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stcveskent · 4 years ago

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their little miracle; chris evans

pairings: chris evans x reader

warnings: fluff and a bit of swearing

request on wattpad

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its been 8 months,since you heard that you would be giving a little miracle of yours and chris, soon. You still remember the day when both of you saw the baby for yhe first time, as it moved around your belly.

you remember how Chris held your hand when he saw your baby, and said, "it's ours" while crying, you remember the day when he found out it was a baby girl, and he was so happy, and when he told his family about it, they were crying too, because their son's dream came true. Since then he never left your side. Well, he haven't announced it on the internet too . He used to talk to your baby, late at nights, when she won't let you sleep, by endless kickings.

"Hey honey, don't do that to Mama." He says, slowly, and calmly as you laid down next to him, and his hands on your belly rubbing it gently.

"I won't leave your side, y/n." He whispered softly and kissed you. During those times, when Chris got intimate with you, for eg, he would kiss you more often, and lay next to you all the time, hold your hands all the time, you used to blush alot, as if it was a school crush, you could say it was the hormones.

"i love you so much." He says and you smile.

"I love you too and more." You reply and he wraps his arm around you, and kiss your head, and then you gasped as soon as your baby kicks you, because you were giving all the attention to her daddy and not her and even daddy didn't give her attention.

"alright baby, i love you too." He says as he keeps a hand on your belly and you laughed at how your daughter already had control over her Dad, even before her birth.

your smile grew wider, as all those thoughts came to your mind, and Chris noticed how you were smiling, and thinking about some things. He smiled looking at how adorable you looked.

"what're you smiling at, sweetheart." He asks as he comes closer, and kisses you gently.

"thinking of how our girl, already has control over her dad." He smiles as he heard you, it was a very different feeling for both of you.

"Well, trust me, the queen has more control than the princess." He says referring to you and you roll your eyes.

"oh stop!" You said as both of you chuckled, just then, to ruin the moment his phone rang. He groaned, and you laughed at him.

"Always messing up my moments, with my queen." He said, and you blushed at how he made you feel so good.

"Chris, i'm sorry to call you now." His manager spoke, as chris answered.

"No its fine, Joshua? what did you need?" He replied.

"Well, the agency has been calling up alot, for your photo shoot, and i tried to decline it, because you wanted to stay with your wife, but they aren't listening , and said you're their hope."

"alright fine! I'll do it."

"ah thank god!! I'll arrange the dates and timing and inform you."

"Alright!" Chris says as he ends the conversation and looks at you, smiling.

"What's wrong?" You asked

"I have to stay away from you for a couple of hours."

"and what would be the reason?" You asked as he sits next to you and pull you closer to him, and you put your head on his shoulder.

"There's this photo shoot they need me to do it and I honestly don't wanna stay away from you, even if its for a couple of hours, you're now close to your date, I can't just leave you here all alone, when you'd need me." He spoke.

"Chris, i'll be fine, you're worrying too much, babe. I can manage on my own, honey!"

"I know you can, i just don't want to be away from you and our daughter." You smiled as he said that, how your daughter's and his bond was so strong.

"babe!!" You squeeled and hugged him and he kissed you multiple times. Just then the phone rings and he groans again.

"Its the agency, i'll have to take it, i'm so sorry!!"

"Its fine, honey." You said and he answered the call, going into the living room to talk while you watched some TV

"Thank you so much, Chris for joining us!" He said and chris smiled.

"The pleasure is all mine!"

"Is there any arrangements we can do for you?" Just as those words left his mouth, he smiles thinking of an idea.

"Yes! Could i get my wife with me? I want her to be next to me."

"Ofcourse sir! It's our pleasure to have her with us, and we can have some couple photoshoot too!"

"Thank you! See you, soon!" He says and walks to you.

Chris comes back to you and tells you that he's made arrangements for you to come with me, you denied at first but he made you to agree to it, typical christopher and then the day comes when you had to go with him. You were nervous about something which he had completely forgot about. Announcing about your little miracle.

As soon as both of you entered, the photographers welcomed you both so warmly, and as expected they were shocked by the news, and they were happy for both of you.

As soon as chris finished his part of the work, you two had to pose together, it was all cute with him, and then the photographer requested that you should have a photo or two of your own with your bump and Chris happily agreed to it.

Just after you completed your work, you told Chris, that now seems to be the right time to tell everyone about it. No , only family and some of his close friends knew about this, so he was just concerned about how his fans and co workers would annouce, but you knew things would fall back into a perfect position.

"I posted it." He said and breathed.

"i did too!" You said and smiled.

Just a second later, yours and his phone were filled with notifications, hundreds to thousands, and all were really happy about it, because all of them understood that this was Chris's dream and you could only turn into his reality.

a week or two has passed, Chris had to go through a lot of press , and interviews where the main interest was your pregnancy. As you waited for him to get over with the last interview for the month, and after that he promised he'd take a break, he comes to you.

"How was it?" You asked as he kissed you and sat next to you.

"It was good, i was happy to tell them, how you made me happy, and they obviously wanted you, but i said you were resting."

"Thank you —*gasps* oh shit!" You said and his eyes came out if his eye sockets.

"Baby what happened?!"

"She's coming omg!! My water broke!!!" You said and he panicked, he was roaming around the house finding the baby bag, and you felt contractions, which were going on for a day which you tried to ignore.

"Chris where the fuck are you?!" You yelled, as the contractions hit you again.

"I found it!! Let's go." He said as he helped you get up and rush you to the hospital, through out the ride he didn't leave your hand, and just made you breathe, but it was true, when you're about to give birth, your temper loses, and poor Chris had to listen.

Now you were in the waiting room, with him and yours and his family started to visit you both.

"Hey!" Your mom said and rushed to hug you as you breathed.

"Hey Mom! I'm good? Are you?" You asked and she laughed at you.

"I know, the temper, i gave birth to three kids!" She said and hugged Chris, and he chuckled and stopped as soon as you gave him a death glare.

"come on! my little girl needs a break, how are you feeling honey?" Your dad says and you roll your eyes.

"P A I N!" You said and then your siblings laugh at you.

"Y/n , for real, you need to calm down, also guess what i already have done half of the preparations for my niece!!" your brother says while your sister argues with him that it was she who did it, and that made you laugh, and Chris smile looking at you.

His mother stayed longer with you but then you told her to go, because she looked tired, and she agreed, time passed and you were ready to deliver the baby, Chris started to breathe heavily, he was nervous, more than you.

"Its gonna be fine, babe!" You said and he nods

"I'll be next to you the whole time." He says and you nod.

Slowly the doctors start to give you instructions to how to push till they count till 10 and you agree to it, clearly understanding their instructions.

"Push!" They said and you pushed while your groaned and your grip on chris's hand tightened.

"You're doing amazing honey!" He encouraged and honestly, that made you stay strong till the end.

Just few more pushes later, the cries of your baby girl were heard and you sighed as both of you burts into tears. They laid your little miracle on top of you as Chris adored both of you, he starts to wipe his tears, and the doctor takes your little girl away.

"No where are you taking her!" Chris says and you chuckled at him.

"they're cleaning her, she'll be back soon, with us." You said and he looked at you with a smile.

"You did so good today!" he says and you smiled at him.

"It wasn't possible without you." You said and he shook his head.

"You're the most strongest women i've ever seen, and how beautiful you look today! Your glowing baby!" He says and you laugh as he pressed his lips onto yours in a sweet and filled with love kiss.

"I love you so much." He says

"I love you more!" You reply and they bring the baby back to you, and Chris holds her, tears falling from his eyes, as he met his daughter.

"She's so beautiful just like her Mama!" He says and you feel your tears falling.

"Daddy loves you and your Mama so much! He'll do everything to protect both of you!" He says as he holds her in his arms and kisses her multiple times on her head.

"Okay now, Mama also needs attention!" You said and he laughed and kissed you again, and just then you met your family, already waiting and excited to greet their grand child, neice and goddaughter.

Yours and Chris's mother couldn't hold back tears and were crying with joy, while Scott hugged you and cried and you were crying because he was crying , which made everyone laugh and later Scott Shanna, Carly and your siblings already started giving suggestions for the baby names for your little miracle.

It was the best day of your life, you for the first time witnessed how one life can bring so much happiness to so many people, and you were only concerned about your husband, who was on cloud 9 because of his happiness and you couldn't stop smiling because of him. You won't be able to forget this day ever!

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done with your request!!hope you liked it❤️

also, but Daddy!Chris is making me cry😭😭

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bteezxyewriter12 · 2 years ago

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Save Me/ 23

Pairing- Yoongi x Named Reader

Word count- 3.3k

Includes- birth, so much fluff

Tag List- @mingtina @jaxxmine @delightfulmoonbanana

@tannie13 @yeosayang @marsstarxhwa

@borntowalkaway @y00nzin0 @kjqueen05

DO NOT READ IF ANY OF THIS MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE!!!!

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Yoongi POV

I'm so nervous

All the time

Joanne is so close to her due date and I'm freaking out

Erik can come anytime

I've never done this before

Every stupid scenario of what can go wrong keeps popping in my head

I'm not working for now

I'm taking time off to be with her and Erik when he's born

I'm not going to be a dad who lets the mom do everything

I want to help her

So I took off for three months to spend time with my family

Han-jae was found guilty for the two counts of attempted murder and sentenced to two life sentences

His trial in Busan is going to start next month

Because Joanne is giving birth and will have a newborn, the Busan DA is fine with her testifying over a video call like she did for this trial.

And she only has to do it once

I'm actually happy this is over and so is she

Ever since Han-jae's sentence she's relaxed so much

She's always happy, smiling and laughing

Just like she used to be

She's excited for Erik to come but she's also a little scared

Mostly she's scared about the pain

But I told her that if she can survive what she went through, then birth is a piece of cake

She laughed but agreed with me

"Relax Yoongi", she giggles, pulling me next to her on the couch, holding my hand, "Stop getting up naekkeo"

I keep getting up to get her stuff and to pace around

Her stomach has been hurting all day but she doesn't think it's contractions

I don't know what to think and I'm scared

"Sorry baby. I just never been this nervous before"

"Not even for your first performance?", she smiles

"No baby. I'm more nervous now"

"Why?"

"Because jagi, I'm scared for you. I'm scared something is going to happen. And I'm going to be a dad jagi. What if I suck?"

"You're not going to suck Yoongi. Remember when you heard me talking to Erik telling him about you?"

I nod

"I meant every word naekkeo. You're going to be the best dad ever. You already love him so much. Don't worry baby", she assures me

"Thanks Jo. You're the best"

"I try", she jokes

I put my arm around her, holding her close to me while we watch t.v.

After awhile, she says, "I have to go to the bathroom naekkeo"

I nod, helping her stand up

I sit back watching the show while she leaves the living room

"Uh Yoongi?", she calls

"Yeah baby?"

"Uh can you come here please?", she asks, sounding nervous

I shoot up immediately and walk quickly to her

She's standing in the hallway, facing me, her eyes wide

Her pants are all wet and there's water all over the floor

"My water broke", she whispers

Oh shit

The baby is coming

"Uh ok jagi. Ok. Don't be scared. We uh we can do this baby."

"Ahhh", she yells, hers arms going to her stomach as she doubles over

"What? What jagi?", I shriek

"It hurts", she gasps, leaning against the wall

Fuck

"Ok baby. Ok"

I try to stay calm as I walk to her

"C'mon jagi. We uh can change your pants and then we'll go to the hospital ok?"

She nods as I lead her to the bedroom

I help her change, then get the small bag she packed for the hospital

She's going to be there for at least two days with Erik, so she packed the bag

We've been in the hospital for six hours with her laying on the hospital bed, still in pain and sweating

She's moaning in pain as I help her stand, and get her out of the apartment

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As soon as we came in, they put her in a room, in a hospital gown and we've been here since

I called the guys and they came too

They're allowed in the room with us until she's ready to give birth

We're waiting for the nurses to come give her an epidural for the pain

I move some sweaty hair from her face

"Does it hurt a lot baby?", I ask

She glares at me, "What the fuck do you think?"

My eyes widen in shock

She's never talked to me like that before

But I know she doesn't mean it

She's just in pain

She yells as another contraction comes

When it's done, she looks up at me, "I'm sorry naekkeo. I didn't mean to be mean to you"

"I know jagi. It's ok. I'm sorry it hurts"

She gives me a weak smile, then closes her eyes, breathing hard

"Where's the fucking nurse?", she yells

I glance at the guys

"I'll find out", Hobi answers and runs out of the room

"Did I scare him?", she asks, upset, "I didn't mean to"

"It's ok jagi, Hobi knows", I answer

She nods

Hobi comes back a few minutes later

"They said they're calling the doctor to come give her the shot"

"Fuck", she cries

"I..I'm sorry Jo", Hobi says hesitantly

"It's ok Hobi. Thank you. I'm sorry for scaring you", she answers

"It's ok Jo"

Hobi walks to the other side of the room and sits with the guys

"Yoongi. Why is it taking so long?", she whispers

"I don't know jagi. I'll ask again in a few minutes ok?"

She nods and reaches for my hand

I move my hand in hers, holding it tightly

I hope these freaking nurses get her the shot soon so she can relax a little

An hour later the nurse comes in to check on her

"Where's the shot?", she growls

I feel so bad for her

She's in more pain than before and she's sweating so much

The contractions are coming faster with a minute between them and they're more intense

I've been sitting next to her the whole time, holding her hand, playing with her hair, wiping her sweat away, telling her I love her

The guys are scared of her right now and don't say anything to her

They're here for her but they don't talk

"I'm going to check you first before we give you the epidural"

"What the fuck! I've been here for seven hours! How long does it take for a shot?", she yells

"We have to wait for an anesthesiologist to come down to administer it"

"We're in a hospital! Get one!", she yells

"We're working on it"

If looks could kill, this nurse would be dead

"Motherfucker!", she screams as she grabs her stomach and squeezes my hand so hard

I breath through my nose and keep my mouth closed so I don't yell in pain

I'm scared she'll yell at me

I know that the pain in my hand is nothing compared to what she's feeling

"You are almost 10cm. We can't give you the epidural now. We're just going to have to take you off it as soon as we give it to you"

She stares at the nurse in pure anger and shock and I know.. she's going to go off

She bursts into tears and starts sobbing, "It hurts! Why didn't you fucking give me it as soon as I came in? I fucking asked you for it over and over!"

I'm actually pissed off too

They knew she wanted the shot, the guys kept going out to ask them and they just kept saying that they're getting the doctor

And now they can't give it to her

"What the fuck kind of hospital is this?", I snap

The nurse turns to look at me in surprise

"You knew she needed the shot but you took forever to get it."

"We called the anesthesiologist-"

"You should have one here all the time! Babies are born everyday! Do you do this to the other mother's too? Keep them in pain until it's too late to give them the shot?"

"Nnn...no that's not-"

"Get out. Don't come back until she's ready to have the baby. And you can bet I'm fucking complaining about this shit."

"I...uh..."

"Get out"

The nurse practically runs out the door

"I'm sorry jagi", I turn to het

Her eyes are closed, her face in pain and she's crying

"Yoongi", she cries

"I know baby. I'm sorry", I tell her, standing up and running my fingers in her hair

She loves that and I'm trying to keep her calm

Bending over, I kiss her forehead

"How am I going to do this Yoongi? It hurts so much. It's going to hurt so much more trying to get him out. I'm scared"

My heart breaks for her and to tell the truth I'm terrified for her too

But I can't tell her that

"You can do it Jo. You're strong and tough. I know you can", I say, "And I'll be right next to you ok? I'm here, I'll do whatever you want me to to help you. I love you"

She looks up at me, "I love you"

I smile at her and she gives me a pained smile

Then her face changes to pain and she yells again

"Yoongi!", she yells

Jesus, I hope this baby comes soon so she can feel better

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"What is it jagi?", I ask snapping awake

It's been another two hours and I'm falling asleep

"The baby's coming now! I need the doctor. He's coming"

"Wwwhhat?", I panic

"Holy shit", Jungkook yells

"Oh my god", Hobi gasps

"I feel him coming. I have to push him out and I need a doctor and nurses. Now!", she shouts then screams in pain

"I'll get the doctor", Jin yells already running to the door

"I'll help him", Jimin shouts running after Jin

I turn to the other guys, "You should probably leave too. You can't be here when she gives birth"

One by one they get up and leave the room

"He's coming Yoongi"

"I know jagi. I know. It'll be over soon ok?"

She nods, tears streaming down her face

A nurse comes running inside and checks her

"Shit. I can see his head. We got to get her to the delivery room"

The nurse pressed a button on the wall and in a few seconds, other nurses come running in

"We have to move her bed", one says

They all go around her bed and start pushing it

We go out of the room, right into another one a few doors down

Dr. Lim walks in already in scrubs

"Let's see what's happening"

Joanne is staring daggers at her

She lifts Joanne's gown to look

"Ok you're ready"

She turns to a nurse, "Move the back of the bed to prop her up"

I move so the nurse can do it and when she's done, I move right back, her hand in mine again

Dr. Lim looks at her and nods, "Push"

J POV

She takes a breath and yells as she pushes

🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱

I'm so pissed off, scared and tired

I had to deal with massive pain the entire time I was here

The stupid nurses couldn't get an anesthesiologist to get to my room

What the fuck is that?

There's fucking doctors all over

It's a fucking hospital

The pain is so intense, it's driving me crazy

"Push", Dr. Lim orders

"Ahhhhhhhh", I yell, pushing

I take a breath, tears blinding me so I can't see

God the pain is taking over

I feel his head there and it feels like I'm being torn up trying to get him out

I grip Yoongi's hand so hard

I feel bad that I'm hurting him but I need him

"Push"

I push again breathing hard

"You're doing good jagi", he whispers to me

I nod and keep going with Yoongi whispering encouraging words to me

I'm so happy he's here

He's making everything better even though the pain is fucking insane

"He's almost here baby. Keep going."

"His head is almost out. Push harder"

"I can't do this", I cry

I'm so exhausted and I just want to sleep

"You can do it Jo. You can. You're my strong girl, you can do anything", Yoongi whispers, kissing my head and pushing my sweaty hair out of my face

His words help and the next push has me screaming at the top of my lungs, my eyes shut tight

"Head is out. One more Joanne. Come on"

"One more jagi. Just one more. You can do it"

I nod, breath and push hard

Pain leaves my body as Dr. Lim yells, "He's out"

I collapse against the bed as crying fills the room

He's here

I feel something being put on my chest

Opening my eyes, I look down and see the most beautiful boy I've ever seen in my life

My arms move to hold him on me as I stroke his head

"Yoongi", I whisper, starting to cry, "He's here"

"Yeah Jo. I see him"

Yoongi moves closer and touches Erik's head

"He's here", he says, tears running down his face too

"He looks like you", I tell him

"And you too jagi"

I move my head, kissing Erik's forehead

"I love you", I tell my baby

"I love you too", Yoongi tells him

"Joanne, we have to take the baby now", Dr. Lim says

"Already?", I panic

She nods, "Yes. He's going to have his first check up, we're going to clean him up and make him cute for you both."

I nod but I don't want to be away from him yet

A nurse comes over to take him and I reluctantly let her

"You're going to get a room and we'll bring him to you as soon as he's ready"

I nod, watching her take my baby away

Yoongi's hand is still in mine and I squeeze it

He smiles as he looks down at me, "You did great jagi"

"I couldn't have done it without you naekkeo"

"Hi Erik", Yoongi says as he holds his son

He leans down and gives me soft sweet kiss before the doctors come over to get me cleaned up

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He hasn't stopped staring at him since he picked Erik up

It's so cute

I'm taking so many pictures of him and Erik already

"I love you Erik. I'm going to protect you always"

I smile hearing him

As soon as the nurse brought Erik to our room, Yoongi immediately wanted to hold him

He took him and hasn't let go yet

He stops walking and sits on the bed with me

"You want to hold him jagi?"

I smile, "It's ok Yoongi. He was with me for nine months. I know you want to keep holding him, so it's ok"

"You sure?"

"Yeah naekkeo. I'll hold him in a little"

I watch him smile and baby talk Erik and it's so adorable

Yoongi hasn't stopped smiling since he laid eyes on him

"Yoongi", I call softly, holding up my phone

He looks up and when he sees me with the phone, he moves Erik to his other arm to pose with him

Yoongi's gorgeous smile breaks on his face and I snap the picture

Definitely printing that one out

The door opens, a nurse coming in the room

"Ready to try breast feeding?"

I nod

I'm a little scared, I heard that it hurts

Yoongi hand me Erik and I hold him close to my boob

"First you need to know if your baby is hungry"

I look at him and I can't tell

"The signs of hunger for a newborn are putting his hands to mouth, turning his head towards your breast. Or bottle if you choose that route. Other signs are puckers, smacks, or licks lips or has clenched hands"

That's a lot of information thrown at me right now

"I got it jagi", Yoongi says, holding his phone up

I see he has a note app open, typing on it

He's taking notes and it's so cute

The nurse takes Erik and asks me to take off the top of the hospital gown

Pulling it down, I feel my face get red as my scars are exposed

Yoongi is at my side immediately, running his fingers in my hair

"It's ok jagi", he says softly, calming me

I'm handed Erik back and the nurse further explains how to breastfeed him

"So first is he hungry?"

I look down at him

His hand is in his mouth

"Uh yes", I answer

She nods

I follow her steps as she says them, touching my nipple to his mouth

He opens his mouth and I pull him closer to my nipple

I thought I was supposed bring my nipple to him but no, I have to bring him to it

I help guide my nipple into his mouth and he gets a mouthful, closing his mouth and immediately starts sucking

I wince as a little pain occurs

"That's great. He latched on perfectly. If you get him on your breast this way every time you'll be fine with breastfeeding"

"Is it supposed to hurt?"

"Well only because your breast is tender. If it hurts other than that, then he latched on wrong"

Ok, well let's hope he never does that

"After twenty minutes, you can switch him to your other breast"

Twenty minutes?

"And how long should he be on that breast for?"

"Twenty minutes or so"

Forty minutes for breastfeeding?

Jesus

"Do that for now until you get used to his schedule. Try not to follow a strict time schedule, breast feeding between every two to four hours. But mainly follow his hunger schedule. His signs"

"What about when he's asleep?", Yoongi asks

"You can gently wake him up and feed him if he sleeps for more than four hours. He needs to gain the weight so it's ok to wake him"

Yoongi furiously types into his phone, while I hold Erik watching and cuddling him

"The signs for a baby being full is if his hands unclench or he pulls off your nipple on his own. Then you can burp him", she explains, "I'll be back in an hour and you can tell me how it goes"

"Alright. Thank you", I tell her

"No problem", she smiles, then leaves

Yoongi sits next to me, his arm around me and I lean my head on his shoulder

"Does it hurt jagi?"

"A little. I think my boobs are just tender like she said"

"Sensitive?", he teases

I nod

"Aww jagi", he coos, kissing my cheek

After twenty minutes, I shift him to my other nipple

I think he latched on good, still drinking

After ten minutes, Erik let's go on his own, his head Turing away from my breast

Guess he's done

Yoongi gets a cloth from his little crib and hands it to me

Putting it on my shoulder, I hold him upright, softly patting his back

It takes like five minutes then I hear a loud burp, Yoongi laughing

"That was so cute"

"He's so loud. Like his dad", I tease him

"I'm not that loud"

"Please Yoongi", I roll my eyes

I pay him for an extra minute, getting another burp

Moving him back into a cradle position, I take the clothes and wipe his mouth softly

I just look at my beautiful baby as I hold him, his brown eyes looking around

"Erik", I call softly, his eyes moving to me, "Hi baby"

He gurgles then starts looking around again

Yoongi reaches out and touches his hand

Erik immediately wraps his tiny hand around Yoongi's finger, a beautiful smile on Yoongi's face

"He's strong. Squeezing hard"

"Like his dad", I say, "He's beautiful like his dad too"

"And like his mom", he says, holding me tighter, "And he's super strong like his amazing mother"

I smile softly, feeling so warm inside from Yoongi's words

Erik's eyes slowly starts to close and within a minute he's asleep

"Look what we made", I whisper to Yoongi, looking at my gorgeous baby boy

"Yea jagi. We did good", he says

I nod, "Really good"

I feel completely happy with my two boys and I never want this feeling to end

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young-dumb-and-vaccinated · 3 years ago

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A Deafened Bard (Stephen Strange x Female!Reader) pt. 4

Empowered by wine and having faced her past, [F/N] ties up her final loose end and confesses her feelings for her Master.

