#im scared she's gonna get on the plane one day n never come home :(

[love222hate]

umm hello. how do i get over feeling like i have 2 earn the right to eat? also i know i am struggling with the childhood trauma because i am nonstop thinking about starry fondant birthday cakes and endings. im hoping for a birthday text from my mum. not interested in charles unless there's money involved.

[frenchrebelfries]

Fury’s Daughter

AN: Idk wth I just wrote... I just got this idea so yeah... Happy Reading!

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You are the adoptive daughter of Nick Fury, when you were 5 he adopt you when your parents died on a plane crash that was cause by Hydra, your parents and Nick were good friends that’s why he took you in.

You were a smart kid, always analyzing things, Fury told everything to you and never lie. To protect your identity Nick made you a new one as you volunteer to be an agent of Hydra to gain information and was branded by the organization. You did dangerous mission and always getting out alive.

You were then sent back to and joined the Avengers initiative but the avengers were suspicious of you as you came out of nowhere, no files, no nothing but a name and Fury’s trust.

No one knew who you are to protect your identity in recon so the avengers treated you coldly but you didn’t care, you didn’t tell it to your father about the situation you are in because you were train to adapt and you did. You were kind to them and all as you and Natasha got closer… like really close. Out of all Natasha Romanoff is the one you have trusted the most.

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You got out from the elevator after a short report you did to Nick about the information you got for the Winter Soldier when you heard the laughing of the team as they sat in the living room with pizza on the table as they talked and laugh at each other.

The laughter halted when they all noticed you and silence came… you knew you were never welcome her but your father trust them so you really had no choice but to put up with it, sensing their discomfort you just gave them a nod greeting them.

“Good evening Avengers” no one answered as you expected and left and went to your room, you heard a light foot steps following you and a hand holding your wrist and seeing a familiar red head you have fallen with for the past few weeks.

“Hey Y/N, I’m sorry about the boys you know how hard headed they are” she sincerely apologized to you as you gave her a soft smile

“it’s ok Natasha, I know they still don’t fully trust me and I understand why, so it’s cool” you replied to her as she looked at you suspiciously searching your face for any lies but you being good at hiding your emotion she immediately gave up when she didn’t find one.

“So… Movie night?” she asked cheekily at you as your brows furrows

“what about the others?” you asked her as she started pulling you towards her room as she shrugged

“they can take care of themselves, come on!”

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One day when you were alone practicing in the gym at 6 am of the morning you accidentally took off your clothes leaving you in your sports bra forgetting that Steve Rogers is always awake at that time and saw your Hydra mark on your chest and thought of you as an enemy and told the team as they planned to eliminate you on the next mission.

To eliminate the Hydra scum.

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“can I get a hand over here?” you heard Clint said in the coms as you took down the last guy from your floor inside a hydra base that you’ve been recon last week

“I’m coming on your way” you answered running to Clint’s direction knowing the base like the palm of your hands as you shot a Hydra soldier who was sneaking behind him

“Thanks” you nodded at him you continue your pursuit taking down agents as you skillfully glide yourself on the battle field.

The battle had stop when Clint finished the last guy as Steve and Natasha immerge from the control room with a case on hand.

They must have gotten the information

“Mission complete, how’s the perimeter Tony?” Captain said on the coms as you get close to Natasha scanning her for any injuries and sighted in relieve when you found none.

“Perimeter is clear as the sky Steve were ready to go home” you smiled at the thought of home… Fury promised you a dinner with Maria and Coulson when you get back since things have been busy these couple of week and you were really excited about it since it’s going to be your first dinner with them again since you got back from recon.

“time for phase 2 then, Romanoff” you frowned at Steve’s word

Phase 2? You never heard about it when at the briefing

You were still in confusion when Steve called Natasha and you felt a searing pain by your side

You wiped your head to your side seeing a knife… a knife you gifted to Natasha lunge by your side.

You looked at her eyes full of betrayal and so as Clint and Steve who was in there with you.

“Phase 2 complete, were leaving, now die you Hydra scum” Steve said voice full of spite hearing a ‘good job’ from Tony and a ‘let’s go’ from Clint as you fall down on your knees looking at their retreating figure leaving you.

The last one you saw was the red headed assassin taking one last look at you as they close the door as your whole body fall down on the cold ground.

You shakily grabbed your phone dialing your father’s number as he answered rather cheerful

“Y/N why are you calling me? Is your mission done?” you heard your dad’s voice making you tear up a bit

“D-dad…”

“get your ass here kid Maria and Coulson just arrived here and im about to finish cooking these turkey”

“c-can I have a rain check on the dinner dad… I kinda messed up…” your voice was now shaking and you are feeling colder than usual the blade may have a poison as you felt a burn and getting light headed faster than normal.

Fury must have sense that there is something wrong by the way your voice sounded

“Y/N what happened? Are you ok?” you can hear his voice full of worry as you heard Maria and Coulson from the background asking what’s wrong.

“I-I think I was the p-phase 2 of S-Steve’s plan dad… it’s really g-getting cold here ya know” blood tricked on the ground from your wound

Your vision darken as flashes of memories filled your eyes.

You can hear the shuffles from the other line saying they are tracking my call and will be sending medical help

“I’m s-scared d-dad… I still d-don’t wanna go” you cried,

“Help is on the way Y/N keep holding on I’m here for you kid” you can hear the shakiness of your father’s voice, you kept trying to keep your eyes open and now seeing dark spots forming.

“T-thanks for everything dad… tell Maria and Coulson I love them…” your voice was barely audible hearing their cried for you to wake up.

“Keep your eyes open for me kid… please”

“I-I think a need a nap… l-love you dad” and you were gone.

They kept calling for you but you never answered back.

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Fury along with Maria and Coulson with a medical team arrived at the base eyes redden because of crying as they found you on the cold ground with your phone by your side and a stab.

Fury cradle you like a baby as the medic announced your death with Maria and Coulson crying by the side.

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“Did you check the monitors?” Fury’s cold voice echoed in a quinjet as your cold body layed beside him with your head on his lap stroking the hair that is covering your face.

“you’re not gonna like it boss…” Maria said with blood shot eyes as she played the video of Steve ordering the Phase 2 and Natasha Romanoff stabbing you as they left you.

“call them up at SHIELD… they would pay for what they did to her” Nick ordered as Coulson took his phone out to call them.

Nick glanced at you as he swiped some blood by your mouth hugging your corpse closer to him.

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They avenger’s arrived at SHIELD seeing Fury holding Y/N’s hand as she lay dead on the table with Maria and Coulson by the back holding back their anger.

“what is this Fury?” Steve stepped out in confusion to why they got the body of Y/N

“What is the phase 2 Captain” Nick’s voice was colder than usual

“… to eliminate the Hydra-“ Steve answered as the other’s stayed silent

“and who is the Hydra?”

 “Y/n…”

 Then there’s silence, the team were uncomfortable with the silence but Steve was getting impatient with all of it.

“Look I don’t know what is your point here but you should thank us for killing the mole here Fury”

Fury looked at them as Coulson held Maria who was about to attack Steve as Fury spoke…

   “I see no dead mole here Rogers… all I see is my dead daughter”

  The team’s eyes widen as they froze from there spot

“W-what?” Bruce asked

“Y/N Fury... is my daughter who you called a Hydra scum”

“B-but she had the brand-“

“She had the brand because she was undercover inside Hydra that gave her the mark to extract information for your missions that is saving billions!” Fury angrily shouted making them all flinch.

All of it dawned to them as Natasha fall into her knees realizing she killed a hero… she killed her friend who trusted her… she killed the person who loved her…

“I pulled her out of the recon to keep her safe knowing her all her covers were blown, I put her into your team so she can be protected thinking after all those years of being away we can have a normal dinner like she wanted for years, I trusted my daughter in your hand yet you are the one who killed her…”

Fury stood up tears streaming down on his face

“Avenger Initiative’s termination is effective immediately, all of you would be put in maximum security prison for killing Y/N Fury” Agents entered taking their weapons and cuffing them

 “Nick… I’m sorry” Steve’s voice filled with regret rang out as Fury looked at him coldly throwing a file on the ground in front of him as the content spilled revealing pictures of the Winter Soldier.

 “Y/N wanted to give you this information from the last recon she was put in to, James “Bucky” Barnes is alive and now known as the Winter Soldier who is working for Hydra and has killed thousands”

Steve’s face was full of shock knowing his best friend Bucky is alive…

“Nick-“

“I’m sorry to cap…” Fury cut him off and coldly apologies to Steve who is now confuse to why as everyone in the room looked at them in silence.

 “you took someone dear away from me… and now I’m taking yours, Good Bye Avengers and thank you for your service” before Steve and others could react they were all tranquilized knocking them out cold and only waking up in a glass cell with Ross smirking at them as they sat there in silence thinking the things that they have done for you.

“welcome to your new life Avengers…in prison!” and a loud laugh erupted from Ross as he walked out as ex-heroes gazes followed his exit.

[moonlit-imagines]

Headcanons for being Tony Stark’s stepkid

Tony Stark x Potts!child!reader

warnings: alcohol mention

a/n: i rushed these so bad i just wanted to post dhhshsnsna

prompt: y/n is pepper’s kiddo!

it was just you and your mom for a long time

pepper and y/n potts

she couldn’t keep up with you sometimes, too busy dealing with the manchild that was mister anthony edward stark

speaking of—

“uh, who’s this?” -tony, pointing at you

“mr. stark, i am so sorry, the school closed because some kid set fire to the science lab and i didn’t have time to find a sitter—”

“no, it’s fine, no need to apologize. hey, kid, you wanna sit in the boss’s chair? i’ll let you run the company for the day!” *cue you nodding* “sweet, would you mind that, ms. potts?”

“oh? no, not at all” *mouthing* “thank you”

“so, uh, what’s your name? no, don’t tell me: ketchup.”

*giggling* “y/n”

“no way! that was my second guess!”

tony wasn’t used to being around kids

he had no idea that he was actually kind of good around them

despite a few minor hiccups

“you sit in my chair and im gonna spin you around, sound like fun?”

he spun you around WAY too fast and you were diiiiizzy, also you fell off the chair

“don’t tell your mom that we did that. she may be my assistant, but she scares the shit out of me. also, don’t say ‘shit’”

dude he just thought you were a cool kid!!!

“hey, you know, ms. potts, you dont really need to hire a babysitter anymore. y/n’s doing just fine hanging out here”

“how am i not surprised you befriended an actual child?”

she still took him up on his offer, you seemed pretty happy

when your mom worked late, you passed out in tonys office

tony and you had your own little secrets (like falling off the spinning chair), tony showed you around stark tower, and you practically lived there

“i got you a happy meal from mcdonalds!” -tony every day after your school

in all honesty, you weren’t the “popular” kid at school...not even close

but tony made up for it

“y/n! i found this old racecar toy in a box of old stuff, you wanna hold onto it for me?”

you kind of grew up in stark tower tbh? it was pretty cool

and as you grew up, you started to notice more

“mr. tony, do you have a crush on my mom?”

“do i what? no, no, i do—who the hell am i kidding? you caught me”

“called it!”

after that you did everything to try and get them together

when your mom was talking to tony, you would stand behind her and wiggle your eyebrows and just taunt tony endlessly

no! tony cannot remember your mom’s birthday for the life of him! you are his calendar now

“dude, why dont you just ask JARVIS to remind you?”

“i may be a genius, but that doesn’t mean i have common sense”

“wise words, sir” -JARVIS

when tony disappeared for 3 months you were so sad???? like you were not okay at all

no

and when he came back, he literally exited the plane saying “WHERE’S ‘T-POTT??’”

(your wonderful nickname. ‘t’ for ‘tony jr.’ and ‘pott’ for ‘potts’)

“my mom missed you”

“oh, i bet she did”

“you turned my child into you, tony. i will never forgive you for this”

“well, at least y/n was here to fill in for me, huh?”

tony wanted to show you the arc reactor but he was actually afraid of scarring you lmfaoooo

but he did let you in on the iron man secret (he knew you wouldn’t snitch)

and just to make sure:

“if you dont tell anyone, i’ll buy you a car when you turn 16”

“man, that’s like, forever away”

“good, maybe you’ll forget by then”

ur mom kinda maybe sorta found out abt iron man :/ she told you that tony was a bad influence

“mom! no, tony’s cool! he’s like a superhero”

“no, sweetie, he’s a rich guy with issues. we’re leaving”

that didn’t last long

not long at all

and soon they FINALLY got together

“jeez, i thought you two would never stop pining after each other”

“couldnt have done it without my wingman” -tony *fistbump*

“as thanks can i have my own iron man suit?”

“yes.” *pepper glaring at him* “no.”

sooner or later your mom and you moved into tony’s house and you got a really big room!!!!

it was completely decked out

king sized bed, flatscreen tv, mini-fridge, microwave, computer, your own bathroom with a smaller tv, a poster of tony??? (you vandalized it and put it in his workshop), and more!!!

okay you were spoiled

“do you like it here? are you sure i made the right choice?” -pepper

“are you kidding, mom? this is awesome! plus, you’re happy, i’m happy, tony’s happy, i think JARVIS is even happy!”

