#if you weren't worried about order of lines you could probably go faster but even then anything more than 2 threads would just be pointless

[otter-byte]

I've spent the last three days trying to optimize a multithreaded program to get it running faster than the single threaded version that took me like an hour to write. As a last ditch effort I did some cursory searching on the web and confirmed my suspicions that there is literally no advantage to multithread this use case because the computing overhead of managing the state would literally always outpace the advantage of actually having more than one thread do it. 👍 cool great, I love university, I'm learning real world skills 👍

[ghostsprincess]

I can't stop thinking about Ghost being a better boyfriend than your ex, even without establishing that title....

This is a continuation of part one.

warning: mention domestic abuse

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Simon was there every night you worked. You never gave him your schedule, but he'd show up and settle onto one of the stools like clockwork. Soap often joined him, and while they carried on like always, you knew Simon's gaze lingered on your body. You could practically feel the weight as you took drink orders and pulled pints. It wasn't unwelcome. In fact, it made everything easier knowing you weren't alone if your ex dared show his face.

When your shifts ended, Simon would walk you back to your new place. The one time you insisted he didn't need to do that, he grunted and said, "What if I want to?"

You didn't mention it again. Instead you got into a routine of giving him a fifteen minute warning when your shift was going to end, and you'd head out into the cold night with him at your side. He was mostly quiet while you chatted about whatever was on your mind. When you'd ask him about himself, he'd reroute the conversation back to you. Then he would wait while you unlocked your door and stepped inside.

You always had the urge to invite him in, but you were taking up so much of his time already. And what would you do with him anyway? This hulking military man with kind eyes? 

You thanked him and gave him a little wave before ducking inside, and you knew he always waited until he heard the sound of your door locking before he left. 

"Y' alright, love?" he asked one night when you were starting to feel particularly good about yourself again. Your split lip had healed which required less makeup. You felt stronger for having left your ex in the dust. You were wearing a new top that made you feel sexy.

"Yeah. I'm alright, Simon. I feel really good, actually."

You served him a drink and refused to let him pay. You really ought to make him stop tipping you at this rate. He was doing so much for you and getting nothing in return. He was doing all of the boyfriend duties just as he had promised, but he never so much as touched you other than the occasional hand hold.

What if you wanted more?

He broke into your thoughts as he said, "I can tell. Ya' been smiling more. Almost ready to go?"

Tonight you felt like you were floating along the dirty sidewalk with your hand tucked in Simon's massive paw. He was keeping you warm without doing anything, and he listened to your nervous rambling as you tried your best to work up your courage. But the two of you reached your front door all too quickly.

"Get inside," he said, voice deep and tender in spite of the command. "An' lock up."

When he started to pull his hand away, you didn't let him. And you didn't budge when one of his eyebrows inched higher. "Not quite yet," you whispered, toe tapping the cement step you were standing on which put you slightly closer to him in height. "I have to tell you something."

Simon's lips pressed together in a tight line, and his chin dipped in a slight nod. "I need to tell ya' something, too. Just don't want to."

"What?" you asked immediately, the lightness you'd been feeling instantly replaced with a lead brick inside you.

"I'm leaving. Late tomorrow night. Not until after I make sure ya' get home from the pub."

"Leaving?" you whispered, heart pounding faster. He was in the military. Some sort of special mission involvement. You knew that much. And you could read between the lines to know that someone who looked and behaved like he did was probably about to risk his life, not for the first time. "Simon, where are you going?" you asked with tears in your eyes even though you figured he wouldn't be able to tell you.

Simon shook his head, his lips curling into a soft smile. It was a rare sight, and it made you dizzy. "Pretty little thing like you shouldn't be worried 'bout me." You wanted to tell him you would be. You'd worry nonstop until you saw him again. You'd come to rely on him, but mostly you liked how you felt when he was around. "There'll be someone to walk ya' home from work every night. I can promise that."

You wanted to lean in and kiss him, but instead you threw your arms around his neck. He was so solid and warm, and the scrape of his facial hair on your cheek was somehow comforting. "But I'll see you tomorrow, right?" you asked, voice breaking on a sob.

"I'll see ya' tomorrow, love."

He didn't move an inch as you extracted yourself, and the sound of his receding footsteps could only be heard once you'd locked yourself inside.

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Part three

[jhkfan123]

enchanted - tom blyth | ch. 11

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✦xi.

you walked inside, hand in hand with confidence. it felt so good. the warmth of his hand against yours was something you had waited so long for. it was very dark inside. there was a section of the huge room that felt more like a cocktail party, while the other part of the room was more of a clubby atmosphere. of course, you dragged tom to that part. you knew it would be fun, however. 

you noticed people turn their heads at the two of you, still holding hands. you smiled at them and moved on. you weren't going to worry about what other people thought. you knew you were going to come up with a plan with tom, and that was comforting. it allowed you to be more comfortable with him in places like this. 

"so, should we get a drink? actually, i'm not sure why i even asked. " you said. it wasn't really a question, you already were b-lining for the bar. all you heard was him laugh behind you, which brought a smile to your face. 

the two of your ordered your drinks, and waited patiently together.  

"we have to find rachel." you suggested. you saw tom look at you, then look around the room. he must be looking for her. you decided to look around. it was a sea of celebrities, but you could not seem to find rachel. you knew she wouldn't have already left, she loved these things. you looked over at a tom, still looking for her. the bartender got your attention and handed you your drink. you asked for tom's as well, and tapped his shoulder to give it to him. 

he turned to you and took his drink. "i can't find her."  he looked at you with defeat. 

"we probably don't have the best view from the bar. let's go walk around, we'll find her faster that way, and then we dance?" you looked at him for confirmation, to which he nodded with excitement. this time he took the lead, and he was walking fast. due to being 6'0 , he took much bigger strides than you. one step for him was two for you. without his hand to hold, you lacked behind him slightly.  which meant it was easy to see when he found rachel, because he stopped abruptly in front of you. you jolted back slightly. you heard her voice greet him and you approached the two of them. you heard tom suggest you, along with them move to a quieter part of the party. she made eye contact with you, nodded hesitantly, and the three of you walked into a corner of the party. 

"what's going on?" she said. you had decided on your way in with tom that you were going to talk to her about putting out a statement, and of course, tell her the truth about the two of you. you looked at tom, who decided that he was going to break the news. 

"we just want to talk to you about something, and also tell you that," he took a breath, and you subtly took his hand. "her and i are together, after a long time of wanting that." rachel took a quiet gasp."i love her." he finished. 

"that's amazing!" she placed her hand on your arm. 

"also, rachel, we wanted to talk to you, well, really i wanted to talk to you. i would really appreciate if you said something about the rumors. tom said he would too, but i wanted to make  sure you did." you asked. she became increasingly hesitant. you noticed the concern on her face. "what's wrong?" you asked. she though for a moment. 

"y/n, i really would, but it's just-" she took a pause. you looked at her, urging her to continue. her voice became much quieter now. "it's just that-" she took another breath. "the pr managers told me that that rumors were really helping the movie out. people were going to see it because of our 'relationship'" she put her hands up in quotation surrounding the word, "and they suggested i just let it spiral, to help the movie. so i did. i let people say what they wanted so that more people would go see the movie." she finished. you were shocked. you looked at tom for support, who seemed increasingly confused. 

"really? they didn't tell me anything-"

"i know.  one of the mangers told me that he didn't want to tell you because he knew you would want to do something about it." tom looked at her, still puzzled. this new news explained so much. 

"why would they do that?" you partially asked it to rachel, but also to yourself, allowing to think out loud. 

"honestly, i'm not sure. and usually i would have disagreed with them, but with everything going on with snow white, i didn't need anyone else in the industry to hate me. and it's not fair to you." she looked directly at you now. "please forgive me, y/n." you thought for a moment. you had to forgive her. she was like a sister. and sometimes, siblings make mistakes. 

"i forgive you, rachel. maybe we will just have tom say something? that way no one get's mad at you?" 

"no. no i'll say something. the backlash excuse is stupid. who cares. besides, knowing what i know now about you two, i don't want any confusion. you two get the spotlight." she smiled. you decided to give her a hug. she hugged you tight. you could tell she felt very guilty. once you let go, you gestured to tom to hug her. he did, and you parted ways with her. 

"glad that's cleared up." you said to him. he smiled back at you.

"me too. that was crazy. i didn't know anything about that." you grabbed onto his arm and brought yourself closer. "now, i know how much you love to dance." he picked up the pace as he led you to the dance floor. 

"can we get another drink first?" you said, gesturing to your empty glass. 

"i don't think we should. we don't want you blacking out again, like last time." he was, of course, referring to the first time he rescued you. it was an afterparty just like this. 

"well, luckily i have you here to take me back to my house, like the first time." you joked. 

"or we could just go to my house." he flirted. you blushed immediately. the two of you finally made it to the dance floor. one of your favorite songs was on. "don't you like this song?" he glanced up at the speakers.

"i love it." he took the hint and brought you to the middle of the dance floor. you immediately snapped into club mode. you loved dancing like this. 

"i'm going to go ditch my coat." you heard tom say. "it's way to hot in here." he left for a moment, and returned. he looked even better. as always, his shirt was halfway unbuttoned. a look you couldn't really enjoy until now. you dragged your hand along his chest, he then grabbed it and spun you out, than in, you landing with your back to his front. 

you danced intimately with him, while coincidentally, all the best dancing music came on. you laughed when tom would pull out some obscure dance move for you, and he admired you with every move you made. you would jump up and down with him, and sometimes, you would even kiss. he made you feel like you didn't have to be afraid of anyone catching the two of you, any paparazzi or leaked photos that got out wouldn't matter. he made you feel safe dancing with him. you could trip and fall on your face attempting a dance move, and he would still admire you. 

you managed to enjoy the entire night without any issues. it was so much fun. at some point you danced with rachel, and hunter, and a few other people you adored. 

... 

when you left, you decided to take tom up on his offer to go to his place. the two of you snuck out and evaded paparazzi, the two of you decided there were other, better ways to hard launch, or soft launch, whatever the two of you wanted. 

when you got to his house, you let your lust take over. 

...

when you woke up, tom was next to you. you rolled over to make eye contact with him. when you did, he smiled and brushed a lock of your hair out of your face. you gave him a sloppy kiss, and you got slightly closer to him. 

"tom?" you asked. he nodded, still clearly very tired. you shifted in the sheets. "how are we going to tell people?" he seemed to have been dreading the question. 

"i don't see why we have to make a big deal of this, darling. also, if these are the types of questions your going to be asking the second we wake up, we are going to need to figure something out." you laughed at him.

"what can i say i'm curious." you closed your eyes and snuggled up closer to him. 

"i could tell last night." he said, nonchalantly. you died a little inside. you froze. he began to quietly laugh at his own joke, which sent you into such a spiral it took you a second to recover. he only laughed more when he noticed your reaction. you pushed him to shut him up. 

"seriously, though." 

"give me like three seconds to wake up, and today, we will wrap everything up, ok?" you nodded, brainstorming your next steps. 

[crystalsnow95z]

Request: On the way to dance practice, Jimin gets violently stopped by a hater. The members notice that he is gone but doesn't think much of it since he's always late (lol). Soon, they go drive around and look for him since they get worried and find him beat up. They help him heal physically and mentally <3

I knew requests like this would come after I posted my car accident story, but don't worry! I will gladly fulfill requests like this as well!

I actually had my real life friend help come up with the hater scene because I found it difficult to talk badly about our angel.

My psychological stories always end up with super long beginnings. Sorry^^,

Let's get to the story ~

Trigger warning: mental and physical abuse(obviously) please avoid in between the green lines if you aren't okay with violence

I couldn't fall asleep at all last night, I can't believe I'm this nervous when the award show isn't even until tomorrow.. I probably only got an hour of sleep..

Jimin sighs, yawning behind the face mask he adored to cover up most of his fsce. He told staff that he would walk to work today, thinking the fresh air would help wake him up, and he could stop by the nearby cafe to buy for drinks for him and his members.

Along with his face mask, he wore a black snap back that kept his face in the shadows, talking to the barista in a lower tone than his usual one. "I'd like 6 large iced Americanos and one hot chocolate, please, large for that one as well."

Despite all his efforts to keep his identity a secret, he felt like he was being watched. He looks around, trying to see who it is, jumping when he hears the barista speak again.

"That'll be 40.45, please."

"Oh, yes. I'm sorry." He bows, quickly swiping his card. I'm just being paranoid.. I gotta calm down. Jimin takes a deep breath, going to the side to wait, going on his phone to try to ignore the feeling.

Jimin successfully gets his order, carefully holding the bag to try not to spill his precious cargo. They've been practicing for several hours a day for the past two weeks in preparation for an upcoming concert, and he knew his gift would cheer everyone up.

He checks the time surprised to see that even with his stop, he'd get there with a little time to spare. I'm actually going to make it. Namjoonie-hyung can't tease me today.

His smile quickly dropped when he felt someone walking uncomfortably close behind him. He stepped to the side in case they were just in a hurry and wanted to pass him, but when he stepped, so did they.

Did they follow me from the cafe?

Jimin felt his heart accelerate at the thought, picking up the pace. When he started walking faster, so did the man. There's no doubt they're following me..

Jimin looked around to see if there was anyone to ask for help, but with it being this early on a weekday, there was no one. He takes out his phone to try to call for help, but as soon as he unlocks it, he only presses one number before the man grabs his wrist pressing hard on his veins.

Jimin drops his belongings, the coffee he was trying so hard not to spill covering the pavement. "Th..that hurts, please let me go.." Jimin's eyes widen with fear, his voice coming an octave higher as he tries to use his other hand to pry the man from his other wrist. "What do you want from me...?"

"What I want? What I want is for you to quit BTS. Jin and Taehyung would get more parts if you weren't in the picture. Jin's voice is much better than yours, but he's too kind to ask for more lines, and Taehyung's dancing is overlooked just because you had prior experience. He's just as good as you, but you still make him live in your shadow, and he does it with a smile because you're his so-called friend." The man speaks in a soft tone, so no one but Jimin hears him, dragging him into an even more secluded area, Jimin unable to break free from the larger man's grip.

"What's going on?" A passerby asks.

"Oh, nothing. We train under the same company and he decided to try to skip out of practice! I was told to get get him. We're running late so I'm sorry we must go." The man lied naturally, pulling Jimin faster.

"Wait, no! I don't - " Jimin tries to speak, but the man digs his nails into Jimins's wrist, his pleas for rescue turning into a yelp.

"Now.. where were we?" The man continued when he gets them out of the prying eyes. "Oh yes, your lines hogging and you stealing the center far too often, you greedy little sh*t."

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"Th..that isn't true! We make sure everyone gets what suits the song best, I don't decide what parts I get.. we agree as a team!" Jimin's words are meant with a punch directly to his eye.

"You're a fu*kin' liar! You could easily turn down a part, but you don't because you're a greedy bastard! You might have everyone else fooled with that goody goody act, but I see right through it!"

Jimin stumbles to the ground, covering his already swelling eye with his hand slowly rising to his feet."I'm not acting.. I'm just being mys-"

Jimin's voice gets cut off when his attacker kicks him in the chest, keeping his foot firmly on top of him, the vocalist letting out a breathy moan as he struggles to breathe with the weight on his chest.

"I said to stop lying, you little piece of filth." The man glares down at him. "You're holding everyone back. You're just a leech piggy backing off the others' career."

Tears streamed down Jimin's cheeks, trying to relieve the foot from his body, but think man was much larger than him, his efforts in vein. "Hyung.. please.. help me.." he tried to scream but fear made his vocal cords too tight, his voice coming our as a whimper.

The man bends down, grabbing Jimin by the jaw, pulling him to his feet. "You can't do anything on your own. Come on. Hit me." The man taunts him, turning his head to the side for Jimin to punch, but Jimin opts to try to escape instead.