Trigger warnings: alcohol, confronting abuser, abusive older sibling, implied parental abuse, implied emotional incest, blood, slight violence

With the warm feeling of mutual respect and understanding, you'd practically reached nirvana. But, as was a constant in your life, your happiness was just a momentary commercial-like blip. The wine was your hourglass.

Of course, the force equal and opposite to your hope for the future was your loose ends from the past. You could have honestly spent the rest of the evening mutually tipsy and laughing at each others' stupid jokes. But the universe had other plans for you.

"I know you implied that you weren't going to be around much anymore," you said, the alcohol bringing your disappointment to center stage. "But when the Borderlands movie comes out, will you go see it with me?"

Master Strange chuckled. "What's it about?"

"Like…" you searched around for any words. "Yeehaw, but in space."

"Like Star Wars?" He raised his eyebrows.

"No, no." You shook your head. "Think like Texas, but in outer space."

He paused. "Yeah, I'm gonna need you to explain that better when we sober up because all I'm picturing is Leia kissing Luke in Empire."

You snorted. "I said Texas, not Alabama."

"Okay, but what's the plot? Who are the characters?" He pressed. "Details, [F/N]."

"Are you Miss [F/N] [L/N]?" The waiter asked, tapping you gently on the shoulder.

You narrowed your eyes at him, mostly just to keep your vision straight. "That depends. Who's asking?"

The waiter opened his mouth but your drunken word association decided to speak first.

"Oh, sure sir!" You rambled. "I'm Alexander Hamilton, I'm at your service sir. I have been looking for you-"

"I'm getting nervous." Master Strange mumbled from across the table.

"He didn't give me a name, Miss." The exhausted waiter said before you could complete the entire musical as a one-woman show. "He just wants to meet you at the bar."

"But we're still waiting on our bread pudding." You said. "And I really don't trust him not to eat it all if it comes and I'm not there."

"Ouch." Master Strange laughed.

"Please, the man at the bar insisted he talk to you." The waiter said, hurriedly. "He seems like he's on a ledge."

"Wait." You put your hand up. "Is this guy, like, five eleven? Slightly wavy hair? Scar on his right cheek?"

"That would be the man, yes." He nodded timidly.

You slid your chair back and abruptly stood up. Smiling cordially at your master, you excused yourself.

"Excuse me, Stephen." You said in a sickeningly sweet voice. Emboldened by the alcohol, you stood up straight. "I have a loose end that I need to push off a ledge."

Sure as fuck and shit, sitting at the bar was Jason. Hardly five foot eleven, greasy haired, pedo-stached Private Jason [L/N].

"[F/N]." He tried to disarm you with a smile. "You look well."

You placed all your weight on one leg and folded your arms. You let the silence speak for you as you glared daggers through his soul.

He cleared his throat. "Coach Malcolm told me you were in town."

"Right." You said through gritted teeth. "Because New Orleans is such a small, unpopulated nowhere-town that some washed-up high school football coach can find anyone without trying.”

Jason sighed. "He was worried about you."

"Just because he slept with mom doesn't make him dad." You rolled your eyes.

"He was right." He eyed you up and down. "You really do look like her."

You wretched. “I’m choosing to ignore the implications of that.”

“Why are you here?” He asked, as if he had any right whatsoever to do so when he was the one intruding on your dinner.

"I wanted brisket. Now why did you pull me away from dinner with my ma-" you cut yourself off before reaching the end of the syllable. You could write it off as drunken forgetfulness. "Dinner with my boss?"

"You need to come home." He said, plainly.

"Well, well, well." You snorted, leaning against the bar for balance. "How the turntables."

Jason frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nevermind." You folded your arms. "The irony would be wasted on you."

"[F/N]." His voice hardened. "When you said we'd never see you again, mom didn't actually think-"

"That after letting you ruin my life, I'd want to stay as far away from you as possible?" You finished, anger calibrating your drunken mind.

Jason growled like the petulant crybaby he was. "Do you want me to apologize? Admit that I was wrong?”

"Too little, too late." You spat, getting up from the bar stool.

He grabbed your wrist before you could leave for the dining room, sending you into immediate panic mode.

“[F/N].” He nearly shouted. “Please. For mom.”

You snatched your wrist from his grip, your face contorting into a scowl. “I have no mom. And I have no brother.”

Your well-earned statement of independence triggered Jason’s spoiled only-son instincts. In the absence of drywall to punch, he slammed his fist against the bar. “God fucking damnit, [F/N]!”

He picked up a rocks glass, white-knuckle gripping it and chucking it in your direction. You braced yourself for impact. When the impact didn’t happen, you opened your eyes and saw the glass suspended in the air just a few inches from your face. As quickly as it stopped, it fell straight down and hit the tiles with a resounding smash.

“What the fuck-?” Jason said, meeting eyes with the other diners to confirm that it did just happen. Nobody seemed to notice the metaphysical anomaly, however, and just went back to eating their dinner.

“[F/N], there you are!”

A hand found your shoulder and pulled you in close. You breathed in the familiar scent of your master, thanking the powers that be that he decided to intervene before Jason could reach peak temper tantrum.

“Stephen!” You took his hand and squeezed it tightly. He took you protectively under his arm.

“Come on, buttercup.” His thumb drew comforting lines across your shoulder as he spoke. You appreciated the slightly-more-romantic take on your usual nickname. “Your bread pudding is getting cold.”

“Hey, man,” Jason objected. “I don’t want any trouble--”

“Trouble?” Master Strange raised his eyebrows, a threatening edge to his voice. His eyes fell to the ground and he nudged a shard of glass under the bar.

Jason took a step back, then yelped in pain. He quickly removed his shoe, only to find that beneath his blood-soaked sock, a piece of broken rocks glass was embedded in his foot.

"How'd that get in there?" You whispered, giving his hand a squeeze.

"How did you-?" Jason stammered, switching his gaze from the gash to your master. "You-"

"Eeugh, that looks painful." He said through a cringe.

You held back a sadistic laugh at your bleeding brother's expense. "You said the bread pudding was here?"

He held out his arm for you. "I'll lead the way, my dearest."

Two orders of bread pudding and a few glasses of dessert wine later, you were still laughing.

"That fucking troglodyte just ran out crying." You said between ugly laughs. "He probably wanted his mommy to kiss his booboo."

"I don't usually like getting involved in other people's personal shit," he began. "But that was fun."

"Thank you for having my back out there." You said, sincerely. "You didn't have to pretend to be my boyfriend."

"Oh, come on." He chuckled. "That's the fun part. If you can't make it fun, it's just petty revenge."

"Revenge is fun." You admitted, through a poorly-timed yawn. "Even if it's just petty."

He smiled warmly at you. He leaned over the table and brushed a stray blade of hair from your face. "Sleepy?"

You begrudgingly nodded your head. "The wine isn't helping."

"I don't think the cast of Hamilton would appreciate a wine-drunk [F/N] upstaging them from the audience." He suggested. "What if we just went home?"

You nodded. There was nowhere else you'd rather be as long as he was by your side.

You noticed as you wandered aimlessly back into the New York sanctum that you were once again compelled to the piano. Perhaps you were emboldened by the alcohol; finally ready to perform with your inhibitions dulled.

"God damn it." You cursed, sitting down on the piano bench. "We were right next to the Southern Candymakers and I didn't pick up any cherry licorice ropes."

"That can be rectified." Master Strange said, hands shakily reaching to open the eye.

"No, stop." You laughed, grabbing the eye. "Put the time stone down."

"I don't suppose you have the energy for a song?" He asked, taking a seat next to you.

You held up one finger and smiled evilly. "Pick one."

He cringed. "I don't think I can."

"Come on." You swiveled around and your fingers hovered over the keys. "What do you want to hear?"

"Dealer's choice." He smiled, kindly. "Whatever is on your mind."

"That is a door that once opened, cannot be closed." You said, only half-jokingly. "Are you sure?"

"Positive." He nodded. "Show me what's going on in that head of yours."

He asked for it. He really did ask for it. You had no choice but to provide.

Your fingers slowly danced across the keys. You resisted the temptation to embellish-- there would be time for that later.

"I used to hear a simple song,

That was until you came along--

Now in its place is something new

I hear it when I look at you."

Were you really doing this? Confessing your feelings for your master through a gratuitous piano song? You felt the tightness in your stomach loosen with every note that passed; it was honest. It was real.

"With simple songs I wanted more

Perfection is so quick to bore.

You are more beautiful by far--

Our flaws are who we truly are."

You almost tripped over the last few words and overcompensated with little runs and grace notes to give the simple melody a little flourish. You began to crescendo, mentally preparing yourself for the outpouring of emotions that the next verse would be. You wanted to conjure an entire orchestra. Then you could show him the extent of your feelings. But you were just one out-of-practice pianist with two hands.

You gave it all you had to give.

"I used to hear a simple song-"

You projected as much as you could without shouting. One hand kept steady on the low tones while the other flew between keys, pounding out a series of short but rounded triplets.

"That was until you came along,"

You weren't quite sure of what your fingers were doing anymore. You were either operating on autopilot or you'd lost control of your body entirely. But it was beautiful.

"You took my broken melody-"

The world caved in around you, but you would go down like the band on the titanic. If this was your last song ever, you were determined to make it a performance worthy of the name.

"And now I hear a symphony-!"

You just couldn't help yourself. You unleashed the depths of your vocal range and projected up to the high heavens while you still had the good sense to forget you were confined to four walls.

"And now, I hear…" the words tumbled from your mouth as the last bits of air trickled from your lungs. "A symphony."

You stopped to catch your breath. Insecurity and fear returned alongside oxygen.

Why the hell did you do that?! Your conscience shouted. Now that he knows you have feelings for him, he's going to throw you out.

You turned around, and with some reluctance, asked. "What did you think?"

Whatever far-off world you inhabited while singing, he must have visited while listening to you sing. His eyes were fixed on the palm of his hand--

--where the goddamn watch was resting.

"Sorry," He lifted his head, revealing a face full of pain. "It was beautiful. You're incredible."

His words rang hollow. You weren't on his mind at all. You just scored his flashback. A horrible reality finally began to settle. It would never be you. It was and always would be Christine.

The mirror dimension was like a pane of two-way glass; you could see what was happening in the real world, but nobody in the real world could see you. All you wanted to do was quietly slip into the mirror dimension for a little cathartic late-night piano playing without waking anyone up. You hadn't even gotten to the bridge of On My Own when Master Strange suddenly appeared.

Your face drained of all color and you slammed the piano shut. You stumbled to apologize for waking him up. Then you made up some bullshit story about why you were working through the "forever alone" playlist you made in 9th grade. But he didn’t see you. A thin dimensional veil separated you.

You didn't mean to eavesdrop. You really didn't. But he looked so irreparably miserable. He sat in his chair, the Eye of Agamotto in one hand and the watch in the other. A glass of whiskey sat coaster-less on the table beside him.

"Why did you put a piano in the library?" Said Wong, effectively ripping Master Strange from his state of meditative misery.

Master Strange was affronted by his crass boldness, but not surprised. "Entirely to piss you off. You're welcome."

Wong approached the chair and looked over his shoulder. "You know, Sorcerers Supreme of the past have given up their earthly possessions. To represent their severance from the material and devotion to the spiritual."

"Interesting." He said, drawing out the vowel sounds to convey his frustration. He took a long swig of whiskey. For what felt like five solid minutes, he stared at the watch and said nothing.

"How long has it been?" Wong lowered his head in respect.

"Exactly two years today." He said, as if he'd been waiting for someone to ask all day.

"And how much have you had?" Wong asked, eyeing the half-empty bottle of cheap whiskey.

"Enough enough to make a really bad idea seem palatable." He admitted, taking another swig of whiskey.

The side of Wong's mouth turned up into a smirk. "Famous last words."

Master Strange swirled the whiskey and watched it circle the glass. "Could you oversee [F/N]'s training if I decide to pursue said bad idea?"

"I don't want to encourage any impulsive decisions that may be in the very near future, but," Wong sighed. "If it comes to it, sure."

"She's the only thing keeping me here, y'know." Master Strange admitted, drunken candor in full swing. "[F/N]."

"If the responsibility of taking on an apprentice is the only thing standing between you and descending into murderous madness," Wong raised his eyebrows. "Might I suggest taking on a few more?"

"It's not that." Master Strange shook his head. "It's… her. She makes me happy. Like, the kind of happiness I felt when I was with Christine."

Your heart straight-up stopped beating and plopped out of your chest. You shut the lid over the keys and slid to the edge of the bench.

"And that's why I have to leave."

The emotional whiplash that came with these two connected clauses was dizzying. From the look on Wong's face, you could tell he was just as confused.

"I, too, like to run away from things that make me happy." The sarcasm in his voice was thick as molasses and cut like a knife. "Because that is a perfectly reasonable and not-at-all insane thing to do."

"Shut up." Master Strange waved his hand dismissively in Wong's direction. "You know what I mean."

"I don't, actually." He shook his head. "But who am I to question the will of the Sorcerer Supreme?"

"The Sorcerer Supreme's best friend, maybe?" Master Strange shrugged. "And, like, 90% of the Sorcerer Supreme's impulse control?"

"Well, I'm going to start the kettle." Wong said with a quiet impatience. "I suggest you come along before you do something... reckless."

He peered at the time stone and tightened his grip on the watch. He had a decision to make.

#doctor strange #doctor strange x you #doctor strange x reader #stephen strange #stephen strange x you #stephen strange x reader #stephen strange x apprentice #apprentice yn #reader insert #marvel reader insert #marvel what if #what if marvel

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freakynct · 5 years ago

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「 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟏 」

— 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐 | 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟑 —

warnings: church boy!mark, unprotected sex, praising, dirty talk, public sex, slight corruption kink, fingering and degradation if you squint

every week you would patiently wait for sunday to roll around, the day when you would wear that cute white dress, slightly too short for the ocasion, which would make your mom throw a cardigan over your shoulders to compensate for the skin exposure, and you would do your hair and makeup all pretty even tho you knew that mark was going to fuck you so good that all of that would go to waste. but you still did it, because you knew how much his eyes sparkled and darkened when he saw you all pretty for him.

you saw mark at the end of the hall next to his dad when you and your parents entered church, everyone sitting down waiting for the mass to start. his eyes met yours and you could see a little smirk forming of his lips, making you rub your thighs together at the anticipation.

"i'm gonna go sit in the back with my friends, ok?" you asked your parents already walking towards the seats in the back. "ok, but i don't want you playing around while the mass is going, you hear me?" your mom almost shouted at you and you just replied with a simple "yes mom", watching them finally settling down in their seats.

you weren't going to meet any friends, it was just an excuse to wait for mark so you could escape in the middle of the ceremony to go somewhere quieter. and so it was, a few minutes after the mass had started you felt mark sitting down next to you. you didn't look at him, focusing on what his dad, the pastor, was saying but he grabbed your hand that was placed next to you on the seat, his thumb gently rubbing over your skin.

"you look beautiful." he whispered, his lips getting closer to your ear. "you really know what turns me on, don't you?" you almost jumped from your seat when you felt his hand slowly going up your thigh, lifting the hem of your dress in the process. oh you knew. you knew he loved this dress and this was exactly what you wanted.

"i missed you." you whispered softly, finally turning your head to look in his eyes, your lips almost touching due to the fact that he was still leaning over you. his eyes darkened at your words and he grabbed your hand again, both of you getting up and exiting the building carefully so no one would see you.

mark pushed your back so hard against the concrete wall that you had to close your eyes for a second and he took advantage, kissing you so desperately, groaning when he saw the string of spit that connected your lips to his when he pulled away. his hand went under the skirt of your dress, feeling the wetness on your cotton panties with the tip of his fingers.

"i see you've been thinking about me." he chuckled, rubbing your clit over the fabric, a whine coming out of your mouth. "everybody thinks you're such a good girl. i wish they could see what a slut you really are, soaking your panties just from thinking about fucking the pastor's son." you let out a louder moan when you felt two of his fingers pushing your underwear aside, easing their way through your folds, pumping them at a painfully slow pace.

you threw your arms over his shoulders, trying to pull him closer to you, the back of your head resting on the wall behind you, moaning and whimpering at the feeling of his long fingers inside of you, but you wanted more. "m-mark..." you whined and he smirked, looking at your fucked out expression. he slowly took his fingers out of you and grabbed your chin so you would part your lips, allowing him to push his fingers, covered in your juices, inside your mouth. you sucked on them immediately, hearing a soft grunt coming from mark. "god, i can't wait to have you cumming on my cock." you clenched your thighs at the thought.

he grabbed your waist and turned you around, your hands flat on the wall for balance. he bunched your dress around your waist and slid your panties down your legs, putting them inside the pocket of his pants. they would keep him company during the week when he couldn't be with you, just until next sunday, when he would be able to touch you again. you heard him unbuckling his belt and you looked around, nervous but excited at the thought of having someone walking in on you. fucking outside in the back of the church wasn't the smartest idea but it turned you on, made you feel naughty which you never were. mark interrupted your thoughts by slamming his cock inside of you, stretching you out around him. you bit your bottom lip hard, trying not to scream at the feeling of him fitting inside you perfectly.

"f-fuck baby, you're always so tight." he moaned, sliding your hair out of the way, exposing your neck to his lips, leaving wet kisses all over the skin while he slowly started moving inside you, the feeling so good that you rolled your eyes back, resting your head on his shoulder. mark's hands grabbed your hips tightly and he moved slightly to get more confortable which made his cock touch your sweet spot, catching you of guard, a loud whine leaving your lips. you quickly covered your mouth with your hand and mark chuckled. "does that feel good, baby? s-shit... if you keep clenching around me like that i'm gonna cum." he groaned with his lips still pressed against your shoulder. his arm came around you and his fingers started circling your clit, so fast that the feeling made you light headed for a second.

"m-mark... i... mark i think i'm g-gonna." and you were coming undone around his cock, body quivering from how strong it hit you, your hand coming down to hold his wrist, his fingers still working on your clit, guiding you through your orgasm.

"b-baby, i think i'm coming too." mark moaned and you could feel how his thrusts were getting sloppy, your eyes widening when you remembered he wasn't wearing a condom.

"you can't come inside me!" you turned your head to try and look at him but his eyes were closed in pure bliss and you realized how cute he looked when he was about to cum, the bad boy persona fading away.

"i'll just come on your b-back." he responded but you couldn't get your dress dirty, what would your parents say if they saw your back stained. his cock twitched inside you and you were quick to pull him away, hearing him gasp when he suddenly felt empty, looking at you confused.

you turned around and quickly dropped to your knees, opening your mouth. "come in my mouth." was all you said before seeing mark furrowing his eyebrows and biting on his bottom lip, his hand coming down to stroke at this cock.

"you'll be the death of me, baby." he moaned, the sound so sweet in your ears that you let a small smile appear of your lips. he let his cock enter your mouth just slightly and you sucked on the tip and soon enough you were feeling the thick warm liquid filling your throat and mouth, being careful not to let anything slip out. he pulled away when he was done and you swallowed everything, gaining a grunt from his part.

you quickly got up as soon as you heard the church bells ringing, indicating that the mass was over. your eyes widened and you pulled your dress down, trying to fix your your hair and makeup to the best of your habilities while mark was busy tucking his cock and shirt inside of his pants again. "fuck, my mom is going to kill me if she sees that i'm gone!" you said now walking towards the front of the church in a hurry, mark following right behind you.

"wait!" he shouted, grabbing your wrist and turning you around, his lips slamming against yours for a passionate but slow kiss and you melted in his embrace. he pulled away when he heard the sound of the main door opening and everyone started to get out, distracted talking to each other. unfortunately your mom and dad were already rushing your way, anger visible in their faces and you cursed mentally.

"where were you, y/n?!" your mom shouted, stopping right in front of you and mark.

you were about to make an excuse but mark beat you at it. "mrs. y/l/n, y/n wasn't feeling well so i took her outside to get some fresh air. i'm so sorry if i made her miss the mass but i didn't want her to throw up inside, you know?" you looked at mark and saw how his facial features had changed completely now that he was standing in front of your parents, almost like when he was about to cum, minus the moaning and orgasm face. his eyes were big, almost puppy-like and he just looked so innocent and cute, you couldn't help but smile and so did your mom.

"oh, don't worry mark. thank you for taking care of our daughter. sometimes i wish she was more like you." she leaned to him to whisper the last part and they giggled as if you were not just standing there next to them. "tell your dad that the mass was great, ok son?" your dad patted him in the back and mark flinched a little, almost as if he was terrified of your dad's touch which he probably was, considering what he had just done to his daughter.

everyone waved goodbye and as you were walking to the car you turned around, seeing mark staring at you with a smirk on his face. you looked down and you saw how he had pulled a part of your white cotton panties from his pocket, only now realizing that you weren't wearing underwear all this time. you made eye contact with mark, blushing, and he winked at you, turning around and walking towards his dad.

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mysinsforbts · 4 years ago

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Be careful what you wish for~

(HAPPY BIRTHDAY Namjoon!~ 💜)

Dom! Namjoon lion hybird x Sub! (female) reader

Semi Hybrid au, Friends to lovers

Rating: 18+

About: Namjoon and you always had been friends because your parents knew each other, you played together in the sand, went to school together, studied together but you had no idea that you also would spend your lives together. As you and Namjoon became roomates, things start to get serious. He noticed his crush on you, while you had to deal with his heat and your hormones. You kept your fellings a secret, while he acts without thinking. Holidays were happening and than Namjoons heat broke out.

Warnings: semi angst, mentioning of death, cursing, Smut, dirty talk, masturbation, vaginal fingering, oral (female), possessive behavior, bareness, ass spanking, hickeys, marking, biting, breeding kink, Dom!Namjoon, Sub!Reader, Daddy kink, begging, teasing, overstimulation, squirting, size kink, window sex, Semi publix sex, rough sex, eye contact, (It's just a lot okay lol) (Let me know when I forgot something~)

(I hope the time-jumps aren't to bad! Sorry for gramma mistakes! Please enjoy~ 💜)

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"Y/N meet Namjoon, today is his birthday so be nice to him okay?", is what your mom told you back than. You saw a boy maybe 8 years old, wachting a tv show. Carefully walking towards him and sitting next to him you said, "Hello, what are you watching?". The birthday boy turned smiling to you, "Friends", he said before mustering you interesterd in who you are and where you came from. His dimples catched your eyes and you decided you liked them. "Do.. do you want to watch with me?", he asked gently, smiling at you. You nodded and turned to the tv. 'I like him!', you thought.

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>> 7 years later <<

You went up the stairs infront of Namjoons house and ringed the bell at the door. A bit later a boy, 15 years old came out, still looking tired, "I couldn't even finish my coffee. Why are you so stressed today Y/N?", joonie, your best friend asked. You laughed and pulled out a book from your bag, giving it to him, "Happy Birthday Joonie. Isn't that the book you always wanted to read?". As he took the book from your hands, you saw him smiling. His dimpels, that you liked so much were showing. Before noticing what's happening, joonie hugged you, "GOSH! Thank you so much! I mean it Y/N! I couldn't find that book anywhere, where did you buy it?? No! Don't tell me! I-", as he rambled on, hugging you tightly a sound of a dump was heard. Than you realised the book had fallen down in the rain, "No! No! Shit!", you heard him curse while letting you go, picking the book up and running, in a hurry, back in his house to dry it.

You stood outside and laughed. 'I like him so much', you thought.

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>> 6 years later <<

You moved out of the car and brought the last bag up the stairs, putting it infront of your door. Thanks to your university you had to move farther away from home. But finding something for you was difficult, everything was expensive. Than your smart best friend, Joonie had the idea to share one apartment as roomates. At the beginning you weren't sure about the idea, after all you had a crush on Namjoon since the last year of highschool. Beeing around him 24/7 would be hard on you. But your parents had other ideas. "Thank you for helping me", you smiled at your parents, who got back in the car. "No problem honey~ Don't worry to much, as long as it's with Namjoon there is nothing wrong with it!", your mum loved Joonie, but is that a suprise? Namjoon is handsome,tall, smart, funny and friendly. No other boy that you had met was like him. "Thats right! Namjoon is smart, he can help you with your studies and he promised me to take good care of you. From man to man!", your dad laughed at his last comment. Your mum just sighed and looked at you, with a nod that you should go. You said goodbye and went up the stairs. As you came to a hold infront of your door, you noticed that your bag was already inside. A shock overcame you and you opened the door to your apartment. In that bag was Joonie's birthday present, what if he breaks it??

