#henry yeh

[men-of-colors]

There’s still hope for Henry K! 🇭🇰 Yeh!

[fazgoo-connoiseur-1987]

Murder In Hurricane concept where Clay has these wackass fucky dreams about the case as he's investigating it where he sees Henry as God and Bill as The Goop. Maybe he sees Charlie even and she tries to point him in the right direction. Excuse to get a bit fucky with it.

[oneawkwardcookie]

Free-spirited, carefree person You're a storm in the wind But you're extinguished from inside Why do you stay that way?

The birthday present I actually wanted to make for @piningeddiediaz

[christiangeistdorfer]

HENRI TOIVONEN x I BET ON LOSING DOGS

inspired by this edit

[pinkyjulien]

oh wow holyshit the "Loch Henry" episode hits fucking hard hgfh

[bornetoblood]

i caught them staring lovingly into eachothers eyes. and would you br shocked if they both HATED these clothes?

not at all tbh

[z0mbiefrank]

my friend found out i really am ride or die because i accidentally thought he said he enjoyed sexual fantasies about being executed and i responded with nothing but support

[fazgoo-connoiseur-1987]

i think hes a cigerette snob but like same difference

y'all think Bill is a cigar snob?

[aashiqeddiediaz]

chinese proverb // red, white & royal blue (2023) // yeh sham mastani — kati patang (1971) // 9-1-1 s6e10, "in a flash" // our red string of fate — alex bentley // maine pyar kiya (1989) // jane eyre — charlotte brontë

(ID under the cut)

[Image ID: four text images and three gifs, alternating from various sources.

IMAGE 1: A Chinese proverb reading, "An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstance. The thread may stretch or tangle, but it will never break."

IMAGE 2: a gif of Alex and Henry sitting together after swimming. Henry looks tense and mournful, and behind him, Alex traces patterns on his skin while he says, "it's like there's a rope attached to my chest, and it keeps pulling me towards you."

IMAGE 3: A lyric from Yeh Sham Mastani from the movie Kati Patang (1971.) It reads, "mujhe dor koi kheenche / teri ore liye jaaye" and the translation reads, "a string pulls me / pulls me towards you"

IMAGE 4: Eddie rapidly climbing the ladder to where Buck hangs lifelessly from his red harness.

IMAGE 5: A poem by Alex Bentley that reads, "To think, I was one decision away / from living an entirely different life / But as fate would have it, / we were destined to meet after all / I was on the brink of disaster, / but you pulled me in with a tug / On a single thread of invisible red string, / but now we’re a love story for all the world. / To see. To breathe. To believe.

IMAGE 6: Prem helping Suman get up because of her hurt leg, both of them limping towards the bathroom so Suman can wash Prem's wound.

IMAGE 7: A quote from Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë that reads, "“Because,” he said, “I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you - especially when you are near me, as now: it is as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame. And if that boisterous channel, and two hundred miles or so of land some broad between us, I am afraid that cord of communion will be snapt; and then I've a nervous notion I should take to bleeding inwardly. As for you, - you'd forget me.”"

/endID]

[latristereina]

Hello! I hope you’re doing okay. Just dropping by to tell you that I too am a Trastámara enthusiast 🫶🏻

I am especially fascinated by Katharine/Catalina of Aragón, she’s and has been my hero for years now. Such a valiant, remarkable woman with a heart of gold and a queen through and through!

It pains me to say this, but in high school (which was many years ago haha) we were taught next to nothing about her, we only learnt about her mother, the queen of Castile, in great detail. I have a great admiration for Isabel I, too; however I am just saddened that she’s only known for being the first wife of that awful tyrant, Henry VIII, by many. She was so much more than that, as you know.

Anyway, I think it’s beautiful that, +500 years after her death, people in the UK still take the time to visit her and leave flowers, pomegranates and other gifts by her tomb. This fact warms my heart a little.

Aah, I’m sorry for the rant, it’s just difficult to find someone who’s interested in KoA and/or the Trastámara dynasty on here.

Thank you for taking the time to read all of this! ❤️💛

No worries, I’m glad you dropped by. And yeh, it’s really unfortunate Katherine is mostly known as one of the six wives, she was much more. I mean, it’s understandable her mother is better known and discussed in greater detail, but it’s quite sad that all the fascinating women in Henry VIII’s life are mostly linked to him through his marriages. On the other hand, he’s mostly known for marrying six times and breaking with Rome, so his wives definitely contributed to his fame.

[raffe156]

Escape to the country part 4

Pairing - Price X MC (Tank) F!reader

Summary - This one broke me a little bit close to 6K but hope you love it strap in! 

For Luke I had this image of Henry cavill in my head sorry if he's not your cup of tea.

You can read the other parts here

A/N - I really appreciate all the recent feedback and asks! Please keep em coming! It only spurs me on haha feel free to reblog 💖

Here's some of the songs I listened to while writing this and what I think goes well with reading:

Mt. Joy - “Dirty Love”

Foster the people - “Lambs wool”

Tame Impala - “Eventually”

Beach house - “Space song”

Steve Lacy -”Dark red” (Of course)

Lorde - “Ribs” (This one is more for Tank & Kyle)

Phantogram - “Black out days”

Maneskin - “The Loneliest”

Young the Giant - “My way”

Sufjan Stevens - “Fourth of July” (Had to get the depression just right)

Warnings for the whole storyline - Under 18+ DNI,  angst, Smut, Language, mutual pining, alcohol,fluff, Age gap Relationship feelings, Price (39) reader (Tank, 25) 

Tags: @irnbru32 @shuttlelauncher81 @mildlyhopeless @mentallynot-here​ @deadbranch @soapyghost

I know I had more tag request but for some reason it wont let me tag you guys!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Call of duty characters Only Tank & Luke

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You were sat at the kitchen table listening to Kyle talk about how he had had the best night's sleep of his life, you, on the other hand, had spent the last remaining hours lying awake unable to close your eyes as when you did your mind was filled with the images of Price and her, tangled up in his sheets, bodies crashed together, him whispering how she feels so good under him, how he wants her and she of course wants him. His grunts and groans, Images of them just being together in the house, walking around like she owned the place, cuddled up together in front of the fire…just like he had done with you…She must have been round more recently than Price had initially said for her underwear to be under his bed, he had said she came when it wasn’t even liveable so that now of course you knew wasn't true, you tormented yourself for the rest of the night wondering when she had come to ‘visit’ him.

“Take it you didn't get much sleep last night, I can tell by your face…I’ve seen that look before”

“What look?”

“The one on your face right now, you look like shit, sorry but you do Tank, what’s up?”

“Thanks…I'm just super tired, couldn't really sleep last night, unfamiliar you know me”

“I do an that’s why I call bullshit…something else is wrong…did something happen last night after I went to bed? I noticed you weren’t behind me when I went up”

You shifted in your seat, god dammit he did know you, knew you very well, but you couldn’t tell him the reason you had been up all night was because your Captain had shagged the Irish Doctor and you were jealous, well not jealous upset that he had lied…but yeh jealous because you had these messed up feelings that you couldn't make sense of and felt or at least had an indication that he felt the same way? Instead You looked at him giving him a weak smile.

