#hes a drama snow queen and just changes his own birthday to fit

[lmelodie]

Just wanted to drop in with a funky little headcanon that I cannot remove from my mind:

I specifically wanted to post this today because I wanna headcanon that Today, March 20th is Jack's actual birthday.

Jack is a fucking FRAUD and his birthday is in SPRING. He was "born" on the spring equinox, firmly a springtime boy and he DESPISES IT.

He HATES that his own birthday doesn't fit the Frost Branding, and has been lying about it for FOREVER. He's been lying about it for so long that he's successfully buried the lead and everyone now thinks his birthday is December 21st (the winter solstice).

Nobody must know that THE SPIRIT OF WINTER was born on the first day of spring. A travesty if there ever was one.

[anotherkpopvictim]

Walking In Our Own Winter Wonderland - TaeKook Drabble

(Edited this picture myself)

A/N: So I wanted to write some Taekook fluff for the winter season and it turned into smut too...

Oops?

Also, Happy Birthday, Taehyungie <3

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook X Kim Taehyung

Rating: M (smut)

Words: 4556

Smut, fluff, Top!Kook, Bottom!Tae, Sub!Kook, Dom!Tae, SubTop!Kook, PowerBottom!Tae

Disclaimer: I don’t know anything about ski resorts in South Korea. I based this mostly on a ski resort in Canada I’ve been to many times and very, very loosely on the Yongpyong ski resort in South Korea that I looked into a bit. So, some information is most likely inaccurate, but it’s a fanfiction so who cares.

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“I’m going to miss you so much!” Jimin exclaimed through overdramatic tears. His arms were wrapped tightly around Taehyung’s waist and his head was buried in his chest.

Taehyung held back his own tears (despite how ridiculous this whole thing was) and gave his platonic soulmate a consoling pat on the back. “I’m gonna miss you too, Jiminie.”

Their disgusting scene was interrupted by one Min Yoongi, who walked into the dorm’s entryway with Jungkook carrying two suitcases behind him. “Ew, enough you two. Taehyung and Jungkook are only going to be gone for a few days. Sometimes I swear you’re the ones dating.”

Taehyung saw the familiar flash of jealousy in Jungkook’s eyes at their hyung’s words. The second youngest huffed out a laugh and disentangled himself from Jimin to look over at Jungkook. “Relax, baby. You know Yoongi-hyung is just joking.”

Jimin seemed to understand that his touchiness was pushing it with the very protective maknae and gave Taehyung one more good hug before stepping back and giving him space.

Taehyung walked over to the now pouting Jungkook and wrapped his own arms around his waist. “You’re the only one for me, bun.” He promised, sealing the promise with a quick but firm kiss to the maknae’s cheek.

Jungkook was always so easily riled up, and part of Taehyung couldn’t ignore that he absolutely loved to see the blush that crawled up his lover’s neck and covered his cheeks. There was a bit of pride and happiness shining in the younger’s eyes now, content with the confirmation of their relationship.

“God,” Yoongi scrunched his nose up and pretended to shield his eyes from the scene, “Yeah, okay, you guys are definitely still the worst.”

Taehyung and Jungkook both turned to stick their tongues out maturely at their hyung just as Hoseok, Seokjin, and Namjoon walked in from the living room. Their entryway was getting crowded now as it wasn’t really meant for seven people to be in at once.

“Did you guys pack scarves? It’s supposed to be super cold up at the resort,” Hoseok asked, a worried furrow to his brow.

“Yep,” Jungkook replied.

“What about extra socks? Underwear?” Jin added, looking equally as worried about the two youngest.

Jungkook and Taehyung both rolled their eyes. “Yes, hyungs,” Taehyung said, “I promise we’ll be fine.”

“I trust you’ll do your best not to be spotted,” Namjoon gave them a dimpled smile and a pat on the shoulder, “So have fun, alright?”

“But not too much fun!” Hoseok exclaimed.

“Oh, please,” Jimin waved his hand, “We all know they’re going to be fucking the whole time.”

Jungkook, who’s skin color had almost returned to normal after Taehyung’s teasing, flushed bright red again at Jimin’s comment. Taehyung laughed it off while the other hyungs groaned in mock disgust.

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Their manager had assisted them in hiring a private shuttle bus to take the two maknaes to the ski resort they would be staying at for a few days. The ride was going to be a couple hours long, so they settled into the seats and shared headphones so they could listen to some of their favorite music on the way.

They’d planned this trip for months, begging their boss to allow them some time off between Christmas day and Taehyung’s birthday on the thirtieth of the month.

So here they were, fresh off the Christmas high and about to spend some much needed alone time in a picturesque winter wonderland.

Taehyung had the window seat and often let his eyes take in the changing scenery outside. More snow covered the world in a blanket of white the higher in altitude they got.

Jungkook leaned his head on Taehyung’s shoulder and pulled one of the older’s big hands into his lap so he could fiddle with his fingers - a common habit of his. He’d always thought that Taehyung had the most beautiful hands. He could sit there and stare at them forever and he probably wouldn’t even get sick of them.

The driver of the shuttle bus had been chosen specifically as the company had deemed him trustworthy, and he was contracted not to say anything about what he witnessed between the two youngest members of one of the world’s biggest boybands. Taehyung caught his gaze a few times in the rearview mirror, noticing the fond smile the man had on his face when he saw the two of them holding hands.

When they arrived at the cabin they had rented after checking in, the kind driver took their luggage inside for them and bid them goodbye.

The cabin was on the outskirts of the actual ski resort, which meant a lot of walking to get to the little village, but also meant that they had more privacy. It was rustic-looking and Taehyung could see a billow of smoke coming out of the chimney.

They had hired someone to stock the kitchen with some food for them as they knew it was too dangerous to risk going to get groceries on their own and getting spotted by a fan. It seemed that whoever had done that had also started the fire for them.

The two of them walked into a toasty warm cabin, a welcome feeling even after only being in the bitter cold outside for a few minutes. The open-concept cabin space was lit up by a few lamps and the natural sun beaming in from the window. The design was old fashioned in a way, so different from the modern look of their dorm in Seoul. It was beautiful.

As Jungkook started unpacking a few of their things, Taehyung made some hot chocolate. He topped it with whipped cream and settled onto the couch in the living room with the younger.

“Isn’t it amazing here?” Jungkook asked as they played a K-Drama they’d been meaning to watch in the background.

Taehyung’s lips turned up at the corners in a longing sort of smile. “Yeah, it is,” he replied, “It reminds me of my home as a child - except, more snow.”

Jungkook chuckled lightly in agreement and then said shyly, “Part of me never wants to leave and we’ve only just gotten here.”

The smile on Taehyung’s face turned softer, sadder. “I know, baby. Me too.”

Neither of them said it out loud, but the underlying meaning in Jungkook’s words was there. Here, they didn’t have to hide. Here, they didn’t have to watch what they did and said constantly so no one would know they were romantically involved. Even if just for a while, Taehyung and Jungkook could get away from those responsibilities and be themselves.

They fell into a comfortable silence as Taehyung curled into the maknae’s side, a fluffy blanket draped over the two of them.

Once nighttime fell upon them, Taehyung stoked the fire and added some firewood while Jungkook cooked them up some dinner in the kitchen. The two of them continued the drama they were watching as they munched on their tasty meal, and then they cuddled up together once more.

Finding time alone was difficult with their careers and living situations, and as much as Taehyung wanted to use this time to their advantage, they were too tired to do anything tonight. They’d performed at the KBS Song Festival just the day before, and the preparation in the days before that meant that they were exhausted and in need of a full night of sleep.

That didn’t mean that the two of them didn’t share many kisses throughout the evening though. Jungkook would shyly peck his hyung on the lips every once in a while, while Taehyung was much more forward, but that was how it had always been between them. Taehyung hugged the maknae any chance he had to do so and pressed kisses wherever he saw fit - Jungkook’s face, neck, arms, hair, it didn’t matter.

When they finally turned off the television and lights for the night and curled up together under the covers of the queen-sized bed, their kisses became a little more heated.

It started as a simple peck, but Jungkook just couldn’t seem to bring himself to pull away. Taehyung certainly wasn’t complaining and eagerly accepted the younger’s tongue into his mouth when it prodded against his bottom lip.

Taehyung let out a sigh of content and held tighter to the younger’s dark locks. He allowed the heat to simmer in the pit of his stomach as Jungkook pulled him flush against him by the waist.

“Mm, baby,” Taehyung mumbled half-heartedly against the other’s lips, “We should stop before things get out of control.”

Jungkook didn’t look like he particularly agreed, but he listened and placed a final kiss to his hyung’s lips before pulling away and leaning their foreheads together.

Taehyung moved his hand from the nape of the maknae’s neck to the side of his face where he let his thumb caress Jungkook’s cheek softly. The younger couldn’t help but lean into the tender touch.

“Tomorrow,” Jungkook muttered, his eyes half-closing from the comfort of the older’s touch. “Tomorrow, I’m going to love you so hard, hyung.”

Taehyung couldn’t help but smile a little at the cute words. Even after all these years, Jungkook still didn’t like saying crude things or even using the word “sex”. It was endlessly adorable, though, so Taehyung didn’t mind in the slightest. The maknae was so pure in that way, even if he was certainly no longer a virgin.

“I’ll hold you to that, bun,” Taehyung replied softly, unable to stop himself from kissing the younger’s lips one more time before settling his head back on his pillow. They were facing each other and pressed closely, Jungkook’s arm tossed over his hyung’s waist. “I love you.”

“Love you too, hyung. Always.”

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The next morning they stuffed their faces with a hearty breakfast before heading out to the slopes. They were lucky enough to catch the first chairlift ride of the day and talked about what run they wanted to go on first as they were carried up the mountain.

Both of them had tried skiing in the past and found they preferred snowboarding so they had rented the right equipment. Once they hopped off the lift and settled on a run that was a bit longer for their first, the two of them were off.

The freedom of cruising across the snow at a consistent speed was exhilarating and they laughed unabashedly at the feeling. Their laughing turned to straight-up cackling when Taehyung came to a momentary stop and tipped over backward, his arms flailing funnily in the air before he fell on his ass.

Jungkook tried to show off to his hyung a few times by doing complicated turns until Taehyung made him stop in fear of injuring himself. “I know how talented you are at so many things - snowboarding included. You don’t need to risk your hurting yourself at my expense,” he’d said, and though Jungkook couldn’t see the older’s eyes behind his mask and goggles, he could hear the tenderness and emotion in his deep voice.

The two of them completed four total runs before they took a break for lunch. Unfortunately, they couldn’t go to any restaurants for fear of being seen so they instead went back to their cabin. They didn’t mind too much, though, if it meant they didn’t need to hide.

After defrosting their fingers and toes by the fireplace and making sure their stomachs were full, they headed back to the slopes once more. They only did three more runs before the sun disappeared behind the mountains and an orange and pink sunset took over the sky.

Taehyung and Jungkook trudged through the snow back to their cabin, breathing heavily through their face masks. They wished to take them off so they could take some deep breaths but didn’t want to risk showing any part of their faces. Even their goggles had been replaced with sunglasses to hide their eyes.

While the older was definitely beginning to feel the soreness of his muscles already, the maknae looked like he could keep snowboarding forever. Jungkook’s stamina was insane, and Taehyung would always be shocked by it.

“How are you not tired?”

Jungkook looked at him and Taehyung could see his cheeks lifting in a smile behind his mask. He knew it was that favorite smile of this, the one that made him look like a bunny. “I don’t know, hyung, maybe you’re just old.”

“Yah!” Taehyung smacked the maknae on the arm, but the hit was weak as his arms were beginning to feel even sorer as the minutes went on.

“Don’t worry, hyung, I’ll take care of you,” the younger replied.

“When I’m actually old?”

“And now,” Jungkook said, his voice getting audibly shyer. “I’ll always take care of you.”

And he kept to his word.

When they finally arrived back at the cabin, Jungkook helped Taehyung take off the heavy winter clothing and assisted him to lay on the couch. The older let his body rest while the still energized maknae headed off to make dinner again.

Their dinner was followed by Taehyung suggesting a bath. They filled up the giant tub in the bathroom with steaming water and a touch of bubble bath. Jungkook sat behind the older, his chest flush with Taehyung’s back.

The maknae started massaging Taehyung’s sore arms, causing him to let out a groan of relief. Jungkook worked his way down his hyung’s body with his hands, making sure to caress every bit of skin he could like he was mapping out the other’s every curve.

Then, in a brave step for him, Jungkook pressed his lips to Taehyung’s shoulder and began sucking a love bite into the skin. Taehyung titled his head to bare his neck more to his boyfriend, his own hands tracing over the veins in the maknae’s forearms as fingers dug into his thighs.

Gulping against his suddenly dry throat, Taehyung moaned out, “Want to fuck me tonight, baby?”

Jungkook let out a sound somewhere between a moan and whine and replied, “Wanna show you how much I love you, hyung.”

As if to further make his point, Jungkook rolled his hips up against the older’s ass, making sure he could feel the hardness of his cock.

Taehyung couldn’t help the gasp he let out at the feel of it or the wave of arousal that went through his body as a result. “Wanna go to bed?” he questioned, his voice breathy and low.

“No,” Jungkook shook his head before resuming pressing kisses all over his hyung’s neck. “Want you right here.”

Taehyung let out a huff of a chuckle, “Well, it’ll make for easy cleanup, I guess.”

Jungkook’s hands were massaging over his narrow hips and lightly muscled thighs as if he couldn’t get enough. “Hyung,” he whined, “Tell me I can. Tell me I can make love to you right here.”

As if Taehyung could ever say no to the maknae. “Yes, baby. Show me how much you love me.”

Jungkook had always been the kind of person to make a competition out of everything, or at least, he became beyond determined to succeed no matter the task given to him. It was no different when it came to sex and Taehyung had to admit that the younger’s relentless drive to do well was a huge turn on.

So, at the older’s words, Jungkook’s grip on his hyung’s hips tightened before one hand slid around to his front and took hold of his cock. He began tugging at the girth and reveling in the exquisite sounds leaving Taehyung’s mouth at the pleasurable touch.

Taehyung’s own hand reached behind him and buried itself into the maknae’s slightly curly hair at the nape of his neck. He pulled perhaps a bit too hard, but judging by the moan of contentment Jungkook let out, he didn’t seem to mind.

After a few minutes of working Taehyung up with a hand on his dick, Jungkook let go and reached over the edge of the tub to grab at something he had set on the floor earlier. He came back up with a bottle of lube in his hand and wasted no time in pouring some on his fingers.

The first touch of Jungkook’s slender fingers against his entrance made Taehyung moan unabashedly. He’d always been eagerly vocal, especially after Jungkook had told him once that it made him feel more confident in his actions.

The pointer finger slipped in first, and there wasn’t much resistance since Taehyung had taken to fucking himself on his own fingers quite often when he couldn’t be with the younger over the last few months.

Jungkook slipped the middle finger in alongside the first quickly and felt his hyung’s walls hugging the digits. “So tight, hyung,” he commented, his own breathing becoming uneven now.