You closed the door and walked in the living room, with the small kitchen. So in panic you just ran through the room and bumped into Namjoon's back, who made coffee. He got scared and looked at you confused, catching your shoulders so you didn't fall, "What are you doing?", he asked with a teasing smirk on his face. "Where is the bag? The bag that was infront of the door?", you rambled and looked around for it. Joonie looked at you concerned before answering,"In your room, but why-". Not letting him finish you just ran off in your room, checking on the bag. Well it looked fine.. Namjoon kneed next to you. Looking concered at you, than at your bag, "Why did something got stolen?". Busy opening your bag and taking the 'thing', which was wrapped into paper out. You sighed and shook your head. Carefully opening the paper and looking at the beautiful candle glass that you bought for Joonie. It was exactly his style and would fit perfectly to him."I thought it would break. I was so scared that it would shatter", you looked up at him and laughed, "No offense Joonie".His eyebrow raised as he laughed than too. Shaking his head he stood up and walked back into the kitchen, "I made coffee precious, come here have some~", the birthday boy said. 'Precious' that was your nickname from him since highschool. You loved it, it made your heart beat faster.

Standing up while taking the candle glass and the card you wrote for him with you, you walked back into the kitchen. Joonie put the cups down on the table and sat on one of the chairs. You sat down too and smiled at him, "Happy Birthday Joonie", gently you put the candle glass on the table. "I also wrote something for you, read it later~", you nodded towards the card while taking a sip from the coffee. Enjoying to see his dimples after such a long while. After highschoole ended and the holidays started you hadn't really seen each other, but now you would see each other everyday. Of course you were excited and so happy to have him around, but also very nervous. Joonie walked around the table and hugged you, hiding his face in your neck, "Thank you! This candle glass is so beautiful. How do you always know what I like?". You felt him smelling your neck, it was nothing new. After all he was a lion hybrid, what you forgot sometimes since you never talked about it openly. Namjoon didn't like talking about it. All you knew about him in this subject, you knew from his mother. Namjoon's mother was a kindhearted person. She trusted you and knew you liked his son but she also knew that it was difficult to be together with a hybrid, since they have to find the right partner to be with them forever. So what if you weren't the right one? Would Namjoon be unhappy than?

That is why his mother told you everything. She wasn't his real mum. His parents adopted him as he still was a hybrid baby. Joonie didn't know his real parents. He also never had friends besides you. His mother was thankful for everytime you protected him as he got bullied in school. Namjoons live wasn't easy. It never had been easy. Neither was it easy as his mother got in a bad accident 2 years ago. Since her death he became a lot quieter and more serious. But to you he seems still the same, he hasn't changed much while beeing with you.

Of course he hasn't, you were his light. You made his live happier. But you never saw those looks he gave you, the looks of someone who also liked you.

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>> Today <<

It already has been 1 year since Namjoon and you lived as roomates together and nothing changed. Actually a lot changed. You two were still best friends but closer than ever. Namjoon also met new friends. 6 boys, who did go to the same university as you do. You already met them, they're all nice, funny hybrids. 'Crazy what kind of suprises live throws at you sometimes', you always thought thinking back on how they met.Namjoon wanted to join the music club since he always had a talent for writing lycris and rapping, and so did the other 6 boys. Out of different reasons, but they all had the same goal. Wanting to make music,wanting to do what they love. You also met 'army' your best friend next to Joonie. Army and you went almost to every class together and decided to become friends. Often you all spend time together.

But now we had holidays, everyone had their own time to kill. Army went home to her parents. Some of the boys were here, some of them went home. Namjoon and you spend time together in your apartment. Like now..

It still was before noon but you sat happily chating at the table, eating your breakfast. "Did you read that book already that I gave to you last month?", he asked while slurping on his coffee. You tilted your head, "You mean the one about the 'map of the soul'? Didn't I give that back to you? Saying it was to complicated?", you took another bite from your pancake."Ahh true! You did.. But listen Y/N it isn't that complicated! Look it's just about the shadow,the ego and-", joonie tried to explain but you cut him off with a giggle."What??", he asked now pouting. You leaned over the table and caressed through his hair, "I know you're smart and you love theorys and storylines but I'm very bad at that. You should know Joonie~". Than you stood up and started to clean the kitchen. Namjoon stood up and hugged you from behind, hiding his face in your neck, "You're smart too! Let me help you precious~". You could feel your heart beat faster but tried to sound normal, "Please do~", giggling nervously you continued to wash the dishes. One thing that hasn't changed, was your crush on Namjoon. It got even worse, you were actually so in love with him.

Tomorrow was his birthday. You had to plan something special. So while laying on the couch in the living room you were so lost in your thoughts, that you didn't realise how Joonie cuddled next to you. Laying his head on your chest, hugging you gently he looked at you. Just enjoying your calming nature, your warmth and your whole beeing. You were his safe place, you were always there. You were his home, so it was just normal that he wondered what you could be thinking about. Everytime he looked at you, his heart were going crazy. You were his Love. Opening your eyes, you felt Joonie softly breathing against your neck. You both must have fallen asleep. Laying one hand on his back, you started to caresses over his back muscles. Than all of sudden you heard him growl and grab your hand in his, "Don't tease me!". You laughed in his ear, "Is someone ticklish here?", while caressing over Joonies back with your other hand. He got up on his knees and tried to grab your other hand. Noticing it before he could act, you moved your hand above you. Namjoon tried to grab after it again and started to laugh as he missed. "To slow~", you teased him and pushed his hand away. Trying to get your other hand free in the progess you pushed him slightly off the couch. As Joonie looked at you with his 'death' glare you bursted into giggels and laughs. The wrestle fight between you two continued for a few minutes longer, as like almost everytime something awkward happened.

The two of you had so much fun wrestling, enjoyed the laughs from the other that you didn't notice how close you two had become. Yours were so close to Namjoon's face that you could feel his breath on your cheek. One wrong move and it was done. Joonie finally managed to grab both your hands and grinned like a child that just got sweets, as he noticed the feeling of his lips. They were pressing against something. You stopped to giggel and just layed there, not moving at all. Your brain had left the chat. Your heart was out of control. You two kissed. Without a second thought you closed your eyes, not wanting to meet those of your crush yet. Scared what you would see, scared how he would react. Unsure about what to do you didn't make a move. Than you felt how Joonie's lips continued to kiss yours, it felt gently, soft with a bit of insecurity. Your heart jumped happily and made you kiss him back in the same way. Namjoon still held your hands in his, now pressing them over your head. It didn't hurt, it felt good, dangerously good.

After a few seconds of passionatly making out you heard Namjoons phone go off, that layed on the kitchen table. Both shocked, acting like children they just got caught by their parents doing something forbidden you jumped apart. Joonie stood up, the blush on his face clearly visible, "U-Uh..Sorry Y/N..I..I will look who it is", he said, quickly walking over to take his phone call and to stop the annoying ringtone. As Namjoon was out of the room your brain started to work again. 'WHAT JUST HAPPENED??', you asked yourself,slight panic overcame your body and you stood up. You needed a shower now! You just took your towel with you and went to the bathroom. While opening and closing the door you were so busy thinking how to behave infront of your best friend now, you forgot to lock the door.

'Best Friends huh?', you thought while starting the warm water. 'What are we now? Best friends don't do this kind of stuff! Maybe Best friends with benefits?..No No! We didn't go that far!’, while showering your mind all of sudden started to imagine Namjoon's body infront of your eyes. You saw him a few times walking around without a shirt, he looked so good. Those arm muscles were something else. You often thought about him lifting you up, pressing you against the wall, fucking you against the-.. 'STOP! Get it together Y/N! You can't go crazy just because of one kiss!', you shook your head, trying to forget those thoughts. 'Well it was more like a make out not just a kiss! But his lips felt so soft and the way his strong hand was holding both of mine..', you sighed and almost got teary eyed. You still had no idea how to look in Namjoon's eyes ever again. Lord.. this was so awkward.

After you were done you moved out of the shower door, grabbing the towel. Suddenly the bathroom door opened and a shirtless, just in boxers Joonie was standing there. Mouth agape, eyes almost falling out, blinking a few times and not moving. He just stared at you.

You stared back at him, forgetting you were naked. You couldn't help but to check this fine man out. He was perfect, from his hair to his legs. Namjoon always had a beautiful body. You knew since you saw him back in highschool on the pool. Oh boy, you never would forget this day. The day your crush on Namjoon almost got exposed. Back than you thought it was just a crush, it would go away soon. That was why you behaved openly about it, lucky for you Namjoon was still oblivious back than. He never noticed the looks you gave him, the compliements you made him or the way you got jelaous over other girls. On that pool day you were so excited to see Namjoon shirtless without it beeing weird or awkward. But that feeling was short lived as you saw another girl make out with him in the corner. All your hope got shattered in one second. You didn't know what you had expected, you were just a friend.

Later on you didn't talk to Joonie for 3 days. He always wanted to talk to you, worried what was wrong but you avoided him. After a week you slowly talked again and everything was normal. From him you got to know about his first heat and that he had it with that girl he made out in the pool. You came to the conclusion never to speak about your feelings to him. You weren't a virgin either so you couldn't blame him.

You lost your virginity to one of your friends, Namjoon's friend. Hoseok. He knew about your love towards Namjoon. Everytime you got hurt Hoseok was there. One day, you were so down from seeing Namjoom with this girl that you were crying in a corner were nobody saw you. But someone did. Someone saw you. For someone you were all he could see. To Hoseok you were a Sunshine, beautiful, bright and all he could see. Hoseok found you in that dark, lonely corner and helped you out of it, out of that party. Well, after that Hoseok helped you to make Namjoon jelaous but instead of solving your crush, you slept with Hoseok and had a short realtionship with him. 3 months than it also was over because Namjoon lost his mother. Of course you were at his side, day and night, 24/7, not caring for anyone else at that time. You didn't even care for yourself. You were starving for him. It was unhealthy, Namjoon felt horrible and so did you. All that came to your mind as you saw Joonie standing there shirtless.

Step. Step. Step. You heard Namjoon moving towards you but you didn't move. Paralyzed from the emotions you felt. Frustration,shy, sad but also hot. It was so hot, you could feel how your clit pulsed. "You will catch a cold precious~", joonie said in a soft but deeper voice than usually. He wrapped the towel around you and started to dry your hair gently. Not saying anything else, just helping you calm down, finding your braincells again. "Didn't you bring clothes to change?", he asked looking at you. You shook your head, holding the towel tighter against your body. Joonie laughed, "You're so cute.. I will bring you clothes, wait here~", he said while walking out of the bathroom. Sitting down on the bathtub you waited for him to come back. 'Did I just get horny from him seeing me naked?', you thought, feeling yourself get wet. You couldn't help yourself but to let one hand wander under the towel, caressing over your wet pussy. Playing a bit with your clit, not thinking about Namjoon who could come in any second. You were so turned on. As you heard the door opened you moved your hand quickly back to the towel, looking the most innocent as possible.

"Here, wear that. Its mine.. but I didn't know what to bring you.. all I could find was panties and some socks", joonie stuttered while holding towards you a white shirt and some boxers. "T-They are washed and comfy..", he said while looking at you smiling a bit. You took them and smiled back, "Thank you~". Than you just stared at each other. You didn't wanted him to leave but also didn't wanted to make the situation more weird than it already was. "C-Can I.. Can I help you?", he asked all of sudden while scratching the back of his neck. Looking shy, so adorable. At your confused look he repeated himself more clearly, "Can I help you.. putting your clothes on?". Your mind went blank but you nodded. 'What?', you asked yourself at the same time. 'No! Not now.. I need to go to my room', you bit your lip but your body didn't move a bit. As soon as you felt Namjoon's hands on your shoulders you threw every thought of not wanting this out of the window. You wanted him to touch you. Namjoon carefully started to dry your back with the towel until he reached your ass. Without asking he just grabbed your ass in his big hands and massaged them dry too. "Turn around", he whispered in your ear, his voice gave your chills it sounded so deep. Listening to him you turned around, now your face against his chest. Your eyes looked away to not get caught of beeing horny af.

Namjoon started to dry your shoulders and moved down, grabbing your breasts through the towel and gently rubbing them dry. You tried your best to act normal but failed, as a moan past your lips as he massaged your nippels through the towel. Namjoon didn't stop, he rubbed your stomatch dry and moved down to your thighs, leaving the rest of your body visible.

Biting your lip at the sight you had, Namjoon kneed infront of your thighs, on the same height as your pussy was. The thought alone of him eating you out, almost made you moan again. He rubbed your legs dry and than all off sudden you heard a growl and felt his head pushing between your thighs.

'He is a hybrid! Of course he would smell it!', than it came to you. That's why he was acting like this. Namjoon was about to go in his heat. That all makes sense now. But before you could give it more thought you felt backwards, almost falling into the bathtub. You catched yourself against the wall and couldn't help but to let out another moan. Joonie started to lick against your clit. If you didn't stop him he would eat you out and for sure regret it later. Hybrids in heat tend to lose theirselves in their lust and desire. But that wasn't as easy as you thought, since you were wet as well. Your body screamed for more.

"You taste so good Y/N~ Your smell drives me crazy! Let me have more?", joonie leaned away, looking up at you with blown eyes. Before you could answer you felt one of his fingers gently push into your hole, "You're so wet without me doing anything. You want this too right?". Than he removed his finger and brought it back up to his lips and licked it. "Mhh~", he sucked on it, smirking as he was standing up. Your eyes were now on the perfect height with his crotch. The outline of his semi hard cock was already visible on his boxers. "See? You did this to me Y/N! Since 1 year you tease me and made me wait. But I can't wait anymore! I want to have you as mine~ Please let me have you?", Namjoon asked while rubbing his hand against the outline of his cock. What should you do? You wanted him, like he wanted you. Your hole was clenching now that it had a taste of what it could have. Taking a deep breath you made your descion, "Let's move to the bed first okay Joonie? I'm a bit uncomfortable here~", you said while trying to stand up.

Namjoons ears, that caught your eyes now like how for the first time you saw them, twitched up at your words. Your struggle of standing up ended as his two strong, buff arms lifted you up and carried you out of the bathroom. Your legs moved around his, as you hugged him and enjoyed the touch. You could smell his perfuem, he smelled so good.

Than you felt a spank at your bare ass, "Don't get to comfortable there princess~", he teased, half growled while walking into his room, not closing the door. Namjoon carried you over towards his bed, on the window. He dropped you and leaned over you, starting to kiss you again. This time it felt different, it felt wanted, desired and passionated. You closed your eyes and kissed him back, laying your arms around his back. Caressing through his hair you felt his lips move down your neck, kissing it, sucking it and leaving a few hickeys on it. Than he kissed down your chest, leaving hickeys here and there too, while Joonie's hands gently massaged your breasts, circeling your nippels. The moment you felt a tug on one of your nippels you moaned and qickly bit your lip afterwards. You enjoyed that feeling so much that your nippels got hard, rubbing your thighs together and moaning as he pressed his lips to one of your breasts, sucking on the nippel. You tossed your head from one side to the other. Joonie's lips felt so good on your skin. You loved beeing marked, you loved beeing his.

After all this years, where you made yourself cum over and over again while imagine this situation, you finally could make it reality. You for sure looked fucked out, eyes blown wide, hair messed up, hickeys everywhere, nippels hard and your pussy was dripping wet.

"P-Please more Joonie~", you whined as he still played with your nippels. Namjoon looked up to you and what he saw made his dick just harder. You looked so good under him, he would ruined you more. His dick painfully pressed against his boxers at the thought of finally taking you. Finally you would be his. Not Hoseoks! His! How he hated the thought of seeing you with him. Namjoon liked Hoseok, they're friends. But he never would forgive himself for noticing the love he felt for you not sooner. For leting Hoseok having you first. Now you would be his! His forever. He wanted to breed you one day, but now it was to early. "Be carefull what you wish for princess~", he said while kissing down to your legs, spreading them gently. "Your smell is driving me insane. You're so beautiful!", he growled and started to kissing your thighs, leaving hickeys all over them. Namjoon moved one finger through your slit, to your hole and started circeling it. He loved to see you whine and beg under him. His dominace came out to play, in such times. You loved his dominate side. Or how would army call that? Duality! Yes! You loved his Duality!

"What do you want precious? You have to tell me otherwise Daddy doesn't know~", joonie whispered against your clit, he gave it a gently lick. You moaned, wanting to close your legs. Joonie held them open and did the same thing again. "Is that what you want? Want me to lick your clit? To suck it and flick it with my tongue until you are sore?". He did it again, this time adding more pressure on your clit. Your legs started to shake as you moaned louder, "Please daddy!~ Please put your fingers in me! Play with my clit!", your voice gave out as you begged. Namjoon growled and pushed his head in your cunt. At his limit to control himself any longer, he pushed 2 fingers gently in your hole and let you adjust to them. His tongue sucked your clit and flicked it all few seconds. He loved your moans, the way your legs were shaking and your walls clenched around his fingers. After a few seconds he started to move his fingers in and out at the steady pace, which got faster in minutes. Joonie tried to thrust them as deeply as possible, making the 'come here' gesture. You couldn't help but to moan loudly, your mind was blank, the only thing you could think off was Namjoon and his long fingers. The only thing that you could hear was your moans and the wet, dirty noises from your pussy. Namjoon's fingers fucked you at a insane speed. You were so close, your legs started to shake more. You caressed your hands through his hair. "Are you close princess? You're clenching so much! Cum! Cum on my tongue! Let me taste you~", he whispered as sucked more on your clit, biting it slightly, carefully. Than you just saw white, something in you snapped and you let your head fall into namjoons pillow. You just came, all over namjoons tongue and fingers,even the sheets were wet. You squirted.

"Did my precious girl just squirt for me?", Joonie said while looking up at your hard breathing face. You tried to calm down, to figure out what just happened but you had no chance as Namjoon moved his fingers slowly again. "I wonder if you can do that again? You came so quickly, maybe you can squirt again? Come on! Show me your dirty side precious~", joonie sounded not like himself. It was the lion speaking. The lion that he hold back for all those years finally was free now and it wanted everything you could offer.

Namjoon flicked your clit once again, sucking on it a bit more. His fingers thrusting into you at a faster speed. You didn't know what do to with yourself other than just to moan and push your cunt against his fingers, wanting to feel more. "You want even more? What a naughty girl you are! Are you that needy to be filled? Than come on! Take one finger more~ I will fill your needy hole!", joonie pushed one more finger in your dripping pussy. All three fingers were moving deep inside you, while the flicks on your clit just got more intense. Than your eyes rolled back and you came again. All over his fingers, more wetness dripped down your ass over to the sheets. "What a good girl you are! You deserve to have my cocķ! But let me clean you up first precious", namjoon said as he removed his fingers from your hole and licked them clean. Joonie leaned down and started to lick your hole , "You made such a mess~ Everything is wet because of that needy pussy of yours~", he slightly pushed his tongue in your hole, moved it around a bit. You whined and bit your lip as you felt his tongue inside, moving deeper. It felt so good but also so new to you.

After a few seconds he leaned away and moved away from your cunt, "Are you ready to get owned by daddy? Are you ready to be filled precious?", joonie asked while removing his boxers. His cock jumped out and your eyes grew wide. It was huge. You wanted to have it in your mouth, you wanted to suck him off. Just as you were about lean up, Namjoon pushed you down in the matress again, "Next time princess! I can't wait anymore! I need to feel your thight walls around me! Get ready precious Daddy will push his cock into you now~". You could feel the tip of his dick sliding up and down on your cunt, as he looked at you. "Look at me when I take you! Look into my eyes as my cock spreads you apart! I want to see your face when I pount into you and hit your sweet spot~", joonie moaned and grabbed my chin, to make me look at him. You got fluestered as you saw his eyes, dark and wild but beautiful and full of love.

Soon you felt his tip pushing into you, before with a 'plop' his whole, huge cock was inside. You felt so full, but in a good way. Even if it's burnt a bit in the beginning, after seconds you just felt incredible pleasure. The need to be fucked, to be ruined. "P-please move joonie~", you moaned while he leaned over you. Namjoon grabbed both of your hands and pinned them over your head,he hold them together without even trying. "I told you to be carefull with what you wish for precious~ Now you gonna get it!", he growled and started to move his hips in a hard and deep pace. You throw your head back again and moaned at the feeling. Namjoon hit your g-spot everytime he thrusted deeo into you. Your walls felt so warm and clenched around him. "Do you feel this?", he asked while giving one hard thrust, hitting your g-spot. "Next time I will breed you and fuck my seed deep inside your pretty pussy", he growled while getting faster and leaning down, kissing you. You couldn't help but to scream at his new pace, kissing him back passionatly. You were close, you would cum for the third time today. With him now pounding into you, having his eyes closed and moaning himself you just couldn't control yourself at this sight. You screamed Namjoon's name and came again. With that Namjoon stopped and leaned down to your ear.

"What a needy princess you are~ You came again and you still clenching around my cock~ Are you okay precious? Do you want more?", joonie kissed your ear gently and sucked on it a bit. You were so fucked out but you wanted to feel him cum too, wanted to pleasure him too, "I want you too cum too, Joonie Please use me!~", you whispered in his ear and kissed it too.

Namjoons hand caressed your cheek, pulling out of you, "Turn around than! Kneel over the beed, face to the window". Doing what he said, you had the perfect few out of the glass window. You were high up so there was no chance for someone to actually see you, but you could see people walking by, sitting on their desks and eating food. It made you just more wet. The thought of someone might see you getting fucked against a window turned you on.A spank against your ass made you whine and you forgot all those thoughts you had. "Lean forward! Press your breasts against the window!", he caressed over your back. You followed every word he said, now hissing at the feeling of the cold glass against your hard nippels.

Busy with geting used to the new feeling you weren't ready when Namjoon pushed his cock back into you. He pushed deep inside your cunt, leaning over you. You could feel his breath against your ear, over the back of your neck. "Do you like this precious? Does it turn you on that those people could see you naked, getting fucked by me?", he whispered in your ear while slowly starting to thrust into you. With every thrust your breasts bounced and rubbed against the window. You moaned and glass started to blurr. A few minutes later Joonie was fucking into you faster,you could feel his balls slappinh against your clit everytimd he pushed in. You closed your eyes and moaned louder, not seeing clear anymore. "Open your eyes princess! Look at this women with her child!", he growled while spanking your ass, he loved the way it jiggled everytime. Scared to got caught you opened them and looked down, out of the window to a bit older women than your mum. "What would you do if your mum saw us like this? Would you cum infront of her? Would she still think I'm a good school boy?", with every word joonie thrustes deep into you than pulling almost completly out and thrusting deep into you again. This had you screaming and the thought alone made you cum again. You let yourself fall against the window and tried to catch your breath. "See I knew you would squirt for me again~ What a good girl~ Now let me cum on your ass precious!", namjoon moaned while grabbing my hips and pouding into you like the lion he is. A few minutes later he whispered in your ear, "Happy Birthday to me", than he pulled out and came all over your red ass. You had just enough strenght to lift your gaze out of the window to the clock. It was 1 minute past midnight, Namjoons birthday was today and you had no present.

You were so tired. You hadn't noticed when Joonie stood up and came back with a wet towel and clothes to get you cleaned up. "Are you okay precious? Was I to rough? Let me help you", he caressed through you hair and lifted you up to lay your head on the pillow. You yawned and shook your head, "You were perfect joonie~". Namjoon cleaned you up and smiled at your words, "Everything I said was true. I love you Y/N! I hope you know that!", he sat next to you and wanted to put the clothes on you. As you heard the words you always wanted to hear, the words you already gave up on to hear, you jumped up suddenly wide awake. You craweld on his lap and grabbed his cheeks in both your hands, "WHAT? Say that again!", you thought that you had dreamt he said it and you just looked like a psycho now. But that thought changed as he took your hands in his, "I love you Y/N! I always have. I always wanted to be more than friends. Please be mine?". You jaw dropped not knowing how to react. "Love- I- do- too", came out and than you kissed him. This time the kiss felt complete. Namjoon chuckled and kissed your back,still holding your hands as he pulls you closer. You ended up falling asleep in the same bed, cuddling each other that night. The night on Namjoons birthday.

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>> 5 years later <<

The last the day of your study live, that was today for you and for your boyfriend Namjoon. He already got your present, the other boys, your friend army and you gave him a huge birthday cake with a song they prepared called, >"Magic shop". It was such a sweet, beautiful song. Namjoon cried on your shoulder as he heard that song, he was so happy and touched. But of course he would get his 'special' present today night from you.