“i am, mx. potts. simply ecstatic” -JARVIS

pepper was really happy!! it was a pretty cool family

you started giving your school tony’s number if you ever got in trouble, you knew he’d cover for you

“mr. potts, is it?”

“sure”

“your child, y/n, punched another student in the face today. we’re very disappointed in their behavior”

“why’d they punch the kid?”

“well, the other student punched y/n first”

“HAH! thank you for wasting my time. send y/n back to class and call me back if something important comes up”

he literally gave you a high five when you got home

“i gave him a black eye!”

“i couldn’t be more proud. i mean, i dont condone violence, but self defense is a whole other story”

a little help in the workshop, tony asks you to hold the flashlight

“why don’t you get one of your robots to hold this for you?”

“are you kidding me, you’re complaining? we’re having stepdad/stepkid bonding time! and dum-e can’t do anything right, i dont trust him”

youve had a few theme park trips as a family ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

also tony has 100% told you to wait in the car and then left you alone for 2+ hours

“i’m not like a regular dad, im a step-dad. want some beer? you can have a little sip. i’d rather you do it in the house”

your mother actually does love how he actually cares about you!

“y/n is 12% my responsibility” -tony

“tony, you are impossible” -pepper

no avengering for you! pepper said no!!!!!!

disappointed but not surprised

iron man 3: y/n potts is put through the wringer

Text Message to Mr. Tony: bro you better come get your girl, me and happy are watching this other guy flirting with her. he’s showing her pics of his ‘big brain’

Mr. Tony: HE WHAT

Text Message to Mr. Tony: Tony he looks creepy i don’t want him to be my new stepdad do something!!!

anyways ur house kinda blew up and ur mom and you kinda got kidnapped and u were right abt that guy being creepy and thankfully no experiments were done on you but like your mom kinda almost died and her and tony were fine!!! all good in the end

you met mr. col. james rhodes that day

“aw, you’re the kid ive heard so much about” -rhodey

“you mean the coolest kid in the world?check.”

“you cant tell me you aren’t tony’s biological child, good god”

you got to meet the avengers later on too! (you’d already met natasha tho, only briefly)

“i know it can be a little overwhelming, right? meeting all these heros, legends even—” -rhodey

“oh, my god, is that thor? thor!!” -you, leaving rhodey in the dust

literally why does pepper trust you around tony something always goes wrong there were literally robots attacking, you were only at avengers tower bc your mom was busy with the company and she thought you’d be safe with the avengers. the AVENGERS.

“please dont tell your mom that i created a bad robot that tried to kill us. the robot will be the least of our problems” -tony

he made happy pick you up and you had to miss out on FUN and it sucked a lot

“it’s okay, y/n! i’m fun, too!” -happy

then your mom and tony took a break and your life got mega-boring for a while, but they weren’t separated for that long. you try not to think about it. it was brutal

Mr. Tony: Does she miss me?

New Message to Mr. Tony: I think so. Either that or she’s crying and drinking wine in the dark for no reason.

Mr. Tony: Damn it, now I feel bad. I miss her a lot. Oh, also, the Avengers say ‘hi,’ I’m in Germany with some bad news, I’ll explain later if you don’t see it on TV first, and I found you the perfect friend! His name is Peter and I think you’d like the school he goes to, it’s in Midtown. Smart kid school.

New Message to Mr. Tony: I’ll look into it, thanks. Also, I don’t like how those all connect. Please update me asap

watching the news to see several avengers arrested, cap on the run, and more!

“maybe it was good i didn’t fall in with the avengers”

tony and pepper finally got back together and you actually transferred to midtown high! peter and his friend group accepted you quickly, it was great. you and flash unfortunately had the most in common

you’d literally text happy right next to peter and he’d immediately reply to you. it hurt peter’s feelings

Momma: Sweetie! I’m working in the office late, leftovers are in the fridge, hope you have a wonderful day at school! 💕

👉👈the vulture tried to kill you for being tony’s stepkid, tony made peter promise to protect you

“y/n, you gotta stay out of harm’s way. mr. stark gave me an actual mission and it’s terrifying, i have to make sure you stay safe”

legit why the fuck was this old man tryna kill you bro grow up

anyyyywayssss your mom and tony got engaged!!

“wow, i thought the day would never come!!” -you

ppl told you tony isnt your stepdad bc ur mom and him werent married but who tf asked

why is the earth always in fucking danger

you and peter were just vibing on the field trip bus and all the sudden: space donut

“go! i’ll cover for you...FRIDAY, call tony”

“...hi there, little one”

“what the fuck”

“oh, so you see the aliens, too? well, at least im not crazy”

tony stark has left the atmosphere

you and your mom were kinda......not chillin tho

she and you didn’t sleep for a few nights, then ppl just straight up disappeared

plot twist: you survived the snap and your family was lucky to be alive, you even got a little sister who became a big handful!

only bad thing was all your friends dusted and you were pretty lonely

but watching morgan grow up kept you busy

“ahhh, shes so big!”

happy times in bad times

bad times!!!!! bc after five years thanos came back as thanos from like ten years ago. outdated thanos. obsolete thanos.

but you made your first and only appearance in the suit tony actually designed for you many years ago

you should have just stayed home tho bc that fight didnt pass the vibe check

“please dont tell me he...no, no, no, no, no”

you and your mom latched onto each other in tears, tony was one of the best people in your life, he made you and your mom two of the happiest people on earth

best stepdad a kid could ever ask for

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[rosyrosethings]

Assistant Y/n gets drunk

Y/n is harry’s assistant and the company is celebrating its 50th year anniversary. Assistant Y/n gets drunk

Y/n has been running around all day. Planning styles bank 50th-anniversary party. She’s been making sure everything was okay, from the food to the band. After she yelled at the caterer for making the wrong dish. She went back home to get dressed for the party. Harry was home also he had been out getting pampered for the banquet. While Harry was out he thought maybe he should buy Y/N’s dress. He knew whenever it was something big like this she never thought about herself. So he did, he bought her a bright yellow dress when he saw it he thought it would look so beautiful against her dark skin. He wanted to give her the night off and have her relax, planing this had to be hard on her so that's why he put holly in charge of the receptionist. It was the last minute he didn't care he was the boss.

He walked over to Y/N’s room holding the dress on a hanger the dress was covered by white paper protecting the dress from the dirt. He knocked on the door of her bedroom.

“Harry you can come in.” He opened the room door seeing. She was sitting in her pajamas at her vanity flat ironing her really kinky hair a dramatic difference in length.

“Have i ever told you I like the fro better?” he asked

”yes multiple times. One day Mr. Styles I would wear it for you but tonight isn't the night.” She said looking at Harry through her mirror. He looked down at her bed. Seeing black dress pants and a black button up shirt.

“Are you wearing that?”

“Yea Harry. I’m your assistant. I have to make sure everything goes right. I’m gonna be running around making sure everything is perfect.” She said,

“Well you’re fired.” He said nonchalantly. She immediately turned around and looked at Harry.

“What?!”

“Well you’re not fired. Just for tonight. What im trying to say is. You have the night off. I put holly in charge.”

“the receptionist?! You’re giving the receptionist my job?”

“Noo nooo. Just for tonight. I want you to enjoy tonight. You're the best assistant I’m not giving no one your job. I just want you to be Y/n and not Harry assistant tonight.” he said as knelt down in from off her.

”Harry i don't have anything to wear.” he lifted the dress up.

”this is just for you. So you wear it.” He said as he laid the dress on the bed. “I got a driver for you and I’m gonna go pick up Bridget so I’d see you later.” He said and he left the room. She smiled slightly at the thought of him thinking about her. But she immediately texted holly asking if everything is okay. She got a text from Harry. She opened it

If i catch you texting or getting in contact with Holly. You’re fired. -Harry

She immediately rolled her eyes and threw her phone on the bed getting ready.

//

Harry was at the party. It was decorated nicely. There were tables for people to eat and dance floor with a stage for the band. Harry was sat next to Bridget of course he still hasn’t seen Y/n. He’s was currently watching the front entrance waiting on her arrival. Y/n was kinda of scared of entering alone. So she texted Niall knowing he was there because she planned the whole event. She wanted to text Harry but he was more than likely with his girlfriend.

Niall met her outside of the venue and took her hand and walked her into the club. She stared at Niall perfectly tailored suit.

“Harry’s gonna be so upset when I walk in with you.” Niall said,as they walked into the crowded room. Seeing girls walking around with trays of champagne glasses. Y/n quickly took one. Her nerves building up.

“No he won’t. He’s probably somewhere not even thinking about me.” Niall laughed at her response. He looked over to see Harry already sending him daggers with his eyes. Harry eyes were locked on there arms interlocked together. He sent Harry a half smile. Niall enjoyed messing with Harry. So he leaned over toY/n closely and whispered in her ear.

“I want you to laugh like I just said the funniest thing in the world.” She looked a bit confused but did it. Throwing her head back in laughter and placing her hand on his chest. Harry kept his eyes on them.

‘What the hell was so funny?’ he thought to himself. He looked over at Bridget and the guy she was talking to. “Excuse me for a second.” He said not even looking at them. He walked over to Y/n and Niall.

“Niall can you please stay away from my assistant.” Harry said playfully but very serious. Niall sent him a smirk.

“Is someone jealous?” Niall asked, Harry’s face got a bit red. Niall laughed and kissed Y/n’s cheek.

“I have to mingle. Talk to you later.” He said, Harry got more frustrated. Niall knows what he’s doing to him.

“Are you enjoying the party?” Y/n asked as she started to drink more of her champagne. Realizing it was gone Harry laughed at her as she continued to turn the glass completely upside down. Harry took the glass from her hand and grabbed another glass from one of the waitresses roaming around and handed it to her giving the empty glass back to server.

“Yes I am actually. You did an amazing job planning this. I’m a little nervous for my speech though.” He said, Y/n took the other glass of champagne quickly drinking it before setting it down on a near by table. She’s never been at a fancy event like this that didn’t involve her working so she was nervous.

“No need to be nervous Mr. Styles. I typed your speech up and printed 3 different times. Should be a copy in your suit pocket and i have the one in your car and one in my clutch!” She said as she held up her clutch proudly. He sent her a smile.

“You’re not my assistant tonight.” He said with a cheeky smile. She rolled her eyes.

“I will always be your assistant!” She said as she placed the empty glass down. As she grabbed another glass from the multiple roaming waiters and waitresses.

“Y/n why are you having so many drinks?” Harry asked, he never saw her drink this much.

“Bit nervous, I’m not working. I’m always working. I live with you for crying out loud.” She said sipping from the glass.

“Sounds like someone is a workaholic.” He said,

“You spread your workaholic ness to me. It’s a disease.” She said pouting her lip. He laughed. Placing his hand on her chin. Pulling down her bottom lip.

“no pouting tonight love. even though you're super cute when you do it. ” He said sending her a smile. She could help but to smile. She loved his smile and his teeth.

“Harry. There you are cmon let’s dance!” Bridget said pulling Harry away from Y/n. Interrupting their moment. Harry gave Y/n a quick glance and was swept away by Bridget.

//

Y/N spent the rest of the night happily mingling with her coworkers, champagne in hand. Harry’s speech had gone off perfectly, and the room was filled with laughter, music, and good spirits. However, by the time the speech was over, Y/N had indulged in far too many drinks. The world around her began to blur as she tried to move through the crowded venue, her steps unsteady.

Somehow, in her drunken state, she stumbled right into Niall, who had been quietly watching over her all evening, making sure she didn’t get into too much trouble.

“Niall!” she slurred, giggling as she latched onto him for support. She blinked up at him with a goofy smile. “You’re sooo cute... and Irishhhh,” she added, before leaning in to press several wet, sloppy kisses to his cheek, her arms now loosely wrapped around his neck.

Niall chuckled, holding her steady with his arm around her waist. “Alright, alright, easy there. What are you doing?”

“Kissing the cute Irish man,” she said with a playful pout, leaning in to kiss his cheek again.

Niall laughed, though his eyes flicked nervously around the room. “You know Harry wouldn’t be very happy about this, yeah?”

At the mention of Harry, Y/N groaned dramatically, throwing her head back in exaggerated frustration. “Harry, Harry, Harry… That’s all you ever say,” she whined. “I’m single! Harry doesn’t own me. And besides…” She hiccupped loudly, the sound almost comical. “He’s with Briii...dget,” she slurred, rolling her eyes.

Niall raised his eyebrows, amused but slightly uneasy with where this conversation was heading.

Y/N’s expression turned more serious as she looked at Niall. “Harry doesn’t even want me,” she said, her voice suddenly soft and a little sad. “Did you know I almost kissed him once? And then he just acted like nothing happened. Like it didn’t even matter.” She hiccupped again, her eyes glassy. “I’m done. Done with caring. Who cares if he’s hot and bossy, and so smart, and has that hair… and that body… and those eyes...” She trailed off, her fingers gesturing loosely as she listed Harry’s features, her voice dripping with a mix of frustration and admiration.

