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His Love

|Aegon II Targaryen x Fem!Reader|

Part Nine

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Summary: Being a bastard born in the slums of Flea Bottom was all you were known for. Not the streak of white you had in your dark hair, the violet ring around your pupils, or how your sharp tongue and skills with the blade resembled your father, Daemon Targaryen. You were just a bastard, nothing more, but to him, to Aegon Targaryen, you were everything. You were his love.

Author's Note: I feel like a broken record, but THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR SUPPORT!! I have never found people who have loved something that I love like y'all. I wanna giggle, twirl my hair, and kick my feet, but I also need to scream into the void to get these big feelings out. xD Finally, we have reached the beginning of the end for our sweet main character, but with the loss of innocence breeds growth and strength for the future.

Chapter Warnings: It's Game of Thrones. What do you expect? A happy ending?

You had traveled from your solar to your bed chamber, to the door again, unable to rest for a moment. Your lip throbbed, and your cuticles were stained with crusted blood. Your hair hung loosely over your shoulders. The unknown was gnawing at your insides. No one would answer your cries.

The hours dragged on, and soon the sun was setting for the next day. No one had come to open your doors. Servants had not come to give you meals or help you undress.

You survived on pure adrenaline, your limbs constantly shaking as time ticked on. Your mind was set on what could happen to Lyra and Sara. The power of the Targaryen's had no limit. If they wished, they could destroy an entire House. Sons, daughters, mothers, and fathers wiped out with a single dragon's breath.

There was no escape for you, not now, not ever. You had to accept the destiny the Gods had paved for you with a stiff lip as a soldier on the battlefield.

A breeze ruffled your skirts, securing your arms around your torso for warmth and comfort. Another gust whistled through the cracks in the stone walls, the glass in the windows crackling to adjust to the sudden temperature change. You followed each noise, eyes darting across the room. You ran to your wardrobe as your mind raced with ideas, taking a regal woolen cloak with a three-headed dragon embroidered over the left breast.

You rushed to the other side of your bed chambers, feeling the wall for any indentation or crack where Lyra had entered your room the other night. There was no time to scold yourself for not remembering such crucial information as your fingers quickly searched. Finally, you felt a small crack in the wall that was not there from age as you pulled, scraping your nails across the stone. The metal hinges creaked as you opened it, a gust of damp air blanketing your exposed flesh, your hair standing on edge.

No torches lined the way, cobwebs hanging just above ones head as you peered into the darkness. Quickly, you grabbed a candlestick, using that as your only light source as you entered the black tunnel. You had no clue where this led, having no choice but to keep going forward blindly.

You hoped you were using your time effectively. The thought of someone coming into your rooms to let you out while you traversed through the endless night crossed your mind, and doubt began to fester.

It seemed there was no end to the labyrinth of the Red Keep until you spotted another secret entrance. It would be easier to navigate the castle once you were back in the lavish halls; you just prayed wherever you entered was unoccupied.

The door was heavy, catching on a ledge you could not see as you opened. You attempted to remain quiet as you shoved the door with your shoulder, a dull pain radiating through your chest as you tried again, the passage finally giving.

The Gods answered your prayers as you found yourself in an unfamiliar hall. You breathed a sigh of relief as you gathered your surroundings. Luxurious rugs of red covered the floor, drapings of House Targaryen's crest lining the walls as you shut the door, finding its place around the many similar stones. No guards were posted in the corridors, which raised alarm in your mind, but you pushed it away, following your gut. You trusted your instincts to guide you taking in deep breaths as you wandered blindly.

The castle was eerily silent, the sun hidden under Blackwater Bay. The only sign of life was the burning torches and candelabras hanging from the walls. No servants bustled as they did during the day, carrying miscellaneous objects to an unknown destination.

As you rounded a corner, you saw a familiar painting you passed on your daily path to your lessons with Septa Mariam, finally recognizing where you were. Only a few more paces and you would be near the council room, where you were sure to find some form of life.

"My lady, you seem lost," a voice startled you from behind. You clutched your chest as you turned, seeing a knight in shining silver armor and a white cape. You had seen his face before, tan skin with a light dusting of scruff and short black hair.

"Ser," you chortled, attempting to laugh off your evident scare, "you frightened me."

"The hour is growing late, my lady. You should be in your chambers," he said, stepping closer, his palm on the hilt of his sword.

A lump formed in your throat, threatening to choke your words. "I was hungry," you answered, the lie rolling off your tongue quickly. "I have not eaten since near noon and could not wait any longer for my maids seemed to have disappeared." He took a step forward, and you took one back, mirroring each other's moves.

"What is your name, Ser Knight? I do not believe to have made your acquaintance, yet." Your eyes flickered back to his sword, his hand never leaving it.

"Ser Criston Cole," he answered. "The sworn protector of the Queen, and I have strict orders from Her Grace to keep you in your chambers."

You stumbled backward, tripping over your skirt as Ser Criston grabbed your bicep. "Unhand me, Ser!" You shouted, attempting to tear your arm away from him. He was far too strong, a Kingsguard with years of training, and you, a simple malnourished peasant, years younger than him.

"I have no quarl with you," he grunted as you smacked him with your fist. "I must take you back to your rooms by order of the Queen."

You managed to yank your arm out of his grip, your heel catching on the edge of your skirt as you fell. Your head smacked the stone floor, the carpet providing no cushion as the pain shook your skull. Ser Criston kneeled, stiff and uncomfortable in his armor, as he attempted to pull you up.

Before you could think better of it, your leg kicked him in the chest. He slumped over while he gasped for air, certainly not expecting a girl barely half his age to have such strength. You had evaded the capture of the Gold Cloaks your whole life. Running away from men in shining armor was not new to you. It was just more difficult in an elegant dress.

Ser Criston struggled to keep up with your fast pace, your strides unhindered by layers of metal and leather. You had no clue where you were going, only knowing it was away from him. You heard shouting behind you and the sound of more thundering feet than just one man as you jumped down a flight of stairs, using the wall to propel you forward. You continued your sprint, not stopping even as you run into a male servant dressed in red, knocking a tray of polished silver onto the ground.

You ran until you met a large corridor, the most extensive doors you had ever seen at the end. You realized they were made of oak and bronze as you barreled through, slamming them behind you. You turned to scan the surroundings of what you could only assume with the Great Hall. As you gasped, a handful of people stared at your sudden entrance.

You did not know where to keep your eyes. A man who was not the King sat on the Iron Throne. A man with a curly beard of chestnut brown and hair to match with strands of white sat in his place, the pendant of the hand pinned to his left breast. The Queen stood beside him, her wavy hair not styled but still just as beautiful. She had a look on her face, a mixture between shock and anger, as the pursuing knights finally caught up to you.

Lyra and Sara stood at the steps to the Throne, their hands and feet bonded in shackles, a guard on each side of them. Fear lowered Sara's head, a despondent expression on her tear-stained face as Lyra kicked her. A silent communication between long-time friends that you did not understand until Sara smiled. Even as Lyra was chained and headed towards an unspeakable end, she still wanted to protect you. You were the last true family she had. Her sister was long dead due to the same family she stood in front of.

She would soon meet Eliana, she decided. It would be nice to see her sister once again finally. She could tell her how you've grown, how you have her grit and determination, how much of a spitfire you have become, how apples are your favorite. Eliana would undoubtedly laugh at that.

"I was..." Ser Criston started to say, out of breath after such a long chase, "I was just escorting the lady back to her rooms, Your Highness." He addressed the Queen, ignoring the Hand that sat on the Throne. "Please forgive the intrusion."

The Queen and the Hand nodded, Alicent wrapping her arms around her forest green dress and turning away.

Ser Criston grabbed you by the back of your neck, jerking you toward him before you could think to run again. He was more determined this time. His ego was bruised because of a little girl, and he realized he needed to treat you as a man, snatching your arms behind your back as you pulled away from him. You slipped from his grasp again and ran to Lyra as if you could change her fate.

If the King were here, or perhaps your father, they would see the pain this sentence would bring you and hopefully stand on the side of reason. But they were not here as you fell to your knees at the steps of the Iron Throne, Lord Otto Hightower staring down from his nose at you.

"Please, My Lord, please!" You began to sob, clasping your hands together as if praying. "Please spare them! Do not put their punishment on my hands! They are good and kind people, trying to save their only kin from being taken away."

Ser Criston and another member of the Kingsguard came from behind, lifting you to your feet by your underarms. Lord Hightower flicked his fingers, dismissing you, and adjusted himself more comfortably atop the seat of swords. You continued your struggle, two men much more difficult than one, as you thrashed about in their hold.

"My Queen! My Queen! Please, I beg of you, do not take my only family," you cried, racking your brain for anything you could use to find kindness within her. "My mother died on the birthing bed after she bore me! I never knew her love, never knew what she looked like. I can only imagine her likeness when I see her sisters face."

Queen Alicent did not turn to see your tears, picking ferociously at her cuticles until the thin piece of skin ripped clear to her knuckle, blood oozing out of her porcelain skin.

"I cannot bare the loss of another on my heart. The weight will surely break it," you shouted across the Great Hall as the Knights dragged you out. "An aversion to commit murder is not a weakness! Your late Lady Mother would surely feel the same!"

As the door closed behind you, you saw it—a twitch. A slight turn of the Queen's head gave you hope-- licked the flame in your chest as Lyra gave you one last reassuring smile.

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What was left of your staff was waiting for you in your solar. Izola and Caldia stood with their hands clasped and heads down, solemn expressions on their faces. You did not need to speak with them about what happened, for they already knew, no doubt, a witness to Sara's arrest. You wondered if they knew about her and Lyra's plans and if they tried to help but thought better than to ask. You didn't want to cause another person to suffer on your behalf.

"My lady," they both curtsied, eyes still downcast.

You nodded and walked past them, placing your cloak on a stool and heading to your bedroom. "I would like a bath," you stated without the familiar kindness in your tone. The Targaryen's had stolen that from you. You didn't want to be the sweet and considerate person they expected.

"Yes, my lady," they said in unison, curtsying as before, and ran to fetch some warm water.

You became detached from your body as your subconscious controlled your actions, unlacing the front of your dress and shimmying the top layer off. You didn't care to place your garments into a neat stack as you usually would, thoughtless as you left them in a pile on the floor. The stone didn't cause its typical spine-chilling shiver as you walked to your vanity and fixed your hair, slouching on the cushioned stool. Though the brush was lying plainly before you, you could not see it, your eyes not registering with your mind, unable to form cogitations or feel any emotions.

Your arm lifted like a puppet on a string, picking up the brush as its silver handle glinted in the candlelight and ran it through your hair. You could feel the stinging of your pulled roots, the teeth catching on the tiny knots that appeared throughout the day's mayhem and continued to rake through boorishly.

You studied your reflection. Your cheeks had become fuller than the day you arrived here. Instead of a sallow hue to your skin, it was now flushed, with a red undertone rich from blood. You looked... beautiful, and you hated it.

You loathed what your good health meant, what was lost and taken from you. Sorrow for the years ahead filled with longing for a life you once had.

Your ladies returned with buckets of steaming water, interrupting your storm of thoughts as they went to the tub.

You had gone your whole life without bathing regularly, and you took full advantage of now being able to. You had requested the bathtub be kept in your bed chambers at all times, a decorated partition to be put in front of it as they helped scrub your body. You were used to eyes on you while you washed, a routine quality of living with a house full of women, but these felt different.

They were not Sara, Caldia, or Izola's concentrated stares but ones you could not see. The thought of someone lurking in the shadows, their pupils dilated as they watched the water drip from your sanguine flesh, made the hairs on the back of your neck stand.

"My lady, the bath is ready," Caldia said as if speaking to a startled animal, ready to jump out and bite.

Maybe she was right to be afraid, you thought.

You placed the brush back onto the wooden vanity, removing the final layer of clothing and revealing your naked body. The water was too hot, almost burning your skin, but you did not care, only releasing a sharp intake of breath as you submerged up to your neck. You did not feel the same apprehensive feeling as you had the past times you bathed, which soothed some of the tension held within your shoulders as you sank into the tub.

Izola kneeled beside the wooden pool, laying the products neatly on a stool beside her. She dipped her hands in the water, stifling a wince from how hot it was as she began to lather some scented soap on her hands.

"I thank you, Izola," you turned, facing the two handmaids, "but I wish to bathe myself tonight." Both women gawked, stunned by your unusual request. "And you also, Caldia, I thank you for everything. You both have made this prison feel somewhat of a home to me, and that is more than I could have ever asked for."

They shared a worried look, but in the end, relented, unable or unwilling, you did not know, to refuse your request.

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You did not think. You did not move as the summer sun burned your skin, sweat dripping down your neck and temples. Your mind and body were immune to any stimulant. All you could feel was a deep, hollow, consuming darkness devouring your heart. A tangled mess of rage, desperation, and anguish gnashing its teeth in your chest as you stared at the unblinking faces, their mouths gaping as flies landed on their tongues.

Lyra's bright, sapphire eyes were now glazed over. She and Sara's heads were next to each other on a wooden pike displayed on the battlements of the Red Keep for all to see.

You could no longer stand to look at them, the sight turning your bones into liquid.

With the consent of the Small Council, the Hand of the King concluded in a matter of hours that the attempted abduction of a member of the royal family was one of the highest treasons and that no punishment other than death fit the crime.

"Look at them," Daemon commanded, finally speaking after long moments of silence. He was leaning against a pillar, his leather gloves clasped together at his waist.

You refused to move your head, your eyes focused solely on the cracks in the pale Red Stone flooring.

"Look at them," he demanded of you once again, but you still did not listen as your teeth digging into your sensitive lip.

He strolled over wordlessly, his pace not matching his tone from earlier as he stood beside your trembling form. A speck of blue flew across your vision, too quick to register, as a bird landed on Sara's stiff head, pecking at her decaying eyes.

"Remember this," Daemon spoke, your watery gaze snapping to his, "remember how this made you feel and keep it. Lock it away inside you until need it's rage." He turned to you, his head tilted downward and peering through his blonde lashes. "Until you need it's pain, hurt, and sorrow brings forth your strength."

"It is your fault this happened," you snapped, unthinking, fists balling at your sides.

"Do not blame me for the Madam's choices. Had she not hidden Elaina's pregnancy you might have grown up privileged and these girls would still be alive." You frowned, glaring at him with slanted eyes and downturned lips.