“Add another, bun,” Taehyung ordered softly as he opened his thighs wider, “I can’t wait for you much longer.”

The maknae groaned at the admission and obliged, slipping three fingers into the older’s tight hole. He started to pump them in and out rhythmically, searching for that one spot inside Taehyung that he knew would make him see stars.

“Oh, Kook!” Taehyung gasped as the maknae pressed the tips of his fingers directly over his prostate. “Right there, baby! Right there!” With one hand still in Jungkook’s hair and the other on the younger’s muscly forearm, his grip tightened.

Jungkook moaned out loudly, his hyung’s pleasure adding immensely to his own. “C-Can I? Can I...”

“Yes,” Taehyung finished for him, “Fuck me, baby. Fuck me hard like I know you can.”

The maknae removed his fingers and not a second later was aligning his rock hard cock between Taehyung’s ass cheeks. The head caught on the older’s rim before Jungkook kicked his hips forward and buried himself to the hilt inside of his hyung.

“God, fuck!” Taehyung shouted, the feeling of being filled by his lover’s dick after months both relieving and overwhelming.

“Missed you like this, Tae,” Jungkook grunted, “Missed feeling you around me.”

“Missed your fucking cock inside me so much, Kook,” Taehyung replied, his words becoming dirtier and dirtier as they tended to do when he was aroused. “Wish you could stay here forever.”

Jungkook pulled back, allowing his dick to slide out most of the way before thrusting his hips up once more. Taehyung’s body jolted with the rough movement, the water around them beginning to turn to waves.

The younger man adjusted his grip on his hyung’s hips, no doubt leaving some bruises that would be seen the following days. Jungkook held him tightly, easily, and guided Taehyung’s movements to match his own.

“Fuck!” Taehyung all but screamed as the maknae rammed right into his prostate. “There, Kook. There!”

And Jungkook had no trouble delivering his hyung’s commands. He set a steady pace, his muscles tightening as he worked to move both of their weights together. His thrusts were fast and hard, and of fucking course the Golden Maknae was able to hit his sensitive bundle of nerves every single time without fault.

Taehyung’s grip on the maknae’s hair was probably painful, but Jungkook still didn’t say anything about it and the older was too far out of his mind to really notice it himself.

“It’s...hyung...” Jungkook was panting harshly, sweat forming at his hairline. “‘M gonna...gonna cum...”

The older man tossed his head back against Jungkook’s shoulder, lips parted as he tried to get in some oxygen in between his pleasured moans. “Not yet,” he managed out.

Jungkook’s pace stuttered a bit in confusion, “What?”

“Not yet, Jungkook,” Taehyung repeated, this time more firmly than the last.

“Hyung!”

“You can do it, baby. I know you can.”

Taehyung pushed his hips back forcefully, drawing a whine out of the younger man as his dick was buried inside his hyung even further than before.

But as stated before, Jungkook was never one to back down from a challenge. He felt like he was going to burst with how close he was to that familiar euphoria but held himself back by what seemed like a flimsy thread.

Their movements became violent enough to send the waves higher up the walls of the tub and splash over the edges.

Somewhere far in the back of Taehyung’s mind, he was thankful that their rented cabin was a good distance away from anyone else. They weren’t exactly keeping things quiet, but why should they when they had finally been given the chance?

Taehyung came first, a high-pitched moan leaving his throat as all the muscles in his body coiled with his orgasm. He didn’t revel in his high, however, not when he knew he had a maknae on the brink of his own orgasm right behind him.

“You can cum now, baby,” Taehyung crooned in his familiar, deep baritone. His hand released the younger’s hair from its tight hold and instead moved to softly pet the dark locks. “You were so good to me. Made me feel so good, Kook.”

Jungkook buried his face in his hyung’s neck to muffle his moans as he finally came too.

Taehyung murmured softly to the younger as he felt his warm cum inside of him. He belatedly realized that the water surrounding them was cooling rapidly and reached over to drain a bit from the tub. Then he turned the tap and allowed some fresh, hot water to warm them up again.

“Hyung?”

The older snapped his head towards Jungkook and automatically reached out to caress the side of his face. “Yeah, bun?”

Jungkook was looking at him with slightly hazy eyes, a content smile on his face. “C-Can I have a kiss?”

Taehyung nearly melted at the sweet request but instead nodded and complied, pressing his lips softly against the younger’s. They moved slowly, in no rush, just expressing the love they felt for each other through the motions of their mouths.

“Let’s get cleaned up and head back to bed, yeah?” Taehyung suggested gently.

A few minutes later the two of them were clinging to each other under the blankets, the older’s head resting on the maknae’s shoulder and an arm thrown over his waist. He fell asleep to the sound of Jungkook’s steady, comforting heartbeat resonating in his ears.

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Jungkook dressed up in his black winter jacket and snow boots, finishing off his outfit with the scarf and gloves Taehyung had gotten him for Christmas. The scarf was made of some high end, super expensive fabric in a checkered pattern of light blue colors. “Soft and baby blue for my soft baby boy,” Taehyung had said when he’d opened it a few days earlier.

Taehyung was dressed to the nines (as he always was) in a long, midnight blue coat that pulled in at his waist and accentuated his long legs. His feet were adorned with maroon colored boots, a matching scarf around his neck.

“You always make me feel like I’m wearing rags when you wear things like this,” Jungkook complained, a cute pout on his lips that contrasted the awed look in his eyes as he looked at his hyung.

Taehyung chuckled and moved to adjust the younger’s scarf. “That’s why I got you this scarf, silly. So you can fit right in standing next to me,” he teased with a smirk.

“Shut up.”

The older only laughed harder. Once he calmed down, he reached out to grab Jungkook’s gloved hand in his own. “Come on, I want to go see the sunrise!”

Both of them pulled on large black beanies and dark face masks. These were meant to disguise their appearance, but Jungkook and Taehyung both knew their outfits would give them away to any fan. Management didn’t need to know that though.

Hopefully getting up at six o’clock in the morning to go for a hike meant that it was too early for many people to be up yet.

Though it was bitterly cold outside, they could both see that the skies were clear from the first bit of light peeking over the hill opposite to their rented cabin. That had been another reason they’d rented this cabin; it was only a few feet away from a great hiking trail that Seokjin had said had one of the best, pretty unknown views of the sunrise in the morning at the top. It was like a hidden treasure of sorts.

Jungkook and Taehyung gripped each other’s hands and spoke softly to each other as they made their way up the path. It was still too dark to enjoy the nature around them, so they filled their time with talking about anything and everything that came to their minds.

It was about fifteen minutes later that they reached the lookout point. It had gotten brighter in just a few minutes, the sky an orangy-pink color that accented the white of the snow nicely. A coat of fluffy white covered every part of the little village they overlooked, sparkling in the first rays of the morning sunlight.

The two of them both pulled out their cameras from their camera bags and snapped some pictures of the stunning scene before them.

Taehyung checked around them to confirm there was no one else around before pulling off his beanie and face mask, gesturing to the younger to do the same.

Jungkook followed, of course, though his eyes were wide and darting around like a frightened bunny as he did so.

“Take some pictures of me!” Taehyung urged, fixing the mess of his hair his beanie had made and going over to stand next to a tree.

Jungkook grinned and lifted his camera so he could look in the viewfinder. He always locked onto the perfect picture so easily when Taehyung was around, but maybe he was just biased. He snapped a few pictures where the sunlight hit Taehyung’s profile and lit up his adorable smile.

The older pulled Jungkook into his side and took probably too many shots of the two of them together, but he would take any excuse to be close to his boyfriend.

Taehyung eventually did insist on taking some pictures of Jungkook alone, despite the younger’s timid denial.

Jungkook looked ethereal in the photos the older took of him. All gentle, shy smiles and a bit of blush painting his cheeks.

As the older slowly lowered the camera and glanced around once more, the younger furrowed his brows in confusion.

Taehyung turned back to him and placed his hands on the younger’s cheeks. Then he quickly guided Jungkook into a tender kiss.

The maknae startled at first, not expecting it, but he kissed his hyung back easily as his own hands slipped to hold Taehyung’s waist.

“One day,” the older said when they finally pulled away for air and leaned their foreheads against each other, “One day, we won’t have to hide anymore, Jungkook. I promise.”

The maknae squeezed at his hips in response, a silent motion of understanding. “I love you to the other end of the universe and back, hyung.”

The corner’s of Taehyung’s lips quirked up at the words before he moved to press a gentle kiss to Jungkook’s forehead. “I love you to the other end of the universe and back too, baby.”

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A/N: So this kind of just wrote itself. I hope it’s alright. Please let me know what you thought <3

Also, about the Namjoon X BTS request I’m working on, it will be up on Thursday. Thank you so much to the requester for the patience and I hope that it will be worth the wait when you read it!

[wroteasongabouther]

For The Kids - A Harry Styles Imagine

PAIRING: Harry/Y/N

RATING: PG

WORD COUNT: 6k

A/N: first off i did write this in a bit of a different format so sorry if things seem weird or a little off, idk if i will always wirte ‘one shots’ like this but yeah... this was requested by an anon and i got this little idea :) hope you like it!

“I would’ve had I know where the father of my fucking kids was!”

“I was on a fucking plane here!” Harry yells back at her.

That’s when the cries of little Brinley echo throughout the house. She snap back into reality, stepping away from how close she had gotten to Harry and blink back the few tears that were threatening to spill over. Harry meets her gaze and scowls.

“I’ll get her,” he says but she’s quick to put her arm out and stop him.

“No, I will,” she mutters, “you haven’t been around the past while. You don’t know what she needs to calm down these days,”

or

The one when a divorce can’t get in the way of a Happy Christmas for the kids.

⏤

“Look guys, look how pretty it is here,” Y/N says, pulling up the car to the large cabin that Harry had rented for the family this Christmas. 

When he mentioned Aspen here in America, she was a little surprised he didn’t want to drag the kids on a long flight to spend the holidays with his family after she was done with her own family on the East Coast. After the divorce last Summer, she was completely ready to split up the time with their kids for things like birthdays and Christmas - in this case the youngest baby’s birthday was on Christmas. But Harry had a different idea, and she wasn’t opposed to it, she could suck it all up and act like a family for the kids.  

Being the worried parent she always was, she had called ahead about an hour or two ago to let the company know she and the kids were close to arriving. Harry had said he’d be there at the same time. But as she pulls up, she only notice a company car in the driveway. After putting the car in park and cutting the engine, she get out of the car at the same time her wild 6-year-old son pushes open his own door - hitting you while doing so. 

“Sorry mommy,” he says while stepping out of the car. She reachs out for his arm while he nearly takes a slip on the wet snow. 

“Just, be careful please, Jamie,” she says to her little boy, he nods and his mess of brown curls wiggle as he does so. The sight of his hair makes her smile a little, suppose he rubbed his head around in his car seat during his nap on the way here. “I’m going to grab your sister from the other door, hold my hand and please don’t run around,” she tells him, earning a short nod back. 

Her first born, little James Robin Styles, was growing into his own these days. No longer was he holding onto his mommy’s leg while going to the store, now he was proudly getting his own ‘shopper in training’ cart and running away from her whenever he could. The amount of time-outs and yelling she’s had to do these past five months since the divorce makes her heart hurt a little. He’s acting out, knowing that his daddy isn’t around now because that’s his choice not because of another tour or promo for a movie. She shakes her head at the thoughts, sadness falling over her, and reach into the car to unbuckle her sweet baby daughter. 

Well, Brinley Anne Styles, was turning one this Christmas but she would always be her baby. Brin’s face scrunches up as Y/N gently scoop her up from her carseat. She makes a whimpering protest as the cold hits her face, causing Y/N to grab her blanket and wrap her up in your arms. Then she shuts the car door and hope the front door is open before Y/N’s babies freeze out here. They’re both just so used to Sunny California.

“Welcome, Mrs Styles!” the head of the luxury cabin rental company grins ear to ear as Y/N walk through the large front door. She decides to not correct him, it was something she’s been dealing with for months now and was tired of it truthfully. 

“Hello,” she smiles at the man. “Oof,” she mutters as Jamie pulls at her arm while talking a million miles an hour about all the cool stuff around the house. 

“Pretty exciting, hey kiddo?” The man smiles, watching Jamie jump around onto the leather couch - which causes Y/N to want to shout at him but she refrains while in front of the owner.  “Mr Styles is arriving later?” he asks, looking back at Y/N now. 

“Uh, yeah, he is,” she replies, although she’s completely unaware of his whereabouts. It’s been that way for eight months now. 

The owner goes on about the few things she needed to know about the place. Showing her how to work the crazy build-in touch screen system that worked the lights, speakers, and heating for the whole house. Brinley starts to fuss in her arms while he’s going through it all, so she puts her down and watch as Brin struggles but walks slowly to where her brother is playing with the TV remotes. Which causes Y/N to walk away from the owner and take the remotes away quickly. 

“Sorry,” she says. 

“No, it’s fine, I should go now anyways. You guys enjoy your stay and I’m always just a phone call away if you have any questions,” he says before letting himself out of the house. 

There’s no time to take in the place before the kids are both whining about being hungry. Brinley starts to cry, Jamie yelling about his stomach hurting as the drama queen he’s always been. And all Y/N can do is step up and be the mother she’s grown into being. If someone was to tell her 8 years ago that she’d have two beautiful kids and be practically raising them on her own now, she’d never believe them. Y/N never saw herself as a mother, she thought maybe one day in her thirties maybe have one kid and struggle at being a mom - but then she met Harry and all of that changed. 

Jamie was an accident, two years into a relationship and Y/N had a small bump growing fast. She worried so much but Harry was always there to tell her how amazing she was going to be and how he couldn’t wait to have a family with her. Fast forward 6 years and it all fell apart. All good things coming to an end and all that crap, right? 

“Jamie, please, sweetie just one picture for mommy,” she says to him as he starts to run away from where his sister sat outside on the bench in the backyard. After eating a brunch, Y/N changed them both into some warmer clothes, snow pants and jackets that were purchased by their dad only months ago when the trip was planned, and now you were all outside. 

“I want to go,” Jamie whines while pulling away from your hold. 

“Fine,” she sighs and lets him go. He starts screeching while running through the snow filled backyard. Watching him go, she smiles at how happy be seems. Suppose an action shot of her little boy would have to do. 

After some fun outside, Y/N’s little ones are tired right out. Jamie passes out on the couch, hand still in a bowl of cereal she had given him, while Brinley was a little more fussy to fall asleep. So she sets up a bed of pillows and fluffy blankets on the floor by the fireplace and her little green eyes fluttered close soon enough. Y/N stands in the middle of the open concept ‘living room/dining room/kitchen/foyer’ and look around for the first time. The place really is incredible. She just hoped her ex husband decided to show up soon to enjoy the holidays with his kids. 

With the kids asleep Y/N utilizes the time to make up some dinner. Deciding some steamed veggies, rice and chicken were quick and easy enough for the first night on vacation. Just as she’s plating it up, Jamie wakes and of course he manages to step on his sister - which turns everything into an all out crying and yelling fit. 