Niall shook his head with a soft smile. “Sounds like you’re not done caring after all, love,” he teased gently.

Y/N blinked, clearly offended at the suggestion. “Me? Love Harry?” she scoffed, though her words were slightly slurred. “No way.” She stopped, her brow furrowing as though the idea was suddenly too complex for her drunken mind to process.

Before she could finish her thought, a voice interrupted from behind them.

“What’s going on here?”

Y/N and Niall turned, and when Y/N saw Harry standing there, his gaze dark and possessive, her face lit up with a ridiculous grin. In an instant, she let go of Niall and stumbled toward Harry, her legs unsteady as she nearly toppled over. Harry caught her easily, his arms wrapping securely around her waist, pulling her tight against him.

“Hiii,” Y/N giggled, looking up at him with hazy eyes,

Harry’s voice was low and controlled, “Hello, love. Looks like you’ve had a bit too much to drink,” he said, though his arms remained firmly around her, holding her in place as if he had no intention of letting go.

Y/N, still in her drunken bliss, wrapped her arms around Harry’s neck and nuzzled into his shoulder. “Harrry,” she mumbled, her voice muffled against him. “Niall’s been so nice to me. But I missed you. Your speech was amazing, and Niall kept me company while you were busy.” Her hips swaying a bit to the music.

Harry’s expression was a small smile. Seeing how cute she was. “I’m sure he did,” he said, his eyes flicking up to meet Niall’s briefly. A slight appreciation in his eyes. He sent Niall a small nod.

Niall, still holding Y/N’s clutch, chuckled nervously. “She’s all yours now, mate.” He said handing Harry the clutch.

Harry didn’t respond, his full attention now on Y/N as she leaned heavily against him. “Alright, love,” he murmured, his voice firm but soft. “It’s time to get you home.”

Y/N blinked up at him, her thoughts suddenly darting to Bridget. “Is Bridget coming too?” she asked, her voice curious but laced with drunken jealousy.

Harry hesitated for a second, his jaw tightening, but he didn’t answer. That silence was enough for Y/N, though. Despite her intoxicated state, she wasn’t stupid.

She turned back toward Niall, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. “Can I stay with you tonight, Niall?” she asked, pouting and batting her eyelashes dramatically. “I don’t want to go home and listen to them…” She paused for not wanting to say it, then added with a slight disgusted look on her face, “doing it.”

Harry’s grip on her waist tightened. She pushed his arm off her as she walked to Niall. “And if i come to your house, I could be your Bridget” she teased, her voice playful as she gave Niall a coy smile, swaying slightly on her feet.

Niall’s face turned bright red, and he let out a nervous laugh. But before he could even think of responding, Harry was already reacting.

In one swift, deliberate motion, Harry pulled Y/N back to him by grabbing her waist, spinning her around to face him. His grip on her waist remained firm as he tilted her chin up, forcing her to look into his eyes.

“Im taking you home, you're not leaving with anyone else." Harry said, his voice low, authoritative, and leaving no room for argument. His eyes burned with possessiveness as they locked onto hers. “Do you understand?”

The intensity in his voice, the way he held her so tightly, made Y/N’s breath hitch. A wave of arousal swept through her despite the fog of alcohol clouding her mind. She stared up at him, her heart racing, unable to look away from the green fire in his gaze.

She swallowed hard, suddenly feeling very small under his control. “Yes,” she whispered, nodding slowly, her lips parted slightly as she struggled to process the surge of emotions flooding through her.

Harry’s gaze lingered on her, making sure his message had sunk in. Only when he saw her compliance did his grip on her chin soften slightly. He lowered his hand but kept her pressed close to him as he began leading her toward the exit, his possessiveness clear in every step.

As they made their way through the crowd, Harry’s hand stayed firmly on Y/N’s waist, holding her close. She glanced up at him, her drunken haze mixing with the growing heat in her chest.

Harry, still holding her close, told the valet to get his care while sent a quick text to Bridget, telling her to meet him outside. His focus, however, never left Y/N, and as they stepped out into the night air.

“You... you ruined... hiccup—” Y/N stumbled forward, her words slurred and clumsy, as she pointed a shaky finger at Harry, a mix of frustration and drunkenness on her face.

Harry raised an amused eyebrow, watching her as she attempted to focus on him. “What did I ruin?”

She glared at him, her expression twisting into a pout. “You ruined my chance... hiccup—my chance to have fun for the first time in foreverrrrrr!” she mumbled, stumbling again, but this time toward him, her finger still pointed accusingly.

Harry chuckled, clearly entertained by her little outburst. “I ruined it, did I?”

“Yes, you did!” she insisted, her words a messy slur. “Niall was going to help me... and now... now I have to—hiccup—take care of myself.” She tried to maintain her composure but nearly tripped over her own feet. Before she could fall, Harry’s arm was already around her waist, pulling her close to steady her.

His grip was firm as he looked down at her, amusement still playing on his lips. “I don’t want Niall touching you, Y/N,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, possessive tone. “And I heard you talking about me.”

Y/N blinked, her drunken mind slow to process his words. “Huh?”

Harry smirked, making a low, thoughtful noise as he leaned in, his lips close to her ear. “I heard you,” he repeated, his tone more teasing now. “Ranting about how beautiful I am. What did you say again?” He paused for a moment, watching her reaction, enjoying the effect his words had on her. “Something about my eyes? My hair? My body?” His voice softened, his gaze now fixed on her lips, trailing down her face as his grip on her waist tightened slightly.

Y/N’s breath hitched, the weight of his words suddenly sobering her for a brief moment. Her heart raced as his eyes locked onto hers, their faces inches apart. She was unable to speak, lost in the intensity of his stare.

Harry tilted his head slightly, his smirk growing. “I don’t think it’s Niall’s touch you really want,” he murmured, his voice low and full of intent, making her heart thud in her chest.

Before she could respond, the valet driver pulled up with Harry’s car, breaking the moment between them. Harry glanced toward the car, his expression shifting back to calm control as he handed the valet a tip and gestured for him to open the back door.

Without a word, Harry guided Y/N toward the car, helping her into the backseat. He leaned in just enough to ensure she was settled before closing the door behind her. There was a brief moment where he took a breath, the tension still heavy in the air as he handed the valet another tip.

As he stood waiting for Bridget to arrive, Harry’s eyes flicked toward the car, watching Y/N through the window, still clearly shaken from their exchange.

Bridget appeared moments later, her face immediately twisting into a pout as she approached him. “Harry, why are we leaving?” she asked, her voice carrying a whine.

Harry didn’t even blink as he opened the front door for her. “There’s a drunk girl in the backseat, and I have to take her home,” he replied, his tone firm and unbothered as he gestured for her to get in.

Bridget crossed her arms, her pout deepening as she looked at him with disbelief. “Can’t she just take an Uber? We don’t need to leave yet.”

Harry’s expression hardened, his patience wearing thin. “No, she can’t take an Uber. I’m taking her home myself, to make sure she gets there safely.” His words left no room for debate, his voice steady and unyielding. “Now, please, get in the car.”

Bridget huffed, reluctantly climbing into the passenger seat. She was clearly upset, her lips pressed into a thin line as she settled in, feeling ignored and overshadowed. She shot a glance toward the backseat where Y/N was, annoyance flashing in her eyes as she saw how much care Harry was giving her. Y/n was too drunk to notice. Looking through her small clutch for gum.

Harry closed her door with a click, his focus already shifting back to Y/N as he walked around to the driver’s side. Bridget’s frustration barely registered as he climbed in, the only thing on his mind was getting Y/N home.

The car ride was mostly quiet, with Y/N fast asleep in the backseat. Harry’s eyes occasionally flicked to the rearview mirror, watching her as she slept, her head resting against the window, her face peaceful despite the events of the night. Bridget, on the other hand, sat in silence, her arms crossed over her chest. She hadn’t argued when Harry had said he was dropping her off first, but the tension between them was thick.

When they arrived at Bridgets home, Bridget got out without a word. She shot him a quick, cold glance, clearly upset but unwilling to start a fight. She knew better than to argue when it came to Y/N. Harry didn’t even try to explain or placate her. This was a familiar dance—Bridget always grew frustrated whenever Harry paid too much attention to Y/N, but it wasn’t something he had the energy to deal with tonight.

As soon as Bridget disappeared inside, Harry pulled away from the house and continued driving Y/N home.

“Harry,” Y/N’s voice broke the silence from the backseat. “I’m so hot...”

Harry glanced in the rearview mirror again, his eyes widening as he caught sight of her in the dim light. She was no longer wearing her dress—just her black lace bra and underwear, casually draped across the seat like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“Y/N,” he sighed, forcing his gaze back to the road, his knuckles tightening on the steering wheel. “What are you doing?” he asked, his voice strained, trying to focus anywhere but on the half-naked girl in his backseat.

“I was hot,” she slurred, her voice sleepy but matter-of-fact, as though this made perfect sense. She shifted in her seat, making herself more comfortable as Harry pulled up outside their place.

Y/N stepped out of the car barefoot, leaving her shoes and dress discarded on the seat. Harry quickly got out and grabbed his jacket from the passenger seat, rushing to her side. He draped the jacket over her shoulders, covering her up as best he could.

“You can’t be out here like this,” Harry muttered, his voice soft but firm as he wrapped an arm around her, guiding her toward the front door.

She looked up at him, her eyes half-lidded and full of mischief. “What? You don’t like my body?” she teased, a playful grin tugging at her lips.

Harry’s jaw tightened, and he avoided her gaze as they approached the door. “That’s not it, Y/N. Let’s just get you inside, okay? You need to sleep,” he said, trying to keep his voice steady, though the tension in him was almost palpable.

“I’m not sleepy,” she mumbled, shrugging off his jacket as soon as they stepped inside. She turned to face him, still in just her lingerie, her eyes hazy and teasing.

Harry closed the door behind them, locking it with a quiet click. He looked at her, standing there in front of him, nearly naked, and he took a deep breath to steady himself. “She’s drunk,” he whispered under his breath, reminding himself to keep control, even as his body reacted to her presence.

Y/N moved toward him, her steps clumsy but determined, her hands finding their way around his neck. “Come on, Harry,” she whispered, her lips brushing his ear, sending a shiver down his spine. “Meet me in your bedroom,” she purred, her voice low and full of invitation.

She turned and started making her way up the stairs, her movements unsteady but full of intention, leaving Harry standing at the base of the steps, watching her disappear into the darkness of his bedroom. He let out a heavy sigh, running a hand through his hair. It wasn’t that he didn’t want her. God, he wanted her more than anything. But not like this.

He stood there for a moment, grappling with the desire burning inside him and the knowledge that she wasn’t in the right state of mind. With a resigned sigh, he headed upstairs—not to join her but to make sure she was okay.

When he entered his room, he found her sprawled out face-first on his bed, already fast asleep. A small smile tugged at his lips, despite everything. She had made it all the way to his bed just to pass out.

Harry shook his head and quietly left the room, heading to her bathroom to grab some makeup wipes. He returned to the bedroom and sat down beside her, gently turning her over onto her back. She groaned softly, her eyes fluttering open for a brief moment.

“Harry,” she mumbled sleepily. “I’m so tired.”

“I know, love,” he said softly, running the makeup wipe gently over her face. “But I need to take this makeup off your beautiful face first.”

She let out a small whine of protest, her eyes closing again. “I don’t wanna... I just want to sleep,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

Harry smiled softly as he continued wiping her makeup away. “You can sleep right after,” he promised, his voice tender as he looked down at her, taking care of her as gently as possible.

As he finished, she gave him a drowsy smile, her words slurring as she mumbled, “I’m in love with you, you know.” She blinked up at him, her eyes barely open, her lips curling into a small smile. “Hmm, it’s like a massage,” she added, her voice growing even more distant.

Harry froze, his heart skipping a beat. His throat tightened as he stared down at her, the weight of her words settling heavily in the room. She was drunk, that much was obvious. But hearing her say that—even in her intoxicated state—did something to him.

“Y/N...” he started, but she was already drifting back to sleep, her breathing slow and steady.

“Can I sleep now?” she whispered, her voice fading as she yawned.

Harry nodded, though she couldn’t see him. “Yes, love. You can sleep now. Sweet dreams,” he whispered, pulling the covers up over her and making sure she was comfortable.

He stayed there for a moment, watching her as she snuggled into his pillow, her face peaceful and soft in the moonlight. His heart ached as he looked at her, wondering how they’d gotten to this point, and where things would go from here.

“Goodnight, love,” he whispered, brushing a strand of hair away from her face before quietly slipping out of the room, leaving her to sleep soundly in his bed.