You were unable to refute his point. Perhaps you could have been royalty if Ma had decided not to hide your mother away. But the rumors of deaths surrounding Daemon's alleged bastards were not something Ma would test.

"The Hightowers killed your family, beheaded an ignorant servant girl who thought she could do good." He placed his palms on your shoulders, rubbing his thumbs soothingly across your collarbones and the base of your neck. "If you wish to protect those you love, you must stay here; let me take care of you as I should have all those years, raise you as my daughter, and we will make these Green Bastards regret the day they stepped foot in the Dragon's Den."

As you clasped your hands onto his wrists, you stared back into your father's eyes, an inferno raging behind your violet-brimmed pupils. You were going to destroy House Hightower and all who supported them. Their plans or aspirations would never come to fruition as long as dragon blood flowed through your veins.

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My life is moving super fast atm. I quit my super-toxic job, and I'm graduating from my program in two days! My work culture was so bad to the point where I was contemplating suicide. I had a post in my drafts spoiling the entire plot of this story that I would post when I went through with it. Coincidentally, my therapist was on freaking vacation during that whole time. xD

I already have anxiety about all the exams and finals I have to take to become certified in what I do, and the added stress of a hostile work environment was just too much for me. I didn't think I would have the mental strength and ability to get out of bed and attend school, which meant I probably wouldn't graduate for some time, and I was also constantly dreading going to a place where I saw others ridiculed and bullied around me.

Long story short... it was not a fun time, but I'm past it and headed for better places!

Thank you so much for supporting me with everything I do, no matter how late an update is. xD

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the-stove-is-divorced · 7 months ago

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Hi <33

Do you have a “guilty pleasure” (trope, character, au etc.) to read or write? C'mon, you can tell ussssss ❤❤❤

HI!!! ( ´ ∀ `)ノ～ ♡♡♡

And I think I'm pretty self indulgent, that I suppose most stuff I write is my guilty pleasures ??? Just straight up tons of angst, if not whump, I honestly adore, haha! Gimme a protagonist suffering a burden they never asked for, learning to lean on others, and I will drag them into some new kind of misery istg. Even my more comedic stuff, someone is suffering in some way, hehe. Also time travel / time loop angst. It's so good. The sudden change to everyone else while they slowly lose their shit? GOLD!

But, there's def more specifics, like: the trope of characters turning evil has me in a choke hold like nothing else, usually. Whether that's like alternate universe, magical artifact, what have you, I will be re-watching whatever episodes/chapters those are with glee. I guarantee I have watched every aired episode of Spider-Man's venom arc in any animated series, except for 1994 series. Like, I said, choke hold. (The best arc is in Specular Spider-Man, which should not be surprising.) OH, AND truth serum. Classic, stunning, iconic. Also if a character has a destiny/role/responsibilities they suddenly reject, I am sat. When they choose themselves and healing >>>>> .

Also, usually just like, evil/villainous cartoon women has me giggling and kicking my feet when they're on screen. Twirling my hair as we speak. Especially if they have a temper. Oh, and I usually don't like shipping but like...freak for freak. Whatever Hannibal and Will got going on from Hannibal series? Incredible. Utterly compelling. It's not a romance but it also is, if you think about it, but also beyond that.

#calendar girl from btas you have my heart always #ICONIC #that whole show is tbh #ALSO JASPER FROM SUF AND AZULA FROM ATLA #one day i will write the azula fic of my dreams but she is just like me fr (sorta kinda don't worry about it)#but yeah if these tropes appear I AM SAT. WATCHING/READING.#i'd love to write a comedic hannibal fic but i don't have it in me #i love asks hehehehehhe #asks #also simple lil guy: i see two former enemies forced to interact and i lose my mind a little #ALSO MUTUAL OBSESSION #i never see oftene it but it's so yummy to me #ok i will stop rambling in the tags now ty for the askkkk

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onlyjaeyun · 1 year ago

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my goodness. just read the final updates on poison and lord everything is going so well i’m tearing up💔 low-key heartbroken that the story is coming to an end but as long as it’s on a good note and a happy ending then everything will be okay 👍 really glad that sumin is fr out of the picture now, hee & yn are stupidly in love with eachother and sunghoon & ning are also stupidly in love with eachother just- the way this story developed and came along really just makes my heart wanna burst for some reason and ik it’s still not the END end but i fr feel like these last few chapters have been like some sort of farewell to poison ☹️ but anywho !! i hear a jay smau on the way? 👀 strictly business you say? i’m more than excited i’m jumping on my bed kicking my feet in the air while twirling my hair excited fr. your stories and plots never disappoint and everytime it’s just pure perfection, like ever since i discovered u from hype boy i haven’t been disappointed not even ONCE and jus- thank u zadie fr for taking ur time on writing, thinking and editing and all the above for making these masterpieces like your talent with story making is gen immaculate and woah just saw the ask about a jake angst ?? chill pls 💔 anywho ! sending u sm love & hugs & kisses i hope ur taking care of urself <33

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BABY!!!!!!🥺🥺🩷 not me giggling and all whenever you're in my inbox im lit in love

but yes, you know i'd never give y'all a bad ending im not that mean 😭 and i hope i'll have enough time to give you guys occasional bonus chapters so that's smth to look forward to!!!🥺

and please dont mane me cry rn i will literally lose my mind that is the sweetest thing EVER!!!🥺 thank you so much baby, i hope you know how much your words mean to me, i lit keep them so close to my heart all the time

and i dont wanna give too much thought to the jake angst just yet bc i dont wanna burn out but i think at around mid december we're gonna go full on angst with my angel boy so be ready 🫣🫣

sending you the fattest kiss baby, take care of yourself!🩷🥺🧸

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na-ta-sh-aa · 6 months ago

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I’m giggling, kicking my feet in the air, screaming into my pillow, twirling my hair and blushing, this chapter was so good!!! I literally became obsessed with them (in a good way) and their interactions! I liked so many things about this chapter especially the intimacy and the harmony that is growing between them🥹🫶🏼 and I think one of the parts where these details are highlighted the most is when they took a bath together. Not only for the intimacy of the gesture but I also think for the fact that Jake always wants to be close to her and in her company and how he can already read her and understand when something is bothering her just by looking at her, I loved these details so much!

“He was taking charge, but he never made you feel small or stupid for your lack of experience. He just didn't seem like that kind of person. And besides, you did manage to turn him on for the third time, and instead of letting him sneak away, you got him to stay put on the couch with you.”

This is another thing I absolutely love about Jake, the fact that he doesn’t make her feel uncomfortable about her lack of inexperience, but instead guides her and teaches her everything with sweetness and gentleness!

"Mmhmm. You caught onto that, did you?" You felt his tongue trail along your skin before he said, "Wasn't about to make you feel obligated to take care of it for me in any way."

He is truly a gentleman🥹

"Are you sore, Darlin'?" he asked, setting butterflies off in your belly. "I was a little rough with my fingers."

"I'm glad," he crooned. "But if you're sore, you could take a bath."

The attention he has towards her, the way he always makes sure she enjoyed what he did to her and that he wasn't too hard, I will never get tired of reading them and above all they will never stop making me feel butterflies in my stomach!

“Your brow furrowed. "You're taking a bath with me?"

“He raised one eyebrow and took a step away from you. "Unless you don't want me to."

“Once again, you were surprised by him, but not disinterested in the idea of having him join you in the tub. "I want you to."

I loved this interaction so much! I loved how Jake almost took it for granted that he would be in the tub with her and how right away when she asked him if he would bathe with her he specified that he would only do it if she was okay with it🥹and I loved how she absolutely didn't expect to have Jake's company but at the same time she didn't hesitate for a second and immediately agreed! I also find bathing together so intimate, I love it!

“Of course he would have them. He brought you home which meant he probably did the same thing every weekend. Maybe he even had more than one girl each weekend. One for Friday night and one for Saturday night. Maybe he'd fuck you and then offer to drive you home soon so he could go back to the bar tonight and find someone more his speed. Someone who knew that condoms came in different sizes.”

“You couldn't let yourself get jealous or sad, because there was no point in it. This was practically a business deal. Jake was helping you get ready for Cooper while he got his rocks off as many times as he wanted to. No more, no less.”

Oooh no, I felt so bad for her in this part, like she felt inferior. It's true that there is an agreement between her and Jake but no one can deny that the more time they spend together the more they seem more comfortable and in tune with each other, and I love them so much!

“Jake had never shared his bathtub with anyone. Soaking in the hot water until it was almost too cool to stand was one of his guilty pleasures that he never planned on letting someone else experience, too. He usually brought a beer in with him. One time he drank an entire bottle of champagne. But he always did it alone. Until today, apparently. Something about the way his cum was drying on your skin while you kissed him made him want to take the time to clean you up. And he also realized by how his wrist felt that he'd gone pretty hard with his fingers.”

If only they could read each other's minds! Darlin’ would definitely be much more at peace knowing that she's not the only one who's having new experiences but that Jake is also experiencing things with her that he's never done with other women, and that makes me so excited, because I love seeing how Jake is "breaking" his habits that he had with other women.

"You're all the way over there."

“Jake reached for your hip under the water, wrapped his hand around you, and pulled you closer to him. Your eyes went wide, and you turned to brace your hand against his chest. Some of your cold drink splashed onto him, but he just muttered, "That's better," while you set the glass down on the edge of the tub.”

“He licked his lips and shook his head. "I don't think I've ever been quite this sweet before." When you finally smiled again, your eyes softened, and Jake kissed the bridge of your nose. "You might as well get comfortable, because I don't get out until the water's cold."

"Mmhmm." He took another sip of his beer. "And I expect you to tell me what kind of pizza you want for dinner, too. And why don't you tell me what you're studying in school while you're at it. And how you usually spend your weekends."

“Jake sighed and let his head tip back. "I don't think I can fuck you until I've taken you on a proper date. So... will you have dinner with me at my dining room table?"

Awww I loved this part so much! I'm glad Jake cleared up some of Darlin's doubts and reassured her and the fact that he wants to give her a proper date was so sweet!🥹

“That's why you want to lose your virginity? So you can please him physically?" You shrugged again. "Remember how I told you that it's never about the guy?"

“He reached for your chin and tipped it up so you met his eyes. "That goes for everyone, but especially Cooper. Okay? There's nothing wrong with you, Darlin'. You got everything just right."

Awww the way he is so thoughtful and makes sure she knows her worth and doesn't let men use her is amazing! Darlin’ is definitely stronger than me, I would have literally forgotten about Cooper. As hot as this Cooper is I'm sure he'll never reach Jake's level!

“He kissed your forehead and said, "This is the one and only time I'm letting you choose the toppings."

Why can't I stop thinking that Jake will probably think about her for the rest of his life when he eats a pizza with this topping?😭

“His fingers slipped slowly along your jaw until they were digging gently into the back of your neck. He studied your pretty face and memorized how his clothing looked on you while your gaze stayed fixed on him. "Are you sure you still want to do this with me?" he asked softly. "Because you don't need me to fix anything about you since there's nothing wrong to begin with."

“You didn't hesitate as you told him, "Yes. I want you for my first time, because you're sweet and I know you're not going to hurt me. I don't always need to explain myself for you to know what I need. I want you. Not Cooper and not Rooster. You."

Aww the way he asked her if she's really sure she wants to do this with him and how she reassured him was so beautiful🥹

"Better get those extra large condoms," you told him with a soft laugh.”

“He kissed you and guided you back toward his bed, and you stretched out luxuriously beneath him, his hand resting on the elastic at your hip. "You got nothing to worry about, Darlin'. I'll take care of everything."

Okay but can we take a minute to appreciate the beauty and sweetness of this sentence "You got nothing to worry about, Darlin'. I'll take care of everything." he always manages to reassure her and put her at ease. Awww Jake Seresin you literally won my heart🫶🏼

Every time I finish reading a chapter I have butterflies in my stomach and a smile on my face. What a wonderful chapter that was! I really love how there is this natural sense of domesticity between them, just as I loved how Jake reassured her more than once about various things that could upset her, I really appreciated that. I love how they are so comfortable and in tune. But I have this anxiety inside of me that all of this might end. As I said before if I were her I would never leave a man like Jake, who treats me the wonderful way he has treated Darlin’ all along. I loved it so much when Jake made sure she understood her worth, he cares so much about her and would always want her to be treated the way she deserves and I think this is a really unique and beautiful thought from Jake (and I also think it can maybe underline the fact that he is really falling in love with her). I keep hoping that after they do it, I don't know, something will click inside them that will make them realize how literally perfect they are for each other, so that she will say goodbye to Cooper and be with Jake and he will finally have a girl to love. I can't wait to read the next chapter I'm so excited, I literally can't wait. I know I've told you a thousand times now but I absolutely love your writing style and how you make me fall in love with the various characters you write about. And I absolutely love this series!!!💗💗💗✨✨

Mr. Right Now Part 5 | Hangman x Reader

Summary: Jake can't pinpoint why he feels the need to make you understand that you're special. Or maybe he can, but he's too afraid to admit it to himself. You are completely out of your depth, but you know you'd rather drown with Jake than be with anyone else right now.

Warnings: adult language, sexual touching, oral sex, fingering, cum play, 18+

Length: 3700 words

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Female Reader

Why is Jake on my masterlist!? Mr. Right Now masterlist

Jake was surpassing all of your expectations. You were already three orgasms deep on the weekend, and you just met him less than a day ago. He was sweet and handsome, and right now he was kissing your lips softly on his couch as he held you tight. You couldn't help but smile against his mouth as the sticky coating of his cum spread from your tummy to his hard abs as you and he made out at a luxurious pace.

He was taking charge, but he never made you feel small or stupid for your lack of experience. He just didn't seem like that kind of person. And besides, you did manage to turn him on for the third time, and instead of letting him sneak away, you got him to stay put on the couch with you.

"Were you really going to try to jerk off alone again?" you asked as he kissed his way down the side of your neck.

"Mmhmm. You caught onto that, did you?" You felt his tongue trail along your skin before he said, "Wasn't about to make you feel obligated to take care of it for me in any way."

Okay, so Jake was kind of a gentleman. So much so that he still hadn't fucked you. And he still hadn't told you when he was planning to. The crazy thing was, you now understood that he could probably make you come a dozen other ways that didn't involve his cock at all. You were impressed. You were also a little sad that once you and he did get around to that little matter of eliminating the fact that you were still a virgin, you'd be on your way.