“No nothing happened ha ha I came up not long after you, like I said just unfamiliar setting that’s all, but I could do with a coffee please if your making one”

Kyle could see right through you, but he thought best not to push and hoped that given time you would tell him what was going on in that head of yours, he only wanted to help.

“Fair enough, I did see that Cap got us that shitty cold brew stuff that we love so much? Want one of them? Perk you up a bit you miserable cow?”

His grin made you smile a genuine one. Even when he didn't have a clue what was going on her knew how to help.

“Yeh go on then, I’ll need it for this walk today…and just today in general”

“Oh yeh nature hike and a pub dinner didn't he say? Wonder if he’s even up?” Kyle glanced over at the clock on the wall 9:30am it wasn't like Price to stay in past 6, maybe off-duty Price was different?

“Wanna go wake him up? Ill make you a brew to take up to him?”

“Erm no you go wake him up, I got him in bed you can get him out of it…” you stopped realising that you had just dropped yourself in it.

“I'm sorry what? You got him in bed did you just say?” Kyle was on you like a rash. His face puzzled but intrigued. You shooed him away and put your hand out for your drink that he was withholding from you now for answers.

“Gods sake Kyle give me the coffee, I came down for a herbal tea because I couldn't sleep and he was down here drunk as a skunk so I helped him up to bed that’s all” you were getting tetchy now and Kyle could tell he’d touched a nerve.

“Oh ok, hey if you hadn’t he would of ended up sleeping down here I bet haha”

“Yeh I would have done and had a bad back to show for it! Thanks again for that Kid” Price walked into the kitchen as he passed you he rubbed your back with his hand. The heat you got from his touch would have made you smile normally, but this time it caused your body to flinch forward. The movement went unnoticed by Price as he made his way over to the kettle to pour himself a brew.

“Weathers just right for a walk today, couple hours out then we can come back get showered and changed and go to the local gastro pub for dinner how does that sound?” Price smiled at you both, but he lingered on you for a minute longer, his eyes bright, blue and hopeful. You returned it with a smile. You couldn’t help it, all you saw was her perched on the counter with a glass of wine as he cooked. Maybe you should just go home…

**********

Price glanced back at you trailing behind him and Kyle, your head somewhere else entirely. His stomach a mixture of butterflies and knots since this morning when he had woken up remembering how you had found him downstairs drunk, how you had been stood with just a T-shirt on, his T-shirt you had kept it, he thought about how it would smell like you now and how he wanted it back, or better yet wanted you two to share it.

If you hadn’t of stopped him last night he would have told you how he felt, how he had been feeling for some time and that maybe, just maybe you would be willing to give him a chance, and you would figure the rest out later, but this morning you seemed off somehow. Maybe you were just tired he knew how you could be with new places.

You noticed Price looking back at you every so often, each time you gave him a weak smile or just pretended you hadn’t clocked his looks. How long were you going to keep this up for? You didn’t have the right to be jealous, but the thoughts were swirling inside you making you stomach churn, he was going to want to talk to you at some point either about last night or just your shitty attitude in general.

“You ok back there, not going to fast for you are we?” Price stopped just a few feet ahead of you. His eyes giving you a secret “what's the matter” look as Kyle walked ahead to greet the herd of highland cows that had gather along the cobble wall.

“Im fine really, just tired couldn’t get back to sleep last night” you weren’t exactly lying. You glanced up at him finally making eye contact, he looked worried as though he had done something wrong, and he hadn’t, not really he had lied to you but it wasn’t really your business to know either he didn't owe you an explanation you just expected one and that was wrong of you, but you couldn't get the image of it out of your head every time you glanced at him there she was draped on his arm, nuzzled into his chest, face in the crook of his neck. Had he also given her this waterproof jacket to or even walked this same trail, what little trinket did he have in his room for her? It was bubbling up now spitting up an out you opened your mouth to speak but it was interrupted by a loud whistle, you both snapped round to see the herd of cows all marching away from the wall, but as they parted you noticed a tall man walking over to greet Kyle on the other side.

“Alright Pricey!” he waved over at you both his eyes giving you the once over before flashing a set of perfect white teeth.  Price gave a little huff at the interaction walking over to the wall. You followed close behind. Pricey?

“Alright Luke mate, how’s things?” Price nodded his head at the man. As you got a closer look at him he seemed to forget Price had even spoke and instead watched as you walked around Price to stand near Kyle who was halfway over the wall stroking a baby cow.

“Yeh…good keeping these lots happy is busy work but the best kind” Luke nodded back to the herd of about 20 cows.

“I’ve been meaning to speak to you actually about the dead oak that’s round the back of the houses, I’ve got a mate who can get it moved for us I meant to knock on yesterday but seen you had guests…” His words trailed off as he glanced at you again giving you a wink. He was a brave one you thought. Price puffed his chest out once again. He was obviously irritated by the situation. Did Luke live next door to price?

“Yeh I'll get it sorted, give me you mates number ill give him a ring when I get chance got my hands full with these two this weekend”

You waved as you introduced yourself, giving Kyle a kick to do the same.

“Didn’t know you had Kids Pricey” Luke looked you and Kyle over, he must be joking right? You peered over at Price who was giving Luke that eye-crinkling smile but the patronizing one that was only reserved for when you had fucked up big time.

“Hahaha no not my kids, Luke I’m not that old, workmates, both city slickers coming to spend some time in the fresh outdoors!” You could see Price edging his way back from the wall. You would be lying if you didn't think Luke was handsome, he was a slightly bigger build than Price, dark brown hair from what you could see under his beanie hat and a big beard, his eyes a pale blue. What were you doing? You were staring and Luke noticed. He gave you a cheeky wink again causing your face to blush slightly and a smirk to tug at the corner of your mouth. Price cleared his throat.

“Anyway best be off, doing the waterfall walk then heading to the hound for an early Dinner” Price placed his hand on your shoulder and ever so gently started to push you.

“Oh no worries might join you for a drink later eh? You can tell me all about the big city…” there was that smile again. He had a look of arrogance, but he wore it well you thought.

“Yeh might see you there…if not ill be round later for that mate of yours number” Price was now steering you away from the nice man, the stranger with the cheeky grin. Luke whistled his cows again still looking at you as you walked away Price firmly at your back. If Price could have his Irish Doctor, why couldn’t you have your country Farmer?

******

The walk had taken longer than expected, so Price decided that it was best to just head straight to the Pub it was a short 10min walk, you secretly thought it was so you didn't run into Luke again.