[baroquebucky]

Italian days

request: could you write something about going to Italy with timothee? Im just imagining how cute and romantic it would be 🥺

a/n: this is so cute !!! prepare for typical tourist attractions also i have no idea where any of these things are in relation to each other so :-) i literally googled what to do in these places bc I’ve never been sorry guys:-( this ones long so strap in and get ready !!! let me know what y’all think abt it ! i kinda wanna make headcanons about this too hehe >:) I hope you all enjoy it and send me some requests 🥰

You quickly finished packing your last t shirt in the already full suitcase, putting your weight onto it so that you could zip it up fully. You were excited for the trip that timothee had planned for the two of you, giddy to finally spend some alone time with you favorite boy. “ma cherie are you almost done?” you heard timmy call out from the living room. Quickly you grabbed the final bag off the bed and scanned the room, going over a mental checklist to ensure you didn't forget anything. 

“okay i have everything, did you get everything? Do you have all the things you need? What time is it? Are we gonna be late? Oh god what if the plane leaves without us” you began to ramble, going through every worst case scenario possible. Timothee looked at you in awe, he had never seen you this nervous about anything before, he least expected it to come out right before a romantic getaway.

“angel, calm down, it’s fine let’s go to the airport we’re right on time” he smiled at you, giving you a quick kiss before he helped you with your bags and you two headed to the Uber waiting outside your shared apartment. As you helped him squeeze the luggage in you both sat in the backseat, you were so excited for the trip.

“You know we should go to Paris for our next anniversary” timmy spoke offhandedly, mindlessly playing with your hair as the movie you had chose played on the tv. “That would be fun, I’ve never been there” you smiled, looking at him briefly before your eyes settled on the screen again.

“where have you traveled to?” He questioned, curious as to all the places you’ve visited. “mmm i mean I’ve never been to Europe, i left the state a couple times for road trips but that’s about it” you replied, not thinking anything of the question. “You mean to tell me that you’ve never been to Italy?” He gasped and you laughed at his shock.

“We aren’t all stars or rich Chalamet” you suppressed laughter but one look at his facial expression caused you to burst into a fit of laughter. “That’s it im booking a flight to Italy, we can go to venice and oh we could even travel to where we filmed call me by your name! And then we could go to Rome!” He gushed, moving quickly to get his laptop.

You were excited, until you realized you had $20 in your wallet and maybe $67 in you bank account. “Timothée wait no” you spoke, rushing behind him to stop him. He turned around confused as to why you didn’t want to go.

“do you not wanna go? I thought you liked Italy? You show me videos about people going there all the time” he asked, searching your face for an answer. “I do! I’ve always wanted to go there” you stated, sighing as your gazes met. “it’s just- how am i gonna pay for my ticket? I don’t have enough money and-” before you could finish timothée cut you off.

“what makes you think you’re paying?” He grinned, running to the room to get the laptop once again. You messed with your fingers for a second, you didn’t want him to spend money on you, you’ve always felt bad about it.

“timmy no you can’t just buy me a ticket there” you spoke, walking into the room, seeing the boy sitting on the bed, legs crossed with the laptop in his lap. He furrowed his brows and replied without looking up from his screen. “Why not? You’re my girl, think of it as a present” he smiled, you opened your mouth to protest but he quickly stopped you.

“i just bought them so you can’t take it back” he beamed, you frowned for a second before he gave you the puppy eyes. Of course you couldn’t resist, you tackled him with a hug and kissed him, thanking him a million times.

And so here the two of you were, sitting in the backseat on your way to the airport, going over the loose itinerary timothée had made for the two of you once you landedin Venice. He had gone beyond what you expected to make this trip memorable despite telling him to not worry.

When you got to the airport everything went surprisingly smooth despite you being nervous the whole time. The two of you bought breakfast and ate it in the little food court, then headed to the gate which your plane would be in and played games while waiting to board.

Once the plane arrived the two of you got on, of course he had bought first class, you wanted to scold him for spending so much but as soon as you saw how excited he was you couldn’t be mad at him. “look! we get pillows and everything” he giggled, you smiled at him and nodded, equally as excited as him. The two of you ended up watching two movies, falling asleep during the second one.

You woke up first, smiling at the sight of timmy with messy hair, mouth slightly parted and cheeks lightly flushed as he slept. You decided to wait on waking him up, instead you occupied yourself by looking out the window and listening to your music.

The landing woke timothée up and he smiled at you brightly, it took him a couple minutes to really wake up, mumbling incoherently before he came fully to his senses.

As soon as you got off the plane you were excited, pulling timothée along to get out of the airport as soon as possible. When you finally got everything and exited you got into the car timothée had ordered for the two of you and headed to the hotel to unpack.

Timothée posted a picture of you staring out the window in awe onto his Instagram story, “she’s excited right now, just wait until she sees the canals” he wrote, smiling as he thought of all the pictures the two of you would take.

You expected an average hotel room, if timothée really splurged then maybe above average, you did not expect to get the presidential suite at a five star hotel. The smile on your face made everything worth it to timothée, he made sure this trip would be memorable. “Timothée Hal Chalamet! How much did you fucking spend!” You squeaked, rushing around the room to check everything on.

“That doesn’t matter, what matters is that you get changed and get ready, we’re in Venice for two days before our next stop and I have so much for us to do” he smiled, pulling you in for a kiss which you quickly returned. Resting your head on his chest you sighed, taking a Monet to let everything sink in. You’re in Italy with the love of your life. Holy shit.

Timothée had bought multiple disposable cameras for the two of you to use, wanting to develop all of them by the time you guys got back home.

Before you knew it you were wandering the streets of Venice, a permanent smile on your face as you took so many photos of the scenery and of timothée and of course together. The two of you visited the top tourist spots like Saint Marks Basilica, the both of you in awe of its beauty and laughing until your stomach hurt feeding the pidgeons.

Timothée was scared for his life when a pidgeon landed on his shoulder, immediately going stiff and begging for you to help him. You quickly pulled out your phone, recording him and zooming into his face, a face of pure fear. After you posted it you quickly shooed the pidgeon away, holding his hand and a small pidgeon landed on your shoulder and you fed it out of your free hand.

You smiled brightly at timothée who had moved away from you slightly causing you to giggle. “You laugh now but I’m gonna be the one poop free, those things are ruthless” he stated, a serious look on his face which quickly turned soft as you attempted to pet the bird on you. “Look at him he’s so cute!” You gushed, drowning as it flew away.

“Cmon sweet girl, we have a ride to catch, in the canal” he winked and you gasped, pulling him before you stopped, realizing you didn’t know where you were even going.

When the two of you arrived he helped you into the boat, it was only the two of you and the one driving the small boat, you were sitting next to each other, pointing at everything, a constant smile on both of your faces. He held your hand the whole time, most of the time looking at you rather than the sights you were in such awe of. A small smile on his face as he admired how beautiful you looked, you looked so stress free and happy and he knew everything else he had planned was so worth it if he got to see you like this.

After the ride on the canals the two of you ate at a small little restaurant, drinking some wine and talking about the days events.

“I just think it’s funny that you were that scared of the pidgeons” you giggled, and he frowned at you, “i wasn’t scared, i was just- cautious” he smirked, watching you roll your eyes at his remark.

The two of you finished dinner, walking around the now calmer streets, admiring everything at night for about an hour, kissing under streetlights and chasing one another through the streets, laughter bouncing off the buildings.

The two of you showered once you got back to the hotel and absolutely crashed after you had snuggled under the sheets. The two of you exhausted from the plane ride and walking everywhere all day.

You both woke up late in the morning to the sound of timothées alarm, you yawned, burying yourself more into timothées side, wanting ten more minutes. “Wake up mon amour i still have some stuff planned for today before we leave for Florence” he spoke softly into your hair, kissing the top of your head. He had decided to skip on taking you to Crema, deciding it would make for a good excuse to come back.

You woke up slowly, getting ready and waiting for timothée on the bed once you had finished. You were starving but you didn’t want to eat without him. You laid on your stomach and dozed off only to wake up to a now fully dressed timothée, smiling at you and kissing your nose. “let’s go eat and then we can head out” he whispered and you nodded, getting up from the bed and following him out the door.

The two of you spent the day walking around and seeing anything else you wanted, eating much too much food and buying way too many souvenirs. The day seemed to fly by and before you knew it you were headed to Florence, of course shoving all your luggage into the bus that the two of you were taking to the wonderful city. You slept most of the way while timothée read through a script for a new movie. He woke you up gently when you guys arrived, piling out along with everyone else as the two of you found the car timothée had ordered for this city, heading to yet another 5 star hotel with an amazing room.

It was late at night so the two of you only slipped into bed and set an alarm for later tomorrow morning, cuddling through the whole night, waking up once to eat some of the fruit that the hotel had given to the two of you as a gift.

The next morning the alarm went off and you quickly turned it off, placing your head on timothées chest, a smile on your face while he played with your hair.

“let’s get ready, i have something special planned, wear that one outfit you brought, you know the one that you said you’ve always wanted to wear?” He smiled, a mischievous glint in your eye. You gave him a kiss on the cheek and nodded, going to get ready.

After you finished you scrolled through your phone, replying to people and sifting through the pictures from Venice, deleting the ones which turned out bad or way too blurry. You decided to lay on your side, thinking you wouldn’t fall back asleep but you were wrong. Before you knew it you felt a gentle nudge.

“Cmon sleeping beauty i have a picnic for us” he beamed, a twinkle in his eye. You woke up quickly, a giant grin on your face as your mouth fell open. “A picnic? Oh my god this is a dream, angel you’re so amazing oh my god! I love you so much” You gushed, tackling timothée once you got off the bed and hugging him tightly, kissing him all over his face.

“i love you more ma cherie, now lets go” he smiled, opening the door for you and quickly taking your hand while walking down the halls.

You had ended up accidentally falling asleep in the car, head on timothées shoulder, he recorded you, saving it but not posting it, knowing if he did you would get him back and start a full fledged war.

As the car approached the Piazzle Michaelangelo he shook you softly, your eyes fluttered open and a small smile overtook your features. “Oh my god it’s so pretty” you gasped as the two of you stepped out of the car and onto the concrete floor, he got the picnic basket from the car as you went to save a spot on the steps. He quickly found you and opened the basket between the two of you, eating the food and making conversation, laughing and enjoying the fact that both of you were in Italy, overlooking Florence.

After sitting there for a while, cuddling and pointing things out the two of you drove into the city, excited to see everything the city had to offer. The two of you walked down the streets hand in hand, taking pictures once more and in awe of the beauty the city offered.

Of course the two of you drove all over the city visiting museums, seeing all the statues and artworks you had always admired through your phone screen. You almost wanted to cry of happiness seeing everything in person, you walked quickly in the museums, timothée barely keeping up with you as you rushed everywhere, making sure you absorbed every last detail.

Of course timothée took the typical you looking at art picture, and of course he posted it and captioned it “art looking at art” causing his fans to go feral, everyone tweeting and posting about how cute the two of you were. You held timmys hand when you realized he was dragging behind, pulling him along and forcing him to move at your speed.

“oh my god I love this painting, look at the brushstrokes! I read once that when he was painting this-” you began, going into detail about said artists life. Timothée stared at you, his chest swelling with love, a smile on his face as you went on and on about the paintings, he hung onto every word you said, loving the way your eyes lit up and the amount of emotion in your voice as you spoke of what you loved.

After you had visited the museums l, the two of you walked all over the city, taking in the culture and also taking many breaks and calling a cab to go to places he had planned to take you. Of course he set up a reservation at a fancy restaurant, eating to your hearts delight and drinking amazing wine, overseeing the bustling city as the sun set.

“i cannot believe we’re in Florence Italy” you sighed happily, looking out at the city while you sipped on your wine, timothée smiled at you. “I don’t know how I’m ever going to thank you enough angel, you really made my dreams come true” you spoke, turning towards your curly headed boyfriend and he shook his head.

“you don’t have to thank me ma cherie. I love seeing you happy, you deserve the world and I’m going to give everything i can to you, you’ve always supported me through anything and everything, you know me so well, i just love you so much” he answered. “but- you can thank me by letting me post a bunch of pictures of you everywhere” he smiled shyly, blushing slightly. You smiled brightly at him, your love for him growing. “oh baby of course” you giggled.

The next day was just as action packed, going to multiple cathedrals and basilicas which you hadn’t gotten to the day before, and then spending time in the gardens, taking so many pictures of each other, half of them turning out blurry because the two of you couldn’t stop laughing.

He held you hand the whole time, keeping you close to him the whole time, kissing you at times and always looking at you with so much love. All over Twitter and Instagram were pictures of the two of you holding hands and laughing, many of them with one of the two of you pointing at something, many of the ones with you pointing had timothée looking at you with a smile rather than what you were showing him, it gave you butterflies.

That night you headed to the hotel early, packing everything to catch the late night flight to Rome, the last destination on the trip. The two of you packed quickly, racing to see who would finish first. This made timothée sneak up behind you and unfold your tshirts, run back to his area and rush to finish, an attempt to beat you. You were one step ahead, you had hidden his shampoo so you had no problem re folding while he ran around everywhere.

