#i'm hanging onto everything i've ever been sent and everything i've written and it gives me decision paralysis

[tvrningout-a]

hmm how would we feel if i remade

[bruh-myguy-what]

Can I request Crosshair with "sorry, that was my first kiss." "i could tell." "...." "i'm kidding!" I don't imagine any of the Batch have ever kissed someone before. 🤭

Jealous Much?

Pairing: Crosshair x Fem!Reader Warnings: Massive fluff, Crosshair being a cutie pie and not understanding his own emotions because he's silly, light cursing, nothing other than that really Word Count: 2.2K Summary: After running into a "Reg" in the halls of Kamino, Crosshair hears something he doesn't like and it bothers him. A/N: I really liked this prompt for Cross and I've actually not written anything for him yet, so this was fun! Thanks for request precious anon! I hope it was what you were looking for when you sent in the request!

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"Mesh'la~" A clone trooper called after you with a smile, "Why don't you stop hanging out with those defective boys and come hang out with real men, huh? I know you miss me~" He teased, mirthfully, as he blew you a kiss.

While you found the trooper's antics amusing, evidently none of the other Batchers had. Crosshair hissed a snide "filthy reg" under his breath as he took your arm and positioned himself between you and the other man. Hunter rolled his eyes with an exhausted sigh, Echo shrugging when Tech looked between you and the other clone. "What precisely does he mean when he says 'I know you miss me'?"

You only chuckled and shook your head in reply but flinched a little when you met Crosshair's sharp eyes. "W-What?" Your voice was hushed as it passed through your lips, almost as if you were intimidated by him.

The sniper simply lifted a brow at you, the tattoo over his eye elongating. "You didn't answer Tech." He answered with his coiled voice, toothpick moving over his thin lips. Was he serious? Why did it even bother him? You knew very well he had more contempt for the regs than even the others did, but for him to care so much about why the other trooper mentioned you neglecting him was odd- even for Crosshair.

You shrugged unhurriedly, eyes wide, as if you'd been caught in a speeder's headlights. Glancing toward the others to see if they were as confused as you were, but instead noticed they were also staring at you- waiting for a response. Tech adjusted his goggles on his face while Hunter rested his weight onto one of his hips, arms crossing over his broad chest. Echo blinked at you, and Wrecker tilted his head curiously. "What, seriously?" Was all you could summon as you looked at them all in amazement. "Is it really that big of a deal to you guys?"

"Well," Tech began simply, glancing at Hunter, "yes."

"Seriously?!" You shot back, your voice filled with offense then huffing out loudly at their insanely meddlesome behavior.

"Seriously." Crosshair's whispery tone upset you and the glare you sent him scarcely made him shift. "So, are you going to keep us waiting...or?"

"For kriff sake..." You muttered as a hand ran across your face, bitterness lacing your breath. "Fine! I made out with him once while we were at 79s on shore leave, are you happy now?" Your answer stunned them and they once again shared of look amongst themselves. "Stars. Karking fools, not everything is your business." Breathing out an annoyed sigh, you forced past them and fled into your bunk room.

"It would seem we have upset her," Tech noted after a beat of silence, to which both Hunter and Echo gave him a disapproving glance. "What? I am not incorrect. I am merely stating a factual examination as I have observed the situation."

"Stow it, Tech." Echo growled with a fatigued voice, pushing past him as they all began striding back to their own shared bunk room. Crosshair, however, lingered; eyes still eyeing where you had disappeared further down the hall. Why was it bugging him so badly to know that you had kissed that reg? It felt like gnawing in his chest like a wild nexu was bitting him.

He loathed it.

Why wouldn't it go away?

"Cross?" Hunter's deep voice broke the taller clone out of his thoughts and he looked over at his brother who was standing in the doorway. "You coming?" He questioned, a raise to his brow as he scrutinized him.

Nodding, Crosshair joined the others in the room with a faint 'yeah' and flicked his toothpick aside.

The night went on without much more discourse about your "adventure" with the reg but Crosshair couldn't get the idea out of his head and he was increasingly becoming cranky. Far more cranky than usual. The trooper was practically seething at one point while taking apart his rifle for the fourth time, griping to himself and shoving the pieces together sharply. "Any harder and I think you'll bust it, Cross." Echo comments, stepping over to his bunk to lie down.

"Shut up." The sniper hissed grouchily, driving a piece together especially hard and pinching his finger. He cursed under his breath spitting out his toothpick and placing his finger in his mouth to numb the ache.

Hunter chuckled at the exchange, "Listen, if you're so bothered by her kissing that reg, why don't you go make up for lost time and stop making the air so sticky with your angst." The man lounged in his own bunk, twirling his vibroblade around nimbly.

Crosshair prickled at the remark and turned to look at Hunter with a dangerous glare. "What do you mean by that?" His voice was low and lethal as he spoke, daring his brother to repeat himself.

"I believe you heard him well enough, did you not?" Tech piped up from his workbench, accommodating his goggles to look over at Crosshair. "However, if you were not clear on his meaning, he was proposing that you go and kiss her to make your intentions apparent."

Crosshair's nasty glower slowly landed on his intelligent brother and narrowed even further, his brow now raising in challenge. "What in the galaxy are you idiots going on about?"

"Well, you want to kiss her, don't ya?" Wrecker chimed in with a careful voice, making sure he was following the conversation correctly. Echo suppressed a laugh at Crosshair's dumbfounded expression at his larger brother.

"Of course, he does, Wrecker," Tech replied in Crosshair's stead with a matter-of-fact tone, restarting his work on whatever gadget sat in front of him.

Crosshair growled, stood up from the crate he was sulking on and lurked out of the bunk room into the hallway. Gritting the toothpick between his teeth, he groused to himself again, brown eyes traveling in the direction of your door. Hunter's comments persisted in his mind about going to you and...

But Crosshair barely considered the thought and waved his hand in the air as if he could swat away the notion. There wasn't any way in all the galaxy he was going to show up at your door like some loser with a crush.

The tall sniper rolls his eyes and then blinks in shock as he finds himself in front of a door. Your door. "What the hell?" He murmured to himself in bewilderment, eyes narrowed as if the door could give him an explanation.

He stood there for a surprisingly long time, debating with himself mentally; attempting to figure out what to do. Knocking on the door would require him to follow through with something he could easily make a fool of himself with, or...he could turn away and continue to seeth in jealousy over you being with other men.

Jealousy?

Wait...

That had just struck Crosshair.

It was the first time the idea of him being jealous truly passed his thoughts, though it made sense...the sentiment lingering in his chest corresponding to the word flawlessly.

He was jealous.

Aggravatingly so.

He hated to admit it. The thought made him feel...vulnerable; as if you have power over him in some way. But if he considered it in more depth, you did. Secretly he had been admiring you for months, amazed at how you took his brazen nature in stride and followed thoroughly alongside his banter. It startled him, pleasantly, when you first quipped back at him so effortlessly- his brothers typically being the only ones able to handle their comebacks well enough to leave him in silence. However, within weeks with the group you had smoothly grinned at him and shot back as if his offensive mood hadn't phased you in the least. He'd found himself gravitating toward you after that, interested in why you were able to tolerate him so well, wondering if he could push you further or cross a line that would make you furious; to which he uncovered nothing. The only thing he'd encountered was your gentle nature, sparked by sass and a smirk that made his heart race.

A whooshing sound startled him back to the present and he was met with your face. "What the hell are you doing out here, Crosshair?" You asked with a bothered expression.

Apparently the decision had been made for him. He was fully aware that if he turned around now he'd never live it down and would seem like a coward. He'd also have to deal with hearing about you kissing other regs which irked him even more than the idea of his brothers teasing him for being a wuss. So he rested his weight on one of his hips and smirked at you, flicking his toothpick past you. "You seemed annoyed back there, sunshine." He chose to go the route of antagonizing you, his more preferred form of communication; especially when breaching a matter he felt out of his depths to manage.

You rolled your eyes, infuriated. "That's because you and your idiot brothers were being assholes. It's none of your business what I do in my free time."

"What if I want it to be?" Crosshair heard himself speak before he could stop it but he chose to remain steadfast in the face of your changing expression.

Your raised brow and slow hand gestures implored him to continue as if what he said was unfinished. "And so what if you did want that? I'm not your-" Then it hit you and a blush rushed over your cheeks.

The clone stood there and he could feel his hands trembling, uncharacteristically. He wasn't predisposed to anxiety, none of his brothers were, but now he felt as if his heart were going to leap out his chest and through his armor directly into your hands. Silence continued to linger between the two of you with only the narrowing of Crosshair's eyes as a reaction.

"You..."

"Don't flatter yourself too much." Crosshair interrupts with a roll of his eyes, trying to fight off the embarrassment that started to creep up his own cheeks.

A smile began to form on your face, much to his dismay. "Crosshair...are you saying you're...jealous of that reg?" You were testing your luck and you knew it, he was never this clumsy in conversation with you but you couldn't help yourself when you caught the reddening of his cheeks.

"Stow it or I'll walk away right now." He hissed hatefully and crossed his arms over his chest, making no effort to move. While Crosshair despised the feeling of floundering he felt in the moment, he also found it...exciting. He was caught desperate and nervous in the sight of someone he cared for and your smile was stunning.

You chuckled at his expression, his face turning away from you to look down the hall where he'd come from. "You are jealous!" The triumph on your face was simultaneously aggravating and charming to the sniper, his trained eye taking in every detail even from his side glance. "I can't believe you're jealous because I kissed some reg, what are you a school girl? Little Crosshair feeling jealous because I kissed someone el-"

Your taunting was cut off quickly by the taller man as he covered your mouth with his; your eyes blowing wide. It was inelegant, awkward, and hurried but filled with an unexpected sweetness. You could feel his hands shaking as they held your face gently, his eyes squeezed shut. Scarcely given the chance to kiss him back before he pulled away, you grumbled in disappointment.

Crosshair stepped back out of your personal space with a dark blush across his cheeks, avoiding your eyes as he cleared his throat. He'd never felt so overwhelmed by emotion in all of his life and for him to act upon them in such a physical way left him tense.

"Crosshair..." You whispered his name with a grin, blinking a few times to make sure you were still in reality, not one of your many dreams. He peeked up at you momentarily and you could tell he would rather be shot by a blaster bolt than acknowledge that he'd just kissed you but you disregarded the look and stepped back up to him. "I'm gonna have to teach you how to kiss properly if you're going to want to keep doing that, ya know?" You teased softly.

Crosshair still denied any eye contact with you, missing the sweet expression on your face. "Th-That was my first kiss, so I don't know what you expected." His voice came out hastily by the end and had a bite to it, but you only chuckled at his shy behavior and kissed his cheek.

"I could tell." You joked lightly, a wise grin on your face.

Crosshair whipped his head to look at you, his glare fierce at your comment; which is what you had anticipated. You smiled up at him warmly and his heart leapt at the sight. Turning away from your captivating expression quickly, you hug him, resting your head against his chest plate.

