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bibbawrites · 4 years ago

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Beach Baby - Single Dad!Charlie x Owen

THIS IS PART 4 OF THE SINGLE DAD!CHARLIE SERIES YOU CAN READ PART 1 HERE , THE PREQUEL (PART 2) HERE AND PART 3 HERE

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Word Count: 3907 words 😳

Summary: Part 4 of Single Dad!Charlie, Margaux and Charlie reunite with Owen in Hawaii after months apart due to lockdown, just in time for Margaux’s fourth birthday

Warnings: technically underage drinking, i guess technically i have to warn that this is implied mutual crushing between owen and charlie, if you dont feel comfortable with romantic chowen do not read

A/N: i couldn’t get this out of my head so i had to write it, and boy did i write it this is the longest non-chaptered fic ive ever written and honestly i could have made it longer but i didnt want it to drag on any more that it already did this is literally more than double the length of my normal fics, i got very carried away

also just a note that i’m not trying to be rude about the fans who met the boys at the airport and i’m sure in real life the boys were happy to stop and chat, but from a parents perspective charlie’s first instinct would be to protect his daughter so i just thought i’d add that. please don’t get upset for that part!

sorry for any mistakes, its 4am and im half asleep trying to read through this to post lol anyways, hope you enjoy!

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“Papa!” Margaux screamed, racing across the airport to Owen, the blond boy scooping up the nearly four year old and spinning her around when she reached him.

“Maggie! I’ve missed you so much.” Owen exclaimed, pulling his mask down to pepper her cheeks with kisses, causing Margaux to giggle loudly. “Where’s your Daddy?”

“Right behind you.” Owen spun around to find Charlie standing there, clearly smiling at him despite the bandana that covered his mouth, and Owen’s heart skipped a beat at how good Charlie looked in the early morning sun streaming through the airport windows.

Meanwhile Charlie was thinking the exact same thing, admiring how attractive Owen was, especially when he was in his dad mode. He really understood why girls had such a weakness for cute boys with cute kids when he saw Owen with Margaux.

Charlie stepped forward, pulling Owen into a tight hug and Margaux whined in complaint at being squished between her dad and her self declared papa. They pulled away from each other, both boys fighting to hide their slightly flushed cheeks.

“I’m hungry.” Margaux whined, and Charlie was snapped out of his heart eyes daze, his whole focus back on his daughter.

“Let’s get some food into you before our plane leaves then eh.” He replied, and Margaux nodded happily.

Feeling bold Owen grabbed onto Charlie’s hand, lacing their fingers together. It wasn’t unusual for them to do this but it was the first time doing it when they were well known enough that someone might recognise them. But neither of them really cared. They were just happy to be back together again.

The minute they arrived in Hawaii they were met with fans. As much as he loved meeting the fans Charlie couldn’t help but sigh slightly as he tried to protect Margaux as much as he could.

It wasn’t that the fans didn’t know about Margaux, because it was a well known fact that he was a single dad, it was more that he wanted to keep her away from the spotlight. She hadn’t asked for her dad to become a well known actor, and she didn’t deserve to have her life changed because of it. He was determined to give her the most normal life possible.

Eventually they made it to the villa house that they were staying in while in Hawaii, and after throwing their bags into their rooms it was time to have a bit of fun.

“Swim time swim time!” Margaux sung, running laps around the living room. Kenny chuckled at the small girl, looking up at Charlie who was following closely behind her.

“It seems like only yesterday she was a tiny two year old who cried every time you left her side.” He said, and Charlie smiled fondly, sitting down on the chair next to Kenny.

“She’s growing up too fast.” He agreed. “I can’t believe in less than 24 hours time I’ll be a dad to a four year old.”

Margaux tripped on the tiles, landing with a clatter, her bottom lip jutting out. Charlie jumped up, but before he could even think about moving across the room Owen was by Margaux’s side, helping her up and pulling her into a tight hug. He whispered something in her ear and Margaux giggled loudly, her fall already forgotten.

Charlie smiled softly at the scene, his heart filled with love for both the blond boy and his little princess.

“Daddy.” Margaux called, snapping Charlie out of his daze.

“Yeah baby?” He answered, finally making his way across the room.

“Can we swim now?” She asked, grabbing onto his leg. Charlie subconsciously ran his hand through her soft curls.

“Of course we can.” He replied. Margaux glanced up at Owen.

“Papa too?” She questioned.

“Papa too.” Charlie agreed. Margaux peered past him, her gaze landing on Kenny.

“Coming Uncle Kenny?” She asked, and Kenny laughed, standing up.

“Coming Little Gillespie.” He replied.

Margaux smiled contently, taking both Charlie and Owen’s hands to pull them outside towards the pool.

She really did have every single one of them wrapped around her little finger.

Dinner that night was special, as it was supposed to be Carolynn’s last day on the island. They decided on a joint party for her last night, as well as celebrating Margaux’s birthday a day early.

They had headed to a tiny restaurant near their villa, and Charlie had allowed Margaux to pick whatever she wanted from the menu, not that it mattered because she chose chicken nuggets and chips anyways.

The meal was nice, and before they knew it they were arriving back at the villa. Jeremy, Carolynn and Kenny all excused themselves for bed, and Tori settled into the couch, flicking the TV on.

“Bath and bed time baby.” Charlie told Margaux, and she pouted but obeyed, following him into the hallway.

“Hey Char, can I ask you something?” Owen asked, trailing behind the father daughter duo, and Charlie stopped, letting Margaux run ahead to their room.

“Anything.” He smiled.

“Do you mind if I share your room? I know the other bed was meant to be for Margaux but-” Owen started, playing with his fingers slightly.

“She can share with me.” Charlie cut him off. “Bed’s all yours.” Owen looked up, his eyes widening.

“Really?” He checked.

“Of course.” Charlie smiled. Owen grinned, throwing his arms around Charlie’s neck.

“Thanks Char. I just didn’t really want to sleep alone.” He admitted, and Charlie squeezed him tight.

“Any time.” He told Owen, and the blond boy pulled away with a smile, before heading off to the room he was originally going to stay in to collect his bags.

Charlie entered the room that he and Margaux, and now Owen, were sharing, finding his daughter already snuggled into one of the beds, still wearing her dinner clothes. Charlie sighed, moving to pull her out of the bed. Owen entered the room, bags in tow, and Margaux looked up at him excitedly.

“Papa! Are you sleeping here?” She questioned. Owen placed his bags in the corner before answering.

“I am Miss Maggie.” He said, and Margaux cheered.

“You don’t mind sleeping with Daddy?” Charlie checked, and Margaux shook her head, jumping up to throw her arms around Charlie’s neck.

“Nope! More cuddles!” She stated. Charlie laughed, picking her up.

“Exactly right. Now, it’s bath time.” He said, grabbing Margaux’s pyjamas as she clung to him.

“Bye Papa!” Margaux called as Charlie moved to leave the room. Owen waved.

“Bye Maggie!” He replied, matching her enthusiasm. Charlie couldn’t help but smile.

Margaux was so lucky to have someone like Owen in her life. They both were.

“Daddy! Wake up!” Margaux screamed, jumping on top of Charlie. He groaned, squinting as he looked up at his daughter.

“What time is it?” He mumbled. Owen sat up in his own bed, grabbing his phone to check the time.

“4:47am.” He informed Charlie, his voice thick with sleep. Charlie tried to ignore how sexy Owen’s morning voice was, instead focusing on his daughter.

“Mags it’s too early to be awake.” He told her. Margaux pouted, flopping down on top of him.

“Daddy, it’s my birthday!” She exclaimed. Charlie smiled, kissing her cheek.

“I know baby, happy birthday. Now can we sleep for a little bit?” He tried. Margaux thought for a moment.

“Only if Papa comes here too.” She decided.

Charlie’s eyes widened slightly, eyes fixed on Owen as the younger boy sleepily slid out of his bed with no hesitation, and into Charlie’s, snuggling into Charlie’s side the minute he laid down. Margaux squirmed her way under the covers, squishing herself in between the two of them.

Charlie shut his eyes in an attempt to get back to sleep, but it was no use. He opened his eyes again, staring up at the ceiling, as Margaux slept soundly next to him.

His mind was racing, noticing every single little place where Owen’s warm skin was in contact with his. It felt like he was on fire.

“Stop thinking.” Owen mumbled, and Charlie turned his head to see Owen staring at him, his eyes half shut with sleep.

“How did you know?” He questioned. Owen gave him a small smile.

“I always know. Whatever it is, just ignore it for now. Get some sleep, it’s gonna be a big day.” Owen whispered. Charlie paused for a moment, just staring at Owen in the dim light from Margaux’s nightlight. Even half asleep in the almost complete darkness of the room Owen still looked gorgeous. Charlie swallowed.

“You’re right. Thanks O.” He replied.

“Love you.” Owen yawned in response, his eyes shutting again. Charlie smiled softly, moving his hand to brush a bit of Owen’s hair off his face.

“I love you too Owen.” He replied, despite the fact that the younger boy was already asleep. He pressed a soft kiss to Owen’s head, and lowered his voice to no more than a whisper.

“More than I probably should.”

After what felt like no time at all Charlie was being shaken awake again.

“Daddy is it time to get up now?” Margaux questioned, sitting on his chest. Charlie yawned.

He reached over and checked his phone. It was just after 6:30am.

“Okay we can get up. But we’re gonna leave Papa to sleep a little bit more, okay?” Charlie compromised. Margaux thought for a moment before agreeing. Charlie grinned, sliding the both of them out of the bed careful not to wake Owen. Once they were out of the bed Charlie lifted Margaux up, placing her on his hip. He pressed a soft kiss to her temple.

“Now. Let’s go make some birthday pancakes.”

“Happy birthday Little Gillespie.” Jeremy sung, entering the kitchen with Carolynn close behind him.

Margaux grinned, her mouth full of pancake.

“Thank you!” She exclaimed, her words muffled by her food. Carolynn stepped past Jeremy, moving to place a gentle kiss on Margaux’s head and whisper to her. Margaux grinned before looking up at her father.

“Hey Daddy?” She spoke. Charlie made a noise in response.

“Yeah?” He said, flipping pancakes onto a plate for both Jeremy and Carolynn.

“Do you think the birthday fairy could found me here?” Margaux questioned, her eyes full of hope. Charlie couldn’t help but smile, not even bothering to correct her words, as he placed the pan down.

“Should we go find out?” He asked. Margaux’s eyes widened in excitement.

“Yeah! But first we have to get Papa.” She decided. Charlie nodded.

“You wanna go wake him up? Tell him we made him some pancakes?” He asked, and Margaux grinned, already sliding out of her chair.

“Okay Daddy!” She replied, before rushing out of the room. The room fell silent for a few moments before Carolynn cleared her throat.

“So Charlie...” She raised an eyebrow. “How long have you been in love with Owen?”

Charlie choked on his coffee.

“I’m sorry, what?” He spluttered. Carolynn grinned.

“You heard me.” She said. Charlie hesitated.

“I’m not-” He stopped. “I-”

He groaned. There was no use denying it if clearly he was obvious enough that his friends had figured him out.

“Since filming.” He admitted. Carolynn cheered.

“You owe me $20.” She told her husband, who glared at Charlie.

“You just had to admit it, huh?” Jeremy shook his head, and Charlie shrugged, a small smile on his face.

“Admit what?” Owen’s voice came from behind them, deep from sleep, and Charlie took a sip of his coffee to try to distract himself. Owen always looked good but in the early morning light, his hair still a mess from sleeping, he looked ethereal. Charlie bit his lip to stop himself from staring.

“Nothing important.” Carolynn replied, and Charlie shot her a thankful look.

“Can we see if the birthday fairy visited now?” Margaux sighed, clearly impatient. They all laughed.

“Of course baby.” Charlie told her, standing up. He grabbed the plate of pancakes he had made for Owen, handing them to the younger boy as he passed him.

Margaux lead the way to the living area where Kenny and Tori were already sat waiting, squealing with excitement when she saw the small pile of presents on the table.

“They came!” She exclaimed, and Charlie couldn’t help but smile, ruffling her hair affectionately.

Margaux settled down on the couch as everyone spread out around the room, and one by one she opened the presents, eyes widening with excitement at every single one.

Charlie had gotten her a few dolls that he knew she had been wanting, plus some new clothes, books and other toys.

Jeremy and Carolynn had gotten her a small paint set with a Frozen paint by numbers.

Kenny had gotten her a tiny version of the Sunset Curve shirt that the cast had all received.

Tori had gotten her a little lilac tutu.

Madi, Jadah and Savannah had sent their presents, some handmade earrings, little stud versions of the ghost drawings that Carolynn had created from Madi, a small pair of overalls from Savannah, and a colouring book from Jadah.

But her absolute favourite gift had come from Owen, a tan coloured bear from Build-A-Bear that he had dressed like Luke, and the clothes to change the bear into Reggie, Alex and Julie if she wanted to.

After hugs all round the group decided to go their own ways, with Kenny heading off to spend the day relaxing, and Tori, Jeremy and Carolynn going to the beach to sunbathe since Carolynn’s flight had been delayed.

“Where do you want to go today birthday girl?” Charlie asked, as he and Owen collected the pile of gifts to move them back to their room.

Margaux frowned in thought, the bear still grasped in her arms.

“Hiking.” She decided, and Charlie laughed. She was definitely his daughter.

“You sure? We can do whatever you want to do.” He checked. Margaux nodded, her attention focused on her new clothes that Charlie had placed on the bed to fold later.

“I’m sure.” She said, reaching for the Sunset Curve shirt and overalls. “Can I wear this?”

“Of course you can.” Charlie agreed.

“I’m gonna have a quick shower.” Owen said, grabbing some clothes out of his bag. Charlie nodded, focused on helping Margaux change out of her pyjamas into her new clothes.

“Do you think we can have some time tonight just you and me?” Charlie asked once Margaux was dressed, moving to grab her hairbrush and some hair ties.

“Yes please Daddy.” Margaux agreed, sitting on the edge of the bed as Charlie sat behind her.

“We could go get dinner just the two of us, and then come back here for birthday cake.” He suggested. Margaux frowned, clearly thinking.

“Is it chocolate cake?” She asked after a moment, and Charlie paused from brushing her hair to kiss the top of her head.

“You’ll have to wait and see.” He teased. Charlie finished tying her hair up into two little space buns, not quite proper buns but as close as he could get with her shortish hair.

“I hope it’s chocolate cake. I love chocolate cake.” She giggled, standing up on the bed and turning around to hug her father. Charlie wrapped his arms around her, a gesture that was so safe and familiar.

“Me too baby, me too.” He agreed. Margaux snuggled her head into his shoulder.

“Is Papa coming hiking?” She questioned. Charlie grinned to himself.

“Do you want him to come?” He asked. Margaux didn’t even hesitate.

“Yes.”

“Then I’m sure he’d love to come.” Charlie assured her. She pulled away. looking him in the eyes. Charlie had always loved that she had gotten his eyes.

“Do I ask him?” She said, eyes wide. Charlie struggled to contain a laugh at how serious she looked.

“When he comes back, yeah.” He nodded.

“When who comes back?” Owen asked, re-entering the room. Margaux jumped up, throwing herself at the 20 year old. He lifted her up with no hesitation.

“Are you gonna come hiking?” Margaux asked, her bottom lip jutting out in a pleading way.

“Of course I am. Wouldn’t want to miss spending time with my two favourite people.” Owen grinned, kissing her nose causing her to giggle. Charlie’s heart skipped a beat at the declaration that he was one of Owen’s favourite people.

“Yay! Can we go now?” Margaux turned in Owen’s arms to face her father. He nodded, standing up from the bed.

“Shoes, and then we can go.” He said, and Margaux squirmed her way out of Owen’s arms to go find her running shoes.

Charlie exchanged a look with Owen, the both of them thinking the same thing.

It was going to be a long day.

Hiking with a just turned four year old was exhausting, even despite them choosing the easiest possible trail so that she wouldn’t have any issues.

It was fine at first, Margaux excitedly looking at the plants and trying to spot any animals in the trees, but after about twenty minutes she got bored and tired, and Charlie and Owen spent the rest of the hike passing her back and forth between the two of them.

Finally they made it back to the villa, and after a quick stop for lunch Margaux was recharged and ready for the rest of the day.

“Can we swim?” She asked. Charlie nodded.

“We’ll go and get changed, and then we can go in the pool for a while until we have to get ready for dinner, okay?” He suggested.

“Okay Daddy.” Margaux smiled sweetly.

After quickly changing into their swimmers, Charlie, Margaux and Owen ended up in the pool, Jeremy and Carolynn lounging nearby.

They swam for a few hours until Margaux got thirsty, and with a promise of apple juice she and Charlie climbed out of the pool leaving Owen to go sit with the Shada’s.

Charlie walked inside the villa, finding Kenny sat at the kitchen bench reading while Tori lounged on one of the couches, staring at her phone.

“Why don’t we do cake now, so that you don’t have to worry about rushing home?” Kenny spoke up, as Charlie manoeuvred through the kitchen to get the apple juice out, Margaux clinging to his chest like a baby koala.

“That’s a good idea. Do you want to do your birthday cake now Mags?” Charlie asked his daughter, pouring her some apple juice. She sipped on the juice, looking up at him with wide eyes.

“Yeah!” She exclaimed. Charlie smiled.

“Okay, can you go get Papa, Aunty Care and Uncle Jer for me?” He asked, placing her down. She nodded eagerly, handing her cup of juice to him before rushing outside to where Owen, Jeremy and Carolynn were still sat.

Charlie grabbed the cake out of the fridge and placed it on the bench, before putting the four candles in, and grabbing a lighter.

“Have you seen my camera Kenny?” He asked, and Kenny just pointed to the end of the bench where the camera was sitting. Charlie smiled gratefully, grabbing the camera.

“Want me to take photos?” Tori offered, and Charlie nodded, handing her the camera.

Margaux re-entered the room, Owen and the Shada’s following close behind her, and when she reached her father he lifted her up. Kenny took the lighter, lighting the candles on the cake and together they sung Happy Birthday to Margaux, Tori snapping photos as the four year old blew out her candles.

Charlie held Margaux close to him as Kenny divided the cake up, thankful that he had such an amazing family to spend his little girl’s birthday with.

When Charlie and Margaux made it back to the villa after their dinner that night, the newly four year old was ready to fall asleep. Charlie carried her to bed, silently thanking his past self for deciding to give her a bath and do her birthday cake before they went to dinner because now all he had to do was change her into her pyjamas.

He changed her quickly seeing that she was almost asleep, and tucked her into the bed.

“Did you have a good birthday baby?” Charlie asked softly, settling down next to his daughter.

Margaux just nodded in response.

“That’s good.” Charlie ran a hand through her curls. “Goodnight baby girl.”

“Big girl.” Margaux mumbled sleepily. Charlie smiled, leaning down and kissing her head.

“You might be a big girl now but you’ll always be my baby girl.” He whispered. “I love you.”

“I love you too Daddy.” Margaux replied, her eyes already shut and her arms wrapped tightly around her new bear. Charlie stood up slowly and headed to the door, leaving it open a crack for a little bit of light to shine in.

He paused for a moment, just taking in the reality that Margaux was already four years old, and that she was growing up too fast. With one last look at the door he made his way down the hallway and outside to where he knew Owen was waiting.

“She’s asleep.” He announced, flopping down on the outdoor sofa next to Owen.

“I’m not shocked, she’s had a big day.” Owen replied, handing Charlie a cold beer that he had clearly gotten for him. Charlie took it thankfully, taking a large swig.

“Can you believe that she’s four already? It feels like she was only just born and I was waking up to find out that her mother was gone and that it was only me and her. It was terrifying at the time, but looking back I wouldn’t change it for the world.” He rambled. Owen rested his head on Charlie’s shoulder and Charlie wrapped his arm around the younger boy, pulling him closer.

“You should be proud of yourself Char. You’ve done an amazing job.” Owen complimented, snuggling closer to Charlie as he took a mouthful of his beer.

“You think so?” Charlie questioned. Owen nodded against his shoulder.

“I know so.” He sat up. “Margaux is the most well behaved kid I’ve ever met, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her misbehave once in all the time I’ve known her. She’s an amazing kid and it’s all because she has the most amazing father.”