It’s not till after forcing the two to eat and getting them ready for bed, tucked all in and having night lights all around for Brinley that Y/N finally get to relax a little. What a long, tiring day, she thinks while walking over to the wine cellar and grabbing the first bottle of red you see. After pouring herself a glass, she pulls out her phone and tries calling Harry again - it goes straight to voicemail, so she dials her sister instead. 

“Hey! How’s Aspen?” She asks. 

“Not so great, but there is a wine cellar thank god,” she grunts while bringing the glass to her lips. 

“What’s wrong? Jamie still acting up?” 

“Yeah,” she sighs and shut her eyes, leaning back into the couch. “He’s just been all over the place, and I get he’s excited, but then he stepped on Brin and then neither of them wanted to eat dinner and then they were both scared to sleep somewhere new but over an hour later and I’m finally sitting in silence,” 

“Wait, where’s Harry?” 

“Beats me,” she mumbles, having another sip of wine. 

“Aw, Y/N,” 

“He said he’d be here this morning, I don’t know, maybe he got his flights mixed up,” 

“Yeah, he’ll come eventually,” her sister says, trying to make Y/N feel better. It’s what she’s best at. Even though she was Y/N’s younger sister, she always had her back through these past 6 years. From babysitting Jamie in his younger days so Y/N and Harry could go on dates, to being in the delivery room for Brin’s birth when Harry couldn’t make it. And through the divorce too, she was just the best through it all. 

“He hasn’t answered his phone all day,” Y/N mentions in a low voice, eyes zoned out on her glass of wine. 

“Well, last I heard he was in Asia for some movie thing,” her sister says, “he’s probably just on a flight,” 

“He could’ve called or texted or something,” she state bitterly. 

“Yeah, you’re right he should have,” she sighs on the other end. “Well, tell me about the gifts you got the kids again,” she urges Y/N, changing the subject to something she knew her older sister was excited about. It would be Brin’s first real Christmas and her first birthday so this year was very special. Suppose that’s another reason Harry wanted this family vacation instead of splitting up time - knowing very well Y/N would get her exact birthday and he’d deal with whatever day he got. Custody in favour of a young mom, who earned less money and had a less busy work schedule, was exactly how the situation worked out. 

The call with Y/N’s sister comes to an end and she finishes half a bottle of wine while watching whatever crap TV was on. She didn’t have the energy to look through the channels or to even get onto Netflix to continue whatever she was currently binge watching. She just sat there, overthinking too much and drinking wine while doing so. 

Suddenly the front door opens, sounds of a large suitcase rolling in follows too. Y/N don’t care to look his way, instead she sits there and finish her glass of wine. Harry’s boots hit the wooden flooring as he making his way into the house. 

“Oh, hey,” Harry’s voice carries through the room as he notices his ex wife. 

“Hi,” she says back, her voice monotone now. 

“The kids asleep?” he asks, leaving his suitcase to walk towards her. 

“Well it is like eleven at night, so I sure hope they’re asleep,” 

“Right,” Harry nods. “They like the place?” Harry asks, Y/N notices in the corner of her eye she can see him go a full spin to take in the house you’re staying at. 

“Sure did,” she answers. “Where have you been?” She asks, looking to where he stands just a few feet away now. He looks good, as if she expects anything else. His hair’s short again, having to be cut for his movie role she assumes, while he has puffy bags under his lovely green eyes. He’s wearing a Gucci sweater, space themed - an older one Y/N once stole on several occasions when they were still together - and some black joggers too. She hasn’t seen him is nearly a month now, he’s been busy with work, suppose she missed him a little bit.

“My flight got delayed,” he answers. 

“And you couldn’t answer a call because?” 

“Why are you being so bitchy to me? I just got here, Y/N, can’t you hold back for a few more minutes, let me settle in maybe?” He huffs while throwing back his Gucci duffle bag on the couch. She rolls her eyes at him. 

“Oh excuse me for being a little upset with you, Harry,” she says, voice slightly raised now.

“And here I thought this holiday could be civil between us,” he scoffs, his own eyes rolling too.

“And here I thought I could trust you again, and you go on to prove yet again that I freaking can’t,” she counters back. Wine makes Y/N loosen up a little bit, making her a bit more brave and letting that mouth of hers run sometimes too. Harry knew it as well, so when his eyes find the bottle and empty glass on the coffee table he just snorts.

“How much of that wine have you had? Cause you’re not making any bloody sense right now,” he says.

“Oh now you’re going to go on to call me a fucking drunk, that’s sweet coming from you,” she fumes back at him.

Y/N is being a proper bitch, she knows she is. But it’s times like this when she can’t help but fight back. Hers and Harrys divorce didn’t just happen for no good reason. There were issues, ones Y/N’s tipsy brain didn’t care while bringing them back up again. Trust, liquor, running away with answering his phone - those were just a few things that brought her to get ahold of her lawyer (who’s also Y/N’s father) and serve Harry with divorce papers while he was away on tour. A tour he barely invited her and the kids on, a tour that consisted on him drinking whisky on stage and blaming his piss poor behaviour on the fact his fans have grown up with his as well. Everything had changed, so she left him. 

“Jesus Christ, Y/N, go to fucking bed,” Harry says.

“I would’ve had I know where the father of my fucking kids was!” 

“I was on a fucking plane here!” Harry yells back at her. 

That’s when the cries of little Brinley echo throughout the house. She snaps back into reality, stepping away from how close she had gotten to Harry and blink back the few tears that were threatening to spill over. Harry meets her gaze and scowls. 

“I’ll get her,” he says but she’s quick to put out her arm and stop him. 

“No, I will,” she mutters, “you haven’t been around the past while. You don’t know what she needs to calm down these days,” 

Brinley was tucked away in the same queen bed Y/N would be cuddled in with her. She still slept with her mom every night, despite her grandparents buying her a big girl bed just last month. As she walk into the bedroom, she flips on the lamp beside the bed and sees her little girl sitting up on her knees with wet red cheeks and hands grabbing out for her mommy. 

“Shh, it’s okay baby, mommy’s got you,” she coos to Brinley while grabbing ahold of her little body, cradling her close to her chest while finding her blanket that had been tucked under the pillow. She grips onto the soft material and cried into Y/N’s chest. While rocking her little body, she paces the room slowly, trying to get her back to sleep. Next step was to hum once of her favourite songs. 

“Sweet creature, sweet creature, wherever I go, you bring me home,” Y/N sings his lyrics softly, looking down at Brin’s fluttering eyes before continuing. 

Brinley falls asleep in her arms only moments later, but she keeps holding her, staring down at her soft perfect skin and dark long lashes. She’s beautiful, a future heartbreaker that’s for sure. Just like her daddy. Y/N presses a kiss to her forehead before bending down to set her on the bed, bringing a blanket over her little body. 

“Still falls asleep to my songs, huh?” Harry’s voice startles Y/N, causing her head to snap to where he stands by the door. 

“Yeah, she does,” she whispers. 

Harry steps forward to the bed, taking in his little baby girl. He hasn’t been around as much as he was for the first year of Jamie’s life. Harry’s been working, Y/N understood that, but with Jamie he took nearly two years off before getting back to his fast paced life. This year with the divorce and his tour ending and his new movie, he’s only seen the kids about once a month. So Y/N lets him reach down and kiss Brin before turning away to pull open a drawer and find her sleeping attire. 

“M’sorry for not getting here this morning,” Harry says softly as he stands straight up again. 

“It’s fine,” she mutters back, putting down her clothes on the bed. 

“It’s not, this is suppose to be for the kids and I messed it up already,” he says. She meets his gaze and leans into the bed while thinking of how to respond. Because he was entirely right. This wasn’t time for you two to fight, it was supposed to be happy for Christmas for the kids. 

She feels her head spin from the wine she drank. Which causes her to take a seat on the bed, carefully to not wake Brinley. Harry watches her intently, making sure she doesn’t fall over. Y/N gets this weird flashback, back in thier early years of being together when she’d have a bit too much to drink and he’d take care of her - cuddling her till she fell asleep. 

“Speaking of,” Harry begins, chuckling a little, “Jamie needs a bit of a haircut, yeah?” 

“Yeah,” she agrees, chuckling as well. “He just doesn’t, um, listening very much so I kinda feared bringing him in and him moving around while someone tries to cut off his beautiful curls,” 

“His dad doesn’t like his hair cut either,” Harry mentions. 

“But you got it cut again,” she states, “for a movie?” 

“Yeah,” Harry nods. She yawns then, moving a hand back to envelope Brin’s as she fights back sleep to keep talking to Harry. “I’ll let you get some sleep,” Harry yawns suddenly too, “suppose my jet lag is going to catch up sooner than later,” 

“Asia? That’ll be hard,” she exclaims. 

“I’ll get through it, always have,” he shrugs. Then he lets his hand fall down to brush her arm before he gives her a small smile, “sleep well, love,” 

She don’t respond, just sitting there staring down at her hand in Brin’s and thinking of the days she’d be sharing a bed with Harry and not staying across the hallway. Y/N sighs and stands up to get changed before flipping off the lamp and getting into bed. Hopefully tomorrow was better than today. 

⏤

Y/N woke up in a panic the next morning.

Waking to the sound of something banging. She doesn’t recall the last morning she hadn’t been woken up by Brin’s grabbing hands or Jamie shouting and crying. But she had a bloody heart attack when neither of those things happened. All of a sudden she hears Brinley screeching of excitement and Jamie laughing, the sounds bring a smile to her lips. Rolling over in bed once more, stretching out her limbs, Y/N takes another few moments to herself before getting ready to join them downstairs. 

Harry hadn’t been able to sleep from the jet lag and time changes so he woke up earlier than anyone else. Jamie was up only moments after him, hearing his feet padding across the floor into the bathroom, Harry looks out his door to see his son reach up on his tippy toes and turn on the bathroom light before closing the door. That’s when Harry decides to wake up Brinley now too, walking across the hallway to open Y/N’s door as quietly as he can. Only with his movements, his daughter sits up in bed and rubs her eyes tiredly before seeing her daddy standing there. 

As carefully as he can, not trying to wake his ex wife at all, he walks around the bed and lifts Brin into his arms. Kissing her a many times as he possibly can while whispering to her, “daddy missed you so much, you’re so big now huh Brinny Bunny?” 

Once they get downstairs, Harry messes with the touch screen and manages to turn on the lights and open the curtains of the floor to ceiling windows that rounded the back of the house, looking out to a beautiful view of the mountains. He then finds a way to the music system, of course, asking Jamie what he wanted to listen to as he jumps on the couch - already a ball of energy since he first saw his dad upon getting out of the bathroom. 

Harry’s got eggs in one pan and bacon in another, potato hash in the oven on low since he finished it first. Jamie decided he wants to help with toast, while Brinley started to cry anytime Harry tried to put her down. That’s till she sees her mommy walking down the large staircase. Y/N’s wearing a lavender cable knit sweater that’s rolled up a few times at her wrists with a pair of black skin tight leggings, wool socks upon her feet too while her hair’s wavy while let down. As he watches her walk towards him, arms out for Brin, he realizes the sweater was once his - way back years and years ago. 

“Whatcha making?” she asks, then she turns to little Brin and tickles her before speaking in a baby voice, “huh? What are you and daddy making for breakfast?” 

“M’making toast!” Jamie cheers from behind her, causing Y/N to turn around and give him a smile as he tries to butter a piece of toast - not entirely too well of course. 

“Way to go, buddy,” she smiles and walk over to give him a high five. 

Y/N tries her best to help out Harry with breakfast before all four of them take a seat at the dinner table and enjoy the lovely meal. Jamie ate up everything and even suggested himself to go get changed for the day before either Y/N or Harry could tell him to. The day would be full of family activities, starting with some things up on the mountain. Harry helped Jamie every step of the way, and Jamie stayed glued to his dad’s hip the whole time too. While Y/N would happily stay back and hold Brinley while Harry explained to Jamie how to hold onto the tubes properly. 

After time at the mountain, Harry buys everyone a hot chocolate and then it’s time to head back to the cabin. Here Y/N is thinking that the day’s going to go by completely fine, greta even, but she’s sadly mistaken. She’s helping Brinley put one last candy on her gingerbread house when Jamie turns to Harry with his hand in a fist. 

“Knuckles,” Jamie grins, holding his fist out for Harry to pound his into. 

Harry furrows his brows but does it, “when did this become a thing?” he asks. 

“Mommy’s new friend showed me, he says it’s cooler than a high five,” Jamie explains innocently, but little does the little boy know that he just started another fight between his parents. 

Harry turns to Y/N with his brows wound tight, eyes narrowed at the thought of her seeing someone new. And not only that, but bringing whatever asshat around his kids too. He doesn’t smile for the photo Y/N wants of him and the kids with their gingerbread houses, and he doesn’t say a word to her while they put the kids to bed. It’s not till they have wrapping paper and the large amount of presents around the living room that Harry decides to start the fight. 

“Who’s the new guy then?” Harry asks. 

Y/N sighs, ripping off a piece of tape and securing it to the wrapping paper on the new Baby Alive you had bought for Brin. “He’s just a friend,” she mumbles while picking up the pen and turning the over the Christmas themed tag to write ‘To Brinley From Santa’. 

“What’s the guys name?” he questions, not willing to give up easily of course. 

“Harry, it’s not like that,” she says, already growing tired of this conversation. 

“I just want to know what kind of guy you’re bringing around my damn kids, Y/N,” Harry says, his voice turned sharp with each word. Y/N tosses the pen to the ground and stand to bring the present over to the tree. 

“His name is Brandon, he’s been working with my dad at the firm for almost 10 years, started out an intern or whatever. You might have even met him before, at one of my dad’s work things,” she explains, “if you even fucking went to any, can’t remember if you did now,” she adds with a bitter voice. 

“Oh great, make me the fucking bad guy again, huh?” 

“Would you fucking relax!” She shouts at him. 

“No, cause you’re seeing some bloody bloke and bringing him around my fucking kids without my permission!” Harry matches her tone, anger boiling through his veins now. 

“I don’t need your permission anymore!” 

“They’re still my kids!”

“Then act like it!”

Harry doesn’t have a comeback. She had silenced him, lips formed a tight line and eyes narrowed while she lets out a deep breath and continues to wrap her babies gifts. Fighting with Harry wasn’t what this trip was about, even if it just kept happening, Christmas morning was mere hours away and these presents needed to be wrapped. Y/N knew how hard this was going to be when she agreed to this. But she just wanted the kids to have fun and feel loved, even though they came from broken home where their mom struggled daily and their dad was never really around. 

Y/N picks up another doll set, laying it out on the wrapping paper before cutting it to the right size and tapping it up. Harry just sat there, lip between his fingers as he watches her. He knew he wasn’t around much this year. But this year has been the worst year of his life. His wife left him, got custody of the kids, and his drinking problem only got worse. He wanted this trip to make things even a little bit better. He missed this, minus the fighting, he just missed his family. 