"Wait! I'm sorry! I was just kidding!" You laughed at his pouting, knowing that you'd never let him live down the shade of red his face had gotten; even if just between the two of you.

[cosyvelvetorchid]

From a prompt sent by @titanlord231 ❤️

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Buck stood leaning against the kitchen door frame just watching Tommy. He did that a lot. Two years they had been together and not a day went by where Buck didn't look at him with awe; still not quite totally believing that Thomas Kinard - the hero firefighter pilot who flew in to a hurricane on a whim - was his.

"Would you like me to do a little dance for you?" Tommy asked not looking at him.

"I mean, kinda." He replied and Tommy laughed. He finished plating up their breakfast and placed rbe plates on the table.

"Happy anniversary, baby." He leaned forward pressing his lips onto Bucks.

"Happy anniversary."

"So, are you going to tell me yet where we're going tonight?" Tommy asked. Buck shook his head.

"Nope." He grinned.

"You're such a tease"

"Yep."

"So can I know anything?' Tommy asked. Tommy had been not a huge fan of surprises. Mostly because his experience of surpises growing up were never good ones. But he'd learned that Evan only ever surpised him in the loveliest ways.

Like when he sometimes brings him breakfast in bed, which nobody had done for him before. Or before he moved in and Tommy got the flu, Evan cooked a whole weeks worth of meals for him, and put them in his freezer while he was asleep (Tommy kept the note he'd written that he left next to him). Or last year for his birthday when Evan had got in contact with some of his old army buddies, who showed up at the bar they were at as a surpise.

"Just wear something nice."

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Buck lead Tommy down the street, his hand grasping Tommy's tightly.

"C'mon not even a hint if where we're going?" Tommy asked impatiently.

"No need - were here." Buck pointed across the street to the pizzeria.

"Our first date?" Tommy smiled

"I've been promising to take you back so we can redo it so I figured why not on our anniversary." Buck beamed at him and Tommys heart squeezed itself harder in his chest. He was inclined to argue and tell him there was no need to redo it, but Evan wanted to do it. Besides the look of excitement on his face was enough to shut Tommy up.

They spent the next two hours eating and talking and laughing. Unlike their first date there was no nerves, no awkwardness or humiliation. When they weren't needing their hands to eat they were attached across the table.

"Thank you, baby." Tommy pulled Evan to him for a kiss as they left the restaurant. He pushed further into Evans lips eliciting a quiet moan from both of them. He pulled away and rested his forhead on Evans.

"How about we finish this date off at home?" His voice was low and breathy. Buck knew what that meant. But there was one more thing he wanted to do first.

"Actually there's somewhere else we have to go first." He excitedly told him.

"Evan, you didn't have to do all this for me." Tommy said softly.

"I know. I wanted to. Its not far, don't worry. Then you can take me home for dessert." Tommy felt his pulse in his groin at Evans words.

"I'm going to hold you to that." He said as Evan took his hand and walked them back to the car.

Ten minutes driving and they pulled up. Buck got out and walked toward the building.

"Do you remember this place?" He asked.

"Yeah. We had coffee here. You asked me to your sisters wedding."

"Well, on the theme of recreating our first date I thought why not recreate this one too." Buck explaind. Tommy was confused.

"Evan, its 10:30pm at night - they're closed."

"Are they?" He asked, hand reaching out to knock on the glass door with his knuckle. A man in his 50s walked towards the door to unlock it.

"Hey Buck."

"Hey Tony. This is my boyfriend Tommy. Tommy this is Tony - he owns the place. He's agreed to open up just for the evening for us. Come on." He lead Tommy through the café and outside to the table that they had sat on. There were twinkling lights hanging all around giving everything a soft warm glow.

A minute after they sat down Tony came out and took their coffee order.

"Hopefully this time you'll like the coffee I bought you." Buck smiled

"I can't even remember what it was you got me, I just remember it was bad." He said and they both laughed.

"So tell the truth - how did you really feel when I invited you to my sisters wedding? Buck asked.

"Surpised honestly. Being a date to someone for a wedding is a big deal anyway but the fact it was going to be your family was even bigger a deal."

"Were you tempted to say no?"

"No. " He stated clearly. "I wanted to go with you but I needed to know that you knew how big a deal it was. I've since come to realise you like to jump I'm with both feet first regardless." He smiled. He loved that about Evan; his determination and passion to go for what he wants.

"I'm happy you did." He placed his hand on to Tommys mimicking their date 2 years ago. Tommy reciprocated.

"Me too." Tommy replied, with that famous crinkly-eyed smile that Buck couldn't get enough of.

"Speaking of weddings there's another one I wanted to invite you too." Buck admitted.

"Yeah? Who's getting married?"

Buck took a second to breath before standing up, reaching for the little box in his back pocket then taking a knee.

"Us."

"Evan.." Tommy's mouth was open as he looked down at Evan holding a little black Black velvet box with a black tungsten band inside.

"Tommy, my whole life I felt like there was something missing. No matter how hard i searched for it, I never found it; convinced I wouldn't. And then you flew us into a hurricane and.. and though my body came home I feel like my soul is still in there in the middle of it with you." His emotions rose up and tears began to fall slowly down his cheeks. "You have made my life infinitely better than I ever thought was possible. I love you so much and want to spend the rest of my life making you happy. Will you marry me? "

Tommy could hardly believe what was happening. His sweet, kind, gorgeous boyfriend wants to marry him. He never thought in a million years he would ever be in this place where the love of his life would be down on knee proposing. There was just one small issue though..

Tommy stood from his seat and a giant tsunami rushed over Bucks bones . For a moment he thought he was leaving. Instead, Tommy gave Evan the biggest surpise of his life by kneeling in front of him, reaching for something in his inside jacket pocket. He pulled out a black leather box and opened it revealing a tarnished silver band.

"Evan, I spent my entire life in fear. Fear of who I am, of who I wanted to be. Fear of being accepted. Always holding myself back because I was so scared of getting hurt again. And then you got into my chopper and suddenly everything changed." Tommy was now the one getting emotional, with his chin wobbling, tears rolling down his cheeks. "You taught me what love is. What kindness and support is. You made me feel like I didn't have to be scared anymore. And that even if I ever am, that ill have you to hold my hand through it. I love you more than I ever thought it possible to love another person. Evan, will you marry me?

Buck sniffed and wiped tears from his cheeks.

"I asked you first." He laughed.

"Of course I will marry you." Tommy answered with a smile so big Buck thought he'd never seen it before.

"Yes I'll marry you." He finally answered.

Tommy reached a hand forward grabbing Evans neck and pulling him into a deep kiss. A kiss that tasted of a wonderful future with the man he loved.

[mypimpademia]

Worth It.

Shinso x reader

TW: Swearing, reader steals a man, pure bad bitchery

Note: this concept has been in my head for literal MONTHS and now I'm finally writing it bc i had no idea how to before (i still dont know how to write it as I'm writing this, I'm bouta wing it like a mf)

I made Intelli the mean girl for this fic bc she a bitch fr

A college AU but its hardly relevant + a lil smau

Towards the end of writing this, I started hating it. I'm so sorry😭

I recommend this song too bc this is where the idea for this fic came from:

This was getting annoying to watch.

How long was Hitoshi planning to stay miserable with that girl?

Intelli and Hitoshi have been dating for awhile now. You had honestly never liked her, but you just barely tolerated her for Hitoshi. But only a few weeks into their relationship, things went to shit.

Intelli became overly controlling over him, and even tried to force him to stop being friends with you, and some other people. You, being his best friend, told him to break up with her.

Of course, Hitoshi agreed that it'd be best to do that. But not even a few hours after talking to him about it, he came back to say it didn't go as planned.

Intelli was holding blackmail over Hitoshi's head, and posed a huge threat to his dreams of becoming a hero. Most of what she said she'd expose was no where near true, but with her intellect she could easily make people believe it.

But frankly, as their relationship went on, the sight of even a strand of her hair made you want to either puke or fight her.

"Toshi~" Intelli cooed, coming up behind Hitoshi and wrapping her arms around his neck.

Hitoshi visibly cringed, but tried to hide it as best as he could.

"Hey, babe." He boredly muttered, doing a terrible job at faking any enthusiasm.

Unlike your best friend, you made no effort to hide the disgust you held for her sheer presence.

"Y/n..." Intelli muttered, her tone dripping with distaste for you, making you scoff. "Mind if I steal Toshi for a bit? No? Thanks-" She attempted to drag Hitoshi away by the arm, but you placed a firm hand on her shoulder to stop her.

"I do mind actually, we were in the middle of a conversation before you interrupted." You told her. She chuckled, before tugging on Hitoshi's arm more.

"Yes, but he's my boyfriend-" She attempted to give reason for her to take him away, before even Hitoshi stopped her.

"I've got a project I need Y/n to help me on, I can stop by your dorm later though?" Hitoshi suggested, lying through his teeth.

Intelli's eyebrow twitched, but she gave in, letting go of his arm. "Bye, Toshi." She said, kissing Hitoshi's cheek and looking you up and down, before walking off.

"Sometimes, I can't tell if she's just plain a bitch or if she's secretly a dumbass." You sighed. "Maybe she's a little bit of both..." Hitoshi chuckled, making you laugh with him.

"You really need to find someone new." You told him, shaking your head. "I know, but I'd rather not chance losing my dream career." He groaned.

"True... Whats your type anyways? I know its not Intell anymore, she's probably traumatized you." You giggled.

"She did, but I think my type is someone who can really understands me, and someone I can have fun with." Hitoshi said.

"Like a best friend?" You questioned him. "Yeah, exactly like a best friend. That'd be my perfect version of a s/o." He replied, expression growing soft.

Since Intelli and Hitoshi's relationship had gone down hill, you've been there for him more than ever. It eventually lead to this unspoken romance that constantly roamed between the two of you.

But because of Intelli, neither of you pursued it, for the wellbeing of Hitoshi.

"Well, if I were you, I'd find someone and just make sure the bitch doesn't find out." You told him. But if you were being honest, it was more like a suggestion, because he really did need, and deserve someone other than Intelli.

"Like cheating?" He gawked. You were both thinking the same thing— Intelli would likely find out. But it was better than simply being stuck with her, so you nodded.

"Well, I'd at least make sure the other person knows. But it'd be worth it."

'I'm worth it.' You thought.

You sighed, looking down at your phone, the time on your phone displayed.

"Shit, I've gotta get to class, we've got a guest lecturing us and my professor will tear me a new one if I miss it." You told him, stuffing your phone into your pocket.

"See you later?" Hitoshi asked you.

You were about to say something about how he told Intelli they'd hang out later, but decided against it.

"Yeah."

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You sighed, feeling your tired feet throb as you walked down the hall to Hitoshi's dorm. Taking one of your backpack straps off your shoulder, you began rummaging around the pocket where you usually kept the spare key to Hitoshi's dorm.

You blinked, as you weren't able to find the key in the small pocket. You began searching your entire bag in the middle of the hallway, taking nearly everything out.