“Thank you.” Charlie whispered, suddenly realising how close Owen was to him. He could feel Owen’s warm breath on his lips, and he found himself leaning in, the urge to kiss Owen overtaking his entire being. His lips brushed against Owen’s ever so slightly, but before they could properly commit to the kiss they were interrupted.

“Hey, we’re gonna play...” Tori’s voice came and they jumped apart quickly. She trailed off, eyeing them carefully. “Were you two about to kiss?”

Charlie cleared his throat. Owen’s eyes widened.

“Uh... no?” Owen lied. Tori shot them a suspicious look but clearly decided against pushing.

“Right... well we’re gonna play Cards Against Humanity if you want to join us.” She told them, before turning and heading back inside. Neither Charlie nor Owen moved, the silence was deafening. Finally Owen spoke.

“Sorry.” He muttered quickly, before standing up and rushing inside. Charlie groaned, watching him leave, the feeling of Owen’s lips still lingering on his own.

“Fuck.” He sighed, downing the last of his beer before standing up to join the rest of the group inside.

He would have to deal with the Owen situation later.

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yeoldontknow · 3 years ago

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tagged by the loveliest angel @augustbutwinter to do this fun tag. thank you so much my love!

1. what fandoms have you written for (but do not currently)? - harry potter, muse, merlin, supernatural, doctor who, sherlock

2. what fandoms are you currently writing for? - kpop only

3. how long have you been writing? on this blog? - my first actual fanfic would have been when i was about 8? it was for sailor moon but it was literally only in a journal i had. i presume that counts. so that would put us at 24 years lmao - on this blog specifically, since april 2017

4. on which platforms do you post your stories? - here and AO3

5. what is your favourite genre to write? - aaaaangst lmao and horror/suspense. i love really dark things, and have always had a fascination in writing things that disturb me? i think its from an analytical or psychological perspective, exploring the limits of humanity and processing for myself why these things make me uncomfortable/where i feel them on my body/what is fear vs disgust idk. also very much enjoy fantasy/supernatural.

6. are you a pantser or a planner? - almost always i have a plan, however there are some fics that come out of nowhere and i just have to write them. examples of this are enough and love; always

7. one shot or multi-chapter? - i usually try very hard to keep things as a one shot, and reserve series for things that actually have substance enough to extend past 3 chapters. lately, all my ideas have been very plot heavy or come from worlds i am very interested in exploring and/or have aspects of emotion i want to work through. if i cant keep it to a one shot (like...under 30k) i will make it a series and ill be angry at myself lmao

8. what is the perfect chapter length in your opinion? - anywhere from 5-9k is a solid, average chapter length for me. some chapters, in hero for example, need to be more than this because theyre the heavy plot chapters. i have been trying not to focus on lengths anymore, just want to write until the story is told

9. what is your longest published story? is it complete? - the longest story ive ever written is 154k in a different fandom and yes its complete. at the moment, hero is breaching 98k and i imagine it will be my longest when its completed

10. which story did you enjoy working on the most? - when it comes to series, hero and time runner will, and always will be, the most special things ive ever done. i feel at home and myself when im writing them. im in love with writing them. the ideas are so strong, and the characters are so loud and clearly defined it just is the best time making art ive ever had. - for one shots, light sakura was truly catharsis. i needed to write that. its the most personal, vulnerable thing ive ever written and will probably never produce something like that again unless theres another major event in my life. also absolutely adored writing molotov cocktail and empty vessels. those are both the easiest 30k ive ever produced

11. favourite request you’ve have written and why (if any?) - brooklyn is burning was technically a request and im extremely partial to it

12. are there reoccurring themes in your stories? - oh yeah. usually my female characters are working through bad relationships or finding their voices, seeking identity and power in worlds that dont necessarily provide that. i write what i feel and what ive lived, the worlds around the characters are just exaggerations of reality and my imagination. theres always a little piece of me in my stories, and usually that piece comes down to them learning to trust which is something i struggle with

13. current number of wips? - please i cannot share this number, not when im ashamed of the amount lmao

14. three things you have noticed about your own writing? 1. smut is insanely hard for me 2. fluff is almost impossible, and could be considered my weakness. happiness is an external feeling, an outward experience. im a very bodied writer and finding joy or finding small bits of romance is difficult (largely because i live alone) so i will over explain aspects of the idol character or highlight small actions in the effort of holding onto them 3. i am still learning to trust the process

15. a quote you like from a published story.

‘Don’t confuse loyalty with strength,’ you say, as he releases you. You remain still, forehead pressing against the bars to get as close to him as possible. ‘I have no allegiance to you. My silence is not owed to you.’

‘Really?’ he says with disdain. ‘It was given so freely the last two days.’

‘Your ignorance proves you have never truly known a woman,’ you taunt. ‘We are always at war, even if we are silent.’

- from: hero - chapter 3

16. a quote from an unpublished story.

Would it have been easier for you both to survive if you could be a needy, fragile little thing - not ready to die, not ready to leave him on his own?

The night before, Chanyeol held you close, kissed you until your throat felt raw, and made you realize he didn’t want it, didn’t need it. He loved the war in you, handled you like a blade between his fingers, skin unmarred by your sharp edges. He didn’t want it, but you wanted it, at least a little. You wanted him to know there were still traces inside you of the girl you lost.

from: time runner - chapter 7

17. space for you to say something to your readers.

hello beautiful loves. every moment you even click on one of my works an angel gets its wings <3

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slaveformingi · 5 years ago

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Why Were You Starring At Me?(M)

READER (y/n) X JUNG WOOYOUNG (Ateez) Genre: Smut, Fluff Towards The End, School Setting. Word Count: 2368 Words. Summary: When your best friend tells you that one of the most popular guy in schools has a crush on you, you couldn't help but to confront him about it.. But what happens when both of you are left in the dance room together alone.

(Author’s Note: Fix On! I finally finished it! I finally did 😭😩 This honestly took longer than expected but thank you guys for all the nice��dms and being so patient and supportive while I was struggling to finish this piece. I kinda tried a different writing style so do tell me if you like this better or my old style better. Also side note; I need to seriously start writing smut that is not a school setting. This is my 3rd smut with a school setting. Guys, do give me ideas for my future smut.)

“Come on! He does not have a crush on me, there’s no way in the world that’s going to happen. How the fuck did you come up with that statement?!”

You said as you glared to your best friend, you weren't really angry or frustrated with her, you just was confused at how she could come up with such a statement. A statement that if heard by other students, could get you into big trouble.

“I bet you 50 bucks that he totally has a crush on you! It’s so damn obvious y/n!” she said as she hit your shoulder playfully.

“You’re that confident?” you said as you raised an eyebrow.

“Yeap! I always catch him trying to sneak a glance of you.” she says enthusiastically. The only thing you could manage to do was roll your eyes at her.

“You are about to catch these hands if you don't stop this nonesense.” you said in a sarcastic tone as you raised your fist and move it in front of your friend’s face.

“Sheesh, dont you ever use that phrase again. It makes you sound old.” your friend says as she shoves your fist away.

You couldn't help but let out a chuckle. You looked across the classroom and made eye contact with a boy. The moment he realised you were looking back at him, he turned around and pretended to join in a conversation with his friends.

“I told you.” your best friend says as she sneaks up behind you.

You could see the boy trying to look at you with the corner of his eyes, trying to see if you were still looking at him. When he saw that you were, he continued to pretend to listen to his friends talking. You heard your friend giggled seeing his reaction. You continued looking at the boy, starting to get slightly curious whether or not if what your friend said was true.

You wondered if the boy really liked you or if there was another reason behind why he kept on looking at you. You knew that being too curious wasn't a good thing and your mum always told you not to get involved into other people’s business, but this time, curiosity got the best of you. Plus, this had something to do with you so technically it was your business too.

You were curious about the boy who was sitting across the classroom, the boy who had purple hair, the boy who was always surrounded by a group of loud guys, the boy known as Jung Wooyoung.

Wooyoung was your classmate, his been your classmate for years. He was part of the popular group and had a lot of beautiful girls chasing him, so it was weird when you found out that he stares at you in class.

There were also a lot of rumours about Wooyoung and his friends, you heard that they had some dark sides and that they involve themselves in dangerous things but you didn't really believe in those rumours. To you, Wooyoung and his friends were just a bunch of normal high school students.

You have never really spoken a word to Wooyoung before, let alone have a whole conversation but you were determined to ask him about why he was starring at you. The bell rang, signalling that school was over and it was time for you to go home. Before you could confront Wooyoung, you saw him slipped pass his friends and went out the classroom’s back door but you knew exactly where to find him.

Wooyoung was popular for a reason, not just because of his good looks, but because he was an amazing dancer. He and his friends constantly perform in the school’s festivals and Wooyoung was always the one to choreograph their performances. Girls would drool while looking at him perform on stage.

You made your way out of class and to the school’s dance studio, you peaked in the small window at the door and saw Wooyoung dancing alone inside the room. You hesitated to go into the room for a moment, questions kept on popping up in your head; what if your best friend was wrong? what if he wasn't actually looking at you but looking to someone else when you happened to be in the way? what if you make a fool out of yourself?

Suddenly the door open and Wooyoung appeared in front of you. He had caught you looking into the dance room while he was looking in the mirror.

“Yes? Can I help you with something?” he asked as he raised an eyebrow.

“I-- um--I--” you mumbled, you had no idea how to even start.

“Are you okay?” there was a hint of concern in his tone.

“Yes! I mean no! I mean-- aish” you mentally slap yourself before gaining your composure, “Can I come in?”

“Oh yeah, sure.” he shrugged as he let you into the dance room. You slowly shuffled into the room and heard him close the door behind you.

“So -- emm-- What brings you here today, y/n.” he asks as he scratches the back of his head.

“Where are your friends?” you asked him to make sure he was alone so that you didn't make a fool of yourself.

“Oh they went to go watch a movie at the mall,” he explains “I wasn't really interested so I decided to come here to choreograph something for the upcoming school festival.”

“I see..” you said as your eyes wondered around the room.

“So, are you going to tell me why you’re here?”

“Well, I kinda have a question for you.”

“What is it?”

“WhyWereYouStarringAtMeInClass?DoYouHaveACrushOnMe?” you said in one breath before biting your bottom lip, you could feel your cheeks getting hotter due to the embarrassing question you just ask. You looked at Wooyoung, his cheeks were slightly blushed.

“It’s too obvious isn't it.” he said with an awkward laugh as he walked towards you “Yeah, I have a crush on you, y/n.” Wooyoung leaned in closer to you, his lips were closed to yours, you stared into his eyes before looking at his lips. He instantly smirk once he noticed where you were looking. He cupped your chin and pulled your face closer to his, “...And I believe the feeling is mutual. Am I right?”

“You are.” you whispered as your cheeks turn hotter than before. You placed your hands onto his school shirt, your eyes closed as you pulled him into a deep kiss. You could feel the butterflies in your stomach when your lips touched his. You couldn't deny the fact that you did secretly like him all these years, you were just too afraid to show your feelings without knowing what he thought of you.

Wooyoung wrapped his hands around your waist and slipped his tongue into your mouth, making you moan against him. The next thing you knew, he was already attacking your neck and kissing it before finding your sweet spot. Another moan escaped your lips as he sucked your sweet spot, leaving a love bite.

“Someone might walk in.”you said as your hands run through his hair. You could feel your back hit the cold mirror wall.

“Trust me, nobody is going to walk in. It’s after hours and everyone knows that this is my group’s hangout spot, they won't dare to come in.” he whispers into your ear as his hands started to tug at your shirt.

Slowly, he started peeling off each article of clothing on you, you saw the hunger in his eyes as he looks at your body. The moment he pulled your panties off of you, you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him again. As you kissed him, you unbuttoned his school shirt and undid his belt buckle. A moment later his clothes pooled at his feet.

Your bodies were closed to each other, his hands calloused over your waist. His lips met your neck once again as he continues to mark you as his. You released a moan, which led to Wooyoung’s groan. He removed one of his hands from your waist, his hand glided along your cheek as he gives you a small peck on the lips, you couldn't help but smirk at him.

“Don’t think about teasing baby girl, we can save that for another day.” he whispers in your ear. You nodded, you would love to tease him but he was right, you were still in school grounds and it would be too risky. You looked up at him, then pushed your head up to kiss him again.

His hands roamed your body, grabbing your butt before he gives your breast a firm squeeze, which you responded with a soft squeal. Your right hand travelled from his neck down to his chest and to his dick. He moaned loudly against your neck as your cold hand came in contact with his dick.

Wooyoung slipped his hand from your waist to your clit and started playing with it. You whimpered against him, your lips interlocking again. You grind yourself against his hand, desperate for more friction. He shifted his hand lower down and caress it even more, sending pleasure through out your whole body, another moan escaped your mouth.

“Wooyoung, you said no teasing.” you moaned out.

He kept quite, his lips forming a smirk as he continued to stroke you, his thumb pressed onto your nub as he inserts a finger into your. You clench his shoulders as pleasure hit you. He grabbed your chin with his free hand and turned your face towards his. You stared into his eyes, his pupils filled with lust as he thrusted his fingers into you. A string of moans and curses escaped your lips.

“I’m going to make you feel so fucking good.” Wooyoung mumbled against your lips as he fingers you faster.

You arched your back as a staggered moan left your mouth as his finger hit your g-spot, his thumb continue to rub your nub. You could feel yourself getting dizzy due to the pleasure he was giving you.

He added another finger into you, thrusting in and out of you. A few thrust later, you clenched yourself around his fingers and you moaned you his name. Wooyoung smirked at you as he let you ride your high.

You whimpered as he removed his fingers from you, he slipped them into his mouth and groaned at how good you taste. Since he couldn't wait any longer, Wooyoung immediately wraps his arms around your waist, supporting your butt as you wrapped your legs around his hips. Your lips attacked his neck, making his moan.

“Fuck-- I’m going to fuck you so good baby.” Wooyoung groaned against your neck. You subconsciously began to grind yourself against his throbbing dick, you wanted him so badly. Wooyoung notices this and decides to switch roles, he rubs himself against you earning a loud moan from you.

Carefully, Wooyoung slightly shifted you up, then lowered you down onto him, his dick sliding inside of you slowly. Both of you moaned from the pleasure that you felt.

A loud moan left Wooyoung's lips as his hands grasped your hips tightly. Your nails digging into his shoulders (which would definitely leave a mark), your teeth digging into your bottom lip as you felt him inside of you.

“Woo,” you moaned as you adjust to his size, “Please fuck me hard.”

With that, Wooyoung pulled his hips back deliberately and then thrusts forward, realising a moan from both of you. He repeated it until he picked up a steady pace.

“Fuck baby, you’re so fucking tight.”

The sound of skin slapping could be heard echoing through out the dance room. Pantings, groans, curses and moans escaped from both of you. You cursed as Wooyoung hit your g-spot causing you to clench around him. His head threw back. He continuously thrust into you hard, abusing your g-spot.

“Fuc--Fuck.” he groans. The veins in his necks starts appearing. He stated to fasten his pace, trusting into you harder and more quickly. You could feel yourself about to cum for the second time, and you knew he was close too.

“Fuck, Woo! I’m close.” you moaned out as you could feel your high building up.

“Same, cum for me baby.” you could hear the struggle in his voice as he quickened his pace. Your vision becomes blurry as you released yourself on him. A few thrust later, and you felt his load in you. Wooyoung’s pace becomes sloppy as he rides his high. You held onto him until your breathing was steady before getting off him.

“Fuck, you have no idea how long I've been wanting to do this to you.” Wooyoung says as he plops down on the floor, sweat trickling down the side of his face. “Although, I never imagined we would be doing it here.”

You smiled at him as you dressed yourself. As soon as you put on you were decent you picked up his clothes and passed it to him before lying down next to him.

“So you really have a crush on me?”

“I’ve had a crush on you for about 3 years now.” he said laughing as he put his clothes on. Once dressed he pulls you up from the floor and into his arms, pulling you to him and kissing you deeply, “So can I finally call you mine now?”

You couldn't help but giggle at his question before you nod your head.

Suddenly, the dance room’s store door open, revealing a traumatised Jongho.

“Wtf?! I thought you went to catch a movie with the others?!” shouted Wooyoung, you immediately hid behind Wooyoung's back, embarrassed that someone was actually in the next room while you and Wooyoung were having a heated session.

“I left my bag in the store room so I came to pick it up and then I got sidetracked by some old equipment I found in there by the time I wanted to go out, you guys were in the middle of something-- em--” said Jongho as he awkwardly stand in front of his hiding place “Anyways, I need therapy now.”

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hobiheavenly · 6 years ago

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AFTER THE SUNRISE

☼ Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader

☼ Summary: you decided to play a prank on Hoseok since he called you undesirable, but were his claims actually true or is there something else hiding under the dancing man’s fascade?

☼ Word count: 4.6K

☼ Warning: fingering, cunnilingus (male receiving), slight dirty talk, penetration, cream pie, Hoseok’s huge dick and dancing hips

☼ A/N: ITS FINALLY HERE! I’m sorry to have kept all you waiting but finally I got this out of me. i swear I had the most horrible writers block but I hope this turns out for the better! Please let me know what you think! And as always I haven’t edited anything lol what else is new?

The sun was shining in Hoseok’s face. Normally he was usually a morning person but never after a party. He stretched out of the covers but then suddenly felt he wasn’t alone. He reared his head and his face lost all color. Oh no… he had really done it this time. I mean out of all the silly things he could have done, he truly fucked up this time. There you were lying in his bed. Looking under the blankets he confirmed his biggest fear….he was naked. And judging by the looks of the environment, a trail of clothes from the door to the bed, you both had sex. Hoseok went full panic mode as you slept peacefully naked underneath the covers. What even happened last night?

“Think Hoseok, think!!” he thought to himself. What DID he even do last night? All he remembered was going to Seokjin’s party and getting wasted after the dance battle he had with you and dancing with many girls, but in no moment had he gotten close to you….did he?

He remembered seeing you in that cute black ensemble and dancing with that pretty boy who had his hands all over you. That only made him just want to grab you and mess you up till you forgot all about that other guy. Sure he didn’t well like you but he couldn’t deny himself being attracted to you. But even if that were the case….at what point did he even get together with you?

You rolled over to put a hand on his chest, starting to hug him and pull closer to him. As you sighed in bliss, Hoseok looked at you as if you were an alien of another planet. SINCE WHEN DO YOU HUG HIM? WHY ARE YOU NAKED? There were a million questions in his mind he was bound to short circuit. In his jumbled mess of thoughts he knew one thing was certain. It would have seemed that you both had made love all night long. But it also seemed Jung Hoseok didn't have any memory of the incident whatsoever.

Now he had to face the consequences.

Slowly you opened your eyes and smiled as you kissed his cheek.

“Good morning” you said, smile so soft and warm. it was such a contrast to your regular serious face you greeted him with the exception of the occasional small smile popping in his direction.

“Uh, good morning Y/N”

“Y/N? why so formal? What happened with calling me “babygirl”? I mean that’s what you’ve been calling me all night” you stretched a little like a kitten waking up from a nap, a little bit of the sheet slipping down revealing your cleavage.

Whoa, were your tits always this good looking?

“Y/N… I mean Baby, what happened last night?”

“You mean you don't remember? I mean after doing it four times I thought for sure you wouldn't forget”, you give a flirty wink.

Hoseok was in total shock. FOUR TIMES! He knew he was a good lover, but for heaven's sake that was too much on a drunken night.

“All I remember is going to a party with Seokjin and drinking a couple of drinks, and then everything goes blank.”

You smiled and blushed. It was as if you both shared a secret but unfortunately he wasn’t able to recall at all “Oh that was some party last night. Especially the one you and I had here. I mean for a man who claims he doesn’t desire me you couldn’t keep your hands off of me” you looked down and traced circles in his chest while the hue of your cheeks went a little more red “Even when it's my first time without a condom it still was incredible!”

HOLY SHIT! He had fucked you without a wrapper. If he was feeling bad before for doing this the fact that you had entrusted him to fuck you without a condom made him feel even crappier. Jung Hoseok was many things in this life but he was a gentleman first and foremost and he would never fuck without a condom, especially on the first go. But how do you tell a girl who is over the moon about your sexual prowess that you remembered nothing?

