that."

She wondered if she was being impatient and going too fast. She wondered if he would turn bright red and flutter.

She knew the way of him to act.

She smiled and clenched her fist.

"No problem, I like that side of Yata-kun!"

Also, she was very happy with yesterday's visit, and she was relieved to understand the situation for which he apologized, but because of that she felt that she wanted to give back because they hurt him in vain.

"I will gladly take you, Konohana-san."

"Thanks!"

So, at night, with the help of Kamamoto, she unknowingly visited Yata's room.

Yata, who screamed, closed the door saying, "Wait two minutes, wait a minute!", but she couldn't wait quietly in the hallway of the men's dorm, they might discover her in the first place.

If he had a fever and was trying to get rid of her, it was outrageous. It wasn't a joke, so she pushes the door aside...

Then, the "superhuman strength" activated well, and when she opened the door, she pushed Yata, who stood with a bright red face, into the room and it was worth taking care of him.

The school festival was only two weeks away.

In order to enjoy the preparation together, they had to be cured as soon as possible.

++++++++++

"What? Christmas party?"

"Yes. I wonder if the red club will do anything for Christmas."

Yata and Kamamoto looked at each other when she said that while closing their PDA.

The school festival was the most enjoyable, including the preparation period. It was too much fun.

Preparing for a class show and preparing a position at the red club. She was very busy at the same time, she wasn't saying she wasn't in trouble, but even now, she remembered having fun. Not only her, everyone smiled and had fun.

Yes, she smiled herself, although the case of being trapped in the warehouse was not solved.

She was afraid to think that malicious intent was hidden somewhere. She couldn't help but be afraid, but Yata was there.

She was sometimes too busy to find the criminal, but thank you all, she thought it was not so much.

When it came to festivals, the red part was still going strong. The post was a great success. On the first day, the prepared quantity ran out early. She significantly increased the number from the next day, but they were all sold out.

After the school festival, it was grandly opened at the "HOMRA" bar.

It was fun.

However, after having fun, the "student book" always arrives.

The scope of the final test had been announced and the preparation period began.

As usual, if they got a red point, they would be banned, so this time too, the red club will work as one to pass the test. By the way, they were heading to the library.

"Let's go quickly, Konohana-san."

"Eh? Yes? I heard from Kukuri-chan that the Christmas party is organized by the Silver Club, right?"

"Oh, that's right. Is that what they're doing at the Himmelreich?"

"Yes. That's right. Would you like to go with me? You were surprised. The Silver club has an airship. Every year, we have a Christmas party in that airship."

"Oh. At the moment, the organizer is supposed to be the Silver club that owns Himmelreich, but the student council and the Blue club are really in charge. The participants are the Silver club and the Blue club, the student council, students. generals invited by its members and general students who won the lottery. Some teachers. It's a lot of people and it seems to be great every year. The food is amazing and luxurious."

Perhaps Kamamoto's interest was at the end, because he was so strong.

"Last year we had a Christmas party."

"Oh, after all? That's true. You said you had a Halloween party too."

"I see. Then let's reject it.", she thought. It was a bit disappointing, but she would like to participate in the Red club area.

When she said that, Kamamoto frowned, "Okay?"

"…? It's okay?"

"You can't do it with the intention of participating, I think you'd be an ant going there, right?"

"Eh? Aren't you exaggerating? I haven't decided yet or something. Okay, but I'd like to participate with the Red club."

"That would be nice. I see. It's Christmas. We'll be there. So, I should avoid the red dot anyway. I can't be a hub."

"That's right. Good luck. Christmas without you would be boring."

"That's right. Let's do our best, Yata-san."

Kamamoto looked at Yata.

But Yata didn't answer that... that is, didn't he ask? While he was thinking of something, he coughed, "Yes. Christmas. Let's do that at Christmas."

She and Kamamoto looked at each other with raised eyebrows.

"Yata-kun?"

"Yata-san?"

"What?! What is it?"

What was that line?

"I'm thinking about it. What's wrong with you?"

"Hmmm, nothing!"

Yata shook his head with the feeling that it was all "yes".

When that happened, she was irritated.

When she looks at Yata, she smiled.

"Well then. What are we going to do at Christmas?"

"What?! I don't understand! I don't know anything!"

"Yes. I agree. So, tell us what you were thinking now."

"Nothing!"

"Yes. I understand that. That's why I'm translating ..."

"Konohana-san, please forgive me in that area..."

Kamamoto sighed and put his hand on her shoulder.

And in that moment…

"Check it out..."

A secret voice crept into her ears.

She suddenly stopped and looked around her as if that voice invited her.

Down the hall. The boys who were listening shook their shoulders and ran off the moment their gazes met.

"……?"

When he turned his neck, Kamamoto coughed, "Now...".

"Do you know them?"

"A little. It's bad. I remembered what I was doing."

"Eh?"

Kamamoto took out the PDA.

"Yata-san. I'll be back first."

"Eh?"

"Konohana-san. See you later."

"Huh? Oh, yeah. See you later."

When she waved her hand, Kamamoto also turned around and ran back the way he came from.

She turned her eyebrows and looked back at Yata.

"What happened?"

"Let's go."

Yata turned around.

"Mainly, I'll find it."

Some days after. She checks it out when she to see Totsuka at the Purchasing Department at noon. So after all, it looked like there would be a Christmas party at the Red club this year too.

"There is also Konohana-san. There is no reason not to."

"Uh, I'm happy! Great!"

When she laughed and clapped her hands, Totsuka patted her head and said "Okay."

"At that time, I think I can give you good news. I look forward to it."

(Good news? What will it be? And did he say it now?), she thought, but interpreted it as a small Christmas present.

With excitement in her chest, she gave Totsuka a big smile again.

"Yes! I'm looking forward to it!"

++++++++++

Bar "HOMRA".

The interior, which was always elegant and calm, was decorated in Christmas colors and was very beautiful.

The Christmas lily, which was large enough to look up, was pure white. The hanging ornaments were all white. However, only the large tied ribbon was crimson. It was terribly vivid to the eyes.

The lively Christmas song was playing in the store.