"Shit." You mumbled, thinking you had lost it.

Then you remembered, 'Thats right, I was in a rush this morning. Its on my desk.' You thought to yourself.

Like hell you were going all the way back there though.

You placed your items back into their bags, then pulled out your phone to text Hitoshi.

You hummed, rocking back and forth on your heels as you waited for the door to be opened.

A moment later, you heard the lock click, and the door swung open.

Hitoshi looked you up and down before smiling. Then looked both ways of the hall, before tugging you into the room and shutting the door.

"Why are you treating me like a side piece or something?" You questioned him.

He hummed in confusion as he locked the door.

"Does it feel like that? Sorry." He apologized. "What did she do this time?" You asked, referring to Intelli, as she wash the only person the put Hitoshi this on edge.

"She said if we were doing anything other than a project we'd break up, and you know what that means." He told you, shaking his head.

You hummed, and pulled out your phone.

"What are you doing?" He asked, peering over your shoulder.

"You'll see." You blunty told him.

You sent your message, and tossed your phone onto his bed.

You grabbed onto Hitoshi's collar, tugging him towards you so he was looking you in the eyes, making his breath hitch as his face tinted red.

"You're crazy if you think I'd get you snitched on." You playfully consoled.

"What did you do?" He questioned again, watching you flop down on his bed as you kicked off your shoes.

"I texted Monoma and Momo to post about a project on private snap that only has Intelli on it so that it'll be more believable." You told him.

Hitoshis eyes went wide, as he mentally questioned how you came up with that so fast.

You patted the space next to you, beckoning him to sit with you.

He sat down, shaking his head and laughing.

You and Hitoshi talked for hours and hours, but it each flew by. When you finally checked the time, you barely had enough time left before dorm visiting hours were over.

"What? Already?" Hitoshi gaped, as he watched you sling your backpack over your shoulder.

"Mhm." You hummed.

He groaned, clearly not wanting you to leave, but sat up anyways so he could come see you out.

Hitoshi unlocked the door for you, but upon opening the door, you were both met with an unwanted sight.

"Hey Toshi!" Intelli greeted, completely passing over you even though she saw you.

"H-hey, Intelli." Hitoshi spurred, trying to keep composure.

"I came to help on the project. Even Momo was complaining, so I thought you could use some help." She offered, clearly not convinced that there was actually a project.

But like you said, you weren't going to let him get caught.

"No, we finished it." You told her bluntly, folding your arms across your chest.

But clearly, Intelli didn't plan on letting up either.

"Well then, I could proof read the written portion." She insisted, taking a step towards you.

"We already did that already."

"Well I'm sure there are some mistakes."

"We triple checked."

Hitoshi looked back and forth between the two of you, silently preparing himself to break up a fight.

"You must not get what I mean—" Intelli straightened her posture more than it already was, and leaned towards you. "There's probably mistakes because it was you helping him." She mocked.

Hitoshi already had a hand reaching for your waist, ready to pull you back in a situation where you lunge at Intelli.

"You wanna talk about mistakes? How about we start with you, bit-" Before you could take a single step towards her, you were being pulled back by your waist.

"Watch your dog, Hitoshi." Intelli retorted.

Damn, was she lucky Hitoshi could hold you back.

"At least I bite, unlike some people." You shot back. She narrowed her eyes, leaning towards you again.

"Y'know Y/n, you're not as good as everyone thinks you are. Everyone thinks you're so great, and nice, but I know how you really are." She said.

"You only think that because everyone's not you. Its no goddamn wonder your blackmail folder is thicker than you." You hissed.

Intelli, clearly flustered that you even knew about her blackmail folder, stood straight again. She crossed her arms and cleared her throat slightly.

"You think youre so much better than me. A better person, a better best friend, you probably think you'd make a better girlfriend too, right?" She asked you.

"Of course I do, who the hell wouldn't?" You chuckled.

You felt Hitoshi's grip on your waist loosen. Either he was getting just as angry and was going to let you fight her, or he thought it the tension was thawing.

"Alright, since you're so much better than me, show me." Intelli insisted.

You smirked. "Alright, you asked for it."

Slipping out of Hitoshi's grip, you turned to face him.

His brows raised in surprise and confusion. And next thing he knew, you had him by the collar for the second time today.

But this time, your lips were pressed against his.

It took him a moment to process, but soon, he melted into it. Moving in sync with you, he placed his hands back on your waist.

As much as you wanted to continue, you still had to tell that bitch off.

Pulling away from Hitoshi, wiping away the string of saliva that connected your mouths, you turned back to Intelli.

You walked straight up to her, and placed a hand on your shoulder.

"Toshi doesn't react like that when you kiss him, does he?" You hummed, hearing Intelli audibly gulp.

"Like you said, I'm a better person, a better best friend, and a better girlfriend." You repeated her words from earlier.

"I wouldn't lie to him, expose him, whether what he did was true or false, and i wouldn't hold him back from doing what he wants." You taunted.

"And the thing is—" You leaned in, next to her ear.

"I dont think it, I know it."

"I'm perfect for him." You whispered to her.

Intelli nearly toppled over in defeat, leaning against the nearest wall to support her body.

"Anyways, see you tomorrow, Toshi." You mused, before walking away.

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The next day, you met up with Hitoshi in your free time like usual.

You were aimlessly walking around campus, talking about random topics, laughing as you watched random people do stupid things, and just having fun.

Except now, you were hand in hand, and the air around the two of you seemed lighter. And the look of adoration you and Hitoshi shared was more evident.

But in the middle of it, of course, something had to happen.

Intelli had stopped you both in your tracks, her brainless groupies behind her.

"Did you know everyone is talking about you, Hitoshi? And with all the things they're saying... you might not be able to recover from it." She said snarkily.

"Not too worried about it actually." Hitoshi admitted, a slightly bored tone to his voice.

"Tch, well you should be. So tell me, was she worth it, Hitoshi?" She inclined.

Hitoshi looked over at you, a grin spreading across his face.

"Hell yeah."

[yehet-me-up]

*busts through the door like I'm the Kool-Aid man* BONJOUR FUCKERS I'M BACK!!! It is I, the Theatrical Gay Anon™! I hope you're ready to endure my endless babbling for a bit cuz I've got lots to say holy shit. Consider this part 1 of like, 1000 cuz I think Tumblr got rid of the submissions feature. I apologize in advance for the spam hehe.

Okay, with that out of the way. Ms. Yehet-Me-Up, may I call you Sarah? Sarah, what the fuck!? I can't even rn. I I give you a simple suggestion, no expectations behind it. I say "Hey, don't you think it'd be cool if Zitao was in the Exodus Mall universe?" to which you said "Yeah, that'd be neat, I might do that. Perhaps make him work at an Irish pub or something" and then I flip out with gratitude and excitement thinking you're gonna do like, a DRABBLE. 500 words at MOST -Theatrical Gay Anon

Imagine my SHOCK, my STUPEFACTION, upon realizing that you wrote OVER TEN THOUSAND WORDS about Huang Zitao aka the wind beneath my wings, the rain to my drought, the corny joke to my Junmyeon. And not only that! But you did this A MONTH AGO. I could've been reading this for so long and I had no idea! How foolish am I? I can't believe you wrote all of this based off of a silly little suggestion I made. I feel like bowing over how not worthy I am Wayne's World style -Theatrical Gay Anon

NOW IN REGARDS TO THE CONTENT OF THIS MASTERPIECE OH MY GOD WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN!? I am floored by your preeminence. First things first, the title? Perfect. Full disclosure, I suck at titles. I've been writing for over a decade now and I'm still shit with titles. It's so hard to come up with just a few words to encapsulate everything you wrote but you do it SO WELL. The moodboard? Amazing. I've always loved that picture of Zitao and it fits so well with the pub setting -Theatrical Gay Anon

I'm afraid you've written "Fractions of Tomorrow" so well that I don't see there being a need for anyone to write anything else...ever. Stories? CANCELED. Poetry? CANCELED. Biographies? CANCELED. It's all over folks. Sarah has written The Best Thing Ever. We've peaked as a society. After I finish writing these asks I'm gonna become a hermit in the woods and make friends with all of the woodland creatures that inhabit it. -Theatrical Gay Anon

But seriously though, I love absolutely everything about this story. As a Zitao fan, I'm used to getting breadcrumbs. Not a lot of ppl write fics about him. I can count on one hand how many long fics of his you can find on Tumblr. But THIS?? This was no breadcrumb, this was a whole fucking bakery. And it all appeals to me so much oh my god? The sappiness of it all, the flowery prose, the rebellious rejection of cynicism, it's all so beautiful I want to marry it. -Theatrical Gay Anon

If I discussed all of the sentences in this fic that made me giggle with joy and kick my feet around I'd be here all day so keep in mind this is just a FRACTION of the ones I loved but I couldn't go without mentioning at least some of them so here we go. "It’s not his first time here, but it’s his first time paying attention" SHUT UP this line is go good it's so simple yet so nuanced I adore it. Seriously, why hasn't anyone hired you to write a screenplay? -Theatrical Gay Anon

"He wonders if you ironed the collar of your shirt to be that precise or if you simply move through the world without acquiring any wrinkles" God, this line is so CUTE it's DISGUSTING he's fond of the reader's un-wrinkled clothes that's such a specific thing to like and is totally the type of thing I've done with the ppl I've crushed on throughout my life. -Theatrical Gay Anon

"‘Zitao,’ he says finally. ‘Cute.’ You say" this is such a little thing but I love that you included his full name in this. I love his full name so much it sounds really pretty. Whenever I hear him refer to himself as "Huang Zitao" in interviews my heart soars. Hearing him speak Mandarin in general is a delight as well. It's an audibly gorgeous language and any racist who says otherwise can EAT MY ENTIRE ASS -Theatrical Gay Anon

"For someone who’s been in love for as long as you can remember she fights awfully hard against Baekhyun’s romantic nature" DEAR GOD I LOVE THESE TWO! I love these movie loving lovesick fools. I love that everyone in the world knows they love each other except them. I love seeing bits and pieces of their story throughout this written universe. I can't wait to see it all come together in Baekhyun's Exodus Mall fic. It's gonna be GLORIOUS -Theatrical Gay Anon

Also! I know you enjoyed my song recs that I thought fit perfectly with All Our Broken Places so here are some for when the Baek x Hitchcock fic drops. I know it's not done yet but I just *know* what it's gonna be like I can feel it in my bones. "Sidekick" by Walk the Moon and "Tongue Tied" by Grouplove. As for Fractions of Tomorrow I knew right away what songs I'd pick. "Dreams" by The Cranberries, "Jumpstarted" by Jukebox the Ghost and "Don't Stop Believing" by Journey -Theatrical Gay Anon

Gosh, this fic filled me with so much energy and joy I feel like a toddler on caffeine. But I really should sleep now though. It's gotten so late that I can see the sunrise peaking up sdksdksl. I'll see ya soon! I will be spamming you with more compliments about this fic once I wake up though! - Theatrical Gay Anon