"Don't you try to run. I'm not done with you!" The man grabs him by the hair. "You didn't agree to quit!"

"I..I won't.. we're sev..aghm..." Jimin's whimpers as the man pulls harder.

"Plenty of groups do fine with 4 members. You aren't needed. Quit fooling yourself. They don't actually need you." The man throws him back to the ground, stepping on Jimin's wrist to pin him down. "If you won't quit, I'll just ruin that pretty face of yours. Then those fans you gush about so much won't want you."

Please.. someone.. save me...

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"Where's Jiminie? It's already been fifteen minutes. He's never this late without calling first." Taehyung asks, finishing up his warm-up stretches quickly getting his phone to look for any messages.

"I don't know.. I'll call him. He probably stopped somewhere on the way. He told staff he would find his own way here." J-hope takes out his phone, waiting for an answer. "Huh? He didn't pick up.."

"What? That's not like him." Taehyung tried calling himself, frowning when he gets the same result. "I'm going to go see if he's nearby. Maybe his hands are too full to get his phone from his pocket."

"I'll go with you." Yoongi quickly offers, digging in his bag for a beanie and face mask. "Cover up Taehyungie, we don't want to draw too much attention."

"Okay Hyung." Taehyung gets his red baseball cap and his face mask, pulling his hood over it.

"Let me go too." Jungkook goes to get ready to go, but Namjoon stopped him.

"We don't know if he's missing or not. If they don't find him, then we'll all look okay? Let them handle it. They'll call if they need help."

Jungkook bites his tongue, wanting to argue, having too much respect for his leader to disobey him.

"Let's practice without them for now. Jungkookie, you wanted me to help you with the hook part in the new song anyway, right? I'll have the time to teach you one on one." J-hope distracts Jungkook while the two deagu boys leave the practice room.

"You don't really think he's just not answering because his hands are full do you?" Yoongi asks, trying to keep up with Taehyung's quick strides as he rushes out of the building.

"I just have a bad feeling, that's all.. let's walk towards his place.." Taehyung follows the path he knew Jimin would take, keeping his eyes open for the pink haired Busan boy.

Yoongi agrees, following beside him as they walk, freezing when he notices the toppled over paper bag from the coffee shop Jimin frequents after practice. "No.."

Taehyung follows the olders' gaze, but instead of the purple phone case. The one he just picked out with Jimin last week. Taehyung runs over, confirming his suspicions when he sees the lock screen. "Jimin-ah was here.."

"I'll call the others." Yoongi pulls Taehyung as he walks, dialing Jin's number.

"Did you find him?" Jin skips greetings.

"We found his phone.. someone had to have grabbed him.." Yoongi tries his best to speak clearly, but his heart thumps painfully in his chest with anxiety.

"I'll call the police. You get back to the studio." Jin motions for the others to come here.

"No, we're fine. We'll stay together. I need to look for him. I'm sorry, hyung." Yoongi hangs up before Jin can forbid it. He couldn't wait for the police. Since he's an adult, they could easily chalk it up as just him losing his phone and us being paranoid idols..

Yoongi went into the nearest shop, bowing to the woman at the counter. "Excuse me miss, but did you hear any commotion outside your shop?"

"I'm sorry, no. Is something wrong?" The shop keep answers, but Yoongi didn't have time to explain.

"I'm sorry I'm looking for someone I don't have time to explain." Yoongi pulls Taehyung along with him, asking anyone who gives him the time of day if they saw anything out of the ordinary.

"Please, sir.. did you see him..please just look this picture." Taehyung shows them a photo he took of him and Jimin yesterday, their face covered by the masks.

"The pink haired boy? Yeah, I saw him with another guy, probably his manager or security guard. You missed them about twenty minutes ago." The man tells them. "He should be back by now, don't worry."

"Which way did they go? What did that man look like?" Yoongi demands, coming out more harsh than he intended.

The man points towards the river. "They went that way. He was mostly covered and looked pretty average. A broad shouldered man with black hair and brown eyes."

"Thank you so much, sir." Taehyung bows before Yoongi pulls him. We need to find him.. I know Yoongi-hyung. I'm going as fast as I can.

Yoongi dragged Taehyung through the city, both of them stumbling over cracks in the sidewalk, quickly texting the others on the latest update. They had no idea where they were going. Their only thought was to find their missing member.

He was spotted with a man going towards the river. Heading there now. it's the only lead we got..

Yoongi texts quickly.

We'll meet you there. Let's meet at the bridge. I'll update the police.

Jin texts back.

Jimin was discarded underneath the bridge, unable to lift his head without pain. "Hyungie.." Jimin calls hoarsely to the open air, but his voice is drowned out by the sound of the wind and the river.

They probably won't bother looking for you

The man's voice rang in his ears, hot tears streaming down his cheeks. The cold breeze of the river chilled him to the bone, Jimin hardly making it out of the water, laying soaking wet on the shore.

"Jimin-ah!" Taehyung's voice comes out hoarsely as he screams. They've been looking nonstop for the past hour. The police were no help, saying they lost them on camera, so the only lead they had was the river.

"Jiminie-hyung!" Jungkook yells after him.

The boys split up into two separate groups, going in different directions. Namjoon, Taehyung, and Jungkook were in a group together. One body guard went with both groups.

Namjoon was walking ahead of them at a brisk pace, freeezing in place when he sees the bright pink hair of Jimin in his current favorite oversized white sweater. "Taetae, Jungkookie.. I see him!"

Jimin could hear the voices of the others running towards him, feeling Namjoon pull him into his lap. "Hyungie..I'm..I'm cold.." Jimin could hardly see him, his eyes mostly swollen shut, but he could recognize the voices of his members anywhere.

"It's okay, it's okay. I got you. Let's try to get you warmed up some.. okay? " Namjoon takes off his jacket. "Jungkook, help me get his shirt off."

"They really hurt him." Jungkook felt his stomach drop when he saw all the bruises covering Jimin's face, his nose crusted over with dry blood, his lip swollen with a split down the left side. "We need to call an ambulance to be sure nothing is broken.."

Namjoon and Jungkook help Jimin get his shirt off, eyes widening when he sees the bruising continuing across Jimin's body. Anger flashed in Namjoon's eyes.

How could anyone do this to him? He's nothing but kind to everyone he meets..

Namjoon helps lead Jimin's arms into the jacket, Jimin inhaling sharply when his fingers bend.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I just want to try to get you into something dry.." Namjoon gently takes Jimin's wrists, only now noticing his swollen fingers. Shit.. i gotta keep focused... I can't let my emotions cloud my judgment."He has at least a few broken fingers.."

"Help is on the way." The security guard, Jeong, called an ambulance while the members were busy with Jimin, taking off his jacket and throwing over Namjoon's shoulders.

"Jiminie..." Taehyung dries his tears with the back of his thumbs, voice coming out as a sob. He had never seen Jimin in such a rough state, the most he's ever seen was a wrapped up leg from dancing too hard

"D..don't cry

"Deep breaths, Taehyung.. we found him, and he's alive.. that's all that matters. You too Jungkook.." Namjoon tries to calm the younger boys, despite his emotions running high.

"You came.." Jimin croaked, his eyes watering again, shivering violently as he clings to his leader.

"What? Of course we came. We came looking the moment you didn't answer your phone. Why would you think that?" Namjoon rubs his hands across Jimin's arms. "Oh.. the others! Jungkook call seokjinnie-hyung."

"I meant. You found me.." Jimin quickly changes his words when he hears the pain in his leader's voice clearly hurt by his words. "Sorry..."

"Huh? Oh.. yeah.. right." Jungkook was still in shock on Jimin's condition. Following hyung's request, Jungkook looked away from Jimin, feeling sick to his stomach.

Could this have been any of the others? Namjoonie hyung rides his bike to work a lot of the time..

"Hy..Hyungie, we found..but but.. they really hurt him. We called for..for.." Jungkook spoke quickly, stammering out the words, his mind reeling with dark thoughts.

"Jungkook-ah breathe. I can't understand you. Did you find him?" Jin gently orders him.

Jungkook passes the phone to Taehyung, unable to calm his nerves, who takes it, wrapping his body around the Mankae.

"We find him, but it..it looks like he got jumped.." Taehyung did better to keep his voice under control, but Jungkook could feel his heart beating wildly against his back, clearly having the same thoughts.

"What? How bad is he?" Jin asks, voice filled with worry.

"He..he..ah..b..broke so..some fi..fingers.." Taehyung struggled to explain it to Jin, a hard lump forming his throat, when he tries to speak, tears pricking at the corner of his eyes.

"Hey..hey, it's okay, you don't have to talk about it okay? I'll just see for myself. Don't cry Vuu.." Jin speaks in a soothing tone, hearing Taehyung holding back a sob. "It's okay to be scared.."

Jungkook places his hands on top of Taehyung’s squeezing him. "You're gonna make me cry Hyung.."

"I'm sorry, Koo.." Taehyung takes a deep breath, burying his face in the youngers shoulder. The boys hear the ambulance in the distance.

There's no doubt they love me, but is it really okay for me to be one of the leads in both the dance line and the vocal line when Jin and Taehyung are more talented than I am..

Jimin felt guilt eat away at him, the words of his attacker ringing in his head.

"It's okay Jiminie, help is coming.." Namjoon wipes Jimin's tears, unaware of the mental trauma that was plaguing the pink haired vocalist.

"The police are here.." Jeong says entering the room. "They want to talk to Jimin-sii about what happened..'"

Jin looks at the sleeping vocalist, clenching his jaw. He didn't want to wake him, and the police offered little help, not even lending them a search party to find the missing boy. "Give us a minute."

Jeong nods, relaying the message.

"He needs to talk to them so they can help track him down.." Namjoon gently wakes Jimin. "Jimin-ah, you need to talk to the police for us okay?"

Jimin blinks sleepily, the pain medicine leaving him groggy. "Hm..?"

"Do you think you could tell the police what happened, Minnie?" J-hope asks gently.

Jimin felt his skin crawl with anxiety at the thought of explaining it in front of the other members. They're already upset enough..

"I'll tell them on my own..please?" Jimin asks softly.

"Whatever you want, Jiminie. We'll go outside for a bit, here..take my phone and call me when you finished.." Yoongi gives him his phone, cracked from hitting the pavement. "It still works, just be careful.."

"Alright.. Thanks Hyungie.." Jimin puts it on the side of the bed watching the others leave the room and two officers come in.

"Hello, I'm officer Kim and this is my partner officer Lee." He bows slightly, the other officer doing the same."

"Hello.." Jimin greets them, doing his best to bow respectfully, wincing at his sore rib cage.

"How are you feeling, Park?" Officer Kim asks, looking at Jimin sympathetically.

"Are you able to explain what happened?" Officer Lee joined in the conversation.

"I hurt all over, but I'll be okay.." jimin replies, wishing they would just her to the point and skip formalities.

"Could you explain to me what happened then?" Officer Kim asks, getting out a notepad to write with.

"I went to the Cafe to get drinks on my way to the hybd building where I work, but while I was in there, I felt like I was being watched. I thought nothing of it at first, just a fan too shy to approach me, but I was wrong..." Jimin's eyes grow wide in fear as the memory of the larger man looming over him as he leaves the Cafe, grabbing him roughly. His breath picked up his throat, coughing as his throat tightened as tears threatening to form.

"Park-sii, Park-sii it's okay.." Officer Lee touched his shoulder, pulling him out of his thoughts. "Take your time.."

"Ah...I'm..I'm sorry.. I just need a minute..th..thank you.." Jimin stammers out the words, Officer Lee giving him a tissue trying to clean up his tearstained face.

"It's okay. You had a traumatic experience. Take your time." Officer Kim gave Jimin a kind smile.

Jimin takes a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself to continue the story, telling the officers about how he lied saying they knew each other, how he took him away from the others and threatened him to leave his group and beat him for refusing. Jimin was in tears as he spoke, using the tissue to dab under his nose that dripped with snot.

"He..he..just..hated me..that I was..was rui..ruining the band.." jimin finishes his story, wincing when he rubs his sore nose. He couldn't go into detail about what the man said, leaving that part vague, but the officers didn't press him to delve further.

"We'll find him." Officer Lee promises, but Jimin doubts his words. His face was covered and disappeared from sight on the cameras after dumping him.

"Thank you for talking with us. I hope you recover quickly." Officer Kim leaves with his partner.

Jimin sat in silence in the hospital bed staring up at the ceiling, trying to calm his nerves before calling Yoongi. "Hyung.. come back please?"

"Of course. I'll be right up." Yoongi could tell Jimin was crying by his congested tone. "Stay on the phone, okay? I want to tell you about my visit home." Yoongi wanted to get his mind off the situation.

"Oh right.. you visited home to visit for a birthday.." Jimin couldn't remember if it was his mother's or his brother's birthday he went to celebrate, those little details slipping his mind. He was usually better at these sorts of things.

"Yeah, I did.. and My mom taught Holly a new trick. You know how I tried to teach him how to roll over but he wouldn't completely roll?" Yoongi pauses for Jimin to respond.

"Oh right, he'd go on his back or flop to his side but he wouldn't fully roll." Jimin felt a soft smile creep up across his lips to hear Namjoon gush about his precious pet.

Yoongi enters the room with Taehyung and Jungkook following behind.

"Where's Hobi-hyung and Namjoonie hyung?" Jimin asks when he notices the two missing.

"They're in a company meeting deciding on what we're gonna do about our schedule. I stayed behind to watch these two." Yoongi motions towards Taehyung and Jungkook.

"I'm a grown man now Hyung, I don't need a babysitter." Jungkook argues. "He just wanted to stay with you too because he's worried."

Yoongi hides his face to hide his blushing cheeks, feeling embarrassed. "Everyone's worried.." I'm more worried on your mental state after this.. you've been crying again..

"How are you feeling, Jiminie?" Taehyung asks, saving Yoongi from his embarrassment.

"I'll be okay.. I'm actually set to go home later today. There's not much the hospital can do for me here.." Jimin tells him. I'm glad I don't have to stay overnight. I don't want to sleep in an unfamiliar place.. i don't even want to sleep alone tonight..

"Are you sure it's not too early?" Jungkook asks with concern in his big doe eyes.

"Yeah, all they can do is give me medicine for the pain, and I can take that at home. Someone else needs this bed more than I do." Jimin fakes a smile. "Don't worry. I'll be fine with some rest."

All three boys could tell Jimin's smile wasn't genuine, but nobody said a word about it to Jimin, just silently agreed to keep a close eye on him.

"Steady, steady.." Jungkook slowly moves with Taehyung to put Jimin in his bed.

"I'm being steady." Taehyung huffs, getting Jimin laying down on the bed. "We need pillows to prop his ankle now!"

"I don't have any extra pillows. You and Jinnie-hyung have the most.." Jungkook points out.

"It's only a little sprained, I'll be okay." Jimin tries to get them to stop fretting over him.

"Nonsense. You can use some of mine." Taehyung rushes to his room, bringing all his pillows.

"Taehyungie what will you sleep with if you bring all your pillows in here?" Jimin gives a small chuckle seeing Taehyung dropping the pillows, wincing from his sore ribcage. "Ah.. that hurts.."

"Sorry Jiminah.." Taehyung uses two pillows to get Jimin's ankle elevated, then another one underneath Jimin's head. "Does that help? You can hold this pillow to your chest." He puts it in Jimins

"It's okay.. don't worry about it. That actually feels better. Thank you, Tae.." Jimin yawns with squeak at the end. "Mn.."

"You should try to get some rest, Jiminie-hyung. It'll help you heal faster." Jungkook frowns when he sees Jimin's eyes close tightly in pain.

"Jungkookie, remember Jin is making dinner. He can't sleep just yet.. he hasn't eaten.." Taehyung reminds him.

Jimin's stomach churned at the idea of food, wrapping his arm around it.. He could only manage to eat a few bites of food at the hospital before he felt sick to his stomach, telling the others he just didn't like it. I can't use that excuse again..