You walked into the old Tudor building it was cosy the smell of wet pine and slightly stale beer filled your nose. The door frames were warped and Price and Kyle had to duck under most of them. As the waitress guided you to your table everyone let on to John and the pair of you two asking how he was and how he’d been keeping causing you to have to stop every few meters. When you finally got seated you were greeted by yet another woman who was overly friendly with Price and gave you the cold shoulder. She was probably a pleasant-looking woman when she was younger but the years and the cigarettes hadn’t been kind to her, skinny and blonde with too much red lipstick on. She spoke to Price as if they were old lovers. Oh great another one you thought.

“Well its good to see you John, really it is, we should do lunch sometime do you still have my number?” She stroked his arm handing him a business card. Kyle gave you a look and you had to bite your lip to stop from laughing.

“Yeh Tracey was lovely seeing you too, take care” Price waved her on.

“Old flame eh boss?” Kyle was pretending to browse the menu while shooting you a grin. Price shook his head a slight smile creeping on his face.

“Yeh you could say that, but way back when we were kids” Price looked over the business card.

“I'm sure she married actually…”

*******

You had all finished your meals and were now sat out in the main room of the pub, An old fella named Tommy was singing country road on the karaoke trying to get people up on the small stage with him. Price had been asked 3 times to sing, You told Kyle you would pay good money to witness that. You had all had a few drinks by now and you were feeling a little better the vodka had numbed the images and you could look Price in the eyes not for long but it made the atmosphere less tense. Price had noticed you had relaxed he still couldn't think what had changed overnight he had rattled his brain the entire hike he hadn’t said anything had he? Had he come on too strong did you know what he was going to say last night and stopped him to save yourself and him the embarrassment of turning him down, he did think deep down he was being an old fool. You were a bright young 24 year old why on earth would you want to be getting about with a nearly 40-year-old man but he couldn’t help but hope?

He watched you sing along you and Kyle shoulder-to-shoulder arms around each other. Not only did you light up the room you lit up something in him and he wasn't ready to give up on just yet. He decided he was going to have chat with you tomorrow morning, but for tonight he would just enjoy you here with him.

Just as Price was about to get another round in, he watched as your attention turned to the door your best smile on your face. He turned to see Luke walking over to the table his eyes trained on you as if the place was empty. Price felt his scalp prickle with anger, but surely he didn't have anything to worry about, you weren’t easily flattered with a flash smile and smooth words you weren't like other women. He stood up to greet Luke with a handshake, a firm handshake maybe a bit too firm as it caused Luke to break his eye contact with you and pat him on the shoulder.

“Easy there Pricey, don't know your own strength nearly crushed my hand! How are you Kyle mate” Luke reached out his hand to shake Kyles, who still had his arm around your shoulder singing, Kyle was a lightweight.

“He’s a little bit drunk” you shouted over the current singer, now , mumbling away to UB40’s “Red red wine”

“I can see that haha and what about you, you want another one?” He flashed that cheeky smile again.

“Go on then Vodka lime soda please” You downed your current one.

“Adda girl, wanna come to the bar you can help me back with the rest?”

You nodded, you didn't need to ask Kyle what he wanted you knew his choice of drink off by heart, Price would have another Whisky. Without even looking back you followed Luke to the bar. He smelt of fresh-cut grass and aftershave, it lingered around you. Standing at the bar he placed his hand on the other side of you enclosing you against it his chest pressed to your back, he was a bold one you thought, but you didn't mind, you could see Price looking over in the mirror behind the bar, he looked pissed off, but the pang of guilt didn't last long as Luke was now in your ear trying to talk to you over the load music you felt his cheek brush against yours his beard tickled your earlobe.

“So what is your do? you don’t look like a lorry driver?” Lorry driver? Oh was this what Price told people he did?

“Ohh no I'm not, I work in logistics back at the depot” you smirked. Logistics? Not far off well it was way off but it was nice to pretend haha if only he knew.  

“Ohh so your the brains of the operation nice” His face a few inches from yours, you the brains of the operation? Price would be holding his sides laughing if he had heard that. The barmaid came over to take your order, she obviously had a thing for Luke as she was giving you the dirtiest look imaginable. But you couldn't blame her he was handsome. Your drinks came and you both made your back to the table. Kyle was now up on stage singing Neil Diamond's “Sweet Caroline” you gave him a wolf whistle.

“GO ON KYLE!!” Luke shouted above the crowd as they all joined in for the chorus. Price had a faint smile on his face but as he looked over at you it soon faded. Luke had made himself comfortable with you too comfortable for Price’s liking. As you handed him his whisky he tried to make eye contact with you and give you a ‘want me to get rid of him’ look, but as soon as he took his glass you turned your attention back to Luke and whatever he was saying that was making you giggle. His arm around the back of our chair leaning in that little bit too close, Price could feel his jaw clenching and turned his focus on Kyle who now had half the pub up singing with him. Even over the commotion, he could still hear you and Luke laughing, he could snap his neck he thought, it would be easy he’d done it before.

“So is there a Mr Tank” Luke cocked his eyebrow at you, you squinted your eyes at him smiling.

“I was just about to ask you the same thing, but no there isn’t, is there a Mrs. Highland cow?” You took a large swig of your drink nearly downing it. His eyes lit up.

“No there isn’t a Mrs highland cow, there was but we broke up about a year ago, she wanted to go live in the city and I wanted to stay here, thought I was going to marry her as well but things happen yah know” he looked down into his pint almost sad. You felt a slight pang in your heart for him. Loving something but having to let it go.

“The city isn’t all it's cracked up to be, not spent much time down here but I like it…could see myself living down here…” you meant it, you really liked the quiet and in your line of work you needed that escape. Price felt that telltale flutter in his chest at your words, you liked it down here and he was happy and willing to give you a home he thought.

“Well you’ve always got a room at mine whenever you want” Price gave your thigh a squeeze followed by a wink.

“I Don’t think Dr. O'Brien would appreciate us having sleepovers do you John?” You couldn't hide the snarl as the words left your mouth. Price’s face was a mixture of confusion and anger where had that come from?

Kyle and his backing singers were now onto their 3rd song of the night Kc & the sunshine band ‘Give it up’. Luke didn't have a clue what was going but could feel the tension like static in the air before a storm, so before the thunder rolled in he intervened.

“Hey come keep me company while I have a smoke…I’m dying to know more about the logistics of HGV driving” He tugged on your arm. You shot Price a look as you stood up, Luke draped his arm around you steering you out the back. Your blood was rushing through your body.

You weren't a little toy he could keep on a shelf to play with when he felt like it.

You were brought back round by the cold dusk air biting at your cheeks, you had forgot to bring your jacket out with you, but as if he had read your mind Luke opened his coat offering you shelter. He gave you a smirk at he lit his cigarette up with his other hand.

“Either get in here with me or you go back into whatever the fuck that was and get your coat? Your choice”

You didn't fancy heading back in so thought fuck it, and tried to wrap your arms around him he was broad and your hands couldn't quite reach so you opted for one clinging to the back of his jumper and the other resting on his chest and as you tucked yourself in he closed his coat over you both your face just popping out you could feel the sting of tears but blinked them away and instead basked in the calm warmth Luke was providing.