"Are you sore, Darlin'?" he asked, setting butterflies off in your belly. "I was a little rough with my fingers."

You moaned softly and tipped your head back. "It felt amazing. I liked it."

"I'm glad," he crooned. "But if you're sore, you could take a bath."

You perked up even more. A bath in his big tub sounded delightful, and once you started moving, you realized you were a bit more sore than you originally thought. "I want a bath," you told him, and you left a mess of his tacky cum on him when you stood up. You suddenly remembered you were completely naked and covered in his semen as you ducked your face away from him and muttered, "I wasn't sure what the texture was going to be like. It's really sticky all over me now."

Jake stood and pulled you close again. "Gets messier and harder to clean up when it starts to dry. But you didn't seem to mind me coating you up since it was your idea in the first place."

You pressed your lips together and muttered, "I never saw a guy come in real life before. I was curious. And it was so hot."

Something like possessiveness flashed in his eyes. "And then, to my surprise, you started playing with it," he added with a dangerous smirk, and you turned away from him in embarrassment, because maybe you weren't supposed to do that at all. "Do you hear me complaining?" he asked, pressing his lips to your shoulder. "That was some advanced level kinky stuff. Just wasn't expecting it. But I am not complaining. Let's get you in the bath."

Jake kept his arm around your waist as he led you back to his bedroom and then to the en suite bathroom where he cranked on the hot water before turning to look at you in all his naked glory. "I'm going to grab myself a beer for bathtime. Something about hot water and a cold beer is very satisfying, and maybe you can learn all about it after your next birthday. You want another crystal goblet of ice water?"

Your brow furrowed. "You're taking a bath with me?"

He raised one eyebrow and took a step away from you. "Unless you don't want me to."

Once again, you were surprised by him, but not disinterested in the idea of having him join you in the tub. "I want you to."

He half smiled in response. "And the goblet of ice water?"

"Yes, please," you told him with an eye roll. Then he was gone, and you were left with the soothing sound of the tub filling up while you went in search of a washcloth. You found some in the small closet just inside the bathroom door. Along with extra towels, razor blades, and a half empty box of extra large condoms.

Of course he would have them. He brought you home which meant he probably did the same thing every weekend. Maybe he even had more than one girl each weekend. One for Friday night and one for Saturday night. Maybe he'd fuck you and then offer to drive you home soon so he could go back to the bar tonight and find someone more his speed. Someone who knew that condoms came in different sizes.

You couldn't let yourself get jealous or sad, because there was no point in it. This was practically a business deal. Jake was helping you get ready for Cooper while he got his rocks off as many times as he wanted to. No more, no less.

"Here you go."

You startled a bit as Jake held out your wine glass filled with ice water, and he took a long sip from his bottle of Sam Adams. "Thanks," you whispered, and then he pressed his cold lips to your forehead before nodding at the tub.

"Get in and get comfy."

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Jake had never shared his bathtub with anyone. Soaking in the hot water until it was almost too cool to stand was one of his guilty pleasures that he never planned on letting someone else experience, too. He usually brought a beer in with him. One time he drank an entire bottle of champagne. But he always did it alone. Until today, apparently. Something about the way his cum was drying on your skin while you kissed him made him want to take the time to clean you up. And he also realized by how his wrist felt that he'd gone pretty hard with his fingers.

You looked too fucking cute with the steamy water up to your shoulders while you sipped from the condensation coated stemware. But you were quieter than you had been in the living room, which bothered him, because he had gotten used to your constant chattering and your smartass comments.

He slipped one foot into the hot water, and you scooted a little further forward. When he had both feet in, he eased himself down until he was sitting with you tucked between his legs. But you were facing away from him, so he couldn't see your face as he asked, "Is the temperature okay for you?"

"Mmhmm," you hummed, sipping your ice water.

He leaned back against the tub and took another sip of beer, but you remained where you were. "You comfy?" he asked.

"Yes," you whispered, your back still to him.

"Well, I'm not," he said blandly.

"What's wrong?" you asked right away, turning to look at him over your shoulder, finally letting him see your pretty face.

"You're all the way over there."

Jake reached for your hip under the water, wrapped his hand around you, and pulled you closer to him. Your eyes went wide, and you turned to brace your hand against his chest. Some of your cold drink splashed onto him, but he just muttered, "That's better," while you set the glass down on the edge of the tub.

"You could have just asked me to scoot closer."

Jake studied you and took another long sip of his beer before setting it down next to your glass. "You haven't complained once when I've touched you."

"I'm not complaining," you whispered, so he stroked your waist, and you snuggled in a little closer to him. "I'm just wondering when you're going to fuck me."

He kissed your forehead as you looked up at him. "You're playing by my rules, remember?" he muttered.

"You don't have to be so sweet just for me." Jake's fingers froze on your body as you added, "Unless you're always like this? Making breakfast for your overnight guests? And cuddling in the bathtub? I guess that makes more sense."

But he wasn't always like this, and he wanted to tell you that. But he knew he didn't have the right to say anything at all when you really only needed him for one purpose. Once you got what you wanted from him, you'd be gone.

"Are you always this sweet?" you whispered, wet fingers wrapped around the back of his neck as you looked up at him through your lashes.

He licked his lips and shook his head. "I don't think I've ever been quite this sweet before." When you finally smiled again, your eyes softened, and Jake kissed the bridge of your nose. "You might as well get comfortable, because I don't get out until the water's cold."

"Cold!" you complained as he held you tighter. "You expect me to stay here until it's cold?"

"I'm staying for dinner?"

Jake sighed and let his head tip back. "I don't think I can fuck you until I've taken you on a proper date. So... will you have dinner with me at my dining room table?"

"Yes."

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A proper date. The words were bouncing around in your mind even as Jake stretched out on his couch in his gym shorts while you were almost completely on top of him, wearing his clothes. "You're wrong," you told him, shaking your head and pushing his hair off his forehead. "You have the wrong opinion about pineapple on pizza, and I refuse to believe I'm the first person who has ever told you so."

His hand on your butt flexed as he laughed. "Nobody else would dare. Except for you. Go ahead. Tell me what else I'm wrong about."

"Well," you said with a huff of pretend annoyance, "you ate your eggs sunny side up this morning. Wrong. And you didn't already have your bedroom window open to listen to the sound of the ocean last night. Wrong." You paused for a beat before saying what you'd been thinking about for a while. "I would say you're wrong about needing extra large condoms, but I did see and feel you, so maybe you do. Not wrong."

His deep laughter rumbled through his chest, and you jostled slightly on top of him. "You found my stash in the bathroom?" he asked, but he didn't sound annoyed.

"I was looking for a washcloth."

He hummed and asked, "How many condoms are left in the box? I haven't checked in a couple weeks."

"About half." You looked him in his pretty green eyes. "Does that mean you haven't had sex in a couple weeks? Or that you just haven't been using condoms?"

"I always use condoms," he replied immediately with a little nod, and you believed him. "Lesson seven: never skip a condom. Guys are pigs. Don't let them cut corners."

He kissed the corner of your mouth, but all you could say was, "So you haven't had sex in a little while?"

Jake nodded again. "Was getting a little sick of the bar crowd, to be honest. At least until you dropped your fake. Kicking tag chasers out of my bed in the middle of the night isn't much fun anymore."

"What's a tag chaser?" you asked, running your fingers through his soft hair.

His cheeks tinted with pink as he said, "Women who go after guys in the military. Some of them think it's fun to 'collect' tags. Some of them are hoping to trap a guy for the marriage benefits. Different reasons. Same name. And you absolutely can't let them spend the night with you."

You wanted to laugh, because this actually sounded like your roommate, Kylie. But then you remembered why you went to that particular bar in the first place and who you were originally looking for. Your eyes went wide. "Wait. Am I a tag chaser?"

Now he was hooting with laughter. "I don't know, Darlin'. Are you? That little leather skirt screamed yes, but your smart mouth and the fact that you didn't care that I was an aviator are telling me no."

You thought about it for another second and said, "I'm not one," while he laughed some more. "I couldn't be! You let me spend the night."

He reached for his phone as he said, "Yeah, well you're different, aren't you? I'm going to order this pizza."

"Okay," you whispered, letting your cheek rest on his chest as he tapped his screen and then held his phone to his ear. He was looking at you as he said, "Yeah, hi, a large pizza for delivery, please." He paused for a second and then said, "Toppings? Since I'm with a girl who has weird ideas about pineapple on pizza, just wait to hear how horrible this thing is going to sound. Are you ready?"

You were laughing with your face buried against his arm as he gave his address and credit card number, and when he hung up, you screeched, "Jake! You're ridiculous. And wrong! It's going to be the best pizza ever."

"Sure," he said sarcastically before sitting up with you on his lap. He nipped at your lip as he added, "It'll be about thirty minutes before it gets here, Darlin'. I think we have time to review some of your lessons if you feel like it."

A smile bloomed across your face as you asked, "Which lessons?"

"Whatever lessons you want."

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You told Jake you wanted to review lessons two and three, and now you were naked on his couch with his face buried in your pussy and his hands wrapped around the backs of your thighs. Foreplay and oral sex were two things you clearly loved. He spent about ten minutes making out with you and hitting all the spots that left you dripping wet, and then he treated himself to a taste.

"God damn," he growled, lapping at you as you tugged on his hair. Once again, you got him rock hard as goosebumps trailed down his neck. "Fuck."

"Jake," you whined until his mouth was back on your clit, and then you sighed contentedly. He knew he could get you off before the pizza arrived, and he also knew he'd be amped up for you later. He was excited. You excited him. He wanted to be so good.

"Jake!" You came apart on his tongue, rolling your hips up for more pressure. He rewarded you for knowing what you wanted by sucking on your clit, and he enjoyed every second of your orgasm. Every little sound. Each tug on his hair. The way your body seemed to relax into the couch cushions once you were fully sated. And then there was a knock on his door.

"Don't move an inch, Darlin'," he teased, kissing the apex of your thigh.

"I can promise you I won't," you whimpered, arm tossed over your eyes as you ran your fingers slowly up your body.

He chuckled as he walked to the door, and then he realized that he was wearing nothing but a pair of gym shorts and a raging boner. He grimaced and tried his best to hide himself with his left hand while he pulled the door open. You were just in the other room, completely naked on the couch, and if you sat up, the pizza delivery kid who looked like he was your age would have front row seats to the show of a lifetime.

"Thanks," Jake muttered, taking the pizza box and quickly closing the door. Then he walked to the table, his cock merrily bobbing along the way. He started to grab plates and get you another wine glass of ice water, and he had to pause to consider why exactly he felt the need to make this seem like a date. He'd already been over every bit of your body with his mouth and hands. He could have just fucked you by now. He desperately wanted to. But he needed you to understand that you had to go for the guys who weren't just setting out to take advantage of you. That you needed to make them work for it.

Jake turned when you made a soft sound and wrapped your arms around his waist. You were wearing his clothes again, and he collected you against him. "It smells good," you muttered.

He kissed your forehead and said, "This is the one and only time I'm letting you choose the toppings."

Your laughter rang out as you sat down with your ice water. "I guess I better make it count then. And that's such a typical guy thing, to think their pizza topping preferences are the best."

"Yours are just wrong," he replied quickly, dropping a slice onto your plate before putting one on his own. He watched you take an enormous bite and smile as you chewed it up. "But you're cute, so you can get away with it."

You looked satisfied with his comment as you asked, "So, you usually make other girls eat the grotesque topping combination you prefer? Is that why you don't have a girlfriend?"

"Wow. Okay," he replied with a laugh while he sat down, enjoying your smirk. "You think this Cooper guy is going to put up with you, smartass?"

You cocked your head to the side like you had forgotten all about him. "I thought we weren't supposed to be talking about him anymore? That was lesson number one."

"You're not allowed to bring him up," Jake reminded you. "But I can. So what's so great about him anyway?"

You nibbled on your crust and kind of shrugged. "He's pretty hot. And he asked me out four times. I keep telling him we can go out soon, but I know he's going to stop asking if I don't actually pick a day and do it." You paused and looked at your glass of ice water as you said, "I should have just slept with someone by now. I don't want him to be disappointed that I'm a virgin who doesn't know how to do anything."

Jake grunted and set his pizza down. He'd been with his fair share of women, but there was nothing disappointing about you. The way you got him going was unparalleled, and even though you claimed you didn't know how to do even the basics, you definitely had his number. The hair pulling and cum play and little noises you made were all unintentional but so fucking hot. And now he was annoyed.

"That's why you want to lose your virginity? So you can please him physically?" You shrugged again. "Remember how I told you that it's never about the guy?"

"Yeah."

He reached for your chin and tipped it up so you met his eyes. "That goes for everyone, but especially Cooper. Okay? There's nothing wrong with you, Darlin'. You got everything just right."

You nodded and swallowed hard, and Jake was so fucking jealous of a college kid, he wanted to scream. "Okay, Jake," you whispered. "I believe you."

His fingers slipped slowly along your jaw until they were digging gently into the back of your neck. He studied your pretty face and memorized how his clothing looked on you while your gaze stayed fixed on him. "Are you sure you still want to do this with me?" he asked softly. "Because you don't need me to fix anything about you since there's nothing wrong to begin with."

In an instant, you planted your hand on his thigh and leaned all the way in to kiss him. He realized he was still a little hard from giving you head as soon as you nudged him, but he didn't mind you knowing how badly he wanted you. He didn't stop you as you eased yourself onto his lap without breaking the kiss, and when your body settled against his, you moaned softly.

Jake pulled away and watched you chase him for more before your eyes fluttered open. "I need to hear you say it," he whispered, hand creeping up inside the shirt you were wearing. "Is this what you really want?"

You didn't hesitate as you told him, "Yes. I want you for my first time, because you're sweet and I know you're not going to hurt me. I don't always need to explain myself for you to know what I need. I want you. Not Cooper and not Rooster. You."

The shirt you were wearing fell to the floor next to his chair, and Jake ran his rough fingers along your sides, making you shiver. He kissed you softly as his hands found the undersides of your breasts. "This pizza is going to taste even more disgusting cold," he murmured as you arched into his touch. "But I can't wait any longer for you."