"Now, before we say goodbye and I let you leave this classroom, tell me where do you see yourself in 10 years?", asked our class teacher for the last years. As Namjoon's answer came up he said, "I want to be a dad", while looking at you, smiling before looking at the teacher who laughed. You got fluestered and looked first at your friend army, who smirked and clapped with the rest of the boys and than back at Namjoon who winked at you.

After a while your turn came up, already knowing what you wanted you said, "I want to be a mum", winking back at your boyfriend Joonie. More clapping was heard and army started to laugh. Namjoon was the one blushing now and looked down at his calender. It said September 12th.

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Mentor Day

Note : In This AU, Hawks is adopted by the todoroki Family, enji is a good dad and dabi is not a villain. And Todoroki's Mom is a Hero.

Pairings : Jealous! Hawks x Reader

Writing style: 3rd Person

Warning : Cussing

Word count : 3623

3rd Person's POV

" I'm so excited for Today! I can't wait to meet your Mentors! " Kirishima yelled with enthusiasm punching the air.

Everyone was gathered around Ground Beta for the sole reason that the Head of Agencies they were currently interning in were coming over to discuss the growth of the students, also because they chose U.A as the meeting Venue knowing that it's one of the places in Japan that is Highly guarded and secured and the School was Near the City so if anything were to happen they could always get there in a jeepy. There was another Reason but it wasn't disclosed to any of the students and nobody questioned it.

" Shut Up shitty Hair! " Bakugou snarled smacking Kirishima who seemed to be unaffected by Bakugou's ' affection ' towards him.

" Hey aren't You and Tokoyami Under Hawks's? The number 2 Pro Hero!? " Mina pointed out and suddenly everyone's attention was now settled on Y/n and Tokoyami.

Tokoyami had an unreadable expression but his face mostly showed that he was awkward and uncomfortable with the Topic. Not because of His Mentor... It's because of His Mentor's Interest.

Y/n on the other hand looked annoyed pissed, it was very obvious that neither of the two wanted to talk about it because of the lack of answer and their current expressions.

" So... What's it Like to be Under Pro Hero Hawks? " Momo began to press deeper onto the subject and was oblivious to her two classmate's look of disapproval. And it seems like she wasn't the only curious one.

" Well? " Jiro raised a brow when they didn't hear an answer. The two were very hesitant until y/n finally spoke up.

" Tokoyami-kun would I be breaking the law if I talk shit about him? "

" Eeehhhh!? " Everyone was confused as to why the sudden change of their classmate's personality took shift at a questionable rate.

" Technically there's no law about that and since he's not here to hear it... It's fine " Tokoyami answered with a straight face and his response got everyone questioning their experience even more.

" What the hell happened to you two while you were there? " Denki asked staring at the two. Tokoyami was hesitant but y/n just looked pissed and angry .

She showed irritation that could match Bakugou's.

" That's not something you should be asking me... You should be asking y/n that... I just had the unfortunate privilege to witness... That.... And I know a very dark secret I wish to unlearn " Tokoyami muttered at Everyone was fidgeting with curiosity while staring at y/n who looked like she was about to explode any minute now.

" Well if you Must know. On the first week I had to endure a bunch of whiny one night stand's Drama and Rage while trying to get them to go fuck themselves and trust me... Persuading a bunch of love struck delusional hoes to go home and keep silent for the rest of their lives isn't a very charming job. I had to suck in every single cheesy pick up lines that'll have anyone gagging, I had to endure being dragged around through the wonderful 'skies' like a ragdoll in the most unfortunate hour and I had to deal with Birdman's constant fuckery every single day so yeah... It wasn't that bad.... It was terrible. " Y/n's tone was forcefully dragged out and polite but her hostile expression got everyone shuddering.

Yes, Hawks was a flirt and he'd flirt with her with every chance he got, much to y/n's dismay. But knowing Hawks's reputation she brushed it off like it was one of his most common habits and got used to ignoring him, he was nice though and she felt like a sheltered child. Hawks never let's her go out to patrol on her own unless it's with Him and only Him. He constantly brings her gifts and snacks to which she is thankful and greatly flattered but she didn't like hearing Rumors about her with the Pro Hero himself. Overall she was thankful that she was being treated well but she didn't appreciate the special treatment.

Tokoyami on the other hand knew of his Mentor's love and affection for his Classmate, if he knew any better he found out that Hawks had imprinted on y/n like a new born chick. The reason Tokoyami knew that was because of the gifts, the flirting, Hawks's constant need to be around y/n, His possessiveness and Don't even get Tokoyami started on How much Hawks talks about y/n during patrol. Hell, Even when Hawks is literally stepping on a Villain's Face he'd still talk about How ' Perfect she was ' . At most of all, his Classmate was very unaware of Hawks's actual feelings and he's afraid he couldn't blame her simply because of Hawks's reputation as a 'playboy'.

" Wow.... I didn't think it would be like that.... Hawks's still pretty cool though " Sero muttered and that left y/n gawking at him because the least they could do was sympathize with her!.

" No shit " She grumbled sarcastically and she felt two hands grab hold of her shoulder behind her and speaking of the Devil, Hawks was already here.

" Hey there chicken nugget, what are you kids talking about? " Hawks asked leaning down , resting his chin on y/n's shoulder while both of his hands clamped down on each side of her shoulder blades protectively.

" Nothing Hawks, we were Talking about Nothing " Y/n who was already immune to the Touchiness of the male behind her was nonchalant on her reply and she sounded bored but her expression clearly showed ' Oh No, Not this Shit Again ' .

" Oh really? Well ok then baby bird but I have to say You look Perfect little dove but that is to be expected by my Epitome of beauty " Hawks grinned rubbing his cheeks against y/n's own in a very affectionate manner.

" Yeah, Yeah. Get off me Birdman you're getting that irritating Chicken stench on me " Y/n grumbled pushing him away from her to which she was successful with.

" Aww~ But you felt so soft " Hawks whined in an almost childish way.

Everyone was witnessing the very thing Tokoyami dreaded and they were choking on their own spit after seeing the interaction between the two.

They and so many questions yet so little answer and they knew they couldn't just bombard y/n with questions, not when Hawks was around.

" Uhh... You two seem.. Close" Denki commented to where he earned a proud grin from Hawks.

" No we're Not. He's just being A flirt, you'll Get used to it " Y/n snickered rolling her eyes at Hawks who was trying to hug her.

" You should have heard How much He talks about her at Home... He's like a broken Radio. Y/n this and that " Todoroki snorted and his comment got everyone gaping.

It didn't look that way to everyone else, it was clear that the Pro Hero liked her if throwing himself around her wasn't enough, the look in his eyes definitely spoke otherwise.

" So this is the little Lassy Hawks have been talking about? " Fatgum along with the rest of the pro Heroes Were slowly gathering towards them.

" This is Her? She's adorable in person . Keigo Never stops talking about her at home" Another voice came from a woman with white hair, and is almost identical to Shoto.

" .... Hah! You should hear what he has to say when he's asleep " Dabi murmured with a laugh.

" .... You Talk about me? " Y/n asked staring at Hawks who was nodding his head, a smirk plastered on his face.

" Ewww, Stop that. It's annoying and creepy " Y/n sighed shoving Hawks away.

" Isn't she lovely? " Rei mumbled a small chuckle escaping her lips as Dabi stared at her in bewilderment .

" So you're not gonna question their age gap?..... Really mom? " Dabi snorted and enji stood behind him, patting his back.

" You know how your mother is " Enji muttered staring down at his son.

" You have a point.... "

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By now everyone was gathered around, some of them chatting with their mentors and some were meeting their classmate's other mentors.

Rei, Enji and Dabi were intently observing Keigo who looked so close to snapping, sure his face looked playful and relaxed but they knew him well enough to know that it was Keigo's facade.

On the other side was Y/n and Hawks talking to Fat gum, well it was only y/n showing enthusiasm about their conversation, Hawks had never left her side the whole time. Always trailing behind her like a lost puppy.

" That's really cool! I heard from Kirishima that you have two Forms? " Y/n's eyes gleamed with curiosity.

" Why yes little lady " Fat gum answered as he nervously glanced at Hawks. He could feel the raging intensity of Hawks's Jealousy radiating brighter than the sun's ray. To which y/n was oblivious of.

" Ya know buddy, you really have nothing to worry about when it's me " Fat gum stated his words directed towards Hawks who let out a sigh and gave him a genuine smile for once.

" Sorry, I couldn't help it when it comes to my little dove " Hawks chuckled slinging his arm around her shoulder and y/n immediately reacted by shoving his arm away without even glancing at him.

" Stop talking about me like I'm not here " Y/n muttered to which Hawks replied by doing it again and y/n shoved his arm again.

Fat gum was both entertained and a bit awkward with the situation until he spotted his side kick. Tamaki whom he had kindly asked to pick up something for him

" Anyways! That's enough you two, I'd like you to meet Tamaki Amajiki. He's my sidekick " Fat gum proudly introduced Tamaki who froze in his spot and began trembling nervously.

" Oh wow! I've heard so much about him! Our class was introduced to him before! But I never got to see his face clearly because he had his face on the wall the whole time! Let's start all over again. Hey I'm y/n l/n! Nice to meet you senpai... For the second time " Y/n grinned putting her hand out to shake his.

Tamaki who was nervous and flattered that someone remembered him shakily reached out his hand to shake hers but a look of pure shock flashed through his face when Another hand met his.

" Nice to meet you Buddy " Hawks grinned in an odd and threatening manner squeezing poor Tamaki's hand .

" U-u-uhh" Tamaki stuttered at y/n was annoyed at Hawks's actions.

" Hey! I was the-- you know what? Never mind. Anyway, senpai I heard stories about you from Kirishima-kun! And I think you're really cool! And you're cuter up close! " Y/n tried easing the nervous senior with compliments in order to atone the actions of Hawks. But Hawks took it in a different way.

Tamaki flushed red and Hawks let go of his hand with disdain, his eyes having a deadly glint and his smirk almost looked threatening and sadistic.

Fat gum who witnessed the scene knew he fucked up by calling Tamaki over, the Todoroki family were astonished to see how reactive Hawks could be when y/n was involved. At home he was really hard to read and when they thought they knew him Hawks suddenly surprises everyone by proving them wrong. But now his expression looks so raw and unmasked.

" Tsk, He doesn't Look much to Me " Hawks suddenly spat out in an irritated tone.

Y/n elbowed him after seeing Tamaki's expression.

" He doesn't mean that! He's just really insensitive... Aren't you Hawks? " Y/n glared at the man beside her and he scoffed looking away.

" You're actually really powerful Senpai! Trust me! Kirishima talks about you all the time it's adorable seeing him look up to someone who's equally as cute as Kirishima " Y/n tried covering the damage done by Hawks and Tamaki was conflicted. He didn't know who to believe anymore.

Another scoff was heard from Hawks and before he could make another comment y/n stepped on his feet making him wince.

" Ouch! " He grumbled looking down at y/n who was glaring at him threateningly.

Jealousy bubbled at the very core of Hawks, She called two men cute at the same time and she dared to do it in front of him! He praised men who aren't him. Sure they aren't official but isn't it clear that he was showing how much he could give her? He knows he's enough but it seems like his little dove was very dense. It's starting to irritate him. He didn't feel good inside and he really wanted to punch a bitch. Was she taunting him? Oh she definitely was. Just look at how she looks at them , it really makes him want to rip off someone's throat.

His wings began to bristle and rose intimidatingly the edges becoming sharp and ridged, jealousy was getting the best of him.

With a rough Tug, he dragged her away forcefully even with the harsh protest from the girl.

" Hey! Ok this is getting out of hand! " Y/n pulled her hand away and Hawks looked back at her with a gaze that could kill.

" Stop taunting me Y/n. I'm not handling it well " Hawks muttered but his voice was rough and demanding. Y/n shivered at how her name rolled out of his tongue. He never uses that tone or calls out her name like that unless she's in deep shit.

" Clearly, you're mad about shit I didn't do so go cool off or something " Y/n shot back her expression was out of sheer anger and Hawks responded by spreading his wings and he flew off without another word.

With a sigh y/n went back to her classmates, she was unaware if the stares that were thrown her way.

" A lovers quarrel? " Mt. Lady mumbled.

" Definitely a Lovers Quarrel " Fat gum confirmed.

" Is no one seriously questioning the fact about their age gap? " Dabi stated and Rei gave him a cold glare. Even shoto was seen glaring at him from his group.

" Ok fine jeez " Dabi shrugged shoving his hands into his pockets.

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20 minutes had passes and Hawks was still gone, by that time everyone was gathered around, the class was seated on the ground as the Pros started giving out their opinions and deductions on hm their performance.

Rei began to feel worried about her adopted son that had raged out of the area. Enji tried reassuring her that Keigo was old enough to take care of himself.

And on cue Hawks had arrived holding a box in his hand, he looked calmer now and more relaxed.

" Keigo dear, are you ok? " Rei asked approaching the male.

" Yeah I'm fine... Just needed a little breather.... " He muttered, his eyes glued to y/n who was listening intently to the discussion. Rei noticed this and a smile graced her lips.

" Go get her dear " Rei encouraged the male and Hawks flashed her a grin.

" Oh I will. And I'm going to make sure you're going to have a daughter in law soon " Keigo smugly stated and Rei's eyes widened only to have the woman laugh.

Luckily the little lessons the Pro's were conducting had finished and everyone was free. As the students began to stand up. Y/n was pulled away immediately by Hawks. And once she was a few feet away a box was shoves towards her. She was caught off guard but managed to hold it in her hands as she lookes up at Hawks questioningly.

" What's this? " The girl asked suspiciously.

" You like that doughnut shop near our agency yeah? I was flying by and decided to buy some for you as a Sorry present.. I admit that I went overboard... " Hawks explained rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

" What!? I can't accept thi---"

" Eat it or Throw it. I'm giving it to you and that's final so do what you want with it... Although it would be a waste if you throw it away... I did go out of my way to buy that for you with my own money even though I was still angry---"

" Ok fine you don't have to guilt trip me! I'll accept it ok?.... But you did say I could do what I want with it so... I'm sharing this with everyone " Y/n smiled and Hawks snapped his head towards her his eyebrows furrowed.

" What? No. I bought that For YOU not for them " Hawks grumbled and the girl gave him a playful smirk.

" You did say it was mine and I could do whatever I want with it " She replied slyly and Hawks turned away stomping his way towards Rei, Enji and Dabi.

" Ooo... You got it Bad. She's denser than a--"

" Don't finish that Touya I swear " Hawks glared at Dabi who only laughed at his protectiveness.

" Just be patient Keigo, she is young and she probably still doesn't have Love on her mind yet " Rei assured Keigo while rubbing his back.

" Tsk. You better not give up. You're a Todoroki after all , and I already acknowledge her as a daughter in law... No crazy woman would stomp their feet on the number 2 hero like that " Enji nodded and Hawks should be delighted but his eyes were glued to the girl.

She was sharing the doughnuts he bought for her and the last straw came when she had fed Kirishima with a doughnut.

His fathers on his wings bristled and the ends began to sharpen, his eyes darkened at the sight and his teeth were gritted.

The girl took notice of this and approached him. God he was losing it. One wrong move and he might forget the fact that she's still a minor and just go straight up to breeding her if he had to. Fuck everything she does is turning him on . He is smitten.

" Hey what's wrong? "

" You have the guts to ask me ' What's wrong?' Oh why don't ask that to all the other guys you fed doughnuts to? The ones I bought for you! You're so oblivious it's starting to piss me off little dove. Was I not subtle enough? I fucking Like---mphf--" Hawks was cut off when a Doughnut was shoved in his mouth by the girl in front of him.

" Shut your worm Hole You stupid Birdman, I like you too ok? But please stop being so annoying. I'm also protecting your reputation as a Hero here. I can't have you all over the tabloids stating that you like a high schooler. You'd be seen as a pedophile you dumbass " The girl finished and was about to pull her hand away from his mouth when he grabbed hold of her wrist, he kissed her finger gingerly before licking and sucking on that very finger she held the doughnut .

She froze, Dabi Froze, Everyone froze.

" What the fuck? " Katsuki was she first to speak up.

" I second that ' What the fuck ' " Y/n muttered and Hawks gave her a look that could have her melt into a puddle. A smug and triumphant grin plastered on his face as his arms wrapped around her waist possessively.

" Awww~ it warms my heart to know that you're protecting me that way. For a moment there I thought you don't care and all that shitty jealousy was so worth it because you told me you like me in the end.... " Hawks cooed his face nearing hers and she immediately distanced her face away from him.

" Hawks get off me! " She yelled her face was flushed and he had the sudden urge to kiss her right now.

" You'll have to pay for making me jealous though. It was not a very pretty feeling " Hawks grinned before his wings spread open and gave one strong flap and he was already flying her away from the scene.

" Holy shit.... Dude " Denki muttered staring up at the sky.

" Enji! Do you think we should renovate the house? " Rei asked enthusiastically.

" I think we just might have to " Enji replied.

" .... I ship it though " Mina stated and the girls gave an unspoken agreement to her statement.

" So... How many chicks do you think they'll have? " Dabi asked and Rei smacked him.

" Touya! " Rei scolded making Dabi chuckle.

" Nah it's too early... He won't knock her up just yet... Or will he? " Dabi grinned and this time Rei had frozen him in place.

" Touya! Stop that! " Rei fumed.

Dabi shut up immediately fearing Rei's wrath after seeing her angry expression.

#bnha x reader #Keigo x Reader #Keigo Takami #Hawks x Reader #BNHA #MHA #Jealous!Hawks x Reader #Possessive! Hawks x Reader #Hawks Imagine #Imagine #xReader

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You’re Not Alone

Description: Y/N Barber the twin sister of Jacob Barber decided to go for a jog one day, but who knew her whole life can change in matters of seconds.

Warnings: angst, language, sexual assault -DON'T READ IF YOU’RE NOT COMFORTABLE

Pairing: Andy Barber x Daughter!Reader Jacob Barber x Sister!Reader

A/N: if any of you guys have ever been assaulted in any type of way, i'm so sorry that has happened to you. you guys are all beautiful and strong human beings. if anyone wants to talk my inbox is open :)

While reading this, listen to lovely by billie eilish. it really sets the mood for the story.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN BABES

A second. It only took seconds for you to not pick up your phone call from your brother. It was one of those moments where you did not to pick up the phone because you were distracted. But because of that, it almost cost you your life.

THREE HOURS BEFORE THE ASSAULT

♧

You and your older twin brother Jacob were walking home from school arguing about what dog is cuter. You know, the ususal twin stuff.

“No, Jake, German Shepherds are the cutest dog out.” You said with confidence.

“No, Y/N, Corgi’s are the cutest obviously.” Your twin brother kept saying. “ And I'm obviously right because I'm older than you by 49 seconds.”

He always used the ‘older twin’ card on you.

The argument lasted about a few minutes until you guys just gave up and agreed that they were both cute. However, in your mind , you kept saying German Shepherds were better.

“I’m hungry Jake. What do you think we’re going to have for dinner tonight?” You said as your stomach was rumbling.

“ You thinking what I’m thinking?” Jacob said with a smirk knowing that your twin telepathy was tingling.

“Ohhh yessss.” Then you both shouted at the same time:

“KENTUCKY FRIED CHICKEN.”

When you guys got home, you saw your mom on the couch typing something on her laptop.

“Hey kids, how was school today?” Laurie said looking up from her laptop.

“It was good mom” You said and you gave Jacob the look basically saying ‘tell mom we want kfc’

Jacob groaned. “Mom can we get kfc for dinner? Me and Y/N have been craving it for a while”

“Is that your guys’ twin thingy where you want the same thing and think the same thing?” Laurie said smiling at the thought of how her kids got along so well and had a strong sibling bond.

“ Yes mom, yes it is.” you said as chips were being stuffed into your mouth. “But can we actually get kfc though? Jake and I have been craving it for a while.”

“Sure you guys, I’ll pick it up around the time you dad will come home”

“Thanks Mom.” You both said at the same time.

Going up to your guys’ room, Jacob turned on his video games while you were watching YouTube.

He was talking to his gaming friend through the earpiece yelling words at him and the tv.

You just rolled your eyes and smiled slightly at your brothers actions. Closing your laptop, you looked outside the window and saw that it was a nice day, so you asked Jacob if he wanted to take a jog with you.

“ Hey Jake, do you want to take a jog with me? It’s really nice outside right now.”

“ Sorry, maybe not this time sis. I’m really into this game.” Jacob said making you frown slightly.

“It’s okay Jake maybe next time.” Jacob turned his head towards you and smiled in agreeance.

You got ready and then tied your shoes when you were near the door.

“Mom, I’m going for a jog!” You yelled as you finished tying your shoes.

“Okay honey be home before dinner.” Your mom said as she was washing the dishes.

Running around the block, you took in the fresh air of the moisture that was in the air. Living in Massachusetts also meant wet weather which you loved. Summer wasn't really your favorite season but it was Jacobs. Being twins doesn’t mean you all like the same thing.

You and Jacob had the best sibling relationship not because you were twins, but that you just bonded in general. There is nothing he wouldn’t do for you and you thought the same.

Getting tired from the constant running, you decided to take a walking break and scroll through Instagram. As you were scrolling, your screen lit up with your dads contact picture. It was the two of you on a fishing trip making funny faces.

“Hey dad how’s work?” You asked slightly out of breath due to the running.

“ Hey Sweetheart, after work I’m going to go to the grocery store and get those cookies you really like and I was thinking you and I can have a movie night?”

“Dad, you know I’m always up for movie night” you chuckled. “What about Jake and mom?”

“Mom texted me saying that she was going to go shopping for swim trunks or something and Jake is going too so it's just going to be you and me.”

“Okay dad, sounds good to me can’t wai-”

“I’m sorry honey I have to go back now, I’ll see you at home. I love you.”

“I love you too dad.” He hung up the phone rather quickly but you didn’t think much of it because you were going to see him at home anyways

Well so you thought. You thought you were going to be home at your normal time. Thinking that it would just be another normal day, but it would be far from that.

After the short walking break and talking to your dad, you decided to start your jogging again. Jogging was one of the activities you liked to do after a long day to release the stress that was contained in you. Sometimes you would go with Jacob but today he didn’t feel like it.

Imagine if you just stayed on call a little longer with your dad or if Jacob went with you. Everything would be different. Every decision you make on a day to day basis affects your life.

When jogging, up ahead you saw a man drop a box full of what looked like children's toys like dolls and race cars. Being the nice person you were, You approached the man and helped him pick up the toys.

Oh what a big mistake.

“Oh, sir, let me help you with that,” you said bending down picking up the toys that were on the ground.

“Thank you so much, darling,” the man said with a somewhat creepy smile, but you brushed it off.

Your phone started to buzz and you saw your screen light up with Jacob’s face, but you ignored it as you were still helping the man. You were thinking of just calling Jacob back later when you had the chance.

If you had the chance.

After helping the man, he stated his thanks to you.

“Thank you again, honey,” you really started to get freaked out by this man especially since he was calling you these names.

You gave him a nervous smile. “ You’re welcome, but I should get going now,” you said but before you could turn around and go back home, the man grabbed your wrist tightly, preventing you from going anywhere.

“You are right where I want you sweetheart”

Before you could scream, he covered your mouth with a wet towel. The smell was really bad. Next thing you know, you’re knocked out like a light switch.

♧

You woke up with a pounding headache. Trying to flutter your eyes open, you noticed you were in the backseat of a van. The next thing you saw made you panic. Your hands tied with your feet attached to them making it look like a fetus position.

Before you could try and do anything, the man opened the doors to the van, revealing a wicked grin. Your eyes grew wide when he started to grow closer to you with duct tape.

“Shhh don’t worry love I won't take long.”

You were confused what he meant by that. What did he mean he won’t take long?

That’s when it hit you like a truck. You were about to get raped.

He started to put his hands around your breasts, trailing it up to your cheeks. He held your cheeks and stared into your eyes intently. This is when the tears started to come out. You couldn’t say anything since your mouth was duct taped, but you tried to move frantically though it didn’t do anything.

He started to take down his pants and he basically ripped your leggings in half.

Why did this have to happen? You were only being a good person, helping a man, and this is what happens in return.

DURING THE SAME TIME AT HOME

♧

Jacob was starting to get worried and anxious. It’s been over an hour and you wouldn’t answer your phone. He probably called you literally a hundred times but still no answer. He asked your mom to call you to see if you would answer.

It went straight to voicemail.

Jacob started to panic even more. He decided to call your guys’ dad to see if he knows where you were.

The line started to ring. Then he picked up.

“Hey Jake, I was wondering if-” he was cut off by Jacob frantically asking him if he knew where you were.

“Dad! Did Y/N ever call you or anything?” Jacob frantically said to his father.