"What's wrong, Jiminie?" Taehyung asks, eyes round with concern. "Are you that hungry? I could ask seokjinnie-hyung to get you a snack."

"No,I'm okay.. just some pain from the brusing.." Jimin felt the twinge of guilt worsen his pain. He hated hiding things from his members, but he didn't want them worrying more than they already were.

"My poor Minnie.. I'll get you a heat compress." Taehyung leaves the room, coming back with a few ice packs and the heat compress. "Here, one for your ankle so the swelling can go down, one for your eyes to help with the puffy and heat to help with your tummy."

Jungkook takes one of the ice packs from Taehyung, placing it on Jimin's swollen ankle. "I'll help too."

"Thanks, Koo." Taehyung smiles, putting the heat on Jimin's abdomen, watching him visibly relax.

Jungkook's stomach, growls making him blush in embarrassment.

"I think someone else needs a before dinner snack.." Taehyung giggles. "Go on, I'll stay with him. I bet you can get a snack out of hyung. You hardly had anything to eat either, just that bag of vending machine cookies, and you gave half of them away."

"You should go. I'm fine. Eat." Jimin tried to keep his voice steady. Everyone must've been too worried to eat because of me. I am just making things harder on everyone..

Jungkook leaves the room, Taehyung taking a seat on the bed next to Jimin, wearing a serious look on his face.

"Jimin, you aren't a burden, so stop thinking you are." Taehyung says, grabbing Jimin's good hand.

"Taetae.. I didn't say anything like that.." Jimin couldn't look Taehyung in the eyes, afraid that those large puppy dog eyes would see right through his mask.

"You don't have to.. that's the same look that Hyungie gives when he feels like he's not learning the routine quick enough or when he can't sing because he's sick. You don't need to pretend in front of me, Jiminie, and I don't want you to." Taehyung speaks slowly, gathering his thoughts together. "Scream, cry... do something. Just please stop giving everyone that fake smile.. it's hurting my heart.."

Jimin felt the tears swelling up again, burying his face in Taehyung's shoulder. "I wa..wa..waas so sc..sc..scared, Tae.. I cou..couldn't do any..anything..bu..but h..hi..his words hurt ev..even more.."

Taehyung strokes Jimin's hair. "It's all over now, Jiminie.. We won't let him touch you. We got extra security.." his mind burned with curiosity to know what this man said that upset his soulmate so much, but he didn't dare ask. Not when Jimin was already suffering enough. He didn't want to bring up those bad memories.

"T..T..Taehyun...m..ma..maybe you guy..guys sh..should pe..perfo..form withou..without me.." Jimin whispers.

"We might have to for a short while, until you recover more, but you'll be able to sit and perform once your bruises on your ribs and..."

"N..no..not..not ju..just f..for a..a lit..little wh..while..I mea..mean..y..you can b..be a..a..lead..w..with j..Jungk..kookie ins..stead of..me.." Jimin mumbles into Taehyung’s shoulder, the man's words ringing in his head again.

"What? No. No. No, Jiminie. It's seven or nothing. Don't let him mess with your head. You're so important.. we wouldn't be BTS without you.." Taehyung forces Jimin to look up at him, tears already streaming. "Don't say that..okay...?"

"Taehyungie.." Jimin wipes the tears from Taehyung's cheek. "I..I'm sorry.. Don't cry.."

Jimin felt awful, his heart tightening. How could he tell Taehyung that? Taehyung was the one who stuck up for him as rookies, saying he wanted me to debut with him..

"Everyone will say the same.. You're a part of our team. You'll always be wanted, okay?" Taehyung hugs Jimin lightly.

"Dinner is fini- What happened?" Jin rushes to the bed when he saw the two puffy eyed 95liners.

"I was just..telling Taehyungie about what happened to get it off my chest.." Jimin wipes his eyes, hoping he wouldn't see through his lie.

"Jiminie is also worried about all the time he has to take off to recover.. he's feeling guilty." Taehyung hides the part about Jimin thinking about quitting.

"Jiminie, don't you worry about that. We'll work around it. You need to just focus on healing." Jin places a tray with Kimchi Jjigae in front of him. "Even if we need to carry you around everywhere we go."

"Okay.." Jimin tries to pick up the chopsticks, but his three tapped fingers made it impossible to pick anything up.

"Here, let Hyung do it." Jin takes the chopsticks from him, holding a bite out to Jimin.

You'd have more parts if it weren't for me though.. your high notes are much better than mine..

Jimin felt sick with guilt as he forced himself to take the bite, knowing if he didn't eat, he'd only worry everyone.

"Are you okay, Jiminie? You look pale.." Jin reaches to touch Jimin's forehead, feeling him burning with fever. "Oh my baby, you're getting sick.."

"Sick...? No.. no, I can't be getting sick.." Jimin speaks softly. "I'm just dehydrated from crying so much." Jimin opens his mouth for another bite.

"If you think you can...alright.." Jin feeds the injured vocalist as Taehyung rushes to get water. Jimin eats about half of it before he feels uncomfortably full, Jin cutting him off. "Don't force yourself baby, I don't want you getting sick."

"Here, wash it down with some water." Taehyung opens the bottle, tipping it by Jimin's lips, him taking eager swallows. "Not too fast, Jiminie.."

"Did you eat?" J-hopes voice came from the doorway with Jungkook and Namjoon right behind him, clearly wondering the same thing.

"Yeah, I ate a little.. I'm just really tired, so I'm not that hungry.." Jimin knew that wasn't the only reason, but it wasn't a full lie.

"Then let's go so you can sleep." Jin kisses Jimin on the forehead. "Rest up kiddo." He rounds up the worried members.

"But I want to stay with him.." Taehyung argues. "Please Hyung? I'll leave when I'm tired.. I promise."

Jin looks at Jimin, whose eyes set on Taehyung with relief across his face. He probably wants someone to stay with him until he falls asleep..

"Alright, alright. You'll leave as soon as you're tired, but you need to sleep at a reasonable time for practice tomorrow."

Taehyung pouts. "What? We're going back to work already?"

"I know it sucks Tete, but we can't push back the award show like if it was one of our concerts. Staff will stay here with Jimin tomorrow. Two people have already volunteered." Namjoon gives him a sympathic look, wishing he could just call off work for a bit to stay with Jimin, but his request was denied.

"Okay.." Taehyung sighs. "I'll leave by midnight." He gets comfortable next to Jimin, pressing his side against Jimin. "I'll at least keep you company for now, Minnie. You try to rest, okay?"

Jimin nods, feeling comfort by Taehyung’s warmth exhaustion, hitting him hard.

"Goodnight, Jimin. I love you.." Taehyung whispers, stroking his hair until his breathing becomes slow.

"Lo..ve...you.." Jimin murmurs out slowly, already in a deep sleep.

(Oo, this is getting really long. If you want a part two, I'll continue it)

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CHANCE BALL LOVE!

Pairing: Ushijima Wakatoshi x gn!reader

Genre: Meet ugly! strangers to lovers! Getting hit in the head with a volleyball!

Warnings: Blood, head injury, concussion, did I mention getting hit in the head with a volleyball? Food hehe, that's all.

WC: 2.4K

Summary: After being hit with a volleyball by the ace and U19 athlete, Ushijima Wakatoshi, you find yourself laying in the nurse's office, with a bag of ice on your head and a boy apologizing every two minutes for that terrible accident. As the times goes by, you realize that not only you were hit by a ball, but by destiny, and more important, love.

A/N: I'm so excited for this piece! This is a collab for HQHQ (now Anilysium!) The masterlist is here! I hope you like this piece! Reblogs are appreciated!

Life is made up of 90% causality and 10% coincidence.

That was what your mother used to say, with her hands covered with flour up to her elbows, while she prepared one of those delicious desserts. Possibly as a result of all her years perfecting her technique as a pastry chef, but, as in that, she considered that everything had to be planned, measured, and calculated.

On the other hand, your father was always talking about how fate made everything line up perfectly for things in his life to come in abundance, he would happily tell about the coincidences in his life, although the answer was always the same, a debate between the two of them as to what was the truth.

A skeptical pastry chef and a dreamy lawyer, a match made in heaven.

Whatever it had been, causality or causality, you never thought a hit of luck would be so...literal.

It was unusual for you to be in Shiratorizawa's volleyball gymnasium, if you had managed to get into such a prestigious high school it was because of the impeccable grades you always had, sports were not a priority.

You weren't afraid of balls, but, the way everyone was spiking the ball was about to cause you a headache, especially Ushijima Wakatoshi, the school's ace, one of the best athletes in the country.

"Why are we here, again?" you asked, your gaze wandering between the various players and the sound of balls hitting everywhere making the conversation feel distorted.

"Because they" one pointed out, to the rest of the girls looking around the court excitedly "want to see Semi Eita, the pretty boy with the grey hair" she gestured to the boy in the corner, slamming the ball to the ground unaware that they were watching.

"Ah" you replied, somewhat bored, grabbing your backpack and standing up. "Good luck with that, I have to get home early" you said, waving goodbye to everyone.

To leave, or at least, to do it in a faster way, the door that led out of the building, and through which you had to go through the court, was the best option, as it took longer to take the way inside the corridors. The only option as you made your way down the bleachers.

The only thing you heard, with your eyes glued to the ground, trying to go completely unnoticed was a "WATCH OUT!" that made you look up before you saw nothing but darkness.

"I don't know, Wakatoshi-kun, looks like you did kill her" a voice was heard in the distance, the light irritating your eyes if you tried to open them. Still, only because of your stubbornness, you tried to get up without anyone else's help.

"I don't think it's best if you stand up now" you heard a deeper voice, but you didn't know exactly where it was coming from.

"I'm fine" you whispered, placing a hand on where you assumed you had been hit with the volleyball, feeling a warm liquid staining it. It wasn't possible that a spike had cracked your forehead open, right?

Right?

"I'm fine, I have to go" as you stood up, opening your eyes, everything was spinning. An arm went around your shoulders, stopping you from falling back to the ground, firm, but at the same time gentle.

"You need to go to the infirmary, you're bleeding" the voice now seemed to be closer, a little more stable, but, no way did you feel you could even move without throwing up or passing out again, what the fuck had that hit been? Could someone hit someone that hard just with a serve?

The answer was yes, and the name, Ushijima Wakatoshi.

You barely felt it when, just like that, he lifted you off the ground, although it seemed that your body felt it. A piece of something, probably cloth or gauze stopped the bleeding. You kept repeating that at least they let you walk, that you were okay, even though, clearly, you had the symptoms of a concussion.

"Are you all right, can you tell me where you are?" questioned Ushijima, entering a room. You had finally managed to open your eyes and recover from the dizziness.

"I'm fine, we're at the high school" you whispered, looking at Ushijima for the first time.

Even if you had gone to games before, you had never seen that look on Wakatoshi's face, a mixture of fear and worry, accompanied by his pale face and a barely noticeable bloodstain on his shirt.

"You can wait outside, dear boy," said the nurse, slightly terrified by what had happened.

A couple of hours passed before they managed to let you go, after calling your parents and making sure you didn't leave the building unless you were accompanied. You didn't need stitches, and that was a huge plus, but still, you left the infirmary with a gauze pad on your forehead, some candy, and a chance to take the rest of the week off to rest, which wasn't such a bad outcome.

You closed the door behind you, looking sideways at Wakatoshi on the floor, who got up almost immediately, still looking scared, even his gaze lingered for a few seconds on the patch on your forehead, which reminded him of the fact that he had accidentally hit you with a volleyball while practicing his serves.

"How are you feeling?" he asked, looking disheveled, and as if he had done nothing more than wait in the hallway until everything was in order.

"Oh, don't worry, Ushijima-san, I'm fine" you assured, but it didn't seem to be enough for him.

"I'm so sorry, let me take you home to be sure you arrive safely" he asked, with his hands behind his back and his head slightly bent down, like a child discovered stealing the candy from the counter.

"My parents are here to take me home, don't worry" you assured, glancing sideways at the door, somewhat far away. "You can walk me to the car, if you like."

"Of course" he nodded, walking beside you. Up close he looked even taller than he was, his expression calm and his gaze fixed straight ahead, though, he seemed to have a doubt that would leave his lips at any moment "Would you allow me to walk you to school tomorrow?"

You looked at him with raised eyebrows, somehow, the sound of just both of your footsteps in the hallway was comforting, soothing. It wasn't awkward, or uncomfortable. Ushijma didn't believe in awkward silences, because to him actions said more than words, and, that a question shouldn't be answered right away. So, the way to the entrance was nothing more than waiting for an honest, and safe, answer.

"I got permission to miss classes for the rest of the week, in case the concussion gets complicated, because I have to rest" you began, letting again the calm silence take center stage for a couple of seconds. "Then I won't be back until Monday, but maybe you can come for dinner tomorrow?"

"If you accept that as my apology for hurting you, then by all means" he took the door, allowing you to leave before him, there was still a bit of a walk to the main entrance. "Although, I would like to cook"

"Oh, I didn't know you cooked," you smiled, looking up at him. Ushijima looked down, and, you could swear he was smiling too. "If that's what you prefer, I'd love to."

The rest of the walk was quiet, and calm. Ushijima said goodbye to you after introducing himself to your parents, and apologizing again. In the rearview mirror you saw him standing there, waiting until he didn't see the car to go home.

He was really worried, and it would probably take him a few days to stop being scared about what had just happened. He was even willing to be scolded by the coach for missing two days of practice, just to make sure everything was in order.

Likewise, even if it would be a whole day before you saw Ushijima, he decided to call you just before he went to bed. And at lunchtime, because doing it earlier would surely have woken you up. He didn't talk too much, he let you talk about how annoying the doctors at the hospital had been when you went to check that everything was okay, and all the boring time you spent there.

He called back as soon as he got out of school, to make sure the details of the dinner were ready, he would bring the food, and some dessert, and, you would bring the drinks. You had to convince him though, otherwise he would have bought everything, he would have even brought plates and silverware from his own house.

Wakatoshi took the job of bringing the food seriously, as much as he could buy anything on the way home, he decided to make something himself. The menu was simple, yakisoba, yukari rice balls with an egg on top of each dish. As for dessert, he decided not to risk it, and preferred to buy those box cakes that had been quite popular lately, and, some condensed milk truffles that Tendou gave him as a gift as, he assured, you would love them.

Your parents could be quite reluctant to invite a boy to the house, but, after proposing the idea that you could clean up the picnic table you had in the backyard, where there was a space convenient enough for them to peek in just a little to feel safe, they agreed almost immediately.

During the afternoon, the question you wanted to ignore came out of nowhere, could that be considered a date, and should you dress for the occasion? It didn't seem like anything would match a forehead injury, or that anything would hide it. The result ended up being something you would wear if you were going out with friends, simple, and appropriate for the sunny day out.

Ushijima arrived exactly at the appointed time, and, reluctantly from your parents, you opened the door without them intruding. Looking at him, you failed to understand the nervous feeling that traveled from your heart to the tips of your fingers, making them tremble. Standing with a bag in his left hand, his hair slightly tousled and a bouquet of flowers in the other. Yet another gesture of apology, right?

"Hi, I brought some flowers" he pointed out, extending them. Your hand gently brushing his as you took them, white roses with green accents that made the bouquet look incredibly elegant.

"I already told you that you didn't have to keep apologizing, Ushijima" you mentioned, taking the flowers. "We'll eat outside then you don't need to take off your shoes, but let me go get a vase."

"You look good today" he spoke out of nowhere, making you look at him even though you were already halfway down the aisle. "You look good in those clothes" he seemed to be trying to smile, but you weren't sure. You smiled anyway, grateful for the compliment.

You returned with the bouquet, which would now serve as a decoration for the picnic. You could feel the intense gaze of your parents even if they tried to hide when they peeked, or, according to them, "watched" that everything was in order.