“Y/N, I'm sorry but last night was a mistake.”

Bad start. He knew better than to start with the M word just as you were happy about this. You started forming the cutest pout with a splash of sadness coming from your eyes. It would be a lie to say he didn’t crave to kiss your lips and take away that sad expression. But no, this is time to focus.

“What do you mean a mistake? You were the one who actually begged me to do it. I was saying no, but you kept insisting.”

Hoseok sat up and took his hair off his face. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. This must be wrong, he would never beg a girl to have sex with him. "Ok calm down Hoseok I'm sure you must be dreaming. Y/N isn't here and you are just dreaming. Yeah, you are just having an erotic dream about Y/N"

He rubbed his eyes and even pinched himself, but it was useless, you were still there. Then panic struck him like a hammer. What if he got you pregnant? Damn, he was a goner if Krystal knew what he had done since she hated his guts more than anyone.

“Are you ok, Hobi? You don't look so good”

HOBI? A cute ass nickname? Really? Just how far did all this go?

“I….don't remember anything last night” He said nervously “I am so sorry”

A pained expression covered your face as you clutch to the bed sheets, “But you said you loved me. that you would treat me right. Are you saying you lied to me?”

“Technically it’s not a lie since I don’t remember” he tried to joke it off but that only made things worse because your face was just even more sad. Hoseok grabbed your shoulders, “Again, I’m so sorry, Y/N. I normally dont sleep around so easily. I’m always more focused on my dancing that I never think of girls.

“But what about those other girls you dated? Momo and the other girl?” you asked surprised.

Hoseok sighed and sat up straight. this had been thrown in his face so many times before it was necessary to set the record straight, “Ok so let me clear that once and for all, Momo is my dance partner and nothing else. She and I never dated and it was all a dumb rumor that grew way out of proportion. Besides she’s in a happy relationship with Jeongyeon, the other girl in the picture”

You blink for a second, disbelieving the statement the naked man in front of you had just said. It couldn’t be wrong. All the indications said otherwise, there was no way this could be true.

“But I saw the pictures...And the kiss emoji...you two were so close. And then the tons of girls that you go after.”

“Nope, Momo is completely utterly in lesbians with her girlfriend. Funny you mention that because Jeongyeon believed that same rumor and for the longest time hated my guts thinking I was going to snatch her girlfriend. But that time we went to dinner all together we bonded and she doesn’t hate me as much” He chuckled lightly reminiscing the many colorful threats and hard, cold stares Jeongyeon would throw at him from time to time, “and the other girls are just fans of my dancing and nothing more. I draw a fine line between my fans and myself and I have a rule of never dating a fan. Too troublesome.”

Unbelievable! You think you know a guy and it turns out he’s actually good?? Unreal!

“So you’re not a player?” You ask still blinking in confusion.

“Of course not. I barely go out with friends. Sure girls ask me out and stuff but I mostly just dance, go home, eat, and play videogames. My sex life is pretty dry to be honest. Which is why I’m very surprised I even slept with you”

This was the first of you hearing this. After all this time, you just thought he was always going out and sleeping with different girls, which made hating him easier for you. This entire scene was based on the misconception of this, but it turns out he was just a simple guy who could only think of dancing and if his body was any indication, he truly did it a lot. His abs glimmering in the morning light. You were starting to regret doing this.

You shifted in bed trying to get up scurrying yourself away from him. You needed out of this whole convoluted situation. “Listen Hoseok, I think it’s best if we just put this all behind us. Like you said it’s a mistake and we can just never speak of this again”

“But, you said we fucked without a condom?” Hoseok asked.

“Yeah, fucked me raw all night. But what does that matter now?”

He saw the precipitation in your eyes. There’s something here more than meets the eye and he wanted you to spill the beans. There was only one way he could get a woman to tell him what he wanted and you were right there ready to do what he pleases.

“I have to take responsibility over this Babe.” the brunet haired Adonis said as his face grew a sneaky smile. “I will have to get you to go out with me and form a relationship….probably even marry you if it turns out you get pregnant”

“Well, you don't have to do that. I mean, this was just something that...happened” You said nervously as Hoseok got closer to you. Each inch making you difficult to breathe, “I can just take the day after pill or something…”

“Oh, but I want to. And I wouldn't mind making you my wife” he said with a very sexy smile. He’s got you cornered just like he wanted you.

“Really?” you said surprised “cause I don't mind that we did it without a condom. I mean we wouldn’t be the first couple to do so... I..I…”

You were interrupted abruptly by a very passionate kiss that Hoseok layed on your lips. It was incredible how easily you felt weak and trembled in his arms as he possessed your lips. You felt the room spin in circles as both of you submerged into kissing each other.

It would be a lie say that you had never imagined yourself kissing Hoseok. Deep down, as much as you grew yourself to hate him you couldn’t really do so. The attractive style, his grace as he walked, the way he seemed to own everything but was never smug about it always pulled you in to him like a magnet. You didn’t hate Hoseok so much as you hated yourself for being attracted to him.

He pulled you close as he deepened the contact you both made instinctively your hands went to his chest and neck. You brain screamed to stop, your heart yelled go, and your body seemed on fire all from just one kiss.

When you both pulled away you were both breathless, lips numb and eyes dark from the passion that formulated within both of you. You had to slap yourself mentally to regain consciousness of reality. This can’t be true! Hoseok would never have feelings for you...right?

“I’m confused, I thought you said...that you didn’t like me” you closed your eyes. The room seemed to spin in its own axis threatening to make you dizzy.

“We said a lot of things online but most of them were fueled by anger I felt. If I’m being honest I didn’t hate our first date. Yes, I will admit I didn’t help make a good impression coming in all sweaty and in my dancing clothes. But overall I had fun and I thought you were cute, peculiar, but cute nonetheless.”

“That’s why the tweets hurt so much for me. I thought we had something but then you went off to complain and then proceeded to date another guy, of course I’d be mad”

Oh my god, your day out with Jungkook! That wasn’t really even a date for you. You felt bad about this whole situation, it was necessary to apologize and tell him the truth of what went on but Hoseok continued talking.

“I was angry at you and then at him but then I became more angry at myself. I was the one who blew it so it’s only natural. I just wanted one more chance to try to mend things but you and I would get into arguments and I must admit I love confrontation with you, it really turns me on”

Your mouth went agape with Hoseok’s confession. This was totally unexpected. You just wanted to prove the point that you were desirable to him but this goes beyond what you expected to get out of him. He took advantage of this moment to continue kissing you his hands spread on your back as he continues to press against you.

Hoseok’s lips spread on your skin beginning with your neck and going down to your breasts. You parted your lips the moment his tongue started getting closer to your bosom but instead of a plea to stop what escaped your lips was a soft moan. Oh how you cursed your body for betraying you.

Hoseok’s eyes looked at you, darkened by the lust he felt as he continued licking and using his teeth on your now hardened nipple. “I’ve wanted to touch you and taste you for the longest time. And from here on out you are going to be mine, no more pretty boy for you”

The sexual haze was drowning you to the point of forgetting everything that was going on around you. You needed a moment to think. you needed….

“Hold it right there!”

Hoseok turned to the door and saw Kim Seokjin and Jung Krystal, your personal friends, standing there looking at the couple. Your lover grew angry. “Seokjin this better be good! What do you want?” he said irritated.

“I can't let you take away Y/N’s innocence.”

“What are you going on about Hyung? Innocence? This a private matter between me and Y/N”

Right behind Seokjin, Krystal came out and pushed the rich heir out of the way making her presence be center stage, like the queen she usually was. “Actually no. You and Y/N have never made love to each other” Krystal interjected.

“But last night….”

“You passed out after a couple of drinks. I told you drinking scotch was a bit too hard for you” said Seokjin shrugging his broad shoulders and shaking his head.

The confusion on Hoseok’s face became the most evident. It would explain his lack of memory of any event occurred last night. But was this all really just a ruse? Had all the emotions you displayed right now been a lie?

“And the three of us had a perfect way to prank you” she replied with delight, “well better yet, Seokjin and I made a bet to Y/N that she could pretend to have made love to you. Fortunately for us, she was already buzzed and was looking for a thrill”

You could see Hoseok’s expression changed in that moment. Gone was the smile and the playful smirk and was now being replaced by a stern face. You instantly felt the pang of regret in your chest. If only you had known before about his feelings. Why had you been so blind?!

“I got to say, she is a good actress” said the older hyung, rubbing more salt to the wound.

So it was a prank? He hadn't made love to you? He felt a bit relieved but the other part of him felt angry. Hoseok had revealed his emotions to you so easily. He felt like a fool for trusting you so quickly seeing as how you had previously expressed anger and disgust. That couldn’t have been taken away a in one night and he should have known that.

“How could you do this?” Hoseok said with a somber and serious voice.

“Well at first i did it because Seokjin was going to pay me. When I thought this more I convinced myself that this was payback for all the snarky remarks you did about me being undesirable and i thought what better way to get back at you than to scare you” as you relayed this you could see his face harden with each word until you finished with,

“But then I realized that in reality this was a really great way to get closer to you.”

Hoseok blinked in confusion, “If you wanted to get closer to me then why did you have to make up all this?”

“You think you would have taken time to even get to know me, or even listen to me for more than three seconds without you fighting with me? I wanted to be with you as something more than just the silly girl who you always make fun of.”

Hoseok looked at you tenderly. Even through the competitive nature you both had and the disdain you had always shown him you were a sweet girl. An impulsive one, but sweet nonetheless. He looked at Seokjin and gave him an evil glare.

“Get out now!”

The elder shook nervously behind his tall girlfriend, “Look Hobi-ah we are sorry but please take it easy. We were only having fun.”

“Get. Out. Now!”

Hoseok pulled Seokjin and Krystal out of his bedroom and out of his apartment.

“Wait, what about Y/N? Don't tell me that you are going to punish her?” said Krystal.

“As a matter a fact, I am. My soon to be girlfriend has a thing or two she needs to learn about the consequences of trouble making” Hoseok slamming the door in their faces and directly went back to look at you lying in his bed. His eyes redshot in rage and a stern line on his lips. He walked slowly, like a lion hunting his prey.

“I….I’m sorry” you held the sheets in a tight grip, nervous as Hoseok walked up to you, “I can make this up to you somehow, I didn’t know you liked me and I…”

The moment Hoseok shook right next to your bed, he swiftly pulled you close to him and possessed your lips in one stealthy move. His lips were demanding, pressing you so close to him it gave you no space to breathe or think.

“You wanna make it up to me? How about making that fake scene come true? How about I take your body and mark it mine again and again till you have nothing in your mind other than me?”

His words sent chills up your spine and started a fire in your core. You looked at his eyes, studied his expression as you touched his cheek, then gracing his neck and his chest. Normally your instinct would yell to run and leave, but your body felt numb to instinct craving the attention and the touch of Hoseok’s hands all over you.

“Then make me yours, hot shot. You should know well by now that I never back down from a challenge”

With just a growl as a response, Hoseok pulled away the bed sheets and pushed you down on the bed. He observed your body spread on his bed, waiting for him to fuck you hard and make good on that threat he made. He was determined to enjoy that delicious body of yours slowly till he drove you mad.

Hoseok lowers himself kissing you passionately as his fingers explore your skin, the touch sparking fire on your body, every inch he touched burning. He looked at your nipples for a second as he pinched softly on one of them, the sensation sure to ignite more heat.

But that was just one bump in the road, there’s was much more to explore and have fun with. The moment his fingers reached your core he swiftly entered his digit inside the hot entrance, your pussy already hot and wet from his previous foreplay.

“All hot and wet for me babygirl? You’re feeling rather tight though” with just one finger he started to pump inside “do you think your pussy can take me?”

The challenge, he knew how to get you fired up. You responded to his touch with a soft moan as you grabbed yourself to his shoulders and arched your back. You took advantage of the distraction he had with your breast as he dipped his head to succor your tit to grab a hold of his erect penis, pumping him slowly. The unexpected movement causing him to react to your touch. If he wanted a challenge he’s gonna get one.

“You let me worry about my pussy… unless you think this big fat cock’s not enough?”

Fuck taking this slow, he wanted you right then and there. But just like with dancing he wanted to take this sensual tango for two and make it as long as necessary. He pumped, you pumped, he put another finger inside you while his thumb traced circles to your clit while you tightened the grip on his dick tracing circles on the hot red head. It was all a give and take as you both kept kissing each other almost devouring each other with each kiss.

“Hoseok….i feel like I’m gonna cum soon” you felt the flashes of pleasure come in like a tidal wave and wipe you out in the most delicious way.

You didn’t need to be a psychic to know he had his smug smile come through his face as you descended from your high. Round one went to Hoseok, but the battle wasn’t over yet. “Aww...cumming so soon? And my dick hasn’t even gone inside you yet” he faked a pout.

Your breath hitched for a bit as you closed your eyes on him. Swiftly you push Hoseok on the bed and slithered your way down to his dick, waiting erect and hot for your touch. “Then I guess I better step up my game”

His dick twitched with excitement which brought a smirk to your lips. Your lips sucked the head, the taste salty from his precum. One thing was true, his cock was way too big for you to take. At least with your mouth for sure. You had to use both of your hands to pump while your mouth sucked him in and out at an increasingly slow tempo. Hoseok had slept with many girls in his lifetime but seeing you between his legs bobbing your head and struggling to be able to take his full length inside your mouth was both adorable and erotic. That mouth that once spat vicious things to him was now sucking him off as if life depended on it. He could see you touching your clit trying to get some fun out of this yourself but you opted to just stick to pleasuring him. Your high would come soon after.

But your technique was too good on him in the long run, his orgasm threatening to come any second. You let go of Hoseok’s cock in one pop and it took him all of his inner strength to not come in your face as he saw you; hair messy, lips red from the friction and your eyes darkened in lust.

“Are you not gonna cum for me?” Your catty smile grew wickedly on your face. Seems like you’re both at a tie.

“I’d rather cum inside you” he shifted his weight on his forearms as you lifted yourself back up and kissed him once more. His taste lingered in your mouth triggering a beastly growl from Hoseok as he grabbed your legs to put you in the correct position, grabbing his dick to probe around your hot entrance that was already twitching to be fucked.

The moment his dick entered your core, time seemed to stop. There was no twitter war, no other people, no feuds of any sort. It was just Hoseok and you in a strangely perfect link of body and soul.

For Hoseok, pussy was madness; pleasure feeling so heavenly, the heat feeling like something made from hell. He felt bliss and sin all in one sweet movement of his dick.

You closed your eyes feeling his entire length slowly enter you, the head of his dick gracing the cervix making you see stars so quickly. But Hoseok snapped you back to reality, by literally slapping your ass, eyes fixed on you.

“Look at me while I fuck you, look at me and only me”

“You truly do love an audience when you dance” you said breath shaking with the warning of an impending second orgasm.

“This is my best dance yet, babygirl” he winked, moving his hips slowly and little by little increasing his tempo. Hoseok’s dancing abilities truly shined the moments he fucked you. His hips knew the right force to which to drive you crazy. Soft, soft, hard. Your hips swayed along not wanting to fall back

Your legs locked behind his back as you bounced on his dick. Every second his dick was out, your pussy pulled him right back in. You craved it you needed it like a drug and Hoseok didn’t fall behind. It was crazy just how right you both felt. The crook of his hips gave perfect access for your legs, your beautiful tits bouncing on top of his in the most synchronized way.

“I can’t…I’m gonna cum again...fuck you’re so big inside me”

“Same...your pussy is so good it’s devouring me whole...I can’t wait anymore”

Even while on the verge of an impending orgasm, Hoseok’s mind was knocked into reality. He didn’t have a condom on and cumming inside you would be inconsiderate. And as if you could read his concerns you put your lips close to his ear and whispered: “it’s okay I can take the pill, do good on that promise and mark me as yours Hobi”

“Ffffuuuuckkk!!!” He bellowed as he came on top of you, his hot cum splattering on your insides. Hoseok tumbled down next to you, both of you out of breath and completely dazed after the most amazing orgasm both of you had ever felt.

“This... is way better than a twitter war” you spouted happily as you kissed your brand new boyfriend in his lips.

“Had I known sex would be this great we could have avoided so much shit had we just fucked the first date” Hoseok smirked toyingly.

“Good sir, but I am still a lady!” You feigned indignation, “I never sleep on the first date!”

“Well then, good thing the first one was already over. How about I take you to many more to make up for the one I screwed up?”

“Challenge accepted” you laughed as you continued to lazily kiss each other.

For the rest of the day the two of you decided to just stay in his room where you dedicated the entire day talking about how you felt, about every single misconception between the both of you and of course there was the "obedience lessons".

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imaginethathaikyuu · 6 years ago

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Hi I’ve been reading your scenarios and I couldn’t help but see what your take on a soulmate AU for oikawa would look like (of course if it is ok with you). I really love your writing!

okay i dont even know what happened nor do i know how the fuck this got so long, i just got carried away. i told myself i didnt like soulmate au’s all that much and then i wrote one that was ten pages long. anyway, this is my take on a soulmate au. thank you for the kind words and for the request!▻fem reader

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Everyone wanted to be Oikawa Tooru’s soulmate. Everyone - the literal sense of the word.

Boys, girls, and everything in between or outside of the two. At least one person a day would come up to him and ask that fated question: “Can I see your tattoo?”

And Oikawa gets it, he does - having him for his soulmate would be a ticket to the top of high school’s social hierarchy. He’s not even being egotistical; it’s just the truth. Everyone knows that the person destined to be with Oikawa not only got to be with the attractive boy forever, but they also got eternal bragging rights. At times, it seemed that pride mattered more to those around him than actually finding their soulmate.

It was that reason that Oikawa never showed anyone his tattoo; not even his best of friends had seen it. And it’s not that he doesn’t, technically, want to find his soulmate - he does. Oikawa yearns to hold someone close, kiss their lips until he’s seeing stars, tell them how much he loves them - he wants to find the person who has the perfect match of his tattoo so badly.

But he knows it isn’t worth it. He’s not going to go around showing off his tattoo to everyone who asks, only to find his match and realize all they want him for is an accessory.

“My soulmate is a volleyball genius!”

“My soulmate is going to go pro one day! We’ll be rich!”

“My soulmate is the hottest guy in school!”

Those phrases and many like it bounce around in his mind any time he sees someone who he may enjoy looking at for the rest of his life. Being with someone who refers to him as their soulmate rather than their boyfriend was one of his greatest fears.

So instead of letting himself be excited at the prospect of finding his soulmate - like most others are - he forced himself to forget about the entire thing. To him, it was as if soulmates don’t even exist. The tattoo on his upper-inner arm was more like a birthmark rather than an indication of eternal love. He never looked for his soulmate, he isn’t suspicious of everyone he meets, he never even engages the idea. And that’s how he likes it.

If Oikawa never finds his soulmate, fine by him.

It was because of his attitude that he was able to go about his day normally. He was able to focus in class. He was able to have the best practice he could every single day. He was able to sit where he is now - in the lunchroom with you - and enjoy his lunch with his friend and with peace of mind.

Until that infamous question was asked again - by someone standing behind him.

“Oikawa, let me see your tattoo! I want to see if we match!”

Fuck off, he wanted to say, but he’d never allow himself to be so rude. He thought about what would happen if this random girl was his soulmate - would the universe be so cruel as to give him a soulmate who doesn’t even respect him enough to look him in the eye before speaking to him?

In the time he spent lost in thought, you spoke up for Oikawa. “Fuck off,” you said with your mouth half full, “maybe if you were more respectful, he’d show it to you. Go away.”

He heard the footsteps of the girl leaving, and that along with your frustrated face caused him to smile. You had nearly read his mind - he appreciated that about you.

“Thank you,” Oikawa said with a sigh. You gave a hum in response as you continued to eat your lunch, unaffected by the mini confrontation you just had.

After a beat of silence, Oikawa spoke again. “Y/N, it’s too hot.”

“Duh, it’s nearly summer,” you replied, fanning yourself with your hand.

“Wanna have a pool party?”

“Yes, please,” you said. “Who else is invited?”