“ I talked to her about a couple hours ago, is everything alright?

“I-I don’t know dad. She didn’t come home after her jog and I’m getting a really bad twin vibe”

“Shit, okay Jake, I’ll be home as soon as I can.” With that Jacob hung up the phone.

“God Y/N/N, I hope you’re okay” Jacob said with tears on the verge of coming out.

When you woke up, you noticed that the familiar smell around your mouth. The man must have knocked you out. A burning pain was prominent in the lower half of your body. Everything started to come together. With your ripped pants and the bruises all over your body, you pieced everything together.

You were raped.

All of the thoughts in your head, you didn’t even notice that you were not in the van anymore, no, you were at a park.

This park was all too familiar. It was the park you and Jacob loved when you were kids. You got up but fell back down due to the agonizing pain.

The pain was unbearable. Tears threatening to come out of your eyes when you wanted to forget what happened.

But you couldn’t forget.

You laid there on the cold cement floor.

♧

The Barbers were in panic when they couldn’t find you. They had called the cops after being gone for six hours.

The police didn’t find you yet and frankly, they were doing a lousy job at it.

“Fuck it, I’m going to go for a drive and see if I find her” Andy said while stomping towards the front door.

“I’m coming with you.” Jacob said without question.

His baby sister was missing, he couldn’t just stay home and do nothing. Andy shook his head.

“No, Jake you need to stay here with your mother.” Before Jacob could object, a officer wanted to question him maybe knowing where you could be.

Andy drove around the neighborhood first, but no luck. He drove about another couple blocks where he stumbled upon a park. He knew the park. It was you and Jacob’s favorite park.

He slowly drove past the park to see if there was any luck. At this point, Andy almost gave up and went back home until he saw something.

Andy’s eyes widened with fear and joy when he saw you, his baby girl, at the park. But his smile fell when he saw you laying on the ground.

What if you were dead? Andy thought to himself

“ Oh my God, Y/N!!!” Andy basically sprinted towards you.

You could barely get out the words since your throat was sore from crying so much.

“Daddy?!” You said weakly with tears on your cheeks and your eyes bloodshot from the crying.

“Y/N what happened?”

But before you could answer, he saw your ripped pants, bruises on your body and the blood coming out near your legs.

“Oh my God, Y/N please tell me you weren’t raped?” Andy said with sadness but also extreme anger knowing that there was a bastard out there who possibly touched you.

You could barely get out the words but all you said was “ I was d-daddy.”

Andy was furious at this point his worst nightmare came true.

“ Y/N I’m so sorry. If only I stayed on the phone with you a little longer I could have-” You interrupted your father knowing this wasn’t his fault.

“Dad, this was not your fault.”

Andy still looked at you with sad eyes, but despite what happened to you, he was just happy that you were alive.

“Come on baby let's go home” Andy said while carrying you bridal style.

“ I’m so sorry dad. I was just helping this one guy and-and he-”

You started to stumble on your words but your dad stopped you.

“ No no baby you don’t have to say anything now. But know Duffy might ask you some questions so we can catch the guy okay?”

You just nodded at your dads words not wanting to say anything.

♧

On the drive home Andy heard you sniffling he reassured you with comforting words.

“Honey, it’s okay, you’re safe now nobody is going to hurt you now.”

You thought back to when Jacob was calling you. “ You know Jake called me when I was helping that man,” you started. “ If only I answered his call this probably wouldn-”

You were cut off by your father. “Y/F/N do not say that. None of this was your fault it was that son of a bitches fault”

You were taken aback when your dad cussed and then you chuckled softly. “Woah dad, I didn’t know you tolerated that type of language”

Andy just laughed, but before you could say anything else, you noticed you were home.

Jacob and Laurie were outside talking to police officers, but they turned around and saw you in the car.

Jacob eyes widened and was the first to run towards you and give you a hug. When he broke the hug, he looked at you and saw your bruises which made him fume with anger, but he would worry about that later. He was just happy you were home.

“Y/N oh my god are you okay?!” you just nod your head.

You went to give Laurie a hug which lasted short when a voice spoke up.

“ Hi Y/N, I’m detective Duffy, I work with your father and I’m sorry to ask you this but we need to question you while your mind is fresh.”

“Duffy can’t this wait until later we just found her.” Andy said while looking back at his daughter.

“No dad it’s okay I’ll be fine.” Jacob gave you sad eyes of sympathy, but you gave him a reassuring smile.

♧

“So Y/N, tell me from the start of what happened?” Your family was there to support you. You wanted them to be there.

You started from the beginning with the jog, the man dropping the toys, the chloroform, the van, the pain in your lower area, everything.

Laurie just cried into Andy’s shoulders while his fists were clenched white. He was so angry. No, not at you, but at the fact that he couldn’t protect you.

Jacob held your hand the entire time while you told Duffy what happened. He was angry that he didn’t go on the jog with you. He was mad that he couldn’t protect his baby sister.

“Im so sorry this has happened to you Y/N, you should have not gone through that. We will find the man and he will be punished for his crimes.”

You nodded and smiled slightly at Duffy.

♧

After all the cops left, you didn’t know what to do. You were still traumatized.

Your head was resting on Andy’s lap and your legs were on Jacobs. You were dozing off, but you were scared to sleep or eve close your eyes.

Everytime you closed your eyes, you just saw the man. Jacob seemed to notice this because you flinched a little.

He rubbed your leg with reassurance telling you that you’re okay now.

“ Y/N you can finally sleep now. We’re here for you, you don't have to worry about anything.” Jacob said to you

That's when everything broke. You couldn’t handle it anymore tears and sobs were everywhere.

Your family all gave you a hug with love evident in it. This is when you finally knew you were safe.

You then spoke up while drying your tears. “Can we still get KFC?” you said with a smile. Everyone just laughed and that’s when you finally knew you had a loving family and you couldn’t be anymore thankful than that.

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A/N :OMGGg I cried writing some of this ahhhh. I might make a part 2 depending if I get any ideas and if this doesn’t flop.

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ssatoritendou · 4 years ago

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Skating Into Your Heart

Pairing: Todoroki /reader

Shoto Todoroki

Word count: 1.5k

+ summary: Todoroki wants to get you something amazing for Valentines Day. You had absolutely nothing to get for him. Luckily your friends are there to help you both out.

Genre: fluff

Warning: none

"Todoroki is something on your mind?" Midoriya said to the icy hero during lunch. "It's nothing Midoriya. I don't know what to get ____ for Valentine's Day. She is so great at giving presents. Is it wrong to be jealous?" "Not at all Todoroki," Uraraka reassured him. "Maybe you could plan a date for the two of you," Midoriya suggested. "You can take her to the ice skating rink. They are having a Valentine's Day special. My dad is helping set it up. The rink is supposed to be set up as a heart. Maybe I can ask my dad if he could arrange for just you two. He friends with the owner," Uraraka smiled at him. "You could do that?" "Yes, Todoroki. We are friends." "Thanks, I owe you one. Just let me know the details. I'll set up the dinner." "Hey, guys what are we talking about?" You said from behind them before sitting down. "N-Nothing really important!" Midoriya yelled at you.

"Um, ok. I'm sorry that I asked." You said lowly. "I'm s-sorry I raised my voice." Midoriya tried to regain control of his voice. "It's fine Izuku." "We were talking about the hero license exams," Uraraka said. "Oh, ok. I'm kind of nervous about them. Mr. Aizawa and All Might are pushing us really hard to do our best. But I fear that I won't earn my licenses like the rest of you guys." "____ of all people in our class you are definitely going to get your license. You are smart, kind, tough, strong, and powerful. There's no way you won't pass." Todoroki placed a light kiss on your cheek. He noticed your cheeks turn a little pink."S-Shoto you really didn't have to say those things." "Of course I did. I love you." Now your face was all red. "I-I love you too Shoto." You said under your breath.

"Todoroki! Here is the address of the ice skating rink and the extra key to the rink. You guys can go on Friday before they take it down." "Friday? But that is the day after Valentine's Day?" "I know Todoroki but she'll like it. Would you rather go when there are a bunch of people there?" "No. I want it to be nice and intimate. Hopefully, she won't be disappointed." He said rubbing his head. "Thank you again." He walked towards your room to ask you if you could do your Valentine's Day on Friday. "Hey ____ I was wondering-" "Shoto knock before entering. I have your Valentine's Day present in here." "Sorry, Sweetie." He covered his eyes. He heard you shuffling in the room. "Is it safe now?" "Yeah. What is it Shoto?" "Well, since Valentine's Day falls on a weekday and we have all of our school work, I was think we could move our plans to Friday." "Yes of course! Now leave so I can finish your present!” You rushed him out of your room. He smiled at you. "Bye Sho." You hopped up and kissed his cheek.

As soon as he left you, you slammed the door you were panicking. "Shit! Shit! He probably got an amazing gift and I have nothing." You sat down and huffed at your desk. "Perfect gift? Maybe if I call Fuyumi." You dialed his sister. "Hey, Fuyumi it's ___.” "Hey! What's up with you?" "I have no idea what to get Shoto and it's driving me insane." "I was going through some of our old photos to bring to our mom tomorrow and he was always carrying around this All Might action figure. But I think our father took it away. But I'll send you a picture maybe you can find one." "That would be so great thank you Fuyumi! You are a lifesaver!" She sent the picture. And you knew who to go to for the action figure. "Hey, Izuku." "____ is something wrong? It's kind of late." "Sort of. Listen I know you are huge All Might fan and I was wondering if you might have this action figure?" He grabbed your phone and examined the action figure in young Shoto's hand. "Uh yeah. I have like 4 of them." "Would it be too much to ask for one?" You asked nervously. Knowing that Izuku had an attachment to them. "It's for Shoto. I don't know what to get him for Valentine's Day. And by the look in Shoto's eyes, he has something special planned." "____ don't worry about it. I have like 5 more of these at home." He laughed. "Izuku thank you! I owe you one." You hurried back to your room and wrapped his present. You couldn't wait to see Shoto's face.

You got dressed in a pretty dress and put on the earrings Shoto got for you on your birthday. You walked down the stairs to see Shoto waiting for you. He held your coat out for you. "You look beautiful." "Thank you. So what are our plans for tonight?" "I'm going to take you to a nice restaurant and then I have a surprise for you." He said with a smile. You left the campus and went into the city. He took you to a very nice restaurant. You sat and talked about school and your plans for the weekend. "We can visit your Mom tomorrow? It's been a long time since I've seen her." "She does ask about you a lot. She has a picture of us in her room." "That is so sweet." "Yeah, she does love you. Like a second daughter." "Well, I'm glad one of your parents loves me." "Let's not talk about him." "I'm sorry." "You don't have to apologize. It doesn't matter what he thinks because I plan to marry you one day." "You what?" "I know that we are only in our first-year but I plan to marry you. I plan to love you forever." He grabbed your hand and pulled it into a kiss. "I love you too Shoto." He smiled. We finished dinner and left the restaurant. "So where are we going now?" "It is a surprise." "Well, I hope it's inside again. I'm cold." He pulled you into his chest. "It's not even that cold." "Of course you would say that. You are half cold and half hot. You can't get cold." "I'm sorry. It's outside but tonight we can cuddle all night. Now close your eyes." You lightly closed your eyes. He lead you to your next destination. "Open." He whispered into your ear. You opened to see the skating rink-shaped as a heart. "Oh my god, Shoto." "Uraraka's dad helped set it up and he was able to get the key for us. We can use it for the next 2 hours." "Shoto this-this is amazing. This is the best present. I can see you put a lot of thought into this." "I wanted to make up for the past presents that haven't compared to yours. Now let's start skating." "I have to be honest I'm not that good at skating. I haven't skated since I was a kid." "That's ok. I'll just hold onto to you." The both of you laced up the skates and he pulled you onto the ice. "You look so pretty." "Thank you again, Shoto." You kissed him. It was one of your sweeter kisses. You were wearing his favorite lip gloss. He swiped his tongue across your bottom lip asking for entrance. You gladly obliged. Once You pulled away from the tender kiss he had this look in his eye. "What?" "You remind me of something my mom used to say to me." "Oh, really what's that?" "After the rain falls there's always a rainbow. You are my rainbow ____. All my suffering has to lead me to you." "You really think that much of me?" "Yes and so much more." He smiled. You skated for a couple of hours You fell once. Shoto thought you hurt yourself but you started laughing and then he smirked. You put away the skates and left the rink and went back to the dorms. "Ok, now it's time for your present. Now, this was last minute it's not like my other gifts." "I'm sure it will still be great." You sat next to him on your bed and watched him open it. You watched as his gleam in excitement when he saw the All Might action figure that was familiar to the one he had as a child. "____ where did you get this? This must have been so expensive. It is an old doll from when we were kids-" "Shoto I got it from down the hall. Izuku has like 8 of them. He gave it to me." "We owe both Uraraka and Midoriya." "Hey, they like each other right? Maybe we can set them up on a date." "Hmm maybe. Come let's get some sleep." He pulled down the blankets and you got in and cuddle with him.

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cherry-ber · 5 years ago

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Too drunk to fuck pt. 5

Part 1 | Previous

A.N 1: it really took me all this time to get my shit together and bring you content, I'm sorry about that but let's get back to where we left it.

Mom and dad weren't really impressed by Mark. Although your dad didn't dispice him, he thought he was just a dumb boy playing, and he didn't want you to fall for him, truth be told, you didn't want that either. But on the other hand, your mother said she saw "something special" in him; you knew immediately what she meant. When someone finally looked through his bad boy act, Mark Lee was a caring person, a very creative guy, and an amazing friend, or so you thought.

Despite the warning of your parents about not going out, when Jaemin picked you up you rushed to his car, completely ignoring whatever they were saying, and forgetting your keys and phone charger, but seeing Jaemin smiling when he saw you made you ignore this.

“Hey, there's been a change in our plans, you still in?” he looked almost worried, he was nervous and blushing.

“Well I'm already grounded so I'm in, I guess” he laughed and went to open the door for you.

After driving for some minutes, he finally spoke again.

“So I actually have to go shopping and I figured you could help me to buy, you know the right things”

“Ooh, shopping. Well I guess I can do it, what are we looking for?”

When you arrived to the mall and he parked, he helped you out of the car again and started waking holding your hand.

“Well, you see, it's Jeno's birthday and I totally forgot to plan something cool, so Renjun is busy, Mark is out of town and Jisung and Chenle are still babies and not coming, again” He spoke like he was feeling really guilty about it, you knew already that Jeno was his best friend, and you could only imagine how bad they would both feel.

“So, what are you thinking about? Shall we buy him a cool gift or something simple and maybe order something to eat?”

You barely knew Jeno. You knew he was sweet and everything, but you didn't know anything about him, so it was hard to give Jaemin some advice.

“Well, I've been saving some cash, it was supposed to go to an important cause but this is probably very much worth it”

You walked for hours finding a perfect outfit, he bought Jeno expensive shoes, jeans, a shirt, and even a tie. Then he made you pick a watch, that got engraved a corny quote that Jaemin insisted on getting. You wondered where all that money came from, and when you got back to his car, he explained you, perhaps noticing you were curious.

“I was a dealer at school for some time, okay? I know it's not a good thing to do but it pays well”

He was pissed, but you knew you couldn't blame him, he wanted money and when you're young, there are very little things to can do to get it.

“That's alright, it's your savings after all” you tried to show him you weren't judging him

He stopped at the supermarket.

“Y/N, do you think we're bad people, is that why you hang out with us?”

“No, Jaemin. I think you all are funny, and for the record, I «hang out with you» because you spoke to me first. Do you think I'm dumb, is that why you hang out with me?”

He put in the cart vegetables and meat, he also bought a bottle of wine and cigarettes.

“I don't think you're dumb, I think you are hot”

Maybe he spoke too loud, because the lady at the check out looked at him as if he just said the dumbest thing she ever heard (which he did).

“That's fucking gross”

“I'm kidding, okay, sorry”

He payed and drove to Jeno's place. You still didn't know what was his plan, but you went with the flow.

He called Jeno and told him to get ready for dinner, and that he was bringing him some cake. Jeno, on the speaker, sounded really excited and it made your heart melt when he said he wasn't expecting that. When you arrived, Jaemin honked and parked, getting everything out of the trunk. Jeno came out excited and smiling, he was very happy about his best friend coming over in his birthday, even when he decided to bring basically a stranger and not the rest of his friends.

“Hello Y/N, I wasn't expecting you, I'm so glad you came”

You wished him a happy birthday, and hugged him. He was like a puppy, he hugged you back and thanked both of you for making him some company on his birthday.

“The boys called earlier, I figured no one would come over, I'm surprised you did”

Jaemin swallowed and proceeded to explain that his gift was a fancy date with a fancy outfit with his un-fancy friends. Jeno loved the idea, and as soon as Jaemin gave him the clothes, he ran to his room to get changed. Meanwhile, you and Jaemin cooked with the help of the internet, astonished that he didn't burn down the place.

Dinner was amazing, they shared all of their memories together and you learned why they loved each other so much, you laughed and got to know them better. You didn't notice when your phone died, so when they said it was 10 p.m, you asked Jaemin to give you a ride back home. You said your goodbyes to Jeno and he thanked you for spending your day with him. You thanked him for making you feel welcomed.

The drive back home was full of Jaemin thanking you for your help and for making Jeno happy, since he really thought you were cool and enjoyed your company after you met them. He stopped suddenly some blocks away from your house, and turned to you.

“I know I shouldn't say this, Y/N, but after spending the day with you, I know I definitely like you” you were speechless. You knew Jaemin was a flirt, so you allowed it, but you never thought he meant anything of what he said, Mark. It seemed like no matter what you did or where you were, everything went back to Mark.

Still too shocked to say something back, you gave everything a second thought. Mark was cool, he was attractive and whatever, but he'd never do anything like this with you. Jaemin was funny, and sweet, and apparently not afraid of showing what he felt and expressing his emotions. Jaemin figured that the only way of trying to get a response from you was making a move, and so he did. He held your hand between his, and turned your head so you'd look at him. You felt like you were blushing and he smiled. His left hand went to your cheek, while the right one kept caressing your palm. His lips were getting closer to yours, and just as he was almost kissing you, his phone rang like crazy. You told him to pick it up, so he put it on the speaker.

“Man, are you busy right now? I think I'm in trouble” The voice on the other line sounded so anxious, you almost failed to recognize it. But it was undeniably Mark “I really need your help”.

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A. N 2: UGH MAN I'M SO SORRY FOR REAL. I'm so sleepy, but I just wanted to post this, I'll add the link to the previous part tomorrow. I haven't slept in DAYS, my sleeping schedule is so fucked tbh. If you read this, thank you very much, and if you waited for the upload, thank you so absolute much, and sorry again. I also finally got the plot for my sort of horror story project I had before getting on hiatus. I hope you're doing well guys, I hope you liked this, too. It's short because I am doubting y'all wanna read this lmao.

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deadsaigon · 5 years ago

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Kindred spirits || Carl Grimes

Summary: In a parallel universe where Carl is still alive, he experiences the events during the 9x15.

Warnings: Death, and yeah, a lot of cuteness and sadness. All at the same time.

Note: The flashbacks are in italics. Gif is not mine.

A/n: I've been working on this for a while, I hope you like it. Honoring my baby Carl, he deserved to live longer in the series. Requests are open. Sorry if it's too long, but I think is worthy to read. Hope you like it.

"I stand before you today at the start of a new tomorrow. A tomorrow made possible by the sacrifice of many over the years. Among them a man whose mission was to build community and strengthen the bonds between us. A man who had to destroy the very thing that connected us in order to save us. It took us far too long to fulfill the promise of what Rick Grimes and his son Carl, who is here with us, envisioned" King Ezekiel stoped his speech, due to the ovation that the people started when they heard the name of 'Carl', Carl was a living legend. He and Amunet were between the crowd. One of his arms was around her waist and her head was over his shoulder. When the people around them began to applaud him, Carl blushed a little and he thanked them with his hand. "The same promise, Paul Rovia, better known the most as Jesus believed in when he brought us all together those many years ago. We've always been bound to each other. We always will be. We fought our way back to each other. We've grown. The crossing over the river may be gone, but we rebuilt a bridge nonetheless. Today is the proof that we can unite, not against a common enemy but for the common good. So eat, drink, trade and be merry, cause we got a lot of lost time to make up for" Ezekiel ended his speech.

Jerry stood in front of all the people. "That the first Annual Inter-community Reunification Fair begins" He said.

"Jerry, we changed that" Ezekiel told him with a little smile. All the people laughed. "Carl, could you make me the honor to say some words and inaugurate this?" The King asked him. "Amunet, you can pass, too". Carl blushed again, but Amunet encouraged him. They hold hands and passed to the front.

"Mmm, hello" He said, he was so nervous but Amunet pressed harder his hand, trying to calm him down. "I would like to thank you all, for not abandoning my dad's dream, the dream he worked so hard for so many years, the dream he gave his life for: the dream of being a big and unite family." Carl reached the cage of the white doves. "That the Fair or the New Beginning begins" He finished by setting free the doves. The people started to applaud again, and yeah, Carl blushed, once more.

Once the people got disperse, Carl and Amunet started walking around the Fair. "You're so cute when you blush" Amunet said.

"Stop it" He answered.

"It's the true, you are adorable" She laughed. Carl take her from her waist, pulled her close to him and kissed her.

"I love you, Amunet"

"I love you too, Carl" Amunet and Carl met each other since the beginning of the chaos. They were friends in the Atlanta camp, in the Hershel's farm, in the prison, and they started dating when they arrived to Alexandria. They had been a couple for 8 years approximately. They had always support each other.

"Alexandria is granted to give asylum to Lydia" Carl spoke. The leaders of each community, Tara for The Hilltop, Carol and Ezekiel for The Kingdom, Rachel for OceanSide, and Carl and Michonne for Alexandria, were discussing about the fact of Lydia forming part of the communities now. Henry, Lydia, Judith and Amunet were also there.

"If her mother retaliates it's gonna be against Hilltop, not Alexandria" Tara said, she didn't seem to be happy with Lydia being around.

"Tara, remember when you stood in the prison with the Governor? You were our enemy. But Glenn saved you, and brought you with him. At the start, people didn't trust you, obviously, but we gave you the doubt benefit, and look how it come, now, you become part of the family" Carl told her and Tara seemed to understand what he was trying to say. "That's why we propose a mutual protection pact. If her mother wants to attack Hilltop, it won't be easy, cause she is going to have to fight the four communities. They mess with one, they mess with us all" Carl continued talking. Everyone in the place agreed.

"How do we seal it? A blood pact? Do we cross the pinkies?" Tara said making everyone laugh.

"I just got an idea" King Ezekiel said and searched for something. Finally, he found the agreement that Rick had made so many years ago.

"How do you have it?" Michonne asked.

"Maybe I took some things when I left Alexandria" Tara answered.

The first who signed it were King Ezekiel and Queen Carol, then Tara, it continued Rachel, and then, it was the turn of Alexandria. Michonne took the pen in her hand, but extended it to Carl. "It should be the Rick Grimes son" She said. Carl took the pen and signed the paper with 'Carl Grimes'. It was it, the mutual protection pact was signed.

Amunet and Judith stood next to Carl. "Carl you did it amazing!" The little girl said and give him a hug.

"Thank you Judith" Carl took the body of his little sister in his arms and carried her.

"Thank you, Carl. Thank you so much" Lydia said.

"It's okay Lydia, I couldn't let you alone. You are one of us now. Also, Henry needs you" Lydia and Henry laughed. When Henry went for Lydia, after Alpha took her from The Hilltop, Carl, Daryl and Connie searched for him. Daryl and Connie didn't understand Henry, but Carl did.

"So, that's how you make CPR to a person" Enid finished her explication. "Who wants to pass and do it with the doll?" Judith raised her hand. "Okay, Judith, let's see how you do it" The doctor said her. Judith stood near to the doll, and started to do the steps that Enid had explained before. "You did it very well, congratulations! Take a lollipop. That's all, thank you"

The people dispersed, and Carl walked to Enid. "Hey, my favourite cowboy is here" They hugged each other. "How are you doing? Did Amunet came?"

"Cool, I'm pretty cool. Yeah, Amunet is here too. How are you Enid? Or I should say 'doctor Enid'?"

"I always call you 'cowboy', you have the right to call me 'doctor'" Both laughed.