You smiled against his lips before you stood, taking his hand and guiding him to his feet as well. Then you led him to his bedroom, and he got lost in your little glances along the way.

"Better get those extra large condoms," you told him with a soft laugh.

He kissed you and guided you back toward his bed, and you stretched out luxuriously beneath him, his hand resting on the elastic at your hip. "You got nothing to worry about, Darlin'. I'll take care of everything."

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dulcewrites · 1 year ago

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ended up outer range bc i love your writing n was interested ur rhett fics but wasn’t sold on him at first but now i’m giggling, twirling my hair, kicking my feet in the air 😵‍💫 those chaps he wears while bull riding 🤭 thank you for introducing me to my latest hyperfixation<3

Another Rhett doll added to the bunch… everyone cheered

omg yay I love that I’m introducing people to new things 😭🫶🏽. I honestly have a couple of fixations I’m always tempted to write about but never have. Mainly bc of time and not wanting to start to many things that I can’t finish. also bc the fear of flopping. Its a content validation thing I think. but its nice to hear my work has lead people to new media.

#my sports fixations??? oh honey #maybe one day….

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chaosciara · 1 year ago

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Okay, so M1

Had a date with him 2 weeks ago, at this really cool bar, which he picked out. We met up, the conversation wasn't awkward at all considering this was our first time meeting in person. He suggested me some drinks based on my preferences, and we started drinking. My love, I got plastered after two drinks, he was only buzzed after 3 (and one of his drinks was absinthe??). One thing about me is, I lose all my uptightness and composure, and I will be pasted to the person I'm with. At some point my leg was next to his, then I just took his hand, he reciprocated. I know it's the bare minimum but goddam it was refreshing to be the one to initiate and have it reciprocated so respectfully. Like yeah, I had to let him know what was okay but once we established that he knew all the what, when, how. We talked for a bit, I was falling asleep, and he asked me if I wanted to go out for fresh air, I was hesitant because I was very disoriented and I was wearing boots so good chances I might stumble, so he was like okay we'll just go sit outside then. We left the bar after a few minutes, and just stood outside it. He was like we can sit here, and drunk me's concern was, "This is outside a bar, we don't know how many people might have pissed here, I'm not sitting there", so we just stood, with me just hugging him (it wasn't even hugging straight up vertical cuddling), and this boy threw his bag to the ground when he saw that I wanted to hug.

We stood there for like 10 minutes until I got some of my senses back. Then we walked to a bench, sat down, and talked for another half an hour. He had his arms around me, and I was just not shutting up (I LOVE DOING THAT). After that we walked to a nearby bridge, stood looking over the water. We talked, again completely pasted to each other. Another important detail, he's almost a foot taller than me, so I had to get on my tiptoes to hug him by the neck, and this little shit goes, "You don't have to do that, I will bend down, my back muscles are strong". Then I finally gave him a peck on the cheek and he goes, with this really soft gaze,"Can I kiss you?" I nod yes, and he follows up with, "I'm sorry, I should've realised earlier and asked." Ciara, at this point I'm giggling and twirling my hair and kicking my feet in the air in my head. So, we kiss. He doesn't shove his tongue down my throat, points on that, he also doesn't make the dead face beforehand, and he is very gentle about it. Again, bare minimum but thank gods (I am the same anon who had the disaster kissing story months ago).

After the first kiss, he says, "You're such a good kisser" (which I think was a lie but whatever), and oh em gee. We kiss a few more times, I had red matte lipstick on, this white boy's lip are completely stained red. By this point I'm sober but we still sit down and talk for quite a while. Then, he walks me to the station and I tell him I had fun, and he cheekily says that can happen again if I want to.

Wow. I need to get together. Embarrassing.

ANONNNN ANOOOOONNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! this is the cutest freaking shit what the hell???????

that sounds like the perfect first date! and I’m so glad the kissing was good (I remember our discussion about kissing being a ??? cause why does it not feel how you think it’s supposed to feel)

MCKWLJCLWPFJLAOFMALW I’m in love with all of this! I hope you guys have more dates and it’s all delightful and magic and comforting and full of laughter!

this is all so exciting!

#I’m so jealous of the cuteness anon! ugh please send updates when you can!#ciara’s convos #anon loves #anon’s bachelorette bonanza

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fantasmadelaciudad · 3 years ago

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jon sims (the archivist) to me will never ever be a white man but i think. that jonny sims 100% wrote him as one. and while i don’t like to entertain hc’s of jon being lighter skinned/white, the sheer IMPLICATIONS of him being (basically canonically) white within the narrative make me SO insane.

#the whole show changes so much depending on if u see jon as white / a poc #it’s also so funny tj see my reaction to them i think #white!jon makes me want to tear him apart and shake him bc all of the choices he makes are so insane.#jon as a man of color however makes me want to laugh and twirl my hair and kick my feet up in the air and giggle while he makes terrible #choices. like. king u are commiting SO many crimes rn i am in love with you <3 #NQNWNWNDNE #anyways.#so upset that tma’s fanbase would rather talk about shipping or whatever instead of talking about the much more interesting implications of #race and ethnicity in the magnus archives.#HWJEJFJF ok byeeeee #emyrs.txt

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moonpetrichors-blog · 2 years ago

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AHHH HIHII!! i luv ur work it literally has me twirling my hair and shi, i was wondering if u could write a neteyam x navin reader where the reader is like playing with tuk and neteyam realizes he was in love with reader on the spot the whole time and he could imagine like a future with the reader aswell?? TYSM I LOVE UR WRITING SM

Something About You

Tags: Neteyam x Omaticaya!Reader, Fem!Reader, Fluff, Crush Blush, Longing Look, Tuk is The Best Wingman, Good With Kids

Warnings: None

One afternoon, Neteyam had to watch over his youngest sister. You insisted on accompanying him, and he agreed, not minding the extra help. As you played with Tuk, the thought crossed Neteyam's mind that suddenly, you might just be the prettiest girl he'd ever seen.

EIOEWGHOEH EVERYTIME I SEE ASKS LIKE THIS I START GIGGLING AND KICKING MY FEET LMAOO 😭😭 this idea is super lovely, and tysm for the support, happy new years btw ♥♥ also if u look at the title, I based it off the eyedress song 🤭 italics are Neteyam’s thoughts btw!!

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Neteyam sighed as he followed you and his sister. His parents had requested him to watch after her today, and you had overheard their chat. You asked Neteyam if you could accompany him because you enjoyed playing with Tuk, and he concurred. He's never been sure what his little sister liked to do, so your assistance was greatly appreciated.

Tuk squeezed your hand as you guided her towards the woods. The sun was shining brilliantly, and the foliage was soaking up the warmth. The trees were golden in hue, and you eventually found a large expanse of grass for you and Tuk to romp in.

Neteyam selected a tree to relax against, and settled comfortably while you and Tuk traveled only a little further away. He looked at you both, laughing and spinning around the woodland.

Neteyam was frightened for a moment and nearly leapt out of his seat when you lifted up Tuk to toss her into the air, but he calmed down when he saw how effortlessly you retrieved her again. He cannot help but be concerned about his siblings' welfare, but he knows you're excellent with children. You'd never do anything that would harm them.

Tuk's laugh resonated through the treetops as she pleaded with you to throw her again. She appeared to be having fun, but you suddenly realized that Neteyam must be bored sitting alone and observing.

You caught Tuk once more and gently lowered her on the grass. “Neteyam, why don’t you come here and play with us?”

He shook his head, and smiled. “I’m okay.”

You shrugged, and continued to play with his little sister.

...

You ultimately grew tired of tossing Tuk into the air, so you devised a brilliant plan.

“Tuk, why don’t I decorate your braids?”

She seemed perplexed for a moment, before you clarified that you were going to pick out some flowers to put in her hair. Her eyes sparkled at the thought, and she, of course, answered yes.

Tuk was seated in your lap as you meticulously ornamented her braids with an assortment of various, colorful flowers you had gathered. Neteyam maintained his gaze from a distance, and he began to grin to himself. He thought to himself that you were wonderful with kids, and his smile only grew even wider when Tuk gazed into her reflection in a nearby waterhole.

She giggled with delight at her enhanced appearance. “Thank you so much Y/N!”

Because she was so adorable, you pinched her cheeks.

Tuk scrunched up her nose, recoiling from the action. “Let me put flowers in your braids too!”

You agreed with a nod and sat down in front of her. You failed to notice Neteyam's intense stare at you as Tuk adorned your tresses with the leftover blossoms. The sunlight cascaded over you so sweetly that you gleamed like a gift from Eywa herself. Neteyam couldn't believe he'd never noted how stunning you were, and the feeling was further accentuated by the flowers in your hair. He massaged his burning cheeks with his palm; was he blushing?

Tuk's amusement at using you as her personal doll unabated, and the one idea orbiting Neteyam's short-circuiting mind, aside from how you looked straight out of his dreams, was how natural you were with children. Would you behave similarly with your children together, too?

Wait, what?

He had to mentally scold himself for thinking such a thing. Even though it felt improper to envisage it with you because you were only a friend, he couldn't peel the gaze of burning desire away from you. His brain begged him to suppress these feelings, but his heart and blazing cheeks revealed a different story.

His heart stopped. When you decided to turn around, you met his eyes that refused to look away. Neteyam sucked in a breath, fearful for a moment that you could see into his thoughts. He released a sigh of relief as you merely cracked a smile towards him, not knowing how he was really staring at you.

Then another terrifying thought had crossed his mind. Had he always liked you?

You veered away from Tuk to catch a glimpse of your reflection in the waterhole as Neteyam battled with himself internally. You clasped your hands together, praising Tuk on her work, and hugged her warmly. She was scooped up again and twirled around.

You sidled up to Neteyam after you had laid Tuk down, scratching the back of your neck. The sunshine from behind your figure seeped into his vision as he stared up at you through his thick lashes. He didn't mind that he could only see you.

You looked at him sheepishly. “How do I look?”

He snapped out of his reverie, and stuttered for a moment before registering that you asked him a question.

“So pretty.”

As you looked straight at him stupidly, he threw his palm over his mouth. You were both matching blushes as you were suddenly feeling blisteringly hot. Tuk giggled from behind you, her eyes narrowed at her brother.

It didn't help that she was whispering 'Neteyam's got a cruushh...'

Damn that child.

You turned around to hear what she said, and out of your peripheral vision, Neteyam lifted his fist at her, mouthing for her to quit speaking. When your gaze met hers you arched an eyebrow, but she had already closed her mouth and remained serious. She cracked an innocent smile at you.

You looked back at Neteyam, and decided that all of a sudden you had very, very important obligations to attend to at that moment.

“Well, I think I should get home now, haha!”

Neteyam stood up abruptly, laughing nervously. He was chanting in his head to speak confidently.

He stuttered instead. “Oh, me too, haha! Me and Tuk should be meeting with our parents again.”

You couldn't stop giggling uncontrollably like idiots, and while you were heading in opposite directions, you unintentionally bonked heads. He groaned in pain as he touched the tender region on his forehead, but apologized profusely when he noticed that you were also afflicted.

You couldn't bear how mortified you were, so you let out a torrent of apologies and hurried out of the woodland as swiftly as you could. You couldn't believe Neteyam had declared you were pretty!

In your wake, you left behind a trail of flowers. Neteyam discreetly grabbed and pocketed one. You know, for safekeeping.

There was just something about you.

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Always You

Chapter 26 - I Want Your Love

Note: This beautiful story is finally done. It has been an incredible journey writing this for the past 5 months. I'm eternally grateful to all of my lovely readers who have stuck by me and supported me as the story unfolded. Your support have been a constant motivation for me and I'm really thankful for that. You guys have even helped in editing some of my chapters and I can't thank you enough. You guys are the best!

Summary : A love story chronicling the love and life of Sebastian Stan and Female!Reader. Inspired by Sebastian Stan's recent love life.

In this chapter we'll visit Sebastian's hometown again Constanta, Romania where Sebastian took reader to interesting trips around Constanta with a hidden agenda.

Pairings : Sebastian Stan x Female!Reader

Chapters: 26 / 26 (it's done!)

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Warning : fluff.. many of them, sexual references

Word count : 9k

I want your love

Do you feel like you ever want

To try my love and see how well it fits?

Baby, can't you see when you look at me

I can't kick this feelin' when it hits

All alone in my bed at night

I grab my pillow and squeeze it tight

I think of you and I dream of you all of the time

What am I gonna do?

I want your love

I Want Your Love - Chic

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Soho, New York - December 2022

Y/n opened her eyes slowly and found an empty bed in front of her. She was used to finding Sebastian next to her when she woke up in the morning that it felt strange not seeing him. She sat up and rubbed her eyes and as she did so she heard music coming from outside her room. She stood up and tidied her messy hair with her fingers while walking out of her room. Her face lit up and laughter started to escape her mouth once she got out of her room and saw the scene in front of her.

Sebastian was in the kitchen, dancing his heart out to what she noticed to be a disco song titled "I Want Your Love" by Chic. Sebastian was banging his head up and down and to the sides like he was at a rock concert. Starlene was sitting on her high chair, giggling and laughing as she saw her father danced.

"Oh my God, Seb.." Y/n walked closer to him while holding her mouth with her hand as she tried to hold back laughter.

"Honey, you're awake!" Sebastian stopped banging his head and danced himself closer to Y/n.

"Good morning, sweetheart." He leaned to her and gave her a peck on her lips.

"Good morning, Iubirea mea." Y/n smiled as he kissed her.

He then took her hand and twirled her around and encouraged her to dance as well. She laughed and danced along with him, much to the delight of Starlene. After awhile he let Y/n's hand go and he picked Starlene up from her chair and swung her high into the air as he continued dancing. Starlene laughed and giggled louder as Sebastian swung her up. He then carried her with one arm and held Y/n's hand with his other hand and they danced around the kitchen, moving their hips and feet until the song finished.

When the song finally ended, Y/n took Starlene off his arms and kissed her cheek.

I want your love

I need your love

Just like the birds need sky above

I'll share my dreams and make you see

I'm really there, your love I need...

"Good morning, baby girl."

"Morning, mommy.." Sebastian said in a mock baby voice as he put his face next to Starlene making Y/n laugh.