“Iwa-chan, but he already declined,” Oikawa said. “Just me and you.”

“Perfect.”

“Come over after school, then.”

Thanks to the plans awaiting him, the rest of the school day felt neverending. Luckily for Oikawa it was Monday, meaning no practice - and while he should at least work out, he’d be damned if he put any more time between him and his pool.

He had already been swimming for at least ten minutes by the time you got to his house. When you walked through the gate you saw him in the pool, floating lazily about the water on top of a large, bright green inflatable ring.

He looked so relaxed that it made you genuinely envious, and you couldn’t wait to be floating next to him.

That’s where you were after a few minutes - both of you were laid back, quietly soaking up the sun as if you had no worries in the world.

Except, Oikawa had just one worry.

He kept looking over at you, trying his best to ensure that you weren’t looking at him. As far as he could tell, you weren’t, but he knew you could be sneaky.

He had become undyingly aware of his soulmate tattoo from the moment you stepped foot into the pool - and he had completely forgotten that this would be an issue for him.

You were one of the people he trusted most, so it’s not like it’d be the end of the world for you to see his tattoo. But all of his bad experiences - especially those he’s had while swimming - keep his anxiety at the forefront of his mind.

After three years of friendship, neither of you had seen the other’s tattoos. You had never even asked to see his - you didn’t care about that at all. That’s something he loved about you, it’s what made him keep you so close.

But Oikawa could not stop thinking about all of the times people had fooled him into showing them his tattoo. That’s usually why he swam with a shirt on, or at least something covering his arm, but today he had completely forgotten.

“Stop looking at me.”

“Sorry.”

You laughed a bit and ran your hand through your sopping wet hair. The wind was blowing, you could hear the sound of children laughing and playing a little bit down the street, and you had never been so relaxed - until you were splashed in the face by a large wave of water.

“What the fuck, Tooru?!” you yelled, thinking he had rudely splashed you. After wiping your eyes you looked over to see that wasn’t the case, instead he had fell off of his float and into the pool. You groaned, wiping the rest of the water off of your face before closing your eyes, trying to find your relaxed state again.

Oikawa was fucked.

What do I do. What do I say. How do I speak.

These are all the thoughts he had while under water. He wasn’t moving his limbs, he was just sitting under - for as long as he possibly could.

He needed air, but his need to avoid his issues mattered more.

Maybe I’m imagining things. Maybe I saw it wrong. That’s it - that’s definitely it. The heat it getting to my head.

After one more second of being alone, he stood up, reminding himself that he’s not thinking straight and that he should go inside before it gets worse.

Oikawa wiped his eyes and turned around to tell you he was done for the day. You were holding your hand up over your eyes to block the sun and get a good look at him, and he saw it again.

You were going to ask if he’s okay, but he cut you off. “What the fuck, Y/N?”

He watched your brows furrow. “The hell is your problem?”

He had to get out. He had to get away. He needed to talk to someone about this.

Except he couldn’t, because the person he always goes to for advice just so happens to be his fucking soulmate.

“Your - your tattoo.”

God, he sounded pathetic.

Your eyes darted to your inner arm where your tattoo is, and you snorted. “Oh, yeah. I forgot you hadn’t seen it.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me.”

He was out of breath. He felt teary eyed. This entire day was fucked. He had spent all this time avoiding and hating soulmates all together that he couldn’t even be happy that he found his.

You weren’t sure what was going on, but Oikawa didn’t seem like he was dying, so you weren’t too worried.

“What about my tattoo?” you asked, curiosity getting the best of you.

Without looking at you he said, “I’ve got the same one.”

“Cool.”

His head snapped to your direction, his eyes wide - did you even care?

“What do you mean ‘cool’?”

“You don’t think it’s cool?” you asked, glancing at him.

“I don’t know, I - I need to go.” He had already been on his way to the pool’s steps by the time he finally choked out the words.

“I’m staying until sunset,” you called to him, closing your eyes and resting your head on the float. Oikawa didn’t respond.

He grabbed his towel before walking inside, dripping water on the floor but paying no mind to it. After grabbing his cell phone and clothes from his room, he went straight to the bathroom.

His face looked rough in the mirror. His eyes were red - from the pool water, but he wouldn’t doubt the tears he nearly shed contributed to the redness a bit.

This was all his fault for inviting you over to swim without even thinking - but he was trying to think of anyone else to blame.

You, for having the tattoo.

The universe for giving it to you.

Iwaizumi, for denying his invitation to swim with him.

Speaking of Iwaizumi, that’s who he was currently trying to get ahold of, but the bastard wouldn’t answer his phone.

This is definitely the universe’s fault.

It took no time for him to change into dry clothes - calling Iwaizumi three times in the process - before he went back to his bedroom.

He debated taking a nap to just check out for awhile, but that decision was made for him when his phone started ringing.

“What the fuck do you want?” he heard through the speaker as soon as he answered, “you woke me up -”

“I’m having an emergency,Y/N is my soulmate, and I don’t know what to do about it.”

“Where is she right now?”

“In my pool.”

“Where are you?”

“In my room.”

“You idiot.”

Oikawa gasped. “How am I an idiot?”

“You’ve finally found your soulmate - who’s hot as fuck, by the way - and instead of taking her to your bedroom, you run away from her. You’re the definition of an idiot.”

Oikawa wanted to scream - at Iwaizumi, at the world, at the universe. He doesn’t want a soulmate. You would understand him better than Iwaizumi, if only he could actually talk to you.

“She’s your soulmate for a reason, don’t be a moron and fuck up what the universe has laid out perfectly for you. Knowing Y/N, she probably doesn’t give two shits about being the Great Oikawa’s soulmate. You have nothing to worry about, dipshit.”

That’s when Oikawa heard the glass door slide open, followed by the call of his name. He quickly told Iwaizumi he had to go before rolling over onto his stomach, hiding his face in his pillow.

This is all too scary for him.

“Tooru,” you called again, going straight to his bedroom where you knew he’d be. “I forgot a change of clothes, can I borrow something?”

All Oikawa could bring himself to do was point at his drawer, which you ruffled through to find sweatpants and a t-shirt.

“It’s alright if I change in here, right? Since we’re soulmates and all?”

“No!” Oikawa said loudly into his pillow, the thought of you being naked in his room haunting his mind and his body.

You laughed all the way to the bathroom, and Oikawa wanted to take this chance to run away, but he couldn’t make himself move.

Your mood had shifted when you returned to his room. Honestly, you weren’t surprised that Oikawa is your soulmate - after all, you had never gotten along with anyone better than you had with him. But just like him, the idea of soulmates never quite mattered to you; you’d spent years watching your peers obsessing over them, making themselves upset over not having their soulmate yet, and you could never let yourself go down that rabbit hole.

Oikawa, on the other hand - you knew how he felt about the whole thing.

You laid down next to him, laying on your back and looking up at the ceiling.

“You okay?” you asked, combing your fingers through your tangled, wet hair. Oikawa didn’t respond. “Come on, Tooru, I know having me as your soulmate isn’t ideal, but it’s not the end of the world is it?”

You were party joking - but you were worried at the reaction he was having to this.

He turned his head and looked at you, and you looked at him. “Shut up.”

So, you shut up until Oikawa decided he wanted to talk to you. And it didn’t take long - he couldn’t handle being left in silence for too long. He rolled over onto his side, facing you. “Can I see it again?”

“Hypocrite,” you whispered as you lifted your left arm, pulling up your sleeve so your tattoo was visible. “I want to see yours, too, I need some proof that you’re actually my soulmate.”

Tooru pulled up the sleeve on his right arm, moving so his tattoo was visible. You rolled over to face him, getting a better look at it.

A circle with a smaller circle inside of it and a pair of crossed lines on top of them. A perfect match for yours.

“It’s weird seeing it on someone else,” you said, reaching out and running a finger over his skin.

“No kidding,” Oikawa scoffed. You couldn’t help but smile at him, the reality of the situation finally setting in.

“We’re soulmates,” you cooed, wanting to wrap him up in your arms - but that could wait. You did have forever, afterall.

“I guess so,” Oikawa responded, smiling back at you. “This is going to take some getting used to.”

“You know, they say sex with your soulmate is mind blowing.”

“Shut up.”

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flowerpowell · 6 years ago

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You Drive Me Crazy (Colt x MC)

PART THREE

Hey all! This is part three of the series and I’m so happy we finally meet the rest of the crew! As always, I dont own the characters but I’d appreciate the feedback! (As some of you may have noticed I’m reposting it after I deleted this part last nice. Sorry about that!)

Rating: PG

Word count: 1250

Tagging: @agent-bossypants @brightpinkpeppercorn @choicessa @confessionsofabrokegirl @lovehugsandcandy @choicesarehard @long-gone-girl @going-down-downtown @client-327 @walkerduchess @umiumichan @desireepow30 ♥

The day came before either of them realized and Colt yawned, stretching himself in his bed. He looked at Ellie still sleeping soundly and shook his head. She passed out last night and since then nothing could wake her up. Until now.

He watched her when she opened her eyes and flinched. Even though she hadn’t had that much alcohol, she wasn’t used to it and he was sure today would be a bit harder for her.

“Happy birthday El! How are you feeling?”

“Shhhh” she closed her eyes and waved her hand at him, “Not so loud.”

He chuckled in response and got up handing her a glass of water that was standing on the nightstand. She thanked him silently and drank the whole thing.

“How did I even come back? I don’t remember the way back,” she asked after a moment of silence.

Colt shrugged, “I carried you here. You fell asleep on the beach and I couldn’t wake you up. You were snoring so loud I was surprised it didn’t wake you up.”

Ellie threw a pillow at laughing Colt but he dodged it.

“Jerk!” she yelled but flinched again at the tone of her own voice.

“So…” Colt started, fidgeting with an empty glass, overthinking the question he was about to ask. Or rather the answer he inevitably would get. Last night could either ruin their friendship or take it to the next level. And honestly, he was afraid of both. “You remember anything at all what happened?”

She looked at him confused, “We went clubbing.”

“And…?”

“…and I drank alcohol?”

“And…?”

“And we went outside to the seashore cause I felt like I couldn’t breathe?”

“Do you remember what happened there?” he raised an eyebrow trying to compose himself while his heart was beating abnormally fast. What was happening to him?

“Oh! I know! Technically I didn’t go for a midnight swim but I was in the water at midnight. That counts, right?”

“Yeah… And what happened next?”

“You helped me to warm up I guess?”

“And?”

“I don’t know. I remember whining about something to you but I don’t remember what it was about. And then I passed out, I think. And you carried me here, didn’t you?”

His heart sunk as his face fell. She didn’t remember the kiss, she didn’t remember anything. He tried to smile but for some weird reason he felt heartbroken. He didn’t know why. Ellie was just his friend, right? Maybe…it was for the best.

“Yes.” He heard his shaky voice. “This is exactly what happened.”

Ellie nodded and Colt’s heart broke. So this is it.

~~~~

“Colt?”

“Hmm?” he turned to Mona and met with her usual annoyed look. “What?”

“I’ve asked you about something ten times and you didn’t even answer! Are you even listening?”

He rubbed his temples and sighed. “I’m sorry. What were you asking about?”

“Are you going to tell me what happened or not? Ever since you came back from Ellie’s birthday trip you’re like a ghost of a dude I used to know.”

“I don’t have to explain myself to you,” Colt got up and went to the other side of the garage, ignoring the death stare Mona was giving him.

“Okay then. Suffer in silence. I don’t care. Oh! My friends come tomorrow so invite Ellie. You don’t have to come but she does.” Mona said before leaving Colt alone in the room.

Invite Ellie.

What for? Ellie is my friend!

He sighed and quickly messaged Ellie. If she’s going, he’s going too. For safety purposes, of course.

~~~~

“Ellie! How great to finally meeet you!” Mona exclaimed the next day when Colt brought Ellie to the little garage backyard. “Colt,” her voice was cold. He didn’t care. Instead, he was scanning the people that were there too, Mona’s friends.

“Everyone, this is Ellie and her friend, Colt! Ellie, meet Toby,” she gestured at a tattooed man in a man bun. He hugged her and she smiled at him.

“This is Ximena,” Mona said and Colt watched, eyes wide open, as a tall, and also tattoed, woman lifted Ellie effortlessly and squeezed her tightly. He was just about to interrupt this moment of affection, in fear that Mona’s friend could hurt Ellie, but she seemed fine when her feet met with the ground again.

“And this is Logan, the newest addition to our group.”

Logan stepped up with a smile on his face and shook Ellie’s hand. She was clearly very charmed by this Logan. She seemed to forget how to breathe and Colt was wondering when she would ran out of oxygen. Before he could roll his eyes for the hundredth time, Ellie composed herself and smiled at Logan.

“It’s so nice to meet you all! This is Colt, my best friend,” Ellie motioned him and he realized everyone was staring at him. Great.

“Yeah, umm, hi.”

They all nodded and started chatting with Ellie was clearly enjoying herself. For the next few hours, Colt was sitting in front of Ellie and Logan, watching them and drinking beer. The two of them seemed to get along pretty well, which somehow pissed Colt off. He couldn’t explain it but the moment Logan put his arm around her, Colt wanted to hit the guy with the bottle. He was annoyed and wanted nothing more than to take Ellie home.

Mona, on the other hand, seemed to enjoy the whole situation. She smirked at Colt every time he narrowed his eyes because of what Logan and Ellie did.

He hated him. He hated Logan even though he didn’t even know him. He just hated the guy. He tried mentally send him a “get away from her” message but it didn’t seem to be working. On the contrary, it only made them sit closer to each other and chat as if the world was about to end. Another eye-roll, another gulp.

When finally Logan gave Ellie his jacket, it was enough for him. He couldn’t stay there any loger. Without saying anything, he got up and headed towards his beloved bike. He heard footsteps behind him and turned in hopes to see Ellie but no. It was Mona and Colt only wanted to get away from there faster. Ellie probably didn’t even notice he was gone.

“You can’t drive after drinking! That’s the only rule you promised to–”

“I’ve done worse things,” he said and hopped on the motorcycle.

“Colt!”

~~~~

He was driving as fast as he could to get to that one place he felt safe at. He sat down on the cold ground and contemplated for hours. He thought of Ellie, of her birthday, of Logan, of everything. He tried to understand his emotions but the more he thought about it, the more he hated the end result.

The conclusion was inevitable. Undeniable.

He closed his eyes and for the first time in his life, he didn’t know what to do.

~~~~

When he came back to the garage it was late but Mona was still there.

“Where the hell have you been?!”

Colt threw his helmet somewhere and sat down, his head in his hands.

“Well?” she sounded angry but he didn’t care. He had to tell someone.

“Mona…” Colt’s voice broke and he looked at her with pleading eyes, “I’m falling for Ellie.”

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guineapigzwei · 6 years ago

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Locus x Pregnant Reader

Ok so I'm kinda mad that there's not a lot of Locus x Pregnant reader, so I decided to make a few because of the lack of fanfics about this so....yeah, I hope you enjoy.

C/N=Codename

Y/N=Your name

D/N=Daughter's name

Chorus

This can't be happening, this isn't happening. Your sitting in your room, head in hands. This was the last thing you needed, the Reds and Blues found out what was going on, Hargrove is being a major ass, Felix is....well Felix, the whole planet hates you, your partners, and of course..each other. But now you have a baby to add to your worries and telling Sam he was the father. Sighing your grab your helmet and gun, throwing the pregnacy test in the garbage, then went to find Locus.

"C/N the hell where you, you missed Hardgrove's speech." Felix nagged. "I had somethings I had to do." You groan. "Well next time wait til later to take care of your bloody pussy." He stormed out the room. "I would hate to tell him I'm not on my period." Locus chuckled, "So what was taking you so long." "Uh, can we go somewhere more private first." He nodded and followed you to a more secluded area.

"What is it you wanted to tell me?" You stayed quiet, unsure and scared to tell him about your dilemma. A few moment's passed and Locus broke the silence, "C/N are you okay? You're not acting like yourself." Locus took a step toward you making you stiffen up, which he noticed. "Y/N what's wrong?" He used your name instead of your codename, you know you had to tell him but you couldn't. Locus took of his helmet, he looked concerned, a face you don't see to often. You took your helmet off, tears forming in your eyes, "Did Felix or someone hurt you?" You shook your head, "Sam...Locus." You stop and take a deep breath, "I'm pregnant." Locus stiffened, his eyes wide and mouth agape. The silence was more than you could bare, "It's your's." Locus remained silent, your teary eyes overflowed and tears ran down your cheeks. As you were about to leave, Locus snapped back to reality. "How!? We were using protection! You were on pills!" "I dont know!" You cry, Locus wiped tears from your eyes with his thumb. "That doesn't matter, what matters now is keeping you and the baby safe till this war is over. We get our pay and we find a safe place to have our baby." He leans down and kisses you forehead, "I'm going to let anything happen to you or the baby." You rest your head on his chest piece, "Should we tell Felix?" "No, it wouldn't end well." He sighed, "We should get going, we still have a job to finish." You groan, "Five more minutes." Locus chuckled and kissed you, "Next time." He put his helmet on and went to find Felix with you following behind him.

The mission however failed, the Reds and Blues used alien tech to beat you, Felix went of the deep end both literally and mentally, and the war basically ended. Now you and an injured Locus had to flea Chorus and rethink your plans.

Locus grit his teeth as you stitched up his gaping wound, "Y/N you should be resting, I can handle my wounds." He tried to sit up but the pain was to much for him, "Sam I'm fine, you aren't fine." You inject some painkillers and sleep sedative in him. "If you want to take care of me you need to take care of your self first." You take some bandages and wrap his up stitches. Before he could protest the sedative kicked in, he tried to fight sleep but his body said otherwise. You clean the blood from your hands and head to the cockpit of the ship, "Goodbye Chorus, sorry for what we've done." You pilot the ship out of orbit and into the deep vacuum of space.

Timeskip

It has been 8 months since the two of you fled Chorus, you're now on a small inhabited planet ready to pop at anytime. Locus has recovered and does some jobs to support you and the unborn baby. Since you two have never been seen without the armor, the two of you can visit a doctor with no trouble. But the two of you decided to have the baby at home, not in a hospital. Locus had also purchased books as well as watched videos on childbirth. Though, the local women maganged to talk you to into getting a midwife. None of them know what have done or where you can from all they know is that you two left Chorus for a better life and to raise your child safely.

You hummed as you ran your fingers through Locus hair while he kissed your swollen belly. "I can't wait to met her." You smile, "I just what her out so the back pain and the nausea will stop." "Shouldn't be much longer, she's due in any day now." Locus sat up and kissed your lips. "But the sooner she comes, the sooner we start having sex again." You playfully punch his shoulder, "You haven't learned from our last time." You giggle. Your midwife Hana, pokes her head around the corner, "Technically, you have to wait six weeks or more before you have sex after a baby." "I know, though I waited longer than that already." Locus huffed. "I have to pee." You state, as you try to get up you feel liquid gush out of you and into the couch followed by pain. "Crap! I think my water just broke." Locus and Hana immediately go into birth mode. Hana went to warm up water and Locus helped you to the bathtub. "Ok, Samuel sit behind Y/N so she can have some comfort and Y/N I need you to open your legs as wide as possible." Locus sat behind and you spread your legs. You groan in pain, "It hurts." "That's perfectly normal." Hana put her hair into a bun and turn off the water, "Alright I'm going to count to three and I need you to push hard, one two three push!" You pushed but stop when the pain worsened, "It hurts!" "I know but you need to push and keep your legs open." "You can do this Y/N." Locus kissed the back of your neck. "Ok, one two three push!" You scream as push with all your might. "I can see her head. Now push!" You pushed hard enough to push the baby's head was fully out. "Ok, we got her head. Push now!" You pushed until you felt like passing out, "I can't do this, it hurts to much." Hana splashes you to keep you awake. "Got to stay awake Y/N, now push hard!" Your vision gets fuzzy as you push, "Y/N she's almost out, just need one more push." Locus said, "You can do it." With one final push, your daughter was born. Hana handed her to you, "Hello sweet heart!" Tears run down your face, Locus tried to not cry and failed (manly tears were shed). "What's her name? so I can write it one by with certificate." "D/N Ortez." Locus smiled at his new baby girl. "Ok, I just need to take D/N for a while and give her a clean bill of health and you can have her back."