"I'm happy to see you, Enid"

"I'm happy too, Carl. It's been a long since the last time we see each other"

"But we saw us in The Hilltop, when Rosita and Eugene got in trouble"

"I know, but I refer, to see each other like this, like family, not like two strangers. I'm sorry for never had get back to Alexandria, but Maggie needed me here"

"And I'm sorry for never have go to Hilltop to visit you, but you know what happened with Michonne, I needed to stay in Alexandria taking care of Judith and Rick Jr."

"Maybe we can be the same best friends that we were"

"I'd love that"

"It's gonna be a little different, I'm not the same depressive Enid that used to hate everything and used to sneak out the walls"

"That Enid was pretty cool, tho"

"It was cool for the emo Carl you were in that time. The antique Enid doesn't fit with the famous leader Carl you are now. But the doctor Enid, she fits perfect"

"I'm not famous" "Of course you are. You know that the adults tell about 'the Grimes' to their children?"

"I've heard about that, but I didn't think it was true"

"It's true, Carl, everybody knows your story, and I'm so proud of you"

"Heeeeyyyy, you're talking without me? I feel betrayed" Amunet got into the conversation.

"We were about to look for you" Carl said.

"I'm gonna pretend that I believe you. Enid! I've missed you so much" Both women hugged each other.

"I've missed you too. What have you being doing in Alexandria?"

"I'm in charge of the hydraulic system that provides water to the community. Also, I'm in charge of the maintenance of the solar panels, and the power generators. If they don't work, I fix them" Amunet said proudly.

"Woah, did Eugene teach you that?" "Who more could it be? The dude is a freaking genie. I'm glad to say that Siddiq did a good job training you, doctor"

"Can you believe it? Six year ago we were only teenagers trying to survive in the end of the world, and now, look at us" Enid said.

"This shit is crazy"

"Language, Carl!"

"Judith, what are you doing here?"

"I want a caramel apple, can we get one?"

"Okay, come on. Ladies, I'll see you later" Carl kissed Amunet before going with his sister.

"You don't have to go. They can patrol the surroundings by themselves" Amunet said to Carl.

"It's okay. I'm gonna be fine. Daryl is going too"

"Yeah girl, I'll take care of him, even if he doesn't need it anymore" Daryl said.

"You should reconsider it" Michonne said.

"Mom, you are worrying to much"

"Mom is right, Carl, it's too dangerous. What if something bad happens to you?" Judith said sadly.

Carl kneeled to be at the same height that his sister and put his hands in her cheeks. "Judy, do you trust me?" The girl nodded. "I'm going out there because I want to help. I can't stay here pretending that everything is fine with those crazy people with skin masks around. I want to guarantee the safety of you three" He said to Amunet, Michonne and Judith. "I have to do it"

Judith jumped into Carl's arms. "Just be careful Carl, please" The girl said.

"Be prudent. And do what Daryl says, Okay?" Michonne told.

"The last time I listen to Daryl I was fifteen, but sure, I will" Michonne, Carl and Judith involved themselves into a warm hugged.

Amunet was the only left to say goodbye. "Promise me you'll get back"

"I do. I always get back to you"

"I can't loose you, don't make me get through that"

"You are not going to loose me. I'll be back" The couple shared a kiss full of love and hope.

"I love you so much" Amunet said.

"I love you more. I'll see you later. Don't forget that you have my heart and that you are the fucking love of my life"

"Carl! Language"

"Sorry, Judith"

"It's time to go" Daryl said.

"Daryl, please, protect him"

"I will. But you have to understand that he's not a kid anymore Michonne" The man said before the group conformed by Magna, Yumiko, Carol, Kal, Marco, Dianne, he and Carl left.

"What the hell is that?" Carl asked.

The group had meet with DJ, Alek and Ozzy. They had found a destroyed carriage and dead horses. "We don't know. The bodies that were in here are missing. They must had been going to the Fair" DJ said.

"Do you think they were them?" Carl asked again, making reference to the people with masks.

"I'd like to say no, but you are not dumb"

"We should separate. Daryl, Carol, Yumiko and I will follow the rast of the bodies, and try to find them. Magna, Dianne, Marco and Kal, get to The Hilltop, and make sure everything is okay. DJ, Ozzy, Alek, keep patrolling around here. Let's go" Carl ordered.

When Carl's group moved, Carol and Daryl kept watching at Carl. "What's wrong guys?" He asked them.

"You did it pretty well in there. Being a leader is your thing, kid" Carol said with a little smile.

"Your dad would be so proud" Daryl told.

"Please, stop. People have been saying stuff like that all day"

"You shouldn't be ashamed of that, Carl" Yumiko said.

"Can we just keep going?" Carl ended the conversation.

The day turned into night. Carl's group was still searching for the bodies of the people from the carriage. Suddenly, some walkers appeared in their way. "Take care, watch their hands, they could have knives" Carl said.

Walkers grew in number, and then, a body of 2 meters of height appeared in front of them. Carl, Yumiko, Carol and Dary prepared their weapons. "Drop them. I won't ask twice" Beta ordered. The four obeyed him, and the tall guy directed his voice at Carl. "You just had to give me the girl. Now that deal is over. You are coming with us"

Beta took them to the Whisperer camp, and tied them to a tree. Then, Alpha appeared. "You, one-eyed, come" She said and unleashed Carl. Ponting at him with a gun, she took him to a pit, where a big horde of walkers was in. "I hope I'm wrong saying that you can't take care of my daughter" Alpha said.

"You are. We will be the family that Lydia never had. She is better with us" Carl answered her.

"You and your people are alive because I let you live. But I'm done with you all. If you cross into my land, once more, I'll guide the horde to the communities. I've mark the border to the North, you see it as you leave. Now, reunite with the rest of your group and get away from my sight".

After Alpha let go Carl, Daryl, Carol and Yumiko, they found Siddiq roofed to a tree, he had some injuries and the eyes bended.

"Siddiq! What are you doing here?" Carl asked him.

Siddiq wasn't able to answer him, so Carl helped him to get up and to keep walking.

During the way back home, they saw it, they saw the final warning that Alpha was talking about: some heads in pikes, marking the border of the Whisperers' lands.

Ten heads. Ten reanimated heads. Ten reanimated heads of people they loved and cared about. Ten people that were gone. Ten people that had died in a horrible way.

Once Yumiko, Daryl, Carol, Siddiq and Carl were close enough to the heads, they could finally saw who they were. And that only disturbed them more.

First head.

Ozzy.

Ozzy was the leader of the Highway men. He was working with his men to get to chance to watch a movie, and he didn't was capable to do that.

Ozzy was working only a few hours, and now, his head was the first of ten.

Second head.

Alek.

Alek was the right hand of Ozzy, and a member of the Highway men.

He was working with Ozzy for a benefit for him and their people only a few hours ago, and now, his head was the second of ten.

Third head.

DJ.

DJ was a reformed Savior that rebuilt his life six years ago when he redeemed himself and took the invitation of living in Alexandria. Since then, he had shown his effort by making sure that the surroundings of the community were safe. And Carl appreciated that.

Carl felt sorry seeing his head, cause he had live and worked with him for a long time. DJ was the proof that a person can actually change for good.

DJ was talking with Carl about his concern about the possibility of the Whisperers were killing people only a few hours ago, and now, his head was the third of ten.

Fourth head.

Frankie.

"Hey, Nabila, have you seen Frankie?" Eugene asked to the woman. He and Frankie's daughter were looking for her, there had been a long time since the last time they had saw her.

But Nabila hadn't seen her, cause Frankie wasn't in the fair anymore.

Frankie used to be one of Negan's wives. After the Saviors' defeat, she was accepted in Alexandria, where she adopted a girl and became in a great mom.

Carl felt sorry too. Judith sometimes used to play with Frankie's daughter and some others kids, and Frankie had always watch them. Frankie had take care of Judith on several occasions and he was thankful for that.

She was hugging her daughter and enjoying the fair only a few hours ago, and now, her head was the fourth of ten.

Fifth head.

Tammy Rose.

"Have you seen Tammy?" Earl asked Connie and Kelly, with his son in his arms.

Kelly repeated the question with sign language, so Connie could understand.

The answer was no. The sisters hadn't seen her, Tammy wasn't near.

Tammy was an old lady that lived in Hilltop with his husband Earl. They had lost his son Ken six years ago. But life had give them happiness again with the arrived of a baby that Connie had rescue from The Whisperers.

Tammy was talking with Earl about how they should name their son only a few hours ago, and now, her head was the fifth of ten.

Sixth head.

Rodney

Rodney was a teenager that lived in Hilltop. He was trying to have a normal teenager life.

He was hanging around with his friends only a few hours ago, and now, his head was the sixth of ten.

Seventh head.

Addy.

Addy was other teenager from Hilltop. She had worries about the walkers, but also, she had some teenager worries, like, trying to make the guy you like to like you.

She was talking with Henry only a few hours ago, and now, her head was the seventh of ten.

Eighth head.

Enid.

"It feels so sweet" Alden and Luke were singing on the stage. They had a large audience, but still, Alden noticed that someone was missing. Someone special. Had she forgotten? of course not. she was eager to see her boyfriend sing and be able to make fun of it. If Enid wasn't there, it was because she wasn't in this world either.

Enid was a resident of Alexandria when Carl met her. She was mysterious and mature, things that made Carl to got interested in her, an also, to liked her. Both had a realistic perspective of the world, and they became best friends cause of that.

Now, Enid was a doctor. She had something worth to work for. She was an important member of her community. She was living the happy life that she always had deserved.

When Carl saw her, something cracked inside of him, his heart for sure. He couldn't deal with the fact of seeing his best friend's head on a pike. So, a tear fell down his cheek.

"No" He mumbled. "Not you".

Carl was being Siddiq's support, but at that moment, the roles got changed. Carl's legs shaked like he was about to fall. " It's okay, Carl, it's okay. Stay with me, please" Siddiq said.

"Hey, my favourite cowboy is here"

"I always call you 'cowboy', you have the right to call me 'doctor'"

"I know, but I refer, to see each other like this, like family, not like two strangers. I'm sorry for never had get back to Alexandria, but Maggie needed me here"

"Maybe we can be the same best friends that we were"

"It's true, Carl, everybody knows your story, and I'm so proud of you"

Memories of her didn't leave his mind. Memories of Enid being happy. Memories of his best friend for all life.

He remembered the first time she saw her, on that abandoned house at the entrance of Alexandria. He remembered the times that he followed in the woods and lost her from his sight. He remembered when they used to sneak out the walls and go into the woods to read comics. He remembered all the times that she gave him advices about his relationship. He remembered when they skated in their way to Hilltop. He remembered a lot of things that they could never do again.

He had lost his best friend and he couldn't get her back.

Enid was teaching people how to do CPR only a few hours ago. Enid was eating caramel apples with his boyfriend only a few hours ago. Enid was getting back the lost time with her best friend only a few hours ago, and now, her head was the eighth of ten.

Ninth head.

Tara.

"If you happen to see her, could you tell her I need to speak with her?" Gabriel asked Eugene.

"I haven't seen her in a while, but she must be around" Eugene said. Sadly, he was wrong. Tara wasn't around, not anymore.

When the prison got under attack, Tara was in the Governor's army, she was with the guy who killed Hershel, she was the enemy. But things changed. Glenn needed her help, and, Tara needed to help Glenn, she needed to help him so the guilt she was feeling could disappear. It was when she was ready to die in that tunnel full of walkers, so Glenn could live and continue searching for his wife, that Tara stop being the enemy, and became family.

She was Hilltop's leader since Jesus' death, she was capable to lead, and she was ready to. She was supposed to be a great leader.

Carol, Daryl and Carl looked at her head with melancholy. They had survived with her during a lot time, and now, that girl with an incredible sense of humor that used to brigthen their days didn't exist anymore. She had been reduced to a sad walker.

"If her mother retaliates it's gonna be against Hilltop, not Alexandria"

That thought arrived at Carl's mind. Tara was protecting her people, but she must have protected herself.

Tara was thinking about what was the the best for her people only a few hours ago. Tara was signing the mutual protection pact only a few hours ago. Tara was being the leader that the Hilltop needed only a few hours ago, and now, her head was the ninth of ten.

Tenth head.

"Where could she be? She's not the kind of people that disappear without telling someone where she is going" Rosita told to Eugene.

"Maybe she wanted to be alone. She wasn't happy about Carl going out there. Maybe she wanted to distract herself"

"Eugene, she wouldn't do that. If she didn't tell anyone what she was going to do, it's because she is going out there and look for him. She care so much about him"

"In that case, I hope she is still in here. She can get hurt if she goes alone"

"Come on, we need to find her. Carl is going to kill us if something happens to her" Rosita commanded.

Even though Rosita and Eugene went to look for her as soon as they realized that she was missing, someone else had already found her.

And then, Carl saw the last pike. With his eye wide open, he unconsciously left Siddiq alone. He dropped the Colt Phyton that he had in his hand. He couldn't take his sight apart from the head. He approached to the pike a little more, he was wishing that his sight was playing tricks on him, because in case it wasn't, and the head was of the person he was thinking it was, he couldn't stand that.

He was about to get close enough when Daryl got between his sight and the pike. "No! No!" Daryl shouted, while he was holding Carl of his shoulders. "Don't look at it. Don't look"

Carl's legs shaked again, but this time, he fell on his knees. Daryl got on his knees too, to comfort him. "Kid, please, don't look at her, don't do that".

Carl's cry was making him look so vulnerable and so broken that even Yumiko felt the need of hug him. But nobody dare to do it, except of Daryl, who was already with him.

Daryl was speaking to him, but he wasn't listening. His heart was so broken and he was so submerge on his memories that everything around him didn't seem to be important.

Inside of Carl, it was like his mind wanted to live again all the moments that he had shared with her, like he needed to remember everything he had done with Amunet.

Cause, yeah, the head that was on that pike was hers.

"Hi, my name is Carl, what's yours?"

"I'm Amunet" The little girl answered. They were in the outsides of Atlanta, in a camp.

"Do you wanna play with me and Sophia? She wants to meet you"

"I would like to"

"Great! Follow me" Carl took her hand and guided her to where the other girl was. They played all morning and all afternoon, that when the sun hid, the three kids could barely stay awake.

The memorie of the first time they talked arrived. Carl felt like he was just being stabbed in the heart, so he let out a heartbreaking scream, toring apart his lungs.

"Carl! You woke up" Amunet had been waiting to him to wake up since Hershel operated him. She was happy that his friend was okay.

"Hello, Amunet. How's Sophia?"

"We hadn't find her" She said, sadly. But at least you are okay, I've missed you"

"We'll find her. I promise. I've missed you too. My dad gave my his hat, cool, no?"

"Yeah, now you are a cowboy"

"You can try it on, it must look great on you" Carl put the hat on Amunet's head. Both kids were laughing, but Carl started to cough.

"Carl, are you okay?" The girl asked worried.

"Yes, I shouldn't laugh too much, it hurts"

"You should get some sleep. Hershel said you're still weak"

"Could you stay here? I don't like to be alone"

"Sure"

The boy made a space in the bed, so Amunet could lay on it. "Sweet dreams, Amunet"

"Sweet dreams, Carl"

The sound of Carl's sobs were mixing with the sound of the moans that Amunet's head was doing. It was a brutal and depressive mix.

When a walker Sophia appeared out of the barn, Carl and Amunet started crying. They hugged each other and stayed like that for a while. After Rick put her down, and the adults began to move the bodies, they were the only ones that were near the barn.

"I thought we would find her" Carl said.

"I did it too. I'm gonna miss her" Amunet started to cry again.

"Hey, don't worry, we are you and me now, okay? You and me, together"

"Forever?"

"Forever"

Carl scratched the dirt under his hands, like the only way he had to express his anger. He could felt the Daryl's arms around him, but he didn't feel comforted.

"My mom's dead, Amunet. I killed her"

"You did what you needed to do. You couldn't just leave her, you know what would've happen"

"I'm a killer. The last moments I had with her I acted like an idiot"

"You were a great son, your mom loved you. And you are going to be a great big brother. Big brother Carl, remember that?"

"Can you give me a hug?"

"You don't have to ask for one"

"We should put them down" Daryl said, and his arms left Carl's body.

"Left Enid and Amunet, please, I'll do it" Carl said, standing up. Daryl moved his head in approval.

Carl got in the wagon that Garet told him. It was dark, but he could see that there were more people in there. A familiar silhouette appeared.

"Carl?" A voice that he knew perfectly asked.

"Amunet!" He said with joy. Both kids got together in a lovely hug, with tears in their cheeks.

"I thought you were dead" Amunet said crying. "When we were running out of the prison and you covered me from the walkers cause I didn't have ammo, I lost you, I looked for you but you weren't there"

"I had to get away from other way. Sorry"

"Don't you ever left me like that again"

"I won't"

Carl finally stood up, with his hands still shaking, he took the knife that Amunet had got for him in one of the running supplies that she did in Alexandria.

Carl opened his eye for the first time since he had get shot by Ron. The first thing he saw after had defeat the death again was Amunet, who was sat next to him. Amunet was submerged in her mind, she didn't notice that he was awake.

"Hi" He said.

Amunet made eye contact with him, and she smiled. She was showing him that beautiful smile and seeing him with those precious grey eyes that had him hypnotized.

She didn't said anything. She just stood up, got near to Carl and kissed him on his lips. "Thanks for wake up. I was losing my mind"

"I just lost mine with that kiss" He joked.

"I should've done that a long time ago"

Carl reached Enid's head.

"Why did you come to get me to The Hilltop?" Enid asked.

"I was worried about you. You didn't take any knife with you"

"I can take care of myself"

"I know, but..."

"But what?"

"You are my best friend. I needed to know you were going to be fine"

Enid hugged Carl and talked to his ear. "And you are my best friend, too. Thank you for made me company"

He raised the knife and buried it in the skull.

"I'm so sorry, Enid. Go to rest, it's time"

The head stopped moaning and Carl felt a little relieved. His best friend was resting now, in a place without suffer, that was what she deserved.

What Carl did next wasn't easy. He was in front of Amunet's head. It was the only left to put down. Everyone was waiting for Cark to do it.

Carl raised his hand, but this was shaking a lot that he dropped the knife.

"Carl, I could do it" Daryl said.

"I have to do this, please" Carl took again the knife. He looked at the walker's eyes. They were grey, but not the beautiful grey that Amunet's eyes used to be. And that was because that walker wasn't Amunet anymore, Amunet wasn't a sad head, Amunet was a shimmering start that guided Carl's life during so many years, and that wasn't going to change. A last memory appeared before Carl had put down the walker.

Amunet and Carl hugged after Carl almost got killed by Lucille. "I love you, Carl, I love you so much"

"I love you too, Amunet. I love you too" That was the first time they said 'I love you' to each other.

"I will always love you, Amunet" Carl said before he buried the knife, making the moans stopped. Amunet was now a free soul. Amunet loved Carl until the ended of her life. Amunet died thinking about Carl. And Amunet would always be with Carl.

Amunet and Carl were kindred spirits.

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Title: What We Lack Part 16 Pairing: Kacchako, Deku/Melissa, Todomomo Rating: T Word Count: 4,730 Read on Ao3 Summary:

Quirkless.

They’re the last people anyone expects to have a child without a quirk.

Neither of them can fully wrap their heads around it, but Ochako knows Katsuki is struggling far more than her.

Thank you to @its-love-u-asshole and @amaisenshi for reading this over and letting me freak out always.

"So you feel better then?" Kazu asked, slipping his fingers under the straps of his backpack. He draped it over the back of his chair and began packing up his books.

"I guess," Sayuri shrugged.

"That wasn't very confident," Kazu snorted.

"I got him to say sorry to your dad, and he told me a lot of things he'd never told me before," she admitted. "So yeah, I feel better."

"Good!" Kazu smiled, turning back around to grab his notebook. "I was working on some things with my mom this weekend and I think you're going to love them!" Kazu flipped through the pages, the paper brushing against his fingers

"Yeah," she chuckled, peering over at the notebook.

Things were better, true. She didn't think her father was looking at her strangely and she did appreciate him apologizing to Deku.

She just wished she could believe in herself more. It was odd. Her father believed in her; she understood that now more than ever. And yet she still couldn't shake the feeling she was absolutely useless without a quirk.

"Sayuri?"

"Huh?" she blinked, glancing over at Kazu.

"I asked what you thought of this design. It's for Chargebolt!"

"O-Oh!" she said, shaking her head as she glanced down at the notebook. "I'm sorry, I was spacing out."

Kazu narrowed his eyes and slammed the book shut. "Alright, that does it. We're gonna go do something fun!"

"Eh?!" Sayuri said, her cheeks heating up. "What do you mean something fun?!"

"I dunno! We're gonna go... get some ice cream or something!" he laughed. "Ah..." he mumbled. "Uhm... if you want to."

Sayuri rolled her eyes, leaning forward to poke his forehead. "You dork," she snorted. "Of course I want to. But... Shouhei is coming to dinner tonight so I gotta get back for that. I mean you could probably come if you wanted."

"W-Well I wouldn't want to impose. Knowing Aunty Ocha, she'll want to have some private family time," he stammered, rubbing over his arm.

"Kazu you're practically family, please," she snorted. "You don't have to be sensitive about it."

"I'm… I'm not being sensitive!" he exclaimed, waving his hand up and down quickly.

Admittedly, being around Kazu always made her feel slightly more at ease. Nothing was wrong with her, he often reminded her of that, just by being himself. She was lucky to know him... and she was happy they could go to the same school.

Silently, she wondered what would happen when they both reached high school. Kazu was looking to go to U.A. for the support track.

Sayuri had no idea what she wanted to do. She wanted to help Melissa and stay with Kazu, which ultimately meant attending U.A for their support program, but... Sayuri didn't know if she wanted to go U.A.

She could hear what they would say about her, the whispers in the halls she already experienced only getting worse.

Why is Uravity and Ground Zero's quirkless daughter attending U.A.?! She doesn't even have a quirk.

Uravity and Ground Zero must be so disappointed their daughter can only do the support track.

At least they have one functional son.

She only got accepted because of her parents, she never would've if she was just some random quirkless girl.

"Sayuri?"

"Yes," she said, turning to Kazu once again, trying to shake her awful thoughts.

"You... don't look ready?" he said, tilting his head.

"What?" she asked.

"I asked if you were ready to head out."

"Oh..." she said, realizing she was very much the opposite of ready to leave. She was still sitting in the chair, backpack completely open.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Kazu asked, leaning down towards her.

Gently pushing his face, she shook her head. "Don't be an idiot, Kazu!" she scoffed. "I'm totally fine."

"You know, my Dad always says people who aren't fine, say they're totally fine," Kazu teased, a gentle smirk pulling across his lips.

Sayuri rolled her eyes and grabbed her backpack, stomping out of the classroom. "Why can't you just let it be?" she snapped, making her way down the hall.

"Because," Kazu muttered, "you're my best friend and I don't like to see you all spacey like this. Are you sure everything is okay with you and your dad?"

She sighed, grabbing the doors to the front entrance to head out. She really didn't want to talk about this, or think about it. She still had two more years of middle school before she really had to make any long term decisions. But U.A. constantly glared at her, staring her smack in the face. Her brother was there now and everyone talked about it in relation to her parents. Even Kazu would mention it from time to time.

"Yeah," she nodded. "It's not him. I... really do feel better about him," she said. "I just... ugh... I don't wanna talk about this," she growled, stomping away from the school.

Kazu twisted his lips. "S-Sorry..." he muttered. "I didn't mean to make you mad..." He rubbed his arm and let out a gentle sigh. "I always do that..."

"Oh stop it," she snorted and punched his arm. "You didn't make me mad. It just... it just sucks okay? Don't you ever get... annoyed when people look at you because your Dad is this amazing hero and they all expect you to do the same thing?"

Kazu blinked. "I... never really thought about it!" he laughed. "I mean don't get me wrong, people say stuff like that all the time. They ask me why I don't want to be a hero," he chuckled. "I was at an interview with my parents one time... and they brought me out even though I was just supposed to watch and I totally froze up and could barely get two words out."

"Yeah," Sayuri snorted. "I remember seeing that on T.V. Total disaster," she nudged him.

"Yeah thanks," he sighed. "I tried to tell them hero work wasn't for me, but the guy even made a comment that I probably would change my mind. Of course my Mom set that straight." Kazu began to laugh. "I kinda laugh at it now. I mean, it doesn't matter. I'm not changing my mind. I see how hard my Dad pushes himself, physically, mentally... he's amazing, but... I can tell I don't want that."

"Right," Sayuri nodded. "So you just ignore everyone else."

"Heh... basically, yeah!" he laughed, rubbing the back of his neck.

Jealousy rolled through her spine. "I wish it were that easy."