Both Starlene and Sebastian looked up at her and smiled, crinkling their noses, making Y/n's heart swell with love. She was right, Starlene was like a carbon copy of her father. Aside from having the same gorgeous blue eyes, pointed nose and cleft chin, they also had the same quirks. The way they smiled and laughed were similar, even the way they pouted were similar. Starlene's hair also mimicked her father with the same color and texture. Y/n had compared baby pictures of Sebastian and Starlene and they basically looked the same. Sometimes she wondered if Starlene inherited her genes at all.

"Well you're in such a good mood today, what's going on?" Y/n asked as he touched Sebastian's nose playfully.

"I'm just happy the holidays are near and we're finally going on a vacation together as a family." Sebastian commented, giving her a wide smile, hugged her briefly then pecked Starlene's cheek.

It was almost Christmas. Sebastian and Y/n decided to go to Constanta, Romania that Christmas. They wanted to introduce Starlene to his family in Romania.

"Oh, right. I can't wait for Starlene to meet her cousins. And I can't wait to go back to Constanta. I bet it's going to be beautiful there at Christmas." Y/n commented.

"Well sweetheart, I personally don't know what it's like there now during Christmas. I haven't been back there at Christmas. So I'm as excited as you are." Sebastian said as he poured coffee to two cups.

"I'm sure it's going to be beautiful. Anyway, I still need to pack." Y/n said, putting Starlene back in her high chair.

"I'll help you, sweetheart, don't worry." Sebastian winked as he put a cup of coffee in Y/n's hand.

"Coffee for you my love, with milk and sugar, as you like it." He continued.

"Thank you Iubirea mea, you know me so well." She smiled and gave him a peck on his cheek, then she sat down next to Starlene.

"Has she eaten anything?" Y/n asked as she sipped her coffee.

"No, she was crying when I woke up and I was thinking of preparing something for her but got the idea of the dancing to calm her down." Sebastian sat across from her, sipping his own coffee.

"The dancing worked like a charm." Y/n smiled.

"Yeah." Sebastian smiled.

"Daddy's girl loved watching daddy make a fool of himself, huh?" Sebastian said as he reached out and squeezed Starlene's cheek, making Starlene giggle. But she then turned to Y/n and reached her hand up and started crying.

"I think she's thirsty after all the dancing. I'll just nurse her for now and feed her some bananas later." Y/n said, putting down her cup of coffee. She picked Starlene up from her high chair and held her with her left arm. She then opened the front of her clothes and Starlene started nursing immediately, her small hand rested on her chest.

"While she nurses I'll whip something up for you. How does my signature egg sandwich sound?" Sebastian asked.

"Sounds amazing Iubirea mea." Y/n smiled and reached out to squeeze his hand.

"Good.. I'm going to add a secret ingredient that I just found out could make it even better." He winked and squeezed her hand back.

"Sounds yummy. Can't wait to have a taste." Y/n smiled.

She watched as Sebastian stood up and started to prepare to cook. Ever since he had won the Emmy he had been busy meeting and discussing new projects with various directors and producers. He had become one of the most sought after actors in Hollywood. His schedule for the next year was almost full, only leaving days off a couple of weeks in early January, about a month in the summer and a month at the end of the year. He had finished shooting the project with Renate Reinsve and he was scheduled to start filming the new Marvel movie with Anthony Mackie in Atlanta beginning on mid January. Y/n looked forward to accompany him there. She was a Marvel fan so it really was exciting to be able to accompany him as he shot a Marvel movie.

Despite being busy, Sebastian tried his hardest to help Y/n take care of Starlene. For the first three months it was hard as they adjusted their life with having Starlene to take care of. Lack of sleep was the norm for them especially for Y/n as Starlene nursed often and without caring whether it was the middle of the night or not. They took turns at night to take care of Starlene. Y/n would wake up to nurse her and Sebastian would wake up when she needed a diaper change. Y/n admired Sebastian for being so caring and helpful that he didn't even mind changing diapers. Sebastian adored Starlene and would do anything for her it seemed, and Y/n was very grateful for that.

Things became easier for them as Starlene turned four months old. She gradually shifted her sleeping pattern so she slept longer at night, giving both Sebastian and Y/n longer sleeping hours.

"There you go, sweetheart. Bon appetit." Sebastian put a plate with his signature egg sandwich in front of Y/n with a flourish.

"Thank you so much Iubirea mea. It looks and smells delicious!" Y/n smiled and took a bite.

"Mmm.. this is soo soo good, Seb. Did you put cheese in the eggs?" Y/n asked, her eyebrows raised.

"Mm..hmm.." Sebastian nodded while he ate his own portion of the egg sandwich.

"Oh the cheese makes it a thousand times even more delicious! I love it!" Y/n exclaimed as she took more bites of the egg sandwich.

"Glad you like it honey." Sebastian smiled.

"By the way, I'm going to meet up with Edward, Chad, Charlie and Bill today. We're all finally at the same city at the same time. So, I hope that's okay? I'll help you with the packing afterwards." Sebastian said mentioning his best friends some of whom he had not seen in months.

"Oh of course it's okay, Iubirea mea. Are Nina and Sarah coming?" Y/n asked, referring to Edward's and Bill's wives.

"No they're not. It's.. uh..it's a guy's thing. We're not taking the wives.. or partners.." Sebastian said as he shifted in his seat, averted his gaze from Y/n and went back to eating his egg sandwich, making Y/n feel a bit suspicious.

"Oh okay then. I hope you'll have fun. Say hi to them from me." Y/n smiled.

"Yeah, I will." Sebastian said as he finished his egg sandwich.

"By the way, can I ask you something?" Sebastian asked, sliding the plate to the side and looked at Y/n intently.

"Sure, Iubirea mea." Y/n replied, her curiousity peaked.

"Umm.. you remember Brandon? My stylist's assistant?" Sebastian asked.

"Brandon, yeah of course. Why?" Y/n asked.

"It's weird but..uh..he contacted me this morning asking for my opinion on something. But I don't know, I feel I should ask you too to get a woman's perspective. You know." He said as he whipped his cellphone out from his pocket.

"Oh..opinion about what?" Y/n asked curiously.

"He's planning on proposing to his girlfriend but isn't sure what kind of ring to get." He said as he swiped at his phone.

"Oh okay." Y/n nodded.

"Which of these rings do you like? Umm..I mean which one do you think Brandon's girlfriend will like?" Sebastian asked, showing her his cellphone.

"I don't know her, Seb. So I'm not sure if what I like she'll also like." Y/n said.

"Yeah, true. Just maybe give me your opinion on them?" Sebastian asked, his eyes hopeful.

"Okay." Y/n responded and looked at the rings displayed on his cellphone.

There were four rings on display. All of them had a different design of platinum band, and each adorned a different cut of diamond on it. There was one with a round cut, a princess cut, an oval cut and a heart-shaped cut.

"I like this one." Y/n pointed to the one with a round cut and a platinum band which narrowed on both sides right before the diamond was placed.

"Oh okay. Isn't it too simple though? I mean.. what do you think about this one?" Sebastian pointed to the one with a princess cut diamond on it and small beads of diamond along the length of the platinum band.

"It's too much bling for me, Seb. You know I'm a simple girl. But if you think Brandon's girlfriend is someone who appreciates more bling, then yeah, that one is beautiful." She said.

"Hmm.. okay. Thank you for your opinion, sweetheart." Sebastian smiled and he picked her hand up and kissed it. He then caressed Y/n's ring finger with his thumb while looking up at her with an adoring look on his face, making Y/n's heart skip a beat.

She wondered why he did that. She suspected he was on to something but decided not to bring it up. Ever since he wrongfully referred to her as his wife back at the Emmys, he never mentioned anything about getting married and making her his wife. He didn't even mention his mistake of calling her his wife. Y/n didn't want to push him on it so she put the thought out of her mind. They were busy with Starlene anyway. However she couldn't help but think about it again after Sebastian asked her about the engagement ring for Brandon's girlfriend. She wondered whether she would ever have a turn to get engaged and get married. Maybe she should ask him one day, when the timing was correct. There were too many things going on in his life at the moment that getting married was probably the last thing on his mind. Y/n assured herself as she continued finishing her egg sandwich while Sebastian went to take a shower. One thing for sure, she wouldn't hesitate to say yes if he ever did ask. She would love to make their little family official in front of God and the whole world.

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The View Restaurant, Constanta, Romania - December 2022

Y/n took a spoonful of the four cheeses risotto she had ordered and closed her eyes to enjoy it as the risotto melted in her mouth. It was the best risotto she had ever had, even compared to her favourite from Rubirosa back in New York.

"I take it you like it?" Sebastian asked as he gazed at Y/n knowingly.

"I love it! It's even better than the one at Rubirosa." she commented.

"Seriously?" Sebastian asked, his eyebrows raised.

"Yup! Here, why don't you have a taste." Y/n said and she took a spoonful of the risotto and fed it to Sebastian.

"Mmm.. wow.. you're right!" Sebastian said in agreement.

"What about your butterfish, Iubirea mea? Is it good?" Y/n asked.

"It's not bad but I love the risotto more." Sebastian said as he cut his butterfish and took a bite.

Y/n and Sebastian were having a date night that night. They had arrived at Constanta a couple of days before. After spending the first couple of days hanging out with Sebastian's family, Sebastian asked Y/n out to a date night. Ever since Starlene arrived they had never gone on dates, he thought it would be good for them so he asked her.

"We need some alone time away from her. She'll be fine, don't worry." Sebastian had said as he persuaded Y/n to go with him. After thinking about it a while Y/n finally agreed. Starlene was left back at Sebastian's aunt's apartment where she was babysat by both Sebastian's mother and aunt.

Sebastian took Y/n to the restaurant The View. It was the memorable restaurant where they first danced and where they had dinner after Sebastian confessed his feelings to her. Y/n couldn't help but feel nostalgic sitting at the restaurant with Sebastian. They even sat at the same table as they did last time. So it was inevitable that she felt nostalgic.

After they had the main course they had the dessert. They decided to order a slice of chocolate cake to share. The same one they had ordered the last time they were there. It was still as delicious as the last time they ate it.

A live band was playing as they enjoyed dessert, just like the last time they were there. To Y/n's surprise they even played the same song, "Endless Summer Nights" by Richard Marx. Sebastian smiled wide as he heard the intro of the song. He stood up and bowed in front of Y/n then extended his hand.

"Would you like to dance, sweetheart?" he asked, smiling at her.

"I would love to Iubirea mea." Y/n smiled, accepting his hand and stood up.

Sebastian guided her to the front of the stage, picked up Y/n's wrists and put her hands around his neck. He then put his hands on her waist and started swaying to the music slowly. He pulled her closer to him and they danced, swaying to the music as they gazed at each other, lost in each other's eyes. It felt full circle to Y/n. In just one year a lot has changed and yet here they were at the same place they were a little more than a year ago. She was doubtful about their relationship back then and now she couldn't be more sure of their relationship.

They both smiled as the song reached the memorable part. Sebastian glanced at her lips and leaned in closer to Y/n. Y/n's heart beat faster as he moved in closer and finally closed the gap between them and kissed her. He kissed her very gently, making butterflies flutter around in her stomach. He always had that effect on her and she loved it. They continued kissing without caring that they were probably being watched by the other patrons of the restaurant. It felt like they were the only two people in the world.

There's only so much I can say

So please don't run away from what we have together

It's only you and me tonight

So let's stay lost in flight

Oh, won't you please surrender

"I love you so much Y/n my love." Sebastian broke the kiss and smiled at her with so much love in his eyes.

"I love you so much too Iubirea mea." Y/n smiled back, her heart swelled as she remembered his confession to her a year ago. Oh how she was really happy with her decision of accepting him as more than a friend. It was challenging of course at the beginning but completely worthwhile. He was the best boyfriend she ever had and she was grateful to have him in her life.

After the song ended they stopped dancing and went back to their seat holding hands. Y/n sat down first and Sebastian followed suit, keeping his right hand in his pocket.

"Y/n, sweetheart.. I.. umm.. have something to.." Sebastian said but he was cut off when Y/n's cellphone rang.

"I'm sorry Iubirea mea, hold on, let me check who it is." Y/n said while taking her cellphone out from her purse.

"Oh okay." Sebastian nodded. He looked kind of disappointed, which was weird, Y/n thought. She wondered what he was going to say before her cellphone rang.

"It's your mom." Y/n said looking at her cellphone screen.

"Oh, I hope Starlene's okay." Sebastian said, taking his hand out from his pocket and sat up straighter as he stared at Y/n anxiously.

"Hello Mrs.Frank. Is everything okay?" Y/n asked as she answered the call.

"Y/n dear, I'm really sorry to bother you but Starlene had been throwing up and having a slight fever for the past hour. Could you please come back home now and maybe take her to the doctor?" Sebastian's mother answered, a hint of panic in her voice. Y/n could hear Starlene's cries at the background, her stomach knotted in apprehension as she heard her baby's cries.

"Oh okay, of course. We'll be right home. We're done anyway. Have you given her any medicine?" Y/n asked.

"No, we wanted to ask you first. We do have fever reducing medicine." Mrs.Frank replied.

"Okay. I think we'll just take her to the doctor. Thank you Mrs.Frank." Y/n said.

"Okay. Please come home soon." Mrs.Frank said.

"Yes, we'll be right there." Y/n said and she hung up.

"Sweetheart, is Starlene sick?" Sebastian asked, his eyes furrowed in concern.

"Yeah she is. Your mom said she has been throwing up for the past hour and she has a slight fever." Y/n said as she returned her cellphone back into her purse.

"Oh no..come on then. Let's go." Sebastian stood up immediately and Y/n followed suit. They went out of the restaurant and went back to his aunt's apartment as quickly as possible. It was not something Y/n expected of course, having their date night cut off like that. But Starlene was their number one priority. She hoped Starlene wasn't seriously ill and could just be taken care of at home. Starlene was rarely sick so she was kind of worried about her.

They took Starlene to a hospital near by and the doctor suspected that she had caught some kind of virus. She was given fever reducing medicine and medicine to prevent her throwing up and some vitamins. Fortunately Starlene was still willing to nurse so they could take care of her at home.