"Are you feeling better then?" he asked, looking at how simply decorated the picnic table was but somehow looked incredibly cozy, with perfect tree shade.

As was now usual, Wakatoshi didn't talk more than usual, at least not at first, he wanted to hear about how you were feeling, and how many days you would be out of school, although you assured him that you would be back to your activities by next Monday, and that, your friends would take care of sending you the homework you needed. Then the questions about him began.

You learned a lot, how he learned to play volleyball at a young age, his interest in cooking but his almost zero ability to make desserts. My mother could make some, you laughed, drinking some cranberry juice in a wine glass, your father's idea. He told you about his new interest in plants, and his father's work out of the country. Even some good anecdotes about the volleyball team.

Dessert was something completely different, by that time, she started to excitedly explain his last game, and what it was like to be in the Olympics. Although it wasn't as noticeable, you could tell in the way his lips curved into a slight smile as he tried to find the right words to define how he felt.

Reluctantly, and after offering to do the dishes, you said no, keeping the bento boxes with the promise that you would bring lunch on Monday for both of you, and now a wide smile on his face, even when he had to go home.

The following Monday came terribly slow, with the only thing that made it better being that Ushijima had not stopped her constant calls, the day possibly delayed by dark clouds heralding torrential rain.

"You don't have to keep apologizing anymore, look, even the wound has healed" you said, to Ushijima who was standing at the entrance, now with a box of the truffles you had liked so much, and which he had now made.

"I know. But I'd really like to walk with you at school" he smiled. "If you'll let me.

"I'd love to."

Life is made up of 80% causality and 20% chance, and, although you wouldn't want to repeat the literal hit of luck you received, you hadn't wanted it any other way.

Going to the gym because your friends wanted to see a cute boy on the volleyball team, having to leave early because you had things to do at home, leaving through the door you had to walk through on the court, getting hit in the head with a volleyball, only to end up walking to school with him, fingers barely brushing, a tender kiss on the cheek before he left.

Eating now inside the house, holding hands, a kiss on the corner of the lips. Waiting in the bleachers for practice to end, a number one jacket covering you from the rain.

The worst way to get to know each other, and, somehow, it seemed you were made for one another.

[apparentlyaswarmofbees]

Let's kickstart the reopening of requests with some Levi loving moments shall we~

I decided to kind of merge both of them together, I hope it ended good~

Have a good day too~♡

I wrote this while having the newest song from E ve, Aono Waltz on repeat the whole time. It's so good

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Wave Vortex - A Leviathan x MC mini fic

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Summary

It happened so fast. Too fast.

If anyone asked Levi if he had ever been in love, he wouldn't miss a beat before replying 'yes'.

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Warning: uncensored swearing, Leviathan being anxious and insecure af.

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It was supposed to be a fun evening, he had finally put his foot down on his insecurities and asked his best friend, THE best of friends, to go on a date with him.

And they said yes, hells, they said yes.

He was on cloud nine for the entire week, day and night, during boss fights, anime episodes, even to the point of spacing out inside his fantasies while he was trying to rant to Henry exactly about said fantasies.

He was happy, so damn happy. But he was also scared shitless.

He was just so awkward, he couldn't do anything right except for being an otaku, he was ugly and couldn't even express himself unless he was roleplaying, he just knew he would ruin this, he knew.

But he was just so excited.

And now as he sat on a bench outside the human world Aquarium you two were supposed to be having a fun evening at, he couldn't help but think that he should have cancelled the plans and walked away as soon as he started having bad feelings.

Not that it wasn't fun at the start of course.

He may have had arrived one hour earlier than promised and probably made you feel bad about having him wait though for some reason you arrived only a few minutes after.

"I was just too excited to come" they had said, he knew they had to have known he left earlier and came rushing despise it all, he really is a pain in the ass isn't he?

But even so, the moment he bumped his hands with yours and you took a hold of his pinkie, his brain was mush all over again.

He tried his best to make it fun for you, speaking to every single aquatic life swimming around and translating to you whatever they were thinking.

"Oh... Oh!" He exclaimed

"What is it?" You looked back and forth between the demon and the silver fish staring at you two from the glass "what did it say?"

"I-It likes my eyes" he didn't know how to feel about being complimented by a fish, though Henry did cheer him up whenever he needed.

He could hear you chuckle from besides him and turned his head to look at you (he got a bit startled when he met your gaze, were you looking at him all this time?) "I like them too" you smiled, his eyes widened "your eyes kind of remind me of a sunset".

He was spluttering incoherent noises for a good five minutes after.

You guys even found a little place selling soft ice cream cones, he was a bit excited to find what flavor you would order, maybe next time you two hung out together he could pull one of those date moves and get an ice cream for the both of you...

"...What next time?" Leviathan hunched his back over his legs, hiding his face in his arms. Would there be a next time...?

It was all going so well, even though he was a nervous wreck and couldn't even fully grasp onto his best friend's hand because he was a coward just like that. Even then, even then, he believed the two of you were having enough fun, you told him so, and you were smiling, so at least part of it had to actually be true.

But of course, his younger siblings had to come a ruin everything.

And it happened so fast, too fast.

You asked to try his ice cream, now that he looks back at it, he isn't sure why because you two had gotten the same flavor afterall.

But he didn't think of that at the time and let you take a taste.

And he was just so hipnotized by your lips covered in ice cream, he seriously pondered if this was what Beel felt like while looking at food. That little smile, the small lap of your tongue as you cleaned the skin off the cold treat, and missing a spot.

He was going insane.

And that's when it happened.

"Just kiss already dammit!" Came a loud scream from not so far behind him.

It was familiar and high pitched, Asmo, and followed by a second familiar voice, Satan, telling the other to not yell.

But it was too late. The damage was already done.

The moment the lust sibling had finished his line the ice cream cone Leviathan was holding out for you fell off his hands in a jerk motion as he jumped.

Spilling all over your chin, neck and clothes.

Clothes you had specifically told him were your favorite and you had specifically dressed with because you spe cifically told him you also wanted today to be special.

Fuck

Fuck

"Fuck!" He exclaimed right there and then.

You looked down at yourself, mouth agape.

He couldn't stay there. He had to get away, away before you got angry, away before you officially declared all his hopes for naught.

And that's how he found himself trying to not have a full blown panic attack on the pretty damn unconfortable bench he found his sorry ass seated upon outside of the hellhole his brothers and their human housemate found themselves in. Well deserved for someone like him right?

Now that he thinks about it, he should have stayed and helped you clean up right?

"Fuck" he groaned before raising his head to prevent the tears gathering around his eyes to spill out.

He really just had to make a big deal out of everything and ruin it didn't he?

Why was he always like this?

"Levi!" Oh sweet lord of shadows he almost jumped out of his skin again, it was you. And you were running towards him.

He debated to himself if he should run away or stay, deciding that he already ruined things enough by not helping you clean up, he should start apologizing, maybe that will make you less angry-

He stood up, he couldn't make his feet move towards you but he was ready to speak, he could try to do damage control, he could do it.

He opened his mouth to speak but you were faster, you always were.

"Are you okay?"

And he felt so stupid all of sudden.

You weren't angry, you were concerned.

You shirt was clean though he could see it was still wet, why weren't you angry?

Well, he already knew the answer.

Because it was you.

You understood him, you knew he was already on a peak of anxiety the moment he asked you on a date a week ago, you knew him.

You knew him.

And so he couldn't help but start crying.

But this time he didn't hide, he didn't run. This time he reached for your hand first, this time he held onto it fully, this time he really looked at you.

"It's okay! I'm not angry!" He was making you even more worried and you didn't know if you should touch him or not "you're much more important than my favorite clothes! Well, it is still going to be a pain to wash it though-" he kind of wanted to let out a defeated laugh at that.

"I knoooow" he said in between tears. "I'm sorryyy"

He heard you sigh "I know" of course you did "and I forgive you" of course you did "and the day is not over yet, we can still do something fun today!" You paused, looking down, almost skepish "and I want to spend more time with you", he held his breath.

Of course you did.

"I'm sorry I didn't stay to help you clean" he finally let out in a husky voice. He wanted to blame Asmo, be angry at him for startling him in the first place, but either way he shouldn't have left you alone "if it stains I can try to find some kind of spell to get it off"

He looked down to his feet, his hand was still holding onto yours tightly.

You were quiet for a while, he was about to look back up when you did the job for him by lifting it up by his chin with your hand gently.

And you kissed him.

Deeply yet softly, gently yet passionatelly.

He didn't know what he was expecting but it definetelly wasn't this.

You cupped one of his cheeks with your free hand, his face stunned, but at least the tears stopped coming.

"I do love you Leviathan" was all that scaped those lips he was already starting to miss.

If anyone asked Levi if he had ever been in love, he wouldn't miss a beat before replying 'yes'.

Afterall he loved a lot of things: He loved his animes, he loved his games, he loved Henry and he loved his waifus and husbandos. He loved many things but, none of those things could ever reciprocate his feelings, not really.

And he was used to it, he was used to loving without being loved, it was safer, better, free of potential rejection.

But you loved him.

Even after so many times he ranted your ear off about something you probably weren't interested in, even after not being able to fully help when you felt bad other than keeping you company and entertained, even after he has proven himself to be too much of a coward to be fully honest with his feelings but still too stubborn to fully give up on them, even after he ruined your favorite clothes and left you alone to clean it up.

He really needed to step up in his game huh?

He felt his face burn and his heart burst, he wanted to look away from your eyes but couldn't.

Leviathan really did love a lot of things.

"I... I do, I love you too"

And one of those things was definetelly you.

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"I'm better when I'm with you."

Vanderwood x Reader

A glance at the time told him it was nearing 1 in the morning, which left Vanderwood kind of confused as of why you were calling him. As far as he could recall, you said you were going out with friends. He did his best to push the thoughts far away, that something could've happened. There was no need to constantly expect the worst to happen, at least not anymore. Still he was quick to pick up.

"Everything alright?"

"Uhm, well, it seems like I need new friends", was the first thing you said, muted but still rather loud music in the background.

"What do you mean?"

"Those assholes ditched me. Now I'm all alone at a club that I've never been to before. Hell, I don't even know the stupid address!"

There was absolutely no hesitation at all, as he already grabbed his wallet and keys, afterwards slipping into his shoes and coat.

"Send me your location, I'll be there as fast as I can."

On the other end, you let out a quiet sigh. "Thank you... I really owe you big time."

"Just make sure to stay safe."

"Will do, promise."

With that, he hung up and, as soon as his phone vibrated with a message of your location, he was already in his car and drove off. And if he drove a little bit faster than allowed, because he was maybe worried about you, no one had to know.

At least that way it only took him about 20 minutes to make it to the club and once inside, it didn't take him all too long to spot you.

Saeyoung always liked to tease him by saying that Vanderwood would probably always find you anywhere, no matter where you were or how many people were surrounding you. Perhaps that was true, who knew...

You were seated at the bar, pretty much ignoring everyone around you, your shoulders hunched and playing with the glass in your hand. He hated seeing you so down...

He maneuvered his way through the crowd and when he was standing right behind you, he rested a hand on your waist and leaned in closer, so you'd be able to hear him over the thumping music.

"Come here often?" The first thing that came to his mind, a very lame pickup line, in order to try and at least somewhat lift your mood a little, hopefully.

Judging by the way your entire posture relaxed, you seemed to recognize him instantly and twirled around on your stool, eyes full of relief and you managed to catch him off guard, when you threw your arms around his neck and were nearly holding on to him for dear life.

The entire reaction made his heart break a little and he was quick to return the hug, just holding you close for a moment. If he'd ever get his hands on the people doing that to you, they should better pray he'd have mercy on them...

And when it looked like you were unwilling to let go just yet, he was also fine with it.

"You are seriously a sight for sore eyes, Vandy...", he rather felt, than heard you say it, with how your lips moved against his neck, where you had buried your face, and it made a shiver run down his spine.

"I'm sorry you had to come all the way here for me..."

"Hey, none of that." He shifted a bit, to be able to grab your chin with his thumb and index finger, making you look up at him that way. "I'm glad you called me. I'd rather have you do that, no matter at what hour, than getting in some shady taxi, or whatever." Then he placed a brief kiss to your forehead. Even in the dim and colorful lights of the club, he was able to pick up on the light dusting of pink on your cheeks.

And he meant it. You two weren't anything official yet, since you had only gone on one date at that point, but there was honestly nothing he wouldn't do for you. Your safety was one of his top priorities.

Eventually you let go of him and he took a seat next to you, not complaining one bit when you reached out to hold his hand. Instead he even intertwined your fingers and gave your hand a light squeeze.

"Wanna tell me what exactly happened?"

You grimaced a little and downed the rest of your drink, before you motioned to the bartender that you wanted a refill.

"Let's see... Long story short, I went to the bathroom and when I came back, they were all gone. No reaction to any of my texts or calls and what did I see then? About 15 minutes later and they posted about the "party group" going to a different club. Guess I'm not part of that group..."

He kept his gaze on you the entire time, even when you averted your gaze and instead stared into the new drink placed in front of you.

"I don't even know why they did that. I mean... My best friend also came along and she's the last one I expected to pull something like that on me. Am I really that bad of a friend to be-"

Vanderwood cut you off by cupping your cheek in his hand. There was no way he'd let you finish your train of thoughts.

"Don't. You're not a bad friend. You're caring and sweet, and you put others first way too much, instead of making yourself the top priority. If anything, they're the bad friends and stupid fucks for treating you like that. Because you absolutely do not deserve it." He said it with a firmness and conviction, that left no room for any arguing.

An array of emotions crossed your features, going from hurt and sadness to something far softer and when a single tear escaped from the corner of your eye, he was quick to wipe it away with his thumb.

"But then why would they do it? There has to be a reason for it...", you muttered, followed by a nearly frustrated huff.

It was that moment, that a decision was made to get back at those assholes for treating you so badly. Maybe he'd even get Saeyoung involved. That guy was pretty creative, after all.

"Maybe they're jealous, who knows?"

When you gave him a confused look, he shrugged and already payed for your drinks, so you two could leave, once you finished the one you still had.

"I remember you telling me the other day that you got a lot happier", he began and brushed a strand of hair behind your ear. "That you got even closer with the RFA, now that things calmed down..."

"And with how I finally got to know you better", you added and that simple statement was enough to make him a little flustered. Though he was quick to pretend like nothing happened. For his ego's sake.

"Wouldn't surprise me if that was what pissed them off. You know, the fact that you have other friends you like to spend a lot of time with recently, and what not. People can be shitty like that."

You pursed your lips as you thought it over, your brows slightly furrowed and he really couldn't help but smile at how adorable you looked like that.

"Come to think of it... That doesn't sound too odd, actually. My best friend, well now definitely ex-best friend never really liked me getting too close to others."

Suddenly you began to chuckle and Vanderwood tilted his head in confusion, since he had absolutely no idea what was so funny to you, out of the blue.

"It's just that I'm very glad she won't ever get to meet you. She had a habit of throwing herself at anyone I was only slightly interested in."

"And you called someone like that your best friend?" The brunette raised a brow in disbelieve and you shrugged sheepishly, quickly taking a big sip of your drink. He really couldn't understand how you managed to stay around someone like that for so long.

"Besides", he went on and caught your attention again. Immediately his expression softened and he leaned in close to you. "No one could ever stand a chance against you."

He watched how you opened and closed your mouth a couple times, clearly searching for something to say, but obviously coming up short. With a quiet chuckle, he decided to just take his chance and closed the gap between you, to press a brief, but loving kiss to your lips.

When he pulled back, your eyes were big and round, though you instinctively chased his lips and come on, who was he to say no to you? So your lips met in another kiss, one that lasted a bit longer.

"Mhm... If you're always gonna comfort me like that, I should get ditched by so called "friends" more often", you decided, making it his turn to chuckle, this time.

"You don't need to get ditched to get kisses. Now. Ready to go, baby girl?"