"It'll get easier," Kazu said. "I think when we get older... they won't care as much. Or... that's kinda my hope."

"Yeah," Sayuri scoffed. "That's definitely mine too. I'm sure I'll figure it out."

"You will!" Kazu smiled. "And don't worry, I'll be right here with you to help! I-If you need it!"

"Of course," she snorted. The problem was... Kazu had no desire to be a hero. It was easy for him to ignore everything they said because deep down he didn't care.

Sayuri however, wanted to be a hero more than anything and the desire burned deep within her core. She just wished she knew how to let it go.

Standing outside of his house, Shouhei bounced up and down on his feet. "It's okay. Okay, okay, okay..." he muttered, stretching up. It was just dinner. He had dinner with his parents all the time. This wasn't going to be any different.

Even if he did plan on telling them about his relationship with Yuuta.

Just the thought made him nervous as all hell. He couldn't pinpoint why. His parents were never judgmental, at least not about that. He'd made a pact with Yuuta; they would both tell their parents about their relationship before the sports festival... and since it was coming up in just a few weekends, he was running out of time.

It would be fine though. He knew it would. It had to be.

He sighed, putting the key into the slot as he turned the door, already hearing laughing coming from the kitchen.

"Mom, you know Dad is going to be mad..." He could hear Sayuri's loud voice echoing from down the hall.

"That's nothing new," Shouhei called out, dropping his bag by the door. "What's he going to be mad about this time?" he asked, walking around the corner to the kitchen. Of course, the second he did, he knew exactly what his father would be mad about.

His mother was desperately scrubbing at the stove, the water in the sink running loudly. "I didn't realize the pot was going to boil over!" she said. "If I get it clean before he gets here, neither of you are to tell your father."

"Dad has... a weird intuition about these kind of things," Sayuri said. "Even if we don't tell him... I think he's going to know."

"Shit," Ochako cursed and both of the children laughed.

"Language, Mom," Shouhei teased, as she often said to them.

"Oh please," she snorted and turned around to give him a hug. "I was just so excited you were coming home for dinner tonight."

Sayuri clicked her tongue, leaning her head against her hand. "You should've seen her earlier when she was getting ready. I think she scared Kazu away."

"Mom," Shouhei said, taking the sponge from her as he moved his hand around her to finish cleaning up the mess she created. "Go sit down. I'll fix it. Dad is far less likely to get angry at me than he is you."

"Okay, okay," she sighed, stepping back.

As if on cue, the door slammed open loudly. "Ochako!" Katsuki snapped from down the hall. "What did you do to my kitchen?!"

"E-Eh?!" Ochako froze at the table. "Which one of you told on me?" she whined and stared at her husband coming angrily down the hall.

"Shou!" he snapped. "What did your mother do?"

"How do you even know she did something?" Sayuri asked.

"I can smell it," he growled. "It smelled like shit was burning all the way outside!"

Shouhei couldn't help but laugh, especially when his mother hung her head with such shame.

"I swear, I just wanted to do something nice for Shou!" she said, letting her head drop onto the table.

"We've talked about this so many goddamn times. You are not allowed in the kitchen," Katsuki hissed, grabbing the sponge from Shouhei.

"Dad... why don't you go change first..." Shou muttered, trying not to laugh at how foolish his father looked, so angry in the kitchen still wearing his hero costume. "All of this is just going to get in the way."

With a growl, Katsuki slammed the sponge down. "Fine. I'll change, but when I get back I'm fixing all this shit!" he grumbled, waving his hand frantically over the kitchen.

Shouhei chuckled, taking a seat next to his sister. As amazing as school was going, he did miss his family. He missed seeing his father frantic in the kitchen, his sister's snippy arguments and his mother's ability to make them laugh no matter what.

His father returned to the kitchen, working on their meal for the evening and Shouhei took a seat, watching him.

It was a scene he was so used to; his father in the kitchen, his mother setting up the table and Sayuri looking impatient next to him. Over the years they'd grown, but the scene hadn't changed much.

It was strange to think he was growing up so fast and soon he would be living on his own. Grade school and middle school had gone by in what felt like a blur and now high school was about to do the same, or so he thought.

Shouhei knew he would always be welcome here, but it was going to become different. He could work with his parents and live on his own... maybe with Yuuta...

He still had so much time left in high school, and yet it felt like the world was rushing by him faster than he could process.

"Are you excited for the sports festival?" Ochako asked, while they all sat at dinner. "Your father and I are going to come watch!"

"Yeah," he said, hoping he would do a good job. He had a lot to think about when it came to the sports fest. His father had won the first year and his mother had come in first in their third year. The two were incredibly strong, but Shouhei wasn't sure if he was quite at that level yet, despite all the training he'd been doing.

"You know," Ochako smirked, tapping her chopsticks together. "Everyone says the first sports festival is when your dad fell for me. Even though I lost to him, I impressed him so much-"

"Oi!" Katsuki snapped, slamming his fist down on the table. "That's not what fuckin' happened."

"Okay," Ochako hummed, giggling to herself. "It is," she whispered.

"Isn't that the time they had to chain Dad up because he was so mad at Shouto?" Sayuri smirked.

"Mhm. He felt like his win was cheapened," Ochako explained.

"Damn right it was!!" Katsuki snorted.

"And then he kicked your ass in our second year," Ochako smirked.

Katsuki snapped his chopsticks in half. "Ochako, shut your mouth."

"We're looking forward to seeing what you do, Shou," she said, ignoring her husband. "I know you're going to be incredible. Don't pressure yourself though, stress will make it hard for you to focus. Trust me, I know," Ochako said, scooping some rice into her mouth.

"Yeah, it'll be fun," he said nodding.

Glancing to Sayuri, he noticed she was extremely quiet. The sports festival was something they had always enjoyed watching on T.V together when they were younger... but perhaps it would be too difficult for her to watch now. He didn't want to force her, but he did hope she would come with their parents.

When dinner finished, Ochako sighed, carrying their plates over to the sink. "How about you stay for the whole weekend, Shou?" she suggested.

"You know I gotta go back, Mom. We have training and shit," he said and she shook her head.

"I know sweetheart," she said. "I just wish you could stay forever. I don't know what I'm going to do when Sayuri leaves. I'm lucky I got to keep one of you."

"Love you too Mom," Shouhei said, and glanced towards his father.

He had to talk to them. He had to just come out and say it. It would be fine if he just got it over with. They weren't going to care. In fact, his mother would probably be thrilled... but his father hated Shouto... well, sort of. Shouhei swung his arms forward, letting his hands clap together. "Uh... so... Dad! Can we... talk?" he muttered.

The room froze all eyes turning to look at Shouhei. Katsuki's eyes were wide and Shouhei supposed it was a little odd... normally he talked to his mother about most of his problems or decisions, especially because they had similar quirks and oftentimes similar thoughts. Plus, his father wasn't much of a talker. They would spar together and work hard in that way, but talking was rare.

Pushing up from his chair, Katsuki nodded. "Alright. Let's go." He waved his hand as he led him towards the backyard where they usually would fight or play when he and his sister were younger.

Katsuki pushed the door open and stood on the porch. "What's wrong?"

Shouhei started to chuckle. "What do you mean 'what's wrong'?"

"I assume somethin' is wrong if you want to talk to me and not your mother. Or you don't want to stress her out or some bullshit," he said folding his arms over his chest.

"It's... not that," he said slowly. Swallowing, he tried not to look at his father's intense red eyes. He knew he was watching his every move, every breath. His father was always incredible at observing.

"Okay," Katsuki said, leaning against the wall of their house. "Take your time."

"Eh?" Shouhei blinked, watching his father relax.

"You're nervous about some shit. So, take your time," he said.

"Y-Yeah... Dad do you... uhm..." he sighed. How did he even go about saying this? "Do you... actually hate Shouto?"

"HAH!?" Katsuki yelled, pushing himself off of the wall. Apparently that wasn't the question he'd been expecting.

"I-I mean... do you? You talk about how much you can't stand 'shitty Half and Half' and Uncle Deku but... you don't actually hate them right?" Shouhei muttered, rubbing his fingers together. He was two seconds from making himself float away.

"...They suck. I'm fuckin' better than them. Nothing will change that," Katsuki hissed. "They're whatever. They're idiots."

"So... you don't then?" Shouhei stammered. Fucking hell... his father was so hard to read sometimes. Even after almost 16 years Shouhei could barely figure out what he meant from time to time.

Katsuki shrugged. "What does this have to do with you?"

It didn't really. Yuuta wasn't Shouto... in fact if anything, Yuuta was more like his mother but that was besides the point.

"I..." he swallowed. "I... I'm... uhm... Yuuta and I..."

"Are dating?" Katsuki said, staring Shouhei blankly in the face.

Gasping, Shouhei tried not to jump backwards. "W-What?! How did you know!?"

"Had a feeling. You were acting all nervous and shit and why else would you ask me about Half and Half," Katsuki explained. "You and Twin 2 were always close. It's not surprising."

"It's not?"

"No," Katsuki said. "Kinda always thought you liked boys, especially Twin 2" he shrugged.

"Really?" Shouhei blinked. How had his father noticed something about himself he barely had just figured out?

"Yeah," Katsuki smirked. "You always wanted to be around him… Hugging him and getting all excited when he did shit. You talked about him a lot too." "I-I guess I did," Shouhei muttered, blushing. Had his crush been so obvious? He swallowed, turning back to his father. "You… really don't care?"

"Why would I? I don't get what's so great about Half and Half's shitty kids, but do what you want, Shouhei," he said. Glaring, he turned to him once again. "And be fucking safe!"

He wrinkled his nose. "Ew, Dad… why would you-" he shook his head, and let out a long sigh. "Well, it's not like I could get him pregnant-" Shouhei began to tease.

"Doesn't fucking matter-" Katsuki hissed. "Be. Safe."

"I will..."

Katsuki sucked in a long breath of air. "Yuuta's a good kid. I'll kill him if he hurts you."

Shouhei couldn't help but laugh at that. "I know you will. Mom will too."

"Yeah, she's more intense than me about that shit. Sometimes you gotta get hurt to learn and all that crap," he said. "She's ready to protect you from fuckin' everything."

Shouhei nodded. "Well I-I'm glad you're okay with it."

"Shou, I don't give a fuck who you love. Does it suck that one day I could be at your wedding with fucking Half and Half? Yes. But if you're happy, that's all that fucking matters."

"Dad... even if I don't marry Yuuta... I'm probably going to invite Shouto to my wedding..."

"Gross," Katsuki snorted, and nudged Shouhei's shoulder.

"Deku too."

"Ugh..." Katsuki groaned. "Enough. Stop it with this bullshit."

"Okay, okay. I probably should tell Mom," he said.

"She's gonna be so damn excited. Prepare yourself," Katsuki muttered.

"I think I got this," he said. "And hey wait! Why is Yuuta 'Twin 2'?"

"I dunno. I thought he was the second one or whatever?" Katsuki shrugged.

"Dad, they're twins, how can he be the second one?" Shouhei asked, raising his eyebrow.

"One of 'em had to come out first."

Shouhei wrinkled his nose and pushed at his father's shoulder, storming back into the house. "Gross," he said, but he felt nothing but relief.

The scary part was over, and he followed his dad back in the house, knowing everything from here on out was going to be good.

And honestly, he couldn't stop smiling.

Yuuta was especially horrible at two things. One: keeping secrets and two: awkward silences, which is why he sat at dinner with Arata and his parents, desperately biting on his lip.

His face was slightly scrunched up, his teeth pressed deep into his lip, and he kept staring at Arata.

But he promised. He promised he wouldn't tell anyone Arata was training with their grandfather, and though he was bad at keeping secrets, he prided himself on being good at keeping promises.

If only someone would say something.

The twins had come home when Momo texted both of them about how much she missed them, mentioning she was making cold soba that evening for their father. Shouhei was also going home to his parents house, so Yuuta had immediately texted back asking to join. After much harassment, they'd convinced Arata to come as well.

And now, no one was talking.

"How is school going?" Shouto asked, breaking the silence as he glanced to Momo.

"Fine," Arata said, slurping the noodles up into his mouth.

"Uh... uh..." Yuuta stammered. "It's... going! You know... preparing for the sports festival and all. Lots of training!" he said. His hands wouldn't stop shaking.

From across the table, he caught Arata's eyes and his twin glared at him. He could tell Arata was hoping he wouldn't completely blow his cover. Knowing him, Arata was well aware Yuuta was struggling to not explode at the dinner table.

Momo frowned and placed her chopsticks down, patting her mouth with her napkin. "Yuuta, honey, you seem nervous. Is everything okay?"

"W-What!?" he gasped, almost choking on the noodles he swallowed.

"See?" she said, looking at him with such concern. "You're very jumpy."

"I-I'm not! I swear. Everything is fine. Totally fine," he stammered and Arata glared harder. That wasn't helping. Not at all. "I, uhm... was thinking about this paper for school..."

"Yuuta, if something is wrong... you can always speak to us about it," Shouto said, placing his own set of chopsticks down.

"No! R-Really I'm fine!" he said, waving his hands back forth.

"We don't want you to feel like you can't talk to us, darling," Momo said softly. She reached forward and gently placed her hand on his arm and Yuuta swallowed.

"Uhm... I..."

"He's fine," Arata hissed. "We've got a lot of school work right now."

"Well you didn't have to come home if you were both so busy," Momo said quietly, looking down at her food.

"N-No! I-I suggested it! I wanted to!" Yuuta said, not wanting his mother to feel bad.

Arata glared again.

"Just know the door for conversation is always open," Shouto continued.

"Y-Yeah I know..."

"We don't want you to feel stressed because of school," Momo said softly, giving his wrist a gentle squeeze.

It wasn't school. It had nothing to do with school. School was actually going amazingly. But...

Yuuta glanced at Arata and bit his lip, trying not to shout it out to the world. He was trying his best not to scream the truth to his parents. The last thing he wanted to do was get anyone angry at him and he felt like he was teetering on the edge of exploding.

"You're both hard workers but we don't want you to push yourselves so much that it makes you unhappy," Shouto said, his gaze flicking towards Arata.

Why were they still pushing? Couldn't they let it go? Just this once? His parents were far too caring for their own good. He glanced down, his palms sweating as he felt all their eyes fall on him. His parents looking at him with such concern, Arata glaring…

He squeezed his hands, his quirk tingling at his fingertips. He took in a few deep breaths, trying to stop the blue flames from igniting over his hands. That would definitely give him away. He glanced at his mother, seeing how she looked at him with such concern...

Swallowing, Yuuta nodded quickly. He had to say something... anything... and it couldn't be about Arata or school or...

"Shouhei and I are dating!" he blurted out and then quickly covered his mouth.

Arata dropped his chopsticks and his parents slowly opened their mouths, staring at him. Well, crap...

He took a deep breath, keeping his mouth covered as a new wave of anxiety took over. He hadn't meant to tell them that yet. He wanted to do it when Arata wasn't around and he could talk to them more privately and explain his feelings... but some secret had to come out of him and of course it had to be that one... in order to stop himself from blabbing about Arata.

No one was saying anything and Yuuta tried not to panic. They were all staring at him, their eyes digging deep under his skin. Did they think he was gross? Were they mad?!

Momo blinked. "You and Shouhei are dating?" she asked.

Yuuta swallowed, glancing at Arata whose eyes had finally softened. Maybe he felt bad? Either way, he didn't look as though he was about to interject.

"...Yeah..." he said slowly. "But I really love him! I mean... like him... I don't think we're quite at that point of saying 'love' but I... he's great! I know his dad is intense and grr... but Shouhei isn't! And... and I'm really happy and I really don't want to break up with him... so please..." he rambled on and on, tears rising to his eyes as he began to speak, the words pouring out of him fast.

Momo immediately jumped up and wrapped her arms around. "Oh honey! That's wonderful," she said, stroking through his hair before cupping his cheeks. "Why would you ever have to break up with him?"

"I-I don't know! I-I thought you would be mad..." he said, unable to look at her in the eye.

"Yuuta... we would never be mad about something like that," Shouto said, reaching forward to squeeze his other hand.

"Of course not! I'm so... happy! You and Shou have been friends for so long! This... is so adorable!" Momo giggled, leaning forward to gently kiss his forehead. "It doesn't matter who you love, we all will always love you," she said. "I’m so happy you told us!"

Shouto smiled, staring at him with such gentle eyes, he gave him a nod and Yuuta knew his father approved.

"I'm so sorry if we did anything to make you feel nervous about that," Momo whispered, kissing his forehead again before sitting back down.

"N-No... I was just... it's honestly been a little overwhelming... I didn't think... he would like me like that and ... you know... but... I am really happy. I’m… you guys are really okay with it?"

"Mhm," Shouto chuckled. "All we want is for you, for both of you to be happy." With that, their gazes turned to Arata who was clenching his chopsticks hard.

"Good for you... Yuuta," he scoffed and pushed himself out from the table.

"Arata?" Momo began, but he stormed off down the hall, stepping into his room and slamming the door.

Shouto frowned and stood up, following after him. "I’ll speak to him," he said, a sigh laced through his words.

"Don't worry sweetheart, we'll talk to Arata, I'm sure this isn't... anything to do with you and Shouhei," Momo whispered, gently stroking over his arm. "Your brother… is going through something that none of us seem to understand."

"Y-Yeah..." Yuuta muttered, the anxiety returning to his chest. He knew what Arata was hiding, he didn’t fully know why… but he knew and he didn’t want to blurt out another secret.

Momo leaned forward and cupped his cheek. "We’re so happy for you! To be friends for so long and find love…" she smiled.

He let out a sigh and nodded, trying to smile so his mother didn’t worry. He knew Arata’s outburst didn't have anything to do with him and Shouhei... but even when he was trying to protect Arata... it seemed he couldn't do anything right by his brother.

#kacchako #todomomo #bakugou katsuki #todoroki shouto #bnha #boku no hero academia #uraraka ochako #yaoyorozu momo #OC kids

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plusultrabitchez · 6 years ago

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Rooms on Fire Chapter 12: Dinner with The Shinsou’s Part 1

(Art and OC's by the amazing Keiid)

"You ready?" Hitoshi asked as he popped his head into the closet.

"Ummm...." You were crawling around like Gollum in your underwear digging through your clothes. Hitoshi rolled his eyes.

"I personally love your outfit, not sure about how my parents will feel about it though."

You huffed and glared at Hitoshi. You were so really nervous and wanted to make a good impression. He would never admit it, but Hitoshi found it cute that you were so nervous. He sighed and sat down on the floor with you.

"It's okay gorgeous. They're going to love you."

You looked at him eyes filled with worry. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah why wouldn't they?"

You let out a shaky sigh. "Because I'm villain offspring."

Hitoshi was taken back. He knew you were sometimes self conscious about people knowing who your parents were, but he'd never seen you this worried about it. Usually you had thick skin and would tell people to fuck off if they said anything. He quickly scooped to up into his arms and held you tight. "Look here (Y/N), they're going to love you." He planted gentle kisses on your face. "You're sweet, kind, adorable, full of piss and vinegar. How could anyone not love you?" You teared up a little and hugged Hitoshi's neck.

"Come on. Let's get you dressed."

The car ride was pretty quiet. Hitoshi held your hand the whole drive, bringing your hand to his lips and planting a sweet reassuring kiss every so often. You pulled into the driveway of a beautiful modest home. It looked warm and welcoming, like the type of home that is used for Christmas catalogs.

"Wow, you grew up here?" You asked still admiring the house.

"Yup. Have a lot of great memories here."

You and Hitoshi got out of the car. Hitoshi holding flowers he got for his mom and you holding a blueberry pie that you baked for dessert. Hitoshi chuckled as he watched you carry the pie to the front door.

"What?" You asked slightly annoyed.

"Nothing." He leaned in and kissed your cheek. "You're just so domesticated."

You elbowed Hitoshi in the side and rolled your eyes when he let out a fake cry of pain. You finally reached the front door, you fixed your navy blue sweater and took a deep breath before Hitoshi opened the front door.

"Mom! Dad! We're here!" He called out.

You heard footsteps approach and a beautiful, tall, blue haired women rounded the corner. She had soft tired eyes and a sweet smile. "Toshi!" She gave her son a hug and he handed her the flowers. She thanked him and set them down on a side table and turned to look at you.

You smiled sheepishly and bowed. "Hi Mrs. Shinsou. Thank you for having me over." Before you knew it she had pulled you in for a hug. "Kubo, it's so wonderful to finally meet you. We're so glad that you could make it." You instantly relaxed and hugged her back with your free arm. She let you go, but her arms stayed on your shoulders as she looked you over. "You know the TV doesn't do you justice."

"It definitely doesn't." Hitoshi chimed in. You blushed and thanked them.

"Oh, I uh, made you a pie." You held out the blueberry pie and held your breath for approval.

"Oh how sweet of you!" Mihoko took the pie and deeply inhaled the sweet scent and smiled at you. "Blueberry is my favorite."

You smiled and she led you both to the kitchen. Hitoshi took your hand and squeezed it as he leaned in to whisper in your ear. "Mom already loves you."

"You think so?" You whispered back. Hitoshi just gave you a wink.

You entered the kitchen to see Hajime Shinsou cooking up a storm. Hitoshi was almost a carbon copy of him. Same height, same hair, same tired eyes that definitely ran in the family.

"Hajime, Kubo made us a blueberry pie." She said as she placed it gently on the counter.

Hajime turned around to smile at you. "Oh wow! Your favorite!" He threw a towel over his shoulder and walked up to you. "That's so thoughtful of you Kubo." He took your hand and shook it as you gave a bow. "It's great to finally meet you. We've been hearing so much about you."

You blushed. "Thanks, it's great to meet you too. Hopefully I can live up to the hype."

Hajime and Mihoko laughed. "Well we've been hearing about you for years, so we feel like we already know you."

You smirked at Hitoshi who turned pink. "Years huh?"

Mihoko giggled as she handed you a glass of plum wine. "Yup! Ever since the first year sports festival at UA."

You laughed as Hitoshi was red in the face. "Mom, can you not?" He groaned.

She giggled and ruffled Hitoshi's hair. "Oh relax sweetie. Surely she knows how long you've had eyes for her."

Hajime chimed in. "Yeah pretty much everyday he'd come home from school it was Kubo this and Kubo that and 'Kubo taught me this new counter attack' and 'People think Kubo is stuck up and mean, but she's actually really nice' and-"

"Daaaaad." Hitoshi grumbled and glared at his parents.

"No no! Please continue! He's gone 14 different shades of red, I wanna see if we can get him to 15." You said eyeing Hitoshi with a huge shit eating grin on your face.

He immediately glared at you. "You all suck."

You all laugh as Hitoshi pouted and poured himself some wine.

"Mrs. Shinsou?"

"Oh sweetie called me Mihoko."

Your heart jumped. First name basis so quickly. You were honored. "Okay, um Mihoko-and you can call me (Y/N) by the way- please tell me you have naked baby pictures."

She gave you a sly smile. "Right this way my dear."

You glanced at Hitoshi and pumped your fist in celebration. "15 shades!"

You and Mihoko went to the living room where she got out the photo albums leaving Hitoshi and Hajime in the kitchen. Hajime smiled at Hitoshi.

"I like her."

You and Mihoko looked through the photo albums laughing and cooing over all Hitoshi's old baby/toddler pictures. Hajime set out all the plates and utensils to set the table and put Hitoshi to work.

Hitoshi had an extra setting. "Dad, why did you give me five plates? There's only four of us."

Just then there was a knock at the door.

"Could you get that son?" Mihoko called out before going back to telling you stories behind pictures.

Hitoshi went to the door and found Aizawa standing there. "Whoa! I didn't know you'd be coming."

"Nice to see you too." Aizawa said in his typical monotone voice as he stepped through the doorway.

Hitoshi and Aizawa shook hands and stepped into the living room.

"Aizawa, glad you could make it!" Mihoko said cheerfully.

You were surprised to see Aizawa, but not mad about it. "Nice to see you again Aizawa Sensei."

"Please Kubo, I'm no longer your teacher, so Aizawa is fine."

"Come and get it!" Hajime called out.

You all migrated to the dining room where Hajime served everyone an amazing curry dish and poured everyone some wine. You all chatted about hero work, Hitoshi's parents commented on your run in with that villain a few months prior.

"You took down that guy all by yourself?" Mihoko asked in a concerned voice.

You smiled and rubbed the back of your neck. "Ha Yeah, but it wasn't the smartest idea. He got some good shots in."

"Taking him on by yourself was reckless." Aizawa lectured.