Thankfully Starlene got better as days passed and she was completely healthy by Christmas. Sebastian and Y/n was at his aunt's apartment on Christmas day, sitting side by side on the sofa as they watched Starlene played with Sofia and Stefan on the carpet under the Christmas tree. Sofia adored Starlene. Not having a sister of her own she loved being with Starlene and would play with her whenever they came around. Y/n and Sebastian stayed at a hotel during their visit, they didn't want to bother his aunt's family with a baby in the house. Starlene was still waking up at night and they didn't want her cries to bother his family. But they visited his aunt's apartment everyday because Sebastian's mother was staying there.

"Sweetheart, what do you say we go and have some alone time again tomorrow?" Sebastian whispered in Y/n's ear. He had his arms around her and his whisper sent shivers down her spine.

"I'd love to, Iubirea mea." Y/n turned to face him and gave him a brief kiss on his lips, making him smile.

"What do you have in mind?" Y/n asked.

"I'd like to take you sailing." Sebastian said with a glint in his eyes.

"Sailing? Seriously, Seb?" Y/n asked, her eyebrows raised.

"Yup. You know there's a beautiful harbor near The View. I'm sure we can charter a boat there and just spend the day out in the open sea, enjoying the beautiful view. What do you think?" Sebastian asked.

"Well, I've never honestly go on a sailing trip. But it sounds great." Y/n smiled.

"Okay, it's a date then?" Sebastian asked with hopeful eyes.

"It's a date." Y/n smiled warmly at him.

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Tomis Harbor, Constanta, Romania - December 2022

Sailing was not something Y/n ever thought of doing. Especially not in winter. She had never gone on a boat trip before so she was kind of nervous about it. She hoped she wouldn't get too seasick. It would be embarassing if she ended up throwing up throughout the whole trip.

It was of course cold in December that morning at the Tomis Harbor where they were supposed to go aboard the sailing boat from. But the sun was out and the sky was clear. Despite the cold weather and occasional cold wind passing them, Y/n could still enjoy the harbor.

Tomis Harbor was an old port in Constanta but it had been turned into a beautiful harbor where luxury yachts, sailing and fishing boats parked. There was a promenade around the harbor dotted with chic restaurants serving mostly seafood. The view of the promenade overlooking the sea with the yachts and boats as the background was beautiful. It was also the perfect place to catch the sunset overlooking the Black Sea. It was quite a crowded place in the summer, but since it was winter it wasn't as crowded. Y/n loved the peaceful and serene vibe of the place.

She looked up as Sebastian extended his hand to her. They were about to go aboard one of the yachts at the harbor. Sebastian had rented one of the biggest and luxurious yachts available there. The yacht was 46 feet in length and could fit up to 16 passengers. It had a large cabin with 4 large rooms, a living room and 4 bathrooms. It also had a huge bathing platform ideal for sunbathing and chilling out. The cockpit area was the center of life on the deck where people could get together on the large L‐shaped benches.

Sebastian always went a little overboard when it comes to spoiling his loved ones. Y/n had a bit of a love hate feeling toward that characteristic of his. She was used to having not that much money and used to be living a frugal life. So it took some getting used to adjusting to Sebastian's generous ways.

She accepted Sebastian's extended hand and got onboard the yacht where she met the captain and two staff who were going to cater to their needs. Sebastian had also ordered a full service lunch on board the yacht which explained the extra staff that were coming with them.

As soon as she got onboard the yacht she felt a bit queasy. The swaying of the yacht put her a little off balance. She held Sebastian's hand tightly as he guided her to go to the front of the yacht where the bathing platform was located.

"Honey, are you okay?" Sebastian asked looking back at Y/n as they walked along the narrow passage on the side deck.

"I'm okay. I just.. never gone on a boat before." she said in shame.

"Oh right. Don't worry sweetheart, the swaying will stop once the engine is on and we start the trip." He said, smiling encouragingly at her.

"Come on, it's best to sit on the front as we leave for the open sea." Sebastian said and pulled her hand gently. Y/n nodded and followed him to the front.

There wasn't exactly anywhere to sit safely on the front of the yacht. There was a huge platform where people usually sit but Y/n didn't feel safe enough to sit there. Y/n thought it would be better to sit on the L-shaped benches on the cockpit area.

"Iubirea mea, I'm sorry, can we just sit back there at the benches on the cockpit? I just.. don't feel safe enough to sit on this platform." Y/n said, her eyes furrowed as she looked at Sebastian who just sat on the bathing platform.

"Oh okay, if that's what you want. We can go back and sit here once the boat stops." Sebastian said and he stood up.

Y/n turned around and went back to where they came from, holding on tightly to the metal railings on the side of the yacht as she walked. They took a seat at the benches in the cockpit. The captain asked them if they were ready and Sebastian confirmed that they were, so they departed for the open sea.

The cold air hit Y/n's face as soon as the yacht set sail. She shivered a little and hugged herself. She wore many layers of wool clothing underneath her water-proof windbreaker, but the wind still felt cold to her bones.

"Sweetheart, are you cold?" Sebastian asked, observing her. He was sitting across from her.

"A little." Y/n said, rubbing her arms.

Sebastian sat up and sat next to her and put his arms around her tightly, making her feel warm immediately.

"Thank you Iubirea mea." she smiled and looked up at him. He was gazing at her with a strange look on his face.

"Is there something wrong?" Y/n asked in confusion.

"Oh.. umm.. nothing. I just felt a little nostalgic." Sebastian winked. Y/n smiled as she remembered the events last year where Sebastian gave her a hug multiple times when she was cold.

"Oh, right." Y/n smiled and blushed as she remembered the events. It felt like they happened a long time ago when in fact it happened just a year prior.

"I love seeing you blush. You look pretty when you do." Sebastian said, giving her an adoring gaze, making her heart beat wildly in her chest.

He leaned close to her and kissed her cheek briefly then whispered in her ear. "As much as I'd like to kiss you right now, I don't really want us to be a spectacle to the captain."

Y/n laughed "You didn't seem to care back at The View restaurant." She whispered back.

"Well the captain is going to be with us for the next couple of hours. I'd say it would be weird. Don't you think?" Sebastian whispered.

"Yeah you're right." Y/n smiled and nodded. She turned her head to face the front and continued watching the scenery as the yacht made its way to the open sea. The view of the harbor and the yachts and boats anchored on them were slowly gone, replaced by nothing but endless blue sea. The view of the sea was breathtaking. All she could see was the beautiful blue ocean in front of her. The ocean seemed endless as she couldn't see anything else past the horizon. However, she noticed grey clouds in the distance. She wondered if it was going to rain.

"I hope it's not going to rain." Sebastian commented. He noticed the grey clouds as well apparently.

"Yeah, I hope so too." Y/n said.

It took them about half an hour to reach a good spot to stop. As soon as they stopped Sebastian stood up and went to the front of the yacht to talk to the staff who were going to serve them lunch. Y/n wanted to follow him but Sebastian said she should check the cabin and see all the facilities there. She agreed and so she went inside the cabin.

The cabin really was huge. She entered the living room first. It had a long dining table and long sofa at one side of the room. On the other side of the room was a pantry where meals could be served. She could see some plates, glasses, cutlery and take out boxes on the table in the pantry. She continued walking past the living room and opened the door to one of the bedrooms. The bedroom was quite big. A queen size bed was in the middle of the room placed on the forefront of the yacht so the head area was a little narrow but the sides were wide enough for people to get onto the bed. The bedroom was nicely decorated with simple flowers and potted plants. She checked other rooms and they were not as big as the first one she checked but they were comfortable enough.

After checking out the bedrooms she went back to the living room and met the two staff who were coming with them. They were preparing to serve lunch.

"Hi. I'm Y/n. What are your names?" Y/n asked and extended her hand.

"Hello Miss Y/n, I'm Andrea." the female staff shook her hand and smiled at Y/n.

"Hello Andrea, nice to meet you. What about you? What's your name?" Y/n asked the male staff and extended her hand to him.

"My name is Daniel, Miss Y/n." he said, shaking her hand.

"Nice to meet you Daniel." Y/n smiled.

Just then Sebastian entered the cabin and smiled as he looked at her.

"Y/n, why don't we go up and enjoy the view from the bathing platform." Sebastian said, extending his hand to her.

"Okay. Well, see you later." Y/n said to Andrea and Daniel. They smiled in return.

Y/n took Sebastian's hand and followed him up to the platform. She was still queasy as the boat swayed when they walked, but the queasiness stopped thankfully as soon as she sat down on the platform.

Apparently the staff had prepared an area on the platform for them to eat. There was a nice red and white checkered fabric spread on top of the platform. A basket filled with warm bread was placed on the fabric along with jars of almond butter, strawberry jam and cream cheese spread. Bottles of sparkling water and juice were placed near the basket. Y/n also saw another basket filled with grapes, and cups of blueberries and strawberries.

"Wow, this is nice, Iubirea mea." Y/n smiled and sat down slowly on the platform.

"Glad you like it, honey." Sebastian said, smiling as he sat across from her.

They enjoyed nibbling on the fruits and ate the bread while waiting for lunch to be served.

"I feel like we're in the middle of nowhere." Y/n commented as she looked around her.

They were quite far out into the sea that Tomis Harbor and the surrounding area could hardly be seen. Wherever she looked all she could see was the serene blue ocean. It was so calming and peaceful. She really loved it there.

"I believe we actually are in the middle of nowhere." Sebastian chuckled, popping a grape into his mouth.

Y/n was munching on some blueberries when she saw it.

"Seb! Dolphins! Oh my God!" Y/n exclaimed excitedly, pointing at an area to her left.

Sebastian followed her gaze and saw them too. Two dolphins were swimming side by side, jumping out of the water and going back into the water repeatedly as they swam.

"They're beautiful." Y/n gushed, a wide smile on her face.

"They are." Sebastian smiled.

"Not as beautiful as you are though." Sebastian said, turning his attention to her and reached out to touch her cheek.

Y/n blushed and felt shivers down her spine as he did so. Heart pounding fast, she gazed back at Sebastian and found him looking at her with hooded eyes, full with love, adoration and desire. He lifted her chin up and leaned in closer and finally kissed her lips gently. He scooted closer to her without breaking their kiss. He then put his right hand behind her neck and his left on her waist while Y/n put her arms around him. After a while he licked her lips requesting access to her tongue and their tongues finally met and danced in sensual ways. She could taste the grape he just ate and his breath smelled like apple juice, which she loved. They continued kissing like there was no tomorrow, just enjoying each other. They finally broke their kiss when Andrea came and served the appetizer.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to intrude." Andrea said while putting a plate of deep fried calamari in front of them.

"It's okay Andrea." Sebastian smiled at her.

Andrea excused herself and they dug in immediately. The deep fried calamari was delicious. Crunchy on the crumbs outside and soft but not too chewy on the inside. The tartar sauce accompanying it was also delicious.

Right after they finished the calamari, Andrea came back and served them pan fried salmon with lemon garlic butter sauce along with a side of roasted parmesan rosemary potatoes and salad. The food was very delicious and Y/n enjoyed every bite. While they ate they made small talk, discussing some new released books that just came out. Y/n loved this side of their relationship. Their love of books. She could endlessly discuss them with him. No one else in the world would understand her love of books as he much as he did.

As the day progressed and they enjoyed their meal and their chat with each other, the weather gradually became colder. The grey clouds they saw earlier seemed to come straight at them and even grew bigger and darker.

"Iubirea mea, I think we should go inside the cabin. That grey cloud is coming at us fast." Y/n commented as the cold wind blew at them.

"Yeah.. hold on. I think there's one more meal we're supposed to get." Sebastian said as he stood up.

"What? I'm full already Iubirea mea. Besides, we can eat them inside. I really don't want to get wet." Y/n said, looking up at him.

"Honey, would you please just wait here for a minute while I check with the staff?" Sebastian asked, his voice sounded a little strained.

"Hmm.. okay." Y/n replied reluctantly, wondering why Sebastian seemed overly upset about one last meal.

Sebastian then left her and went into the cabin, leaving her shivering in the cold alone. The wind started to blow harder and drops of rain started to fall on her. She stood up immediately and went to the cabin to safe herself from the rain. When she went into the cabin she saw Sebastian standing in the middle of the living room. He had his hands on his waist and he seemed to be angry at Andrea and Daniel. They cowered in front of him as he scolded them.

"Well you better take responsibility for this or I won't pay a dime." Sebastian said angrily.

"Seb? What's going on?" Y/n asked as she walked closer to him and gently touched his shoulder.

Sebastian jumped as he felt her touch. "Oh, Y/n darling what are you doing here? I thought I told you to stay up at the platform."

"It's raining, Seb. I don't want to get wet." Y/n protested.

"It's raining?" Sebastian looked outside the cabin through a window and sure enough, rain had fallen.

"Great!" he threw his hands up in the air and shook his head in disbelief.

Y/n was confused on why Sebastian seemed to be so upset.

"Iubirea mea, it's fine. We can stay inside and enjoy the last meal here." Y/n said, trying to calm him down.

Sebastian took a deep breath and sighed. "Yeah, of course. Maybe it's also time for us to get back. I'm going to ask the captain to bring us back to shore."

He then left the cabin and went to the cockpit to meet the captain, leaving Y/n feel utterly confused at his behaviour.

"Andrea, Daniel, what was that all about?" Y/n asked, her brows furrowed in confusion.

"Umm.. it's nothing, Miss Y/n. We.. forgot something and he was right to be mad about it." Daniel answered.

"What did you forget?" Y/n asked.

"They forgot to bring the last dessert I had specifically asked them to bring." Sebastian replied from the entrance of the cabin, surprising Y/n.

"Seb, it's just dessert. What's the big deal?" Y/n asked, looking at him in confusion.

"It's a very special dessert Y/n. But yeah.. it's just dessert. It's fine. I'm sorry if I was too harsh on you guys." Sebastian said to Andrea and Daniel as he sat on the long sofa near him and put his hands on his face.

"We're really sorry Mr.Stan. We'll make it up to you, somehow." Andrea said in regret.

"Yeah..yeah.. We'll talk later. Now would you please leave us?" Sebastian asked.

"Of course Mr.Stan." Andrea said and they excused themselves from the cabin and closed the entrance to the cabin as they went out, giving Y/n and Sebastian some privacy.

Y/n sat across from Sebastian on the long sofa and reached out to touch his cheek.

"Iubirea mea, is everything okay? I've never seen you so upset over dessert before." Y/n asked in concern.

Sebastian touched Y/n's hand that was touching his cheek and leaned his cheek against her hand. His tense shoulder relaxed and the furrows on his eyebrows gone as he felt her touch on him.