After what seemed like hours, You and Locus got your daughter back. Locus held her for the first time and again manly tears were shed. The two of you now had a better purpose in life, your daughter being born was the start of a new life and new beginning for you two. Watching her grow and seeing what she'd become was your new goal, and nothing was going to stop you from watching.

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acjense-blog · 5 years ago

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His Favorite Little Person | Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: mission goes wrong, Clint gets hurt and Tony gets angry with you. But only person who makes it his mission to comfort you. Warnings: angst, fluff, kiss kiss, Tony being a jerk, kinda. :) Word Count: 1.9k, it's a longy...sorry!! A/N: Bucky's beard is everything in life! Gif isn’t mine, credit to owner.

"It's all your fault y/n!" The words kept repeating themselves in your mind as you arrived back at the tower after a failed mission. Clint was hit bad by your minor distraction or as Tony accused - negligence. You tried your best to explain the situation to Tony on the quinjet, but he just shushed you the whole time, earning glares and disappointed looks from your other teammates. Nobody spoke a word to you on your way back to the compound, frustration filling in your chest, blaming yourself for how stupid you are.

Your mission was to keep a look out for any hidden snipers or traps. And since Tony was the one who called your name to discuss something with you, it was at that moment Clint was hit in his side by a stray bullet. So technically, it wasn't your fault, right? Tony disagreed however.

Back at the compound, everyone made their way to the commons room, you followed shortly behind to get some water from the refrigerator and some snacks to take to your room just so you could give the team some space. You sat alone on the barstool for a couple of minutes, taking the lid off your water and taking a huge mouthful. The icy cold water felt good trickling down your throat. A fist banging down on the kitchen island startled you, almost causing you to choke to death. Tony's eyes piercing through your own, and for once you were actually scared of the playboy. "Alright y/n, I'm going to ask you this one time - what the hell happened back there?" He said in a lowered voice, obviously not wanting to cause a major scene in front of the team. You swallowed hard before answering, "I dont know Tony. I just didn't see the guy because you were talki-" "BULLSHIT Y/N!" Tony roared, his voice booming through your ears and throughout the tower. A thick lump formed in the back of your throat, you swallowed it down harshly. Your breath obviously shaken with nerves, you couldn't believe he wasn't taking any responsibility for this, what was so urgent he needed to discuss with you on the field that couldn't wait until you were back at the tower?

"its bullshit!" Tony repeated in a normal voice, "you're just so goddamn distracted on the field! If Clint died, it would have been on YOUR CONSCIENCE!" Tony started yelling in your face, his breath fanning your skin, you just sat there and took it hoping it would make him feel better. "I'm so disappointed in you, you could have killed him. I hope you're proud with your actions today. For the time being until your training improves, you're staying behind at the tower. No more missions for a minimum - A MINIMUM of six months!" He boomed, before you could ask any questions, he strode out the door and joined the teammates on the couch with a six pack of beer. You just sat on the stool quietly with your thoughts, thinking about every word Tony just said to you. You fiddled with the bottle cap in your fingers, an uneasiness feeling in your chest. You never saw Tony so angry. But you did accept the consequences, it just pissed you off he wouldn't let you speak. Now you were thinking of how you could escape from the kitchen area to your room without them seeing you, right now you just wanted to be alone and you were sure everyone else had heard Tony yelling in your face. You heard everyone's voices in the room next to the kitchen, laughing and joking, it seemed. You grabbed a couple bottles of water, and quietly you paced from the kitchen heading straight to the door on the other side of the commons room. As soon as you stepped out from the kitchen you noticed everyone had stopped their conversations, you didn't dare look in their direction. You just sped to the door that was now in front of you, opening and closing it quickly behind you. Sighing in relief, you decide to just take the stairs to your floor. At least there was no risk of bumping into anyone. Three floors later, and you were finally on your floor. You were still feeling apprehensive, and it worsened when you heard the elevator doors slide open and close behind you, followed closely by big heavy booted footsteps. "Doll?" You heard his voice, and without turning around you knew it was Bucky Barnes, he was the only person in the tower to use such pet names with the ladies. Sometimes it bothered you, other times it made you blush. You were not in the mood right now for such names. "Are you going to yell at me too?" You asked turning your head slightly, keeping your gaze to the floor. "Go ahead, I deserve it" you finished saying, turning your head back in front of you, taking in a deep breath. Bucky wasn't afraid to speak his mind, you had a feeling he would want to say something to you, about your stupidity. But the yelling never came, instead he stepped closer to you and pressed his bionic arm on your shoulder, giving a comforting squeeze. "I'm not going to yell at you, doll" he said quietly, as if he knew the distress you were in. "But it's my fault" you replied coldly, a tear finally rolling down your cheek. The sound of your voice breaking broke Bucky's heart, if anyone understood what it meant to keep making mistakes it was him. Without another word, you pressed on into your room. Hearing Bucky's footsteps right behind you. "Sweetheart, every single person in the world makes mistakes. It is not your fault, Tony just needed someone to blame. Clint is going to be fine" he said gently, stepping further into the room. The only sounds that filled the air was his bionic arm whirring, his deep heavy breaths and your shaky ones. "But Tony hates me, everyone hates me. You hate me" you turned away from the super soldier. His gaze burning into the back of your head. "No doll, I could never hate you. I'll always be here for you. I'll always be here to protect you. You're my favorite little person, y'know? Doll, please look at me" Bucky pleaded. You slowly turned around, his eyes were soft and his lips tugged up into a lopsided smile. "Did you just... did you just call me little?" You asked, dramatically gasping playfully. A chuckle rumbled from Bucky's chest, echoing off the four walls. Bucky stepped closer to you, closing the gap between your bodies. It was hard to deny your feelings for the soft soldier, you noticed how he seemed to favorite you. Always defending you, and picking your side whenever you and Nat would have a disagreement about something. It was hard for you to admit he was also your favorite person in the tower, Bucky was supposed to be this mean, closed off man. And he is with other people, but when he's around you, he laughs, jokes and is a completely different Bucky to what you will see on a mission. You trust him with your life, and you knew if he said he would always be here for you and protect you, he meant it. Even if it meant keeping you safe from yourself, he didn't tell you yet but he would stay behind with you when everyone goes on a mission. Leaving you is not an option, you are an amazing avenger, and believed it was over the top Tony dropping you from further missions temporarily over a simple mistake that shouldn't have been your responsibility anyway, it was for the whole group to keep an eye out for snipers, and since Tony was the one who distracted you in the first place, well that just pissed him off. He made a mental note to tell Tony his thoughts, he was sick of his arrogance. The team needed you, even Tony knew it. But his stubbornness got in the way, always treating you like a child, now allowing you to grow and be your own person. "Bucky..." you say, wrapping your arms around his midsection, Bucky wrapping his arms around your back, bringing you in closer and just holding you. This is what you needed, a hug from a certain person. "I love your hugs" you mumble against his chest, not sure if he heard you. But with his enhanced hearing, he heard you perfectly well. He strokes your hair with his flesh hand, and rubbing circles on your back with his metal one. You lifted your head and rested your chin on his chest, looking up to his cerulean blue eyes, noticing the beard he was growing and smiling because you realized he was growing it because you once said you would love to see him with a beard like Steve's. And you would shamefully admit you've never kissed a man with a beard. "What are you thinking about, doll?" He questions you, noticing your smile. His tongue darts out to wet his bottom lip. "You. " You simply answer, moving your hands from his midsection to the back of his neck, bringing him down to meet your lips. Bucky is surprised by your sudden move. But quickly accepts the invitation. His flesh hand moving to the back of your head, to angle it differently to deepen the kiss. His lips are soft, and the beard tickles your chin, making you giggle slightly. Bucky pulls away slightly surprised by your giggle. "What?" He asks you with a smile. You shrug a little, "your beard tickles" you chuckle shyly. "Its the first time I've kissed a man with a beard" you admit shamefully, tucking his brown locks behind his ear. Bucky joins you in a chuckle. "Are you going to keep it?" You ask after a moment of silence, your hands still wrapped around his neck. "Hmmm" he pretends to think, "only on the condition you'll be my girl" he grins, darting his eyes from your eyes to your lips and back again. You playfully consider his options, tapping your finger on the back of his neck and you feel him shudder. "Deal." You say, bringing his soft plump pink lips back down to yours again. "I love you doll" he whispers against your lips, pulling away slightly to read your face. "I love you too Bucky" you say honestly. You might have secretly been in love with him for a long time. Later that evening, Bucky kept his mental promise and had a stern word with Stark. Tony promised he would find you tomorrow and apologize. As Bucky also promised, Clint made a full recovery. You had peeled back the duvet covers and climbed into bed with some chocolate. Bucky joined you shortly after, you both layed in your bed, cuddling, his metal hand on your hip, and his flesh hand resting on top of your head as your head is pressed against his broad chest. You both found a Netflix series that interested you, and this was the perfect excuse to be close to your new boyfriend every night.

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littlemisssquiggles · 6 years ago

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RWBY Musings #63: The Sleeping Prince. What if…Oscar falls into a deep sleep for the Merging of the Two Souls?

‘Sup FNDM fam! Happy New Year from the squiggle meister! For my first theory post of 2019, since Oscar is a perfect little prince now (hypothetically speaking), consider this for a sec.

What if...for the Merge, Oscar suddenly falls unconscious, putting him out of commotion for when the heroes begin to commence their plan to commandeer an Atlesian airship with the group unsure of what to do to wake him back up.

As Jaune said last episode, they're not leaving for Atlas without Oscar. But what would they do if the Merge suddenly happens and he’s temporarily unable to aid them with their plan for Atlas?

In the fairy tales, it's usually a kiss of true love that awakes the sleeping princesses from their eternal slumber. If Oscar is expected to fall to sleep during the Merge (because I honestly can't picture him being conscious while unceremoniously merging), imagine if… it's love that ultimately wakes him up. Not necessarily from a kiss per say but I have this little hunch where Oscar will start to merge with Ozpin but it’s the love he feels both for and from the teammates he’s grown to care about that keeps him from resisting the part of the process that’s meant to make him disappear entirely; if that makes sense.

Remember the God of Light’s warning to Ozma before his first reincarnation? He told him that where he sought comfort, he will only find pain. In a sense, you can say the God of Light’s heed to Ozma happened twice within the cycle. For Ozma it occurred in his first reincarnation as Diggs after Salem, the former love of his life---the mother of his children---the woman he had refused the peace of the afterlife to return to, killed him with her very own hands as a final sign that she had lost herself to the darkness.

And for Ozpin, it was recently when his own allies turned their backs on him after promising they wouldn’t upon learning the truth. The first deceit came from Lionheart, a friend and member of Oz’s very own inner circle of trusted lieutenants. The second came from the group of young heroes whose lives he had promised to protect and guide. Even Qrow, a former student and long-time friend of Oz who completely devoted to him, turned his back to him and it is his words that made the old wizard turn to grief and isolation for the third time in his many lives (counting Ambroise and Emmanuel---the second and third reincarnations).

Who knows? Perhaps this will be a sign that Oscar is potentially doomed to meet the same fate being challenged by that same love and comfort in others that has left his predecessors crushed by grief? I’m not saying that the heroes will hurt Oscar (at least, not now after what transpired when they thought he went missing). But I can somehow imagine Oscar meeting a dishevelled and grief-stricken Ozpin again within his mental mind palace or Dreamscape and having the older soul mock his young successor for getting himself attached to the love and comfort he feels from the heroes. Imagine…that love and trust is what Oscar will hold onto as a lifeline to keep him from losing himself completely to the Merge?

While I’m aware that Oscar has come to accept his fate now, I can’t help but still feel like that’s all a front from Oscar. It could be just my interpretation, though. It’s just the way how he spoke in V6 C8 gave me the impression that Oscar had technically given up on wanting to resist the Merge while subtly foreshadowing that it could happen this same volume.

“…These past few days, I’ve been scared of the same things you were. I don’t know how much longer I’m going to be…me. But I did some thinking and I do know that I want to do everything I can to help with whatever time I have left…”

It wouldn’t surprise me if in a later episode; Oscar does begin the Merge with Ozpin and will reunite with him in his mind for it. Don’t want to anticipate too much but it is a strong possibility of it happening especially since they do have the model of Professor Ozpin. I doubt they just made that for the opening. I feel like Oscar is going to meet Ozpin face to face in his mind and when he does, I think the two souls will have a confrontation that could either be just them standing around and talking (like Raven and Yang in the V5 finale) or end in them literally squaring off against each other in an all-out showdown. We’ve already seen two Maidens duke it out.

Will we get to see the two souls fight next?

I would think we should since it’s something that’s been foreshadowed since the first volume. I love the idea of Oscar literally fighting the Merge. Fighting Ozpin and fighting against losing himself. The thing that has always been hinted about the Man with Two Souls is them fighting for control. So maybe this will be part of the Merge? Oscar fighting against Ozpin for the chance to remain as himself.

We know Oscar has accepted disappearing one day but...what if… it's the love he feels from the team that convinces him he needs to fight to be himself. What if...Ruby shares another Rosebuds bonding moment with Oscar where she basically tells him to fight to be him. And since these words come from the girl we know Oscar greatly admires, it’ll hold a lot of weight and meaning in Oscar’s eyes.

I didn’t particularly like how Oscar told everyone that he was going to disappear soon and everyone was…I guess, so clouded by their relief of him being safe to feel the full weight of his words in that moment.

I just found the fact that there is Oscar basically talking to group like he’s going to technically sort of die soon (I mean it pretty much had that final farewell sort of tone to it, for sure) and everyone is all happy smiles. Like…what? Why are you smiling? Yes, this is a happy moment but what’s being said and foreshadowed isn’t so…again why didn’t we get the characters briefly looking unhappy when Oscar brought disappearing only to perk up when he showed them that even though it’s bad, he’s still determined to do his best like the best boy he is? I dunno. It was a little weird moment for me and one of my gripes with this episode.

I think eventually when things simmer down and once the Merge actually legit starts happening before the team’s very eyes where Oscar gets down because of the Merge, that’s when the others will start to see the light of the child’s words and begin to truly panic about losing him.

Another thing that needs to be addressed are the group’s feelings now about Ozpin. Following the events of C5-C9 and now that Oscar has become an official valued member of the group (as himself), how does the group feel about Oz? This is why I found the happy-go-lucky smiles when Oscar mentioned disappearing for good to be off putting. The group do realize that if Oscar disappears for good, technically that could spell the team being back with Ozpin…kind of…sort of…maybe-ish. I dunno. I just want to know how the group feel about Oz now? Did Oscar’s disappearance also help them to forgive Ozpin too?

I don’t think that is the case which is why I hope it gets addressed in the remaining 5 episodes.

Overall, I just want Oscar to fight to be himself you guys. This is just my opinion here but personally, Oscar has been way too accepting of his fate. I understand that merging with Ozpin is a destiny that Oscar can’t run from. I understand that fully but…I still feel like he should want to fight to be himself if he could help it y’know what I mean? I don’t know if that’s possible or if it’s impossible for Oscar to not fight against losing himself. But nevertheless, I just want Oscar to fight to be him and for someone to tell him to fight to be him. Because Oscar is pretty great.

Plus I think that’ll be the be all end all to both Oscar and Ozpin’s conjoined stories, right? Either Ozpin’s run will conclude this volume and Oscar will take his place on the cast moving forward as his successor, now complete with his memories, knowledge, skills and magical capabilities (hopefully) while still retaining his personality.

So picture …Oscar accepting his fate but also fighting it at the same time. He wants to be a Wizard of Light like the others before him. He still wants to do everything in his power to fight to protect humanity and stop Salem once and for all. But he will not lose himself. So ...rather than Ozpin absorbing Oscar and his mind becoming dominant, it's the opposite where Ozpin becomes a part of Oscar while the former farm boy still gets to be himself.

Basically what some fans have been saying since the beginning that Oz will disappear and become a part of Oscar with our Barn Prince still remaining as himself but gaining all the memories and skills of Ozpin and all the Wizards before him.

Or…Oscar and Ozpin will fuse and this new fusion will be a perfect blend of them both signifying a perfect alignment between the two soul where it doesn’t feel like one has eclipsed the other. It’s both but at the same time it’s not them. Someone entirely new who is as much Oscar as the original while still having some essence of Ozpin in there.

Whatever the outcome, I do think the Merge could be a plot point set for the final few episodes of V6. Emphasis on could. But if it does happen, only then will Oscar’s true fate be decided once and for all. Either that or it gets delayed and Oscar goes into the Atlas Arc now fighting against Ozpin to let the Merge fully take him over. Who knows?

That's just me. Don’t know if you guys would agree or disagree. But anyways, as always, these are just my thoughts and theories. I guess we’ll see what the Writers got cooking for us when C10 premieres this Saturday.

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votingdog · 8 years ago

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hi im leigh and im a slut for oversharing so have another ask thing about a year later