Hi! I'm back. Okay, now where was I? Oh yeah, I was talking about some of my favorite lines from the story. "‘Hey man, how’s it going?’ Baekhyun reaches out and does a complex handshake with the man before you. ‘Oh, you know. Just working at the salt mines,’ Tao says with a laugh." I LOVE that you made Baek the one Zitao was close with. I miss the beef brothers so much. I'll never forgive SM for what they did to OT12. They were all such good friends 😔 -Theatrical Gay Anon

"‘I’m not sure.’ For a flash Tao’s eyes linger on you once more. ‘I think it would depend on the person.’ And then the bastard goes and winks at you." GOD, HE WOULD DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS! HE'S SUCH A SHAMELESS FLIRT I HATE HIM *narrator voice* This was of course a huge a lie, he in fact loved Zitao immensely -Theatrical Gay Anon

"‘Sweetheart, I’m everyone’s type.’" You've captured Zitao's unlimited confidence so well and that makes me really happy. It's one of my favorite things about him. The man truly loves himself and I think that's awesome -Theatrical Gay Anon

"Tao looks at you through his lashes, bending close enough that you can feel his breath on your lips when he speaks. ‘Words are just the appetizer, darling. I prefer to have an entire feast.’ 'Any other questions or can I grab your orders?’" ASDKDSDSL SO YOU'RE JUST GONNA SAY THAT PANTY DROPPER LINE AND GO BACK TO BUSINESS AS USUAL ZITAO???? HUH??? IS THAT WHAT WE'RE GONNA DO??? -Theatrical Gay Anon

"‘Oh, nothing.’ He looks like the cat that caught the canary. ‘I just love being right.’" Something I love about EXO fic writers (myself included lol) is that despite all of the different ways they'll write the other members, there is one member who is always written the same and that's Baekhyun. He will always be written as a cheeky little shit cuz he *is* a cheeky little shit. That's just who he is. Messing with ppl is a favorite past time of his. -Theatrical Gay Anon

"'So, love, huh? There’s not some girlfriend or boyfriend of yours waiting for you at home?’" Thank you for not being heteronormative with the "are you dating someone?" convo. I know it might not seem like much but I really appreciate it. -Theatrical Gay Anon

"The beginning of love is always a lightning bolt. If that’s all it ever is you never have to deal with being knocked on your ass by the resulting thunderstorm" OOF, this one got me. So very true. The beginning of love is so scary! -Theatrical Gay Anon

"I could argue that anarchy still is love. Love of your beliefs and love of a person or a place or a thing so much that you’re willing to fight for it" OKAY BUT PASSIONATE LEATHER JACKET WEARING ANARCHIST ZITAO IN A ROCK BAND IS SUCH AN ATTRACTIVE CONCEPT!!! There's nothing sexier than a bad boi that will hate capitalism with you! He'd probably be the one to give ppl rides to protests and stuff I LOVE IT -Theatrical Gay Anon

"If we say love is a feeling, who’s to say that we aren’t in love? If we decide it’s an action then which one is it? A kiss or a commitment or - maybe it’s nothing more complicated than putting words to the way I feel when you look at me?" Listen I don't mean to be dramatic or anything (wait, who am I kidding? I'm literally the Theatrical Gay Anon being dramatic is like my Thing) but if a guy ever said that to me my trans boi pussy would be open for business IMMEDIATELY

Alright, so, uh Final Thoughts. This may be my new favorite work of yours, and no it's not just cuz it's got my ultimate bias in it lmao. This year has been so shitty and it's made my depression + anxiety reach the highest possible levels but reading this, this love story filled with hope and certainty despite not knowing what the future will hold for them, made this year seem easier to cope with. Thank you so much for making this, it means the world to me. -Theatrical Gay Anon

ALRIGHT, LAST ASK AND THEN I'LL SHUT UP I PROMISE but I personally headcanon that Double Shot + Zitao stayed together till the very end. They didn't get married cuz they hate formalities but they got matching tattoos and even when they're old and grey you can still them clear as day on their wrists. When they're asked how they met no one believes their answer lol. And when Double Shot died of old age before Zitao he would sing her favorite song by her grave every Saturday -Theatrical Gay Anon

OKAY SO I know I said I was done and I know I've already sent in like, 30 bajillion asks but I'm curious does Yifan or Luhan also work at the Irish pub?? Or do they work somewhere else in the mall? Inquiring minds want to know -Theatrical Gay Anon

When I tell you this made my entire month (when you sent it weeks ago, I’ve been hanging onto these because they seriously bring me SO much joy holy crap) I am not remotely kidding j;oaisjdflkasdjfa

I am absolutely going to put on these song recs while I work on the next chapter! 

a;osdfjlaksdfjasl the fact that you stayed up late to read this warms my heart so much. It reminds me of all the times I stayed up til the ass crack of dawn reading fanfics because I simply could NOT stop reading, so the fact that you enjoyed this like that makes me helllllaaaa emo 🥰

I just??? 2020 was indeed such a long year and affected my energy and creativity and honestly don’t really remember writing this hahaha. I kind of go into a fugue state with these longer fics and they just EMERGE. So to see you reflecting back some of what I wrote allows me to enjoy the process so much more. Makes writing and tumblr fun and I seriously wish everyone writing and creating could have someone as passionate and thoughtful and hilarious as you hyping them up 🌟 it honestly feels like a GIFT and I will absolutely keep writing this series and hoping to be worthy of it 😘

We will definitely get to see more of these two in the finale fic! I got into EXO after Tao, Yifan, and Luhan left so I’m not quite as familar with their personalities, but I could definitely see Yifan working at the US Bank haha. Business suit by day and partying/flirting by night. As for Luhan I feel like he’d work somewhere like the bookstore or the music store?? somewhere quieter and more contemplative. 

Thank you again for sending this and for being you <3 I hope 2021 is a wonderful year for you and that you know how AMAZING you are 💖💖💖💖💖

[getitinbusan]

Jungkook friends to lovers, angst and smut. Inspired by Lana Del Rey's California. Please leave feedback if you'd like more.

It was a rare rainy August day in California, the heavy drops creating a melody on the window as you put the dishes away. You were tired, lonely and the feeling you had in your gut kept nagging at you, maybe it was time to give up. Well into the second month of not making rent, it was only a matter of time before your roommates would stop exchanging house cleaning duties for money. Standing in the kitchen feeling stupid, It had taken way longer than it should have to come to the realization that in LA you were nothing, not pretty enough, rich enough, skinny enough or talented enough. 

Gathering up the mail that was strewn across the countertop, you shuffled through to sort priority. Junk mail, bills, personal… one standing out in particular. The penmanship was nice, black ink, unassuming envelope, but it was the stamp that caught your attention, it was sent from Korea. The top had already been torn, the letter having been read, was cradled back safely inside. Addressed to your roommate a frown crept onto your face, why wouldn't he write you? It was a ridiculously  hopeful notion but you widened the envelope and inhaled trying to find his fragrance, something to trigger a happy memory. How many times had you borrowed his sweater just to have his smell on your skin? Cool California nights were the best excuse to wrap yourself in his scent. You missed him, it had been a year and a half since he'd last come around.

It was too tempting to resist, your fingers pinched the paper inside of the envelope and pulled it free. 

"I'm feeling low, I don't know who I am, only who I'm supposed to be. What would life be like if I had stayed in California? We could all be roomates, hanging out and having fun, going to the beach on weekends. Does she even think about me? It sounds greedy that with how much I have right now, it's not enough, I would give anything to wake up everyday in bed beside her. I want more than anything to be able to talk to her about these things but I can't, I made the mistake of trading her for fame and now I'm destined to keep her at an arm's length so she'll never know the price I paid. How does she even see me now?  Just an Idol? Has she forgotten the days we spent together? I've been wrestling with myself, whoever that is. I wish I could be the teenage boy from that long ago summer again. I wrote this song thinking about it…"

~When I see you smile in the screen

You're good at everything

You're just perfect

Feels like I've never been you

Do you even see me?

Do you know who I am?

Or how do I look now?

You don't like me like that

I want to be your decalcomania~

"I'm afraid I may not get back for a while,  please write. Your friendship and thoughts of Y/N are the only things that are keeping me tethered to some semblance of reality."

JK

Clutching the letter to your chest your mind took you back to that day. "Decalcomania, the art or process of transferring pictures and designs. Making a copy of the original on a different medium"  You'd both laughed at the strange name, reading the description of the art on the museum wall during your visit so long ago.  

California had lured you into its promise when you'd just turned 14. Having been accepted to The Movement Lifestyle Studios intensive dance program in LA you left all your friends for the summer. You were going to be discovered! It was July and it was hot, the dancers stepping off the bus one at a time to take their places in the studio. Looking around there were so many older kids, you were probably one of the youngest. They called out names and put you into groups, it appeared to be by age and you made your way to the tiny gathering of four. Shy introductions were made as one more member was ushered over to where you had congregated, "This is Jungkook." He had the cutest smile and barely spoke english but his eyes twinkled like the constellations.

Immediately drawn to each other you became fast friends. Absolutely exhausted at the end of the first few days he'd knocked at your door. He was homesick and lonely, used to being surrounded by his six members and he couldn't sleep well without someone beside him. You let him crawl into bed with you, you were 14 and it was innocent.  Inseparable, days were spent side by side and the others referred to you as the twins. It was the best summer of your life. Promising through tears to keep in touch and stay friends you went your separate ways. 

Jungkook would send silly videos of his practice sessions, goofing around with the other members.  He'd facetime and text but he always loved to send handwritten letters. They lived in a box under your bed and contained stories of how hard he was working to become an idol. He always signed off with an I miss you and a few lines of lyrics he'd written. You didn't know then how important they would become, the only tangible piece of him you could still hold on to.  

Whenever he came back to America you did everything you could to see him. You went to the small tour stops when they came through in 2015, KCon in 2016, but 2017 was different. Facetiming you with the news that they were bringing the Wings tour to NY, Chicago and Anaheim, he asked if you'd be part of the dance crew. How could you turn down two weeks with Jungkook? They were getting bigger, more popular and their lives were changing. 

Jungkook would sneak you into his hotel room so you could spend the nights catching up. He had rules, the fans came first and girls were 

not allowed. Even though it was just friendship it could be easily misconstrued, everything had to be done in secret. The boys would bring in food and cover for him while you both stayed locked away out of sight. While you were happy to be with him, you could tell there was an underlying sadness he was holding on to. "I wish I could go and explore the city with you, like we used to," his voice trailed off. You were laying in each other's arms cuddling on his bed.  Leaning over he kissed the top of your head, "All I wanted was to take you on a proper date. I've been waiting so long to become someone, to become a man worthy of your affection. Now I'm stuck, I have everything and I'm not allowed to share it with you." His arms gripped you tighter, "I'm sorry, this is a terrible confession. I don't expect you to love me back, not under these circumstances, I just need you to know, you're the only girl I've ever loved and there won't be anybody else, ever." 