Even when your cheeks turned a bright red at the pet name, your entire face lit up and you nearly jumped up from your seat.

"Yep! Say... Is it okay if I uhm... Stay with you, tonight? I don't really want to be alone. And I'm always better when I'm with you."

If he wouldn't already have been head over heels for you, that would've probably been the exact second he'd have fallen for you. Hard. Instead his heart skipped a beat and he wrapped an arm around your shoulders, as he led you outside and to his car.

"Of course, baby girl. And just so you know; You can stay with me whenever you want, no matter the reason."

He was just about to open the passenger door for you, when you suddenly grabbed the front of his coat and pulled him in for another, far more heated kiss. One that ended with him nipping on your lower lip, your hands buried in his hair, while one of his snaked under your shirt to rest on your lower back

Although he was completely sober, that kiss alone was enough to leave him a bit dizzy.

"If I should get kissed like that every time I tell you, you can come over whenever, I should do it more often", he teased, voice barely above a whisper and he earned himself a halfhearted shove from you, though you were actually giggling about it.

"Shut up and let's go. It's getting cold and my skirt is not really doing a lot..."

"You attacked me, I wanted to be a gentleman and open the door for you."

Sometimes he was still confused by how you managed to make him let down his walls so easily. How you made him feel relaxed and joke around with you as if it was the most natural thing to do, when he had usually been so closed off and more on the grumpy side.

But then again, he had learned rather quickly that you got under his skin without much effort. And he didn't mind it at all, now that he was a free man.

Also, from what he could tell, he seemed to have somewhat of a similar effect on you. Where you usually told others you were okay, you always opened up to him and told him about your problems, which made him more than just a little bit proud.

So seeing you smiling and laughing again, after your friends had treated you so horribly, and knowing that he had somehow managed to get you to that point, made him feel all warm and fuzzy.

He was well aware that he'd do anything to ensure your happiness at all times, no matter what. Because you were the one who showed him that it's not only okay to let his walls down, but that you would happily accept him just the way he was. And for that alone he felt like he owed you the world.

Hence the decision to always keep your heart safe. And for some reason he felt like you knew and that was why you trusted him blindly in return.

When you eventually made it to the bunker, Vanderwood told you to go ahead to his room, while he grabbed you some water. Staying hydrated was essential to ensure you wouldn't get a potential hangover, after all.

Though when he entered his room, (it took way longer than expected, since a certain, annoying redhead wouldn't stop pestering and annoying him with questions about why you were there, along with some suggestive looks and eyebrow wiggles), you were already curled up in his bed and, even if he had kind of expected it, he still stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of you.

The reason for that? You were wearing one of his shirts. It was a bit oversized on you, but damn did it look good... He made a mental note to let you wear his clothes more often.

In that moment he was just glad that it seemed like you had already dozed off, so you didn't see how he was pretty much staring at you. Once he finally managed to snap out of it, he was quick to change and carefully slipped into bed next to you.

You stirred at the movement, humming quietly as you scooted closer and snuggled into his chest. The former agent, in turn, didn't lose any time to wrap his arms securely around you. He realized that he could absolutely get used to that...

"I'll make sure no one's gonna hurt you again...", he whispered, pressing a kiss to your hair and, after a while, he fell asleep as well, not once letting go of you the entire night.

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Soft Brushes - Park Jisung

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You finished smudging the ends of the male's eyeshadow. The creamy burgundy look you were creating was designed specially by none other than you for Jisung.

His stage with NCT dream was going to look absolutely stunning.

"Make sure it fits my eye shape, they're already small enough."

Jisung was insecure over his eyes, you didn't understand why though you thought they were mysterious and feline-like. His charming point.

"Ah, here we go again. They're not small, and don't worry. This look should enhance them, if you're so worried."

You weren't going to fail him or the fans. He would be the talk of the whole broadcast show. You kept the strokes created through thin lines sharp and swiftly transitioned them to soft blurrs at the end.

"Keep still," you sigh shifting again. The position you were in had you craning your whole torso to the left in order to accommodate his seated figure.

You could feel Jisung huff, his warm breath hitting the side of your face and your hair in motion due to the action.

Being a friend of ji's had its benefits, and you were taking this ordeal as a helping hand since he wouldn't have time to get it done from his stylist of he was to go now.

"I'm not wasting the effort of all the research I completed for this look."

You gestured vaguely as you moved back and forth to admire the look from a distance. "Open my phone for a sec, will you?"

Giving him something to do would help ease his nerves and maybe stop him from tapping his feet impatiently against the wooden floor.

"You call stalking my fans preference on twitter and Pinterest, research?" Jisung sniggered peeking to unlock the device before shoving it into your face.

It was going well but you couldn't get a steady position to ensure the coverage of highlight was done well. You had to take seating facing him directly.

"They're the end clients afterall, gotta give the people what they want." you chuckled.

You were going to add the small crystals into the inner corners of his eyes and it wouldn't look right, you had to get closer. Jisung laid his body back his, face at an angle against the back of your living room's couch.

You pushed his hair back with your pinky, clutching with one hand the palette of minuscule crystals and the tweezers you were using.

Swinging your right leg over his waist and hips you took your position straddling him.

As you finally began working, you began adding the final touches to the eye look. Though Jisung was starting to get very uncomfortable and heated.

His cheeks were flushing uncontrollably and he was silently thanking that you had completed his foundation layers first to sheath him from your judging stare.

Though his ears had probably betrayed him and gone to the shade of a cherry.

As you shifted in your intimate position he began to feel a straining sensation near his lower region. Muttering a curse word he restrained himself from pressing his hands to your waist and pushing you off.

"There, all done, open those beautiful eyes of yours." you tease moving backwards slightly.

His lids fluttered open and as he looked to you he didn't realise the level of proximity you were from him. A wisp away. Barely even a hair. If you were to jerk forward your lips would instantly press.

As you began to put distance between you, -feeling his sense of discomfort- you felt his arms wrap around your torso pulling you back closer.

Taking in the magnitude his eyes held you stayed there dazed a little longer than you would have liked to admit.

The male was simply ethereal, how could someone have such intensity in their gaze.

Before you could snap out of it your brain registered his steady breath against your lips and chin. Jisungs strong and assured grip on you keeping you in place and the swirling emotion that was oscillating in the pits of his iris'

"Remember when we talked about you and me? About us?"

"Ji-" "I want you, for myself. I don't feel comfortable with anyone." he cut you off staring you down, suddenly looking at him became unbearable to handle.

"We'll talk about this later."

Getting off him as you finish adding the final peices to his look, you can't help but feel your pulse drum faster and your heart increase rapidly.

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Caught

The Lynnwood Inn, which was our next stop. However after the Wendigo situation, Deans been treating me differently, he's been flirting with me. There's something up with him, I thought, was it because of the night in motel? Or the kiss after the Wendigo mission. I look over at him to notice there is a mostly empty plate in front of Dean, who is circling obituaries in a newspaper. An attractive waitress, whose nametag says Wendy, approaches.

"Can I get you anything else?" She asks mostly focusing on Dean. Dean looks up, sees the waitress then goes back to the news paper as Sam comes over and sits down.

"Just the check, please." Sam orders.

"Okay." And Wendy walks away.

"You know Dean I'm surprised you weren't flirting with the waitress." I say, Dean points to Wendy walking away, who's wearing short shorts.

"Well you see her, she's not my type."

"Dude every girl is your type." Sam laughs.

"Not every girl, I highly doubt-" I point to myself "-girls like me are his type."

"If you believe that then your wrong darling." He winks at me. "And the two of you are talking like I'm not here." Sam looks at me, then at Dean who hands him the newspaper.

"Here, take a look at this, I think I got one. Lake Manitoc, Wisconsin. Last week Sophie Carlton, eighteen, walks into the lake, doesn't walk out. Authorities dragged the water, nothing. Sophie Carlton is the third Lake Manitoc drowning this year. None of the other bodies were found either. They had a funeral two days ago."

"A funeral?" Sam asks.

"Yeah, it's weird, they buried an empty coffin. For, uh, closure or whatever."

"How is that closure? If the coffins empty then the body is still out there. Doesn't sound like closure at all."

"You have a point there Y/n, also your hair is green." Sam points out, I groan and pull up my hoodie to hide my hair while Sam takes more notes. "Back to the topic. People don't just disappear, Dean. Other people just stop looking for them."

"Something you want to say to me?" Dean growled.

"The trail for Dad. It's getting colder every day."

"Sam's right Dean, it seems like whereever we go he was never there-" Dean silences me with his the wave of his hand.

"So what are we supposed to do?"

"I don't know. Something. Anything." Sam huffs.

"You know what? I'm sick of this attitude. You don't think I wanna find Dad as much as you do?"

"Yeah, I know you do, it's just-"

"I'm the one that's been with him every single day for the past two years, while you've been off to college going to pep rallies. We will find Dad, but until then, we're gonna kill everything bad between here and there. Okay?" Sam rolls his eyes, making Dean walk out of the Inn, shaking his head in disappointment. We left the Inn a few hours later, and the three of us made our way to our next case. Sam was in the back sleeping, while me and Dean were in the front.

"....So...." Dean suddenly says, desperately trying to strike up a conversation. "Are we gonna talk about it?"

"....Talk about what?"

"The kiss."

"....What kiss?"

"The one you gave me a few days ago, after we saved Haley and her brothers. I know you wanted to kiss me but you decided against it." My heart started pounding, what was there to talk about? I had a bad feeling of how this was gonna go.

"Dean-"

"Y/n I....I want to ok? Your....You make me feel...." He glances over at me, then travels down to my hand that's resting in my thigh. He slowly grabs it, and squeezes like I'll disappear.

"I make you feel what?...." I say getting his attention again.

".....I don't know, but when I'm around you I have this sick like feeling-a good sick like feeling. I've never felt this way before...but sadly we can't your still a kid and if we were to, ya know."

"I understand."

"I will promise you this, when you turn eighteen, I'm gonna give you a kiss you'll never forget. And one after that, and one after that, and one after that." He smiles but doesn't let go of my hand, and neither do I. We sat there for hours, just enjoying each other's company, hoping that this moment would never end.

~

When we got to Wisconsin, we make our way up to the house that belong to the Carlton's. Dean knocks on the door and a man opens it.

"Will Carlton?" Dean asks.

"Yeah, that's right."

"I'm Agent Ford, this is Agent Hamill and Samson. We're with the US Wildlife Service." Dean holds up an ID, Will leads us around the house and I notice that a man is sitting on a bench on the dock.

"She was about a hundred yards out." Will says. "That's where she got dragged down."

"And you're sure she didn't just drown?" Dean asks.

"Yeah. She was a varsity swimmer. She practically grew up in that lake. She was as safe out there as she was in her own bathtub.

"So no splashing? No signs of distress?" I questioned.

"No, that's what I'm telling you."

"So she was just pulled down but never came back up? Like kind of a shark attack?"

"Yea..."

"Did you see any shadows in the water? Maybe some dark shape breach the surface?" Sam wondered.

"No. Again, she was really far out there."

"You ever see any strange tracks by the shoreline?" Dean says.

"No, never. Why? Why, what do you think's out there?"

"We'll let you know as soon as we do." As Dean heads back to the car Sam catches up to me.

"So, you and my brother huh?" He smirks.

"We're not together."

"Yet, that's right I heard your conversation." My cheeks begin to burn, and my hair turns purple.

"So you were pretend sleeping?" You could hear the fear in my voice.

"No I tried to sleep, I just happened to overhear how Dean is gonna give you a kiss you'll never forget, and one after that, and one after that-"

"Shut up!" I push him lightly with my cheeks burning, he laughs as I walk even faster. We get back in the car, the next stop was the police station. It was silent, but I could feel Sam looking between me and Dean from the back seat.

"Can I help you Sam?" Dean demanded.

"Nope." Sam said with a smile, he was thinking about me and Dean.

"You keep looking at me then at Y/n."

"He heard our conversation Dean." I confess, Dean smirks and looks back at his brother.

"Sam you sly dog!"

"What, it's not my fault you two are loud talkers."

"Oh that's bullshit! You didn't sleep cause you wanted to know if something was gonna happen!" I laugh.

"Well something did...cause when it's your birthday-"

"Shut up Sam!" Me and Dean yelled in chorus.

~

The station was small, but somewhat cozy. I looked around as Dean introduced us as the Wildlife Service.

"Now, I'm sorry, but why does the Wildlife Service care about an accidental drowning?" Jake Devin's, the sheriff asked.

"You sure it's accidental? Will Carlton saw something grab his sister." Sam replies and we follow the sheriff into his office.

"Like what?" Jake motions to chairs in front of his desk. "Here, sit, please. There are no indigenous carnivores in that lake." Sam sits down while Dean offers the other seat to me. I smile at the gesture and kiss his cheek before I sat down. "There's nothing even big enough to pull down a person, unless it was the Loch Ness Monster."

"Yeah." Dean chuckles and Sam glances over at him.

"Will Carlton was traumatized, and sometimes the mind plays tricks." Jake sits down and continues. "We dragged that entire lake. We even ran a sonar sweep, just to be sure, and there was nothing down there."

"That's weird, though, I mean, that's, that's the third missing body this year." I state. "There had to be something there, Sophie Carlton was a varsity swimmer. There's no way she drowned...."

"I know. These are people from my town. These are people I care about." The sheriff admits, he seemed sad, but yet had a somewhat guilty look on his face. "Anyway..." Jake sighs. "All this...it won't be a problem much longer."

"What do you mean?" Sam leaned forward, obviously interested.

"Well, the dam, of course."

"Of course, the dam. It's, uh, it sprung a leak." Dean says, trying to make the conversation less awkward.

"It's falling apart, and the feds won't give us the grant to repair it, so they've opened the spillway. In another six months, there won't be much of a lake. There won't be much of a town, either. But as Federal Wildlife, you already knew that."

"Exactly, sorry it's been a long week." I apologize as a young woman, taps on the door.

"Sorry, am I interrupting?" She asks, me and Sam stand up knowing that it's time to probably leave. "I can come back later."

"Gentlemen, this is my daughter." The Sherrif says and I hold out my hand to her.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Y/n." We shake hands.

"Andrea Barr, Hi." She greets.

"They're from the Wildlife Service. About the lake." Andrea's father explains.

"Oh." Then a boy, walks in around Andrea. "Oh, hey there. What's your name?" I ask, with a smile but he walks away without speaking and Andrea follows, we do the same.

"His name is Lucas." She says and gives him some crayons out of a box.

"Is he okay?" Sam worried.

"My grandson's been through a lot, we all have." Jake stands and goes to the office door. "Well, if there's anything else I can do for you, please let me know."

"Thanks. You know, now that you mentioned it, could you point us in the direction of a reasonably priced motel?" Dean asks.

"Lakefront Motel. Go around the corner. It's about two blocks south." Andrea comments. "I'm headed that way anyway. So I'll walk you there."

"I think we can find it just fine." I say, Sam looks at me and smirks, he knew. I was jealous, she nods with a frown on her face and turns to Jake. "I'll be back to pick up Lucas at three." She turns to Lucas. "We'll go to the park, okay, sweetie?" Andrea kisses him on the head.

"Thanks again." Sam smiles and we walk out the door, Andrea walks outside with us.

"So, cute kid." Dean comments.

"Thanks." She says, then points south. "Like I said, two blocks, that way."

"Thanks." Sam says and she smiles at Dean. "Must be hard, with your sense of direction, never being able to find you a good pick up line." And with that she leaves while calling back over her shoulder. "Enjoy your stay!" Sam slaps Deans shoulder "'Kids are the best'? You don't even like kids."

"I love kids." Dean looks at Sam like he's offended.

"Name three children that you even know."

"Y/n?" He wraps an arm around me, with a smile on his face thinking he won this argument.

"She's older than Lucas, she's not a little kid anymore."