1: Is there a person in your life? yes, id say there is 2:Think of the last person who hurt you; do you forgive them? no. 3:What do you think of when you hear the word “meow?” some selfies i posted a lil while back 4:What’s something you really want right now? c u d d l e s 5:Are you afraid of falling in love? no. im scared of falling out of it 6:Do you like the beach? in small doses 7:Have you ever slept on a couch with someone else? yes 8:What’s the background on your cell? some weeby shit 9:Name the last four beds you were sat on? mine, addison’s, my grandmother’s, and my friend’s 10:Do you like your phone? it gets what i need it to done 11:Honestly, are things going the way you planned? lmao nO but that’s okay 12:Who was the last person whose phone number you added to your contacts? xavier 13:Would you rather have a poodle or a Rottweiler? rott 14:Which hurts the most, physical or emotional pain? both 15:Would you rather visit a zoo or an art museum? zoooo 16:Are you tired? 24/7 17:How long have you known your 1st phone contact? first as in first added or top?? shrugs top has been since since the middle of last school year 18:Are they a relative? try my ex 19:Would you ever consider getting back together with any of your exes? yes 20:When did you last talk to the last person you shared a kiss with? i talk to him every day now 21:If you knew you had the right person, would you marry them today? no, marriage is scary 22:Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? you bet ya sweet ass 23:How many bracelets do you have on your wrists right now? none 24:Is there a certain quote you live by? “don’t pop pills popcorn” 25:What’s on your mind? what isnt rn 26:Do you have any tattoos? no but i want some 27:What is your favorite color? orange 28:Next time you will kiss someone on the lips? i ?? dont know ?? hopefully soon bc im needy 29:Who are you texting? no one as i type this, but noah before 30:Think to the last person you kissed, have you ever kissed them on a couch? yee 31:Have you ever had the feeling something bad was going to happen and you were right? i felt super shitty one day from the moment i woke up then when i got home from school i learned my dog had died so 32:Do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to? yes 33:Do you think anyone has feelings for you? i know a couple people that do 34:Has anyone ever told you you have pretty eyes? yes and it makes me melt every time 35:Say the last person you kissed was kissing someone right in front of you? good for him!! i was probably aware of it beforehand if it was right in front of me so im a-ok with it 36:Were you single on Valentines Day? nope 37:Are you friends with the last person you kissed? yeee 38:What do your friends call you? leigh or a weird nickname 39:Has anyone upset you in the last week? myself bitch wtf 40:Have you ever cried over a text? lmaoooooo 41:Where’s your last bruise located? my arm 42:What is it from? i think i hit a wall 43:Last time you wanted to be away from somewhere really bad? i was here while my step dad and his girlfriend were fighitng yike 44:Who was the last person you were on the phone with? xavier 45:Do you have a favourite pair of shoes? i only have one pair of shoes?? 46:Do you wear hats if youre having a bad hair day? nah every day is a bad hair day and i dont have enough hats 47:Would you ever go bald if it was the style? probably not. the only reason i think id go bald is because of everyone tellign me how much they wish i hadnt cut my hair short 48:Do you make supper for your family? i help make it a lot 49:Does your bedroom have a door? yes 50:Top 3 web-pages? tumblr, ourworld, facebook?? 51:Do you know anyone who hates shopping? probably 52:Does anything on your body hurt? my back jesus fucking christ mY BACK 53:Are goodbyes hard for you? i don’t think goodbyes are ever really easy for anyone 54:What was the last beverage you spilled on yourself? tea probably 55:How is your hair? he’s going through a hard time since his breakup, but he’s hanging in there. thanks for asking. it means a lot to him 56:What do you usually do first in the morning? try to go back to sleep 57:Do you think two people can last forever? i think that two people can last in each other’s lives until they die, whether that be romantically or platonically. it just takes work 58:Think back to January 2007, were you single? dude idk i was 6 59:Green or purple grapes? grEEN 60:When’s the next time you will give someone a BIG hug? shrugs. i’ll probably get sad and hug my sibling 61:Do you wish you were somewhere else right now? yes 62:When will be the next time you text someone? right after i finish this 63:Where will you be 5 hours from now? still here 64:What were you doing at 8 this morning. sleeping 65:This time last year, can you remember who you liked? yeah it was some dude i had a fling with that i,,,cannot remember the name of 66:Is there one person in your life that can always make you smile? yesyes 67:Did you kiss or hug anyone today? no someone come hug mee 68:What was your last thought before you went to bed last night? probably about the person i like because when am i not daydreaming 69:Have you ever tried your hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end? yes, but that;s life. not everything lasts forever 70:How many windows are open on your computer? three 71:How many fingers do you have? ten, unless you don’t count thumbs then 8 72:What is your ringtone? shrugs 73:How old will you be in 5 months? 17 74:Where is your Mum right now? your guess is as good as mine 75:Why aren’t you with the person you were first in love with or almost in love? Shr uG s i still talk to him though aaaaAAAAAAAAAAAA 76:Have you held hands with somebody in the past three days? yes 77:Are you friends with the people you were friends with two years ago? yep 78:Do you remember who you had a crush on in year 7? that’s like, sixth grade i think?? so yeah, and i used to sit pretty close to him in algebra 79:Is there anyone you know with the name Mike? my grandpa 80:Have you ever fallen asleep in someones arms? many times 81:How many people have you liked in the past three months? oh jeez. uh. seven? i think? three were relationships, two were kind of relationships, and two were/are crushes. there were also poly experiences in that so i mean 82:Has anyone seen you in your underwear in the last 3 days? yes 83:Will you talk to the person you like tonight? i talk to him every day 84:You’re drunk and yelling at hot people out of your car window, you’re with? noah probably. i feel like id drunk text him and he’s come make sure i was okay and then id pull shit like that 85:If your partner was into drugs would you care? nah 86:What was the most eventful thing that happened last time you went to see a movie? i?? dont remember the last time i saw a movie in theaters? 87:Who was your last received call from? technically noah but he called my old number 88:If someone gave you $1,000 to burn a butterfly over a candle, would you? i don’t like butterflies but still no omg 89:What is something you wish you had more of? affection, friends, love, positivity 90:Have you ever trusted someone too much? hoooooboi yes 91:Do you sleep with your window open? no 92:Do you get along with girls? i tend not to yikes but i try 93:Are you keeping a secret from someone who needs to know the truth? probably 94:Does sex mean love? no 95:You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, is that a problem? nah man. i mean, the fact that we’re locked in may be a problem bc idk who locked us in there or why, but we’d be fine 96:Have you ever kissed anyone with a lip ring? no 97:Did you sleep alone this week? not the entire week 98:Everybody has somebody that makes them happy, do you? yesyesyes 99:Do you believe in love at first sight? i believe in fascination and curiosity and attraction at first sight, but not love 100:Who was the last person that you pinky promise? probably my ex because we pinkie promised a lot

#hi have this

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chelsorz07 · 7 years ago

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this is actually not from facebook

I am so bored I googled myspace surveys and found a fresh one. Well not fresh because nobody has done myspace surveys in years but yaknow.

1. State your name: Chelsea. 2. State the name that your parents almost named you: I have no idea. I think Charles if I was a boy. 3. Which of your relatives do you get along with the most? My dad and my niece. 4. What was your first job? Cook at a bowling alley. 5. Which of your relatives do you despise the most? I mean technically not a relative anymore since my aunt divorced him but my uncle Jay...he was super abusive and tried to kill her. 6. Did anything embarassing happen this week? I don’t really get embarrassed but it is kind of humiliating having to miss work all the time for health reasons. 7. Do you miss your ex? Only in the sense that he’s my best friend and lives four hours away, plus he’s going through something really shitty right now and I wish I could be there for him. 8. Do you ever dream about your ex? Sure. 9. What is your favorite color of clothing to wear? Black and red. 10. How do you wear your makeup? I had a full face phase. Now I pretty much just wear foundation, concealer, something neutral on my eyes, mascara, and lipstick. Which still sounds like a lot. But I’ve cut out primer, multiple eyeshadows, eyeliner, contour, and highlight. 11. What are some of your nicknames? Nobody calls me by a nickname anymore. 12. How many bedrooms are in your house? Two. 13. How many bathrooms? One. 14. Do you have a job? I do but I keep having to call off and I hate it anyway so either they’ll fire me or I’ll quit and find something else to tide me over till we move. 15. Do you have a car? Yessir. My Impala, Baby 2.0. 16. Do you think you will go to college? No. It’s too late for me to get my life together. 17. Tell me what you think hate means: When you feel strong negative feelings towards someone but still care what happens to them. Not caring is worse than hating. 18. What is your definition of ugly: Being a shitty person. 19. What is your definition of beauty: Jensen Ackles. 20. Do you have muscles? None other than the bare minimum required to keep my body upright. 21. How about abs? Fuck no. 22. Do you work out every week? I physically cannot work out until my arthritis improves. 23. Did you brush your teeth this morning? Nope. 24. Name a fact that you think is bullshit: Well if it’s a fact obviously it’s not bullshit. 25. Have you ever seen Penn and Tellers Bullshit? No I think they’re annoying. 26. Do you like Obama? No. 27. Did you like Bush? Yes. 28. Something about your neighbors that you hate: She repeats stories, asks me stupid questions, and keeps trying to talk to me when I’m trying to go somewhere. 29. Something about your neighbors that you like: Um. 30. Has your neighborhood ever thrown a block party? Not since I’ve lived here. We’re not block party people. 31. Have you ever kissed someone you never saw again? Actually yes. My first kiss. 32. Have you ever held hands with someone of the same sex? Children don’t count. I don’t think so. 33. What kind of bathing suit do you wear? I haven’t owned a bathing suit in fifteen years. 34. Do you like your eyes? Yes. 35. Do you think you are pretty? Not at the moment because I’m gross but yeah I can be. 36. What do you think of girls who are ugly, who think they are hot? I don’t care. 37. Have you ever called someone fat? Sure. 38. Have you ever confronted someone who was making fun of a stranger? Nope. 39. Are you a bully? Probably. But I was bullied incessantly so. 40. Have you ever called a complete stranger fat before? This is almost the exact same question as before. So I have the same answer. 41. Do mean people lack a soul? Nobody lacks a soul. They’re just assholes. 42. Have you ever put a curse on someone who said something mean about you? I’ve tried. 43. Have you ever practiced witch craft? Yes. 44. What do you think of Satanists? I am a Satanist, and most people have no idea what that means. 45. Did you know people who practice satanism could curse you? No, they really can’t. People who practice Satanism simply believe in self-indulgence instead of self-flagellating. 46. Do you believe in hexes? No. 47. Do you believe in vampires? No. 48. Who was the last person you cussed at? The universe. 49. Do you have a jacuzzi? I do not. 50. How much money is in your pocket right this moment? I’m wearing leggings. No pockets. Also I don’t carry cash. 51. How much money is in your checking account? Enough for the time being. 52. How much is in your savings? 42 cents. No lie. I don’t even use that account anymore.

53. Are you well off? I get by. 54. Do you have kids? No. 55. Do you want kids (for those who dont have them)? One.

56. What do you think of people on welfare? I think if they actually need assistance that’s fine but where I come from people abuse it like crazy. 57. If we had a war over a tax on tea, why the hell have we accepted a tax on everything else? Because people are sheep. Taxation is theft. 58. Are you smart? Less smart than I used to be, more smart than people think I am. 59. Did you ever get left back in school? I almost failed grade 11 but pulled my shit together at the last minute. 60. How many times have you gotten after school detention? Never. 61. How many times have you gotten in school suspension? Zero. 62. Have you ever been expelled? If yes, what for? No. 63. What is your worst subject in school? All the sciences. They interested me, I’m just bad at them. 64. Tell me what your back pack looks like: I haven’t had one in eleven years. 65. Who is the ugliest person in your school? Based on 'the inside': That is not a real question. 66. Who is the happiest person you know? Fucking Kerri. And she’s so annoying with her positivity I want to unfollow her on Facebook. 67. Who is the loudest perosn you know? That would be me. 68. Who is the most annoying person you have ever met? BARB. 69. What celebrity do you think is hot? Lots of them. 70. Did you read Twilight? Yeah. 71. Last movie you saw in theatre: Deepwater Horizon. We only go to the movies once a year, if that. 72. Are you dating the same person you dated last year? I’ve been married for three years and we were together for six years before that. 73. Has someone you were dating ever cheated on you? Everyone. 74. Have you ever cheated? No I haven’t. 75. Have you ever flirted with someone online that you never met? Sure. 76. Have you ever met with someone you met online? No. 77. Have you ever been mean to someone just to make yourself feel better? Constantly. 78. Tell me one thing, about yourself, that makes you an ugly person? I don’t give a shit about anything anymore. 79. Have you been honest? I’m always honest, even if I’m a shitty person. 80. Have you ever done drugs? Weed and pills.

#not spn #personal #about me #a myspace survey i haven't done before

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First Kisses | FTL

Alvey loved art, though he would admit that it was mostly when he went to some museums and other hibgs. Broadway and plays had never been his cup of tea, but Hamilton? That was a whole other story, completely different to anything that he had ever seen. Before coming that night, he had only knew that Cleo danced according to what Anna said, but now he knew that she was pretty damn amazing. This wasn't a date or anything, but he knew for a fact that whenever people went to see someone in specific at plays, you had to get them something. So he was now waiting while everyone left, a single rose in his hands as well as some chocolate for Cleo, looking around to try to find her.

Cleo couldn't remember the last time she had been so damn nervous. She'd been doing this show for quite some time now, it was second nature at this point. But tonight? No way. Cleo sang and danced her heart out knowing very well that Alvey was in the audience. She did feel some guilt over the fact that she had developed quite the crush on him, but honestly, she couldn't help it. Besides...there was nothing wrong with getting closer to him, right? Cleo certainly reassured herself of that much. After the show had closed, Cleo ran backstage to change into the clothes she'd arrived in the theater in, a sundress and some flats. The theater slowly but surely cleared out and she'd informed Alvey to stick behind and wait for her and she'd let him come on stage. Along with a few other family and friends that had come to support the rest of the cast. Emerging onto the stage, Cleo spotted Alvey immediately and proceeded o the edge of the stage. She couldn't even hide how big her smile was. "Alvey!" She called out with a grin to gain his attention. She sat on the edge of the stage, using her hand to wave him over.

Alvey lifted his head up as she called out to him, moving to stand and walking over to the stage easily, not even knowing how traditions here worked. Once he was close enough, he showed her the rose and the chocolates, smiling widely. "Hey. That was insane!"

Hopping off of the stage as he walked over to her, Cleo's smile only grew as she saw the Rose and the chocolates. She took them easily as she showed them to her before using her free arm to hook it around his neck to hug him quickly. "Oh my gosh, thank you. You didn't have to get me anything. You coming is enough," Cleo assured him as he pulled back. "Yeah? You enjoyed it?" She asked with hopeful eyes, definitely valuing his opinion.

Alvwy hugged her back tightly, amiling as widely as he could. "Oh, dont even worry. I know this is something people do when a friend acts and stuff." He said, waving it off as he oulled back from her gently before he immediately nodded his head a little. "Of course. It was amazing, seriously. I didnt know much about the play, but now I'm a fan."

Cleo nodded her head gently at his words since it was definitely considered theater etiquette. She smelled the rose before grinning up at him, nodding once more. "Well, I appreciate it very much. And very good choice, the rose matches my dress." She replied with a grin. Her face lit up even more, which was really nothing unusual. Cleo was smiling 99.99% of the time. "That makes me so happy, I'm glad we didn't disappoint." Cleo breathed out sincerely in relief. "I'm just glad you were able to come. Really."

"Hm. I didn't know your favorite flower, so I just went the romantic way." Alvey admitted shamelessly, licking his lips and smiling gently when she smelled the rose. He thought Ckeo was adorable and far too good to be true. He had yet to find something about her that made her not perfect, honestly. He let out a small laugh, shaking his head. "Told you I wouldn't miss it. They were actually happy I took a night off at work, because I never miss a shift."

"They are, as cliche as it is. Never a bad way to go, though. I'm a happy girl," Cleo replied with a nod, grinning widely up at him. Arching a brow at his words, she couldn't help but laugh softly. "Hey, you have great work ethic. Not many people can say that," she pointed out, opening her mouth to speak up before she heard someone call her name. Turning her head, she found one of the other dancers at the side of the stage waiting for her. "We're leaving now, you coming or what?" A blonde asked and Cleo nodded her head. "Give me a sec. I'll catch up," Cleo assured her friend before turning to Alvey. "A bunch of the ensemble are going out for drinks at this new club. I'm not really sure if that's your type of thing but if it is, you're more than welcome to come." Cleo offered, hating how generic it sounded. "I'm not offering to be polite or whatever. Just, um, I think you'd get along with everyone really well." It was a cop out, Cleo just couldn't bring herself to say that she really, /really/ wanted him to come along. Not that he wouldn't get along with everyone, he absolutely would. Besides, from what she understood Alvey could use a few new friends after the whole Anna ordeal.

Alvey grinned, keeping that in mind. He hadn't really planned his night, but he had in mind asking her out somewhere just because he figured it was the least that he could do. So when she offered him to tag along, Alvey nodded immediately and smiled. "Yeah, of course. That sounds good, actually. I have tonight off so I might as well make it count." He said playfully, shoving his hands in his pockets as he stood in front of her.

Cleo tried to hide how excited she was that he'd actually agreed to come along although there was no telling how well she hid it. "Perfect!" She replied eagerly before climbing back onto the stage, managing to do so gracefully. "I just need to grab my stuff from the side of the stage and we can go out the back door, yeah?" She asked rhetorically, motioning for him to come with her as she moved to grab her purse as she said she would. She put it over her shoulder, well aware that the others had left already but they would catch up to them soon enough.

Alvey followed her onto the stage, smiling at her excitement. He would never admit it before, but Anna had never been like that. She was always focused on soemthing else, work, and her own goals and what she wanted her life to be like. Cleo seemed to just live her life and enjoy what she had. Though, technically, she was the most successful person he had ever met. She had what he imagined was her dream job. "Sounds good. I also had no idea you could sing, you know? I thought you just danced." He added as he followed her out.

After grabbing her things, Cleo led Alvey over to the back door. Normally she'd leave through the side door, but right now there were likely fans waiting to have programs signed. Not that Cleo didn't appreciate the support, but she was already following behind and had Alvey with her. She pushed open the door and could very easily hear them singing songs from the show from around the corner. Turning to Alvey as he spoke up, Cleo flashed him a smile. "Yeah. I don't think I'm the best compared to everyone else when it comes to the whole singing thing. I'm not bad, otherwise I wouldn't be in the show, I'm just not as trained as others, you know?"

Alvey followed her to the back, curiously looking around. The last time he had been even close to a theater was in theater class in school so he would admit this was all pretty new and actually amazing. once they were outside, Alvey grinned a little. "I thought you were pretty good though. I liked it."

Cleo grinned widely at Alvey's words since his words definitely meant a lot. Especially since they were coming from his mouth. She began leading him towards the sidewalk, falling into step alongside him. "Thank you very much, I'm really glad to hear it." She replied appreciatively. "I love it, you know? I feel really honored to get to tell such an incredible story nearly every day."

Alvey smiled widely as he looked to the side to her, nodding eagerly. "It is a pretty interesting story. I had never really looked into it but now I get all the hype. People go crazy for you all." He said teasingly, knowing that je wasone of the few that hadn't been interested in it until he realized that it was a good way to hang out with her.

Cleo giggled softly at his words, nodding a little. "That means we're doing something right, then." She replied gently, looking ahead for a moment before looking over at him once again. "Are you from Chicago?" She asked gently. It was simple, but Cleo realized that she didn't even know minor details like that about him.

Alvey nodded easily, grinning. "Yeah, born and raised. And I have barely left Chicago, so it's basically the only place I really know." He explained easily, not really knowing why he had never had many chances to go on vacation. Growing up he just went to the pool and the beach or camping. Not on vacation to other states. "What about you?"

Cleo nodded her head gently as Alvey shared that he was born and raised her in Chicago, finding it interesting. "It's a great city to have grown up in, though, I'm sure." She replied gently before shaking her head a little. "I'm not, actually. Born and raised in Florida. By the beach."

"Yeah, at least I now this city like the back of my hand, honestly." Alvey admitted easily, walking next to her as he fixed his little man bun playfully. "Florida? That's awesome. "I'vr bren planning a vacation there forever because of Disney."

"I would hope so," Cleo replied playfully, laughing softly as he fixed his man bun, finding him to be nothing short of precious. "Yeah? You should definitely go. Disney really is the happiest place on earth and anyone who says otherwise just isn't right in the head," Cleo replied, sounding sure as ever of herself.

Alvey laughed a little, nodding his head. "Yeah, I agree though. Like just that entire universe seems pretty damn good to begin with, honestly." He admitted shamelessly. He was a fun of Disney's work since they were the most successful company regarding that. "You guys always go out like this?"

"I agree. You know, if you feel that way you should totally try and work for Pixar." Cleo suggested sincerely, knowing very well that he could do it if he put his mind to it. She nodded a little, looking ahead again. "Yeah, actually. We're all pretty close. Do you go out a lot?"

"Yeah, of course. I would love that. I love their short movies like crazy." Alvey admitted eagerly, letting out a small laugh and then raising his eyebrows. "We work until real late most nights so what we usuaally do is get some beers at closing time and we gossip or play poker and stuff like that." Alvey admitted playfully.

"You should definitely look into it then, Alvey. You definitely have the passion for it," she replied gently, flashing him a smile as she did so before she nodded. "Ah. That sounds nice, too. I've found that work is much more enjoyable if you're able to do things like that with your co-workers, you know?" She mused, finally reaching the club and leading him in.

"It's in my mind, but I know I need experience for that and all so I'm just taking it easy." He didn't think that Cleo had even seen his work as a cartoonist but somehow she still believed in hin and that was sweet of her. "Yeah, totally. Its a good way to chilk after a long day of work."

"Okay, cool." Alvey said as she mentioned introducing him. He followed hrt to the back of the club, which was already packed considering it was a new club in town and waved at everyone. "Hey, guys. Good show,that was pretty rad!" He exclaimed with a small smile on his face.

Cleo grinned widely at Alvey's words and the cast thanked him, evidently appreciative. Taking a seat, Cleo patted the space next to her for him to sit as the bartender came around to take everyone's drink orders. Everyone began talking among themselves and Cleo grinned at the whole thing, a few people even turned the focus on Alvey to ask where he was from and what he was doing in Chicago. After that, the bartender came around with their drinks and Cleo took a small sip of hers before turning to Alvey. "Do you want to dance?" She asked over the music.

Alvey answered their questions easily, not really minding the attention and took sips from his drink now and then as he sat next to Cleo. He let out a small laugh at her words, remembering their conversation about clubs that night at her apartment and nodded a little. "Oh yeah, sure. Just like, try to go easy on me." He retorted playfully as he moved to stand up, setting the drink on the table and offering his hand to her.

Cleo couldn't help but laugh as he did since it was if he read her mind. She giggled even more as she heard his words, taking one more sip from her drink before standing up. Her features softened as he offered him her hand, taking it easily. "/You/ go easy on /me/!" She replied playfully, moving close to his ear so he could hear her over the music.

"Says the dancer." Alvey said with a small smirk, pulling on her hand to the dance floor. He wasn't sure of how dancing would work when there was some tension between them, in a goodway, buthe staryed by simply swaying from side to side in front of her playfully sinceit was club music.