“I’m done!” You announced proudly, smiling at your boyfriend and he rolled his eyes, a pout on his face. “That’s not fair! I finished before you i just lost my shampoo” he responded, you smirked at him. “Check under your pillow” his eyes went wide and raced to get it, jaw dropping when he found it. “y/n i swear one day im gonna beat you at these competitions” he huffed, pushing you playfully and you shoved him back laughing.

The two of you cuddled the whole time in the airport, attached to the hip, and napping until your flight boarded, where the two of you also slept the whole time. When you finally arrived in Rome, you both headed to the hotel, knocking out there too, excited for the next two days in Rome before returning home. The two of you only had two cameras left, it filled you with excitement to get the photos developed, knowing you would have so many pictures of him to post and an endless amount of wallapapers.

When the two of you awoke the next morning you headed out quickly, excited to spend yet another day together.

“timothée oh my god look at that dog! Do you think he speaks Italian?” You questioned, smiling at the small dog that walked past the two of you. “I’m sure he does my angel” he replied, laughing. Pulling you along the busy street, putting his arm around your waist.

The two of you marveled at the colosseum, mind running wild at the thought of people using it. “You think they ever had a concert in there?” You asked your boyfriend who giggled, “im not so sure they did my angel” you thought about someone using it today. “What if someone tried to have on in there today” you smiled and timothée quickly replied, “as soon as the speakers start blasting everything would just crumble” you laughed at the thought of someone wanting to have fun only to ruin one of the most iconic pieces of history.

The two of you walked along the streets, holding hands and swinging them back and forth, debating where to go next. “How about the pantheon?” You suggested and he nodded with a smile, “you read my mind darling.”

The two of you got there surprisingly quickly and sat down for a second, both of your guys’ feet hurting. You put your head on timmys shoulder, closing your eyes for a second, you could hear everyone talking, the sound of cars and the wind. “Are you tired mon amour?” Timothée asked, not wanting to tire you out so much, he wanted you excited and happy not tired.

“just a bit, but I’m sure it’ll leave as soon as we see the Vatican” you spoke, a smile forming on your face as you opened your eyes and looked at the brunette next to you. He kissed your cheek, getting up and extending a hand to help you up. “Let’s go see what all those shops we passed have had to offer later yeah?” He grinned and you nodded, stretching a little before falling into step with him.

The two of you arrived at the Vatican and you swear you had never felt more in awe than staring at everything inside, everything was so adorned and beautiful, even the pillars on the outside when the two of you were waiting (only for like 5 minutes) made you smile in amazement. Timothée and you kept pointing out everything, a smile on both of your faces. Both of your cheeks hurt from smiling so much but neither of you complained, too happy to care.

After the two of you walked around for a bit more you left and entered the busy streets of Rome once again, taking pictures of each other all the time and stopping to look at anything and everything. “Let’s go get something to eat” you suggested. “Oh yeah I’m starving after all that walking” he replied, pulling out his phone to find a nice place to get food.

Soon enough he found a nice spot and the two of you arrived there quickly, excited to eat. After ordering and eating the two of you sat in comfortable silence, taking the time to wind down before going back out. “can we go to the Trevi Fountain? I brought coins for us to throw in” you asked and timothée wanted to kiss you all over and hug you and never let you go because god you were so fucking cute.

“of course we can go mon amour, are you ready to go right now?” He asked and you nodded, he paid quickly before taking his hand in yours, the two of you walking slower than before, you were leaning on him slightly, he was talking about some story that had happened to him in high school. You don’t remember exactly how the story had come up but you were grateful that it had.

As the two of you continued walking hand in hand and smiling at the sights you realized that no one had disturbed the two of you this whole trip which was very surprising, but you were grateful that his fans were respectful of the two of you. “okay i told you am embarrassing story of me in high school you tell me one” he pushed and you groaned, stealing the water bottle from his hands and gulping down the drink.

“i wasn’t really embarrassing in high school, i had like five friends and we always looked out for one another, middle school i was the biggest emo alive” you shuddered thinking back to all the diary entries you had made. “I remember i wrote this one poem that was so cringe and i thought it was the best thing ever written” you cringed at the memory and he bursted our laughing, leaning into you as he did so.

“Do you still have said diary?” He questioned, a mischievous smile forming on his face, “back at my parents house yeah” you replied, narrowing your eyes at him, “but you will never lay your eyes on a single one of those pages Hal” you sternly replied, smiling as he rolled his eyes and pulled you closer to him, putting his arm around you. “We’ll see about that one” he smiled.

“oh my god! Timmy there it is!” You shrieked, energy suddenly overflowing as you ran, pulling timothee with you causing him to almost trip over his feet. You pushed through the crowd, saying excuse me and sorrys until you got the the front of the fountain. Timothée arrived a couple seconds after you, out of breath and amazed at how fast you had ran.

“ma cherie you need to slow down” he spoke, leaning over to catch him breath. You stared at the fountain in awe, a smile sprawled across you face, taking in the beauty of it all. “I can’t believe I’m really here” you whispered, timothée got up, wrapping both his arms around your waist. “Believe in my love” he smiled, kissing you on the cheek.

Suddenly you heard a crack of thunder and soon enough rain started pouring, the once crowded area was now close to empty as everyone ran for shelter, you and timothée didn’t budge, mainly because you didn’t even flinch and refused to move.

you turned to timothée, hair sticking to both of your foreheads a wild smile on your face as you dig into your pocket, looking for the coins you had brought. Quickly you handed one to timothée. “Ready?” You smiled and he nodded. “Okay, 1, 2, 3!” You shouted, the coins flipping into the water at the same time. Turning to timothée you found him smiling at you and you laughed.

“When in Rome” you said before bunching his shirt into your fist and pulling him into a kiss, you eyes shutting as rain fell around the two of you. The kiss was what you imagined the movie ones were like, passionate and loving. You smiled into the kiss before you opened your eyes and pulled away.

“you drive me crazy y/n” he whispered, a giant smile on his face as you wiped away the water from your eyes and pushed the hair out of your face. “Should we get out of the rain?” You giggled and he nodded, “probably, we don’t wanna get sick” he joked and you punched him. “Don’t fucking jinx it!” You yelled, running to the nearest shelter you could find, which so happened to be a tourist shop.

Shopping with timothée was always fun, shopping with timothée in another country was another level. He wanted to buy you everything you looked at, he would buy you at $50 shirt if you really wanted it. The two of you were dripping wet and needed to buy new clothes or else you would definitely get sick. You ended up wearing tacky tourist shirts, getting matching ones of course and buying souvenirs for everyone back home as well as a few things to decorate and to keep for yourselves.

Considering how hard it was pouring and the fact that the two of you now had wet socks you decide to call it a day and go back to the hotel room, not wanting to get sick considering tomorrow was the last day. You were glad that it was already 5 pm, you wouldn’t have missed that much that you had planned and you could easilh get to them tomorrow.

You guys quickly got into a car and made your way back to the hotel, opting on showering together. As the two of you stepped in you let out a sigh at the feeling of the warm water. You let the water rinse the two of you off before shutting it off and getting timothées shampoo, telling him to turn around so you could wash his hair.

“thank you for this whole trip baby, it’s really been a dream come true” you spoke, massaging the shampoo into his hair. “Im sorry that it rained sweetheart, i really wanted us to be able to do everything because this was supposed to be perfect and-” you frowned at him despite his back being to you. “Timothée you can’t control the weather! And even then this trip is already perfect because I’m here with you. I’m in Italy with the love of my life dammit, ive drank so much good wine and eaten even more good food! We haven’t gotten this much time alone in god knows how long, you’ve literally had a chauffeur in every city so that we didn’t have to worry about parking and you made us an itinerary! Everything about this trip has been perfect, even the hiccups in the road.” You stated, smiling at the memories the two of you had already made.

You turned the water back on to rinse the shampoo out of his hair and he smiled at you, kissing you on the forehead. “And plus, i finally got my kiss in the rain AND it was infront of the trevi fountain, how am i supposed to complain again ever?” You smiled up at him, he laughed and quickly closed his eyes as shampoo rinsed from his hair. He grabbed your shampoo and began to wash your hair, you relaxed at his touch and closed your eyes.

“I love you so much angel, you don’t even understand” he whispered, you hummed in response. He gave you a soft kiss to your neck, giving you goosebumps.

Soon enough you guys hopped out of the shower, warm and clean and changed into some pijamas, snuggling into bed and looking out of the giant window next to you. Between the sound of the rain hitting the window and timothées soft breathing, you quickly dozed off, not caring that it was only 6:30 pm and you’d probably wake up at 2 am with an insane amount of energy. Timothée asked you something,confused as to why you weren’t replying until he looked at you, a bashful smile on his face when he saw you sleeping.

“you know i love you so much, you mean the world to me mon amour, there isn’t anything i wouldn’t do for you” he whispered, brushing your hair lightly to get it out of your face. He placed a gentle kiss on your forehead, turning the lights off in the room before closing his eyes and drifting off the sleep alongside you.

You ended up not even waking up throughout the night, instead sleeping until early the next morning. You hadn’t realized how tired you had been until now since you were more energetic than ever, excited to get as much in on the last day.

Timothée was the one dragging you around everywhere today, determined to get through the list had made, you smiled at him as he explained everything to you, surprised at how much he knew. “When did you make this list anyway?” You asked over lunch, looking up at him after you chewed your food. “I woke up at 2am and i couldn’t sleep but i didn’t wanna wake you up so i made this list and researched everything so i can give you the full tour guide experience” he replied, a giant smile on his face as you gawked at him.

“yeah that’s it, I’m gonna marry you” you shrugged, continuing to eat as timothée blushed and kept eating. The conversation flowing easily between the two of you and a comfortable silence falling into place at times.

The day continued quickly, visiting many more sites and before you knew it your disposable camera came to an end, and 30 minutes later so did timothées as the sunset. The two of you sat down on a bench, waiting on your guys’ driver to arrive so the two of you could pack up and head home.

“i can’t believe it’s over” you smiled softly, sad that it was over but happy that it happened. “Don’t worry mon amour im sure we’ll be back soon enough” he smiled and you put your head on his shoulder. “I love you with everything I have timothée” you spoke, looking up at him from your position. He kissed your forehead gently, “i love you so much more y/n” he smiled.

The two of you once again raced to pack up, you purposefully ‘lost’ your favorite shirt and let him win, although he would always hold it against you, it didn’t matter because you would lose over and over and over again if it meant seeing the amount of joy on his face when he shouted “IM DONE” and looked over at you with an unzipped suitcase.

As the two of you were waiting at the airport gate you had to make the obligatory Instagram post, gathering pictures of the two of you together and of yourself to post, you smiled as you picked out the photos. Searching the internet to see if anyone had caught the two of you kissing in the rain in front of the fountain, which of course they had. You looked over at a napping timothée, smiling as you set the photo as your lockscreen and added it to your post, quickly you typed out your caption.

“Italian days <3”

[gwoongi]

best years

jeon jeongguk / reader genre: best friend au, bff-to-lovers au, fluff, angst, guk is pining rating: general words: 2.6k warnings: its a short little fic, sort of like one chunk of a big chocolate bar and im gonna slowly feed u one chunk at a time until you’re sick and full a/n: a squint into the mind of bff jeongguk who will star in an eventual “idol best friend” series that i routinely dream about but have always felt it disrespectful to write about but at the end of the day everything i write is fiction and jeongguk would probably be less offended by a “canon divergence bff au” than he would reading my drug addicted rockstar au so :-) read it & weep folks

Jeongguk’s always been scared of the rejection he might receive from you. He might be a dream for fans across the world, but there’s a split second where Jeongguk feels like he might not be good enough for you. He’s the world to other people. But you deserve the whole galaxy, and he’s afraid that’s something that he might not ever be, even with the money, and the fame, and the doubts he tries to hide.

Jeongguk was taking a pretty big risk, he knew that. It was risky taking any step out of his house at any moment, even on the days where it was pouring outside; he’d think he was safe until he made it to the end of the road, earphones snug in his ears, and the flash of a camera behind the shrubs in the corner of his eye blinds him back to his front door in a twisted shame. 

Granted, he’d expected it to be worse as he booked a plane ticket and made a rather hasty, in-the-moment journey to the airport and on a plane with no layover. Usually when Jeongguk takes a journey overseas, there’s at least one or two fans hiding in the corner of the suites waiting for him, or someone on the plane who’d recognise his face. For this, he’d suck it up and take a photo. It was better to have good PR, and be a little bit pissed off that he’d been discovered, than to have bad PR and to be known as the member of BTS who didn’t give a damn when the ‘real’ reasons for travel were taken away.

But Jeongguk thought the risk was worth it this time. The plane touched down in Manchester, and from there, it was an hour long train journey to a station he didn’t know anything about to meet a friend of yours he’d only seen in Instagram pictures. You were at University now, a face he saw on a screen rather than a face he quite literally woke up next to months before. It had been four months since Jeongguk had seen his true best friend, and fuck anybody who was going to make him wait a second longer before seeing you again.

You were his greatest risk, but it was worth it. You were worth it.