After a few moments Luke looked down at you.

“You ok in there? Warm enough?”

You nodded, this guy was a stranger not a few hours ago and now you were bundled up in his coat pressed against him, but you didn't care. Luke cleared his throat.

“It's not my place, but what’s the deal with you and Price? You guys have history or something?” He took another drag of his cigarette. History you and Price? Haha where could you even start? You had known him since you were 16, had been hand selected by him, fought side by side, been in dire situations and come out somewhat intact, you had taken a bullet for him he had kept your head above water. He reminded you that what you did mattered “We get dirty and the world stays clean” he had told you and Kyle that an you had both believed him. What you and Price were couldn’t be confined to just one sentence, so you didn't try.

“You could say that, but that's all it is history” you peered up at Luke his grey-blue eyes side-eyeing you.

“What?” You felt the slight flutter of butterflies. Luke didn't answer, instead he flicked his cigarette out and cupped your face pulling you up into a deep kiss, you opened your mouth allowing his ashtray-tasting tongue to explore your mouth. You could feel his heart beating fast under your hand as he tightened his other arm around you pulling you in closer. With one movement he had you trapped between the wall and his body trailing kisses down your neck. He smelt of cigarette smoke, beer and cut grass, it was different to Price’s cigars, whisky and smoked cedar but you didn't mind that.

“Tell me to stop…” he whispered softly kissing your jaw. You didn't want him to so you stayed silent, you looped your hands around his neck and jumped wrapping your legs around his waist, his hands automatically grabbing your arse. You continued your kiss, you could feel him getting hard through his jeans. Just as you both took a moment to catch your breath you heard the crunch of footsteps on the gravel path. It was probably one of the regulars coming out for a smoke. Luke put you down but cloaked you with his coat. Your warm breath mingled together in a cloud in the cold air. Luke gave you a cheeky smile his thumb stroking your cheek. He looked to see if the stranger had wandered back round to the front of the pub so you could continue, but his smile dropped. You heard the familiar gravelly voice of Your Captain.

“We’re heading back now Tank, Kyles had one too many” Your heart sank as he spoke you could hear the anger in his voice.

“Ok…I’ll be right behind you” your voice a low mumble. He must of heard as you could hear his footsteps walking away and back round to where he must of left Kyle. You dared to peek over Lukes coat seeing Price helping Kyle walk up the road.

“Where’s Tank, can’t leave her here Boss we come as a 3 pack!” Kyle was now clearly in distress trying to turn back around to find you, it tugged at your heart, but your were frozen to the spot.

“She’s alright lad, she's alright she’ll find her way back home” Price was rubbing kyles shoulder calming him down, pulling him back in the right direction. Luke looked down at you, his hand now on the back of your neck he pulled you into him for a hug and you let it happen, his slowing heart rate soothing you, you felt the prickle of tears forming and did you best to keep them at bay but one escaped causing you to sniffle.

“Let’s go have another drink eh? Getting cold out here” He kissed your cheek and lead you back inside.

********

You walked with Luke back home, he did after all live next door to Price. Luke made you laugh even though you didn't feel like it, it was nice.

“So do you run the farm by yourself?” You walked tucked into him you hand finding a loop on his coat to cling to.

“No I run it with my 4 brothers, so always someone to cover for me if I want to take some time off” He cocked his eyebrow at you, the hint didn't go unnoticed.

“Thought you didn't like the city?” You rolled your eyes dramatically.

“Never said I didn't like it, and besides think I have a reason to visit it more now” he pulled you in closer to him. You didn't mind the idea. Maybe this made more sense?

“An what reason would that be Luke?” You stopped just round the corner from the houses. Looking up at him a little smirk on your face. He answered you with a firm but gentle kiss.

“Good reason” you mumbled against his lips. You continued walking back to the houses, you glanced at Price’s house only the porch light was lit, the feeling of dread was slowly returning. Maybe he had gone to bed. Not that you owed him an explanation just as he didn't owe you one. You looked back at Luke he gave you that cheeky grin.

Would he still like you if he knew what you really did, would he still want to kiss you knowing what you had done. What about the scars that littered your body how would you explain them, you didn't have to with Price he understood he had ones to match yours. Would Luke understand? Would he kiss them and tell you he still thought you were beautiful? What about when you woke howling like a wounded animal in the night like you sometimes did, Price knew to handle you with care. Would Luke? When your bad temper flared would he know your bark was worse than you bite? Price knew it was. Stop it. Luke wasn't him but he was nice and you hoped he would understand all your shortcomings.

“Can I tempt you back to mine for a nightcap?” He looped his arms around your waist pulling you to him leaning against the wall like two teenagers. You thought about it, but didn't want to give him the wrong idea.

“Not tonight, but…” Luke stopped you.

“It’s ok I understand but can I at least get your number? Planning a trip to the city soon and need a tour guide” He flashed his perfect white teeth at you as he handed you his phone to put your number in. You did and gave him your direct line.

He lifted you chin up to face him, kissing you once again. He walked you to the door then broke away to return to his.

“Good night, city girl”

“Good night Luke”

************

You walked into the kitchen you needed a drink of water the butterflies had turned to lead weights inside your stomach.

“Have fun did we, he's a nice lad Luke?” Price’s voice made you jump, he was stood by the back door only the counter spotlights were on.

“I did actually,hows Kyle?” You tried your best to keep your voice level, even though your stomach was a pit of lava churning away.

“Oh he's fine nothing a good kip won't sort out, he's made a few friends tonight, but he's not the only one is he?”

“What's that supposed to mean John?”

“Nothing, how's that going to work out anyway? You going to tell him what you really do? Or are you just going to let him think you work in logistics?”

“I don't know JOHN! how does the Irish Doctor feel about what you do? Helen is that her name? Did you talk about it when she was here last? Bit of war criminal pillow talk? Bet she would love to hear about some of the things I’ve witnessed you do!” you were shouting now the anger crawling to the surface. Price was silent for a moment, his mouth upturned his brow furrowed.

“What are you on about? You mentioned her earlier in the pub what has she got to do with any of this Tank?”

“Really? You gonna continue to play dumb? You fucking dickhead!”

Price had made his way over to you in two strides, he was right in your face now.

“What are you on about!” The anger in his voice rattle your bones. But you stood your ground.

“I found her knickers John, under your fucking bed the other night! You said she came when the house wasn't even finished! It looks fucking finished to me! You had the cheek to lie to my face in this very kitchen and here, you stood here saying you had something to get off your chest, well get it off your fucking chest now JOHN!” You were raging. His heart plummeted. It all made sense now, he didn't want you to find out like that.

“…it was a one-time thing she was here, we were drunk…it didn't mean anything…like I said she talks too much…” He placed his hand on your shoulder. You shrugged it off. He could see the hurt in your eyes your lip starting to quiver.

“You know what it doesn’t matter you don't owe me an explanation…you know what never mind how Me and Luke would work, or you an Helen…how would this even work? Me and you? Tell me John…”

He looked you dead in the eye, he was starting to think he didn't know either, maybe he had been fooling himself. He knew what he had to do.