Kusanagi made a lot of English-style Christmas cookies, and they all got together.

This was her first time, but unlike Japanese cookies, English cookies had decoration on both sides. And the one with the middle cylinder was the winner. He had a paper crown, various items, and a sheet of paper with Christmas cards and jokes.

They played with it while saying something, enjoying the Christmas food from Kusanagi's hands, they played, talked, laughed and talked more.

Of course, no one was out of place with a red dot.

The Red club always tries its best to play. She thought they all worked hard to play.

She felt that he was appreciating the time he could spend with her friends and she liked seeing them all like this. She was glad to be a part of it.

What was a bit concerning is that Yata was a bit quiet. He was always at the center of the confusion.

He seemed like he was not eating well.

But when she said that to Kamamoto, he said, "Okay. Don't worry. No, pretend you don't know. He's nervous."

"Saya-chan, are you eating?"

"Yes! I ate a lot! The meatloaf was too tasty! Kusanagi-san's food is too tasty. I can't doubt it. Oh, I'm getting fat..."

"Yes. We're going to get a little fat."

"What the heck! I absolutely hate it!"

"Ah! Do you want to go home for the New Year’s holidays? Are you coming to eat osechi and ozoni? The store itself is closed, but hey, these guys are definitely coming."

"Of course. I will come."

"It doesn't matter what you cry. Do it right."

Kusanagi laughed and hit her with a pop.

"What? Are you making Konohana-san cry, Kusanagi-san?"

Totsuka smiled and sat down next to her.

"That is correct. It is a tremendous temptation."

"Eh? Don't be bad. Kusanagi-san."

"As a man, it is natural to persuade a pretty girl. There is no reason to complain."

Kusanagi laughed like a bad boy and left.

After saying goodbye with a smile, Totsuka squeezed his face.

"You know what? Konohana-san. About that matter…"

"That matter?"

"You were harassed before the school festival. You were trapped in the warehouse, right? We found the criminal."

"Eh?!"

She gasped at the unexpected words that she didn't expect.

She yelled a bit and looked at Totsuka seriously.

"Eh? The criminal?"

"Yes. Kamamoto noticed and contacted me. So, with the help of Fushimi, the email they sent you was rescued from the broken PDA at a later date. We also found out that it was sent from a PC."

"……!"

"I questioned the boy and confirmed everyone involved in the mischief."

"Ah…"

"Who was he?"

But before he answered that question, Totsuka put his index finger to his lips and sealed them. When he opened his eyes, Totsuka smiled and shook his head.

"I'll come back to that later. At the moment, you got a lot of attention from the Red club."

"......"

"For that? It's a reason."

Totsuka smiled like he was in a little trouble.

"Because it's a red dot in the red part."

"Eh?!"

The unexpected words surprised her.

The only red dot of the Red club, then?

"You said you wanted to join the club, but you couldn't. You didn't choose. You were very sad, you wanted to join a club, you wanted to get closer to the members, but that didn't come true. You didn't. We didn't have a female member, so he was convinced you couldn't get in because you were a woman until spring. But you got in. The first female member of all time. Surrounded by longing and sheltered people. He was jealous, frustrated, so, he talks to his friends, and it seems like they were getting excited."

"......"

"He didn't mean to hurt you. He wanted to annoy you a bit. That's all. He was shocked when an ambulance came. He said he was sorry. But he was jealous."

"Actually…"

"Kamamoto remembered. Last year, the boy wanted to join the Red club in addition to himself. So the other day when I saw the boy's eyes on Konohana-san, I thought maybe that was it."

"So you were correct?"

"Yes. I also saw his face and remembered. It is true that he wanted to join the club last year, but he couldn't take King's hand."

"……!"

In the spring, Totsuka said it was a rite of passage.

She remembered the hand he showed her, shining Homura's flame.

"Is that all? He thought it was unreasonable. He seemed to interpret that he was rejected because he was pointed out that he could not do it. So I thought, 'he was not chosen'. But no, we do not do that. Kamamoto also said to the boy: 'But Konohana-san didn't even doubt it'."

Totsuka laughed.

"Yes. That was the decisive thing that differentiated Konohana-san from him. It didn't matter if Konohana-san was a Strain or something. Konohana-san trusted us. That made the difference."

"Senpai..."

"You will finally ask a question."

After Totsuka looked at her, he softened his eyes from her.

"Do you want to know about that child? If you want to know, I will tell you the class and the name. Will he also be punished? If Konohana-san wants, he will be punished."

"What punishment?"

When she took a breath at the harsh words, Totsuka simply said, "It's natural."

"He hurt you."

"But!"

"At least I think Konohana-san and Fushimi have the right to punish him."

"......"

But that was...

Reflectively, she shook her head.

No, it wasn't right. She understood that what Totsuka said was also correct, but...

"It bothers you?"

"Yes!"

Totsuka's words were very important.

"I don't like it. It's not about having rights or anything like that."

"You don't want to punish him? Did you have that goal?"

"Yes, but..."

She really understood that person's feeling of envy.

Totsuka smiled at the words.

"I think I can do anything if you don't want to lose this place. No. I can do it."

That was why this was an irreplaceable place for her.

"This place is the 'best' to spend time with my friends."

Thus, she could understand the feelings that he painfully yearned for.

With a pong, one hand rested on her head.

Looking back, Kusanagi's mischievous smile was there.

Everyone laughed as she looked around her.

Suoh was also looking at her sideways.

And the moment her eyes met, Yata showed an awkward smile.

His dedicated, straight line of sight was unbreakable.

Her chest warmed.

That was all. She had a "miracle". She couldn't help but be a little jealous. Rather it could be natural. Because actually, this place is the "best" to spend time with friends.

She smiled a little and looked back at Totsuka.

"I don't have to know the class or the name. I don't want any punishment. If he won't do it anymore, that's fine. That's enough."

"Yes, then I will tell him."

Totsuka laughed softly.

She, too, smiled back at him with a warm feeling.

Outside the window, pure white snow flew in the indigo sky.

"It's okay?"

"It's okay!"

Yata replied with a loud voice that made the volume adjustment stupid.