"You literally told me you can dance, Alvey!" She replied teasingly, giving his hand a gentle squeeze as she did so. Once they reached the dance floor, Cleo tried to disregard just how big her crush on him really was and focused on dancing to the music. The entire time, though, she kept a smile on her face. Given how crowded the club was, Cleo gradually ended up closer and closer to Alvey. Which really, she wasn't complaining about.

Alvey didn't mind the closeness, if anything it was reassuring since they were just dancing and having fun. At some point, their bodies ended up pressed together and all he did was set his hand on her lower back as they danced. It would be a lie to say that he didn't know he liked Cleo. He wasn't stupid. But he also didn't think it was a bad thing. They were friends and he thoght that there was potential there for something else too. He didn't pull back and instead just danced with her with no worry in his mind about this being wrong or right at all.

Cleo could definitely feel her heartbeat pick up in her chest as he placed his hand on her lower back. It was something about that contact. It was what Cleo craved more of. She wanted to be close to Alvey. A little voice in the back of her head was telling her she should pull back because she was friends with Anna, but right now? Anna was far from her mind. She liked Alvey and she had,technically, broken up with him. Besides, Anna had someone else. So was this really so bad after all? Cleo's hands moved onto Alvey's shoulders as she moved her hips along with the music, her eyes moving to his as she grinned widely.

The thing about Cleo was that she so carefree. She just lived her life and enjoyed it like she was supposed to. And Alvey enjoyed that a lot. He pulled her even closer as he felt her hands on his shoulders, smiling at her as he moved to the beat of the music agaisnt her body, his head touching hers a little. It had been a while since he had been out dancing, and with a girl, but he found himself actually very comfortable with her, even relaxed under her hands, his other hand moving to her hip.

Cleo happily obliged and moved closer to him as he pulled her closer, one hand moving to hook around his neck as the other moved to his chest. Her head moved against his and she closed her eyes, focusing on the music and the closeness between herself and Alvey and she forced herself his to let go entirely. She evidently relaxed, sighing softly in content as she found herself pulling Alvey even closer than she already was.

Alvey actually stared at her as she closed her eyes, knowing fairly well that this was going into some very dangerous territory. But he didn't care. He waa actually quite happy where this was going, he just hoped that Cleo realozed it too. Leaning into her some more to whisper into her ear. "See, you do know how to dance at a club." He whispered playfully.

Cleo had been lost entirely dancing along with the music and focusing on how close she was to him, that she was almost a bit startled when he spoke up. She didn't let it show, though, and instead, laughed softly at his words. "It's easy with you," she assured him which was true, everything came naturally when it came to herself and Alvey.

Alvey let out a small laugh at her reply, arching an eyebrow. "That was so smooth." He said teasingly, though he really believed that, she had surprised him with that. So Alvey just leaned his head against hers one more and opened his eyes to look at her. "It's pretty nice though."

Cleo couldn't help but giggle at his words, shaking her head a little as she did so. "I do try my best." She replied modestly, resting her head against his as he leaned in to do the same. Cleo would be lying if she said his gaze on her didn't have an effect on her. God, she would be such a liar. Her eyes found his and she nodded, just barely. "I meant that, though. That's what everything with you is. Easy. At least I feel that way." Cleo admitted.

"Ah, you're trying to seduce me or something?" Alvey asked with a small smirk, it turning into a smile as soon as she locked her eyes on his, not being to stop himself from feeling something. Definitely something. "Hm. This right here with us...is turning into something, isn't it? And I'm not complaining at all."

Cleo threw her head back and laughed at Alvey's question before looking back at him, arching a brow as a playful expression came across her face. "Is it working?" She asked playfully, unable to help herself. Cleo couldn't help the smile that came across her lips as she saw him smile, although it softened as she heard his words. Did he like her back? Was that really like, a thing? Cleo thought maybe r was a long shot, but then again nothing had proved her wrong. "I'm not complaining either," she breathed out gently, sincerely.

Alvey took in a deep breath and the nodding a little. "Look at where you got me. I think that answers your question." He said gently, not really seeing a point in lying to her as he locked his eyes on hers once again and looked down at her lips as he got closer, then back to her eyes. "No?"

Cleo smiled at Alvey's response, definitely glad to hear it. He was right, it did. Cleo's stomach filled with butterflies as she saw his gaze shift from her eyes, down to her lips, then back up to her eyes. She swallowed hard, the anticipation of it all almost too much for her. She shook her head slightly, her eyes remaining on his. "I never would." She breathed out, trying not to get too flustered.

By this point, Alvey was still barely swaying to the music, his focus conpeltely on Cleo and their closeness. He smiled a little when she replied, oulling her closer and nudging his nose against hers playfully, eyes closed. "Would you complain about me kissing you?"

Cleo was also barely moving to the music because Alvey had her complete attention. She pulled him even closer by using the arm wrapped around his neck, eyes remaining on him even as he closed his eyes. She shook her head a little, finally letting her eyes fall shut as well. "There's nothing I want more, Alvey."

Alvey let her pull him closer, taking a deep breath as he leaned in closer and pressed hislips to hers as carefully as he ever could, one of his hands moving to the back of her neck gently as he did so.

Cleo hadn't realized just how much she wanted this or even how long until she finally felt his lips on hers. God, she liked him so much. She didn't realize how much, either, because she'd kept her feelings for him repressed for so long. Cleo closed the gap between them completely as she returned the gentle kiss, which was more than she ever could have asked for. And that was when she relaxed entirely.

Alvey had been with Anna for many years and he couldn't remember a time when he had felt so at east while being with her. He would lie if he said tgat he wasn't surprised by what was happening but it downed on him that it made sense. They had always had this sort of connection between them. It was crazy, but as soon as heir lips met, Alvey pulled her closer and moved his lips against hers softly, not wanting it to end any time soon.

Everything aside from Alvey became a blur. The music, the people surrounding them. Because none of it mattered. In that moment, nothing but Alvey mattered. Not even Anna. She kissed him back gently, her lips moving slow and in perfect sync with his. In that moment, being with him couldn't have felt more right. The hand that wasn't hooked around him moved to the side of his face gently, doing her best to cherish every second.

Alvey smiled softly into the kiss as he leaned into her touch, not even knowing what was happening around them or anything. He felt good and it had been a while since he had felt like that. So he just focused on Cleo and the kiss, hoping that feeling wouldn't go away."

Cleo kissed him back, slowly but surely trying to make up for where words failed her. She finally pulled back after a moment, needing to come up for air. She rested her forehead against his, not being able to help but grin seemingly ear to ear. Her arms wrapped out his neck, fingers playing with the hairs on the name of his neck gently. "You have no idea how long I've wanted that," she breathed out breathlessly.

Alvey licked his lips as they pulled back for air, taking a deep breath and opening his eyes to look at her as he heard her words. "Oh?" He was surprised to hear that, considering that she had never really said anything or even seemed like it. He had always liked her. It was just now that he was realizing it though. "Did it live up to expectations?"

"Yeah," Cleo confirmed, deciding just to put it all out in the open. She had nothing to hide. She liked Alvey and she refused to keep those feelings repressed any longer. She laughed softly at his question, opening her eyes and moving a hand to rest it on the side of his neck. "Everything I could have hoped for and more," she assured him with a grin, her eyes locking on his.

Alvey was genuinely surprised by her words, but smiling widely as she replied to his question. He had no idea of what to say, because he had never thought it would end up like this for them. At this moment, he wasn't thinking about their story and how everyone else would look at them. He just wanted to make sure everything eith them worked. Leaning in again, he pecked her lips softly and grinned. "I had no idea you liked me like that."

Cleo returned the gentle kiss, more than happy to do so. God, she'd wanted this so bad. More than he could ever realize. She kept him close, nodding her head easily at his words. It felt so nice for Cleo to finally talk to someone about this. About him. Rather than swallowing her feelings for everyone else. She refused to let anyone stand in between her and her happiness again. No way. Her thumb moved along the skin of his neck and she nodded gently. "I kept trying to hide it and repress my feelings for you for everyone else's sake but...Alvey, you have no idea how much I like you. Or how incredible you are, for that matter." She admitted honestly, looking at him intently.

"You dont have to hide it anymore." Alvey said gently, nodding his head and tilting his head to the side as he looked at her intently. He had no words for what was going, hinking that something like this could come out of all of this was surreal, honestly. He leaned his head against hers and swayed from side to side gently, grinning. "Ever since you came into the burger joint, like the first time we saw each other in months, I knew I wanted more. I just didn't know if that was okay with you..."

Hearing those words come from Alvey's mouth couldn't have been anymore reassuring. Because it meant that he liked her too. He wanted to be with her. Cleo began loving as he did, sharing a smile similar to his on her lips. "I'd have to be insane not to. That's why I thought Anna was so crazy. Because you deserve so much better than her, Alvey. I'm not even saying that's necessarily me, you just deserve the world. Really. I'd have to be out of my mind not to fall head over heels for you."

Alvey's eyes softened at her words, shaking his head a little and pulling back to tug on her hand carefully. "Why don't we get out of here? Let's drive somewhere and talk, it's too noisy here." He said gently, since they were basiclaly yelling over the music instead of talking.

For a moment, Cleo feared she had said the wrong thing when Alvey pulled back but was reassured when he grabbed her hand. "Yeah, of course." She replied, knowing that he was right and nodding quickly. She adjusted the purse on her shoulder as she laced their fingers together, letting him lead her out.

Alvey walked over to the table where they had been at, to say goodnye to everyone and to leave some cash as payment for their drinks before he began leading her out of the club and onto the streets. "You want some food and then going somewhere nice?" He offered as he tried to remember where his car was at.

Cleo followed him back to their table, picking up her Rose and saying goodbye to everyone. After that, she thanked Alvey for paying for their drinks before following him out. "Oh, yeah. Food sounds great, last time I ate was before the show," she replied gently, pulling him towards the theater since she assumed his car was back towards there.

Alvey grinned a little, opening the door of the car for her and then moving to climb into the drivers side. He began driving and gasped. "That's insane. It's really long. So, should we find a drive thru or somewhere else? I got this really nice place where we can see the city lights and eat, we just need to pick up the food." He explained easily.

Cleo thanked him as he opened the door for her, laughing softly as he gasped after her words. "I know! Drive thru is perfect if you have somewhere for us to eat, actually. I'm not very hard to please when it comes to food." Cleo replied easily before looking over at him. "How do you feel about Chick-Fil-A?"

Alvey nodded easily, not really minding it. "Sounds good. I like their milkshakes a lot." He said excitedly as he began driving to the nearest one he could find. Making a transition from friends to kissing was supposed to be awkward but somehow, he actually felt really good about all of it so far. Cleo didnt look different either, it just felt good.

Cleo grinned widely, nodding eagerly. "Oh my gosh, they're the best. Especially the vanilla ones." She replied eagerly, leaning over the middle console as he pulled into the drive thru. She asked for some of the nuggets and a vanilla milkshake, holding true to her word before reaching for her purse. "Let me pay, okay?"

"Well, I like cookies and cream way better, honstly." Alvey admitted playfully, letting her place her order and then ordering a milkshake and a salad. He worked at a burger joint, so he skipped burgers mostly anywhere he could. "Hm, I paid for the drinks so okay. All for the equality and stuff." He said with a small laugh.

"What? No way. Cookies and cream ice cream is where it's at. Not milkshakes." She replied adamantly before grabbing her wallet and taking out her card. "Good. I was ready to fight you on that one," Cleo replied in all seriousness before handing her card over to him.

"You know its the same thing, except for wating it with a straw instead of a spoon, right?" Alvey asked playfully, taking her card and paid for their food, thanking the cashier and then handing it back to her easily. "Hey, I like girl power, I have no problem with that."

"Not at all! The consistency is completely different," she replied adamantly, taking her card back and putting it up easily. She couldn't help but laugh at his words, shaking her head a little in disbelief. "Do you have any flaws, Alvey?"

Alvey laugged a little, arching an eyebrow. "What? I just said that but it's still the same. It tastes good no matter what. Milkshakes are just ice creams." He retorted since it was obvious that he knew about making them because of where he worked. "Oh, I have many flaws. Being that dumb isn't really one of them."

Cleo laughed softly, shaking her head a little. "Well then, I do stand corrected." She replied playfully, relaxing back into her seat. She laughed once again, nodding a little. "That one is way more common than you'd think, unfortunately. I'm happy to know that you're an exception."

Alvey alughed a little, taking the food and handing the bags over to her as well as their drinks before he began driving once again. He wanted them to have a nice view so he would find just the place. "Yeah. Me too. No moment to argue that anyway."

Cleo took the bags from him easily and set them next to her, then leaning back in the seat again. "Exactly," she replied in agreement. She looked out of the window for a moment, trying to wrap her mind around how they'd even found themselves here. However it had happened, Cleo was thankful it did. "Do you mind if I turn on the radio?" She asked after a moment, finding it difficult to go too long without listening to music.

"Please do. You can play anything you want, of course." Alvey said easily, his eyes on the road ahead as he drove to their destination. He thought it would be nice to just have a moment just the two of them. "So, the show...you perform everyday?"

"Thank you," Cleo replied appreciatively, leaning over to turn on the radio. She searched for a station playing some pop music, settling for that before leaning back into her seat again. She looked over at him as he spoke up, nodding a little. "Yep. Every single day. The only difference is some shows are two show days. We're free to take and vacations and stuff, though. So it's not near as strenuous as it sounds."

Alvey smiled. He loved how passionate Cleo was for her job. She made it sound likw it was way more than just her job. Which was amazing in his opinion. "That does sound nice. But yeah, tiring as well. You guys really do a great job though, which is what matters and you know, being happy."

Cleo grinned widely at his words, relieved that he felt that way. "Thank you very much. That means so much," Cleo replied appreciatively, nodding a little as she did so. "So tell me, what exactly is the first step in becoming a cartoon artist? Aside from the talent, of course."

Alvey laughed a little, shrugging. "No idea. I just draw, haven't really sold any of my cartoons yet." He admitted easily since he was in no way making profits off that yet. Alvey finally parked the car up on a hill where Chicago could be seen with all the street lights. "So I wouldn't know much about it."

Cleo grinned at his modesty, nodding gently in understanding as she did so. "Ah, okay." She replied gently. "I'm sure you'll figure it out, though. You'll have to show me what you've come up with, though. I'm very curious," Cleo urged him, grabbing the bags of food from her side before she climbed out of the car.

"Yeah. I actuallt have one of my notebooks here. Come on." He grabbed their milkshakes and then the notebook he kept in his car before climbing out and opening the trunk of his suv to sit there so they could be comfortable. "I think the first step is showing your art which I haven't done much about since I had stopped drawing for a little while when I was with Anna."

"Yeah? Awesome," Cleo replied eagerly, definitely looking forward to seeing a whole new part of him. She was happy that he was actually willing to share such a huge part of his life with her. She walked to the back of the car and hopped into the trunk area, pulling her legs up to sit Indian styled. "Right, yeah. Well, you're back at it now which is what's important." Cleo assured him before adverting her gaze ahead. "This view is incredible, Alvey."

Alvey handed over her milkshake carefully and then smiled widely. "Yeah, it feels good to be back at it. And I'm really glad that you like it. Fifured we could use a place like this to just...talk and stuff." He said softly.

"I bet." Cleo replied gently. She couldn't imagine giving up dance, especially for someone else. A perfect relationship is someone who supports you when it comes to what you love most. Cleo then nodded her head gently, taking a sip from her milkshake gently. "Hm, yeah. It's perfect. I didn't realize I was screaming at you until you pointed it out."

Alvey smirked a little, shrugging. "I am pretty sure everyone heard us back at the club, despite the loud music." He said teasingly as he began to eat his salad and then picked up his notebook to hand it over to her. "Here's some of the stuff I have been working on."

Cleo giggled at the thought of everyone hearing then, shaking her head a little. She began eating her food slowly, humming softly and swallowing as he handed her the notebook. She placed her nuggets aside and took it, handling it carefully before setting it on her lap. She opened it up, her eyes lighting up as she took her time looking at each drawing closely. "Alvey. This is incredible." She breathed out with a grin. "Are you kidding? You should be working for Pixar already."

Alvey grinned widely as she giggled, continuing to eat and looking ahead as she checked out his sketch book. He was nervous but he didnt really show it, hoping she would just be honest about it. He let out a small, almost nervous laugh at her words, obviously trying to hide it. "You're sweet. But I wish. I wanna make that happen, I just know I have to work very, very hard."

Cleo extended her hand a placed it on his leg gently as she continued looking through the sketch book, shaking her head a little. "To make it happen, Alvey. Because all the talent is right here," she assured him, lifting her head only to lean over to kiss his cheek gently before she went back to looking through the book. "I would ask you to draw me but I'm sure it would end up being a curly mess, huh?"

Alvey grinned as she kissed his cheek and placed her hand on his leg, leaning towards her some more to see what she was looking at. "I think it's funny that you think I haven't done that yet, are you kidding? I already have. I don't know if I have you on this one sketch book though." He admitted gently, taking a sip of his milkshake.

Cleo's eyes widened at his words, still surprised by how much he seemed to have thought of her even when they weren't together. "What? Seriously?" She asked gently, evidently surprised but also flattered. She shook her head a little, laughing softly. "I'm...I'm flattered. This is all just kinda surreal to me. I never would have guessed you even give me a second thought when we're not together."

"Of course. Several times." Alvey admitted easily since he had done a few cartoons of her even before he and Anna were over. "It involves a lot of curls, I will give you that but its also very, very cute." He admitted playfully, leaning over to peck her lips gently. "Just like you."

"Alvey!" Cleo exclaimed in surprise as he shared that he had done it not just once, but several times. She giggled at his words since Cleo's hair was perhaps her most distinguishing feature. She grinned widely at his words, leaning into him to peck his lips back easily. That felt right. It felt good. "I can't believe I'm just finding this out. I'll have to see these ASAP." She replied with a pointed look before laughing softly. "I feel like I need to serenade you or something now."

"Cleo! I should be mad that you didnt think yourself worthy of getting a cartoon from me." He said teasingly, letting out a small laugh and then taking the notebook from her to keep looking until he found one of hers. It was just her, with her hair dancing at what seemed to be a club. "I made this one when you introduced me to Caesar. Funnily enough I saw you at a club tonight. When you were seducing me. You also dont have to serenade me unless you want to though. You only have to do things that you want to do."

"Because I'm not," Cleo let out a soft laugh, shaking her head a little as she did so. Setting her food aside, she moved closer to Alvey until she was sitting right next to him to get a better look at the drawing. Her face lit up as she saw the picture, a soft gasp leaving her lips. "Alvey. Oh my god. I love it," she replied breathlessly, leaning over to his his cheek before moving her arm to slip it around his middle. "Noted. Wow, I'm not over that. I won't be for awhile. You really have a talent for this, you know that? And this is my totally not biased opinion."

"I hope you are joking, Cleo." Alvey murmured teasingly, turning his head to look at her better in order to see her reaction and then grinning as she kissed his cheek. "You do? That means a lot." He admitted softly, leaning into her and wrapping his arm around her shoulders carefully as he locked his eyes on hers gently. "A very, very biased opinion. But thank you. That means a lot. No matter how biased. I care about what you think, you know?"

"I'm absolutely serious. I'm not worthy of this masterpiece here, but I am grateful for it nonetheless." She assured him, leaning into him even more as he slipped his arm around her shoulder. "I really do." She assured him, reaching over to grab her phone. She took a picture of the drawing, wanting to keep it forever, really. She then set her phone aside before looking at him intently. "I'm glad. I didn't know. But if that's the case you should know I think the world of you."

Alvey shook his head. "Oh, please. Don't be silly. You are basically the best person I know and you are famous, you are probably used to being drawn all the time." He murmured playfully, letting out a small laugh and then watching as she took a picture of it with her phone, grinning widely. That was cute. He looked down at her when she dropped her phone, reaching up with his free hand to push some of her hair off her face with a smile. "Thats an amazing coincidence considering how highly I think of you then. And you know, considering we like each other and all of that." He whispered playfully.