“You know what…It wouldn’t work, would it…” he hung his head, he couldn't meet your eyes. He felt hopeless. You were better off with someone else. Deep down you wanted him to tell you it would work, that you could make it work, but his expression had changed, you didn’t recognise him. No you did he wasnt John anymore he was Captain Price, your Captain all sense of familiarity gone just like that…

“I'm sorry if I’ve acted in anyway inappropriately this weekend, but just so we are clear our relationship will be strictly professional from now on” He glanced out the window, he was fighting to keep his heart from shattering. He wished he hadn’t looked at you when he did the light was draining from you like a dying star collapsing in on itself, he had caused that.

If only there was another way to do this, it felt like murder to put you through this, He had promised to never hurt you, but here he was slowly choking out the fire you had both started. It was better this way…not for him but for you he had to believe that or else he would cling to the hope and drag you down with him. Really he wanted you to kick and scream call him stupid and that it would work that you could make it work, but he knew you needed better, no you deserved better.

Inside you were screaming ‘Don’t do this to me please John” but all you could muster was

“Ok I understand, I'll get the train back in the morning. Tell Kyle I said goodbye…”

“You don't have to get the train back, I'll drive you…”

“No it's ok, I'm going to head to bed…Night John…sweet dreams”

“Night kid…sweet dreams..”

As you walked up the stairs and out of earshot, Price allowed himself to crumble slamming his fist onto the countertop.

Had he just made the biggest mistake, he wouldn't know as by the morning you were gone just like you said leaving a note under the Little tank in your room that read:

“Thanks again for a nice weekend John, yours always, Tank”

[fazgoo-connoiseur-1987]

@tinygigas introduced me to the BANGER concept of Henry seeing Bill's face in the suit and I'm frankly obsessed

[oneawkwardcookie]

It's as if sparks are pouring down through my veins, from head to toe My consciousness is light and unburdened, but it's as if now nothing is under my control

[theshynerdsworld]

THE MUSE part 2

Benedict Bridgerton x female oc

(This is a few sessions in, sorry for the time skip)

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Benedict walked to her and softly held her chin, in order moved her head to the right alittle and paused then move her head looking up, then moved a strand of her copper hair out of the way “perfect.” He whispered and walked back to his canvas “so tomorrow, I won’t be able paint you.” He said, putting his brush in paint “oh?” Mary sounded curious but sad, Benedict looked at her and replied “I am to be at a ball…”, “lady Danbury’s ball?” She questioned, making him chuckle “that one.” Mary fidgeted with her hands “I am to be at that ball..” she whispered but he heard her “oh?” He questioned “that’s a bad thing because?”, “we aren’t really meant to know each other…” Benedict sighed and said “well. I could ask you to dance then surprise! We know each other!” Making her giggle alittle as he finished “done. You can move now.” Mary stood up and stretched her arms out, making her elbow crack “does that not hurt?” She shook her head “not really. I’m used to it.” She stretched again and her back cracked “it’s cause I’m old.”, “twenty isnt old. I’m older.” She laughed “what a scandal.”

Mary walked to him and looked at the picture, as he grabbed his drink of lemonade, handing Mary her glass “well?”, “your improving.” She joked, making Benedict fake a look of hurt “oh really? I’m that bad?” She laughed alittle then said “it’s wonderful.”, “I had a great model.” She looked at him, their gaze caught making her bite her lip, then he licked his lip alittle. Benedict was surprised when she reached down with her right hand and her fingers touched his chin, making him look at her. Mary bent her head down and kissed him, gently and Benedict kissed her back, wrapping his arm around her back and pulled her gently down, onto his lap. Both of her hand went to his neck, the two softly moaned as they got heavy into their make out session.

Mary’s hands moved to his shoulders then to his shirt, undoing the buttons as he unclipped his braces, letting them fall behind him, pulling off his shirt the two broke their kiss and Mary got up, Benedict shot straight up and kissed her hard, holding her cheeks as they moved backwards, her back hit the bookcase, making her moan against his lips, Mary’s hand went into his hair and pulled softly, making him groan. Mary opened her eyes, a little and snapped back to reality “stop!” She panicked, pushing him alittle, and he let go of her and they both panted “I can’t do this.. I can’t..” she whispered, biting her lip as he looked worried “did I hurt you?” She shook her head as a tear fell down her face “no.. you were perfect..” she walked to her coat and bag, as Benedict looked concerned, as she picked up the envelope “I’m sorry” she whispered, walking out. He slumped onto his chair and felt guilty, brushing his hand through his hair.

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Mary smoothed her dress as she sat in the carriage, she did try to get out of it saying she was sick, but her grandparents saw through it. “You will be dancing with lord Charles Bellingham then Mr. Henry Mason.”, “i don’t want to dance with them..” her brother, Johnathon looked at her and held her hand “you don’t have choice, the grandparents set this up.” He leaned his head back and closed his eyes “how’s the plan to leave?”, “working on that. How’s the wife?” He looked at her and snorted alittle, then said “annoying. Quicker I put an heir in her. The quicker I don’t have to speak to her.” Johnathon paused then said “well interact with her much.” Mary pulled at her sleeve “can I dance with others?” Johnathon pulled at his collar and readjusted it “yeh but dance with the two first. Make the grandparents happy.”, “remember the last time I tried to make them happy..”

She looked out the window and her brother, did a half hug thing “he’s gone now.”, “but he’s still around. He’ll be there tonight,” Johnathon sighed and said “don’t worry sis. He comes near you, I’ll knock him into the next century.” She laughed so hard and snorted alittle, putting her hands over her mouth and did another “calm down, piglet. We are here.” She smacked his arm and got up as he did, when the doors opened. As they got out, so did the Bridgerton’s, she couldn���t see Benedict. Which made her sad, her grandparents walked to the mother “violet!” Who muttered under her breathe then said “Carol! Robert!” They did the fake hug thing “um Anthony go with Daphne and met your brothers inside.” They nodded and went in “so. Your son, the viscount. Is he married?” Mary groaned internally and looked at her brother “um, grandma grandad, I’m gonna take in Mary, to get her a drink.” They waved them off, and violet gave her a sympathetic look.

The two sipped their lemonade as they watched everyone conversing “who are you searching for?”, “no one. Who are you searching for.” She snapped, Johnathon smirked “ooh, who is it? Hmm?” She ignored him and saw Benedict and his family walked near by them “I do not want to dance with anyone.” She heard the eldest complain “please, Anthony.”, “no, why can’t Benedict!” Anthony complained, making Mary’s heart sink “of course, if he doesn’t want to, I shall. Take one for the team”, ‘he was to dance with another women.’ Johnathon looked at her concerned, raising his eyebrow “are you ok sister?” She nodded when she was Benedict walking to the drinks table, out of the corner of her eye when lord Charles walked to her and asked for the dance “of course..” she whispered, Benedict felt jealousy as he watched her dance with Lord Charles “jealous, brother?” He looked at Eloise “no. Go away.” He said then drank “how do you know her?” Eloise ignored his insult. Eloise just stared at him as he looked around, then whispered “you tell anyone. I’ll tell everyone your Whistledown.” He threatened “her name js Mary and she is my muse. I was to dance with her but she is dancing with him.” He gritted his teeth “did you kiss?” He nodded as he drank “did you..” she nodded “no. We did not!” He rolled his eyes “nearly.” Eloise drank her lemonade and blinked “my lord.” She whispered as they finished, when another man appeared “would you care to dance the next dance?” He watched as she shook her head and walked out quickly, holding her stomach.