"She acts like a kid."

"Seriously?! I'm right here!" I rant, Dean rubs my head but I push his hand away playfully.

"See? Your pouting, and your short to." He chuckles. "Anyways let's get to that motel, we have work to do."

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As soon as we got our room I grabbed some clothes and instantly claimed the bathroom. Sam went to get some food for us so it was just me and Dean. It had been a while since I felt hot water run down my back, and damn did it feel good. Sadly I had to get out and go back to reality, when I exited the bathroom Dean was watching Dr. Sexy. I put my stuff down and settled next to Dean.

"So Dr. Sexy?" I asked, I could hear him hum in response. "Well that doctor is pretty hot."

"The girl or guy?"

"Both are good looking."

"Hm." I look over at him, he was staring at me.

"What?"

"Nothing...." He turns off the TV and sits on the edge of the bed, tiredly rubbing his face. I moved to his side, worried.

"Dean are you ok?" I put my hand on his, caressing it gently. He looks back at me, those eyes we're filled with...lust. He didn't take his eyes off of me. I scooted closer to him, making him blush at how close we were but he stayed focused on me.

"You know what?" He mutters.

"Hm?" I wondered, as he slowly got closer to me. "Screw it." Not even five seconds later he grabbed my waist and pulled me against him, smashing his lips against mine. I instantly kissed back, my hands traveling through his hair as he pulled me onto his lap. His rough lips went together with mine like a puzzle, he was kissing me with passion. This was it...our moment, the moment I had been waiting for. I tugged at his shirt, which he immediately took off, then his lips merged with mine once more. I could feel him smile, was he happy? Didn't he want to wait since I was to young? Who cares, who the hell cares right now, I focused my thoughts back on Dean who flipped us over. Now he was on top of me, kissing down my neck, making me moan.

"Dean?" Sam called out, making us both stop and slowly look over at him. He was holding our chinese food with a surprised look upon his features.

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[bloodyrippah]

Klaus Mikaelson "How about round four?"

Klaus x my oc Romeo (not edited)

Warning: Mention of abuse, talks about trauma, sexual scene, mpreg.

I woke up to the sound of Romeo screaming and turning in his sleep, his night terror we're no secret to me but it did worry me that he still had them, even after two years of that bastard being dead, I only wish there was some way I could help ease his pain. I couldn't have a witch perform magic on him, he would never forgive me if he ever found out, I still had secrets from him. Secrets I could never tell him. Shifting from my side I gently shook his shoulders, he shook violently before scrambling awake, I brought him into my arms softly kissing his head." It was just a dream, " I whispered, he cried into my arms, I laid back down rubbing his back.

"Im sorry I woke you up, " Romeo whispered softly, he sniffed caressing my face, I kissed his head rubbing his arm.

"It's quite alright, " I told him shifting slowly, I laid on my side looking at him, he sniffed closing his eyes, tears stressed down his pale freckled cheeks, his lips pressed into a thin line as they quivered. He looked so broken and fragile." Do you want to talk about it?!" I questioned with raised brows, he shook his head.

" I just....just hold me please, " He softly told me, I nodded my head pulling him closer, I hoped he would start telling me of his troubles and the abuse soon, the only way I knew was through Elijah, the face still being kept up. It needed to stay that way.

"I hope you will tell me of your troubles one day, " I told him caressing his soft large hands, they were soft and very smooth, I always loved holding it.

He caressed my face leaning closer to me." I know, " he kissed me, I smiled into the kiss, my eyes closed savouring the passionate kiss we shared." I love you, " my eyes widen at his words, love. I had not thought about that. Was I in love with him, I was, I was, two years was a long time and I had been in love with him for a year now. It was something we never talked about, he was my true mate and it was bound to happen one day but in our case, it was very different and he was still healing.

"I know, " I whispered, I knew he loved me, he almost said it a few hours ago, he was scared. I knew he was hence I was easy and I waited until he was ready, no matter how many years it took. I had eternity and in some way, I guess he does as well.

"Im sorry, I shouldn't have, " Romeo opened his eyes looking at me, his whisky golden brown eyes dimmed into mine, I shook my head at his words, I myself wasn't sure I was ready to say it. It was beginning to feel all too real now.

"No, " I took a deep breath." come here, " I pulled him closer. He laid his head on my chest, wrapping his arms around me. I kissed his head.

**

The morning I woke up to the sun meaning through the curtains, I groaned holding up my arm to cover my face, I felt a lifted weight on my body, opening one of my eyes, I found the bes empty, looking at the clock on the wall, it was about 7:45 am, getting out of bed, I walked to the bathroom to freshen up. A while later after getting ready for the day, I walked into the kitchen to find Romeo making breakfast, I smiled watching him hum to the song playing through the speaker, I walked behind him wrapping my arms around his waist, he leaned closer to me, I kissed his neck closing my eyes." Morning, " I told him caressing his back, he raised his head placing his lips on mine, I moaned turning him around, he drapes one arm around my neck pulling me closer.

"Im making pancakes, " He told me in a cherry tone, he looked better than he did a few hours ago.

"I love your pancakes, " I told him, he was a very good cook, I loved his food despite not needing it but keeping up the facade was very prominent.

"Mm, " He hummed kissing me once more.

"We should talk about what happened last night, " I spoke up as we were getting ready to eat breakfast, he hummed nodding his head.

"If it's about me saying I love you, just forget about that, " Romeo said avoiding eye contact with me, it would be awkward given the fact that I didn't say it back.

'No, it's not that, " I dropped the fork and took hold of his hand." It's about the way you left things, going to bed angry, " I said, it was about the fact he wanted to have sex out of impulse and I said no and he got angry, I wasn't mad about that, I wanted him to understand that I was scared he would later regret it.

"Yeah, about...." He trails off and I nodded my head taking a sip of my drink. "I'm sorry, I still have that habit of doing things too..." he trailed off and I nodded understanding where he was heading with this, I placed his hand to my life gently kissing it.

"I just want us to move up to the next phase of our relationship when you are ready, " I softly told him caressing his hands, he nodded his head and smiled.

"I know, " He leaned forward placing a soft kiss to my lips, I closed my eyes savouring the moment we shared, I pulled him closer to me, he sat on my lap and moaned into the kiss.

"We should probably leave soon, " I said in between kisses, I never wanted the moments I had with him to end, I wanted to be locked all the way out here forever of we had to, away from everyone. Have him all to myself. That would truly be a wish come true.

**

ROMEO'S P.O.V

A while later Nik and I were at a skating park in the town, I loved skating and I was a pro at it, Richard and I always went together, it was something we loved to fo on a daily basis, we stood on the ice skating back and forth, our hands held together, he placed his lips to my head and I smiled at the affectionate touch he displayed on me. I always loved the little thing he did for me. When he was angry, he always made sure to stay away, calm his nerve. I loved that he didn't lash out on me as Richard would, I shredded at the thought of when Richard would best me senselessly, it made me feel so little and I never wanted to feel that way again. I was falling more and more in love with Nik by the moment and it scared me because of how fast I was falling and it had been two years.

Surviving from a traumatic relationship would take a long time and two years wasn't enough time to become yourself again, I was slowly healing from that point of my life. I wanted to forget about Richard and all he put me through and ot was a lot, I held onto Nik's hand swirling around, a smile on my lips. The day had been going great so far, it was nice being away from Greenville and everything and everyone. I swirled behind Nik pulling him safely towards me.

I wanted to move our relationship further, I was tired at putting it all at wit's end, it wasn't fair to Nik and it wasn't fair to me as well. I deserved better and I wanted us to move forward, I wanted us to have sex, tonight. I wasn't going to let Richard control me anymore. I was going to be happy in my relationship.

"Hey, " I said smiling widely at him, he turned at me, oh god that marvellous grin of us, my heart always seems to beat ten times faster, faster than it ever did with Richard, I wasn't scared of my life around him when he was angry. He never let me know he was. I loved that, he was possessive yes and sometimes controlling but he tried not to be with me given the fact that my deceased husband was basically dictating everything I did in my life. I could sense a dangerous streak about Klaus and it did sometimes scare me but I never thought anything else of it, it was sometimes hard to figure him out like he held a secret and I was drawn to that. I was drawn to his danger. I was indeed sick, it was the same way I was drawn to Richard, I only hoped our relationship wouldn't turn out like that. I could not deal with another Richard in my life. I honestly couldn't.

"Are you having fun?!" Nik asked me smiling brightly at me, I nodded my head, the sound of the music in the skating ring entered my ear and the sliding of skating shoes also counted into my ear, I wrapped ny arms around his neck placing a soft kiss to his lips.

"I really am, " I told him in a soft tone filled with affection for him, he was always doing things to make me happy and I had not been this happy in a when I was with Richard during the last few months of our relationship. "Thank you, " I finished pecking his lips repeatedly, he moans into the kiss holding my face. "Come on, I am quite parched, " I told him in the same posh tone he always speaks in, he chuckles at my words.

We went to the bar to get ourselves a drink, I stood behind Nik, I tightly squeezed my left wrist, the pain erupted slowly when I dug my nails into the heap of my skin, I, I bit my lips tightly and took a deep breath watching Nik order drinks and snacks for the both of us, he turns around and I pull my sleeve down, I smiled at him before pecking his lips.

We sat at the booth and I took a sip of the beer Nik had gotten me, placing my hands on the table I pulled out my phone to check on the kids, I was anxious about being away from Evie, Lydia, Thomas and Freddie for so long, I had not been away from them for a week before, when I went to business trips, I took them with me, things had drastically changed after Richard died, Freddie and Thomas was two years old and my blood boiled knowing our children weren't going to father another parent in their life, I was the only parent I had left. I had adopted Evie as my own when I got pregnant with Thomas and Frederick, she had been getting well with us and getting used to it, Richard made her and Lydia go to the Boarding school, he said it was in Prague, Czech Republic and was called BloodCoat, the name was creepy, I had been there once to check it out and it was well, Richards taste, his great-grandfather who I met a few times owned it. Giving the fact that he and Fallon grew up there, I was disappointed to know he held little part in raising them, he wasn't anything like Richard, I thought he would be a fucking rich dick and all about having a boarding school that I couldn't it on google, it felt off to me but Richards family owned it so I guess it was okay. Richard wanted Freddie to attend when he was seven years old just like Lydia did when she turned seven.

It seems like a good school but I would teach my children to be good girls and a boy, to be respectful and responsible. I took a deep breath narrowing my eyes at Nik who caressed my wrist, the pain from constantly hurting myself presented itself when he softly gave it a soft squeeze, I bit my like to stop myself from wincing, Nik had no idea that I hurt myself and it was pathetic of me to keep doing that even after surviving years of abuse from Richard. It felt like somehow he was still here and he was making me hurt myself but that wasn't the case. I was sick and I needed to stop thinking I deserved to be hurt. Did I really?

"Are you alright?!" Nik questioned me, I nodded my head taking a few my chips, he narrowed his eyes at me before caressing my hand.

A few hours later, after having a fun day out, it was about eight pm and I was heavily tired and tomorrow was going to be special, I was going to give myself to him. I felt like I was ready to take this step. Its been two years and the only sexual thing we've done is give each other blow job for the first time and it happened ...well a few times this morning. Entering the house, I instantly went to the bedroom where I jumped on the newly made bed, a groan escaped my lips, I felt Nik rub my back getting on top of me, I moaned when I felt his hands enter my jeans and boxers.

"Nik," I moaned out into the bedsheet when he began caressing my member, I bit my lips tightly to stop the moan that was coming out of my lips, I couldn't hold it in, he began kissing my neck and biting my earlobes.

"Do you like that?!" Nik whispers into my ears, I raised my head and kissed his lops, I flipped us overtaking off my red leather jacket, I leaned down placing my lips on his, he moaned wrapping his arms around my neck. I was ready. I really was but I was patient to wait until I was truly sure.

"I love that, " I whispered biting his lips seductively, I fiddled with the zip of his jeans. " I can't wait to see what you do to me next, " I whispered selectively. He grinned at me pecking my lips.

"Come on, let's get freshen up, "

The next morning I woke up drenched in sweat, I was thankful I didn't wake up screaming, looking at the time it was 8 am and Nik was sleeping peacefully, I got out of bed taking a deep breath, my feet creaked on the floor, walking into the bathroom, I looked at myself in the mirror, I was now a different person or at least I was trying to be who I was meant to be, I squeezed my left wrist very tightly before grazing my fingers roughly into my skin, I bit my lips tightly feeling pain erupt through my wrist and my roughly button lips. I closed my eyes trying to clear out my nightmare. It was always the incident with Richard, it scared me knowing I was still suffering, I was hurting myself. I winched releasing my wrist before I started transcending up.

A little while later, I stood at the balcony of the cabin, dresses in a red tracksuit bottom, a blue shirt, I was barefoot and in my handheld a mug of coffee mixed with bourbon, I leaned against the door watching as the snow fell down, the leaves on the trees blew from side to side and the chirping of birds, I closed my eyes but the dream kept evading in my mind.

I jumped when I felt hands on my back, turning around I stopped at the sight of Klaus." You scared me, " I placed my hands on my chest taking a deep breath, he grinned before leaning forward to kiss me, I smiled pecking his lips." Sleep well, " I asked him walking inside the living room, I closed the sliding glass doors before walking to the living room.

"I did. Woke up without you, " Nik placed his hands on my shoulders, I looked up at him and smiled.

"Sorry, had a bad dream, " I told him taking a seat on the couch, my feet crossed Indian style, Nik took a deep breath sitting down next to me. He rubbed my thighs before playing my feet on his lap, he was dressed in his usual jeans and shirt, he looked freshened for the day.

"I really wish you would start opening up to me, " He told me but I could tell he was annoyed at the fact that I speak to my counsellor about my problems instead of him and I could understand where he was coming from. I really could. I was afraid." Instead of your bloody therapist, " He rolled his eyes giving me a look, I looked away from his gaze, he was angry at that and I was always able to notice when he was angry or in a mood and it was the same with Richard. I wanted to stay away from him if he was angry.

"I know, " I rubbed his arm before taking jis hand in mine, I placed a soft kiss on it." Be patience baby, " I told him softly, he stood up abruptly pulling away from me.

"That's bloody it, it's been two bloody year's and you won't even... God, " Nik yelled loudly, his vein clenching, I jumped at the volume of his voice but also the anger behind it.

"Nik, " I reached to hold his hand but he recoiled hitting me in the face, I stopped in the track.

"Romeo, that was an accident, "

I held my face feeling my eyes water at that, accident or not, it brought up bad and horrific memories that I wanted to put behind me, I couldn't stop the low sob that escaped my lips, I flinched away from his coming touch standing up from the couch, he looked at me the same way Richard did when he first laid his hand on me, he said the same thing. 'it was an accident,' to me, it didn't seem like that to me at the moment.

"I swear, it was an accident, " Nik tried to say but I was already leaving the living room, I found myself sitting at the window bed in the bedroom looking at the window, I soon heard footsteps but kept my gaze away from Nik. " It really was an accident, " Nik sat in front of me at the window bed, he took my face in his hand caressing it." I promise, I would never.....never...ever dare lay my hands on you like that or even think of doing it, " he told me softly, I looked into his eyes, I could tell he was telling the truth, I pulled him into a hug caressing his head.

"Its okay, baby, " I whispered rubbing his back, he kissed my cheeks, I pulled away pecking his lips before deepening it. " I love you, " I told him looking into his eyes, I was hoping he truly felt the same way I was starting to feel and he would say it back. I desperately wanted this to work. I needed to truly be free.

I began to feel my eyes water at his quiet facade, he truly was quiet. He didn't love me as I loved me, I was such a fool. " Oh...Romeo, " Nik pulled away from me, I shook my head." I'm just..."

"No, don't. Its quite alright, " I told him pulling my knee up to my chest, he shook his head.