Hitoshi rolled his eyes and opened his mouth to defend you but you interrupted him. "You're absolutely right." Hitoshi looked at you surprised. "It was incredibly reckless, but unfortunately the back up that I called for was taking too long to arrive so I had to make a choice. Risk my safety or risk the safety of innocent civilians." Aizawa quirked his eyebrow. "As a pro hero it's our duty to put others safety first, so that's what I did."

To everyone's surprise Aizawa chuckled. "I'm glad you haven't lost your convictions Kubo. I was just testing you to see if you had gotten arrogant."

You were surprised. "Wow...thanks Aizawa."

The night went on and you had a great time getting to know Hitoshi's parents. You all noticed Aizawa drinking quite a bit and kept asking for refills on his wine and then beer when that ran out. Mihoko was telling a story about Hitoshi getting his first cat on Christmas and how excited he was. You loved hearing stories from his childhood.

When you were all done eating the fantastic curry dinner Mihoko went to the kitchen to get the pie you had brought. Hajime and Aizawa, both a little tipsy, were discussing something between themselves. Hitoshi leaned over to you and wrapped an arm around you. "How are you doing?" He asked quietly so only you could hear.

"I'm good. Your parents are awesome. I'm having a great time." You replied in a hushed voice.

"They both love you." Hitoshi said giving you a sweet kiss on the cheek before resting his forehead against yours. "I love you."

You smiled, so full of love and happiness. "I love you too Toshi."

"I'm so proud of you two." Aizawa's semi slurred statement made the both of you look over to him.

"You're what?" Hitoshi asked.

"I said, I'm proud of you two." He repeated. "I know I pushed you both really hard during your time at UA, and yes, I did advise you to avoid attachment. I didn't expect either of you to listen to me to be honest."

You and Hitoshi gave each other confused looks before looking back at Aizawa.

Aizawa took another sip of his drink. "I could see how much you were drawn to each other, so I know it wasn't easy to disregard your feelings. But you two acted like pros, even in your first year. You worked hard and you both because great heroes. I'm very proud that you were my students.”

This actually made the two of you choke up. This confession was so unexpected. Aizawa really was like an additional parent. Mihoko has returned with pie and served everyone.

"So you weren't just trying to keep us apart because you were a jaded grump?" Hitoshi teased taking a piece of pie from his mother.

"Hey, I may jaded grump, but I still believe in love." Aizawa said running his fingers through his hair. You couldn't resist doing what you did next.

You took out your phone and started recording.

"Sorry, Aizawa I didn't catch that. What did you say?"

Aizawa slurred louder this time. "I said I'm a jaded old grump, but I still believe in love!"

"Oh my god, perfect." You stopped recording and started to compose a message.

Aizawa caught on. "What are you doing Kubo?" He asked sternly.

"Oh nothing, just sending that to Miss Joke." Hitoshi, Hajime, and Mihoko erupted with laughter as Aizawa's face went white as a ghost.

"Don't you dare Kubo!" He tried to grab your phone, but you hit send before he could get it it. Aizawa stares daggers at you. The silence was broken by Aizawa's phone chiming. He slowly checked it and his eyes got wide. "Why did you give Joke my number?!"

You threw your arms up innocently. "That I cant take credit for."

Hitoshi raised his hand and smirked. "But I can."

You gasped then smiled and gave each other a high five. Hajime was still laughing. "You two are something else."

(Part 2 posted)

#bnha #bnha fanfic #bnha shinsou #rooms on fire #shinsou hitoshi #shinsou x reader #aizawa shouta #bnha aizawa #dadzawa #hajime shinsou #mihoko shinsou #chapter 12 #part 1 #fluff

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enniewritesathing · 7 years ago

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John: 2, 4, 8, 10, 11, 13, 17, 18, 21, 26, 29, 46, 48, 49

thank you

02. What is one of your character’s biggest insecurities? Are they able to hide it easily or can others easily exploit this weakness?

Believe it or not, he used to be real insecure about his looks, especially when he was younger. Before the glo-up (or rather, before his voice broke), he used to get made fun of how his hair made him look like a girl (”Hey Jake, what’s your sister doing here??”) or his lips being compared to a fish. “Johnny Fishy Lips, Fish Lips” etc. (His brother, not so much. They’re twins.) Or honestly, not bearing a lot of ‘white’ features (quote his grandparents on his dad’s side – yikes), or on how brown they’d get during the summer. He never quite understood why adults looked at him and his brother funny when they were with their parents – Noelle being Filipino and his dad is white and… there was some unfortunate-ness to that because they look mostly like their mom and none dad, and it was assumed that his dad got tricked or some shit or insert racist shit. At one point, he asked them if he and his brother were adopted; it’s caused John to be very shy and defensive and even gotten into a few fights because of it.

After the glo-up, it became way less of an insecurity because he’s learned to own up to everything about himself, and he also grew into his features. He still got snide comments about his lips and that he probably wouldn’t be a good kisser because of it. Pffft.

04. What are their favorite traits about their lover? (one psychological and one physical)

John loves how resilient Brian is. He came from a pretty bad family situation and Brian choosing to rise above that and be a better person for it? Amazing! (And then there’s karma and Brian is p e t t y knowing that what goes around, comes around).

John’s a fan of Brian’s legs. They’re very shapely and John loves to run his fingers the length of them, and just do a lot of things with them.

08. What is, perhaps, their biggest flaw? Are they aware of this or oblivious to it?

His biggest flaw is that he can be really stubborn, and to get him out of that is to frame whatever he’s stubborn about in such a way is to escalate it. I would also say when he gets a strong (negative) emotion, it’s hard to get him out of that state because it overwhelms him. He’s aware of both and he’s working on it; if he has strong feelings about something, he’ll remove himself if he can.

10. Is your character more feminine or masculine?

John’s fairly masculine, he’s not like “RAWR I’M A MAN HEAR MY DEEP ASS VOICE AND WATCH ME EAT THE HELL OUT OF THIS STEAK”. Or, he’s not toxic about it. He’s subtle with the way he dresses, anything with a V-neck or schmedium shirts (he swears it’s not intentional, but Brian begs to differ). A lot of people think he’s hella feminine because of his long hair and how he looks in general but, it’s really not the case. He just likes to take care of himself.

11. What is something that would make your character fly into a rage?

If someone threatens Brian or his mom in any way. He’ll probably break bones behind that for real and he can do that real easily.

13. What are your character’s sleeping habits? Heavy or light sleeper? Blanket stealer? One that always rolls onto the floor? Pushes their lover onto the floor? Sleep talker or walker?

70% healthy. He can get anywhere between 6-8 hours on a good night, but since he loves naps, it can get pretty wild. He’s a heavy sleeper so, hardly anything can wake him up. John’s given up on stealing blankets from Brian, even the sheets so he just sticks a foot underneath the burrito and be done with it. He used to sleep walk, but he mostly grew out of it. I say mostly because he would sit up and stare at nothing or Brian for a while, then go back to sleep.

17. Does your character have dreams of getting married and/or having children?

Absolutely @ both of them. He and Brian actually talked about it several times, casual at first and even a joke or two (”omg just marry me” “huh?” “what??)” and then hypotheticals ‘okay so picture this–’ and then, ‘y’know, we’ve been through some tough shit together…’ so, he’s sort of waiting to pop the question.

Fatherhood makes him a little nervous because his dad died when he was young and other than his uncle who stepped in that role (and he’s a little problematic), he doesn’t have any male guidance. He would be the type of dad to read a lot of guidebooks and go to classes (”omg is that supposed to happen???”) or be worried about every single thing.

Fun fact!: At the end of Bare Knuckle, I wanted to do an epilogue/timeskip ending with John telling the whole thing to the kids (they ended up having a boy (the oldest) and twins – a boy and a girl. The twins were a surprise in that they were expecting the girl and come delivery time ‘yeah no you got a boy too’ “WHAT?!” ) and they’re like ‘papa, that’s wild as hell’.

18. What kind of home would they want to live in? Where would they place this abode?

He’s actually living in it now, lol. The house is medium sized, but the lot is HUGE. It’s right on the water with a private beach. The house has a quiet area/sunroom (which is what he’s wanted in particular anyway), and the yard is really big enough to put just about anything and everything in it. At some point, he’d like a small garden to tend to, a study area for Brian, maybe a pool?

21. What is one of your character’s biggest fears? How would they react when dealing with this fear?

His biggest fear is not being able to live a long life; he wants to be old. Both sides of his family, the men tend to not live that long due to whatever reason. John gets a little anxious when he gets super sick because of what happened to his brother, so he listens to Brian when he tells him he needs to slow down and take meds. As for fighting, he’s less apt to take bigger risks – he puts more thought into it instead of ‘eh, I can take it’.

26. What is their lover like sexually? How do they feel about their lover’s quirks, needs, etc?

John likes to think that Brian is like an onion – he has many layers. Some layers are tougher than others. Sex is really dependant on how Brian feels since his needs is on the low side; foreplay is a requirement but John doesn’t mind because he’s all about spending time and peeling back the proverbial onion layers Brian has. In fact, he’s learned to be patient with Brian. He feels like he could be a little more adventurous, so once in a while he’d ask Brian if he wants to top (even though John can sort of take him) or ask for a ~special~ night where he’s subbing and let him do whatever. It turns out that that’s a major turn on for Brian, and when he’s feeling very touchy-feely, John lets him. Brian has told him that he feels a little selfish that he wants to use John sometimes, and he’s like ‘no, please, go ahead!; if you wanna do some nasty things, I’m down!’ Brian think he isn’t that good, but John is pretty vocal and lets him know he’s doing right.

Brian has became more bold in his advances and demands (turns out he’s pretty bossy lol) and a couple of times, John had to ask for a raincheck (”I am with you in spirit but my dick ain’t having it”) – but that’s what toys are for. In fact, he has a collection and when the drives or work schedules are really off, then that’s always an option.

Sex isn’t sex but it’s more like the smaller things and how they really feel about each other. And then there are the times Brian wants John to fuck the stress out of him… he’ll do what he can, lol.

29. What is one of the most courageous things your character has ever done for a loved one?

When options to treat Jacob’s cancer were dwindling, John pretty much tried to sacrifice his own body up for anything that needed for him to get better, or at least try to have a better fighting chance. He got the gist of a lot of what was happening, but it really came down to this: “He’s my brother. We’re supposed to protect each other.”

46. What is some random affectionate thing that your character always does to their lover?

John has a tendency to roll up on Brian, and like does what the cat does sometimes and gently head bunts him and when Brian reacts, he kisses him either on the cheek or forehead and acting like nothing happened OR he waits a bit to read him and see where it goes. Or random kisses. It can get tricky because Brian is a little taller, so he always grabs his head and just *smooch* on his forehead. (He knows that that’s his favorite aside from neck kisses)

48. Is there anything in particular that would ignite your character’s jealousy? Or does your character not get envious?

John’s not really the type to get jealous or anything like that. He likes it when Brian smiles, no matter what the source of it is.

49. What is something that your character has nightmares about? Are these frequent? Do they heavily affect your character’s mood?

John has vivid nightmares either about trying to rescue his brother from whatever and then when he gets within a very short distance, Jacob just dies, or the nightmares about being medicinally tortured, not being able to protect Brian and/or watch him die, or ‘fighting’ and him being greviously injured. They used to be real frequent to the point of being diagnosed with nightmare disorder. Now, they don’t happen so much because he knows all of the triggers and how to avoid them, and if they do happen, he knows none of it is real (even if they do feel like they are).

It fucks him up emotionally every time, and it takes him a while to calm down, from removing himself immediately to just talking it out or even cry about it.

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Idea for a Sam x reader, but I'm too lazy to write it (or, well, obsessed with King Arthur atm): Uncharted x Riverdale crossover; Sam is divorced, has a kid and lives in Riverdale, the reader - his ex wife - comes back to Riverdale and wants to make up for what she's done and be a part of his life and the life of their son.

Fanfiction Title: Back To Reality (Part 1)

Fandom: Uncharted // Riverdale (2017)

Pairing: Sam Drake x reader

Words: 2,521

Genre: Drama (Comedy)

Rating: T

Warnings: None?

Summary:Samuel Drake and you were married for over ten years and lived in Riverdale. Youtwo were having a wonderful time with even a baby boy to welcome to the world.Everything seemed all right, until that moment you got stressed out as a motherand wanted some freedom. That’s when you got feelings for a colleague at work.You held up the affair for over a month, when Sam got suspicious and eventuallyfound out about it. You two decided it was better to split and to leave him and yourchild in Riverdale, where he would have a decent childhood.A few years later you get a surprising invitation to your kid’s 13th birthday. DoesSam know?

A/N: Oh hello! It’s me again! To be honest; I had so much fun writing this story. Ilove Riverdale and it’s many wicked characters and my love for Sam Drake is stillgoing. I thought this was going to be a one shot, but instead I’ll split it into a part1 and 2. I hope you guys like it! I’m very nervous about posting it! So thanks to the one who requested this story and I hope you enjoy it!

New year, new me.

That’s what you always tell yourself when another year full of memoriesends, right? For you, it was at the end of the summer break when you decided itwas time to go back where you started.

Okay, it wasn’t just because you saw the light somehow. Your accountantjob in Seattle was getting worse by the week and when you figured out your bosswas never going to give you that promotion unless you flirted the hell out of him,you packed your stuff and left. Romance wasn’t a great thing either. Your affairdidn’t last long in the end and you got dumped for a girl with more money. Afterthat you had some relationships here and there, but nothing felt like a certainperson you left behind. With your kid for god’s sake!

And now you were standing here, in front of your old house. On the day ofyour son’s 13th birthday party which he invited you for in secret. First youthought it was a joke, but when you saw the curly and sloppy handwriting, youknew Sam couldn’t have written it.

Eventually you got the courage to buy a present and a birthday card. Youpacked your bags and here you were. And you had no idea if Sam knew you werecoming. Cass’s message didn’t say.

Your old home still looked the same and you felt tears prickling in youreyes. The many memories you two had had been playing like a film in your head.You slowly walked to the sidewalk and got to the conclusion that you had no idea if Sam knew you were coming. You started to panic slightly and stoodstill in front of the porch. What if this was all wrong?

Your thoughts were interrupted by the front door that opened. Standingin front of you was Cass. He had grown the last time you have seen him. He had acolorful party hat on his head and was dressed in a nice looking white shirt withjeans. He slowly walked towards you, his facial expression calm, but surprised.

“Wow,” he said. “I didn’t think you would actually show up.”

You just stood there and smiled a little. “Well, at least your mother cansurprise you now and then,” you said.

With no emotion he put his arms around your waist and his head againstyour chest. You were caught off guard and bend a little to your knees to put hisbirthday present and your purse down.

“Cass,” you whispered and carefully put your hands on his shoulders.

“I’m so glad you’re here mom,” he said, muffled through your red/whitepolka dot dress. “I really am. Even because you did something very stupid.”

You smiled warmly and looked him in the eyes.

“That’s a very mature answer from someone who just turned thirteen,”you said.

Cass’s smile got brighter, but changed it to a straight line when he sawyour worried look on your face.

“Cass,” you started and put your fingers on his cheek. “Does daddy knowI’m here?”

He avoided eye contact and looked down. You frowned and eventuallystood up. That caught his attention back to you and he grabbed your hand.

“Mom, please,” he said. “I just… I know you did a bad thing, but-““Cass? Dear, are you outside?”An unfamiliar voice called from the inside of the house. You felt the grip on your hand tighten. The clicking of heels sounded and the front door openedagain. A brown haired lady, dressed in dark purple came outside. When she sawyou and Cass she raised her eyebrows. Her eyes looked especially at the handsyou two were holding.

“Who’s this then Cass?” she asked.Damn. Her voice was pretty. A little too pretty if you asked me.“M-mom,” he stuttered. “This is Hermione Lodge. Hermione, Y/N.”You looked at her. She smiled at you when she noticed the title you had been given and walked towards you. She reached out with her manicured hand.

“It’s a pleasure meeting you Y/N,” she said.

Then she spotted your birthday present for Cass.

“Oh my! She bought you something! Isn’t that lovely?”

Cass nodded and picked it up. “I’m going to open it inside, okay?” heasked.

“Of course dear!” she said. That was his cue to run. You wanted to go afterhim, but Hermione stopped you.

“Listen darling,” she said. “I know your history, everybody knows.”

You closed your eyes with a sigh. God damn it, even the newbies know.Why did you come back to Riverdale again?

“So what’s it to you?” you asked. “Haven’t seen your face before by theway.”

She chuckled. “Oh sweetie, I moved here from New York a few months ago.”

You thought she was joking…

“And I’m sorry to let you know, but your ex-husband moved on.” “With you, I presume?”“Oh! There are some brains in that head of yours! How lovely.”

Your blood was boiling, but you kept it at a straight pace.

“Anyway,” she said and turned around. “Maybe it’s better if you wentback to the place you came from. Sam is probably not amused if he finds you here.”

She was very rude, but she was right. Cass his reaction to the million-dollar question was awfully clear that Sam did not know about your comeback.Still, you did not want to get kicked out. Maybe it was time to just come clean.

“And maybe it’s time to just be here for my child Hermione,” you said.“After all, he was the one who invited me. And I suspect you have children ofyour own?”

Hermione nodded strangely.

“Then you should know the feeling when you just want to spend timewith your loved ones. Am I correct?”

You patted her on the shoulder, gently pushed her out of the way andwalked inside.

That felt awfully good! Your confidence grew by the minute, until youwalked into a living room full of people you knew. A few of them immediatelystopped talking to look at you.

“I’ll be damned,” Fred Andrews said. “Y/N is back in town.” He cheered hisbeer up at you, but with no response from the rest of the party guests.

Now everyone had his attention on you, including Cass who was sitting onthe couch with your present half opened. He looked worried, but also a little bitproud. You smiled and waved a little.

“Hey everyone,” you said. “I guess the cat’s out of the bag. I’m back.”

You got a few suspected looks, until they turned around when the door tothe backyard opened. Sam stepped inside with a birthday cake and lit up candles.He started singing the happy birthday song. Everybody slowly joined in. It hadbeen a long time since you heard his voice. It still sounded pure and beautiful.

Behind you you heard Hermione’s pretty voice again, singing the last fewwords of the song and joined Sam. Cass’s face was priceless, but before he blewout his candles he hesitated.

“What’s wrong big guy?” Sam asked. “You don’t know what you wannawish for?”

Cass looked at the cake, the candles and then suddenly at your face. Youfroze.

Shit. SHIT! NO!

Sam followed his direction and when he met your eyes he was shocked.The whole room was on edge you could feel it. You grabbed the handles of yourpurse tighter and finally made eye contact.

“Hi,” you said. “Surprise.”

Sam didn’t respond. Instead Hermione slipped her arm around his andwhispered something in his ear. You frowned at the interaction, but didn’t wantto make a scene.

“It’s okay Dad,” Cass said, finally putting everyone at ease. “She’s on thelist.”

You chuckled lightly. Cass blew out the candles and everybody clapped.Sam’s rhythm was a little off, but you understood why. You tried to ignore Sam’sburning eyes and sat down next to Cass on the couch.

“Well?” you said. “Aren’t you going to open your present?”

He smiled and took the pretty and colorful box back on his lap. Hermionewas slowly cutting the cake in pieces and while giving everybody a piece; you felther eyes not leaving your sight. Cass ripped the paper off the box and opened it.His eyes lit up when he grabbed a camouflage colored fidget spinner out of thebox.

“Mom, this is amazing!” he said.

“That’s not even the best part,” you said and with your finger you tappedthe middle. Little green lights appeared around the three circles while Cass wasspinning it around. He laughed and gave you a big hug. You grabbed his waistwith your hands and put your chin on his shoulders.

“What did you get bud?”

You moved your head towards Sam who was standing awkwardly in frontof the coffee table. Your face stayed natural, but from the inside you felt like youwere going to explode. Cass turned the spinner around and stood up to show it tohis dad. Sam was amazed by the colors and they were distracted. You steppedaway from the couch and walked to the kitchen to get a drink.

The kitchen was surprisingly empty. You spotted a bottle of red wine onthe counter next to the left over cake Hermione put there. You opened thecabinet were the wine glasses were supposed to be. They were still there, shiningand pretty. You opened the bottle and got yourself a drink.

“Wow, I can’t believe you,” a voice said behind you.

You gasped and turned around quickly. Sam was looking at you with anatural, but amusing look on his face. His hands were in the pockets of his jeansand you saw his muscles underneath his shirt. He was still good looking, couldn’targue with that.

“Can’t believe what?” you asked with a little tremble in your voice. “ThatI’m here?”

“Well, now I know why Cass wanted to mail the invitations himself. Sothat’s a mystery solved.”

You chuckled, but didn’t leave his eyes.“No, the facts that you still know were to find the booze.”“Oh, it was on the kitchen counter. I just thought that it was for the guests.”“Y/N.”

He took a step forward.“Remember that you don’t live here anymore?”

You sighed and looked at the floor.

“I know Sam,” you said. “I know. It just feels so good being back here and Ijust went on with the flow.”

He nodded and while he talked he grabbed himself a beer from the fridge.“You met Hermione?”You nodded. “She seems nice.”“Yeah.”

Silence. You two stood across from each other; hanging against thecounter. You both took a sip of your drink and didn’t know where to look. Yourempty hand was on the marble, feeling the smoothness of it.

“Sam-“ you started.

“What’s the real reason why you’re here, Y/N?” Sam asked andinterrupted you. His face was serious this time. You knew you had to come clean.

“I just wanted to see my son-“

“Right, your son. Y/N, you haven’t had contact with YOUR son in years.This is bullshit.”

“It’s not bullshit!”

“Oh really? No phone calls, no text messages. I left you one a few yearsago. You probably never opened it!”

“God damn it Sam, let me finish-“

“You were the one who left us! Remember?! With that stupid modellooking fellah from your job. How is he by the way?!”

“He left me, okay? The moment we moved out of Riverdale, he met somerich bimbo and knew he couldn’t have a future with a sloppy accountant.”

He wanted to say something else, but he quickly withdrew. Instead helooked out the kitchen window into the backyard.

“So,” he whispered. “How did that feel, huh?”“What?” you said. “How what felt-““THE PAIN Y/N!”He moved away from the counter and used his arms a lot to express his feelings.

“The pain when I figured out you were having an affair with someone else. Did you realize that I had no idea why you would do something like that? To yourfamily?”

You closed your eyes for a second. Of course you remembered the feeling.“At least Hermione has some sense in her,” he said.Your eyes quickly opened again and you looked him in the eye. Sam sighed and figured what question came next.

“Yes Y/N. She was there when I needed someone the most.”He looked down.“When I needed you the most.”You now also stepped away from the counter.“Would you believe me if I said that there are two reasons why I’m back here in Riverdale?” you asked.He nodded slightly.

“Cass is the first one obviously. But the second-“

You slowly got closer to Sam. You saw his hands flinch a little, but nothingelse happened.

“I miss you Samuel Drake.”

You two were just a few inches apart and you tried to look him in theeyes. He avoided your search.

“I miss the time we spent together. The time when I helped you figure outthat puzzle for your brother. The time when we met at Pop’s Diner where I wasgetting take out for the first time in my whole life.”

“And you were so lost,” Sam said. He chuckled even which you respondedto the same.

“All I’m asking is that you forgive me for my sins Sam. You know how thatfeels like, right?”

In a flash his eyes met yours. It was like he was reminded by something inthe past. You were an inch away from touching his skin. You saw the many tinyscars on his face and the glow in his eyes. You two got closer and you were readyfor a kiss until Sam cut it off, abruptly.

“I can’t do this Y/N,” he said while walking away from you. “I can’t do thisto Hermione.”

You sighed. “I understand, I’m sorry.”“It’s okay.”Suddenly you heard the ringing of a mobile phone coming from the corner of the kitchen. You two looked at each other confused, but out of curiosity youchecked it out. Warnings of Sam aside you found the source. It was coming froma very expensive looking purse. It had Hermione’s name on it.

“It’s your wife’s,” you said.“Well, technically she’s not my-“You raised an eyebrow at him.“Forget it,” he said. “Anyway, I should probably get her. She expected a phone call after all.”“Okay, I’ll stay here and get a refill.”

Sam chuckled when he spotted your empty wine class.“Don’t go too crazy tiger.”He walked out of the room. There was no way you weren’t going to check out miss Mary Sue’s purse. You zipped it open and found the phone immediatelyon the top of her stuff. The screen showed a missed call and three messages.

Did you get it?Hermione, I’m waiting.This is taking too long. Did you get the artifact from Samuel Drake?

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