Benedict looked around and followed her, despite Eloise protesting as he got outside, Benedict looked around for Mary, he found her sat on a swing. Using her feet to move back and forth alittle “mind if I sit?” She shrugged as he did “aren’t you dancing, with whom ever your brother was to dance with?”, “I would be but she walked out and is currently sat on a swing.” Mary looked at him and said “oh.. right. I can’t go in there.. there’s too many people.. my shoes are…” he listened to her as he looked at the sky “shoeing.. I can feel my feet in them. My ruffles keep whooshing.. I’m overwhelmed” Benedict nodded as he listened “I don’t want to leave..” she whispered “why not?” He questioned her “wasn’t that the idea.. money and be gone?”, “I kinda like being around you.. everything seems calm and makes sense..” he watched her pick at her finger “your finger will bleed.” He told her “then don’t go?”, “I will be married off. I won’t be able to pose anymore.” She sighed, getting up and smoothed her dressed, then touched his chin before walking off inside.

He waited alittle and followed in, where she was dancing with the man before. He noticed, how tense she was as they spun around the dance floor “as soon as, she walked in. He pounced.” Eloise informed him as a man walked to him “whatever you said to her. Thank you.”, “I’m sorry?” Benedict said “I’m Johnathon, Mary’s brother. Saw you too talking, I’ll ignore the chin touch. She likes you, for some reason. I’ll make sure, you dance next.” He walked off, as the song finished and Johnathon walked to her, telling her “next person, dance with him. When you want to.” She nodded, smiling softly “come on, let’s get food.” She walked off with her brother, talking about an article about something she saw, he listened as she went on and on, while he was watching a women, who winked at him “are you listening?”, “ye.. something about the economy.” he walked off. She huffed and ate slowly “what cake do you recommend?” Benedict asked, making her jump alittle.

[alexismcknight25]

Here we go again - Part 5

This is the second half of Red and Chloe’s visit to Wonderland.

Part one - Part two - Part three - Part four

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Chloe and Red are in their room for the night. They had a small bag with overnight clothes if they needed them, which they did.

They change quickly. They decide to call Leah to explain and have a chance to talk to Dizzy and Chad before bed.

They talk to Leah and then Dizzy quickly before the phone is passed to Chad.

“Where are you?” Chad asks them

“We went to visit your mum and Bridget. To see if they were ok?” Chloe explains

“Are you coming back?” Chad asks worried the last time someone went to Wonderland they didn’t return.

“Of course, we will see you tomorrow” Chloe reassures him

“Are mum and Mama Bridget ok? Can I talk to them?” Chad asks

“They are fine, but they are in bed now. How about I call you again at breakfast when I see them and you can talk to them then?” Chloe explains before she offers

“Ok I would like that” Chad tells them

“Is mum coming home?” Chad asks

“She wants to stay here with Bridget. They are both still very sad” Chloe explains

“Your mum did say you can stay with us and attend Auroria Elementary with Dizzy, Audrey and Mal” Chloe tells him

“Yay” Chad tells them excitedly

“We need to go now but we will talk to you in the morning” Red tells him

“I love you both” Chad tells them

“We love you” Chloe and Red tell him

They hang up

“I’m glad he didn’t ask us to find them. I don’t want to think about where they are or what they are doing” Chloe comments and as she gets into bed

“Yeh, I certainly didn’t expect to find them like that. I know they were close, but not that close. I’m guessing they either hid it from us or we didn’t want to see it” Red comments back as she gets into bed beside Chloe

“Yeh, I definitely did not want to see it. But also we didn’t even know they had been Best Friends at one point two years ago” Chloe comments as snuggles into Red's side

“Chad seems to be happy to attend Auroria Elementary with his friends” Red comments taking the conversation away from their mothers.

Chloe and Red continue to discuss everything that happened that day as they fall asleep.

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In Bridget’s room, she and Ella are getting ready for Bed.

Ella hadn’t told Chloe and Red, but on that day she left Auradon. After Red and Chloe had left with Chad, she got into a fight, as she had feared, with Henry about her leaving to visit Bridget. She had yelled at him for not being there for her and Chad, ignoring them and hiding away. He yelled at her for running off to Bridget. She had yelled back that she was broken after the loss of their baby girl. She was also worried about Bridget’s baby girl. Bridget didn’t have anyone else; her wife had died not long after Bridget had become pregnant. If he wasn't going to be there for her, she would find someone who would. He told her to leave then. So she left and didn’t go back. She regularly called Chad and was relieved that he had Chloe and Red to be there for him when she couldn’t be.

Bridget gets into bed and Ella crawls in after her.

Originally, they had separate rooms. After a few sleepless nights, Ella got up and went wandering around the castle. She bumped into Bridget, who was doing the same.

Bridget remembered as kids if they couldn’t sleep sometimes they would share a bed so she had invited Ella back to her room to sleep.

Nothing happened, it was just two friends sharing a bed at first but they found that they slept better in the same bed.

They were also both used to sharing a bed with their partner, even if it had been longer for Bridget.

Their romantic feelings came back over time. Feelings they had both pushed down years ago.

The make-out session on the couch that day had also been new.

Only for a week or two.

But all those feelings they had repressed and run from years ago had come back in full force.

Ella turns to Bridget “I’m sorry for asking about Time Travel to get Henry back”

“Hey, I know you and I know you love him. It's ok” Bridget tells her

“I love you too” Ella tells her

Bridget just kisses her when she hears that

When she pulls away she says “I love you too, I always have”

Which gets her another kiss from Ella

“I wish I could have accepted my feelings for you when we were younger” Ella says

“It’s ok, we both found love with others and I could never change that because It gave us our children” Bridget comments which gets her another kiss

“Our daughters are grownup and together, it is so strange to think about. I’m guessing we never found our way back to each other where they are from” Ella comments

“Or if we did, they never knew about it” Bridget mentions remembering the look of shock on their daughter's face when they found them.

Bridget just pulls Ella into her arms and they fall asleep in each other’s arms.

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The next morning the four have breakfast together, before Red and Chloe head back to Auradon.

As promised Red and Chloe call Chad so he can talk to his mum and Bridget.

Chad tells his mum how much he misses her and hopes that her mama Bridget can make each other happy because he doesn’t like seeing them sad.