"It wasn't that, I love you too, I am very much in love with you and I have not felt like this in a long time, " Nik told me holding my face in his hands, I felt my eyes tear up at his words, I looked into his eyes, it was like I could sense his emotion, he truly did love me.

I placed my lips on him standing up." I'm ready, I mean it, " I told him breathing heavily, he looked at me before carrying me into his arms, I wrapped my legs around his neck as he carried me over to the bed and gently laid me down.

I cupped his cheeks pressing my lips against his, he moaned into the chaste kiss I began placing on his lips, my left arm slowly caressed his neck before wrapping around ut, he pulls me closer, his hand roaming around my body and into my pants, I let out a low moan into his lips, my lips detecting from his towards his cheeks, I began placing soft and delicate kiss on down his neck, my hand pulled at his shirt, he pulls away looking me in the eyes, he wanted to make sure I was indeed ready and I was, I truly was and I wanted us to take things further, two years we started this relationship and we hardly did anything and I wanted us to be better and grow closer. I pulled his head down placing my lips on his once again, he begins fiddling with my shirt, a low growl rumble through his lios and I churned, I could feel my member growing and I could feel him, it was begging to be touched and I wanted this to be taken slow and perfect. I raised my head as our kiss got more passionate and loving.

"I love you, " I whispered to Nik who took off my shirt showing my masculine and tone upper body, I ran my hands down Niks upper body before reaching to remove his jeans, he holds my hand.

"Relax, " Nik whispered seductively into my ears, I closed my eyes listening to the sound of his raspy and deep voice, it was like music to my ears and I never wanted him to stop talking. "Let me show you how much I love you, " He whispered, I placed my lips to his cheeks, my hands caressing his. I looked into his eyes, I couldn't look away, god was as breathtaking as the day I met him.

He began trailing kisses down my chest, I bit my lips letting out a low moan, I couldn't help but curl my fingers into the roots of his hair, he growled and I felt chills run down my spine, Ioved his growl. it was demanding and dominate, loving, God I loved what he did to me. "Nik, " I moaned out when pulled down my tracksuit bottoms and boxers off, I moaned when I felt his hand gently held my large and swollen member, I raised my head propping on my elbow to watch him, I opened my mouth letting out a loud rumbling moan, I throw my head back when I felt his wet mouth around my member, his hands caressing it softly, his head bobbing up and down, almost choking, I felt myself slowly reach my peak, gripping his head tighter, my body clenches tightly and I moaned loudly."Ah-oh. Fuck. Fuck. Nik, oh fuck, " I curled my lips into a thin line, he bit my lips letting out several loud moans, Nik gagged looking at me, I moaned when he placed a soft kiss to the tip of my member, he caressed the tip, my precum leaking, I moaned throwing my head back, he caressed my member jerking me off, I began releasing cum all over him and myself, I fell back on the bed breathing heavily, I felt Nik trail kisses up my chest, I moaned holding his face, he placed his lips to mine.

"You taste magnificent, " Nik whispers into my lips, I looked into his eyes before kissing him, my hands caressing his chest until it touched his own lathe and swollen never, he moans into my mouth when I began jerking him off, I grunted when I felt his hands on my member, I deepened the kiss, he began trailing kisses down my neck, I moaned, my hands caressing the wet tip of his member, he clenches around my hold and I smirk.

"Nik, " I moaned into his ears, my hand gently turning around his member, I grabbed his balls gently massaging it, he moans loudly and I laughed into the kiss when he places his lips on mine again, he holds my face and moaned. I began feeling his hands caress my asscheeks and gripped them, I threw my head back letting out a moan, my hands caressing his member, he pushed one finger into my asshole and I let out a low moan, I couldn't help the next moan that escaped my lips when he slipped in another finger, I moaned gripping his member, I began moving my hips to his fingers slipping in and out, the pleasure was so great, I moaned when he slipped in another finger, oh god, Nik's moans entered my ears.

"You are so tight, " Nik moaned slipping in the fourth finger to lose me up, I moaned into his lips, he pulled out and turned me around, my ass raises in the air, I gripped the sheets waiting for this to happen, we had seen each other naked, it felt great and also so shy, this was our first time together.

"Nik, " I moaned out when he slowly slipped his member into my asshole, I closed my eyes tightly letting out a squealed moan, he slowly goes deeper, I hiss gripping the bedhead tightly, he enters me fully and slowly begins going in and out, I raise my head turning my face to kiss him, I moaned into his lips when he began going faster, the bed began slamming violently into the wall. "Oh fuck, " I cried helplessly feeling my hole get wetter and fill with profound pleasure, I gripped his neck letting out a strangled cry, my lips brushed against his and his hands began rubbing my member.

"Fuck, you're so tight, " Nik pushed me down to the bed, he grabbed my waist thrusting deeper into me, it began going rough and I loved it, I couldn't help the loud moan that entwined with Nik's. "Oh fuck." The slapping of his balls into my ass echoed into my ears, I cried out again gripping the bed sheet, my head faced down on the bed, my lips curled open and another loud moan escaped my lips, Nik begins to slow down and I feel him grab my back, I push my hips towards him, my ass slapping against his front, he pushes himself deeper hitting my prostate, I moaned out crying, I could feel tears stream down my face.

"Ah, oh fuck, baby, oh god, " This was better than anything, I screamed into the bed, I felt him grip the back of my neck and raise me up, I wrapped my arms around his neck, he grabs one of my legs and wraps it around his waist, slamming lovingly into my hole.

"You like that," Nik whispered into my ears as he begins to go faster, so fast I couldn't even keep up with his loud moans." How I fuck your brains out, " He grunts slamming faster into me, I cried out.

"You're so fucking god, Oh my god, baby, yes. Oh god, " I cried out, I bit my lips looking him in the eyes, I was shaking and he loved watching me, god, I should not have waited two years to finally have sex. I cried placing my lips to his, he grunts into the kiss, I pull away.

"You like that, huh, you dirty dirty man, " He gripped my neck when we both fell onto the bed, I moaned out, my hand jerking off my dick which was leaking with cum, I was getting so close." You like that rough, " He trusted deeper swiftly, he pulls out and slams roughly I to me.

"Oh-Fuck, " I moaned out turning my head, I looked into his eyes as he fucked me senselessly." Oh yes, yes baby, right there, " I moaned into his lips He pulls my lips back when I tried pulling away, I moaned out. " Fill me up, " I moaned out loudly, the bed slamming more violently into the wall makes one of the paintings fall down and shatters, I let out a loud masculine cry as I feel.myself slowly reach my peak. I could care less if we used protection. "Fuck...fuckkk. Yes. Baby, right there, fill me up with your fucking cum, " I moaned into his lips, he grunted, I looked into his eyes, my brows furrowed together.

"Oh fuck, I will fill you up, " "You like that, " He began jerking off my dick and I moaned letting out a cry. "Fuck you're so hard, " He jerks off my dick faster, I cried into his lips, my hand gripped his neck." I'm so close, " Nik moaned.

"Oh baby, right there, " I held his hand which held mine, I moaned loudly, he begins to slow down, slowly thrusting in and out, I moaned lowly, I felt him release inside me and I couldn't help but want him to fill me up some more. I moaned when he released more got liquid into my ass, I cummed all over our hands and on the bed, the both of us collapse letting out deep breaths, both laid on our mess, I began to feel his cum trail down my legs, I moaned when he pulled out, I laid bedside him pulling myself closer to him.

I breathed out looking at Nik, our body in a weird position, I laid half on top of him, our members touching." I love you, " I whispered caressing his face, I placed my hands on his chest pulling myself on top of him, he held my waist caressing it. . took hold of his member caressing it, I softly forced it into my hole, he moaned looking into my eyes, I slowly rolled my hips rocking back and forth, my hands gripped his neck gently, I leaned down placing my lips on him, he grabbed my ass spreading them, he begins to thrust into me as I ride him, I wrapped my arms around his neck, my lips on his as our lips and tongue danced in a passionate fire, I rode him faster, my ass slamming against his thighs, our moans echoed into our lips, his dick entering and coming out, I rolled my his feeling myself reach my peak, I moaned into his lips letting out a chuckle as we come came, I came on his chest and he filled me up once again, I pulled away laying beside him, I breathed out heavily and looked at him, my body shook from. the activity we had just done.

"We should have done this sooner, " Nik spoke up and I laughed, looking into his eyes I caressed his cheeks, our legs entwined together, he cleared his throat." That was wonderful, " Nik said.

"It was, " I pressed my lips to his once again." I'm sorry it took two years to even make a move, " I told him letting out a short laugh, he grinned and I couldn't help the butterflies that ran down my spines.

"It was worth the wait, " he told me." I love when you moan for me, " he smugly told me, I blushed looking away from his gaze he raised my head to look at him. "And when you say my name, " he pressed his lips to mine.

"You love that, " I whispered into his ear seductively biting his earlobe, he moaned into my ears.

"And when you call me baby, " He bit my button lips."Now that we've done this, I can't keep my hands off you, "

Oh, how right he was.

**

KLAUS P.O.V

A few hours later

Opening my eyes, I squinted it back close to the beaming of the bright afternoon sun, a smile grazed over mu lips as I remembered what happened a few hours ago, looking at the time, it was twelve p.m in the afternoon, I turned my head to Romeo who laid under the covers, naked, we had finally gotten to that phase of our relationship after two years, god, the sex what we did, it was... i couldn't describe it, having a sex with my mate, being intimate and doing all kinds of things god no words could describe how marvellous and magnificent it was. The way he moans my name and begs for more, the way I moaned his name and never wanted the moment to end. I took a few deep breaths before shifting in my position, I probed my elbow on the pillow watching how his chest rose and fell with each shallow breath he took, I traced my hands across the sexual mark I made on him, he was my mate and I wanted to mark him and find as one but I couldn't yet. I needed to break my curse in order for that to happen and I shall.

I caressed his cheeks, he stirred opening his eyes, I smiled into the whisky golden brown eyes." Hey, " he whispered softly, I smiled leaning my head on my elbow.

"Hii, " I grinned like a human hopelessly in love which I was, he was making me feel things I have never felt before." I loved what we did, " I told him caressing his cheeks.

"I did too, " He told me grinning helplessly, it was the same kind I had on my face."I feel like I was hit by a truck, " He grunted sitting up, I smirked at his words pulling him closer to me.

"I guess I did my job then, " I told him with a smirk and he laughed. His laugh, oh his laugh, it will be the death of me one day. then I would come back to life since I was an immortal hybrid. cursed hybrid.

"Don't be smug, " He raised his hand caressing his face, I stopped at the sight of a forming purple blotch on his wrist, I took his wrist in my hand.

"What is this?!" I questioned firmly, was he seriously hurting himself again? Bloody hell, how did I not notice this." Romeo, do not-"

"I wasn't hurting myself, " he pulled away from my hold getting out of bed, picking up the white robe, he wears it and takes a deep breath.

"I know when you lie, " I told him firmly also getting out of bed, I pulled him gently back onto the bed, he fell on top of me, I caressed his wrist." You need to stop hurting yourself, " I caressed his bruised wrist.

"I know, I'm sorry, " He whispered, I pulled him into a hug."I won't anymore, I promise, "

"I love you, know that, " I told him, he nodding pecking my lips.

"How about round four?!" He said I grinned pulling him closer to me. This was going to be fun.

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House Isekai: A Realm Reborn - Part 2, Through the Maelstrom (1 of 3)

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Client: Hilda Valentin Goneril

Refusing to work with the newly reformed House Isekai due to Class VII, Duvalie takes her orders and storms off to Goneril territory, trying to get home faster. Not wanting to leave Duvalie completely alone, Raelyn and Fireteam Alpha-Nine accompany her.

Reports indicate of a giant serpent-like beast terrorizing the ocean trade routes near Goneril territory, and an unknown entity accompanying it...

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[The Ocular - Final Fantasy XIV: Shadowbringers OST]

Sitri tried to calm herself as Sothis powered three floating crystals in front of her.

They were alone in the Listening chamber, but it was still somewhat nerve-wracking to call the world leaders everytime.

She looked down in slight disappointment of herself. What would Byleth have done...?

(Sothis) “You shouldn’t compare yourself to him, you know.”

Sitri sighed in response.

(Sitri) “Right. I forget you can hear my thoughts...”

(Sothis) “He forgot all the time too, so it isn’t just you. And more importantly, just because you’ve taken his mantle does not mean you have to be exactly him.”

She unsheathed the Sword of the Creator, and it faintly glowed and hummed with her touch.

(Sothis) “The circumstances are completely different and the world has changed, for better and worse. You will be a worthy successor. I promise.”

(Sitri) “...Thank you.”

(Sothis) “We can discuss the rest of this later, for now...”

Sothis snapped her fingers and the crystals sprung to life, radiating a bright blue aura as transparent images of the world leaders began to form.

(Edelgard) “Connection is established here.”

(Dimitri) “Mine as well.”

(Claude) “Eh, pretty sure it’s working. Sitri!”

(Sitri) “Hello, everyone.”

Sitri bowed before clearing her throat.

(Sitri) “Emperor Edelgard, King Dimit-”

(Dimitri) “You do not have to be so formal around us, you know.”

(Claude) “Yeah, you can drop it if it's just us."

(Edelgard) “Hmph. Some professionalism wouldn’t-”

(Dimitri) “Time and place for all things. Now apologies, I did not mean to interrupt.”

Sitri sighed in relief as her shoulders began to relax and she put her hand to her chest.

(Sitri) “In that case, my top students have investigated the Zanado Tower at your request. There were some skirmishes, but nothing serious. We also have found groups from other worlds present. None of which we are familiar with.”

Sothis floated next to her and crossed her arms.

(Sothis) “We called in help from the original House Isekai, but so far only four have responded. Rean, Towa, Kazuma, and Aigis."

(Dimitri) "That is a bit...troubling. I figured more would have come to our request."

(Edelgard) "Troubling, but not surprising. They do have to worry about their own world's well being again after all."

(Claude) "We should be grateful they showed up to begin with. But anyways, there's probably a bit more to the story right?"

Sitri nodded and told the three what had happened inside the Zanado Tower: meeting the new groups and the creatures that had attacked them.

(Sitri) "-...And it seems at least one group is aware of what they are. We plan to hunt them down ourselves, and reinstate House Isekai while doing so."

The three leaders looked surprised after hearing her plan.

(Edelgard) "Hm...An interesting proposal."

(Claude) "A second generation, eh? How are the kids handling the news?"

(Sothis) "So far, we have only selected a handful of the very best the three houses have had to offer. Their reactions are...mixed to say the least."

Dimitri furrowed his brows as he crossed his arms.

(Dimitri) "After what happened during the original's time here, I cannot blame them."

(Edelgard) "Indeed. We are the only ones who know the truth, besides our militaries."

(Sitri) "Despite their problems, I have full confidence that they will come around in time. As head of Garreg Mach, I will see to that myself."

(Claude) "Of that, we have no doubt, Sitri. I am more concerned with how everyone else will take this news..."

Claude sighed as he shook his head.

(Claude) "We're already having problems with getting our people to work together as it is, doubt this is gonna make things any easier."

(Edelgard) "And it is something we will deal with ourselves. Sitri has an important task, and we do not have the luxury of time to drop our political problems on her."

(Sitri) "Worry not, I will make sure everyone is kept in line during their time at Garreg Mach."

(Dimitri) "Then we will pray for your success. We are counting on you."

Dimitri and Edelgard's figure disappeared while Claude remained visible.

(Sothis) "Is something the matter?"

(Claude) "...I think I know how to start this reformation off right..."