She instinctively looked at the choked attitude he had when he was on the red side.

A night road with white snow.

As expected, Christmas had arrived. The illuminations were gorgeous and there was still no sign of sleeping in the city.

The way home from the party. Two people were walking down the path to the bedroom.

"Eh? Kamamoto-kun? Oh, Kamamoto-kun stayed at the bar because he helped clean it up."

"He told you to help him too, right? There, he was forced to chase you, saying, "It's okay because it's okay"."

After leaving the store, Yata kept quiet and looked more serious than during the party, and when she was worried about it she asked, "Are you okay?"

Well, if he could make such a strong voice, it would be really fine.

(But what happened? He was really weird today, right? Is there something that worries him? Oh, but Kamamoto-kun said he was nervous, right? Something... Oh! Maybe's the new headmaster of the red club? Will Totsuka announce it at the beginning of the year? Is that it?), thinking about that, she was walking at the time.

Yata stopped suddenly.

When he looked back, wondering, Yata looked at her for a moment and then fell silent, then opened his mouth as if he had decided something.

"I'll only say it once!"

"Eh? Oh, yeah."

She wondered what it was.

As she bowed his head, she was still searching and obediently waiting for Yata's words. This was also the "only time" that he did not come easily.

He could make his face turn bright red and scratch his head, or he could swim his eyes blazing, or suddenly pass out in agony. Just do that or nothing.

(Oh, Yata-kun? Is it snowing? It's really cold though.), she thought.

But somehow she couldn't say "make it faster" so she silently waited for the words.

How long should she wait? When it was colder and harder to stand silently, Yata finally looked directly at her. It was like a challenge.

His eyes with hot flames caught her.

"I like you...!"

"Ah...!"

A shaky and hazy voice seemed to have been desperately squeezed out.

But it pierced her heart more vividly than any word she had ever heard.

She involuntarily held her mouth with her hand.

She got those words from Yata, who was extremely shy... she got it... There was no question.

It was inspiring and so hot her chest ached. Of course, her face was almost on fire. She could no longer feel the cold. That margin had vanished somewhere.

"Ah...!"

The tears were overflowing.

And it was Yata who was scared. When he yelled, "Wow!", her eyes shed tears.

"Wow, too bad! I made you cry..."

"It's different. Not bad. I'm sorry..."

She had no more words.

She knew he was misunderstood, but she couldn't hold back the tears and covered her face with both hands.

"Ah!"

She was very happy.

It was a miracle to her, she was a "monster" a year ago.

The more painful it was, the hotter her chest became. The joy that filled her took her breath away. She was going to drown. She was so happy that it made her want to scream.

It's not that he was anxious, overprotective, and unreliable, but that he was compassionate, masculine, direct, big, and kind.

He always ran to her first, or he would walk away in shame.

Yata, who ran in front of everyone, was the coolest and most trusted. But he couldn't speak well to girls, and he would soon turn bright red and get embarrassed.

With Yata everything was fun, interesting, warm and very comfortable.

"Ah!"

His carefree smile was nice, but she also loved to see him laugh in a complicated and awkward way.

Since the spring, Yata was in everyone's memory of her.

(Oh, that's right. I can understand a little about the feeling of wanting to harass. If Yata-kun was stolen from me, I might even harass him. Because I don't want to leave him, or this place where everyone is.), she thought.

"Ah…"

"Well don't cry. Don't cry. I wonder..."

Yata's voice that seemed to be in trouble made her laugh.

"What? Hey..."

"Ah... it's true..."

He didn't even know why she was crying. She also liked that side of Yata.

She wiped away her tears, laughed and said it.

Just a few words, but they were important words.

"I like you too!"

"......!"

"I understand that I am so happy and crying..."

"Ah…"

At that moment, he hugged her so tightly that she couldn't breathe.

"Ah! I'm so happy, I will die of happiness...!"

"That's my line, Yata-kun."

She was too happy, she was scared, because she had more than a "miracle".

Was it really good? She could be happy.

She thought so, but she could no longer put that happiness aside.

She couldn't even imagine a life without Yata.

She silently felt Yata's body temperature, with great happiness.

However, for a time, he took such a bold action. Yata seemed to have returned to himself immediately, and the next moment, he screamed again and released her.

He apologized for a while saying "Wow, too bad!", but she didn't want him to apologize for that.

It was brief, which is why she found it disappointing.

Although she frowned, Yata's carefree and innocent smile couldn't be followed by a grumpy face, she relaxed and laughed.

"Hurrah!"

Yata held his fist with a bright smile before her.

"It was the best Christmas present!"

Yata's words suddenly exploded.

(But that's my line. A gift that's more than a "miracle", thank you!), she thought.

"First visit of the year to a shrine. Come on."

"Yes."

"Let's go to HOMRA to eat New Year's dishes."

"Yes."

"There are no special events in January, but let's play a lot with everyone."

"Yes."

Yata stepped forward holding her hand. The answer was short, she was nervous.

But that was enough to warm her heart.

She laughed and looked up at the indigo sky with white snow.

"If it stacks up, I want to have a snowball fight."

"Okay."

"Ok, let's go."

He takes out the PDA and check the time.

"I guess they got mad."

"Ah…"

Yata sighed.

The time for the bedroom curfew was past, Yata sighed, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry.

She was very happy about it. Because it was Christmas, and she still wanted to be with him.

When she laughed, she felt terribly happy and held Yata's hand.

[arthemis-forge]

Chapter 3 Body and Soul (Crimson)

Warnings: None (future nsfw)

A/N: Hello guys! Sorry for the delay, what happens is that I was a little busy with some personal things but I'm back.

I will try to update twice a week and each time as we progress through the story, make the chapters longer. Another thing is I didn't notice that the previous chapter i published the draft instead of the final version. Which had many otorgraphic and writing errors. But it's already corrected. If you find something let me know so I can fix it. Also I am very happy for all the support, thank you for your lovely comments. Another thing, Do you want me to create a tag list?. Please tell me in the comments. That's all I wanted to say. Enjoy your reading! 🖤

Chapter 3(Crimson)

Lost in my thoughts, I walked towards the exit of the building while i was looking at the sky with some concern. It wouldn't be long before the sun rise.