He thanks them for letting him go to school with his friends.

He talks to them for a while before he has to go.

Chad tells them he misses them both and that loves them.

Ella and Bridget both tell him how much they miss him and love him.

Red and Chloe promise him that they will see when they get back later in the day.

After breakfast, Ella brought up something she and Bridget discussed this morning in bed before they got up for breakfast.

“Chloe we had an idea we wanted to run by you?” Ella asks her

“Ok, sure” Chloe agrees wondering what this is about with a quick look to Red who gives a nod of the head also wondering what this might be about

“I was wondering if you wanted to tell people you’re my sister. We know the truth but this way people might understand why Chad is living with you. Also, the only people who could dispute it live on The Isle. You are too old for anyone other than us to believe you are my daughter. I thought this might be a good alternative” Ella offers

“That would work. I’m happy to do that in Auradon, but when I come here I can just be me” Chloe agrees. It will be weird, but it's actually not possible for her to be Ella’s daughter in this timeline unless they explain to everyone about time travel and they don’t want to do that.

“We are also raising Drizella’s daughter in Auradon so I don’t think your step-family will be an issue” Red comments

“Wait, Excuse me?” Ella asks confused

“Oh crap, we didn’t tell you that did we. Dizzy is your niece. Five years ago we went to The Isle and got a couple of kids off The Isle. They were Time Travellers too but were stuck on The Isle” Red explains, after realising the mistake she made

“Wait that day you were all found at Auradon Prep telling everyone you had no idea how you got there. Or who the kids were who no one knew” Ella begins to figure out

“Yeh, that was the day after we arrived in the past. We actually arrived during the night. The others had already existed in the past so their memories of the future took over their younger selves. However, Chloe and I didn’t exist yet so we arrived as we were in the future” Red explains

“Wait so everyone who was there that day was from the future? Why wasn’t Chad there?” Ella asks

"Chloe, Lonni, Audrey, and I came back to save Chad, which we did." Red comments. Not telling what really happened because they saw what happened the last time they did that. This time they had told them what they needed to know without telling them what Chad became in those futures

“And the others?” Ella asks grateful that they came back to save her son

“Came back for their own reason” Chloe tells her mum in a no more voice, it’s not their story to tell and they don’t want them to know

“But you saved Chad?” Bridget asks

"Yes, we did," Chloe tells them. They can see the change in Chad every day. He will never be the person he was in her original timeline. She just hopes that the mess of what is going on with their parents doesn't change that. But they will be there for him every step of the way.

"Hey, I know today's been overwhelming, and there's a lot to process from yesterday too. Why don't you take some time to think about everything, and we can discuss it again next time we visit during the school holidays with Chad?" Red suggested.

“Yes, let’s do that. One more thing, Red. If anyone asks, you can say you are from Wonderland, and I will tell anyone who asks that it's true,” Bridget tells Red.

“Ok, Thank you” Red thanks her

“I know this is weird for all of us but we love you both. You are family. You will always be Family, even with the messed up timeline” Bridget tells them both

“We are family” Red agrees

They hug their mums goodbye and not long after Red and Chloe are heading back home to Auradon.

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Thanks for reading.

I added a little headcanon I like to this about Bridget having a wife and Red having two mums. That in Wonderland two women could have a child together. I read this in another Bridgella story and I loved the idea so I added it to mine. Part 6 we will be heading back to Auradon so we won’t see Bridget and Ella as much. But I love them so much.

Please comment, Kudos, like or reblog if you get the chance

Haylie Myers

[unabashegirl]

Safely

Author's note: HAPPY NEW YEARS! I hope you all have plenty of blessings this year. I wish you lots of love and health. In honor of the holiday, I wanted to give you a little piece. A unique piece that only my members of Patreon will be able to read further on. I've been writing it for a few days, and I hope you like it. I was thinking of making her an OC (Patreon exclusive) and make other pieces based on their relationship and surroundings. Let me know in the comments if you liked it!

DISCLAIMER: I decided to make this an OC, exclusively for my Patreon's, but I wanted to share at least ONE PIECE with my Tumblr followers.

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It had been an exceptionally long day at work, but she was finally getting into bed and getting some rest. The apartment was noticeably quiet, causing her to struggle to catch sleep. On top of it, her dog was away, and she felt unprotected. Either way, sleep got the most of her, and she allowed herself to fall into it.

“Hello?” Her phone had been ringing for what felt like hours even though it had only been two minutes. It had rung long enough to wake her up. She didn’t even bother to open her eyes to check the caller ID. Whomever it was they had pissed Y/N off.

“Kitten” A single word was enough to get rid of any grogginess from her. She pulled her phone away from her ear, trying to read the time. It read 3:06 causing her to groan.

“Please, don't tell me you are arrested again” She heard his attractive chuckle from the other side of the phone. She threw the covers off her body and sat up. Y/N already knew the answer, and she didn’t need it to come out of his lips.

“Where are you?”

“At the apartment” Y/N grabbed the first pair of jeans that she could find in the darkness.

“Why?” She rolled her eyes. He was going to lecture her. She was supposed to be staying in the house with the family. “The fuckin’ dog isn’t even there with yeh! You know where you are supposed to be when I am not home” She could picture him, spatting into the phone, worried about things that weren’t as important.

“This whole authoritarian attitude isn’t such a panty dropper like when we first met” She teased, enjoying how easily his buttons could get pushed.

“Call Henry and tell him to get here and take your ass home”

“Now?”

“Yes. Now, Y/N!” he hung up on her. He worried more about her safety than his. Sure, he had taught her how to defend herself, but he could never be too safe. He wasn’t rude or pushed her around, but his priority was always her safety. Ever since they met on that rainy day.

A stupid mistake had landed him in jail again. The fucking police officers had intercepted one of his calls and had busted in before Harry could put a bullet between the other man’s eyes. Although, the police were the least of his problems.

“Styles? You are free to go” Harry smiled with cockiness as he walked past him. “We’ll get you don’t worry” He stopped and turned to look at him. His eyes scanned for his name on his super chest.

“Copper isn’t?” He was straight out of the academy, and unfortunately, he still had no idea who he was dealing with. “I’ll make sure to remember your name officer cooper” It was an empty promise. He had no intention of going after the young officer. He just enjoyed making people uncomfortable. Harry also hated police officers.

“Here is your shit, Styles” an older officer threw him his phone, wallet, keys, and everything else that he had been carrying in his pockets when he had been detained. He remained quiet, picking his stuff off the counter. He could see Henry and the rest of his closest men outside, waiting for him. “I hope you see you soon here”. He just rolled his eyes and continued walking.

“Give me a cigarette” he interrupted Henry before he could say something to him. He had a few ears to pull or cut off. Henry closed his mouth; without any response, he gave him what he craved. “Let’s go home,” he said after he had gotten in the car. Harry didn’t want to say anything until he was in the comfort and safety of his house. He also craved Y/N. He wanted to see her, but he had to wait because business always came first for the family.