“Fuck, it’s insane to actually be meeting you right now.” Frank is a good guy, ginger with circle glasses rested on the end of his roundish nose. He led Jeongguk out of the train station, offering to pull his suitcase for him. “I mean, I’m a huge fan.” Followed by a sigh and a quiet, “Who isn’t…?”

Jeongguk smiled at him, squinting in the sun as it hit his eyes in the direction of Frank’s face. “Thanks. I hear a lot about you, too.”

Frank grinned, whipping his head towards Jeongguk. “All sexy and scandalous things, I hope. You know, none of us believed Y/N when she said she knew you. We thought the pictures were Photoshopped, you know how she is.” They both paused by the side of the road going one way only, “Shit, she’s gonna freak out when she sees you.”

That was three minutes ago, but Jeongguk’s still playing that sentence on a loop. He walks alongside Frank down one of the streets, past a redundant furniture store that quirks his brows. A man stands in the doorway, a cigarette out of his mouth and ash dropping to his toes bare in sandals. It smells like doughnuts, and weed, and he smiles brightly. He’s missed the UK, and how unbelievably shockingly awful it is when you’re not looking at picturesque photos of London online.

“I thought you’d know that Y/N’s my best friend,” Jeongguk says thoughtfully. He pauses as Frank does as a car zooms past when they’re about to cross. “I mean, people know. The photos got leaked, all of them.”

“Hey, give me a break,” Frank says dramatically. “I only became a fan three months ago. And yeah, I figured. Finally, I understood why all the white girls studying Korean here wanted photographs with her and to be her best friend…”

Jeongguk frowns. “Is it bad? She doesn’t tell me this stuff on the phone. I mean, they go crazy on Twitter when she posts pictures and we interact, but I didn’t…”

Frank shakes his head and grins at Jeongguk until the words die out. “Nah, don’t panic. It’s not that bad. If anything, she might get a kick out of the fame. Trust, there’s always gonna be the girls who hate her because she’s friends with you and that’s like, what, threatening to their fantasy? But she loves you a lot, and a friendship like yours...it’s kinda like family, you know?”

Jeongguk feels his stomach flip, kind of like butterflies. These butterflies are sour, his heart racing that extra bit quicker. He likes the sound of family. He doesn’t like the way Frank implies it, because if Jeongguk is ever going to consider you as family, it won’t be as his sister. You’ve never been his sister, even when you were part of his family growing up. There were times you came to all of his Korean family events, the times his family called you their own, but you were never his sister. It was different to that, you both knew it but never acknowledged it.

Frank makes small talk until they make it to the student accomodation you currently live at, and because Frank knows basically everybody, a student comes to the gate to let them both in. They’re nice, big and pretty-skinned, wearing an Aston Villa shirt that Jeongguk remembers looks a lot like your Dad’s back in the day. Might be the same, might be a vintage.

He smiles at him, because maybe this guy knows Jeongguk, but the guy just turns back into the common room and doesn’t come out again. Frank doesn’t live here, he lives in a flat of his own around the corner, but Frank might as well be a resident here. He lets himself in towards the lift and shoots a text to one of your flatmates.

“Apparently she’s in the shower,” Frank says casually. He locks his phone, taps his foot as the lift rises, “Let’s hope she doesn’t stride out completely stark naked as you’re in there.”

He almost blushes, “Ha, yeah.” He declines to mention the times you two have showered together, the time you went skinny dipping together when you were fifteen. Those were things that might end up getting misunderstood, and those are his memories he’d like to keep hidden and secret. He says nothing, nothing but a thank you when he enters your flat with Frank and takes a different turn to the left as Frank goes right, towards the kitchen.

Your room is at the very end, your name on the door in stickers from a set you got from the 99p store, and from inside, he hears the music in the bathroom. The door opens silently and closes with the same volume, and Jeongguk manages to wheel his suitcase to the end of the bed and plonks himself down. As expected from pixels on the screen, your room looks better in person- white walls and a bed set that’s white with a peony pattern. Above your desk, Jeongguk recognises all your photos together, new polaroids of you and the friends you’ve made at University who Jeongguk always felt kind of threatened by. He smiles to himself, and rests his neck at a strange angle against the wall your bed is literally attached to. From here, he can see the bathroom door in the mirror on the opposite wall, but he knows you’ll only see his feet when you come out.

Speaking of which; the Fleetwood Mac song ends suddenly and the shower water has stopped running. Jeongguk hears the toilet flush and his heart starts to race. Four months of falling asleep on Facetime and texting when there was no time left in the day, and now, here he is, on your bed, waiting for you to step out and...and, then what?

Maybe you didn’t even want him here. Maybe you were happier now that Jeongguk was in Korea and you were still at home, in a new city with new friends and a new life. Maybe the memory of Jeongguk was burdensome. Worse, maybe he was something you felt you had to remember but didn’t really want to.

Jeongguk’s always been scared of the rejection he might receive from you. He might be a dream for fans across the world, but there’s a split second where Jeongguk feels like he might not be good enough for you. He’s the world to other people. But you deserve the whole galaxy, and he’s afraid that’s something that he might not ever be, even with the money, and the fame, and the doubts he tries to hide.

The bathroom door opens and in two seconds, the light is shut off and he hears you sigh.

“Frank, you gotta stop letting yourself in here without telling me,” your voice says. “Good thing I’m semi-decent. Usually I’m not.”

“No fun,” Jeongguk teases, and silence follows. There’s a pause in the room, and Jeongguk cocks his head with his left cheek on his shoulder, waiting for you to click and appear in front of him. Suddenly, there’s small but quick thuds across the carpet and Jeongguk feels his chest tighten with a nostalgic feeling as you come into view with wide eyes, damp hair and nothing but a bra and those stupid black worn leggings you refuse to throw out.

The grin that reaches Jeongguk’s eyes now aches as he laughs at you, at the way you gape in his presence. It takes a moment, a moment of what feels like could be the rejection that Jeongguk absolutely fears, but then you smile so wide that Jeongguk feels it in his stomach.

“Holy shit!” you exclaim loudly, bringing a hand to your mouth as you hurry towards the bed. It dips beneath your knees and Jeongguk rises up to a sitting position. “What the fuck!”

He laughs out loud, and when you’re next to nothing away, Jeongguk wastes zero time in bringing you into his arms, tightly hugging you.

“Careful, my hair’s all wet,” you squeak.

“Don’t care.”

He really doesn’t. There’s probably going to be a damp spot on his clothes after, but that’s okay. You groan loudly with happiness as you hug him in return as tightly as he is hugging you, your weight on his lap and your arms around his neck. Jeongguk smiles so wide, sighing with content into your neck. Here, he smells the marshmallow wash on your skin, the fragrance of your hair that kind of reminds Jeongguk of cabbage patch babies.

“You smell good,” he mutters. You laugh quietly, squirming when his nose sniffs across your neck like one would kiss. “I don’t.”

“You do, you always smell good,” you reply. One sniff, he laughs, “See!”

“Mmm,” he plays along, “the sweet smell of planes and trains and jetlag.”

That makes you laugh, and at the mention of jetlag, Jeongguk realises he could probably fall asleep like this given the chance. He has missed this, missed you, so fucking much. The emotions are overwhelming. 

Jeongguk kisses behind your earlobe, and just underneath your jaw. That’s new. Jeongguk was a cheek-kiss kind of best friend, but never this. You’re not complaining. Your head drops to one side, almost giving him more access to the space free, and he occupies it. Those fucking butterflies; Jeongguk feels sick with nerves as he kisses you, under your chin and across your neck, on that spot on your collarbone you found out tickled after Seven Minutes in Heaven in Year 8. Maybe your fingernails in his hair are a way of you telling him to stop- it’s something he can think about tonight if he can’t fall asleep, something he doesn’t care to think about when he kisses on your actual jawline, to your cheek and the corner of your mouth, your cupid's bow.

He moves away with a blush that matches your own, but maybe you can’t see his in the colour of your fairy lights. He plays with the confusion as he moves the hair that's across your face around your ears, smiling and raising his eyebrows. Jeongguk convinces the role of casual to perfection and bites back a sour taste when he notices you’re the same. Casual, unmoved, maybe even like it didn’t mean a thing.

“Your hair is so fucking wet,” he sniggers boyishly.

“I told you,” you shrug. You shrink, relaxed, “Fuck, Guk, why are you here? I mean, I’m literally so happy, but...Are you gonna get in trouble for this?”

“I dunno,” he admits. “Maybe, probably. I mean...the guys know I’m here. Hoseok drove me to the airport with Jimin.”

“That’s not what I mean.”

Jeongguk sighs loudly. “Yeah, I know. Frank told me all about the girls.”

“Little fucker. Is he here? I’ll punch him for mentioning it to you. It’s honestly fine. Girls will be girls.”

“You’re my best friend for life, it’s important to me that you’re not uncomfortable by it-”

“I’m not,” you assure him, hands trapped in his hair. “Damn, this got long. Didn’t look long over the phone.”

“Was growing it out,” Jeongguk replies. “Heard you fancied Keanu Reeves, couldn’t handle the competition.”

“Ha!” you retort. “Simp.”

“For you,” frowns Jeongguk dramatically.

Conversation fizzles comfortably, to the point where you both forget that Jeongguk’s underneath you and your legs are wrapped like a koala around his middle. The fact that this is normality for you both is ignored. You’ve done worse things together. Jeongguk even knows that the bra you’re wearing now is one he bought for you. That could be why Jeongguk feels the way that he does, why this confusion wraps around his body and traps him. Jeongguk knows that the butterflies in his stomach don’t just appear because you’re his best friend he hasn’t seen in a while. He knows what they mean when they flutter when your name pops up when you’re calling him, when an interviewer tries to catch him out by bringing you up in another interview that you don’t need to be mentioned in.

Jeongguk knows that coming here was worth the confusion, and the nerves, and the fact that this will be a headline when it gets out. JEON JUNGKOOK GOES TO UK TO VISIT HIS BEST FRIEND...BUT ARE THEY MORE? Or worse, NETIZENS HAVE PROOF THAT BTS JUNGKOOK IS DATING HIS BEST FRIEND Y/N…

He doesn’t want to hurt you. That’s how he feels scared. For you to be scandalised by an article online that caught him out in his feelings, he knew it wasn’t fair. Jeongguk might be too afraid to say he’s in love, and too afraid to find out if you feel it too, but he’d risk those feelings and the headlines if it meant spending one more day with you.

Jeongguk’s got a week and a half with you. Something’s gotta give within this week. He doesn’t want to go back to Korea with more regrets than he came with, and for now, he’ll just have to swallow those butterflies back down when they pour out of his mouth. Right now, he can’t afford to be caught out. It has to be known on his own terms, when the timing is perfect. It has to be perfect, because it’s what you deserve. It has to be perfect, because if it isn’t, then Jeongguk doesn’t think it will be worth it.

Losing you to a headline and a butterfly is out of the question. One tries to escape when you hop off him and shrug on a jumper from out of your wardrobe. If you noticed his unease you didn’t mention it. He wants to cry, wants the confusion to go away for the night so he can enjoy it.

Fuck.

For now, he thinks as he follows you with an arm around your shoulders out of your bedroom and towards the kitchen to meet the others, he’ll just have to fake it til he makes it. Just like always. Put on a face, put on a show, until it all feels worth the spillage. He can’t let the butterflies escape yet.

It has to be perfect, and he’ll have to be patient.

[write-tingss]

Jeff Atkins

(mini story) but if y'all want more I will continue it.

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You were childhood friends with Clay and lived next door, you were transferring to Liberty and that's when you catch the eye of one Jeff Atkins.

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Clay and I have always been friends since as far as I can remember, we started loosing touch around the time we started different middle schools. we were still neighbors but school, sports, new friends it all got in the way. we would talk occasionally until it got to the point of just acknowledgment. Recently I found out that I will be switching schools to liberty high, I thought I would reach out to clay and hopefully have my friend back and a friend once I walk through the new halls. I went outside to see clay walking down the street with a brunette girl. “hey Jensen, Jensens girlfriend ?” “we’re just,,,,friends Y/N” he seems so flustered it seemed so hard not to laugh. “im Y/N, clays best friend.” I extended my hand to the girl who called herself Hannah. Clay was quietly standing there while Hannah and I did all the talking. “so looks like i’ll be starting liberty with you guys this year.” Hannah seemed relieved by my statement as she was quick to respond with a jokingly sigh “great I won't be the only new girl after all.” After she said that I felt my body loosing tension knowing that I wouldn't be completely alone. after some more talking Clay took Hannah home. I was getting ready for bed when a scrawny pale boy barged into my room, “ReALLy Y/N?! my best friend? we haven't talked since middle school and how could you not tell me you were coming to Liberty until right now today?! Why are you even coming to my school anyway I thought you loved it at your new school with your new friends” I sat next to clay on the bed “you know I’d like to rather not get into it, but know this Clay you have always been my best friend and you'll always be my family but I understand if you don't want me going to your school, I have no choice over that but I will leave you and Hannah alone.”  “oh shit im really sorry I didn't know it was that bad.” I didn't even need to give him the details and he already knew it was serious, he sat up and put an arm around me. “don't worry, you're my best friend of course I want you around.”