You remembered every word of his confession,  every moment of that last night in the hotel room. The words of a 19 year old boy whose life had become bigger than the feelings of two people. He left in the morning without knowing, too afraid to tell him, you loved him too.  

LA became home right after the tour left Anaheim. Focused on dancing, if you became good enough maybe you could tour with him. A letter with a big bouquet of flowers arrived a few weeks later.  

"Congratulations on your new house in LA! I hope that all of you are getting along as roommates, it's hard living with others sometimes. Last night I dreamt that I was there with you and all our friends, we were having a party on the beach and we sat together and watched the sunset. Remember after practice we would skateboard as fast as we could to the ocean so we wouldn't miss the colors? Maybe one day my toes can feel the sand there again. I miss you, I miss me… the me I am when I get to be with you. We are coming back in November for a few days and I'm hoping I can see you, I'm lonely already.   

Jungkookie

~Won't you please stay in dreams

I can hear the sea from far away

Across the dream, over the bush

Go there where it becomes clear

Take my hands now

You are the cause of my euphoria

When I'm with you, I'm in utopia~

When The AMAs came, all of your friends in LA were involved with the awards production. Your roommates helped organize the coup to steal Jungkook away so you could take him on a real date. Having enlisted Namjoon to help, the boys would cover for his whereabouts. The day before the awards they were only scheduled for styling, as long as he wasn't late for the press rounds the next afternoon your plan could work. It was Namjoon's job to get Jungkook out of the building. Telling him to follow his lead, Joon convinced the managers that Kook must have eaten something bad for lunch and wasn't feeling well, he was whisked away to meet you at the hotels back receiving door. Sitting in the shiny red rented convertible you tossed him a pair of sunglasses, what you wouldn't give now to see that smile again. Barely giving him time to get in you'd sped away heading straight for In And Out Burger. "Jungkookie, I hope your ready for the best day of your life! We're going to eat until we explode, drink and party at the beach and then instead of returning you to your 5 star fancy hotel you're staying the night in my crappy little house with a tiny uncomfortable bed!!" He laughed, so pure and happy, thinking about it now made you sad. Was that the last time he got to be his true self, Jeong-guk the man not Jungkook the personna? 

Knowing you only had one day to give him everything, one day to show him you loved him, you tried to make the best of it. Picking up the food Jungkook held onto the red and white bags in the passenger seat, sneaking his hand in to steal fries when he thought you weren't looking. If you weren't sure you were in love with him before you you certainly were now.

Pulling up beside the tree on the beach he was stunned, "Ahhh Jagi, I can't believe you brought me here." Happy that it meant as much to him as it did to you, you both sat on the branch and ate. Two blocks from the old studio it used to be your escape, every break you'd make your way to the tree for a time alone, together. 

With the burgers done he turned to you and smiled,  it felt like he wanted to say something, cutting him short you pulled him up and back towards the car. Making your way to the Movement studio the students were starstruck when he walked in. After insisting that he teach some choreography, he reluctantly led the class. Your eyes were glued to him as he moved in front of the mirrors, no longer that awkward teenager but a full grown man mesmerizing you with every move. You were careless, It didn't take long for the photos to hit social media. Getting back to the car he stopped you before you reached for the handle. Putting his arms around you he pulled you in close, "You stink Jungkook, I think our next stop is the ocean" You remember pulling away, how stupid you were, you should have held on to him longer. Reaching into the back seat you revealed a pair of swim shorts and a towel. He looked disappointed that you kept interrupting his attempts at intimacy, but you had a plan and limited time to execute it. 

The Ocean was perfect, and the wind was warm, he came out of the change room with the shorts on but was still wearing his shirt. "Kookie, this isn't Korea, you don't have to be so modest here AND you may not believe it but when your skin is sunkissed… you look like a god." He raised his eyebrows and quickly removed the shirt at your request. Running into the water you splashed and played and he took great pleasure in picking you up and throwing you as far as he could. The sun was getting ready to set and you wanted to dry off before the cooler air set in. Leading him out of the water you both laid down on the towel. He put his arm around you under your neck and you cuddled into his side. "My god Jungkookie,  look at your abs!" He blushed like crazy as you traced the muscles on his stomach. "Stop, it tickles." he giggled. But you didn't, you kept tickling him until he held you so tight you couldn't move. He had you pinned and flipping you on your back he shook his wet hair flinging water droplets all over you. Pleased with himself he leaned in closer to you, his eyes asking for permission to kiss you. As the gap between you got narrower you could hear his name being shouted and footsteps running closer. He flopped onto his back and sighed as your roommates and friends piled on top of him. Eating, drinking and catching up with everyone you watched each other from across the bonfire. Moving from person to person he slowly made his way back to your side. "Welcome back, Kookie," running your hand through the back of his hair it was now or never.  Pulling him closer your lips finally met in the way they were destined, soft, slow and full of love. His hands instinctively moved to cup your face as the world stopped around you. "I love you," you whispered, nose to nose he smiled and it was the most beautiful thing you'd ever seen. It didn't last long, his phone started going off incessantly. The managers knew, the photos and videos from the studio had been discovered online. "I'm so sorry Kook, I didn't mean for you to get in trouble." His eyes turned hungry as he grabbed your hand. "Let's get out of here, you promised I wouldn't be going back to my hotel tonight." If he was going to get in trouble anyway, why stop now?  

The drive back to your place was quiet,  adrenaline and hormones flowing like electricity through you both. The time for smiling was over as the seriousness of the situation hung in the air. It wasn't just being in trouble or being caught, but the fact that you both knew what was going to happen when you stepped into your bedroom. One act that would change everything between you, holding the power to change the dynamic of your relationship forever. Leading him to your room you closed the door and stood staring at him as he sat on your bed. He raked his fingers through his hair before he spoke, "I've never wanted anything more in my life than to be able to make love to you. BUT I also know that when I leave I'm not going to get to see you again for a very long time. Management is going to do everything to keep us apart and that won't be fair to you. I think that maybe we should just let our happy memories of today be enough, I don't want you to get hurt." 

Walking closer you stood between his legs and he wrapped his arms around your waist. "The only way I can be hurt is if I never get to experience all of you. I can't live not knowing how it feels to be totally yours if only for the night." He rested his head against your chest, "You'll always be mine," his hands traveled to the hem of you shirt and his fingers ran over the soft skin of your stomach. Undoing the button of your jeans he slowly slid them down your legs and you stepped out of them.  Standing up he lifted the thin fabric of your shirt over your head and you stood before him waiting as he took his off too. Unclasping your bra he sighed as he looked at you taking in your shape, his fingertips hovering over your hard nipples. "I've never done this before," he confessed. "Me either," you whispered, "So, I guess the bars pretty low." His giggles cut the tension before he pulled you on top of him onto the bed. More relaxed he let his mouth start exploring your body. You were goosebumps and shivers beneath him as his tongue found it's home between your legs. He was soft and careful placing his lips over over your clit,  sucking it in delicately until your moans couldn't be contained any longer. You could feel his eyes burning into you as he watched in awe as his finger slide inside you. "It's good Kookie, please…i can take more." He sighed as his mouth picked up speed and another finger slid in slowly. Moving your hips to meet his mouth you were unravelling quickly, "The way you taste is better than anything I had imagined." Circling your clit between his words you came hard on his tongue. "I made you so wet," he said, impressed with himself. "I need to feel myself inside you." Moving up to where your head lay on the pillow he pushed your damp hair off you face, "are you ok? do you need anything?" he placed his forehead against yours. "Just you Kookie, I love you so much, please… I want you so badly." Moving slowly he lined himself up with your wet entrance. "Tell me if you need me to stop okay?" He pushed slowly and you could feel yourself stretching around him. He watched your face and froze when he saw the tear roll out of the corner of your eye. "I'm so sorry, let's stop, I didn't mean to hurt you." He thumbed away the tear, "No, baby… I'm okay… I'm just so happy, so overwhelmed with how much I'm feeling right now" he smiled down at you, pressing his body closer as he gave another push until he was fully inside you. Your bodies fell into a beautifully choreographed rhythm until Jungkook was so lost in pleasure he began to move at his own pace. Quicker and deeper he moved until he finally spilled into the condom. 

You kissed, and kissed, and kissed until you fell asleep wrapped around each other. Every few hours he'd wake you up, checking to make sure it wasn't a dream, making love each time,  harder and faster. It was 9 am when he caressed you awake once more. "I have to leave soon, I don't want to," he spoke nestled into your neck just under your ear, "Please tell me to stay." Your heart broke at his words, "If I ask you to stay, I'm selfish, you'll always wonder if you made the right decision. If I tell you to go, your dreams come true… " your voice trailed off,  "and I'll always wonder if I made the right decision," he finished. 

Your phone started ringing and you knew time was up. It was Joon, "I'm outside, sorry, I held them off as long as I could. I told them I'd come get him so you could at least have time to say goodbye." Your tears fell out in heavy ugly sobs, "Okay, five minutes… and Joon… thanks, I know you're probably in trouble too." Hanging up you turned back, Jungkook was already out of bed with his clothes thrown on. He stood with open arms waiting, 

 "Thank you for yesterday." Laying your head against his chest you took a moment to listen to his heartbeat. You could hear him sniffle, and knew he was crying. You flashed back remembering that night long ago when he came to you homesick, holding you so he could sleep while he tried to hide his tears. There was a knock at the door and

Namjoon's voice broke through the moment "We've got to go Jungkook." Stepping away you'd left his shirt soaked in tears, handing him his sweater he pushed it back towards you, "keep it." He kissed you one last time and turned the handle opening it to reveal Namjoon. His Hyung put his arm around his shoulder and led him to the car.

Turning one more time he eyes were filled with tears and he gave a small wave before getting in the back of the big black sedan. 

For months you pretended that management was the only thing keeping you apart. You held onto your silly notions until May, they were coming for the Billboard awards. For weeks leading up to them you waited for a message, a secret meeting arrangement, but you got nothing. His image was all over the TV and his voice echoed through you empty heart and then he was gone again. 