Then to hear that only five months later and Y/N was moving along fine without him. Finding some law firm fool to fill whatever void she had made when she left Harry, it hurts a lot more than he expected it would. He still loved her, so bloody much, and he always would. He got jealous, started a fight yet again, and now watched as tears well up in her eyes. 

“I don’t know how to do this,” Harry mutters, bringing both hands to his face. 

“Neither do I, H,” she says, putting down the things in her hands and watching her ex husband who’s sitting on the couch. “But I’m trying,” she adds. 

“I don’t even know how to do that, Y/N,” he says softly into his hands. 

Y/N’s chest aches at the sight of Harry so upset. Through these months apart, she hasn’t really been able to sit and talk with Harry. He’s always been gone, doing something else for his career while she stayed in LA and raised the kids. Without really thinking of what she was doing, she crawls over and places herself between his legs, one arm on his knee while she tilts her head to try and meet his gaze. When he lifts his hands and looks down at her, she sees the glassy look of his green eyes. 

“All you have to do was ask, Harry,” she says softly, “if you want to come and spend a weekend with them, just ask, if you have free time during a day and want to come have tea with Brin then do that. Don’t go hiding away, don’t ignore them, please,” she has silent tears falling down her face now. He looks down at her red eyes, wanting to brush away the tears that fall for him. But he can’t, she left him.

“I miss you,” Harry says. 

Her bottom lip quivers while chills run through her body. Suddenly being so close to Harry doesn’t seem like a good idea. Y/N lets her head drop, breaking the heart aching gaze, and letting her hair fall into her face. She should move, stand up and get back to the presents, but then his hand brushes away her hair and cups her cheek, lifting her face up to meet his eyes once more. 

“I miss you, Y/N,” Harry repeats himself, eyes still glassy with tears that threaten to fall as he stares into her eyes. 

“I miss you too,” she says, voice cracking. 

Those four words is all it takes for Harry’s heart to hammer in his chest while he effortlessly lifts her up onto the couch with him. Both of her hands find his face instantly while flashbacks flood her mind. So young and so deeply in love with each other. Before everything went the wrong way. She let’s out a shaky breath while Harry’s hands are slowly massaging her hips and lower back. Her eyes shut closed, head leaning closer inch by inch till she can feel his hot breath on her skin. She licks her lips, tasting her strawberry chapstick, before she lets out one last deep breath and touches her lips to his. 

It’s like she’s lost hearing, her ears ringing as his lips move against hers for the first time in over five months. She can hear her pulse though, beating so fast while Harry’s is doing the exact same thing. He can’t believe this is happening. And he isn’t going to waste a moment of it, he thinks while dragging his hands up and down her body feeling every curve again. He kisses her with as much passion and love as he can. 

After a few moments, Y/N feels herself breaking in his touch. She lets out a deep breath through her nose before pulling away from his lips, touching her forehead to his. Lips forming a pout as she shuts her eyes tight, tears falling fast down her cheeks.  

“Please, love, please,” Harry whispers, breath still hot against her skin. “Please don’t do this,” he continues. 

Y/N remembers hearing these same words through a phone, a voicemail to be exact, five months ago. But then she was so angry, so upset that he had gotten that way. But now he’s here, sitting under her with his hands stroking her arms gently. Y/N’s hands are firm on his chest, feeling how it rises and falls like hers is.

“I did it though, H,” she breathes out. 

Harry’s chest shakes then, while his arms pull her body firmly against his. His forehead slipping away to rest upon her shoulder, quiet sobs shaking through his body and breaking her heart each time. A overwhelming feeling of guilt and regret wash over Y/N. But she knows she has to think right in this moment. As much as she wants to kiss away his pain and spend the night wrapped up in him between the sheets. She slowly gets up from the couch, cupping his cheek in her hand as he slouches into her touch. 

“H,” she says softly, causing his red eyes to meet hers. “We can’t just do this, there’s so many things that need to be fixed, so many problems that had to be solved,” 

“Just give me another chance, please, I can fix this- I can fix us,” Harry says, lips quivering as he stares into her eyes. 

“Lets- lets just talk about this after tomorrow,” she says, “tomorrow is about Jamie and Brin, not about us,” 

Harry takes a moment, sniffling a few times as she rubs the pad of her thumb across the hint of stubble thats along his jaw. Y/N is thinking so much her head hurts. She means it, she wants to talk about them again but not on Christmas. If there was even a sliver of hope that Harry’s changed, she was willing to cling onto it in this moment and try to feel that same overwhelming love she once knew from him. 

“You get some sleep, I can finish up the wrapping,” Harry says, his voice even again now. 

She nods her head and decides to take up his offer, knowing very well this extra hour of sleep would really just mean an extra hour of thinking while staring up at the ceiling - and she’s completely right. She doesn’t fall asleep till about twenty minutes after she hears Harry get to his room. And then she isn’t surprised to wake up to Jamie and Brinley both jumping on her shouting about the presents Santa had left for them. Y/N has a grin on her face as she holds Jamie’s hand and holds Brin on her hip as they walk down the staircase, an aroma of coffee filling her nose as she sees Harry pouring two mugs for them both. 

When his eyes reach hers, his lips curl up into a grin of his own. Thoughts of what had happened between them two last night still playing over and over in his brain - hers too. But right now, Christmas morning, was all for the kids. Jamie runs off towards the pile of presents, Brin kicking to be let go and follow after him. Y/N keeps up with them, knowing that Jamie will open every present under that tree regardless of the name on the tag. 

“One at a time, baby,” she says as Jamie tries to grab two big boxes with his name on it. 

“Mommy this one has your name,” Jamie says after opening a few more of his own, on the hunt to find more but instead he lifts up a small wrapped up box that he can hold in one hand. She gives him a smile, thanking him, before looking down at the tag to see Harry’s handwriting - ‘To Y/N love Harry’, she looks over to where he sits beside her on the couch. 

He gives her a smile and nods to the box in her hands. Y/N feels her heart beat pick up pace as she slips a finger under the paper and rips it open. In her hands are a familiar navy blue velvet box, one that once hid in Harry’s sock drawer for weeks. Her eyes flicker over to Harry’s again, eyebrows pulled together as he just smiles. Finally she opens the box to reveal a silver ring with one simple diamond at the centre - her first promise ring. 

“H,” she breathes out while taking it from the box. 

“I made you a promise almost 7 years ago now, and somewhere along the way I messed it up. And you don’t have to give me another chance, but I’d be a bloody fool to not ask for it,” Harry says, eyes glued to hers. Y/N breaks the gaze to look back down at the ring, she hasn’t seen it since it was replaced with an engagement ring all those years ago. Rolling her lips into her mouth, she lifts it from the box and slips it onto her ring finger - on her right hand this time. 

Harry doesn’t have time to say anything else as Brinley runs into his lap with her new Baby Alive in her hands, in her own jumble of words, Harry realizes that his little daughter wants her baby out of the box. Harry chuckles and tells her he’ll be right back with scissors to get out her new toy. 

“Mommy can we have Brinley’s cake for breakfast?” Jamie asks, both his hands full of his many different toys. 

Y/N chuckles at his suggestion and shakes her head, “sorry buddy, not going to happen,” she says. 

“But it’s Brinley’s birthday!” Jamie protests. 

“Hey, don’t start,” Harry’s voice echoes through the room as he approaches Jamie, his facial expression stern as he looks at his pouting little boy. “Mom said no, so no means no, right?” 

“Right,” Jamie mutters, frowning as he walks over and continues to play with his toys. 

Harry walks back into the kitchen to return the scissors, while Y/N smiles as Brinley brings her Baby Alive to her lap and yaps on about it. Y/N goes along, saying how pretty her baby is before Jamie starts playing with Brinley and her toys too. It’s such a heart warming sight before her, here on Christmas with her kids so happy. Her heart warms even more as she feels Harry thread his fingers though her hair, resting his hand on his right shoulder gently. Y/N smile grows while she reaching up and grabs his hand with hers. 

Looking down, Harry sees the ring upon her right hand and his lips tug up into a soft smile. Although today was going to be amazing, celebrating his baby Brinny’s first birthday, he couldn’t wait to figure things out tomorrow with Y/N. He’s come to the realization over these past few months that he’d do anything to get her back.

[formerprincess]

A tale written with fangs and claws || Chapter 20

Chapters: 20/? Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Liam Dunbar/Theo Raeken Characters: Liam Dunbar, Theo Raeken Additional Tags: Alpha Liam Dunbar, Slow Build, Friends to Lovers, Dunbar Pack, Bisexual Liam Dunbar, Werewolf Theo Raeken, Alpha Theo Raeken, Canon-Typical Violence, Smut Series: Part 1 of Morning Dew Pack

Life could be so easy for Liam and his pack. But, as usual, things don't go without a hitch.

Liam woke up to big snowflakes falling to the ground, the sky still hanging full with snow, and Theo wrapped around him from behind. The young Alpha blinked and smiled, relishing in the warmth of the covers around them and Theo’s body pressed against his own. It was a truly magical morning, right after the great Thanksgiving dinner last night. Mason and Corey were engaged, Theo had a great birthday and he and Liam were mated, Liam couldn’t ask for a more perfect life right now. He was insanely happy and if he could, he would have stopped time right this very minute. But unfortunately he couldn’t, so the least he could do was to enjoy it as long as it lasted. 

Theo’s arm tightened around Liam’s waist and he felt a soft kiss pressed against his neck. “Can we stay in bed all day?” Theo mumbled and Liam chuckled. The idea was tempting.  “We’re still at the cabin, surrounded by our pack. Do you really want to miss a day with them and rather stay in bed?” Theo considered this. “Yes.” He then said and kissed Liam’s neck once more. “Hidden under the covers, all day long. Can you blame me? I have this awesome mate I want to spend all the time with.” “Charmer.” Liam teased and Theo used his grip to pull him flush against his chest. Liam laughed. “As tempting as this sounds, I don’t think we can pull this off.” “Hm, think so?” Theo asked and nipped at Liam’s jaw. The young Alpha sighed and closed his eyes. He was enjoying the kisses of his boyfriend and shivered.  “You sure know how to be persuasive.”  “It’s my specialty.” Theo told him and sucked on Liam’s earlobe. Liam sighed and his hands roamed over Theo’s back while pressing closer to his mate. 

A knock on the door interrupted them and Theo huffed in annoyance. Liam couldn’t say he was very happy about the interruption but he patted Theo’s arm and pressed a soft kiss against Theo’s lips, before raising his head. The door slowly opened and Tim peeked inside. “Liam, Theo, you need to come to the lake immediately!” He exclaimed. Liam and Theo sat up in bed and looked at him. “What happened?” Liam asked alarmed, expecting an attack or something equally bad.  “Just get dressed and come to the lake! It’s nothing bad but you need to come!” Tim said, spun around and then left them sitting in bed. Theo and Liam shared a look. Whatever it was, they surely wouldn’t stay in bed and so they jumped out of bed, hastily getting dressed.  “What do you think happened?” Liam asked while they raced down the stairs. Theo shook his head. “I have no idea.”

They didn’t even bother to grab their jackets just stormed out of the house. But they stopped right in front of the cabin when the core pack, as well as some other members, were there. Liam narrowed his eyes. “What’s going on, guys? We need to go to the la...” He interrupted himself and gasped loudly when snow was poured over his and Theo’s head. Unnoticed by the Alpha couple Maya and Mike had sneaked up to them and executed the cold attack and now the whole pack started laughing at the shocked faces.  “That’s what I call a prank!” Mason called out and took a picture of the shocked faces. “You look silly!” Liam gasped and tried to get the snow out of his shirt, Theo next to him did the same. It must have really looked funny because everybody started laughing again. Liam and Theo shared a look. “Are they laughing at us?” Theo asked.  Liam nodded. “I think so.”

They looked at each other again and then it was them who attacked. Theo by simply shoving Sadie and Maya into the snow, Liam by tackling Mike. And thus a snowball fight broke out. Everybody against everybody, the Alpha couple against their Betas, against each other, the Betas against each other and soon the kids of the pack joined them too. Lana, Byron, and Ilona watched it happening from the small porch in front of the cabin, sipping tea while doing so.

It was great fun and Liam was absolutely happy. Being so playful and happy with his pack was literally the best thing ever and from how his Betas’ eyes sparkled they were just as happy as their Alpha. Maya and Mike had started to pull some of the kids around on their sleds after a while, Sadie, Tim, and Nolan helped some other kids build a snowman and Isaac, Ever and Mason helped a third group of kids to build an even better snowman. Corey was the judge in this little competition. Lana left and when she came back, she had a camera and was taking pictures of the whole pack laughing and playing in the snow. Liam grinned and watched them all have fun in the snow. 

His eyes instinctively wandered to Theo who had joined Maya and Mike in pulling the kids around on their sleds and Liam smiled at the picture. Theo was actually good with kids despite him once claiming he could charm anybody aside from little human beings. Liam had not believed him back then and now that he saw the kids laugh with his mate, he would never believe Theo. It was sweet to see Theo playing with them and actually being gentle, careful not to pull too fast. 

“I fell in love with your dad during the dates we had and I fell in love with him a second time when I saw him interact with you.” Ilona stepped close to Liam. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her.  “You did?” “Yeah. And I’m sure I looked at him the same way you’re looking at Theo right now.”  Liam chuckled softly. “Is that right? Well, a man good with kids is gorgeous.” “He is. He will be a great dad one day.” She kissed her son’s cheek. “You both will be.”

****** Liam leaned back and closed his eyes, enjoying the hot water from the tub around him. The bathroom in this cabin was quite luxurious and had a round bathtub Liam considered more of a hot tub than a bathtub. After playing in the snow for a while, the cold had crept up on him and he had ventured inside again to take a hot bath. Now he could relax and soak in the water while enjoying the fantastic view from the panorama window behind the hot tub. Lana had once explained that the windows were made that you could look outside but nobody could look inside and spy on you in a private moment. Liam found this very thoughtful. That way he could enjoy the snowy forest and the mountains in the distance. 

A knock on the door made him turn his head and Theo poked his head inside the room. “There you are! I was looking for you because you have been so quiet.” Liam chuckle. “You would have been the first to know if something happened to me.” He pointed at his mating bite and Theo chuckle and leaned against the door.  “I just wanted to see what you were up to.” “Ah, you were curious.” Liam teased and then he put his hand on the edge of the tub and his chin on top of it. “Did you shower to get warm again?” Theo had been out there without a jacket too after all. “I changed clothes and put on some thick socks.”

Liam sat up straighter and waved Theo into the room. He was aware Theo didn’t have a high body temperature as werewolves, thanks to him being a chimera. And he saw the way Theo relaxed when he stepped into the cozy warm bathroom and closed the door behind him. Liam nodded over at the bathtub. “Join me.” Theo laughed and shook his head.  “Enjoy your hot tub time, puppy. I’m fine.” “I will enjoy it even more if my gorgeous mate joins me.” Theo looked at Liam and his eyes flashed gold for a second. “Playing the mate card, huh? Tease!” “You love it.” Liam moved his arms underwater. “Come on, there’s more than enough foom for us. I’m sure even two more of us could fit in here.”