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House Isekai: A Realm Reborn - Part 2

Through the Maelstrom

[Raise Your Flag - MAN WITH A MISSION]

Raise your flag

With all your voice

With all your voice

Shout it out loud with all your voice

One day

Someday somewhere

Dream on as we wander

Under pressure, you are waiting for direction

Going on the road without your mind

All misleads they give ignoring our decisions

Killing yourself your soul we have inside

Continue the struggle and feel like you're discouraged

Rise up again to run to the end

In between the never-ending dream

We can struggle and muzzle the world before it fades away

Raise your flag

With all your voice

With all your voice

Shout it out loud with all your voice

One day

Someday somewhere

Believing that we will reach that goal

Come on and Raise your flag

So just Raise your flag

No matter how many times we feel defeated or lost

As long as we breathe

As long as we carry on

Dream on as we wander

Chapter 1

One day after the events of Part 1...

[Life at Garreg Mach Monastery - Fire Emblem: Three Houses OST]

Mercedes, Recette, and Tear walked through the hallways of the main building as the bell rang across the Monastery.

Tear was hovering next to Recette looking at a clipboard and looking up at Mercedes.

(Tear) "Let's see, we are to accommodate new student dormitories, supplies, and equipment?"

(Mercedes) "That would be correct."

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(Recette) "So what do we do about the giant robot things?"

(Tear) "Knights, Recette. They are called Knights."

(Recette) "But we already have the regular guards called Knights too! Why do we have such confusing terminology?!"

(Mercedes) "Technically speaking, they are Armiger class knights. The real knights we have belong to our military and-"

(Tear) "Regardless, they are to be moved to the new dorm, correct?"

Mercedes giggled seeing Tear obviously annoyed.

(Mercedes) "Apologies, I am only teasing! Yes, they will be."

The three walked down the stairs as a mixture of students and guards passed them by.

After waiting for them to pass, they made their way towards the student dorms.

(Recette) "So...what is House Isekai like?"

(Tear) "I have been rather curious myself. Sitri speaks of them in high regard, as do you."

Mercedes looked up to the skies, reminiscing her time with the original House Isekai.

(Mercedes) "They were quite the odd group of people, of all sorts of origins and personalities. Many of their technologies and fighting styles varied wildly, some familiar to us while some were...well, otherworldly."

She had a smile on her face, though there was a tinge of sadness to it.

(Mercedes) "They weren't always the kindest, charming or...well, even the best people but...they cared for us and Fodlan. Even when some of their own perished, they continued to fight for us. I wish the circumstances of our meeting had not been so tragic..."

Recette and Tear remained silent as Mercedes had stopped walking, still staring into the skies.

(Mercedes) "...Oh, pardon me! I was spacing out, let us keep moving!"

...

Astrid was the last person to walk into the group.

The chosen Garreg Mach students were waiting near their rooms with bags in hand.

(Astrid) "Oh crap, are we already going?!"

(Kairos) "They let us know last night, did you already forget?"

(Helena) "Obviously."

Astrid stuffed the food she was carrying into her mouth as she dashed into her room, hastily grabbing her belongings.

(Elizabeth) "It amazes me how airheaded she can be..."

(Stefan) "Being honest, I almost did the same thing..."

(Elizabeth) sigh "Of course you did. We cannot afford to slipping up like this! We are supposed to represent our classes as the best of the best!"

Helena shrugged nonchalantly.

(Helena) "Think that's just you. Everyone knows how I act and yet I'm here."

(Elizabeth) "Yes yes dear, we know you just nap away all the ti-"

(Kairos) "Gods above, can you quit your whining?"

(Elizabeth) "When you all get your act together, then I will!"

Kairos and Elizabeth stepped toward each other, and before their argument could heat up, Stefan stepped in.

(Stefan) "Come on guys, knock it off."

Astrid ran back out with her bags hastily strapped over her back, completely out of breath.

(Astrid) "Whew, made it!"

(Helena) "Good job."

Helena rolled her eyes hearing Kairos and Elizabeth's shouting get louder, and saw Mercedes, Recettte, and Tear approaching them.

(Mercedes) "Afternoon! Is something the matter?"

Kairos and Elizabeth finally backed down and cleared their throats.

(Stefan) "Not anymore."

(Recette) "Yayness! Now, let's get going!"

(Tear) "Right this way."

The group began to move towards the former Cathedral, Mercedes in front.

The Cathedral turned into a hangar for the Knights to walk in and out of, alongside receiving and shipping supplies provided by the three nations.

Mercedes frowned a little upon arriving. She had honestly never gotten used to being around these things. They went from mere prototypes to deployed all over the continent in only a year.

Something wasn't right about all of this technology they had been getting either...

Her daydream was interrupted when a guard cleared their throat.

(Imperial Knight) "Ma'am?"

(Mercedes) "Oh, sorry. We are here to check in with the new arrivals."

(Imperial Knight) "Understood. You'll find them in the war room."

...

[Spider Web - Fire Emblem: Three Houses OST]

Rean looked around the room, barely able to recognize it.

This room was previously dedicated to the four saints during his time in Fodlan, now it was converted to some kind of information center.

There was a table made of crystal in the middle, displaying all sorts of semi-transparent text and images.

Towa appeared to be thinking the same thing as she was unable to tear her eyes off the table.

Rean sighed and finally turned behind him, the students of Class VII all looking around as well.

(Rean) "What are you guys doing here?"

His question caught their attention, making everyone turn to face him.

(Juna) "Us? What about you and Instructor Towa?! You guys are acting as if this is all normal!"

(Altina) "Observations have shown that you have reacted with little surprise."

(Towa) "Well, to make a long story short, we have been here before under some...strange circumstances. But how did you guys even get in here?"

(Ash) "Valimar let us in that portal or whatever the hell you guys walked through."

(Rean) "He what?!"

Rean had to calm down for a moment, and sighed again.

(Rean) "Guess I'll be speaking to him about tha-...Wait..."

(Kurt) "Instructor?"

(Rean) "When Valimar teleported us in, we all arrived at the top of the Tower. Why were you all teleported at the bottom...?"

(Musse) "Huh. That's weird."

(Towa) "There shouldn't be anything messing with the Tower from Fodlan's end, right?"

(Rean) "Hard to say, honestly. If those other groups got here, then something must be wrong."

(Kurt) "...Instructor, if I may?"

(Rean) "Hm? Go ahead, Kurt."

(Kurt) "I wish to accompany you here."

(Everyone) ?!

(Rean) "No. Out of the question. You all need to-"

(Juna) "Hey, you're our instructor, right? Then that means you have to watch over us, not go into some weird freaking dimension for goddess knows how long!"

(Ash) "Besides, we'd miss all the fun!"

(Musse) "And you, Instructor~-"

(Altina) "And potential training that could enhance our abilities."

(Rean) "..."

(Towa) "Well, time is very unpredictable here. The last time we were stuck here, only a few minutes passed by in our world while years went by in here. Who knows what could happen this time?"

Rean silently stared at Class VII, not knowing what to do.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

(Kingdom Knight) "Pardon sir, Mercedes is here."

(Rean) "Let her through."

Mercedes opened the door and her group came in, Class VII stepping aside to make room.

(Mercedes) "Good afternoon, everyone!"

(Towa) "Hello, Mercedes!"

(Rean) "I see you got the students and...who's that?"

Recette and Tear stepped forward, Recette excitedly waving as Tear adjusted her glasses as she floated next to her.

(Recette) "Hiya! I'm Recette, and that's Tear! We run a shop and helping fund Garreg Mach's reconstruction!"

Class VII looked at each other awkwardly, not sure how to make of that. She looked even younger than Altina, how could she run a shop?

(Kairos) "Trust us, she's telling the truth. We thought the exact same thing when we first met them."

(Kurt) "...Noted."

(Tear) "I am her...friend. It is a pleasure to meet members of House Isekai. I have been told many things about you all."

(Recette) "We'll have everyone's new dorms up soon and a lot of information to share, but we wanna get everyone together first! Do you know where your friends are?"

(Rean) "They're downstairs I think. At least that's what Aigis told us."

(Towa) "The tomb?"

(Mercedes) "Ah yes, that is where we have our new supply depot. Any excess supplies that cannot be brought up are taken down below, alongside extra knight suits."

(Tear) "It would be best to reunite with your friends before we continue talking. I am sure you all have many questions."

Class VII followed the group out, and went down the stairs and into the depot.

...

Workers moved back and forth, carrying varying sizes of crates into organized areas, with Knights being brought in by horseback on giant wooden platforms.

Knight suits were also moving around massive cargo filled with all kinds of armor and weapons, the sound of gears moving and workers shouting.

Kazuma still struggled to process everything he was seeing.

(Kazuma) "Where the hell was all this when we were travelling around Fodlan?!"

(Aigis) "They most likely developed this while we were away. While some aspects of their technology is primitive compared to ours, we cannot deny the amount of progress since we last saw them."

(Kazuma) "Primitive? They have giant god damn robots! That's WAY more than what Earth has!"

Kazuma turned to the other groups who were not standing too far away.

(Kazuma) "And speaking of..."

Kazuma and Aigis looked at the group of soldiers who called themselves ODST's.

Their weapons appeared to use conventional bullets, but their armor was far more advanced than the military had on Earth during their time.

One ODST named "Mickey" was doing something to his helmet, repeatedly tapping its side.

(Buck) "Anything?"

(Mickey) "Not a single thing. No comms, not from UNSC or Covenant. Whatever's going on here, it's completely cut us off from our world."

(Romeo) "That's just great..."

(Dutch) "How do we get back?"

(Mickey) "I'm thinking..."

(Kazuma) "...Feels weird having actual soldiers here."

(Aigis) "Agreed. We are lucky to have been accustomed to Fodlan during our last stay."

Aigis turned her attention to the one soldier in massive yelllow armor, quietly watching everything around him.

(Raelyn) "..."

(Aigis) "I am unfamiliar with him. He appears to be aware of Earth and humanity, but what he is wearing is both extremely advanced and archaic, technologically speaking."

(Kazuma) "Is he even human? Dude looks like a gorilla in ceramite."

(Aigis) "Further data is required to make a proper assessment."

Aigis's eyes glanced over to Duvalie, who was pacing back and forth near the last group, calling themselves the "Knights of Favonius".

Aigis couldn't tell what she was saying, but she definitely knew she was cursing under her breath. She didn't seem terribly confused about what was happening, but it seemed like her appearance here was more like a major inconvenience.

Of all groups however, the Knights of Favonius appeared to be the least phased.

(Jean) "Hopefully the knights will be fine without us..."

(Lisa) "Relax dear, they'll be okay. I doubt too much will happen, we have people like Albedo in their care."

(Amber) "Is anyone gonna be watching over Klee?"

Jean suddenly grew pale.

(Kaeya) "Easy now Amber, don't give her a heart attack."

(Diluc) "We can't leave anyway. Abyss Mages got to this world and it's our job to get rid of them."

(Venti) "Yeah, whatever their plans are, we're gonna stop them!"

(Kazuma) "...Least someone knows what the hell those things were."

Aigis was about to say more until she saw Mercedes and the others walking down the stairs.

(Aigis) "They are here, Kazuma."

(Kazuma) "About time."

Kazuma whistled and caught the groups' attention, everyone going up to meet them.

(Rean) "Everyone here?"

(Jean) "It appears so."

(Buck) "Anyone gonna bother to explain what in the hell's goin' on here?"

(Towa) "Well to put it shortly: you've all come from your worlds to Fodlan, just like we have."

(Duvalie) "Why was it US, though?"

(Kazuma) "Hell if we know. To be honest, our groups showed up here by pure chance."

(Aigis) "There was no clear reason for us, but I suspect something may be different in your cases."

(Buck) "How long are we going to be here? We were in the middle of fighting a war back home!"

(Rean) "That's...not easy to answer. We were technically here for 6 years, yet only a few minutes passed in my world."

Many of the members looked at each other, unsure of how to process this news.

(Mercedes) "Whatever the case, we'll make sure everyone gets back! You're all part of House Isekai now!"

(Lisa) "Might I ask what this "House Isekai" means to this world? It seems very obvious that this title is held in high regard."

(Kairos) "To some anyway..."

(Stefan) "C-Come on now, Kairos. We can at least give them a chance!"

Rean made a mental note to ask Mercedes about the students later. They obviously did not like House Isekai's presence.

He was getting some unpleasant flashbacks to when his country occupied another, with similar reactions.

(Towa) *ahem* House Isekai was formed under Garreg Mach Monastery as a way to unite everyone from different worlds. The original House had people from all sorts of backgrounds working together, and we saved this world and ours from certain destruction."

(Kurt) "Had it not been for us visiting here, I am not sure we would have believed any of this."

(Aigis) "...If memory serves correctly, you and the other members of Class VII were involved during the Towers forming in every world."

(Juna) "Uhh...Think we would've remembered something like that happening."

(Ash) "Doesn't ring a bell."

(Towa) "We came face to face with them during the assault on the Zanado Tower. What...?-"

(Duvalie) "Bah, history lesson later! What are we even doing down here anyway?"

(Mercedes) "Well, we came down here to inform you that your dorms were soon to be finished!"

(Tear) "We only ask for a bit more patience. The transfer of resources to these new rooms was quite sudden."

(Elizabeth) "And what are we to do in the meantime?"

(Sitri's Voice) "Your first assignment."

Sitri walked up to the group, holding her sword's sheathe.

(Sitri) "Our first assignment has been given to us by Claude."

She turned to the Knights of Favonius.

(Sitri) "You said that you were familiar with the creatures invading our world, yes?"

(Diluc) "Abyss Mages. They were supposed to be our problem, so sorry that you all had to get involved."

(Raelyn) "If they are a threat to humanity, then it is our job to purge these witches."

(Sitri) "Claude has given us a report from House Goneril and House Edmund that these creatures and other objects were spotted within their territories. It is our job as House Isekai to take care of this offworld threat."

(Kazuma) "From classroom to full on hit squad, eh? Guess that was bound to happen at some point."

(Rean) "Not the first time anyway..."

(Duvalie) "OOOOH, NO."

Everyone turned to Duvalie.

(Duvalie) "I am NOT working with you all! I am perfectly fine of doing this on my own!"

(Ash) "Psh. Feeling's mutual."

(Rean) "Come on now, this is something you can't tackle alone. Even you."

(Duvalie) "S-SHUT UP, SCHWARZER!"

She stomped towards Sitri and grabbed a letter at random, pointing a finger at her.

(Duvalie) "I'll cooperate but you will NOT make me work with them! I'll be done with this faster than a big group!"

(Jean) "...Being fair for just a moment, it would be beneficial for some of our members to split up. The threats could be eliminated faster."

(Venti) "I'd be happy to help out with-"

(Duvalie) "NO. DEFINITELY NOT YOU."

(Kazuma) "Holy hell, would you quit whining?! Why does every person I meet that calls themselves a knight always act so entitled?"

(Helena) "I'm very sure that will get her calmed down."

Duvalie looked like she was about to pop a vein before Buck stepped in.

(Buck) "Alright everyone, stand down. How about this? You just tell us what we need to know about these guys, and we'll go put a few bullets in their heads."

(Mickey) "If bullets even work on them-"

(Raelyn) "From the one I encountered, a single Bolter round will do just fine."

(Lisa) "If it means less fighting, then there's no harm. Duvalie dear, do be careful at least?"

(Duvalie) "O-Of course, Miss Lisa!"

(Aigis) "That was a very fast change in attitude-"

(Rean) "You get used to it."

(Towa) "I suppose we'll just meet and explain everything more in detail later?"

A portal opened up behind Duvalie and she jumped straight through before anyone could stop her.

(Buck) "Tch, damn it. Didn't even ask about the mages. Whatever, which one of you knows the most about them?"

Kaeya raised his hand with a coy smile while Diluc nodded.

(Raelyn) "I will accompany her to ensure their survival. Until then, House Isekai."

Raelyn turned to the portal and walked through it.

After getting the minimum knowledge required about the Abyss Mages, Buck and his squad followed her through the portal.

(Kazuma) "...Wait a second, none of them knows anything about Fodlan. Why did we let them go anywhere alone?"

(Sitri) "...That's a good question."

[TO BE CONTINUED]