"Everything's fine, honey. I can be a little of a perfectionist, as you know. I'm also upset about the weather." he said as he glanced outside the window. The rain was falling hard now, making it impossible for them to go up onto the platform again.

"Iubirea mea, as far as I'm concerned, everything is perfect today! I mean, I even got to see dolphins! That was f*****g amazing!" Y/n said making Sebastian chuckle.

"You're right, sweetheart. That was f*****g amazing!" Sebastian smiled and he picked Y/n's hand from the side of his face and kissed it gently.

"I love you." he said, looking up at her with a soft look on his face.

"I love you too, Iubirea mea, always." she smiled and leaned closer and kissed him gently.

They ended up spending the trip back to shore making out in the cabin. Despite the cold hard rain outside, Y/n felt all warm and fuzzy inside. There was no better way to spend the day than being with him, the love of her life that she would always love for the rest of her life.

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Heliport, Mamaia, Romania - December 2022

Y/n shield her eyes from the sun with her hand as she looked at the helicopter in front of her. A couple of days after the sailing trip Sebastian asked Y/n to go on yet another date with him, this time a date on a helicopter. As much as Y/n loved having dates with Sebastian, she felt that he was behaving quite strange. She thought one or two dates would be enough and he would then take them on child friendly trips with Starlene. But he insisted on taking her on another date, the reason of which was still a mystery to Y/n until that day.

"I just want to spend more time with you, just the two of us, before we get back to the US and I begin work. We won't have time to go out on dates once I start work." Sebastian had answered when Y/n questioned his request of going on another date.

Y/n could understand his reasoning, but what she couldn't understand was the type of activities he had chosen to do for them. For some reason he was into riding on transportation that Y/n had never ridden before. The sailing trip went well in her opinion. Even though she felt queasy at times, thankfully she didn't get to a point where she threw up and got seasick. This helicopter ride however was an entirely different thing. She was still slightly scared and anxious riding on airplanes. She suspected she would be more anxious going on a helicopter ride.

"The view is going to be amazing though from up there. You're gonna love it, sweetheart, I promise." Sebastian had said when she voiced her anxiety about going on a helicopter ride. After more and more persuasion from Sebastian, Y/n finally agreed to go.

Sebastian booked a helicopter ride tour which included a 30 minute ride starting above Mamaia and circled the city of Constanta. It would then stop for 30 minutes on top of a tall building's helipad in the city where they could enjoy a glass of champagne. The heliport where the helicopter was going to depart from was located near Mamaia beach, about 24km from Constanta's city center. They decided to go during the day so they could see all the view better. After grabbing a quick lunch at the hotel, they took a taxi ride to the heliport. Starlene was once again babysat by Sebastian's mother and aunt while they went out.

"Are you ready, sweetheart?!" Sebastian asked, slightly yelling so she could hear him because the sound of the helicopter's rotor was so loud.

"Yeah, I'm ready!" Y/n nodded and yelled back.

Sebastian pulled her hand and guided her closer to the helicopter. They ducked as they got closer to the helicopter. When they got in, they were greeted by a friendly pilot and co-pilot. They buckled their seat belts and put on their headsets.

"Good afternoon Mr.Stan and Miss Y/n. My name is Alexei and I will be your pilot today, and this is my co-pilot Adrian." the pilot said and Y/n could hear him clearly through her headset.

"Hello Alexei and Adrian. Please take us safely back here. We're actually quite scared of this trip." Sebastian said making Alexei and Adrian laughed.

"Don't worry, sir, it's our job to get you back safely. Now you can just sit back, relax and enjoy the ride." Alexei said and Sebastian nodded.

Y/n's heart beat fast in her rib cage as the helicopter started to ascend. Sebastian took her hand and squeezed it, trying to comfort her. She looked at him and smiled nervously.

"It's gonna be okay honey, trust me." Sebastian said, smiling at her and Y/n nodded.

After reaching an altitude of 10.000 feet, the helicopter started to move forward and took them flying toward Mamaia beach. Y/n had avoided looking to her side of the window and looked forward instead. She had a slight fear of heights and wasn't sure she could handle seeing the land below from her window.

She looked in front of her and saw the beautiful blue sea stretching as far as her eyes could see. In the distance she could see the buildings from Constanta city. Sebastian was right, the view was spectacular and she loved it.

"Honey, take a look outside your window. You can see the Mamaia beach with the signature umbrellas." Sebastian leaned over her and pointed toward the Mamaia beach below.

Y/n looked down and indeed the view of the Mamaia beach was beautiful. Mamaia beach consisted of a long stretch of beach about 8km in length. She could see hotel buildings and resorts throughout the beach. She could also see small dots placed in rows which were the umbrellas on the beach. The beach looked like an architectural mock-up from up there. Seeing how small the objects on the ground seem from above made Y/n realize how small they were. It was quite a humbling feeling to have.

"It's beautiful Iubirea mea." Y/n said turning her head to look at him. But as she turned to look at him she suddenly felt a spinning sensation. She closed her eyes, put her hand on the side of the helicopter and held on tightly.

"Y/n, honey, are you okay?" Sebastian asked in concern as he put his hand on her shoulder.

"I don't know, Seb. I feel like I'm spinning.. I think I'm having vertigo." she replied while still closing her eyes.

"Oh sweetheart, I'm sorry." Sebastian said as he reached out and squeezed her hand.

"What can I do to help? Is there something you can take to cure it?" Sebastian asked.

"There's supposed to be a medicine I can take but obviously I don't have it with me." Y/n said as she held Sebastian's hand tight.

"Hmm..okay. Do you think you can wait until the ride is over before we go find the medicine?" Sebastian asked.

"I don't know, Seb." Y/n said as she opened her eyes slowly to try and see whether she had gotten better. As soon as she opened her eyes she felt the terrible spinning sensation again so she closed her eyes again. She could feel Sebastian's hand tighten on hers as the ride continued.

"Alexei, I'm really sorry but can we go back and call off the ride. Y/n is having vertigo." Sebastian said.

"Oh, I'm really sorry to hear that but we have a flight plan that we have to stick to, for safety reasons. If you want we can skip the champagne stop and go straight back to Mamaia after this first 30 minutes is up." Alexei replied.

"Yeah okay, we'll just skip the champagne stop." Sebastian said with a hint of disappointment in his voice.

"I'm really sorry, Iubirea mea. I don't know what's gotten into me. Maybe a combination of anxiety, fear and lack of sleep triggered this." Y/n said as she continued closing her eyes. She had not had a good night sleep last night as Starlene woke up multiple times throughout the night, wanting to nurse. She seemed to be having a growth spurt making her want to nurse more frequently.

"It's fine sweetheart. Let me just take a video of the view below so you can see it later on." Sebastian said and he pulled his cellphone out from his pocket and started recording a video of the spectacular view down below.

Time seemed to went by very fast and before she realized it the helicopter ride was over. She could barely walk as she got out of the helicopter, relying entirely on Sebastian to hold her and guide her toward the parking lot where the taxi they took from their hotel to the heliport was waiting. They had asked the taxi driver to wait for them so they didn't have to find another taxi to get back to their hotel.

Y/n leaned back on the seat of the taxi, closing her eyes as the spinning sensation continued. They went back to the city and went to find a drugstore. Y/n knew what medicine to buy for her vertigo as her father had suffered from vertigo for years. Thankfully they didn't need to go far to find a drugstore which had the medicine. She took the medicine immediately but it took sometime to work. So they went back to the hotel so she could rest.

Even though she had taken the medicine she still felt the spinning sensation. She decided to go to sleep and hoped it would be gone by the time she woke up. Sebastian accompanied her on the bed, putting his arms around her and rubbing her arm as she tried to sleep.

"I'm sorry for ruining our date, Iubirea mea." Y/n said in regret.

"Honey, no need to be sorry. I should have refrained from pushing you to do the helicopter ride. I was selfish. I thought you would enjoy it because I like it. But yeah, I kind of forgot about your fear of heights. I'm really sorry." Sebastian said as he continued to caress her arms gently.

"It's okay, Iubirea mea. I still enjoyed the ride before the vertigo hit. It was really a once in a lifetime experience." Y/n said as she blindly reached out to try to touch his face.

She could feel Sebastian's hand on hers and he put her hand on his cheek. She could then feel him kissing her on the lips, surprising her.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart. You know I can never resist kissing you being so close to you like this." Sebastian sighed.

Y/n chuckled. "That's okay Iubirea mea, it just felt kind of weird because I still feel the spinning sensation, you know."

"Yeah. I'll stop talking now so you can go to sleep." Sebastian said, giving her a peck on the nose, making Y/n smile.

"I love you, Iubirea mea." Y/n said, smiling while still closing her eyes.

"I love you too Y/n, my everything." he said, making Y/n's heart leapt in her chest. He had never called her my everything before, and she loved it. She was his everything and he was hers.

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Cazinoul Din Constanta, Constanta, Romania - December 2022

Y/n pushed Starlene in her stroller on the wide sidewalk next to Constanta Casino. It was their last day in Constanta and they wanted to enjoy it visiting the beautiful Constanta Casino with Starlene. The Casino was still being renovated when they came last year, now the renovation was done and they were able to go inside the Casino if they wanted to.

The weather was a little colder than usual that afternoon but there was a snowfall forecast for later on the day that Y/n hoped they would be able to witness.

Sebastian walked next to her along the sidewalk, his hands in his pocket. He had been unusually quiet during their trip from the hotel to the casino. Heck, he had been very quiet since he woke up that morning, like he had something on his mind. Y/n wondered what he was thinking. She was concerned if he was stressed out about something. Y/n had voiced her concerns about him earlier and he brushed it off, saying he was just slightly tired. Starlene was still in her growth spurt period so she was back to waking up frequently in the middle of the night to nurse, making both Y/n and Sebastian sleep deprived.

They stopped on the barrier in front of the casino to take some pictures. Y/n took Starlene out of the stroller and carried her as they took pictures and selfies. Suddenly an old man approached them and kindly offered to take a picture of the three of them which they accepted gratefully.

"Multumesc." ("Thank you") Sebastian said to the old man after they were done taking pictures.

"Cu placere." ("You're welcome.") The old man said, smiling at them as he gave Sebastian his cellphone back. He then left them and went back to do his afternoon stroll.

"Do you want to go inside?" Sebastian asked Y/n, beckoning his head toward the Casino.

"Sure!" Y/n responded brightly. She was curious on what the inside of the Casino look like. It looked beautiful from the outside and she suspected it would be beautiful in the inside too.

They went to the entrance of the Casino and bought two tickets to get inside. The Casino had been renovated to become a multi-function venue. It had several large halls able to host various art performances. It also had rooms for art exhibitions. Interesting art pieces and dioramas were installed on corners of the Casino which could become a beautiful background for people to take pictures at. As it happened there was a photography exhibition in one of the rooms in the Casino. They ended up spending about an hour looking at artful photography and exploring the Casino. They weren't exactly art aficionados, but they did like to talk about it sometimes.

Right at the end of their trip there was a small gift shop selling souvenirs of the Casino and Constanta in general. They ended up buying some souvenirs for their friends back in New York.

As they walked out of the Casino they passed an interesting area. The Casino had built a special fence near the exit of the Casino where people could put on padlocks with their names on them. It had become a place where people would go to confess their love to one another and seal their love by putting a padlock on the fence.

Sebastian approached the fence and studied the padlocks hanging on them. There were hundreds of padlocks there varied in style and color. He chuckled as he read some of the names and writings on the padlocks.

"What's so funny Iubirea mea?" Y/n asked, standing next to him while holding on to Starlene's stroller and studied the padlocks as well.

"Oh nothing, one of the padlocks said 'may you always be my lovely dork.'" He replied making Y/n laugh.

"What would you write on our padlock, if we had one?" Y/n asked curiously.

Sebastian froze as he listened to Y/n's question. He let go of the padlock he was holding and turned to face Y/n.

"Y/n.. it's funny you should ask that." Sebastian went closer to her and picked up both her hands and held them tight in his. Y/n's heart beat faster as he realized what he was going to do.

"Y/n.. All my life I've been searching for that someone that can complete me. Someone that can be with me through thick and thin. Someone that can support me and I can support back. Someone that can make my day better just by smiling at me. Someone that I can share laughters and tears with in equal measure." Sebastian said as he gazed at her with a soft yet yearning look on his face.

"Years went by and I wasted them all with other people when that someone was right in front of me the whole time." Sebastian continued as he lifted her chin with his finger and gazed at her intently, making Y/n's heart beat wildly in her chest.

"Y/n.. that someone is you. For twenty one years it has always been you. You're all I ever want. You're all I ever need. You.. are.. my everything." Sebastian said, putting his hands on the side of her face. Y/n felt lightheaded as she heard his confession. She couldn't believe what was happening.

"Y/n.. words cannot express how much I love you. I've always loved you and I will continue to love you for as long as I breathe. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, with Starlene and any future children we may have in the future." He continued, making her smile.

"So.. " he said, pulling out a small red velvet box from his pocket and opened it, then he knelt down in front of her.

"Will you marry me? And make me the happiest man on earth?" Sebastian asked with a nervous smile on his face.

Y/n closed her mouth with her hand in shock as the realization dawned in her. A tear dropped from her eye and she nodded.

"Yes.. yes, a thousand times yes, I will marry you, Sebastian Stan." Y/n said, her voice shaking.

Sebastian smiled wider. He stood up and Y/n put her arms around him, hugging him tight. He picked her up, turning her around on the spot, making her giggle then he put her back down. He picked the engagement ring from the red velvet box, which happened to be the one Y/n liked from the pictures Sebastian had shown her a couple of weeks before. He then slid it to Y/n's left ring finger where it fit her perfectly.

"Iubirea mea, did you buy the same ring as Brandon?" She asked teasingly as she stared at the ring, making Sebastian laugh.

"You know I wasn't asking for Brandon." He winked.

"I know.." Y/n smiled.

He leaned closer to her, put his right hand behind her neck and his left hand on the side of her face and kissed her gently. Y/n felt like her heart was going to explode with the intensity of his kiss. She put her arms around him and held on him tight as they continued to kiss passionately, forgetting everything around them. As they kissed soft snowflakes started to fall on them, covering them with a layer of glittery white.