Theo looked at him then he grabbed the seam of his shirt and pulled it over his head before stripping his pants quickly. His boxer briefs and socks followed and no matter how many times Liam already saw him naked, he always felt his cheeks flush with arousal and he immensely enjoyed the view. 

Theo slipped into the hot tub and moaned as the hot water engulfed him. He tilted his head back and relaxed against the tub. 

“Feels good, hm?” Liam asked with a smile and Theo nodded. He ran his hands through the water and then carded them through his hair, getting it slightly wet. Liam liked this look on his boyfriend and he moved closer to Theo. Leaning in he brushed his lips against Theo’s in a soft kiss. Theo smiled and gently kissed him back before spreading his legs to Liam could move between them. Liam did it and leaned with his back against Theo's chest, head resting against Theo’s shoulder. 

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” He said, talking about the spectacular view they had. Theo’s arms gently wrapped around him and Liam raised his hand out of the water and drizzled some water on Theo’s arm.  “Pretty, yeah.“ Theo said and kissed Liam’s temple. Liam smiled softly and stroke over Theo’s arm. “I love you.“ He muttered. Theo leaned his head against Liam’s. “I love you too. I still can’t believe I can tell you this now.“ “Feels unreal, right? Like you said, last time we were here I was just in love with you and thought you were way out of my league and would never see me like this. And then we finally kiss and everything falls into place. Now we’re even mated, have a pack house...Damn, we move fast!“

Theo laughed. “We never did anything slow or less than thousand percent, Lee. It only makes sense we do this quite wildly too.“ Liam had to admit Theo was right and so he just leaned against Theo and enjoyed the moment. Everything was perfect right now, exactly the way it should be. He never would have expected his Thanksgiving to turn out like this but here they were.

A loud thud outside startled them both and then a pained groan followed by the sound of someone tumbling down a few set of stairs. “You broke my arm!“ Sadie shrieked. “Why did you trip me on the last few stairs? What the hell, Archibald?“ “You broke my nose!“ Mike’s nasal voice replied. “With your bedroom door!“ “You annoyed me so I pushed you. Not my fault the door was in the way!“ “Well, you annoyed me too so I pushed you down the stairs. You survived, drama queen!“

Liam let his head fall back to look at Theo. "Breaking each other’s bones, they sure remind me of somebody.“ “The best relationships stem from that.“ Theo smirked. Outside Mason took it upon himself to inform Sadie and Mike that in fact Theo and Liam did basically the same thing to each other in the beginning and now were sickeningly in love. There was a pause and then both Sadie and Mike retched, claiming that they would never fall in love because gross and what was Mason thinking? Liam chuckled and Theo kissed his cheek softly, just as amused as his mate. “I bet you thought the same thing about me once, huh?“ The chimera teased. Liam bit his lip and smirked. “Actually no.“ “No?“ Theo asked surprised. “You never thought of loving me as gross?“ “No.“ Liam stayed with what he said. “From the beginning, I found you hot. And way out of my league. And psychotic. The usual... I didn‘t think about a relationship because sleeping with the enemy and all that, plus I was kinda caught up with Hayden but you got under my skin from the first moment on.“

Theo blinked and Liam frowned and moved away so he could properly turn around and watch his mate. “What?“ “Nothing, I just…I did not expect that.“ “Do I want to know why you didn’t expect that?“ Liam asked and raised one eyebrow. “Because I…I was evil.“ “Doesn’t take anything away from what I said.“ “But I…“ ”Ah.“ Liam understood. “You wonder how I could think of you like that while you only saw me as a kid.“ "I never saw you as a kid!“ “Your literal first words about me were ‘Why do I get the feeling this kid is tougher than he looks?’ , don’t lie.�� Theo looked at Liam and then sighed. “You were one of the reasons I came to Beacon Hills. The Beta with anger issues. I didn’t expect…you when I came to town!“ “Me?“ “An angry puppy!“ Theo replied and Liam rolled his eyes. Had he usual no problem with the loving nickname he now understood Theo didn’t mean it fondly back then. “Glad you came around.“ He said and nudged Theo’s leg. “Come one, don‘t want you to get wrinkly.“

He got out of the tub but then Theo stopped him with a hand on his elbow. “Are you mad at me now?“ “No.“ Liam said. “I just don’t like to be belittled. Neither now nor back then.“ “I wasn’t trying to belittle you.“ “You were back then. But that’s okay, you changed, I changed, we all changed. It’s good. Doesn’t mean I have to like the thought.“

He threw a towel at Theo when the chimera climbed out of the bathtub before drying himself off with another towel. He had just shrugged on his underwear when Theo’s arms circled his waist and he pulled Liam closer. “Liam Emerson Dunbar, you are the love of my life. I am sorry if I made you feel belittled or inadequate.“ And that was really sweet and Liam had to smile. He ran his fingers through Theo’s damp hair. “I wouldn’t have mated with you if I held a grudge against you or if you weren’t the love of my life.“ He tried to calm Theo and yelped when he was pulled in a bone-crushing hug with Theo hiding his face against Liam‘s neck. But after some moments his surprise died down and Liam wrapped his arms around Theo too. The couple stayed in their embrace for several minutes until Liam gently kissed Theo’s shoulder. “Let‘s get dressed before our Betas begin to kill each other.“

He let go of Theo and Theo let him go and they both got dressed before leaving the bathroom hand in hand. They found their pack all over the cabin. Sadie, Tim, Ever, Mason and Nolan were in the living room with Liam’s mom, Mike, Maya, Corey, and Isaac where god knows where and Liam decided to join them in the living room, dropping next to Nolan. “How’s your arm?“ He asked Sadie. “It will be healed in a few hours.“ The blonde said with a shrug, arm carefully placed on a pillow. Ilona shook her head. “I admit, I need to get used to this. You getting injured and healing after hours. And you being rougher with each other. Mike just pushed you down the stairs, I mean.“ “You’ll get used to it after seeing somebody’s torso ripped open multiple times.“ Liam told his mother grimly and she stared at him. “It just sucks if your healing isn’t triggered or delayed.“ “That can happen?“ Ilona asked worriedly. “How?“ “Various things. Poisoning for example.“ Ever explained and looked at Liam. They both thought of Theo months ago. “There are so many things that can happen to us. We are not invincible, it's just different than for humans. You either cope with it or you will live in fear forever. And that’s even worse than getting injured during a battle.“ Tim suddenly said. Liam smiled. “That‘s nice. Who told you that?“ “You.“ Liam looked perplexed. “Me?“ “Yeah, during one full moon while I was fighting for control. I was afraid and you told me that it was okay to be afraid that I had to work against my fear. And then you said that.“ Ilona looked at her son and ruffled his hair. “Look at you being wise and all.“ Liam’s cheeks heated up. “Mom!“ He whined, making everyone laugh. “Don‘t argue with the Alpha mom!“ Sadie teased. Ilona laughed. ”Something I have been thinking about. If Liam’s the Alpha, what does that make me in relation to you? The Alpha is the leader, right?“ “The Alpha’s basically the pack dad. So that makes you the pack grandma.“ Tim started and then turned beet red. “Not that you are old enough to be a grandma! No! Uhm, Liam’s like our big brother. So, kind of our mom…“ He looked at the others in a silent ‘Help me!‘.” “You are my son’s Betas and that makes you my boys and girls too. Let‘s phrase it that way.“ Ilona suggested and Tim gratefully took the exit with a fast nod.

****** The time at the cabin was great and as always when you were having fun and everything was great, time flew by. The day had ended with the pack sitting in front of the fireplace in the living room, talking and laughing, and then they all went to bed since they had to leave tomorrow morning. Morning came faster than ever and Liam felt a slight pang in his heart while he loaded Theo’s truck with their bags and turned around to cast one look at the snowy landscape in front of them, the lake and the forest.

“We will come back soon.“ Theo promised when he caught his mate’s sad glance and Liam nodded with a smile. “I know. I’m still sad.“ Especially since leaving the cabin also meant saying goodbye to Mason and Corey and his mom. Ilona would take the early train and Lana would drive her to the train station. The two women had got along just fine and promised to keep contact from now on. Now Ilona bid goodbye to the pack, last ones being Theo and Liam. She hugged Theo tightly. “I know I don’t have to tell you this, you will do it anyway. Keep an eye on him. And yourself. You both deserve to be happy, sweetie.“ Theo nodded and hugged her just as tight. “Thank you.“ He said sincerely and she gently stroke his cheek when they parted again. And then she hugged her son. “Your dad will think I have gone crazy when I tell him everything but in the end, he will support you as much as I do. We are proud of you, honey, don‘t forget that, okay?“ Liam nodded and hugged his mother tightly again. “I’ll miss you. Good thing Christmas isn’t far,.“ “Ah, sweetie, you know whenever you need us, just call and we will come as fast as possible. And now, that we know, you can call us anytime. I may not have glowing eyes or claws, but nobody touches my boys and girls.“ Liam nodded and laughed happily and his mom hugged him tight and kissed his cheek one last time then she got in Lana’s car. Liam and Lana had already said goodbye so the two women could drive away under the pack waving at them.

And then it was time to say goodbye to Corey and Mason. The two best friends hugged tightly. “Soon we’re in Seattle.“ Mason mumbled and Liam chuckle. “Yeah, it will be great.“ He was still sad to say goodbye to his best friend and Corey. Liam wasn’t a fan of farewells, no matter for how long. Theo squeezed his hand in silent support and then Mason and Corey drove away and it was the core pack left to scramble in the cars after saying goodbye and to the others. Byron gave Liam a big bear hug. “I am so proud of what you already achieved and there is so much more to come, just wait and see, Liam.“ “Thank you, Byron. I try my best.“ “I know you do. But don’t forget to pause every once in a while, look back at what you already accomplished and allow yourself to be proud of yourself. Everyone else is.“ Liam smiled and nodded and it was hard to say goodbye one last time before getting in the car. Sadie in the backseat sniffed. “I hate saying goodbye. Can‘t we stay?“ “I wish we could.“ Liam said while Theo started the engine and then looked over to Liam. “We will come back.“ He said again and Liam smiled. “I know. Still hard.“ Theo nodded, shifted the gear, and then the truck started rolling down the small path away from the cabins and towards the street.

They all were silent for a while but then Sadie broke the silence all of sudden when she phoned Isaac and put the call on speaker. From how Isaac sounded, he had put the call on speaker from the beginning. “Now that Thanksgiving is over, we need to prepare for Christmas. We need a Christmas tree and we need to decide on a color for the ornaments. I’d say we go with champagne and golden Christmas decorations, that’s always an elegant combination.“ “No, red. We need red decorations and maybe a little bit of silver.“ Maya argued. “Blue. I’m all about blue ornaments!“ Nolan chimed in. “Blue? Don‘t be ridiculous! We should go all white ornaments, that will look sparkly and like ice.“ Ever said. “Blue!“ “Gold!“ “Red!“ “Blue!“ “Red!“ “White! White!“

“Why don’t you go for all pink Christmas tree balls? That would be lovely.“ Isaac sarcastically threw in and Ever squealed. “I won‘t have a Christmas tree with pink ornaments!“ Theo, Mike, and Nolan said at the same time. “We once had a Christmas tree with light green ornaments and Christmas balls, that looked quite stylish.“ Tim chimed in and with thus the Betas started discussing and arguing about their color choices once again. When it got especially bad between Maya and Sadie (”You are not color coding our entire Christmas decoration, Sadie!“ “You have no eye for what’s classic!“) Liam groaned and slumped down in his seat. “You don’t plan on doing this the whole ride, do you? Because then I will walk!“ “You could always decide on something.“ Theo suggested with an amused grin and Liam glared daggers at him. “I may be the Alpha but I don’t plan on getting killed by my Betas for choosing the wrong color.“ “Then we will have our Betas fighting over this the whole time.“ “Why don‘t you decide?“ “I’m just the second Alpha, sweetheart.“ “I really don’t like you right now.“ Theo smirked and hummed O Christmas tree. Liam threw one of Valentina’s homemade cookies at him.

****** The Betas had actually managed to bicker and argue for almost the whole ride which Liam could not help but find impressive. What was even more surprising to him was that not even Tim backed down from his point of view and demanded various shades of green Christmas decorations. And now the Betas stepped out of the cars and filtered into the pack house (Isaac grinningly waved and then drove off) and while they took off their coats and shoes they still argued. Theo was still highly amused by this and watched them when they all gathered in the living room with unholy glee on his face.

Liam watched the scene in front of him, then he wandered into the kitchen and opened a cupboard to retrieve a smaller bowl. Searching for some paper and a pen he made several slips and wrote down each choice before folding the slips and throwing them into the bowl and mixing it. He then wandered back into the living room where the core pack was still arguing. Yet it took one whistle from the Alpha and they all fell quiet. Liam held out the bowl to Theo while sitting on the armrest of the settle Theo sat in. “Draw a slip of paper!” Theo made a questioning face and Liam explained. “I wrote every single one of your options on a slip of paper and threw it in before mixing it. Except for pink because we’re not having a pink Christmas tree. Anyway, we will draw lots from now on. If your option got chosen it won’t be in the pot for next year until all is done. That way each of you gets their color in a year and nobody has an advantage or disadvantage. All you need to do is to agree to accept whatever color is chosen because I really don’t want to have you arguing the whole time.“ He stated calmly and looked at his Betas. “Does anybody has a problem with this procedure?”

They all shook their head and had to agree with that. “It’s the fairest way.” Mike said.  “Oh, one more thing: If your choice wins: You don’t gloat, you are a fair winner. And you others won’t be grumpy, next year could be your year.” Liam demanded. and shook the bowl in front of Theo’s face.”Come on, lucky angel, pick one.” Theo looked up at him and shook his head with an amused laugh. “You’re unbelievable!” He said but then put his hand in the bowl, moved it a bit and pulled one slip of paper out. He unfolded it. “Red.” Maya beamed brightly and threw her hands in the air in silent victory. Her pack laughed.  “That means I have to make a completely new color concept.” Sadie thought out loud. “I need my notepad!” “I’d say we all go shopping for Christmas tree decorations together. That way we get something we all like.” Liam threw in and again his pack had to agree. It was only fair. 

Liam looked around. “Do you have any special traditions for the time before Christmas you would like to do? Mike’s tradition is to get drunk, I know that already, but what about you others?” Mike shrugged in a well yeah kind of way but looked curiously at his pack mates.  “Me and my parents would watch every Christmas movie we can get our hands on leading the days to Christmas.” Sadie said. “Hot chocolate and spending the day on the couch in cozy pajamas watching those movies.” “Our tradition was to pick our the tree itself. We have figured how to decorate it but we need an actual tree.” Maya added. “The whole house needs to be decorated. Not completely Christmas but wintery.” Tim said and Nolan pointed at him. “Wanted to say the same thing.”