And honestly, I was very scared. I did'nt know anyone in this city and didn't know what time it was in the area. My life was in danger and although I was sure that I still had time based on what the sky looked like.

I was still very worried about not knowing what time it was exactly. Looking at my watch was in vain. It was scheduled for London time not New York.

I was very nervous but I had to calm down. So i calculated that there were 2 hours left until the sun rise. And although it sounds like it's a lot of time, I don't know how much traffic there is in this city. And I needed to be in the nearest hotel as soon as posible.

Again I was so lost in my thoughts that I did not notice that a taxi parked in front of me, it was not until I heard the drivers voice that I noticed it.

—Good night miss, are you waiting for someone else? Or do you need me to take you somewhere? —

Hearing that question made me feel more relaxed again.

—Sure, I actually have nowhere to go. Could you recommend a hotel near here. One with good facilities. The price point doesn’t matter but I really need to get a good place to relax, preferably the closest hotel to the airport.—

I told him as I opened the door and carried my suitcase.

—Of course ma'am, in fact we are close to many good hotels. They are a few streets away. Would you like me to take you to see the exteriors and based on how they look you choose one?. I assure you that they are all very good, some more than others but none are bad. —

The man smiled while he waited for my answer.

I sighed feeling realised.

—Yes please, I would like it very much. —

The man laughed as he drived the car.

—You are not from here are you? I can tell by your accent. —

I nodded as i looked out the window. Analyzing the area I was in.

—That's right, I'm from London. I was transferred from my job. —

—That's so interesting. Sounds like fun to have a job where you travel a lot. —

—Well yeah you're not wrong. But I also needed to start a new life. —

I confessed while we entered to a large avenue with many buildings with hotels and apartments. Some were prettier than others.But nothing look bad about them.

—Is one of you liking? Or do you want me to go further so you can see more options?. —

The truth is that I could already choose one of the many hotels that were on the street. And I couldn't be so demanding, since i needed a safe place away from natural light as soon as possible. But a hunch told me to accept the man's proposal.

—Sure, I think we can see a few more options.—

No matter how much the car moved forward, nothing interested me. It wasn't until we reached the corner of the avenue that a large black building with Victorian architecture caught my attention. On the outside it had an ad with red calligraphy that said "Crimson".

—Stop here, I like this one. —

I pointed to the old building.

—I’m sorry to tell you this, but that hotel is very strict. They do not allow the entry to anyone who doesn't have a membership. It has already happened several times that I leave people here and they end up removing them from the place.—

—Don't worry I will try to enter. If i can´t then I’ll choose one of the hotels that are on this street. How much do I owe you? —

—If you insists, it’s $30 dollars.—

I nodded as I handed over his money.

—Thank you very much, also keep the change. —

I took my suitcase and closed the car's door as I approached the entrance of the building. However I was stopped at the door by a very tall man with brown hair and grey eyes.

— Good night, Miss. Could you give me your membership please. —

Embarrassed, I bit my lower lip and then proceeded to do something I didn't wanted.

—You're going to let me in no matter the rules of the place or what your bosses say. —

I smiled already knowing the results of my action. The man nodded and then open the door for me.

Once inside I noticed that a tall girl with black hair and violet eyes smiled at me as she applauded me.

—That was so wesome, Alice. Just as I expected, James didn't cause you any trouble. —

The girl approached very excited.

—Who are you and why do you know my name?—

I asked very confused and feeling insecure. Since she was aware of what I had just done and the worst thing was that she knew my name. This was getting very strange and I was not liking it.

—I am Grace Crimson. Owner of the hotel and great friend of your Boss Nat. —

—Do you know Nat? —

I said in a very incredulous voice.

—Of course Alice. But hey that is the least important thing right now, let me show you your room and I give you Nats phone number so you can call her.—

While I was trying to process the information, one of the attendants took my suitcase.

—Did Nat tell you in any way that I will come here? —

She just laughed at my question.

— I knew you'd say that. Don't be silly, honey. You are acting like a newborn vampire in the clan. Look dear, I'll explain. I can see the future. Today I had a vision of you in which I saw you giving orders to my guard right outside my hotel. It should be noted that I was concerned, because I didn't knew who you were, so I called all the offices until I found some information about you. To at least make sure that you weren't dangerous to us and to be able to take the necessary measures. By the way, I don't want you to feel bad about what I told you. But these are difficult times and we must take care of each other. —

Of course she was right, what a fool I was. I have been so involved in my personal feelings and problems that I overlook the fact that many in our community have that ability.

—Don't worry, it's okay Grace. I understand. I know how the security protocol works. And I also understand perfectly that you investigated me and that you needed to know who I was. —

I confessed.

—I already knew you were going to say that tho. Hey you are more friendly and understanding than I expected from someone who can control people's minds with their voice. No ofence but your kind is usually a very pretentious. —

I couldn't help laughing at that comment.

—I was like that many years ago, but someone changed me. I try not to abuse my powers too much, only when it’s necessary. —

I lowered my gaze to caress a silver ring with a red diamond that I had on my ring finger.

When she saw how my mood changed, she immediately hug me.

—Don't torment yourself over the past. —

She took me by the hand to walk me through those long corridors of the building. I must admit that I felt a little emotional. The place reminded me a lot of my grandmother's house.

—Here is your room, as you can see it is very spacious, it has a king size bed, living room, bathroom with a bathtub and a beautiful balcony. Also here is Nat's phone number. And don't forget to close all the curtains including the ones on the bed. —

She handed me the keys, a red card and a pos it with Nat’s new number.

—James leave the suitcase on her bed. —

The man obeyed her order and put the suitcase on my bed.

—Sure Grace. Thank you very much for all the hospitality. It has been a long time since I felt welcomed in a place. —

She smiled

—I know we are going to be very good friends. —

After that she closed the door behind me.

It's amazing how someone's life could change in an instant.

One day you are in London crying for your ex and the next day you are in New York and you're dreaming with a man who doesn’t even exist.