Now, here you stood in your kitchen, his letter bringing him to the forefront of your mind,  opening old wounds. He was just as sad as you but what could you do? Picking up a pen you began writing… 

I shouldn't have done it but I read it in your letter

You said to a friend that you wish you were doing better

I wanted to reach out but I never said a thing

You don't ever have to be stronger than you really are

And honey, you don't ever have to act cooler than you think you should

You're brighter than the brightest stars

You're scared to win, scared to lose

I've heard the war was over if you really choose

The one in and around you

You hate the heat, you got the blues

You're changing like the weather, oh, that's so like you

I'll pick you up

I'll catch you on the flipside

If you come back to California

We'll do whatever you want, travel wherever, how far

We'll hit up all the old places

We'll have a party, we can dance till dawn… 

October came and a chill was in the air, the smell of winter hit your nose and you stopped to take it in. Bundled in Jungkook's hoodie you threw your bag over your shoulder and began your walk to work. Movement had hired you on for a new intensive program and today you were going to meet your students. So many memories flooded your mind as you made your way through the familiar neighborhood. It still hurt but things were beginning to feel happy again. Writing the letter had given you closure, he knew how you felt and beyond that there was nothing else you could do. Opening the heavy door to the studio you caught a familiar reflection moving in the mirror writing something on the glass, It couldn't be? Hearing the door click back into place he turned to face you, "Hi." he walked towards you slowly, unsure of what your reaction would be, he approached with caution. "Hi," you were breathless, in the months of not seeing him he'd grown more handsome. "I can't change what happened… and for the rest of my life I'll be sorry for all of the time we missed." He was getting closer,  "But I can't take another day not knowing if I can fix this… somehow…" he reached for your hand. Pulling it back away his head fell in disappointment, "Jungkook, I can't listen to this… look at me," reaching for his chin you pulled his head up until he was facing you again. "I refuse to listen to you apologize for something that was out of your control. Your life was decided before you met me and I can only be grateful that I got to appear in some part of your story" he tilted his head and pressed a small kiss into the hand that was still holding his chin. "God I've missed you" he said as he wrapped his arms tightly around your waist. "How long are you here? I've got to teach class.. It's my first day but I'd love it if we could catch up?" He laughed at you and your knees buckled at the sound of his happiness. Taking his chance he pressed his lips to yours and you could feel the smile forming on his face. "I'm your private lesson Jagi, I've booked you for the next two weeks" Taking a step back you had to ask, "How Jungkook? What will you be giving up?" Pulling you back to his embrace he began to dance with you, "There is no more giving up… on anything. Our contracts were over and I only had one thing I wouldn't negotiate on…that's you." 

Holding you tightly he moved you to look at the mirror,  'I wrote you something"

The only thing I can do

In the garden

In this world

Is to bloom a pretty flower that resembles you

And to breathe as the me that you know

But I still want you

I still want you

"Y/N I promise I'll never let you go again" 

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#ComingHome

Co written by @RoswellBadboy_ and @RoswellAlec

Alex: The day has finally come when I could pack up my clothes into a duffel bag. he had mixed emotions about being discharged from the military over my injury but I know this wasn't the end of my career, there were other options out there for me. I wasn't ever going to let his leg hold me back as I've learned from my days here in the military I never give up so now and that's what I'm going to do for sure in every part of my life. Alex had said goodbye to his fellow colleagues before throwing his bag onto the back seat of his truck. he took one more look around the unit before getting into his truck to begin the drive home back to his old town of Roswell. he wasn't sure who he would be received back home, as he was a changed man in a physical way but he wasn't shy anymore about his sexuality. this is a conversation he would to have with his dad and maybe he will just need to accept I'm gay and or might need to just lump it as I'm not going to be ashamed of being who I truly am.

When driving into his family home. he had unpacked his things into his old room when he found the letters that he would write to a certain person but wasn't ever brave enough to sent them to him. he locked up the letters away in his bedside table. His thoughts had turned to Michael when he walked to look out the window with the view of the barn that had the happiness and sadness moment here in #Roswell. over the years been away, he had many conversations paying in his head with Michael and he had written the conversation many times in the letters too. he let out a breath and thought I've I'm ever going to have this conversation with him this is the time. Alex picked up his jacket from the chair and went downstairs to pick up his keys to drive over to Michael to face him. he hoped that he still lived in his trailer. he had been driving for twenty minutes when he could see the trailer on the horizon. a smile came on his face when he reached it. Alex switch off the engine and got out his track to go and knock on the door.

Michael: -Michael has spent the better part of the night drinking and making out with some chick that he couldn’t remember, now he was crashed out hard on his bed in boxer briefs and nothing else. The knock at the door didn’t wake him up. Lost somewhere in dreams of a dark haired guy he dreamt on. He hadn’t bothered locking the door because no one but the ole man, Isobel or Max came around anyhow.-

Alex: - he knocks on the door harder and waits for a few extra minutes to see if he was here. With no answer in sight. Alex was going to turn and go back to his truck when he saw. A vehicle parked at the other side of the trailer. He checked to on the door handle to see if it's unlocked. Which it was. He hoped that Michael wouldn't mind that he let himself in. He looked around the trailer which was small but untidy. When he found his bedroom. There he was spread out in his boxers and sound asleep. Alex made his way in. He steps closer and leaned down Over him trying to wake him up- ”Michael are you awake?”

Michael: -Grumbles.- “Go away a Isobel.” -Rolls over to send her packing and looks surprised to see Alex of all people there. Damn his heart clenched, a minute passed by before he actually snapped out of it.- Manes, you lost? -He didn’t know what to else to say.-

Alex: - A smile curled onto his face for a second watching him rolling over. He knew he had to act cool with him. - ”hey stranger. No I'm not, I thought it would be good to come by and say hi to you since I'm back. How about you get your lazy ass up and we can get a coffee?”

Michael: -Michael couldn’t help but smile.- You’re still bossy as hell. Throw some breakfast in then I’d be happy to.

Alex: He chuckled. - Yeah, maybe just a little. yeah, you've got yourself a deal. Imagine that you want some food. Do you have any food in this place? Or will I go and pick us something up? While you get yourself up.

Michael: -Michael got up, they were in close proximity.- Depends Manes. How close and personal you want to be.

Alex: Alex was smiling from ear to ear on the inside but he didn't want to show he's was very keen in front of him. he was very interested. To be honest, as he was always on his mind. He wanted to be very close and personal with him. - you know I'm here to talk with you since I hated how things turn out before I left. He reached down for his injured hand. How is the hand?

Michael: -Michael watched, Alex drove him insane regardless whether he was trying or not. He’d have pulled away had it been anyone else. It felt like his heart had been caressed as Alex touched him. He stood there frozen and hanging on Alexs’ every word.- It’s fine...

Alex: -Holding his hands, was like thousands of bolts of lightning running through my veins. How can one man make me feel this good. He longed wanting to hold him. ”I am sorry for this as this was my fault, Michael. There isn't a day that doesn't go by I just wish you never got hurt”.

Michael: -Michael pulled his hand away and cupped Alex’s cheek.- I don’t regret anything and I’d do it again. Rather it be me hurt than you... -The sincerity was unmistakable.-

Alex: -Alex listens to his every word. His heart was racing his could feel his heart pumping hard against his chest. With his touch. I just need to tell him now how I feel. ” you know I never wanted for any of us to get hurt Michael. I should have stood for you and us.

Michael: -Searching Alex’s eyes.- Doesn’t matter now, you’re here and whether you... -Heart wrenched.- love or want me anymore... I’m always going to love you, doesn’t matter what you do I can’t stop. -Eyes glistened with tears. Alex always brought this side of him out it was just how it was.-

Alex: Alex's heart just melted his words were killing him. ” I have never stopped loving you, Michael. do you have any idea how hard it was to give you up Michael? Giving you up was the hardest thing I've ever had to do. The sights I've seen when I was away was nothing to not seeing Alex's hyour face, Michael.

Michael: Stay? -Michael found himself begging Alex, praying he wouldn’t just walk again leave him in pieces.- I won’t tell anyone if that’s what you need but please stay? -So scared Alex would run but he had to try.-

Alex: Alex cupped his face with his hands. - I'm here right now. I'm not going anyway. You know I'm tired of walking away from you. I've been away from the one my hearts belongs to for too long. can this just be us? It's just I need time. To work everything out Michael. I promise I won't keep us a secret forever. When the time is right I will shout from the hills and let everyone know that I love you.

Michael: -It hurt but Michael nodded. Part of Alex was better than nothing. He pulled him into his arms and held him tight.- Take all the time you need.

Alex: He pressed his body close to his. Now, this was a perfect home for him. But he needed to act as the perfect soldier. ”Thank you, Michael, for understanding. He leaned into kissing him.

Michael: -Alex still had a hold on his heart and that’s just how it was. He kissed him back, starved for him.-

Alex: - his heart was racing against his kiss. Oh boy, I’ve missed these lips of his. He wanted him badly. Kissing him intensely. Moving him closer to his bed. -

Michael: -Michael let Alex take the lead and moved with him. Legs back against the bed he caught the edge of Alex’s shirt and pulled it up.-

Alex: -Pushing him down onto his bed. Pulling my shirt over my head. Throwing it away. Laying on top of him kissing him caress his chest. - I need you, Michael.

Michael: -Blown away Michael watched, he kissed him with an intensity. Hands roamed his body head reeling that this was actually happening.-

Alex: -Alex parted his lips from his, inhales his scent. He tugged on his boxers breathing heavily before pulling down on his boxers. With a little smirk against his lips, he started to stroke him moving his hand back and forth. he feels so good -

Michael: -Michael groaned, Manes was killing him. He arched off the bed as Alexs fingers sent him climbing.-

Alex: -Alex smiled looking at Michael. listen to his sounds. He continue to tease him very slowly with long strokes. He wanted Michael to enjoy every second. -

Michael: -He reaches for Alex.- Get up here and ride me Manes, I’ve missed you so damn much.

Alex: -Alex couldn't stop the smile on the corner of his lips. ”Michael close your eyes for me”. He stood to strip off his bottom half - Michael you don't know how much I want us.

Michael: Why do you want me to close my eyes? -He closed them anyway because Alex got what he wanted.-

Alex: There no other way to explain Michael. I'm not complete I have an injury. I don't want you to get scared. -Alex climb on top of him. -

Michael: -Michael’s eyes fluttered open and his hands grip his hips. He sits up buried inside Alex. Eyes fall onto the prosthetic. His heart clenches not because it bothers him but because Alex was hurt. Hand cups Alexs cheek and held him gently.- I love you, nothing is going to scare me away from you.

Alex: -Alex closed his own eyes for a second. His harden cock entering my hole. He groans. moving his hips slowly rocking back and forth on him. - ”good Michael I may have one change but I am still the same man. That loves your sexy ass. -Kissing him-

Michael: -Michael watched in awe to his handsome guy. Lips slanted over his and he kissed him deeply. Caught up in the moment letting Alex control the pace. He was just happy to have him close.-

Alex: - Alex pushes him back onto his back holding onto his chest for balance. Speeding up the pace. He moans against him. -

Michael: -Hits the pillow and watches his former lover ride him. He’d dreamt of this day for so long he just prayed he could keep him from running again. The tension building quickly. Panting.- Alex... you’ll cause me to cum to fast.. -Reaching for Alex’s cock he strokes him.-

Alex: -Alex has wanted this day to happen forever. No way he was letting him go now. I love this man with all my heart. He is the only man for me. -”Michael please cum for me, baby. -his eyes locked with his lover's eyes. Alex moved slamming hard on him. ”Ahh” His cock was deep in me Feeling him hit my prostate each time. His hand working me my cock.cries out.

Michael: -Michael came, he couldn’t help himself. Alex felt to good. He rolled them and kissed Alex through the orgasm.-

Alex: Alex kissing him passionately feeling his load hitting my inside. Still grinding him. ”Oh, baby.”