“All very good ideas and traditions we should keep. Now, Mike, anything you might want?” Liam inquired. Mike scoffed and shook his head. “Leave me out of this. I’m tagging along with you guys and will enjoy it, but don’t expect any input from me.” “Hey no, don’t do that.” Theo said and nudged him. “Even if you never celebrated a real Christmas in years, you surely have an image in your mind how you wanted Christmas to be. How it should look or what it should contain. Even I had this and I lived with the Dread Doctors in sewers mostly.” “What was it for you?” Mike suspiciously asked and Theo stayed silent for a moment. Liam grinned. “An Advent calendar. He requested one and then happily opened up the little doors every day. It was really precious.” He told the Betas and Theo glanced up at him while the Betas giggled and awed.  “You’re really like to make fun of me today, huh?” He asked in mock offense. Liam grinned and leaned in, giving him a quick kiss. “That’s revenge for you not helping me in the car.” He whispered against Theo’s lips. Theo chuckled. “I hate you.” He muttered back. “Yeah, hate you too.” Liam replied and kissed Theo again. 

“Guys, if you start making out now again I’ will leave.” Nolan announced, breaking Liam and Theo apart.  “Buzzkills.” Theo muttered and simply pulled Liam closer to himself, one arm wrapping around Liam’s waist. The Alpha smiled and leaned his head against Theo’s, one arm draped around Theo’s shoulders. “One Dunbar tradition is to make Christmas cookies and I’d love to do this with you. And then Ever get the chocolate cake I promised her too.” “Weee!” Ever exclaimed happily and everyone laughed. “We’ll help you!” “I hope so.” Liam replied. “My aunt has a recipe for a mean fruitcake. I know how to make it and I will make it.” Maya announced. “You can bake?” Sadie asked surprised. Maya shrugged. “There are a lot of things you still don’t know about me.” She said with a wink. “I am dying to find them out.” Sadie promised. 

****** At the next possible day, the pack found themselves at a Christmas tree handler, looking through the various trees offered there. And Theo was slowly losing his mind, patience, and the will to endure this any longer. “I swear to everything in this world, if you don’t pick out a tree right now, I will grab an ax, march into the woods and log one myself!” He snapped after yet another tree got turned down by mostly Sadie, Ever, and surprisingly Liam. But Liam was looking for the perfect tree, okay? He had a mission.  “Only if you do it half naked, as a sexy lumberjack.” He said absentmindedly while looking for a tree that was a bit dark greener, thinner. “I’d do it fully naked if that means we can finally leave! Look, what about that one? It’s green, it’s a fir tree, it has fir needles, let’s go!” Liam looked at the tree Theo pointed at. “That one’s not really what I had in mind.” “And I didn’t have a temper tantrum in mind when we came here but that will happen if we don’t leave soon!” Theo snapped. Liam just rolled his eyes and walked further down the line of trees.

“Uh, that one looks nice. What do you think?” He suddenly called out and the pack trailed after him to see the tree he had chosen.  “That one looks like a real Christmas tree.” Tim adjudged. Theo looked back at all the trees they had passed. “And those look like palm trees or what?” “No but there are different kinds of fir trees and this one just screams Christmas.” Tim explained himself and Theo rolled his eyes.  “We finally agreed on this one? Perfect! Where’s the salesman?” Theo looked around and then all but dragged the guy to their group to finally get their tree in the truck bed and just leave. But of course, Liam had to foil him, “I still need some evergreens!” He called out and dashed into a corner where said evergreen where laid out. Theo closed his eyes and huffed in annoyance. “I love him but I will strangle him.” “Don’t you think it’s kinda cute?” Ever tried to soothe the second Alpha and he just gave her a flat look. “He’s so excited. You call him puppy all the time and he behaves like one now.” “I call him puppy yes because most times I can handle this but this time...What the hell are you doing?”

“I need those.” Liam’s arms were full of evergreens and Theo glared at him in horror, probably seeing all those fir needles in his truck. It would be a pain to clean them out. “No!” “But, Theo...” Liam started and Theo interrupted him.  “Don’t Theo me! This is ridiculous! You’re being your annoying Christmas you. Christmas you is even more obsessive than normal you and it’s annoying as hell! So get your shit together and act like the nineteen-year-old you are supposed to be!” “I’m just trying to make sure everybody enjoys the time before Christmas.” Liam defended himself, peeved at Theo being annoyed by him.  “You don’t need those twigs, I can’t even imagine why you would think you need those but I don’t care either. Stop wasting our time, we have our tree, let’s go! Nobody cares about those, you obsessive Christmas freak!” Theo snapped at him and Liam stared at his boyfriend with big eyes. He said nothing at first, then his shoulders sagged. “I’m gonna bring those back.” He muttered, turned around and trotted over to really bring the branches back. When he returned he kept his head down but helped the other boys to get the tree to Theo’s truck. When the tree was tied in the truck bed and they all got into the car, the chimera caught glimpse of Sadie’s reproachful look. “What?” He snubbed.  “Wow.” The blonde said. “Just wow!” And then she got in the car. Theo just rolled his eyes and got in too. 

The ride back home was silent, Liam looking out of the window and pointedly trying to not look into Theo’s direction and Theo cast some glances at him but now trying to talk to him. Back home, they brought the tree inside and put it on the tree stand. Tim and Mike slowly untied the ropes with their claws and the branches opened out, filling the space in front of one of the big windows in the living room quite good.

“Ah, that’s why you were looking for thinner trees. You knew if they opened out the bushier ones would not have fit.” Tim realized and Liam nodded. “Yeah.” He agreed quietly. He looked at the tree and smiled sadly. It was a strange mood between him and Theo and the fight had its impact on Liam. He did his best to avoid Theo and the Betas noted. Tim smiled shyly. “Want to play video games with me, Liam?” He asked and Liam nodded. “Sounds fun, yeah.” 

He left with Tim and the Betas dispersed. Theo caught Mike’s glance now and raised his shoulders. “What now?” “Dude, I have basically no filter and don’t know how to handle people so if that comes from me it was blunt. Low blow, T. low blow.” He said with a shake of his head and walked into the kitchen. Theo watched him and then scoffed.

****** The situation between Theo and Liam stayed tense. They slept in the same bed but they didn’t talk or touch and even in their sleep they stayed on their sides of the bed. Liam had laid awake more hours than he had slept, curled into a tiny ball. He wondered why he wasn’t angry at Theo, something he had expected with his anger issues. He was sad instead, felt lonely and his mating bite throbbed in a numb pain. Since their fight, he felt cold and no matter how much tea he drank or how thick his socks were, the feeling didn’t go away.

Thanksgiving break was over and they were back at college but Liam was lucky and he only had two classes, meaning he was home way earlier than all of his Betas. He stood in the silent house and looked around before deciding to go with a plan he had since they came back home from the cabin but had been delayed due to his fight with Theo.  Maybe he could use it as some kind of peace offering because not talking and being close to his mate was tearing him apart. 

The first step was to look through the stuff he had taken from home when they moved to Seattle. It wasn’t much, just some decoration and so Liam made a list of things he needed. And so he made his way into town, taking the bus since Theo took his truck this morning. Liam didn’t care he had to carry everything he purchased back home. The neighbors were giving him funny looks but Liam ignored them while dragging his yield into the house. He checked his watch. He still had plenty of time until the others got home and so Liam started working.

He sorted the decoration and began on the first floor. While he stayed clear of the bedroom since he had decided that everyone could decorate their bedroom the way they wanted, he decorated the walls and the ceiling with fairy lights, candy cones, and smaller evergreens. Mistletoe was also something he put on the ceiling in the middle of the hallway, just for laughs. When he as done and looked around Liam was quite proud of his work. It was decorated but not too much to make it look tacky. 

And then he wandered to the ground floor and started at the kitchen. Some smaller decorations, an old lantern with glass windows filled with smaller fairy lights and turquoise Christmas tree balls on the table, a mistletoe over the entrance to the hallway and some special surprise for his pack. He wandered further through the house and decorated everything before finally grabbing the biggest string of lights he had found, took the ladder, and marched outside. 

He spent two hours until he got the lights around the entrance and the house the way he wanted to and when he was finally done, brought the ladder back, and then turned the lights on, he could not wait to venture outside and watch how it turned out. And while he stood in front of their house and watched the lights twinkle in the afternoon light, the rest of the pack came home. 

They all stopped in front of the house, got out of the car, and just stared at the house in awe. “Oh my god, this is beautiful.” Ever said with a smile and clapped at the twinkling lights. “Liam!” Maya called out. “You did this all on your own?” Liam shrugged. “Well, yeah. I wanted to surprise you.” He replied shyly and rubbed his neck. They all looked so surprised and captivated by the lights, their eyes twinkling, and that made him happy. He hesitantly looked at Theo who stared at the house with his mouth open and completely overwhelmed. 

“I...uhm...there’s more inside.” He gestured at the opened door and hastily walked back in. He had been sweating a lot while working and standing outside in just his drenched shirt wasn’t good for the cold temperature. It wasn’t snowing currently but there was snow on the ground and it was fucking cold. The Betas willingly followed him inside and then gasped when they stood in the entryway and the door closed behind them. The whole banister was wrapped with evergreen and white and silver Christmas tree balls and ornaments as well as some lights in between. 

“I used fake evergreen to not make such a big mess. But I used the more expensive one so it looks like real evergreen.” Liam explained, mostly directed at Theo. That’s what he wanted the evergreens for back then but it didn’t matter right now. He scratched his neck again, he always did that when he was really insecure about something and didn’t know what to do. Did they like it? Did Theo hate it? But Theo looked still in a state of shock, just like the rest. And yet his eyes sparkled. Liam got some hope he didn’t totally overdo it. 

Until Ever who had wandered into the kitchen shrieked. “Holy shit, Liam!”

They all ran into the kitchen and there was Ever, hands in front of her mouth in amazement and staring at the large Advent calendar he had hung on the wall. All homemade and every little sack had a number on and three cords above each other, creating three lines of sacks. 

“You did not fill those sacks yourself!” Mike said but Liam shrugged. “It was nothing, really. I thought it would be fun to have one of you open a sack each day. We can draw lots for the order or go however you want. I made sure inside is something you all like.”

He played with his fingers, unsure how to continue. “Uhm, I made smaller for ones for each of you as well. There.” He pointed at the kitchen counter and there were indeed seven smaller Advent calendars, each one with the name of one Beta, waiting for them.

“Liam, you did all this by yourself and we did nothing!” Sadie said shocked and Liam shrugged again.

“I’m the Alpha and I want all of you to have a great Christmas and time before Christmas. I am sorry if I overstate the case and annoy you. I just love Christmas, it’s such a wonderful time, reflective and nice, and I want you to enjoy it since I know not all of you experienced nice Christmas.” He explained himself and swallowed, blinking against the tears. He was still fighting with Theo and he felt lonely and was scared his Betas would call him sap or whatever. But instead, Theo stepped forward, took Liam’s face with both hands and tilted Liam’s head so he looked at Theo.

“You are the most wonderful person on this planet and I love you so much. I am so, so sorry.” He said, voice wavering while he spoke and Liam thought he saw some tears in Theo’s eyes too. It was all forgotten when Theo finally kissed him again and Liam was not ashamed to say he cried. How he had missed his mate.  “I love you.” He muttered when they parted and Theo stroke over his cheek. “I love you too. Thank you for all this, it is truly wonderful.” “It really is.” Nolan confirmed. “Thank you, Liam!” The Betas chorused and Liam laughed softly while snuggling in Theo’s embrace and wiping his tears. “The only thing I didn’t decorate is the tree. We still need to buy Christmas balls and ornaments, everything I took from home I used all around the house, hence why the colors not always match.” “Don’t you dare to apologize for that! Liam, you did this amazing surprise for us, I couldn’t care less if the ornaments are blue or red or purple.” Maya said and the others agreed wholeheartedly. Liam smiled and Theo stroke his tears away and kissed him lovingly again.

****** They were really doing shopping today and Liam had no idea what this day would bring. “I thought about one more thing. Yes, we know red is the color we have this year, but I decided each of you can decide on one ornament for the tree. No matter what it is, you can choose one thing and hang it on the tree.” Liam declared. “Nobody gets judged or made fun of.”

The Betas nodded and when Liam gave the sign, they raced into every direction imaginable. “Remember, only one ornament!” Liam yelled after them and then sighed. “I feel like such a Dad now.” He said while rubbing his forehead. Theo next to him chuckled. “You’re the Alpha, you’re kind of the Dad.”

Liam glanced at him. “You do realize this makes you the Mom?” He asked with a grin. Theo laughed and walked into a direction. He turned around and walked backward. “It’s the twenty-first century, Liam. Same-sex relationships are a thing. If you’re the Dad, I’m the Papa!” He called out before turning around again and then he went to look for an ornament himself. Liam laughed but then trailed behind.

 He looked around the store, inspecting the various ornaments the store had to offer. An ornament that looked a gingerbread star caught his interest. It was beautifully crafted and really cute and Liam decided to go for it. When he turned around, he caught glimpse of Tim and Nolan loading their arms with ornaments.

“One, each!” He called out and they flinched so hard, Nolan dropped one of the glass balls. Luckily Theo caught it before it could shatter on the ground. “Careful.” He said with a grin and Nolan blushed. “Sorry.”

Liam wandered over, his little star protectively in his hand. “Those are really pretty. Which one will you take?” He asked, stepping closer so he could wrap one arm around Theo’s waist. Nolan and Tim shook their heads and Tim wandered off to look for more while Nolan finally decided on a white ceramic mug filled with marshmallows and what looked like hot chocolate. Liam grinned. That was cute.

Theo now steered Liam into the direction of the normal ornaments. “We need red ones too, baby.” He said and Liam nodded and then they spent the next minutes looking between various shades of red and finally deciding on some dark red matt ones with some silver glitter and some shiny ones in a lighter red color. Since their fight, Theo really tried his best and attended everything without nagging or snapping. He was truly sorry, he had told Liam this repeatedly the night after they made up again and Liam had kissed him and told him it was okay (and then they slowly made love but that was only for them to know).

“Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock...” Liam quietly sang along with the song blaring over the speakers and Theo smirked.  “You’re not that bad of a singer yourself, you know?” “You only say that because you are in love with me and your ears suffer from that.” Liam gave back and blushed. Theo laughed delighted and pulled him closer to kiss his Alpha.  “My ears are just fine. I mean, I hear the wonderful sounds you make while we’re in bed - or somewhere else - exactly the way I should hear them: Loud and clear.”  A woman stared at them when she heard Theo say that, then she scrunched her nose and hurried away, pulling her little daughter after her. Liam blinked, then he started laughing. “Theodore!” “What?” Theo made an innocent face but his grin betrayed him. Liam just rolled his eyes but then pulled him closer and kissed the love of his life. “You’re unbelievable.”

“It’s why you love me.” Theo said and really, Liam had to agree. He took Theo’s hand in his now and then pushed the shopping cart Theo had organized with the other in search for their Betas. 