Thinking about that, I began to close all the curtains in the room and then i took the phone from the bureau next to the bed.

With some fear I called her, I knew that she would be very upset with me. But i had to do it.

—Hey nat it's me, Alice. —

—You are an idiot, I was so worried! Never do that to me ever again! I thought you wanted to kill yourself or something like that...

You sounded so sad. God you have take some therapy you can't continue living like this...—

I sigh very annoyed.

— Anyway, I already spoke with Bruce and he already gave you permission to work in New York. And before I forget to tell you this. Tomorrow you have a job to do. I need you in a bar, we think we found someone who can serve us for the clan. You will have to go to a concert near a local bar in the town. Grace will leave you the papers with the man's information.—

—Perfect. By the way, thank you very much for the favor. You don't know how grateful I am with you. Anyways, I will leave you, I am very tired and I would like to sleep as much as possible to be in the best possible conditions tomorrow—

—Of course dear. Have a good night. —

Grateful to Nat, I hung up the call and then closed my eyes. But not without first remembering Peter's beautiful green eyes.

[jpat82]

Broad-Wade

    It had seemed like years, though it had only been a couple of weeks since you had seen your husband. He had been working on Broadway, and for him, it was his true passion. He loved acting, but this is where he truly shined. The rigid hours, rehearsals, the getting it right every night in front of a crowded theater. He loved it, loved every minute of it.

You missed him terribly. And to make matters worse, so did the duck.

At first everything was fine with Wade, the first couple of days he sprawled out on Tom's side of the bed, wings stretched out as far as they could go. Feathers soon started to accumulate in the bed and you took to vacuuming it daily. He totted around the house, head held high, chest puffed forward. He would quack at Tom's shoe that were left behind in the shoe rack next to the door, and then a walk away.

Then as time slowly kept going, the duck became restless. He would walk up and down Tom's side of the bed, his head lowered, beak against the sheets. Then he would start chirping up a storm and hop off the bed, his feathers bristling. One morning you woke to find both of your husbands shoes in the duck bed in the living room and Wade roosting on them. He hissed when you went to retrieve them and nipped at you fingers.

It didn't take long for you to realize the avian missed the man of the house just as much as you did. One night you stayed awake later then usual getting everything in order for your flight to New York. Everything you needed to bring the bird across the ocean and into the other country plus flight expenses and booking a hotel the accommodated your unusual travel companion.

The flight itself was awkward at best as a duck on plane is a sight most don't get to see. Add the fact he made a ruckus when anybody he didn't know neared his carrier it made things even more stressful then it needed to be. Because in Wade's head since he was on the plane it belonged to him and therefore needed to vet anybody else boarding. You couldn't bring the bugs you would usually give him to appease the angry bird because they couldn't pass customs.

By the time you landed you were tired, you got to the hotel and went to your room without further angering the animal in his carrier. Once inside you quickly changed into your formal dress and put your almost naked duck into a tux, just his remaining head feathers remained and they stuck straight up giving him a punkish look. It was a difficult task, usually the featherless animal didn't put up a fight but the mattress was bouncier then usual and he took to hopping around while you attempted to nab him and get his dressed.

You took a cab, tickets in hand, duck in arms. You knew you would be entering the theater late and had missed most of the showing. However that had been your plan, as you knew the moment that Wade saw or even heard Tom it was game over. So as you passed the men dressed in tuxedos at the door, showing them your ticket and gaining enterance you hustled up the side stair well, headed for your balcony seats. You were lucky you knew the doormen from pervious events and they knew Wade as well so that had let you pass without a fuss.

    Wade chirped as you carried him up the stairs, not one to be carried very long. He started to squirm, his tux jacket making it hard to hold. He hissed, as he kicked his little webbed feet, hell bent on getting out of your confining embrace.

    "Wade!" You grumbled as you adjusted your hold. "If you didn't take forever climbing stairs I wouldn’t have to do this, but seeing as how there are flecks of white in the black marble I don't need you pecking at every dot on each and every stair.”

     Wade grumbled as you neared the top step, luckily right to your balcony. You pushed back the curtain, and almost dumbed the trouble duck into his seat. He hissed at you again as you took a deep breath, fixing your dress before turning and closing the curtain behind you. Calmly you sat in the chair next to perturbed avian, who glared at you in annoyance. Next time, flight, sleep and then show.

      The little animal began to make his angry chirping sounds at you. You rolled your eyes, watching the theater actors on stage, ignoring Wades mild discontentment.

     However that all changed when Tom spoke. Your heart sped up, and smile beamed across your face. The weight of the world lifted off your shoulders the moment he turned and you saw his face.

     You hadn't noticed the chirping stop, nor the way Wades head whipped around toward the edge balcony. His beak wide open as he stared down toward the stage, slowly creeping forward on his little seat. You were too enthralled to realize taking a duck to watch his dad might have been a bad idea. Before you even had a chance to think the moment through Wade let out the largest, the loudest, most auditory quack he had ever done.

     The room fell quiet, save the random rustling below as you lunged over, catching Wade mid jump to the balcony railing. You clamped your hand over his beak to keep him from causing more of a ruckus. You felt your cheeks burning as you continued to hear your husbands smooth voice reciting his lines despite the hushed whispers through the venue, slow you stood deciding this wasn’t a very bright idea. If anyone had seen you, they would of thought you a duck napper for sure.

Quickly you exited the way you came, taking two stairs at a time, Wade wiggling again, trying so desperately to free himself. The moment you reached the bottom landing you released Wades beak. He quacked up a storm and wiggled harder then he had when you had entered.

“Hey mike?” You called out, one the doors men turned to face you.

“Yes Mrs. Hiddleston.” He replied, his voice a smooth with a broad smile as he saw Wade fighting up a storm.

“Could you just direct me to Tom’s changing room, it seems the duck was a bad idea.” You admitted with a soft laugh.

“It’s back this way.” He grinned as he guided you toward a hall that read employees only.