Michael: -Michael’s touch was tender, loving as he kissed Alex riding it out. He was in shock this was really happening.-

Alex: -Alex was panting hard. Fuck I missed this guy. his touch sends me in a spiral. How can I love a man so much? deepen their kiss. -

Michael: -Michael’s whole body tensed and he stroked Alex faster as he came inside him.- Alex!!

Alex: Alex's eyes were closed. He had dreamed of this day being with Michael since he was seventeen. He never wanted this to end. Michael's touch was like heaven. He moans.

Michael: -Once Michael calmed down he pulled out and took Alexs cock in his mouth sucking his cock.-

Alex: -He was practically French kissing my head and playing with the tip of my foreskin using his hot lips and tongue. His hot breather coating my cock. It feels amazing - oh baby

Michael: -Hollowed cheeks, the taste of Manes in his mouth was like heaven. Fingers teased and fondled his sac wanting to get him off.-

Alex- His tongue swirling around my tip. His constant teasing was sending me to overdrive. Keeping my eyes on his eyes. Thrusting a few times in his mouth. Starting to panted ”I'm going to cum Guerin.

Michael: -Michael looked up at him his curls around his face as he sucked to please Alex. He was more than happy to do it.-

Alex: -Take a hold on his curls hair in my hands. My cock is throbbing. Redraw. feeling the pleasure come in waves my spine curls. breathing haphazardly until I just exploding my load deep into his mouth. - milk me, Guerin FUCK

Michael: -Michael obliged, swallowing him back tasting the salty cum as he sucked to get every drop.-

Alex: Riding out the last of my orgasm deep in his mouth. My whole body felt electric running through it. He swallowed it all and licked me clean.

Michael: -Michael pulled off and laid beside him, arm around him.- You know how to make an entrance.

Alex: Falling down onto his bed laying my head on his chest. Kissing his chest. Before smiling up to him. ”Well, I didn't think we were having us for breakfast Guerin.”

Michael: -Short laugh.- Yeah I guess you’re right.

Alex: He grins- well I'm not wrong. You know I'm glad I came over to see you.

Michael: Me too. You’ll come back right?

Alex: Yeah, I'm here I have plans to leave Roswell for the time being. I need to try and work things out with my father Michael. He clenches talking about his father.

Michael: Good luck with that. You’re father doesn’t seem like he’s gonna soften over years. Just be careful I don’t want to see you hurt.

Alex: Thank you. But I need to stand up to him. I can't be living in fear any longer Michael. He might have chased me away all these years it's time for me to stop running.

Michael: -Worry was clear on his face, Jesse Manes wasn't someone you fucked with and walked away from. He knew that for a fact.- You know I'll always back you but he if get physical towards you -shaking his head, lips pursed together- I can't promise I'm not going to step in.

Alex: [alex had mixed emotions in his stomach over Michael's words he knew he was trying to protect him but he didn’t want him to be hurt by my own father again] Thank you, Michael. You know that this is my fight with my father. I can't have you ever getting hurt by him ever again.

Michael: He can’t hurt me anymore. -Michael hadn’t told Alex everything but he wanted to.-

Alex: [Alex raised an eyebrow at his lover] ”what do you mean Michael he can't hurt you anymore? he can hurt anyone that stands in his way?”

Michael: There are things you need to know... But it's something I will have to show you as well. Get dressed. -Michael pulled away and got up dressing.-

Alex: Okay. Is everything okay? what is all the mystery [Alex follows him out of bed to start to get dressed]

Michael: I'll show you, just need you dressed and outside. -Michael pulls his shirt on then his boots and heads for the door.-

Alex: [Alex listens to his every word while putting his jeans and shirt on quickly. Pulling on his boots. Following him out the door] where are we going?

Michael: Just stand back. -Michael raises his hand and just visualizes the trailer moving back and it does uncovering a hatch leading underground. Walking over he uses his mind to unlock and open it. Looking back at Alex he held out his hand to him hoping he wouldn't be terrified.-

Alex: Alex just watches Michael. He first thought this was some kind of magic trick. Watching him moving his trailer without touching it. He ”Michael, how did you manage to move your trailer and unlock this hatch.?” Alex took his hand. ”What is down there?”

Michael: The only things I have life of who I really am. He helps Alex and goes down first switching on the lights. It was seat up like a lab. Tables, equipment and like scattered around. On the middle table however laid an almost translucent object that shimmered a rainbow of colors.- So my big secret is I’m an alien. It’s how I moved the stuff with my mind. And this -Tochibg the piece of wreckage is what I could find of the ship...

Alex: [Alex looks around when he got down the stairs. Trying to take everything in.] wait, you are what? [my lover is like a little green man from another world]Has this place been here the full time? [alex walks over to take a closer look to at wreakage]

Michael: I know this all sounds crazy but it’s true and yeah it’s been here. You can’t tell anyone Alex. If people found out they’d take Isobel ,

@OfAlienDNA

and I to some lab and dissect us.

Alex: [dump founded with this news] Hold on a second the three of you are aliens? You've had the secret all this time. I won't say a word but can't I have a minute to take this all in please Michael”

Michael: Of course... -Michael looks at Alex worried but so much more relieved that he told him. Keeping secrets is never a good thing.-

Alex: [ Alex rubs his forehead taking everything in.] you know I won't tell a soul about You, max, or Isobel. Thank you for trusting me with all of this. Can I tell you something, Michael? I won't even let on to max and Isobel that I know.

Michael: -Michael’s relief was profound. He went over to Alex and took his hands in his.- This is why I love you.

Alex: -Alex locked his fingers between his- you know you are safe with me.

Michael: -Michael smiled and cupped his cheek caressing.- Same.

Alex: [he smiles softly ] please talk to me. Tell me truth Michael, do you know how you got here baby?

Michael: I am telling you the truth. I don’t remember anything except the day we were found wandering. I have flas backs sometimes but nothing solid.

Alex: [cupping his cheek caress it] how do you mean wandering baby? Flashbacks are those scary?

Michael: When... the night they found Isobel, Max and myself. Sometimes. Depends what’s it’s about. It’s weird, I feel like I was chained up. I dunno if it’s even real or it’s nightmares.

Alex: [alex had a sinking feeling in his stomach listing to him.] Baby, please tell me no one has ever hurt you, max or Isobel?

Michael: I don’t know. -He honestly couldn’t remember before they’d been found and the nightmares were fleeting. He’d never tell Alex about the evil he’d endured on this planet though and there had been plenty. It had left him with profound sadness and the overwhelming desire to put this planet in the rear view.-

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#ComingHome

Written by @RoswellBagboy_ and @RoswellAlec

Alex: The day has finally come when I could pack up my clothes into a duffel bag. he had mixed emotions about being discharged from the military over my injury but I know this wasn't the end of my career, there were other options out there for me. I wasn't ever going to let his leg hold me back as I've learned from my days here in the military I never give up so now and that's what I'm going to do for sure in every part of my life. Alex had said goodbye to his fellow colleagues before throwing his bag onto the back seat of his truck. he took one more look around the unit before getting into his truck to begin the drive home back to his old town of Roswell. he wasn't sure who he would be received back home, as he was a changed man in a physical way but he wasn't shy anymore about his sexuality. this is a conversation he would to have with his dad and maybe he will just need to accept I'm gay and or might need to just lump it as I'm not going to be ashamed of being who I truly am.

When driving into his family home. he had unpacked his things into his old room when he found the letters that he would write to a certain person but wasn't ever brave enough to sent them to him. he locked up the letters away in his bedside table. His thoughts had turned to Michael when he walked to look out the window with the view of the barn that had the happiness and sadness moment here in #Roswell. over the years been away, he had many conversations paying in his head with Michael and he had written the conversation many times in the letters too. he let out a breath and thought I've I'm ever going to have this conversation with him this is the time. Alex picked up his jacket from the chair and went downstairs to pick up his keys to drive over to Michael to face him. he hoped that he still lived in his trailer. he had been driving for twenty minutes when he could see the trailer on the horizon. a smile came on his face when he reached it. Alex switch off the engine and got out his track to go and knock on the door.

Michael: -Michael has spent the better part of the night drinking and making out with some chick that he couldn’t remember, now he was crashed out hard on his bed in boxer briefs and nothing else. The knock at the door didn’t wake him up. Lost somewhere in dreams of a dark haired guy he dreamt on. He hadn’t bothered locking the door because no one but the ole man, Isobel or Max came around anyhow.-

Alex: - he knocks on the door harder and waits for a few extra minutes to see if he was here. With no answer in sight. Alex was going to turn and go back to his truck when he saw. A vehicle parked at the other side of the trailer. He checked to on the door handle to see if it's unlocked. Which it was. He hoped that Michael wouldn't mind that he let himself in. He looked around the trailer which was small but untidy. When he found his bedroom. There he was spread out in his boxers and sound asleep. Alex made his way in. He steps closer and leaned down Over him trying to wake him up- ”Michael are you awake?”

Michael: -Grumbles.- “Go away a Isobel.” -Rolls over to send her packing and looks surprised to see Alex of all people there. Damn his heart clenched, a minute passed by before he actually snapped out of it.- Manes, you lost? -He didn’t know what to else to say.-

Alex: - A smile curled onto his face for a second watching him rolling over. He knew he had to act cool with him. - ”hey stranger. No I'm not, I thought it would be good to come by and say hi to you since I'm back. How about you get your lazy ass up and we can get a coffee?”

Michael: -Michael couldn’t help but smile.- You’re still bossy as hell. Throw some breakfast in then I’d be happy to.

Alex: He chuckled. - Yeah, maybe just a little. yeah, you've got yourself a deal. Imagine that you want some food. Do you have any food in this place? Or will I go and pick us something up? While you get yourself up.

Michael: -Michael got up, they were in close proximity.- Depends Manes. How close and personal you want to be.

Alex: Alex was smiling from ear to ear on the inside but he didn't want to show he's was very keen in front of him. he was very interested. To be honest, as he was always on his mind. He wanted to be very close and personal with him. - you know I'm here to talk with you since I hated how things turn out before I left. He reached down for his injured hand. How is the hand?

Michael: -Michael watched, Alex drove him insane regardless whether he was trying or not. He’d have pulled away had it been anyone else. It felt like his heart had been caressed as Alex touched him. He stood there frozen and hanging on Alexs’ every word.- It’s fine...

Alex: -Holding his hands, was like thousands of bolts of lightning running through my veins. How can one man make me feel this good. He longed wanting to hold him. ”I am sorry for this as this was my fault, Michael. There isn't a day that doesn't go by I just wish you never got hurt”.

Michael: -Michael pulled his hand away and cupped Alex’s cheek.- I don’t regret anything and I’d do it again. Rather it be me hurt than you... -The sincerity was unmistakable.-

Alex: -Alex listens to his every word. His heart was racing his could feel his heart pumping hard against his chest. With his touch. I just need to tell him now how I feel. ” you know I never wanted for any of us to get hurt Michael. I should have stood for you and us.