Cleo was unable to constrain her smile at his words and laughed softly, shaking her head a little. "You think a bit /too/ highly of me, Alvey." She replied playfully. Cleo closed her eyes for a moment as he pushed a few of her curly tresses off of her face before opening them to look up at him. The smile quickly returned to her lips upon hearing his words since it was still surreal to her, but she nodded. "How long, though? Have you felt this way about me, I mean. If you don't mind me asking I just...I can't help but wonder since I've felt this way about you for so long."

"Are you sure? Cause look at you. Still very young, alreasy with a dream job, successful, hard working. I think I see you as the person that you are. Like most importantly, you are the best person that I know." Alvey said easily, not really minding the fact that he was being really honest. He figured that they needed to be completely truthful to each other because he didnt think their friends would be very thoughtful with them. "Hm, I am not sure. I think I have liked you since we met. I was just...you know, with someone else, so I never let myself think too much into it. I just...I guess I always felt this sort of pull to you. That night at the burger joint made me feel like there was more to us, you know? Like I understood it."

Cleo's features softened entirely at Alvey's words. They meant more to Cleo than he could have possibly imagined. She stared at him after he finished speaking before leaning forward to press a gentle kiss to his lips, almost as a thank you of sorts, before pulling away. "Alvey," she breathed out breathlessly, shaking her head slightly in disbelief. "You're the best person /I/ know. Truly." She whispered before listening intently to what he said next. She grinned widely, taking his hand and resting her head on his shoulder. "You have no idea how happy I am to hear that. All of this, really."

Alvey smiled softly and kissed her gently, glad that she liked what he had to say about her. She was a great girl and it good that she was aware of that. Lacing their fingers today, he laughed a little. "Thank you, you do think highky of me, honestly." He admitted playfully before he leaned his head on top of hers. "Yeah? I am very happy that you are happy, honestly."

Cleo held his hand tightly, just thankful that she was able to even do so. "Because you deserve it. More than anyone I know." She assured him, grinning as he rested his head on hers while her eyes fixated ahead. "I'm the happiest girl right now, really. All because of you." She breathed out.

Alvey looked ahead at the city lights, playing with her fingers a little and a smile showing up on his face when she spoke up once again. "All me? I giess that meams we really like each other because I feel the same way."

Cleo nodded her head as much as she could in confirmation to his words, exhaling softly in content. "You have no idea." She replied gently before her gaze shifted down to his tattoos. She ran her thumb over the bird on his hand, not being able to help but smile. "You have a lot of tattoos," she observed gently before laughing. "Sorry, that was lame. They're interesting to me, is all."

Alvey looked down at their hands as she talked about his tattoos, grinning a little. "They probably look more interesting than they are. I have some in hidden places too." He said playfully, letting out a small laugh and then pecking her lips.

Cleo's dark eyes remained fixated on his arm as she looked at the tattoos that were exposed to her, laughing softly at his admission. "Yeah? You'll have to show me sometime," she murmured gently before looking up at him just as he leaned into her to peck her lips. She returned the kiss easily, more than happy to do so. "I have a pretty deathly fear of needles so tattoos are out of the question for me."

"I will show you any time you'd like." Alvey said easily, smiling softly and then staying close as they pulled back from the soft kiss. He let out a small laugh at her admission, leaning his head againat hers. "It's okay, I can get some in my own body for you." He said teasingly.

Cleo nodded gently at his words, definitely intending on taking him up on that offer. She gave his hand a gentle squeeze as she leaned her head against his, exhaling softly in content. She giggled at his offer, shaking her head a little. "That's a very serious offer to make for little me."

"Well, I was only joking. That seems like a way too serious offer for a first night out and all, dont wanna scare you away or anything." Alvey admitted with a small grin, giving her hand a gentle squeeze and then taking another sip of his milkshake. "I assume we will be like, dating and going out and stuff? I mean would you like that?"

Cleo laughed softly as he clarified, nodding her head gently at his words. "No worries. You'd have to try way harder than that to scare me off." She assured him, running her thumb along the back of his hand before she looked at him intently. She bit down on her bottom lip at his words, nodding slowly. "I would like that a lot, if I'm honest," she breathed out gently. "This is something I never thought would happen, you know?"

Alvey grinned widely, looking at her intently as she spoke and then shaking his head a little. "Nothing is impossible in this world, Cleo. And I would like that a lot too, honestly." He admitted carefully, lifting her hand up to his lips. "But...we do need to talk about, you know, the friends and Anna and all of it...like how we're gonna deal with that."

Cleo couldn't help but smile as she saw the one on his face, it was contagious. She squeezed his hand gently as he lifted hers to her lips, but of course the happy feeling fleeted as she heard Anna's name escape his lips. She let a soft sigh emit from her lips as she looked ahead at the city, shaking her head a little. "I don't want her to ruin this too.."

"She won't." Alvey said immediately, leaning in to kiss her cheek a few times and pulling her closer. "This doesnt have anything to do with her even. I just meant that you are friends, she will have things to say. I dont wanna make things hard for you and stuff."

Cleo couldn't help but feel reassured by how quickly he responded and she nodded gently, slipping her hand from his to wrap her arm around his middle as he pulled her closer. She nuzzled her face into the crook of his neck, exhaling slowly as she did so before nodding once again. "Right, yeah. Of course. I mean, it's not really any of her business, you know? I don't wanna hide our relationship from our mutual friends, though. I think that's just silly."

Alvey sighed a little as she hid her face into his neck, that meant he couldn't try and figure out what she was feeling about his words. "Yeah, agreed. I don't wanna hide it either. I mean, we arent doing anything wrong, you know?" He said carefully, looking ahead at the city as he thought about it. "I just figired talking about it between us would be good."

Cleo closed her eyes for a moment at his words, considering their portions. She wished they didn't have to worry about this. More than anything. That it could just be them and they wouldn't have to worry about anything else. But it wasn't that easy. Cleo lifted her head, her eyes fixating on the city ahead of them. "Yeah. No, I mean, you're right. We gotta figure all of this out before anything else." She replied gently, huffing gently. "I..I don't know what to do about Anna. She's a good friend, believe it or not. Not the best, but still good." Cleo breathed out gently. "But if it came down to you or her... my mind is made up."

Alvey thought about it for a second, trying to figure out what to say or do to make it easier for her. Alvey was mostly thinking about her. He had already distanced himself from their friends and liked it better. "Hm. Just wish you didn't feel like you had to pick." He admitted gently, sending her a small smile as he looked at her intently. "Okay...how about this? We just go out and do our thing. Whoever finds out, finds out. Until we feel ready enough to just tell anyone that we want like whatever feels right." He offered gently, not wanting her to worry too much about Anna.

Cleo wished she didn't have to pick either. And while it wasn't ideal, it wasn't exactly a difficult decision to make. She placed her hands on either side of his body, looking over at him as she heard his suggestion. It sounded perfect, really. They would tackle it as they went. "That...That's a really good approach to this whole thing," Cleo replied gently, a smile coming across her lips. "That way we can tackle it together, you know?"

"Yeah," Cleo replied gently, leaning over to press a kiss to his lips after he kissed her forehead. She exhaled softly in relief, happy that they had addressed it and that it was behind them not. Cleo was willing to sacrifice a lot of things to be with him, he was worth it. Cleo grinned at his offer and nodded gently. "I would love that. Can Caesar come?"

Alvey smiled as she kissed him, letting out a small laugh at the mention of Caesar. "Alien puppy is definitely allowed to come. He will love running around that place." He said excitedly, slipping one of his arms around her shoulders and leaning back a little.

Cleo giggled at Alvey's words, nodding a little. "He'll enjoy it. I don't get to take him out near as much as I'd like to, so you may become his new favorite person." Cleo mused, slipping both of her arms around his middle so as to hug him as she leaned into him.

Alvey laughed gently, wrapping his arms around her shoulders carefully and kissing her temple gently, grinning as she pushed her hair away carefully. "Hm, thats so sad. I usually work nights so I could take him out for walks during the day if you want?" He offered easily.

Cleo's smile only grew as he kissed her temple and she sighed softly in content, tilting her head up to look up at him. "Yeah? You wouldn't mind?" She asked gently. Cleo's eyes scanned over his face slowly, seemingly in complete adoration as she waited patiently for his answer.

"I would love to." Alvey said easily, tilting his head to the side as he looked at her and then closed his eyes when he realized how she was looking at him, blushing and laughing a little. "You're making me feel shy with that look."

"You're the best. Caesar will think so too," Cleo replied gently. Alvey really seemed to be as perfect as they came. Did the man have any flaws at all? Cleo was starting to doubt it. Cleo's eyes widened a little at his words since she had been completely oblivious as to how she'd been looking at her. She lifted her head, shaking her head a little. "What look?"

"I don't know, just looking at me that way." Alvey explained since he didnt really know what that look meant but feeling as if it had meant something. Looking into her eyes, Alvey leaned in and kissed her softly, his hands cupping the side of her neck as he did so.

Cleo laughed softly at his admission, nodding a little as she did so. As Alvey leaned in to her, Cleo let her eyes fall shut as his lips moved to hers. She couldn't help but let a soft hum of content escape her lips onto his as she moved her lips slowly against his, taking her time with it and enjoying every second. She'd waited for this way too long not to.

Alvey moved his lips carefully against hers, almost melting into her. It had been so long since he had felt at ease with someone. And it had been long since he had kissed someone like this, like it was way more than just a kiss. He ran his thumb along the skin of her neck as he tilted his head to the side to deepen the kiss, eyes closed as he pulled her even closer.

Cleo closed the gap between them entirely as Alvey pulled her even closer, wanting to be as close to him as possible, then letting her head fall to the opposite to reciprocate the kiss as he deepened it. Her hands moved to rest on his sides gently, her thumbs running over his rib cages slowly. Cleo wasn't exactly certain about a lot of things in life, but Alvey was one sure thing she had always been certain of. How much he meant to her. How much she wanted to be with him. How long she'd waited for /this/. Cleo's tongue ran along his bottom lip to ask for entrance as she moved even closer to him to hook an arm around his neck to pull him closer.

Alvey leaned into her and opened his mouth when she ran her tongue along his lip, cupping the back of her neck with his hand carefully to keep her close as his tongue touched hers gently, his other hand slipping down to her hip.

Cleo couldn't have been any more at ease. She'd wanted this for so long and now that she had it she couldn't be happier. Alvey truly made her feel like the happiest girl in the world. She hoped that feeling never fleeted. She exhaled softly in relief as she felt his tongue move against hers, pulling him that much closer. Not like that much was really possible, at this point, they were practically skin to skin.

Alvey hummed a little as they continued kissing, pulling back just a lottle to get his breath back as he pulled her even closer. "I don't think I will ever get tired of kissing you." He whispered gently, kissing her again and shifting a little to get more comfortable.

Cleo kept her eyes closed as he broke the kiss momentarily, not being able to help but grin as she heard his words. How had she gotten so lucky? "This is quickly becoming my favorite hobby," she breathed out against his lips, joking but also entirely serious. She loved to drape her legs over his lap before their lips connected once again.

Alvey let out a soft laugh against her mouth before they kissed again, his hand on her hip moving to her leg, moving it up and down while he moved his lips slowly against hers easily and then kissed down to her neck, pushing her hair back carefully.

Cleo couldn't help but smile into the kiss as she heard his laugh, there was nothing that sounded sweeter to her. As his lips moved down to her neck, she let her head fall to the side to allow him more access, silently hoping that her hair wasn't too much of an obstruction. She probably should have pulled it up, anyway. As she was facing him completely, Cleo leaned against him and let a soft hum of content emit from her lips.

Alvey kissed her neck gently for a moment, breathing her in and then finally pecking her lips again. "Hm. I like you so much, you know? If I ever forget to say it, just know it's a thing." He said playfully.

Cleo relished in the feeling of not only Alvey's lips against the most sensitive spots of her neck, but also the closeness between them. Pecking his lips back gently, happy to do so, she opened up her eyes as she heard him speak up. She grinned widely, not being able to believe that this was happening. "Noted," she breathed out almost breathlessly. "You have no idea how badly I've wanted to hear you say that; you know that?"

Alvey bit down on his bottom lip at her words, taking a deep breath. "I didnt even know I was on your radar like that, you know? Like until we kissed tonight, I had no idea what was going on." He said gently, letting out a small laugh and kissing her quickly again.

Cleo was definitely interested to hear his perspective of it all since she hadn't been able to talk to anyone about this for so long. She laughed softly at his words, nodding a little and netting him halfway to reciprocate the brief kiss. Her hand then moved to the side of his face, thumb running along his facial hair carefully. "Hm, I don't know. Kinda figured you were out of my league? Especially with all the stuff that happened. I figured you didn't see me as anything more than Anna's friend."

Alvey smiled softly as she caressed his face, the hand on the back of her neck drawing small circles and then kissing her nose. "Oh, I saw you alright." He said playfully, thougg he meant it, shehad always been beautifuk to him, even if from afar.

Cleo giggled at his response, scrunching her nose up playfully after he kissed her nose. She leaned forward to press a kiss to his cheek, then pulling back at him intently. "I wouldn't dream of hurting you, you know that?" She breathed out gently.

Alvey frowned a little at her words, realizing what she meant. That brcause of his past with Anna, she wanted to reassure him. "Don't say that..." He whispered softly, looking at her intently and then sighing softly. "I don't want you to think that I think like that. I hadn't even thought about that."

Cleo's features softened at his words as her hand moved down to his shoulder, although her eyes never moved from his. She nodded her head gently. "I just thought you should hear it," she replied softly. "Like, I understand if you don't want to rush into anything because of what happened."

Alvey nodded a little, leaning into her touch and giving her knee a gentle squeeze. "Yeah, but I don't think everyone is out tere waiting to hurt me. I just think, like, you and Anna are different and that is all that matters. I trust you." He whispered, locking his eyes on hers.

Cleo nodded her head gently at Alvey's words. This man was too good to be true. Definitely too good for Anna. Maybe even too good for Cleo. She didn't think about that though, and smiled at his last words. "I trust you too," she whispered sincerely, moving forward to nuzzle her face into the crook of his neck where she peppered small kisses against his skin.

Alvey groaned playfully as she kissed all over his neck, leaning back as if she were oushing him back onto the floor of the car. "You better. Cause I could be a serial killer and just dragged you all the way here." He said playfully.

Cleo giggled softly against his skin as he groaned playfully, leaning back into him since she was as close to him as it got. She pulled back, though, as she heard his words, laughing once again. "Alvey, oh my gosh," she breathed out playfully before pecking his lips quickly. "You're too pretty to be a serial killer." Cleo mused before pulling back a bit more to lay down completely.

Alvey laughed lightly as she did so too, pecking her lips and then rolled onto his side to look at her better. "There are several handsome serial killers, Cleo. Like Dahmer." He said easily, obviously messing around with her as he leaned his head on his hand.

Cleo pecked his lips back quickly, arching an eyebrow at his words as she looked over at him. "Who?" She asked gently. Cleo knew nothing of the subject, honestly. Cleo turned on her side as well to look up at him intently, resting her arm under her head. "You're still too pretty for that stuff, though."

"What? Jeffrey Dahmer, Cleo. He was a serial killer known for killing and abducting young males." Alvey explained gently, archinan eyebrow at her. He was not an expert but he knew a lot. Alvey poked her stomach and then smirked. "Hm? Well, thank you."

Cleo's eyebrows knitted together in confusion at Alvey's response and she shook her head a little. "Never heard of 'em," she replied gently before giggling as he poked her stomach, shying away from him a bit after he did so. "Of course."

"Of him, you mean." Alvey said easily, letting out a small laugh and then leaning over to kiss her gently. "I try to be pretty and all, it kinda just happens."

"Mhm," Cleo hummed gently, leaning into him to kiss him back gently, her hand moving to take his gently. She laughed softly at his modesty, nodding a little. "Well, it's working very well. So whatever you're doing you should definitely keep it up."

Alvey gave her hand a soft squeeze and kissed her again, sighing in content. "We should get going before we fall asleep out here, huh?" He offered gently, keeping his face close to hers as he did so and smiling widely.

Cleo returned the kiss, more than happy to do so before figuring that he was right. Her hands moved above her head and she arched her back as she stretched, then pushing herself up and pushing her hair from her face. "Hm, yeah." She replied gently, not being able to help but smile as she looked at him. "I'll get to see you tomorrow though, right?"

Alvey nodded easily, moving to sit up and then picking up their trash to put in a bag. "Of course. Hiking with alien puppy, remember?" He said gently, climbing out of the car and then iffering his hand to her.

Cleo took one more sip from her drink before putting it in the bag, nodding eagerly at his words. "Of course," she replied, immediately remembering before she took his hand to climb out of the car. "I can't wait."

Alvey shut the trunk and then moved to the front. "Same. It'll be fun." He said excitedly as hw opened the dooe for her and then climbing onto the drivers seat to buckle up. "I can pick you up after breakfast tomorrow?"

Cleo nodded gently at his words, thanking him for opening the door for her before she climbed in. "Yeah, that sounds perfect. I normally wake up pretty early anyways." She assured him, reaching for his hand once he was seated.

"Hm, sounds like a plan." Alvey said easily, takingher hand as he began driving with his other one, smiling. "You are in charge of the radio, by the way. All yours." He offered teasingly.

Cleo laced their fingers together as he took her hand, humming softly in content as he began driving. She laughed softly at his words, nodding easily before moving to turn it on. "What an honor," she replied playfully, searching for an oldies station and settling for that. She lifted his hand to her lips, taking her time to kiss each of his knuckles gently.

Alvey smiled softly as she kissed each one of his knuckles, letting out a small, almost giggle. "That tickles a little." He said playfully, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. "How many shows do you have tomorrow?"

Cleo giggled at Alvey's words since she found him nothing short of adorable, pressing a kiss to the back of his hand before dropping their hands into her lap. "Hm, sorry." She replied apologetically. "Just one tomorrow night."

Alvey grinned a little, taking a deep breath. "Nice." He said gently, since he knew that she was definitely a hard worker completely.

"Which means more time for you and alien puppy," Cleo replied playfully, his terminology rubbing off on her. She turned and looked over at him, flashing him a grin.

"Oh for sure. I will work tomorrow night too, so it works really well." Alvey admitted gently, smiling and glad that she was already thinking about spending a smuch time with him as possible.

"That's perfect." Cleo responded easily, not being able to contain her smile as she gave him a gentle squeeze. "I get time with my two favorite boys and then I get to dance my little heart out, sounds like a good day."

"You're cute." Alvey said gently, letting out a small laugh and then looking over at her when he parked the car in front of her building. "I will walk you to your door."

"Thank you very much," Cleo replied appreciatively with a grin, then nodding at his offer. "Okay," she murmured before grabbing her purse and the rose, then climbing out of the car. She met Alvey around the front and extended her hand to him as she flashed him a smile.

Alvey took her hand, leading her to the front door before kissing her cheek as they stepped inside. "I will pick you up tomorrow then?"

Cleo leaned into him as he kissed her cheek, stepping inside and setting her purse down easily. She then moved to wrap her arms around his neck to hug him, humming in affirmative. "Mhm. Bright and early."

Alvey slipped his arms around her waist, grinning. "Yes, of course." He grinned at her, kissing her cheek and then her lips softly as he hummed. "Can't wait, actually."

Cleo hugged Alvey tightly before pulling back as he kissed her cheeks, kissing him once more after he did so. "Me neither." She replied gently before kissing him once again. "Drive safe, okay?"

Alvey smiled as she kissed him. "Mhm." He mumbled against her lips, kissing her once again and then pulling back to smirk. "I gotta go or we wont stop."

Cleo giggled as she heard his words, knowing that he was absolutely right. "Okay. A few more," she breathed out gently before pecking his lips a few times until she finally pulled back. It took her only a second to lean in and kiss him one last time, grinning widely. "And one for the road."

Alvey chuckled, kissing her back every single time and giving her sides soft squeeze when they kissed one last time. "Hm, good. See you tomorrow, okay. Say hello to alien puppy for me!"

Cleo jumped as Alvey squeezed her sides, giggling nonetheless before searching for her keys. "Will do. See you tomorrow, Alvey." She replied, flashing him a grin before unlocking her door and stepping inside, feeling as f she were on cloud nine after the nights events.

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