Your heels clicked across the marbled floor as Wade began to settle down, grumbling in your arms. You passed by numerous rooms with closed doors, halls leading to the left and the right. It was slightly a maze, but he wound you around some place behind the stage. You could hear a chorus of applause as you opened the door to Tom’s room thanking the door greeter for helping you. You set Wade down before you had closed the door which was another mistake in the long lines of mistakes since you left England.

The moment Wade’s feet touched the ground he skittered off, heading in the direction of the stage. You bolted after him, but for as small as he was he was quicker then you. He ducked under tables, and dashed around people, you had stop the moment he neared the curtain. You knew in that moment there was nothing you could do to stop him.

You watched as your husband took his bow, Wade running full force, wings stretch out behind him, beak wide open. You knew what he was going for and he didn’t surprise you. Wade nipped Tom on the ankle, causing the man to call out in surprise.

“Damn it Wade!” Tom stated, he picked the duck up. The crowd laughed in response to the animals antics. “I thought I heard you.”

Tom looked to left, and saw you standing stage side and he smile, making you forget the last 12 plus hours and multiple weeks alone with the duck. He walked towards you, beaming that smile of his that always melted your heart. Wade curled his neck around Tom’s letting out a heavy sigh, whether bringing a duck to a play or not was a bad idea, seeing the two of them together was the best thing ever.

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His Highness

Prince!!Todoroki X Female Reader

O.o Its so weird to switch from character x character to character x reader..

Warnings: None

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The birds tweeted their cheerful melody in the early, spring morning. Their song lifted (Y/N) spirit as she tied the last strings of her shoe. She wasn't a morning person, oh no! If anything, the sun was a wake up call for the young advisor who loved her sleep. If you gave (Y/N) an entire week off, you could expect to find her in the comforts of her soft, cozy bed.

As (Y/N) headed downstairs for breakfast, she smiled warmly at the maids who were cleaning every inch of the palace. Spring cleaning was a big event for the servants! The cooks served healthy meals to provide plenty of energy for the long day. If anything, Spring was a tiring season for both the servants and royalty.

"Advisor (Y/N)!" A maid exclaimed. She rushed up to (Y/N) and bowed respectfully.

"Y-yes?" (Y/N) had the position of the Prince's advisor for a couple months now, but it was still weird to be called "Advisor" or have people bow to her out of the blue.

The maid hesitantly lifted her head. "Uh... Um well, the young Prince is still in bed, ma'am."

(Y/N) groaned. "Please don't tell me he threw a paper plane at you?!"

The maid's eyes widen in shock before waving her hands, reassuring the Advisor that nothing of the such had happen. "Ma'am, I need to clean the Prince's room... uh so--" She bowed deeply. "Can you please kick him out??"

Taken aback, (Y/N)'s jaw hit the floor. No one had ever spoken about the young Prince in such a manner before! Usually, "kick him out" was changed to, "please excuse the prince from his room." This was a new experience...

With an amuse smile, (Y/N) said, "Mhm! But you have to wait by the door! I'll tell you when the coast is clear!" And winked.

(Y/N) approached the Prince's lair and knocked.

Silence.

Confused, she turned over to the maid who gave a puzzle expression in return. "Odd..." She pushed open the door and gently closed it behind her. The room was extremely dark with an exception of only a few strands of sunlight seeping through the curtains. Behind the red-velvet curtains were huge glass doors that led to a pristine balcony.

(Y/N) walked over to the plush bed. It was neatly made and the pillows were fluffed. She smoothed out a crinkle in the sheets, deep in thought. Where are you???

"Oh? Nice to see you, (Y/N)." A voice said behind her.

Spinning around, (Y/N) swiftly pulled out a sharp, silver dagger and pointed it, threateningly at the person.

It was Prince Shouto.

Shouto lifted an eyebrow in amusement at the terrified girl. He lean against the doorway that led from the bedroom to the bathroom and a bathrobe was wrapped around him, enticingly. Water dripped down from his dou color hair onto his pale skin, which then seeped into the fabric causing stains that only increased the level of attractiveness.

Embarrassed, (Y/N) tucked her dagger back from its hiding place and bowed deeply. She wasn't just embarrassed for pointing a weapon at his highness, but also because of his gorgeous appearance.

"Lift your head, Advisor." Shouto commanded. He then gracefully walked past her and sat on the lavish bed. He studied her, memorizing her appearance from head to toe. "Are you sick? Your face is disturbingly red..." He lifted a hand towards (Y/N) delicate face, but then thought twice and decided to put it down. Shouto cleared his throat, averting his gaze. "Its unwise to push yourself and further ruin your health. I suggest you take the day off."

(Y/N)'s eyes widen at how concern Shouto was. It was rare that the young Prince ever showed emotions towards the servants. She shook her head and gave a small, gracious smile. "I'm not sick. It's just a little hot in here..."

"Hm.... Alright." A mischief grin popped onto his highness face. "Then I would like for you to pick my outfit for today."

"You- wait what?!" (Y/N) was absolutely shocked. The Prince would like for her to choose his clothes?? What?! His expression didn't change a slightest. If anything, Shouto only got more serious. "Uh... I- I mean, of course, your highness."

She hastily walked over to his wardrobe and rifled through his clothing. There were so many clothes that ranged from simple cotton to elegant silk, a light t-shirt to a long over coat, and rough trousers to smooth dress pants. After careful consideration, (Y/N) chose a white button up shirt and a blue jacket that had golden embroidery. Along with an elegant beige pants and shiny black shoes.

"Here." (Y/N) laid them out on the bed. "I suggest you dress quickly so that you can make it to breakfast. If not, then I'll make it." She mumbled the last part and bowed, dismissing herself.

The girl practically ran out of the room and down to breakfast, not bothering to offer a smile or remove her frown.

(Y/N) sat down at the breakfast table and scarfed it down. The Advisor was permitted to sit at the table meant for royalty and had servants that attended her every need. Such as getting extra syrup, napkins, or another spoon. But, (Y/N) always dismissed the servants and if they didn't leave, she gave them a get-out-of-my-sight-look, which always left her guilty.