Michael: -Searching Alex’s eyes.- Doesn’t matter now, you’re here and whether you... -Heart wrenched.- love or want me anymore... I’m always going to love you, doesn’t matter what you do I can’t stop. -Eyes glistened with tears. Alex always brought this side of him out it was just how it was.-

Alex: Alex's heart just melted his words were killing him. ” I have never stopped loving you, Michael. do you have any idea how hard it was to give you up Michael? Giving you up was the hardest thing I've ever had to do. The sights I've seen when I was away was nothing to not seeing Alex's hyour face, Michael.

Michael: Stay? -Michael found himself begging Alex, praying he wouldn’t just walk again leave him in pieces.- I won’t tell anyone if that’s what you need but please stay? -So scared Alex would run but he had to try.-

Alex: Alex cupped his face with his hands. - I'm here right now. I'm not going anyway. You know I'm tired of walking away from you. I've been away from the one my hearts belongs to for too long. can this just be us? It's just I need time. To work everything out Michael. I promise I won't keep us a secret forever. When the time is right I will shout from the hills and let everyone know that I love you.

Michael: -It hurt but Michael nodded. Part of Alex was better than nothing. He pulled him into his arms and held him tight.- Take all the time you need.

Alex: He pressed his body close to his. Now, this was a perfect home for him. But he needed to act as the perfect soldier. ”Thank you, Michael, for understanding. He leaned into kissing him.

Michael: -Alex still had a hold on his heart and that’s just how it was. He kissed him back, starved for him.-

Alex: - his heart was racing against his kiss. Oh boy, I’ve missed these lips of his. He wanted him badly. Kissing him intensely. Moving him closer to his bed. -

Michael: -Michael let Alex take the lead and moved with him. Legs back against the bed he caught the edge of Alex’s shirt and pulled it up.-

Alex: -Pushing him down onto his bed. Pulling my shirt over my head. Throwing it away. Laying on top of him kissing him caress his chest. - I need you, Michael.

Michael: -Blown away Michael watched, he kissed him with an intensity. Hands roamed his body head reeling that this was actually happening.-

Alex: -Alex parted his lips from his, inhales his scent. He tugged on his boxers breathing heavily before pulling down on his boxers. With a little smirk against his lips, he started to stroke him moving his hand back and forth. he feels so good -

Michael: -Michael groaned, Manes was killing him. He arched off the bed as Alexs fingers sent him climbing.-

Alex: -Alex smiled looking at Michael. listen to his sounds. He continue to tease him very slowly with long strokes. He wanted Michael to enjoy every second. -

Michael: -He reaches for Alex.- Get up here and ride me Manes, I’ve missed you so damn much.

Alex: -Alex couldn't stop the smile on the corner of his lips. ”Michael close your eyes for me”. He stood to strip off his bottom half - Michael you don't know how much I want us.

Michael: Why do you want me to close my eyes? -He closed them anyway because Alex got what he wanted.-

Alex: There no other way to explain Michael. I'm not complete I have an injury. I don't want you to get scared. -Alex climb on top of him. -

Michael: -Michael’s eyes fluttered open and his hands grip his hips. He sits up buried inside Alex. Eyes fall onto the prosthetic. His heart clenches not because it bothers him but because Alex was hurt. Hand cups Alexs cheek and held him gently.- I love you, nothing is going to scare me away from you.

Alex: -Alex closed his own eyes for a second. His harden cock entering my hole. He groans. moving his hips slowly rocking back and forth on him. - ”good Michael I may have one change but I am still the same man. That loves your sexy ass. -Kissing him-

Michael: -Michael watched in awe to his handsome guy. Lips slanted over his and he kissed him deeply. Caught up in the moment letting Alex control the pace. He was just happy to have him close.-

Alex: - Alex pushes him back onto his back holding onto his chest for balance. Speeding up the pace. He moans against him. -

Michael: -Hits the pillow and watches his former lover ride him. He’d dreamt of this day for so long he just prayed he could keep him from running again. The tension building quickly. Panting.- Alex... you’ll cause me to cum to fast.. -Reaching for Alex’s cock he strokes him.-

Alex: -Alex has wanted this day to happen forever. No way he was letting him go now. I love this man with all my heart. He is the only man for me. -”Michael please cum for me, baby. -his eyes locked with his lover's eyes. Alex moved slamming hard on him. ”Ahh” His cock was deep in me Feeling him hit my prostate each time. His hand working me my cock.cries out.

Michael: -Michael came, he couldn’t help himself. Alex felt to good. He rolled them and kissed Alex through the orgasm.-

Alex: Alex kissing him passionately feeling his load hitting my inside. Still grinding him. ”Oh, baby.”

Michael: -Michael’s touch was tender, loving as he kissed Alex riding it out. He was in shock this was really happening.-

Alex: -Alex was panting hard. Fuck I missed this guy. his touch sends me in a spiral. How can I love a man so much? deepen their kiss. -

Michael: -Michael’s whole body tensed and he stroked Alex faster as he came inside him.- Alex!!

Alex: Alex's eyes were closed. He had dreamed of this day being with Michael since he was seventeen. He never wanted this to end. Michael's touch was like heaven. He moans.

Michael: -Once Michael calmed down he pulled out and took Alexs cock in his mouth sucking his cock.-

Alex: -He was practically French kissing my head and playing with the tip of my foreskin using his hot lips and tongue. His hot breather coating my cock. It feels amazing - oh baby

Michael: -Hollowed cheeks, the taste of Manes in his mouth was like heaven. Fingers teased and fondled his sac wanting to get him off.-

Alex- His tongue swirling around my tip. His constant teasing was sending me to overdrive. Keeping my eyes on his eyes. Thrusting a few times in his mouth. Starting to panted ”I'm going to cum Guerin.

Michael: -Michael looked up at him his curls around his face as he sucked to please Alex. He was more than happy to do it.-

Alex: -Take a hold on his curls hair in my hands. My cock is throbbing. Redraw. feeling the pleasure come in waves my spine curls. breathing haphazardly until I just exploding my load deep into his mouth. - milk me, Guerin FUCK

Michael: -Michael obliged, swallowing him back tasting the salty cum as he sucked to get every drop.-

Alex: Riding out the last of my orgasm deep in his mouth. My whole body felt electric running through it. He swallowed it all and licked me clean.

Michael: -Michael pulled off and laid beside him, arm around him.- You know how to make an entrance.

Alex: Falling down onto his bed laying my head on his chest. Kissing his chest. Before smiling up to him. ”Well, I didn't think we were having us for breakfast Guerin.”

Michael: -Short laugh.- Yeah I guess you’re right.

Alex: He grins- well I'm not wrong. You know I'm glad I came over to see you.

Michael: Me too. You’ll come back right?

Alex: Yeah, I'm here I have plans to leave Roswell for the time being. I need to try and work things out with my father Michael. He clenches talking about his father.

Michael: Good luck with that. You’re father doesn’t seem like he’s gonna soften over years. Just be careful I don’t want to see you hurt.

Alex: Thank you. But I need to stand up to him. I can't be living in fear any longer Michael. He might have chased me away all these years it's time for me to stop running.

Michael: -Worry was clear on his face, Jesse Manes wasn't someone you fucked with and walked away from. He knew that for a fact.- You know I'll always back you but he if get physical towards you -shaking his head, lips pursed together- I can't promise I'm not going to step in.

Alex: [alex had mixed emotions in his stomach over Michael's words he knew he was trying to protect him but he didn’t want him to be hurt by my own father again] Thank you, Michael. You know that this is my fight with my father. I can't have you ever getting hurt by him ever again.

Michael: He can’t hurt me anymore. -Michael hadn’t told Alex everything but he wanted to.-

Alex: [Alex raised an eyebrow at his lover] ”what do you mean Michael he can't hurt you anymore? he can hurt anyone that stands in his way?”

Michael: There are things you need to know... But it's something I will have to show you as well. Get dressed. -Michael pulled away and got up dressing.-

Alex: Okay. Is everything okay? what is all the mystery [Alex follows him out of bed to start to get dressed]

Michael: I'll show you, just need you dressed and outside. -Michael pulls his shirt on then his boots and heads for the door.-

Alex: [Alex listens to his every word while putting his jeans and shirt on quickly. Pulling on his boots. Following him out the door] where are we going?

Michael: Just stand back. -Michael raises his hand and just visualizes the trailer moving back and it does uncovering a hatch leading underground. Walking over he uses his mind to unlock and open it. Looking back at Alex he held out his hand to him hoping he wouldn't be terrified.-

Alex: Alex just watches Michael. He first thought this was some kind of magic trick. Watching him moving his trailer without touching it. He ”Michael, how did you manage to move your trailer and unlock this hatch.?” Alex took his hand. ”What is down there?”

Michael: The only things I have life of who I really am. He helps Alex and goes down first switching on the lights. It was seat up like a lab. Tables, equipment and like scattered around. On the middle table however laid an almost translucent object that shimmered a rainbow of colors.- So my big secret is I’m an alien. It’s how I moved the stuff with my mind. And this -Tochibg the piece of wreckage is what I could find of the ship...

Alex: [Alex looks around when he got down the stairs. Trying to take everything in.] wait, you are what? [my lover is like a little green man from another world]Has this place been here the full time? [alex walks over to take a closer look to at wreakage]

Michael: I know this all sounds crazy but it’s true and yeah it’s been here. You can’t tell anyone Alex. If people found out they’d take Isobel ,

@OfAlienDNA

and I to some lab and dissect us.

Alex: [dump founded with this news] Hold on a second the three of you are aliens? You've had the secret all this time. I won't say a word but can't I have a minute to take this all in please Michael”

Michael: Of course... -Michael looks at Alex worried but so much more relieved that he told him. Keeping secrets is never a good thing.-

Alex: [ Alex rubs his forehead taking everything in.] you know I won't tell a soul about You, max, or Isobel. Thank you for trusting me with all of this. Can I tell you something, Michael? I won't even let on to max and Isobel that I know.

Michael: -Michael’s relief was profound. He went over to Alex and took his hands in his.- This is why I love you.

Alex: -Alex locked his fingers between his- you know you are safe with me.

Michael: -Michael smiled and cupped his cheek caressing.- Same.

Alex: [he smiles softly ] please talk to me. Tell me truth Michael, do you know how you got here baby?

Michael: I am telling you the truth. I don’t remember anything except the day we were found wandering. I have flas backs sometimes but nothing solid.

Alex: [cupping his cheek caress it] how do you mean wandering baby? Flashbacks are those scary?

Michael: When... the night they found Isobel, Max and myself. Sometimes. Depends what’s it’s about. It’s weird, I feel like I was chained up. I dunno if it’s even real or it’s nightmares.

Alex: [alex had a sinking feeling in his stomach listing to him.] Baby, please tell me no one has ever hurt you, max or Isobel?

Michael: I don’t know. -He honestly couldn’t remember before they’d been found and the nightmares were fleeting. He’d never tell Alex about the evil he’d endured on this planet though and there had been plenty. It had left him with profound sadness and the overwhelming desire to put this planet in the rear view.-