“Harry—”

“I SAID TAKE US HOME!” Henry then feared for his life.

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The state was on the outskirts of the city, and he preferred it like that. Even his father had opted for it when he was in charge. Of course, that had been a long time ago. It was much safer for everyone. The entire place was always patrolled by his men and cameras had been set up in every nook and cranny of the property which was why he had been so upset with Y/N earlier. Because there was no safer place.

“Lineup” he sternly dictated; he wasted no time. Harry was going to teach them a lesson in the foyer. He had no energy or patience to take them downstairs or to the other house where he usually took care of business. He lit up another cigarette, trying to ease the anger that was eating him up from the inside out. “Hope you don’t mind” he smiled sadistically, yanking a gun off one of his men. “What’s your name?”.

“Arthur, boss” He gulped heavily, trying his best not to pee on himself.

Harry Styles had a reputation. He ran London’s underworld. Men feared him and he liked it. His father and mother had been assassinated when he was only ten years old. His sister and he had been the only survivors in the family.

“Do you know how many men oversee my personal safety, Arthur?”

“N-no sir”

“Take a guess” he insisted as he finished his cigarette.

“20?”  Arthur looked around trying to estimate how many men were forming the line. Harry kept walking from one extreme to the other. He observed the men that had taken an oath to protect and be loyal to him.

“Get in the fuckin’ line, Henry!” He yelled, noticing that he stood behind him. “You know how I hate to repeat myself!”

“But boss—” Harry took four strides in his direction, and suddenly he was in his face. Henry closed his eyes for a second as he felt the cold metal against his temple.

“Don’t be fooled, Henry. I don’t care if you are my second in command. I won’t hesitate to paint the walls of this FUCKIN’ house with your brains. Don’t you ever talk back to me” He threatened. Harry usually wasn’t this stern, but everything had gone to shit tonight. Hence, why he was on the brim of shooting everyone. “Get in line,” he said between his teeth.

“30, Arthur. And do you know what they were doing today while I was in my meeting?” Harry knew who Arthur was, he was also aware that Arthur’s job wasn’t to keep them safe. Harry knew most of his men. He could recognize them by their faces and their names. It was his duty to know everyone who was working under his roof.

“N-no sir”

“They were playing with their balls and cocks!” He yelled then chuckled sarcastically, outraged by their careless behavior. He needed another smoke, and so he lit one up and took a drag. “Now take a step forward if you were in charge of Y/N’s personal security” Much to Harry’s distaste no one stepped forward which only angered him more. He felt as if the blood running through his veins was bubbling. “No one is going to step up. Really?” He yelled and the estate shook. “Peter”.

The man didn’t bulge and so it seemed like Harry was going to take care of it. He grabbed him by the collar and practically dragged him in front of everyone, with his cigarette still tucked between his lips.

“Were or weren’t you in charge of Y/N’s safety?” He asked, walking down the lengthy line of men.

“Sir, the thing is that —”

“ANSWER THE QUESTION! YES, OR NO?”

“Yes,” Harry turned his back to him as he tried his best not to shoot him in the head. He reminded himself that he wasn’t the same man that had met Y/N that cold afternoon. He had changed. His serenity didn’t last long. Suddenly, he turned around and shot Peter in the leg without hesitation or any remorse.

Peter’s screams echoed through the entire house. The bullet had perforated through the skin right below the knee. Everyone in the house could hear his piercing voice. Although no one said anything, and no one did anything. They feared the man holding the gun and respected him enough not to cross him.

“Let this be a lesson for every single one of you. Y/N must always be protected. Someone must always be with her. Especially when I am not around. Her security comes first” He spat and quietly walked up to Peter, who remained on the floor, applying pressure on his wound. He tried his best not to shed a single tear, but it was extremely hard. “Peter might have gotten away with it, but the next time something like this happens. I won’t be this lenient” he threatened.

Harry kneeled before him and pressed the gun to this wound instantly causing Peter to yell in agonizing pain.

“When I ask you to do something — you do it without hesitation. You are lucky that nothing happened to Y/N. Otherwise, I would have tortured you until you begged me to end your life. Make sure this doesn’t ever happen again” He dangerously whispered to him. “Consider yourself lucky, I’m giving you another chance” He retracted with a smile. “You are dismissed” he mumbled, reaching out for the handkerchief he kept in his pocket. Harry cleaned the blood off his gun and finished his cigarette.

Harry was his most patient with her, but not when it came to her safety. Once, he had come close to losing her — incredibly close. From that day forward he promised himself that he would never allow it again. He promised himself that if it ever happened again, he would let her go and never threaten again with her safety. He would detach himself permanently from her life. Even if it pained him and even if it killed him to see her go.

“That was quick” He found her, tucked in bed, her hair up in a bun with her big, framed glasses resting on the bridge of her nose. She paused her show, wanting to devote her utter attention to him. “What happened downstairs?” she had heard his rough tone but hadn’t been able to make out his exact words.

“Why were you in the apartment?” he asked bluntly, without responding to her. He pulled off his blazer, setting it on the futon by the end of the bed, and then proceeded to unbutton the cuffs of his shirt.

“Because it’s our apartment and I can sleep over there if I want to?”

“What was the only condition in staying in the apartment, pup?” He stood straight, chest puffed out, arms crossed across his chest. His eyebrow raised high and pursed his lips.

“Achilles always had to be with me but Har—”

“And where is Achilles, Y/N?” Harry interrupted her, trying to prove his point.

“Getting trained” Achilles was the dog that Harry had gotten her after she had been released from the hospital. It was a Doberman and after lots of tears and arguing Y/N finally allowed him to leave for training.  “So? I had a meeting with a dangerous man. A man that with the snap of his fingers could have sent someone to hurt you” He tried his best not to involve her with his business. He never gave her details or names unless she pressured him into it.  “I could have easily found you murdered in the apartment. Or worst, you could have been kidnapped and tortured! When will you learn? All the security that I send with you is for your safety” the thought of losing her made him want to kill himself.

“I am sorry” she frowned, seeing the desperation and concern in his eyes. Y/N was very stubborn, and she knew that she wasn’t easy to handle. “It’s just sometimes, their presence is overbearing, and I feel like I can’t breathe with so many of them around” her head hung low, and she genuinely looked regretful — not like the other times.

Harry exhaled loudly and walked up to the side of her bed. He sat by the edge and was incredibly close to her. He got a whiff of her scent and instantly felt his muscles relax. Y/N reached out, noticing the exhaustion and the bags under his eyes. She inched closer and cupped his face with her delicate hands.

“I shot Peter in the leg” he admitted as she squished his cheeks together like she always does before kissing him.

“Harry!”

“He’ll live” he rolled his eyes, “His job is to protect you when I am not around, and he failed miserably today” Y/N pecked his lips multiple times before allowing him to kiss her deeply. “Don’t ever go” he whispered as their foreheads were pressed against each other.

“I wouldn’t. I love you”

“Loving you is easy. Deserving you is something else” he whispered back.