Suddenly Starlene made some noise, making them stop kissing. She held her hands in front of her as she tried to catch the snowflakes.

"Yes, my baby girl. These are snowflakes. They're pretty aren't they?" Y/n leaned down closer to Starlene and cooed. She then picked Starlene up from her stroller and carried her.

"Not as pretty as your mommy, though." Sebastian said while caressing Y/n's cheek gently, making Y/n blush.

"See.. your mommy looks even prettier when she blushes." Sebastian continued as he gazed at Y/n with love and adoration, making her blush even more.

Starlene held both her hands up at Sebastian, wanting to be held by him.

"Oh yes, you're equally pretty as your mommy." Sebastian said as he took Starlene off from Y/n's arms and carried her with his right hand.

He then pulled out a padlock from his pocket and showed it to Y/n. The padlock was red in color and had their initials on them and a heart between their initials.

"Y/F/N Y/L/N ❤️ SS"

"Iubirea mea..when did you even have the time to make this?" Y/n asked, chuckling.

"Oh you know, I have my resources." Sebastian said, winking at her.

"Here, why don't you put it on the fence." Sebastian gave her the padlock.

"I think we should make a wish or something." Y/n commented.

"Yes, let's make a wish." Sebastian nodded.

They closed their eyes and made a wish in their hearts that they would always be together, loving each other until they're old and grey. After making the wish, Y/n put the padlock on the fence then turned to Sebastian.

"I love you so much, Iubirea mea." She looked up at him and smiled softly.

"I love you so much too, Y/n, my everything." He smiled softly back at her.

"I love you both so much." Sebastian said as he gave Starlene a peck on her cheek.

He put his arms around Y/n and held the two love of his life in his arms as they looked forward toward the beautiful Black Sea behind the fence full of padlock, while the snow fell softly around them, turning them into a picture perfect family.

Y/n felt like she was living a dream. Everything she thought she didn't have just a year ago she now had. She was going to get married to the love of her life and she had a beautiful baby with him. Life couldn't be better for her. She realized life had its up and down. But she was certain that whatever happens in her life, she would be able to handle it as long as she had Sebastian by her side, as long as they loved each other like they always have for the past twenty one years.

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For the past two days, your radiator had been making a god-awful noise whenever it turned on. Had being the keyword, until the early hours of today when it decided it couldn’t take it anymore and died on you completely. The winter morning air was frosty and you had woken up in the middle of the night to a loud and sad sputtering noise as the radiator said its goodbye, leaving you in a bit of a conundrum when you quietly got out of bed to try and see if there was any saving it. There wasn’t, and you were internally freaking out.

Now here you were, glancing at a phone screen that read 3:23am with the chill of winter already seeping into your little apartment. The sleet outside didn’t help either; that awful mix of snow and rain was only bound to make your apartment even colder.

You weren’t the only one who had been startled awake either, and you frowned in dismay when you saw Levi sitting up in bed with an annoyed, still sleepy look on his face.

“What the hell are you doing?” he asked in a husky voice, making you feel even worse. Levi was an insomniac by nature - tonight he’d been getting an okay night’s rest, only to be interrupted by your damn radiator crapping out on you.

“It’s my stupid radiator. It broke,” you whined, voice not even above a whisper as you gave it a pathetic kick with your feet.

You heard Levi sigh in exasperation and looked to see him pulling back the covers for you as a silent beckon to come back to bed. You didn’t need to be told twice now that goosebumps had already started flourishing on your exposed skin, and immediately snuggled up next to him to preserve warmth.

“I’m just cuddling for a minute,” you murmured, stroking his bare torso. “I’m gonna grab us some actual pajamas and some more blankets. I doubt my fucking landlord is going to respond to a text at three in the morning to come take a look at the damn thing.”

Levi made a grunt of disapproval and held you to him tighter, shaking his head as he nuzzled it into your neck. The motion made butterflies swirl to life in your stomach and you giggled at the ticklish feeling of his bedhead, kissing it sweetly as your arms wrapped around him.

“It’s gonna get real cold real fast,” you warned, “and we’re hardly dressed for that.” Levi only had his boxers on and you weren’t much better off, clad in only an old shirt of his and your panties.

“Don’t you know any basic survival skills?” he said suddenly, his voice and his eyes taunting you, finally gazing up at you from his place at your neck. “We should be shedding clothes. Helps preserve warmth better.”

“Bullshit,” you scoffed, but the idea was already planted, and you knew exactly what Levi was getting up to when his hand strayed from your hip to caress your thigh instead. He was so warm, his skin and his touch, and it made your head spin.

“I’m being serious, you little brat,” he mumbled, his lips grazing your neck as he spoke. “I know exactly how to keep us warm in your shithole apartment.”

His little jab at your apartment didn’t hurt. He’d been asking you when you were moving out for months now and had been asking you to stay over at his place more often, using his, “My apartment is better than yours” excuse each time.

You instead answered him by pressing up against him even more, hands exploring his torso and then moving up to his hair to pull his face towards yours. In an instant your lips were captured in a heated kiss, tongues and teeth clashing as Levi maneuvered to get on top. He straddled you easily, a growing erection prodding at your stomach as his hands gathered the hem of his borrowed shirt on you to pull it up over your breasts and leave the fabric bunched up above them. His lips broke from yours and you whined, trying to follow him as he sat up fully, but his hands pinned you down by your shoulders.

A blush rouged your cheeks as you watched him scan over your body, hands slowly moving from your shoulders to cup your breasts once he was sure you wouldn’t move, and you rolled your hips up slowly to tease him. You saw that primal glint in his eye appear as you did that, his gaze finally flickering back to yours, but he shook his head.

“Don’t move,” he demanded, hands moving over your nipples that had perked up from both arousal and the cold, his eyes examining the goosebumps appearing over your body. He gently tugged his shirt off of you completely, discarding it amongst your pillows before his hands returned on their journey along your skin.

“Keep me warm,” you whispered, voice saturated with desire as you watched him. You stayed still apart from your wandering hands that found his chest, his abdomen, and then finally, the tent in his boxers. He swallowed thickly but didn’t say a word, hands moving from your breasts to your hips in one languid motion, fingertips toying with the elastic of your panties.

“Levi,” you breathed out, “...please...” That familiar smirk ghosted at his lips and, after what felt like an eternity ,a hand slipped under the fabric of your panties. You groaned in satisfaction and rewarded him with a gentle squeeze between his legs, his own groan mixing with yours. His free hand grabbed the blankets that were curled around your waists and tugged them up so the two of you were now completely covered and shielded from the increasingly cool air in your bedroom, the confined space somehow even more erotic. It was only the two of you, nobody else existed underneath those covers, the world was all but gone, and you were grateful for your little bubble as your breathing grew heavier and your mewls got louder.

Two of his fingers danced around your clit, sliding between your slick folds as he played with you and you played with him. Your hand had worked its way beneath the cloth of his boxers to stroke his length slowly, matching his pace with you as you stared into each other’s eyes hungrily, lips parted and chests heaving for air.

When Levi finally pressed into your clit with both fingers, your back arched and your eyes fluttered shut, pleasure piercing through you. His lips found yours again in another passionate kiss, lips fumbling together as the two of you stroked each other, Levi growing harder in your hand as your fingers trailed from his base to his tip, thumb gently pressing against the head of his cock occasionally. Moans were stifled into the kiss as you parted your lips and allowed his tongue to find yours, each of you needy and writhing in the other’s hand. Levi broke away for air and you gasped out to fill your lungs as well, but your lips found his neck only seconds later and your legs nimbly swathed around his hips to pull him closer. The hand that wasn’t around him trailed up so your fingers could get lost in his hair, a lock of it twirled around your finger as you nipped and suck at the most sensitive spot at Levi’s neck.

“Fuck,” he grunted, hips bucking into you when your teeth grazed along his flushed skin, the whispered curse only fueling you.

“Off, please,” you pleaded with him against his neck, referring to the thin fabric still separating your groins. You heard him whine when your hand slipped out of his boxers to tug them down around his knees, letting him kick them off the rest of the way. You also couldn’t help the little whimper that left you when his hand did the same to you, both of you exposed to the other now.

Levi didn’t waste any time in taking hold of his length and guiding it to your folds, earning a loud moan of pleasure from you as he slid himself along you, tip of his cock pressing teasingly to your clit. There was no need or desire to bother to stifle the needy whine of his name as he rubbed his shaft against you, the pleasure almost overwhelming you when his head ducked down to take a breast into his warm mouth. A string of curses left your lips and you barely registered his free hand moving down as well, only noticing when a finger slipped inside you with no warning.

Again your back arched and you writhed beneath him, and the peculiar sensation of a finger in you and a cock rubbing your clit, rather than the other way around, had you seeing stars.

“Fuck, you’re wet,” Levi mumbled against your breast, a string of saliva trailing his lips as he came up for air again. His eyes were half-lidded, clouded with lust, both of you on cloud nine. Your hands kept busy and stroked his skin, both of you showcasing a slight sheen of sweat from the intense heat you’d created in your little cocoon of blankets. There wasn’t a single coherent thought in your head as your lips crashed into his again, needy as ever as your hips squirmed and bucked.

“Levi,” you whined against his mouth, letting him swallow his name.

“Use your words,” he teased back, adding a second finger to pump into you while his length slipped into your folds.

But you could barely sound out his name, let alone form a coherent sentence. He knew this was exactly the case and got off on it, leaving you to mewl and whine and writhe under him as you scrambled to get it together.

“Want you inside of me,” you gasped out finally, bucking your hips up roughly as his fingers curled inside of you.

Levi’s lips were at your ear in an instant, breath hot as it fanned the side of your face. “I am inside of you.”

“Your cock,” you nearly cried out, legs spread wide and heels dug into the mattress as you tried to find the balance to lift your hips into his. “Want your cock inside of me.”

And Levi didn’t need to be told twice. His fingers left you in an instant and, before you could protest, he filled you up by slamming into you roughly, already almost to the hilt. Your legs enveloped his waist as a groan scratched out of your throat, nails digging into his upper arms as he waited and stretched you. Both of you swore loudly, hips bucking into each other, and you pressed your forehead to Levi’s and rolled your hips to let him know you wanted him to move. He knew you like the back of his hand, knew what every action meant, knew what you were telling him without having to actually tell him. Just like he knew all of that, he knew exactly what kind of rhythm to fall into, already relentlessly pounding into you once you were adjusted to him. It was slower at first, with Levi putting in the effort to almost completely pull out before pushing back in, over and over, skin slapping against skin as he did so. The erotic sounds from your throat were nonstop now, one moan melting into the next, and Levi’s own noises soon joined with yours as he picked up speed. Your hips met his effortlessly, bodies in sync with one another, the familiarity apparent in the way you just knew each other.

Sweat slicked your forehead and matted your hair to it, Levi’s appearance mirroring yours, the heat almost unbearable if not for the knowledge of the cold and biting air that threatened to penetrate your bubble. His hips rolled into yours, entire body pressed to yours now with no room for even an inch of space between your skin; you didn’t know where you ended and he began, and you didn’t want to know. Being connected like this, you were a single being, striving for the same jaw-dropping, toe-curling goal.

Levi gripped one of your thighs to push your knee almost to your chest, changing your position just enough for him to bury himself deeper and hit the spot that made the coil in your stomach tighten instantly. His name left your lips repeatedly, the only thing you remembered, the only thing that mattered in that moment. Levi, Levi, Levi…

He pecked your lips between the little whimpers you gave him, leaving you absolutely breathless, so close to finally reaching the edge. One of his hands forced itself between your colliding hips to give your clit attention, the touch of his fingertips catapulting you closer to your orgasm, unable to resist for much longer.

“Fuck...Levi...close…” you panted into his mouth, hands alternating between gripping his hair, gripping his shoulders, gripping the sheets.

“Me too,” he gasped out in a low murmur. His free hand cupped your face to pull you in for another deep kiss while his fingers worked your clit, dancing around it sometimes, and then rubbing it directly, always in those slow, tantalizing circles. He nipped at your lower lip, whispering the word you needed to hear so badly into your parted lips.

“Come.”

Between his needy kisses and his fingers and his throbbing cock inside of you, with Levi so unyielding and constant with everything he did, never faltering, it threw you over the edge into an intense orgasm, walls squeezing around him as you cried into his lips that were still smothered into yours. Your thighs pressed into his hips to keep him there inside you and you shuddered in delight when he came only moments later, both of his strong hands grabbing your hips and pinning them down so he could ride his high out, right into you.

It took several more moments before the two of you could calm down, hips eventually lulling to stillness so he could rest on top of you, nearly putting his whole weight on you. But it felt good, it felt so good to feel him on you, in you, both of you catching your breath in the stuffy enclosure of your blankets. His mouth pressed a final kiss to yours before finding another favorite place to be - at the curve of your neck, to pepper short, endearing pecks to your skin.

Levi didn’t make any moves to pull out of you so you stayed in that position, reveling in the afterglow of your orgasms, while you stroked his hair and breathed him in, head tilted so he could have full access to the expanse of your neck.

“I guess you were right,” you whispered with a smile, eyes closed. Levi hummed in question and you giggled, a hand caressing his lower back. “We did need to shed clothes to stay warm.”

That earned a chuckle out of Levi but he didn’t respond right away. Instead, he continued leaving kisses along your neck, slowly pulling out of you and shifting so he could be at your side instead of on top of you.

“I’m always right,” he finally said, pulling you into his chest to snuggle, “Just like I’m right about you getting the fuck out of this shitty apartment.” His arm kept itself wrapped around your shoulders even when you swatted his chest, his other arm resting happily at your hip. You traced his chest with your fingertips, legs intertwining as sleep began to overtake you, the exhaustion of sex heavily seeping into your bodies.

“So you would rather have me on the streets with no home to go back to,” you mumbled jokingly, sleepily, and then snickered when Levi’s scoff fills the air.

“You’d have a home, brat.”

You shivered as Levi adjusted the blankets to let some fresh air in, the coldness cracking through at last, but your shivers were easily abated by Levi nuzzling into your hair and pulling you closer, fingertips dancing over your back to soothe you to sleep.

“Love you,” you mumbled, moving your head so you could press your ear against his chest to hear his steady heartbeat. You were already drifting off, warm and content and blissful, but you didn’t miss the quiet, “Love you, too.”

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