They found everyone, while the others showed their chosen ornaments. Maya had decided on a small metal bucket filled with marshmallows and the words Let it snow printed on it. Ever had taken a small snow globe with a single house inside, claiming it reminded her of the cabin. Mike actually brought a little Chewbacca figure and Theo was ecstatic about that one. Sadie actually tracked down a happy smiling snowman with his arms raised in the sky. And Theo was gone for a few minutes but then returned with glass ball filled with fake snow and the words Let it snow...somewhere else printed on it in golden letters. Liam snorted at that. “Snow is wonderful.” He said and Theo made a face. “Wonderful to look at when it’s warm inside but I hate the cold coming with it. Not my favorite.” He shuddered. “Guys, where’s Tim?” Mike asked and they looked around until he finally came running.  “Got it!” He exclaimed happily but when asked about it he refrained from showing. “I want to to be a surprise.” He stubbornly said and they all accepted after he wouldn't butch.

So when they came home, they all found themselves around the Christmas tree and started to decorate.  “We need to start with the lights, otherwise it will get stuck in the ornaments.” Nolan said and almost got hit with the light string when Maya was untangling it and threw it over. “Hello, human here!” “Hello, you wanted to have the lights!” She replied and he sighed but then started to circle the tree. “It hangs too low there.” Sadie called out and stretched to righten it in the upper branches. She was too short and Tim reached out to do it without a problem. She gave him a once over. “Are you really that much taller than me? That’s depressing.” “Since you’re almost always wearing heels, I would say it balances itself.” Tim said with a shrug. “Someone want to hand me the balls? I can start at the top.” “That’s one way to come out to your pack.” Maya muttered from the floor where she plunged the lights in to test them out. Tim froze from where he had stretched and then looked down at her.  “I am indeed bisexual I think, Maya.” "You think?” Maya asked with a grin. Tim shrugged. “Still figuring things out.”

“Ah yes, take your time with that.” Liam said from where he was unwrapping the red Christmas balls and ornaments. “And don’t do anything you’re not ready for.” “You’re always so protective, Liam.” Liam looked up. “Hello? Alpha!” He said and let his eyes glow. Ever took one dark red ball and held it next to Liam’s face. “Oh, look, the red matches our Alpha’s eyes.”  “Aw, pretty!” The whole pack said unison and Liam chuckled but rolled his eyes and they returned to their original blue color. 

They unpacked everything and decorated the tree and last but not least their ornaments found their places on the tree. Tim was the last one and hung his ornament. Curious what he had gotten, the pack inched closer. “Well, if that’s not fitting, I don’t know what is.” Sadie said.

Tim had chosen the plain but beautifully crafted silhouette of a howling wolf made from copper. It sparkled in the fairy lights and looked amazing. “That’s truly beautiful.” Liam praised and Tim beamed. 

Okay, I am curious: What do you think Liam put in the calendars for his Betas? I am curious to see where your mind goes with it, so be as wild as you want. No pressure of course, I just thought it would be fun. I wrote most of the chapter after a horrible day at work today, especially the situation between Liam and Theo got me emotional. I still hope you guys liked the chapter. Comments? Wishes? Anything?

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Hey guys! I had this crazy idea I can't get out of my head: RFA+V & Saeran in some disney scenario lmao. But! They're the 'princess' and MC is the 'prince' :D Just a random example to illustrate my point: Jumin is a rich and bored prince and only his tigress Elly is bringing him joy, but then this sneaky plebeian girl rolls up singing 'I can show you the world' lol

This is a really creative prompt! Hope you like these~

Zen:

(Cinderella)

Zen thought he was just a lowly boy in a household with his brother and mother 

His mother wasn’t the kindest of people

She made him clean a lot and she rarely let him leave the house

She never praised him for his actions, and always put him down for his looks

It grew to the climax when you, royalty, invites him to a ball

His mother locked him up in his room and refused to let him out, attending the party herself

Then one day, a fairy–er–godmother named Seven visited him and freed him from his room

Using magic, Seven dressed him in the finest suit and placed two glass roses in his suit pocket and sent him on his way

His beauty caught your eye, but there was something else about this man that intrigued you

You asked him to dance, and afterwards you both retreated into the nearby garden

You saw his kind heart and knew there was something about him

But then the clock struck midnight, and he rushed away from you in a fluster

A glass rose had fallen, miraculously intact on the stairs

You determined to find this kind heart someway or another

Meanwhile, Zen returned to his life unsatisfied with everything, but managing nonetheless

When he finds out you’re searching for someone with a glass rose, he’s ecstatic 

With the help of Seven, he manages to bypass his mother’s schemes and show you the matching rose

You two live happily ever after in a castle

Yoosung: 

(Sleeping Beauty) 

A prince with brown hair born to a kingdom and his name was Yoosung

His three fairy caretakers gave him gifts at his birth

Zen gave him beauty, which changed his hair to a bright blond

Jumin gave him wealth and wellbeing

Before the last gift could be given, an evil witch named Rika Morgana intruded and put a curse on him

So, as the last gift, the fairy V bestowed on Yoosung a blessing that made him go into a deep slumber instead of death

The king and queen still worried for their son, so they sent him with the three fairies to grow up away from troubles

Years later, Yoosung had a tendency to wander away from the small cottage

It was on one of these outings he met you, a princess from another land

He feels like he’s met you before, and instantly falls you *Cue Once Upon A Dream playing*

When he returns to the cottage and the fairies find out, they instantly separate you two to his chagrin

In his fit of anger, he runs away from the cottage and stumbles upon a castle

Morgana tricks him into pricking his finger and Yoosung falls into a deep sleep

But Morgana also pulled you in, luring you into the castle and becoming a dragon

She tried to kill you off but you persevered and slayed the dragon, suddenly motivated by saving Yoosung from his sleep

You rescue him by giving him true love’s kiss

You two return to the castle, reunite with Yoosung’s parents, and live happily ever after

Jaehee: 

(Frozen)

Jaehee was in charge of a kingdom after your parents died

But she had these special powers that she was unsure of and didn’t know what to do with

So she did her best to suppress her power and hide…even from you

But finally the day came where she was coronated, and you two would finally bond…you hoped

You met a man there…he seemed amazing

He was a prince and you two just seemed to click, and his name was Jumin

But Jaehee disagreed when you said you wanted to marry him

The argument caused her powers to slip out and the whole kingdom fell in fear

So she fled, and you couldn’t catch up though you tried

On your way to find her, you met a tall, really handsome man who somehow joined you on your search

This man, Zen, seemed to give you advice about marrying a man you just met and how it was ridiculous and how men were beasts

He also had this quirky reindeer named Sveven

On the way, you also met this happy little ball of snow named Yoosung

With their help, you found Jaehee’s castle of ice and approached her

Things didn’t go well and you got shot in the heart with ice

Zen hurried you out of there to the magical trolls while Jaehee continued to detiorate in her fear

When he hears about the act of true love, he takes you home to Jumin

Only, Jumin betrays you for the sake of a kingdom and takes over for awhile

Finally, Jaehee embraces her power and before she can be annihilated by Jumin, you intervene

This act of love melts your heart of ice

You and Jaehee  bond again and everyone lives happily ever after

Jumin: 

(Aladdin) 

He was a prince who was locked up in an extravagant castle

His father wanted him to marry, but Jumin wasn’t thrilled with the idea

One night, he kissed his tiger Elizabeth the Third before sliding over the wall in disguise to see the city

Not knowing much of commoner ways, he soon got lost, but thankfully a peasant girl intervened and helped him through

He had never felt a connection with anyone before you and he found the night flew by

Unfortunately, you were caught by his palace guards thanks to his father’s evil advisor Sarah Choi

Meanwhile, Sarah convinced his father, by nefarious means, to betroth Jumin to herself

You escaped prison, in the meantime, and followed a Sarah in disguise to find a genie lamp

You entered a cave with your monkey Saeran and passed a few obstacles

You befriended a magic carpet named Yoosung and found the genie lamp

The genie named Seven offered you three wishes, so you started your transformation to be worthy of Prince Jumin

With Seven’s help, you appear as a princess and go to Jumin

Your first meeting is rough, but you take him on a magic carpet ride and somewhere along the way he founds out you’re the peasant girl from the market place

Unfortunately, so does Sarah Choi

She plans your downfall but ultimately fails

You and Jumin end up together after all, despite your varying classes, and live happily ever after

 Seven:

(Tangled)

Saeyoung was a prince with magical red hair

As a result, he couldn’t cut it or the hair would turn normal

Because of this, he was kidnapped by a cruel woman and locked in a tower while she claimed to be his mother

He was never allowed to leave and didn’t have any friends but his chameleon Vanderwood

Still he had this longing to see the stars near the castle

One day, while his evil mother was out on “errands”, he made up his mind to finally leave the castle

But his plans were thwarted when a thief broke into his house while on the run from the castle guards and their dedicated royal horse Saeran

“What brought you here? Fate? Destiny?”

“Your brother A horse.”

He makes an agreement with you that he would return your stolen crown if you took him to see the stars

You agree, though you try to get rid of him somehow

He has a bunch of mood swings, feeling happy at his freedom but also guilty for leaving

Unfortunately, you drag him into your own problems as you try to run away from your old partners in crime

Finally, you make it to the city where you reunite with your enemy…Saeran…who happens to be protective of Saeyoung

Still, since it’s his birthday you two get along and spend a day in the city

During this time, you realize you had fallen for him and you want to quit your old life

Your magical boat ride underneath the stars goes awry when Saeyoung’s mother intervenes

You get wounded, you cut his hair, but in the end everything ends up okay

You get free from your life, Saeyoung ends up with his happy family, and you live happily ever after

Saeran: 

(Hercules)

You never really fit in anywhere because you had magical powers that made you super strong

After seeing you struggle, your parents revealed that you were actually the daughter of a god

But Hades intervened and drained you of your divinity, but your powers still remained

With this information, you went to training with the best of the best…Zen

With his help, you got even stronger and better

On your very first mission, you came across a damoiseua in distress

Only…the boy could handle himself

You found out the boy’s name was Saeran, and you were completely infatuated with him despite Zen’s warnings

Hades finds out Saeran met you and suddenly traps him into another agreement

Saeran is forced to lure you into a trap where Hades can get rid of you forever

But he finds himself falling in love with you on the way

When you and Hades face off, Saeran sacrifices himself, getting himself sent to the underworld

Desperate to get him back, you venture there and pull out his soul from the pool 

In the process, you showed you were truly the daughter of a god and regained your divinity

With your newfound power, you sent Hades back into the underworld and are reunited with your divine parents

But…you wanted to stay with Saeran

So you gave up your immortality to stay with Saeran and live the rest of your lives happily

V: 

Winnie the Pooh

V is Winnie the Pooh

MC is Christopher Robin

Jumin is piglet

Seven is Tigger

Yoosung is Roo

Jaehee is Eeyore

Saeran is Rabbit

They all live happily…no drama happens…everyone has a happy ending

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This Week in Review

April 23 – May 7

 FANTASY

Once Upon a Time

Season 6: Episode 18 – Where Bluebirds Fly

In flashback, Zelena befriends a young woodcutter who has been cursed and turns to her for help finding a new heart. Zelena is forced to choose between keeping her powers and her friendship with him. Meanwhile, in Storybrooke, Zelena decides to take on the Black Fairy and put a stop to her, once and for all, against Regina's wishes, and the Charmings disagree over Emma and Hook's wedding plans.

So this was more of a Zelena proving herself episode. She keeps trying to do the “right” thing and ends up messing it up even more. She tried taking on the Black Fairy, and yet made it worse and made her more powerful. The backstory of her with the tin man was mostly exposition to get the heart she needed. When she completely screwed up, it seemed like she would actually go back to Oz. But then she decided against it and sacrificed something she cared about dearly in order to save everyone. It would have been a fitting ending for Zelena, as it feels like the writers have had little to do with her character lately. But her giving up her magic seemed to help with the heroes’ plan. Now… if only they can figure out how to get the heart back from the Black Fairy.

Season 6: Episode 19 – The Black Fairy

In flashback, after Rumple’s mother, Fiona, learns from his fairy godmother that his destiny is prophesized, she does everything in her power to keep it from happening. Ultimately, Fiona will have to make a decision that will change the course of both their lives forever. Meanwhile in Storybrooke, Rumple faces a similar dilemma.

So we get the backstory to Rumple’s mother. And of course she’s a misunderstood character. Can’t we ever get a character that is just inherently bad and doesn’t have connections to everyone? I suppose that wouldn’t make for good drama. The prophecy about the evil being born the same winter as her son… I think it is safe to say it was not a shock when we discovered it was her. This episode would have been better placed earlier in the season. Giving us a bit of backstory before we saw the evil of the Black Fairy. It would have allowed the audience to sympathise with her a little bit more. The final scene with Gold was both intriguing and heartbreaking at the same time. We love Rumple as a villain, but at the same time, don’t we love him as one of the heroes? With the final battle approaching, it will be interesting to see who will be on whose side.

NEXT WEEK

Season 6: Episode 20 – The Song in Your Heart

In flashback, Snow and Charming make a special wish that Emma will be protected. The result of their wish has the whole kingdom bursting into song which infuriates the Evil Queen. Meanwhile in Storybrooke, the Black Fairy announces her plans to unleash another curse on the town while Emma and Hook prepare for their wedding.

  PARANORMAL

Lucifer

Season 2: Episode 14 – Candy Morningstar

Two weeks after Chloe’s near death, Lucifer has gone off the grid, cutting off all contact from his family and the police department. He materializes just in time to help solve an up-and-coming guitarist’s murder and introduces the department to a ditzy stripper named Candy, a mysterious new woman in his life. While Lucifer’s mom desperately tries to contact her son, Chloe tries to push him away. Lucifer must find a way to prove himself in order to be invited back onto the team.

Welcome back Lucifer. And Mrs. Morningstar. It was interesting to see Chloe jealous, but uncertain why she felt this way. The arrival of Candy was Lucifer’s way to deal with the fact that his father was the one who put Chloe in his path to begin with. But it was all too good to be true. Of course it was not as it seemed. Watching the family and the department run around in circles trying to figure out what Lucifer had planned was almost as good as Candy discovering different things during the murder investigation. It was entertaining to watch this episode, and the little bits of comic relief were perfectly placed.

NEXT WEEK

Season 2: Episode 15 – Deceptive Little Parasite

When it is discovered that the flaming sword is the only hope for the family returning home safely, the pressure is on for Lucifer to control what he has never been able to control before – his emotions – in order to ignite it. Meanwhile, Chloe wants to air some emotions of her own, but when a therapist and head of admissions at a prestigious private school turns up dead, the team must get to the bottom of it

 IZombie

Season 3: Episode 4 – Wag the Tongue Slowly

Clive’s patience is tested when Liv consumes the brain of a murder victim who had the reputation of being the ultimate office gossip. Meanwhile, Blaine and Peyton continue to grow closer as they wait to see if Ravi is able to reverse the effects of the cure. Lastly, Major is one step away from fulfilling a promise.