The moment breakfast ended, the servants threw it out and the cooks prepared lunch. This was when her duty as the Prince's Advisor began. (Y/N) would be in her study room, sorting out documents and answering letters all the way 'till the afternoon, while Prince Shouto is attending meetings, being tutored, and dealing with private letters.

"Advisor (Y/N)?"

Looking up, she smiled warmly at the butler who was holding the tea she ordered. (Y/N) took off her glasses ushered in the butler. She accepted the tea and leaned back, taking a sip.

Chai Tea.

"So, what's the tea this time?" The servants has taken into account at the unusual sentences that (Y/N) used that was called, "memes."

"Tutor Iida has been extremely lenient about his highness's lack of work, lately. But it seems that the young Prince refuses to work today."

(Y/N) spat out her tea and stood up, her ears could not believe what they just heard. The Prince was ignoring his education?!

The butler nodded his head rapidly, agreeing with her expression and added, "Not only that, but it seems that the young Prince refuses to even touch his work regarding the kingdom. He seems annoyingly stubborn."

He's even ignoring his princely duties?!

(Y/N) shook her head in disgust, and hastily shuffled her papers together.

"Wh-what are you doing, Advisor (Y/N)?!"

"I'm visiting the stubborn Prince and lecturing him! That's what I'm doing!"

Once organized, she rushed over to the library, shoving past housemaids, nannies, housekeepers, and gardeners. The moment (Y/N) saw the doors, she slammed them both open and angrily stomped over to the pompous Prince who was leaning against his chair, his feets on top of the table.

Ugh. How un-royal...

"What is the meaning of this, Shouto?!" (Y/N) placed her hands on her hips and raised an eyebrow.

"A- Advisor (Y/N)!" Iida bowed and pointed a menacing figure at his majesty. "The Prince has become an absolute wreck! His work is under-performance and incohesive. I suggest you do something about this, right now!"

Absolutely shocked, (Y/N) glanced at the young Prince who was examining his nails in a bored manner. Noticing that the attention was on him, Prince Shouto beckoned her over.

"...Your highness, what is it?" She leaned in, her ear an inch away from his mouth. The Prince's breath fanned her face, sending shivers down her spine. It was surprisingly minty.

"Sit on my lap."

(Y/N) jumped back in mortification, clutching her ear in disbelief. This was the second time the Prince had commanded her to do something improper! What had gotten into him?

Seconds passed between the duo, and (Y/N) finally gave into the command. She had to make sure the Prince received proper education so that he'll be fit for the throne, even if she had to sacrifice her dignity in the process...

Iida gave a sceptical look at (Y/N), 100% unsure of what's happening here. He didn't even know if he was okay with it! But, (Y/N) gave a small nod for Iida to continue with his lessons, and that was enough.

"So... Uh... The Kingdom has 4 classss. It goes from Lower Class, Middle Class, Upper Class, and then the beasts...."

The Prince shifted in his seat. One arm was wrapped tightly around (Y/N) and the other writing down notes. She looked back, face blazing in a deep red, at the Prince who simply gave a cheeky grin.

"What's wrong?" Shouto whispered.

(Y/N) quickly turned around and re-focused back on the lesson, giving it her all to ignore the sneaky soon-to-be king. She wasn't going to let this get to her! If anything, this was absolutely nothing! It was like a stick on her path, an insignificant obstacle... so why did it feel like (Y/N) was missing the big picture?

The lesson dragged on, switching from History to Foreign Language, and then Math. The occasional scribble of Shouto's pencil, the sound of pages turning, footsteps echoing and people shelving novels lured her to sleep. (Y/N)'s mind became foggy and her head felt 10x heavier than before. The bright lights above them became unbearably intense, causing her to shut her eyes to keep them out.

What was she sitting on? Why was it so comfortable? (Y/N) forgotten the Prince behind her and leaned back, her head resting cozily in the crook of his neck.

Shouto glanced at the girl, a small grin graced his lips. He twisted the girl on his lap so that they were chest to chest. His fingered drew soothing patterns on her soft back, a hopeful thought emerged but he quickly shot it down. Shouto wasn't going to do anything out of bounds, not unless (Y/N) was fine with it. Hm... But lately, the girl had let things slide. So... would she be fine with this?

Once the lesson ended, Iida quickly excused himself, not bothering to bow to the Prince or pack his things up neatly. It was honestly an amusing sight for the soon-to-be king.

"Mm.." (Y/N) stirred in her sleep.

Shouto couldn't help but chuckle at the adorable girl. She was honestly like a kitten... or would a tiger suit her better? Nonetheless, the girl had his heart trapped between her sharp claws, even if (Y/N) didn't realize it, Shouto was bewitched by this feisty cat since the moment she walked through the palace doors.

He'll make her realize it soon enough.

[jpat82]

Chosen

Chapter 10

When you woke the next day your lower body hurt and throbbed. You laid there staring at the curtain as all of the events the evening before came back full force. Tears threatened to spill and you couldn’t find in you to roll over and see if he was still laying next to you. Who knows how long you laid there staring at the deep crimson curtain. It was the soft sound of the door closing that rustled you from your thoughts. The smell of apples and cinnamon wafted through the air long before the curtain was pulled to the side.

Wanda smiled at you before she saw the tears. She pushed the tray that she had been carrying to the night table next to the bed as she sat down. Her hand gently resting your bare shoulder, you felt awkward as you attempted to pull the front the dress closed so your breast wasn't on display.

"What happened?" She asked softly.

——

"Can you run that past me one more time?" Tony clipped, walking around the table in his lab as he stared at James.

James hadn’t waited when he woken like he usually would of, the events of yesterday still fresh in his own mind. How weak you sounded when you told him not to touch you, you sounded wounded. It made him want to wrap his arms around you and protect you, unfortunately he had been the reason behind your tears. He pushed those thoughts aside again.

"Look Tony, all I know is that I just didn't wake up one day fully formed." James sighed running his hands down his face as he sat in the swivel chair. This was ridiculous, trying to explain this whole thing to Tony had been Steve's idea.

"So you plan on.." Tony stated at him a loss for words which generally wasn't the case with him.