It had already been a couple of days of starting Liberty and I love it here, Hannah and I are joined at the hip and tho it may make clay jealous or uncomfortable or weird out or whatever I don't mind, im happy. I walked into the library to see clay tutoring a friend, a handsome friend, “hey Jensen you need a ride after school or are you gonna ride your bike? Hannah and I are going to the Mall before her shift so I really need to know. How rude of me, hi im Y/N.” I extended a hand out to Jeff and he shook my hand a tad longer than normal but I didn't mind. “ill take my bike, now can you leave we are doing something important here.” Clay said a tad more annoyed than I'd like but I got up and was on my way out after waving goodbye to the boys. “it was really nice meeting you.” I could hear Jeff say as I walked off.

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Jeff POV:

It was already hard to concentrate on what clay was saying, guess that's why I need tutoring, it instantly got harder once she walked in the library. It was like one of those movies where everything goes in slow motion as the hot character walks over to the main character, holy shit she is walking over here....and right up to Jensen? “No, you're not rude at all, its nice to meet you, im Jeff.” I didn't want to let go of her hand, that is until clay started to yell at her and with that she left with her answer. “it was really nice meeting you.” I yelled out and got some shushes but it was worth it to see her look back with a smile and wiggle her cute fingers. Clay on the other hand not so cute face, looked like he ate something sour. “ sorry about that, we've know each other since we were in diapers, she's like my annoying little sister the only difference is I can go to my own house when she gets too much.” he laughed a little too hard at that one. “I don't know clay she seems pretty cool, you shouldn't have yelled at her maybe she would've stayed longer,” again a sour look arose “ ugh that's the point, I didnt want her staying longer, anyways we have more important things to talk about if you want to pass your test, come on man.” we went back to the books but all could think about was Y/N and how was this there first time I've seen her. “hey how come I've never seen her before?” “because she's new, now focus.” “im serious man like what's her story?”

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Hannah and I were trying to find the perfect outfit for some party this weekend, that's the thing about Liberty High there is probably a party every weekend. “so just tell your parents that's your sleeping over at my house, if clay goes he can be the DD and my parents work so much they value their sleep so the won't be awake when we get back.” I kept talking as Hannah kept looking with such persistence  “I've never seen you this picky over clothes what's gotten into you Han?” “ I just really want to look good tonight is all,” “ooohhh is it boy? girl? Jensen perhaps ?” “its....someone..” she smiled and went to try on this super cute yet mature blue dress. 

we were in my room getting dressed when I got a text from clay saying he was already there. Hannah ditched the cute dress to go with something more casual and laid back. I went with a tee shirt dress and some white sneakers. We parked the car and made it half way past the lawn before getting intercepted by one Justin Foley accompanied by a Zach Dempsey. “hey Y/N you look nice, and so do you Hannah” Zach slurred. “well as unattractive as that is we are gonna go get a drink, come on Han, bye boys see ya around” I practically had to drag Hannah away from Justin. “what was that about? I didn't know y'all had so much in common, you want to go back?” I questioned Hannah laughing while walking through the doors. “no it was nothing just something about a class we both have, don't worry about it. lets find clay” we walk into the kitchen and see a half anxious clay with the handsome boy from the library. “hey you” I said to Jeff as I walked right up to him instead of clay,”you girls want a drink?” within a few minutes clay and Hannah were immersed in their own little world, luckily I had Jeff. we sat by the pool and it felt like nothing could touch us, “so how are you liking liberty?” we talked about baseball, school, our family, our likes and dislikes. we talked about our hopes and dreams and what we planed to do with our lives. I don't know if it was the alcohol or the opening up, maybe it was the music or the fact that he was so darn cute but I desperately wanted him to kiss me.

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Jeff POV: 

“all im saying Jensen is batman would win okay” “yeah well you're an idiot and obviously so wrong, superman would.” I went to get a refill when I saw Y/N coming trough the door. “you know things would be so much easier for me if Y/N would just let me and Hannah have some alone time.” “aren't you guys alone when you're at work?” clay paused “yeah man but that's work, we have to be professional.” all I could do was laugh “alright man ill keep Y/N occupied, really its my pleasure don't worry and you work your magic.” clay looked genuinely scared as he croaked out “wait what do I say?” “just don't mention batman vs superman and you'll be fine, here they come. You girls want a drink?” I tried asking Y/N about her time so far at liberty but she couldn't here me over the music so I brought her out to the pool. we sat there for what felt like hours with our feet dipped in the water as the music and wind was filling up the air. she had this incredible look in her eyes, they sparkled everytime she talked about something that she was passionate about and the way her eyes would sparkle the same way when I started talking as if I was the best story teller in the world. she was so inventive and an amazing conversationalist. she was shy but confident, I don't know exactly what it was but I desperately wanted to kiss her.

[angrylizardjacket]

i keep digging myself down deeper // charlotte&lola

Summary: Lola takes Charlotte to confront her mother after finding out that she lied about Lola’s dad’s death. Lola is plotting a murder. Charlotte is trying to fix her moral compass. They still end up in a graveyard.

A/N: tagging @misscharlottelee as always, and @local-troubled-writer . this made me so fucking sad folks. also i think lola is overall a better person in this au and im so sad about the main story too now. wrote it at work.

[run to paradise au]

“Take Charlotte,” Doc says, like it’s the easiest thing in the world, like he knows Lola’s on a knife-edge and can trust the younger woman to pull her back. He says it like he’s trying to throw a wrench in whatever malicious scheme she’s concocting that she thinks he doesn’t know about it. 

Take Charlotte. Unlike you, she’s good. Is what Lola hears, and it sets her teeth on edge. It could have been Tommy, but Doc knows better than anyone that Lola’s got that man wrapped around her little finger, though he’s the backup if Charlotte won’t go, because god knows Lola hates Mick enough to murder him on a trip out of state, and she and Nikki together will never do anything good. He could ask Vince, but that’s asking for trouble, and Vince has actually kind of settled down. Lola on a rampage is liquid heroin, and Vince is finally in recovery. So take Charlotte, somehow the only stable one of the lot.

“We’re going to pay respects to your dad, right?” Charlotte’s got a backpack full of clothes for if they stay longer than intended, and Razzle on her heels, offering to drive them both to the airport. Lola confirms. “And Doc doesn’t trust you?”

“No he does not,” Lola grumbles through her teeth, throwing a glance over her shoulder at Nikki, on the sofa wearing only his boxers, covered in scratches and hickeys.

“He’s a smart man,” Charlotte says with a smile, but Lola’s not matching her energy, just rolls her eyes. That being said, Lola’s at the very least grateful that Charlotte’s not walking on eggshells around her the way everyone else seemed to, Nikki notwithstanding, since she’d found out her father had died when she was nine, and her mother had lied about it to her, and she’d believed that he’d just left because she was a bad kid ever since.

But now she was out for revenge, had told Doc she’d just wanted to visit her father’s grave, but the moment she’d been given the go-ahead, she knew she was heading home to confront and kill her mother for everything she’d put Lola through.

When they get on the plane, Lola’s pretty sure she can see Razzle waving from the terminal, and when she points this out, Charlotte leans over her and waves back, despite Lola’s noise of disgust.

“Don’t be like that Lols, notice how I didn’t say anything about your hickeys and band aids on the way here? You look like you had a raccoon try and rip out your jugular,” Charlotte tells her with a smirk, sitting back before avoiding her gaze, “and I don’t think Nikki would give it up that hard if you were still really grieving, so what’s your real plan here?” Cutting straight to the point, she’s so unbelievably no-nonsense about it, seeing through Lola before Lola had even fed her a lie. Lola knows she could convincingly lie to Charlotte in a heartbeat, but it’s not worth the effort; either way she’d have to tell her.

“I’m gonna kill my mom,” Lola tells her under her breath, before smiling at the stewardess doing final checks, while Charlotte sits in stunned silence.

“You’re gonna murder her?” Charlotte matches her volume, though her voice is full of disbelieving rage. They haven’t even taken off yet. Lola hums in agreement. “What? Just gonna shoot her in the face? You don’t even have a -”

“A plan? Of course I do. I’m gonna burn her house down. With a flare gun,” Lola fires back easily, before adding, “shooting her is Plan B. Also with a flare gun.”

The flight is only a few hours long, and Charlotte spends it fuming in silence, not wanting to cause a scene on a plane, in the airport, or in the taxi to the hotel. There’s no words for the rage, for the betray, for the being an accessory to murder, and she’d probably fight Lola if the older woman didn’t have biceps the size of a rotisserie chicken.

Lola leaves, claiming to get dinner, and comes back with a greasy burger and a flare gun, and Charlotte wants to cry, wants to scream, wants to believe this is all a bad dream.

“You’re fucking kidding me,” is what she says, and Lola gives a patient smile.

“Charlie, please just remember she set me on fire,” and she puts the flare gun on the bedside table, puts her trash in the bin, and goes to bed.

Maybe Charlotte considers taking the gun and throwing it in the ocean. But she doesn’t. Deep down, she’s pretty sure Lola’s not capable of murder, enough that she leaves the gun there; it’s trust. Lola wouldn’t make her an accessory to murder. Probably.

“You’re only an accessory if you come,” Lola tells her over a room service breakfast, and Charlotte feels like she’s going to be sick, “go sight seeing, meet me at the airport,” she shrugs, “if the cops ask you questions, just play dumb, like you do every time they come looking for Nikki or Tommy.”

“You’re not going through with this -”

“I’ll be done by midnight,” Lola’s not usually so focused and sincere, seemingly trying to ignore Charlotte’s negativity.

“Please, Lols, don’t do this; don’t do something crazy that you’ll regret,” Charlotte almost begs her, and Lola’s teeth stretch into a snarl.

“So I’m only allowed to be crazy when it benefits you, right?” She snaps, finally, and Charlotte swallows hard, eyes going wide in surprise. “Because when we rock up to your cheating ex’s house and I’ve got a baseball bat, you can call me crazy and be proud -”

“I never called you crazy,” Charlotte says through her teeth, completely unprepared to handle Lola, who’s never actually lashed out at her before.

“No, Duff called me a psycho, and you believed him, didn’t you? But I was your psycho, wasn’t I, Miss Lee,” Lola’s voice turned cruel and mocking, “it’s okay if I’m a psycho so long as you can wind me up and point me in the direction of whoever you want fucked up -”

“After fucking everything we’ve been through, you’re gonna accuse me of just using you?”

“No,” Lola said easily, flipping from feral to collected with an almost terrifying speed, “we’re friends, Charlotte, I know this, I just don’t think you’re used to my anger not benefiting you.” Her lips twitch into a cool smile, “I think you forget that we’re very different people, Charlie; before I met you, I was blowing cops to get me and Nikki out of trouble every other week, and all that’s changed is that Nikki has started bribing his way out.” it almost seems like a point of pride, and Charlotte has no fucking idea what to say to that. “But sure, I can be crazy when we’re hurting the boy who broke your little heart,” she coos in a mocking falsetto, before her expression just turns cold, “but when it comes to the woman who abused me during my formative years and set me on fire, sure,” she rolled her eyes, miming screwing a lid on a jar, voice dripping with sarcasm, “I’ll put a lid on it, for your sake.” She spat.

“I’m sorry I don’t want you to commit fucking murder,” Charlotte blurts out, realising far too late that she’s crying, and Lola’s hard resolve instantly crumbles, “I’m sorry if it seems like I’m just, just, just using you for your anger, I didn’t mean to, I’m sorry,” and she’s just crying now, sitting in the hotel with her head in her hands, “obviously I don’t think you’re a psycho.”

“Yes you do,” Lola sighs, but it’s neither angry nor an accusation, its defeat, a label she’s worn for a long time finally spoken by one of the only people she actually respected, “and I am; there’s nothing you can do to help it.” 

“Please don’t hurt anyone, Lols, please,” Charlotte begs, and Lola heaves another deep sigh.

“Go home, Charlotte, go back to Razzle and pretend this was all a bad dream; I don’t want you living in my reality. You’re better than that.”

“You shouldn’t live in this reality; Lola, you’re scaring me, I’ve known you for half a decade, and for the first time,” Charlotte snifled, sitting up a little straighter and avoiding Lola’s dark gaze, “I’m fucking terrified, okay? You’ll go to jail for the rest of your life.”

“Small price to pay,” Lola shrugs, and Charlotte’s going from guilty to frustrated fast, but Lola’s voice turns hard, “go home, Charlotte.”

“No.”

“You’re not a felon,” Lola finally snaps, voice flat and angry, “you’re a romantic at heart with terrible taste in friends.” Finally, Lola stands, and Charlotte’s shocked into silence. 

“You’re the worst friend I’ve got,” it’s like it’s finally hit her, voice a little breathless, a little disbelieving, and Lola gives a wry smile.