Sadly this is the episode where we see the serum for the cure not working. Blaine does not regain his memories, which for him is a good thing, but for Major it is a bad thing. Major is dying due to the cure, and his only chance is to take the serum. And if he does, he’ll forget everything. Peyton is put in the middle of the dilemma, because she really likes the new version of Blaine, and would be able to forgive his past deeds. But in doing so, without the memories coming back, a friend of hers could die.

Season 3: Episode 5 – Spanking the Zombie

When Liv consumes the brains of a dominatrix, her bossy and controlling personality makes everyone a little uncomfortable, especially Clive. Meanwhile, Blaine and Peyton have a heart-to-heart.

You have to love dominatrix Liv; she took on that role very well. It was a bit difficult for Clive to keep her in line, but luckily he now knows that she is a zombie, and can just explain the kind of brain she had eaten. And fair warning, the final scene with Liv and Major certainly kicked me in the feels, and made me hope that he keeps his memories. They seem like the couple that could never get together properly, but the one we all want to see end up happily ever after. But, because it is television, we’ll have to wait for a very long time, or never, to get it.

NEXT WEEK

Season 3: Episode 6 – Some Like it Hot Mess

To help Clive solve the murder of an irresponsible narcissist, Liv consumes her brain and literally becomes a hot mess. Meanwhile, Peyton learns some shocking news. Lastly, Ravi experiences a major setback.

 Supernatural

Season 12: Episode 19 – The Future

Sam comes up with a way to stop Lucifer’s baby but Castiel has something else in mind for Kelly. Dean is furious when he finds out someone stole the colt. Kelly makes a bold choice about the baby’s future.

Poor Castiel, always trying to do the right thing, but in the wrong ways, and always getting crap from Dean about it. But this seemed different. Castiel wanted to take the baby to heaven to kill it, Sam and Dean wanted to try something to take away the baby’s powers given to him by Lucifer, and Kelly wants to have her baby with all his powers. It seems that the baby was already beginning to protect Kelly from certain dangers, and so protecting himself. It is certain that Kelly will die in giving birth to her new son, but she is aware of this. By the end, Castiel makes yet another decision that leaves us with dropped jaws, and he swears to protect Kelly and her unborn child, to be born with all his powers. But, thanks to the fight with the prince of hell, the Colt is now broken and they have no way of fighting the next battle.

Season 12: Episode 20 – Twigs and Twine and Tasha Banes

Alicia Banes calls Mary for help after her mother, Tasha, goes missing. Sam answers Mary’s phone and he and Dean head out to help Alicia and her twin brother, Max, find their mother who was hunting a powerful witch. Meanwhile, Mary starts to have some doubts about the British Men of Letters.

The case with Alicia and her brother was interesting enough; it is always interesting when old characters make reappearance on a show. We also learn how Sam and Dean don’t allow others to do what they have done. They have sacrificed and broken the rules for each other so many times it’s almost comical when they die, but they will not allow others to do that for the ones they love. It could be viewed as a holier than thou situation, or they could be doing it to protect others. They know the consequences if something goes wrong, and they seek to protect everyone. But while all of this is going, it’s hitting the fan with the British Men of Letters. Mary starts digging into the truth and this episode really starts to kick off and set up for the next few episodes of the season.

NEXT WEEK

Season 12: Episode 21 – There’s Something About Mary

Sam and Dean are alarmed when they learn hunters are being killed by suspicious “accidents” all over the country. They decide it is best to find Mary and make sure she’s safe. Meanwhile, Toni is back in the states and she and Mary face off.

 SCI-FI

Doctor Who

Season 10: Episode 3 – Thin Ice

The Doctor and Bill visit London during the last of the River Thames frost fairs in February 1814. They soon discover that there is something under the ice which is causing people to disappear.

Bill really shines in this episode as she sows her humanity towards the children on the ice. She shows her compassion and her generosity and helps the Doctor to see it as well. How many of you were expecting to see another version of the Doctor and River Song when he took her to the Frost Fairs in 1814. This episode must have occurred after that event because of the thaw. So, River Song’s birthday must be in January. It would have been interesting to see a glimpse of River’s hair or perhaps they walk past another TARDIS, just as a shout out to the viewers. But alas, this was a Doctor and Bill episode. This companion is really starting to grow on me.

Season 10: Episode 4 – Knock Knock

Bill is moving in with some friends and they’ve found the perfect house – so what if it’s strangely cheap to rent, and the landlord is a little creepy? The wind blows, the floorboards creak, and the Doctor thinks something is very wrong. What lurks in the strange tower at the heart of the building – and why can’t they find any way to enter it?

Things with Bill seem a little different from other companions. With the others, the transition between their personal life and their life with the Doctor seemed more narrated. But with Bill, it seems like we just jump into the thick of it. This works for this character. It worked when she was introduced, her character, her interests, and now this situation. The house was creepy up until the point we discovered what exactly it was. The idea that the house was eating people was really fun; it reminded me of a movie I saw once. The twist at the end seemed to be given away far sooner than the characters caught onto it, about who the woman was. In the final few moments when the Doctor enters the vault, it is uncertain who is inside, playing the piano. But given the tune they were playing, it is highly possible that it would have been the Master or Missy, depending on the regeneration that the character is in. I’m curious to hear your thoughts on this subject.

NEXT WEEK

Season 10: Episode 5 – Oxygen

The Doctor, Bill and Nardole answer a distress call in deep space, and find themselves trapped on board space station Chasm Forge. All but four of the crew have been murdered – and the dead are still walking! In a future where oxygen is sold by the breath, and space suits are valued more highly than their occupants, the TARDIS crew battle for survival against the darkest evil of all…

 Please be advised that the comic book shows will have their own weekly post this season, just changing things up a bit. Please keep an eye out for the Superhero Low-Down

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Who’s The Most Feminist Disney Princess Of Them All?

Rex Features

When the first trailer for the live-action remake of Beauty and the Beast was released last November, the two-minute clip set a new record for most views in its first 24 hours alone.

Since then, the remake, which sees Emma Watson playing the bookish heroine, has supplied us with plenty of 1998 nostalgia–illustrating, once again, the remarkable staying power of the Disney princess. But with Beauty and the Beast's entrance into the modern era–and what a tumultuous and monumental era it is–our childhood protagonists are now subject to modern scrutiny.

While Belle serves as the poster child for brains-before-beauty, Watson has given the princess a more realistic, feminist makeover for the revamp. “In the animated movie, it’s her father who is the inventor, and we actually co-opted that for Belle,” Watson told Entertainment Weekly. “I was like, ‘Well, there was never very much information or detail at the beginning of the story as to why Belle didn’t fit in, other than she liked books. Also, what is she doing with her time?’ So, we created a backstory for her, which was that she had invented a kind of washing machine, so that, instead of doing laundry, she could sit and use that time to read instead. So, yeah, we made Belle an inventor.”

The original set of princesses were created between 1937 and 1998, meaning that the OG fairytale leads lack the advantage of more modern Disney ladies like Tiana, Rapunzel, Ella, and Merida, who lean more heroine than princess simply because of the time they were sketched. But with the imminent arrival of Beauty and the Beast, we found ourselves wondering: How do Disney's original princesses stack up in 2017? To be respectful of each princess' circumstance–they're all feisty in their own right–we created a matrix that compares their level of defiance to their intentions.

Read on for our full analysis of the original eight, their stories, and their fairytale flaws.



1. MULAN


Backstory Refresh: When the Huns invade China, the government calls for one man from every family to join the Chinese army. In order to keep her aging father home, Mulan bandages down her breasts, lobs her hair with a literal sword, and goes full male to join the forces. Even though her initial military skills are weak and she needs to endure daily training sessions where in her captain repeatedly sings that he’ll make a man out of her, Mulan becomes a pretty badass warrior. Her true gender is only ever discovered after she is slashed in the chest by the Hun leader. Ultimately, she is the key player in rescuing the Imperial City and Emperor and her super buff captain falls in love with her.


Fairytale Flaw: N/A. At no point her story does Mulan stray from her true feminist ideals and strong family values.


Modern Day Translation: Modern day Mulan would stick to her non-gender conforming standards of style and behavior even when she develops a baby crush on the stereotypical hot jock. She would put her family and friends over herself and throw support behind their causes.



 

 




2. BELLE 


Backstory Refresh: When her father is trapped in the Beast’s castle, bookish Belle sacrifices herself to take his place. When she’s not gossiping with the fine China, she is gradually befriending the Beast, who is a total jerk (albeit his mood has certainly suffered from being shunned from society). When Belle finds out her father is in danger, she returns to the city. Meanwhile, Gaston, the vain village hottie who feels entitled to Belle’s affection, goes after the Beast but ultimately dies because he hates books and you can’t survive in this world without intellect. Belle, apparently chill with body hair, smooches the Beast and he returns to his true chiseled form, Prince Adam.


Fairytale Flaw: Although Belle ultimately falls for a man well outside of society’s traditional standards of attraction, she also falls for a man who is totally domineering and emotionally immature because she believes she can change him.


Modern Day Translation: Belle can spot and take down a misogynist at the drop of a baguette. But her determination to better a man who treats her poorly despite how it may inconvenience her (like being held prisoner in a castle) is a bit naive.



 

 




3. JASMINE




Backstory Refresh: Princess Jasmine spends her days avoiding arranged marriages to high falutin royal suitors and her nights sneaking out of the castle to hobnob with the middle class of Agrabah. Here, she meets man-of-the-street Aladdin who shows her common decency and so she falls for him. Still, he requests that his genie make him into a prince so he can deceive Jasmine into loving him, but she assumes he’s just another royal and is uninterested in his newly gained socioeconomic status. Ultimately, Jasmine is awarded the opportunity to choose who she wants to marry (her father literally changes the law that said she couldn’t) and she chooses “street rat” Aladdin.


Fairytale Flaw: Jasmine pretty much holds her own against the oppressive standards, which pretty much say her marriageability defines her status as a woman. She does, though, at one point, reduce herself to an object of sexual desire in order to seduce Jafar.


Modern Day Translation: Jasmine is a strong, empowered woman who believes you can be equal parts smart and sexy. She chooses a poor boyfriend to financially support, going against the traditional man-saves-a-woman narrative because he emotionally supports her. Unfortunately, sometimes the only power a woman can wield over a man is physical, but Jasmine uses her sexuality for a pretty noble cause.



 

 




4. CINDERELLA


Backstory Refresh: After her father dies, Cinderella lives and works for her evil stepmother and stepsisters. She is literally enslaved and used as the family servant. With the help of a fairy godmother, though, she is able to attend the royal ball where she encounters a prince who becomes immediately smitten with her. She only has until midnight and flees the ball, leaving behind her trendy, but definitely uncomfortable, glass slipper. The obsessed prince uses his privilege to force every eligible maiden to try it on until he finds Cinderella and marries her.


Fairytale Flaw: TBH, Cinderella doesn’t have too much opportunity to stand her ground as a captive in her own home. But she does defiantly make it to the ball, even if she only wanted to go to find a man.


Modern Day Translation: It might not push the most progressive narrative, but you can’t knock a girl for wanting a night on the town to manhunt with her friends.



 

 




5. POCAHONTAS 


Backstory Refresh: Pocahontas is the original free spirit. She is a walking flower crown full of beauty and good vibes, which is exactly why she doesn’t want to marry stern warrior Kocoum. When the white English settlers come and set up shop on Native American land, Pocahontas encounters the very Aryan John Smith, whom she quickly becomes enamored with. They kiss and basically set off a war between the settlers and the tribe. Smith is sentenced to death, but Pocahontas stops her father (the tribe’s chief!) just as he is about to kill him. When Smith asks Pocahontas to return to England with him, she declines, choosing instead to stay with her tribe.


Fairytale Flaw: Although regarded and remembered as one of the fiercer Disney princesses, Pocahontas endangers her entire tribe and actually gets a couple people killed to be with a guy.


Modern Day Translation: There’s no denying Pocahontas is a true badass female. But a man is rarely worth losing your connection to your family and friends. She makes the right decision to ultimately put her romance to the side and stay with them, but she sort of owed it to them after all the drama.



 

 



6. SNOW WHITE


Backstory Refresh: In order to avoid having her heart cut from her chest (upsetting!) by for her evil, super vain stepmother, Snow White flees into the forest. There, she encounters seven dwarves whom she befriends. She works in their cottage, cooking and cleaning, while they mine diamonds during the day. She’s poisoned by the queen, though, and falls asleep. The dwarves think she’s dead and build a rather stunning glass coffin to lay her to rest above ground. A year later (!!!), she is visited by a prince she met prior to her escape into the forest who smooches her and wakes her from her slumber. They live happily ever after even though Snow White was essentially decaying for an entire year.


Fairytale Flaw: Snow White is the most passive of all Disney’s leading ladies. She never tries to escape her servitude to her nasty stepmother and her first instinct upon arriving at a cottage full of little men is to cook and clean for them.


Modern Day Translation: She might be the most passive, but she’s also Disney’s oldest (Snow White and Seven Dwarves was released in 1937) so we’ll give her a pass on the lack of progression.



 

 




7. AURORA, "SLEEPING BEAUTY"


Backstory Refresh: After Maleficent basically condemns Aurora to die on her 16th birthday (by a sewing wheel of all things), another fairy alters the curse to have her fall into a deep sleep instead, only to be awoken by true love’s first kiss. Aurora is then raised by that fairy and her two fairy sisters and essentially exists to aimlessly walk about a beautiful scenic forest while singing, which she genuinely seems okay with. She meets and immediately falls in love with a charming man with an impressive tenor. After the fairies tell her she can’t see him again, Aurora runs off and is, of course, manipulated and led to the spinning wheel where she pricks her finger and falls asleep until prince man wakes her up with his mouth.


Fairytale Flaw: Sleeping Beauty shows absolutely no real drive or need to create or find a purpose for herself. She only displays any level of passion when she, as a teenager, is told she can’t date the random singing boy she met in the wilderness.


Modern Day Translation: Sleeping Beauty aimlessly wanders through life until she falls victim to her own naivete and needs to be saved by a man.



 





8. ARIEL


Backstory Refresh: Fiery red-headed mermaid Ariel is fiercely curious and interested in a world beyond her own. In fact, she hates her own neighborhood so much and wants to be human so badly that she’ll do anything to be “part of that world,” even if it means disobeying her king dad and regularly spending time at the surface of the ocean gazing at humans. Without any contact at all, Ariel falls in love with human man Eric, who has two legs and well-coiffed hair. She visits sea witch Ursula and trades her magical singing voice for a pair of legs to woo him with. After a ton of drama and her father being turned into a polyp on the floor of the ocean, Ariel is actually saved by Eric. Her excessively forgiving father turns her fin into permanent legs so she can marry him.


Fairytale Flaw: Although inspiring in her rebellious nature, Ariel misdirects her defiance, risking her and her father’s life for a dreamy land-boy. She trades her voice and her home to be with a stranger she saw playing flute for a few minutes from a distance.


Modern Day Translation: Impetuous and passionate as she may be, Ariel committed the most disempowering sin when she gave up her voice for a man. And then, after all that trouble, her father still has to grant her freedom.





This article by Lindsay Dolak originally appeared on InStyle.com.