"Tony, I was born of a human, that much I know. I had a childhood, different from other kids but I was a child. My mother was human, not vampire." He reiterated again, sighing heavily. "It's possible for me to reproduce, you yourself have stated in theory that it was possible after going through centuries of history. There was a point I wasn't the only pure out there."

"Yes, yes, this supposed lure." Tony clipped putting quotation marks in the air.

"The first human that fell for it, I didn't realize it till it was to late. And I had drained her and she has to be human in order to reproduce." James sighed, his frustration starting to bubble forward. "But, y/n, she can smell it and I taste the difference in her blood, just like the other one."

"So only specific humans can carry vampire children, only the ones that can smell your scent, which by the way is creepy. And what does y/n think?" Tony asked cocking his head.

"I haven't told her." James replied, looking down at his hands. Guilt flooded him again, when he remembered your form trembling next to him as you tried to sleep.

"Bucky!" Wanda screamed upon entering the lab, her eyes glowing bright red as the door bounced of the wall from the force of her shoving it open, startling the man from his thoughts.

You rushed in after her the blue dress long replaced by a deep purple made of velvet. You tried to stop her, grasping at her left wrist as she walked straight up to him but she was far stronger then you, dragging you behind her.

The smack of her hand across his cheek echoed in the room, and everything went silent. Her shoulders rose and fell as she seethed glaring at him, Tony stood there blinking furiously at the two of them. You watched, your eyes wide and mouth slight open as James slowly turned his attention to her. His eyes an electric blue as he regarded her, slowly he stood from his seat, towering over the petite woman. She didn't back down or cower from him, his lips twitched as he glared down at her.

"Wanda." His voice was deep, and you could feel the anger behind the word.

"You.." she stabbed a finger into his chest. "You know how she feels about us and still you did that? Just while she's coming to terms with the fact that we aren't bad as she was led to believe, do you have any idea how she is feeling right now?"

"This isn't your business." He growled again, his words barely audible. She didn't cower to him but held her ground firmly as she glared up at him.

"Like hell it isn't!" She spat out. "I finally have a friend that wasn't made in a lab, someone who actually talks me like I'm not a child. Someone you wish to have by your side as equal, as you have told all of us, and this is how you treat her! Leaving her alone to her thoughts after you... after you.. rutted into her like a wild animal!"

Your heart warmed when she called you her friend and for the first time you felt like you had someone in your corner. Her feisty persona and refusal to back away from someone bigger and stronger then her put a smile on your face. It breathed life back into you, she had no fear of him, her trust that he wouldn't hurt her even though he looked ready to rip her a part. It told you more of the dynamic in the family, that she had just as much right as any of them. And why they held her back from the hunt was a mystery to you.

Slowly James's gaze lifted from her to you, those piercing blues taking you in. Your legs felt weaker the longer he stared at you, there was no malice in his eyes. You felt a pull suddenly, and you bit on your bottom lip. His eyes drifted back down to the angry woman before him and he took a heavy breath.

"You're right Wanda, I shouldn't of left her, I shouldn't have done what I did last night." He softly spoke to her before looking back up to you and walking around her.

Your heart leapt to your throat, and you crossed your arms to keep everyone from seeing your fingers tremble. You looked away from him, his stare making you feel uncomfortable suddenly. You started to take deep calming breath as you felt his fingers wrap around your wrist and pull them toward him.

"Come with me." He asked tenderly, you nodded, not trusting your voice as guilt washed through you again. Thoughts of those hands running across your skin, the way they felt while touching and caressing you.

You followed him out of Tony's lab, leaving Wanda behind. He led you down the darkened hall and pushed a large set of doors open, James motioned for you to step inside. The library was enormous, easily two stories high, walls lined with books from floor to ceiling with a balcony wrapping around the second story. Windows held one entire side, showing off the surrounding forest as the land gave way beyond the glass panes.

The fire place roared and the warmth in the room made it feel inviting. Slowly you walked away from James, enamored with your surroundings. Gently he closed the doors, pulling them shut tightly behind him as you walked to the large windows looking out of them. He walked up beside you, staring out across the abyss of trees that the moonlight casted down upon. Fog gracing the tops lightly giving it an otherworldly appeal.

"I truly am sorry for last night." He spoke finally breaking the silence as he made no move to look at you.

"You have nothing to be sorry for, I didn't tell you to stop." You replied, brushing the tear that had started to form from your cheek.

"But you didn't want it." He quietly stated, sighing heavily.

"That isn't it, at the time.. I did. But then.." you took a deep breath before continuing. "I remembered, my oath, I remembered what you were and what I am. Right now I feel nothing but contempt for myself. I had sex with a vampire." You shrugged biting your bottom lip. "And, I have to figure out how to deal with that."

"Am I that revolting to you?" He asked finally turning to face you, you made no move to look at him. "Still?"

"You are still what you are. A beast." You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath.

"A beast." He chuckled drily, he shook his head, and grabbed your shoulder forcing you to turn to face him. "Is that what you think or is that what you were trained to think? Cause the two seem very deferent."

"Let go of me." You whispered, focusing your eyes on his broad chest.

"One minute you are talking, and enjoying the company of my family. You enjoyed my company last night, and you can't deny that, the way you kissed me back. And then on the flip of a dime, you become cold and despondent when you think to much about what I am, what we are." He hissed at you, roughly grabbing your chin and lifting it so you had to look at him. "Kitten, we are no more of a beast then those that raised you with hatred. They raised you as cattle, leaving you to deal with me alone, sending a team to deal with my family."

"I was prepared to die that day. I knew there was chance I wouldn't make it out alive." You snapped back, glaring up at him.

"And if I had chose to turn you instead of killing you? Then what?" He asked.

"I would of found a way to kill myself." You told him, all emotions left your voice as you spoke.

"So death is better then becoming like me?" He asked, his eyes flicking down to your lips before traveling back up to meet your gaze.

"Why haven't you turned me?" You asked him, ignoring his own question.

"Because doll, I want you human. I want you the way you are." He stated blinking caught off guard by your question.

"Why? All your kind does is kill or make more? You don't want to kill me, and you don't want to turn me, then what is your purpose for me?" You sighed, pulling away from him.

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