“Now you’re getting it.” And she leaves. In the middle of the day. Leaves Charlotte alone and fragile in the hotel, off to do god knows what, possibly off to commit murder.

Charlotte calls Razzle; she’s never been scared of what Lola’s been capable of, maybe it’s that she’s never really thought Lola could commit murder, but now she’s afraid. The only thing that’s ever terrified Lola was her mother, and now, knowing what she knows, the truth about everything she’s been through, in some twisted way Charlotte can easily see how Lola’s made herself believe that the murder is just. Charlotte’s never known a killer, not really. Razzle reassures her over the phone, tells her that Lola’s just gone to blow off steam but that she’s got a good heart under all of it. She’s motivated by loyalty, not revenge. But then it hits them both; Lola’s mother besmirched her father’s name for years, the first person Lola ever truly loved and looked up to. The only man she’s been even more loyal to than Nikki is her father; and she’d kill for either of them in a heartbeat.

“I need to stop her,” Charlotte’s still got tear tracks drying on her cheeks when she sits bolt upright, phone still to her ear, “do I- should I call the cops?” She asks, and Razzle hesitates. It would be a betrayal that would send Lola spiraling further. 

“Go to her, you know you can talk her down; she loves you, she listens to you,” Razzle tells her, and when he says it, so sweet, so gentle, so self assured, she almost believes him, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” She tells him, before sniffling loudly, “wish me luck.” She tells him, feeling far more capable than she had minutes before; Razzle was good like that, was supportive like that, knew just what to say when Charlotte needed to hear it.

Charlotte knows the address that Lola was given, and heads there first, but the street is quiet, the house is quiet, and there were no signs of Lola to be seen. She drives for a bit down the road, heart beating in her throat, anxious and mind jumping to all sorts of terrible conclusions, but there’s no signs of any disturbance. Lola had been on foot, and had left only an hour and a half ago, she couldn’t have gotten far. 

At the end of the street, there’s a park, and Charlotte comes to realise that school must be on break, because it’s teaming with parents and children, and she searches, wonders, thinks she sees someone who looks a bit like Lola, but doesn’t stick around to make sure. That woman looks too old to be Lola. 

She checks bars and liquor stores and gas stations, and finally has a hit from a cashier who sold her two bottles of vodka, and the gas station attendant who had given her a pack of smokes, despite her having already gone through a quarter of a bottle in the half-mile between stores.

The only thing at the end of this street was a graveyard.

Lola’s wasted, unable to stand, sitting with her back against a faintly worn grave, mumbling to herself. 

“How could she do this to us, dad?” Is the first thing Charlotte hears from her, an angry growl. With one hand around the neck of a mostly empty vodka bottle, the other comes to forlornly pet the gravestone. Catching sight of Charlotte out of the corner of her eye, Lola’s entire expression crumbles, and for the first time in their whole sordid history, Charlotte watches Lola begin to cry. Angrily, almost defiantly, she searches her pockets, before pulling out a cigarette, lighting it.

“Dad,” Lola says to no-one in particular, looking out ahead instead of at her best friend, face scrunched with angry tears, “meet Charlotte,” she announces, and Charlotte’s words die in her throat; “Charlotte, meet my dad,” and she nods to the headstone she’s leaning against. 

“I thought -” Charlotte tries, but no words come to her.

“We’ve just been catching up,” Lola takes a long drag from the cigarette, coughing when she follows it with a swig of vodka.

“What happened?” Charlotte asks quietly, approaching like Lola was a wild animal. Lola grumbles something unintelligible, mostly under her breath, and Charlotte gingerly sits beside her.

“He was a really, really fucking good man,” Lola murmurs, forlorn, resting her head on Charlotte’s shoulder, startling the younger woman, who wasn’t quite sure how to deal with this situation just yet, “he would have loved them, Motley,” she clarified, and she takes another smoke, “he was always a huge fan of rock, always had the hair to match. Mom would call him a long-haired yahoo but it was never malicious, it just-” she was crying now, and she had to pause, “she would have loved them too, back then, but when he was gone, I think she just started hating everything that reminded her of him.” She pauses, taking another drink, her voice defeated when she finally spoke, “probably why she hated me so much." 

Silence, then;

"She has a kid.” Its the most defeated she’s ever sounded. Even Charlotte feels it like a punch to the gut. “She gets to play happy families, and I get to slowly dig myself an early grave,” she finishes her cigarette and immediately lights another.

“Lo, what happened?” Charlotte asked once more, and Lola turns to her, eyes bloodshot and mouth in a thin, unhappy line.

“Nothing.” It sounds like it hurts to admit, “because I’m not a psycho,” she says quietly, “I’m not gonna hurt that kid.”

“Your… sibling?” Charlotte almost winces as she says it, but Lola laughs in an almost disbelieving way, leaning her head back against her father’s gravestone.

“My little brother; Milo, I think. I didn’t stick around long… she doesn’t even know I’m here." 

Charlotte wraps her arm around Lola’s shoulder, pulls her in for a hug, and Lola melts into her, lets herself be pulled into hug, her head on Charlotte’s shoulder as she cries unashamedly. They sit on the grave of Lola’s father until it gets dark, wrapped up in each other, giving comfort and getting drunk, and there’s stories spilling from Lola that she’d never told anyone; happy times from before her shit got dark, before her father passed, stories she’d thought she’d forgotten. 

"Did you mean what you said?” Charlotte asks finally, voice fragile, vodka burning through her veins, “do you think I have bad taste in friends?” Lola contemplates for a long while before humming.

“I think you deserve better than me. And Nikki. I think you’ve got good friends, Peach and Eileen, they’re good friends,” Lola nods resolutely, “they wouldn’t drag you down to Boston just to argue with you and watch them chicken out on murdering their mom.”

“They don’t wanna murder their mom to begin with,” Charlotte agrees with a half laugh, her arm tucked into Lola’s, resting her cheek on Lola’s shoulder. Lola hums an agreement. Gently, she rests her head against Charlotte’s.

“I’m sorry, Charlie.”

They gaze out into the graveyard, tired, drunk, and world-weary beyond their years. Moments like these are a sharp reminder to Charlotte, of just how terrifying Lola’s world can be, and just how lonely she once was. The way Lola clings to the band, to Charlotte, it very suddenly made clear and perfect sense. 

“You’re not the worst friend I’ve got, Lols, not even close; you give a shit when it counts the most. About me, about our band-family; you give so much of a shit you’d kill for us. You’re probably the most loyal person I’ve ever met.” Charlotte tells her honestly, and Lola’s quiet, before sniffling loudly, and laughing.

“Stop it, Miss Lee, I promised Tommy I wouldn’t have a thing for any more of his family,” Lola jokes, but hugs Charlotte tightly as she squawks with horrified amusement. 

Its a considerable walk back to the hotel, but as Lola crashes onto the soft mattress of the bed, she feels worlds lighter than when she’d woken up.

[whateverittakestoavenge]

The Deserter (Part 3)

Pairing: Avengers X Stark!Reader

Part One Part Two

Tony Stark had spent the past month looking for his daughter. He had the whole team running facial recognition around the world, looking for her. Every time they thought they had a lead, Tony and Pepper would hop on a plane to bring her home. So far they had been to  Minnesota, Alaska, and Sweden.

Every time they came back heartbroken because it wasn’t her. Just someone who looked eerily similar.

Tony had considered making a big press campaign to find his daughter, Steve and Pepper had to talk them out of it. “Listen, Tony, she went into hiding for a reason, let’s try to find her on our own,” stressed the Captain.

His Fiancee had tried to soothe him but, it was of no use. The man was in absolute agony over his missing child.

“Pepper it’s been three years, she twenty now. My little girl’s all grown up. And I have no fucking idea where she is.” All the billionaire could do was cradle his head in his hands and take deep breaths. His daughter was out there somewhere, he just had to find her.

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Natasha spent three years thinking both Stark and his daughter were dead. And if she learned anything about Starks in the past two months, unless there is a body, don’t believe them to be dead.

She enjoyed looking for people. It took her mind off of the Thanos situation. She found Clint two years ago, staying in Japan under a pseudonym, and convinced him to come home. She was positive she could do the same thing for Y/n Stark.

Natasha had been conducting her own investigation into Y/n’s whereabouts. Tony had come back heartbroken every time, so she decided to find his daughter for him. She had used her various connections to try to find a lead. Natasha had been skimming through a crowd photo in Venezuela, that an ex-shield agent had sent her when she received a text message with coordinates from an unknown number.

35.6870° N, 105.9378° W, Y/N Stark’s Location

Natasha saved the coordinates and borrowed a helicopter. She was going to bring Stark’s daughter home. She didn’t tell Tony where she was going, as far as everyone was concerned, she was clearing her head. ---- Y/N hadn't stuck in one place for very long the past three years. She changed locations sporadically, leaving whenever people started to ask questions about her past.

She changed her hair color every new place she went to. She had an assortment of colored contacts to further alter her appearance. She didn’t need people to make connections. The only thing that she couldn’t change was the dark circles under eyes. They had become her signature trademark.

She was returning back to her small apartment in Santa Fe, after leaving to gather up supplies to move to a new location. The first thing she noticed upon entering her apartment was that her door was slightly ajar. She always locked her door when she left.

“Looters”, she thought to herself. The world was now full of them. She had come into contact with several over the years so, she tapped her father’s watch ready to scare them off.

When she was first on her own, the familiar whir of her dad’s technology made her reminisce on the past. She didn’t think about the past at all anymore. She didn’t think about the future. She didn’t think about anything except surviving. And now she was thinking about the thief in her home.

Y/n came around the corner with the iron gauntlet blaring, ready to scorch the thief. She was a little shocked to see who was sitting on the kitchen counter.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

“Nat! What the hell, h-how did you find me?”

“Y/N,” - she said as she scooted off the kitchen counter to embrace the girl, ”you have to come home.”

“I can’t.”

“And why not?”

“I just can’t, okay.” Y/N glanced around the room and took a deep breath. “I miss everyone, Nat. Really I do. I just can’t go back. I just can’t face everyone after what I did.”

“Y/n, we are gonna reverse this, trust me.” Natasha was only trying to soothe the young woman. She hadn’t seen the girl in four years and she was no longer a wide-eyed teenager, she was an adult who had to grow up too quickly.

“I know you guys are gonna try to fight Thanos again and what if you guys just make it worst. Nat, I saw so many people disappear outside my bedroom window and I-I-I can’t watch anyone else die. I don’t want to lose anyone else”

“Y/N, have you been on your own all these years?”

“I can’t get close to people anymore, Nat. Not after what happened”

“There is something you should know-”

“I mean, I don’t even think Pepper could look at me. I made her think I was dead. And if my dad knew that I abandoned Pepper, he would just be so disappointed” Natasha could see that Y/n was spiraling.

“Y/N,” Natasha demanded the young woman's attention, “he’s not dead.”

“What the fuck did you just say?” ----

Y/N had never been so still. The entire ride back to the compound she didn’t say a word. Natasha, never one for small talk, only giving her worried glances.

Y/N knew she was in the wrong. She was so upset over the people that she lost, she ran from the people she still had. Sure, she missed them and thought about going back every day, but they’ve would’ve called her a coward for running away. She couldn’t return, because she abandoned them, because they were brave and she was scared.

“Does he know you found me? Did he send you?” Y/N asked as Natasha descended onto the Helipad.

“He’s been looking for you, but I wanted you to tell him you were back. He needs to see it in person,” replied the spy.

Y/N was shaking as she exited the helicopter. She was terrified to see everyone, especially Happy, Pepper, and Rhodey. They mourned for someone was never dead. She would apologize to them later but there was sh=omeone she had to see first.

--- He was sitting in his lab staring at the wall. Friday interrupted his thoughts by saying, “Sir, you have a visitor.”

When Tony Stark turned around, a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

“Hey, dad,” said a voice he wasn’t sure he’d ever hear again.

When he saw his daughter he wanted to burst into tears. She was no longer the happy teen he last saw 6 months, no, three years ago. She was a young woman who had been through too much. He had noticed she had inherited the under eye circles from him. “She didn’t have those last time I saw her,” thought the man.

The Starks both ran to each other, meeting in the middle to embrace. Two people who had always hidden their emotions from others broke down together.  Once the tears had dried, the pair caught each other up on their time apart.

Tony was heartbroken after learning his daughter had migrated around the country by herself for three years. His daughter was equally mortified over learning her father was starving in a space a little more than a month ago. Although it was not said, all they could think was the time they had lost together.

“You should’ve gotten a chance at life. Not had to spend three years by yourself. I’m gonna fix this,” Tony assured his daughter.

“Dad, don’t.” Tony was not expecting to hear that reply from his daughter.

Y/N was about to finally voice her fears to her father. Whenever asked, Y/N would always say something like heights or spiders was her greatest fear. But in reality, her biggest fear was losing the one constant in her life. Her father. 

 “I watched you fly a nuke into a wormhole and ride a flying donut into space. Sit this one out. I can’t watch you put yourself in harm’s way again.”

What Tony never understood, was that he was her hero long before he was Iron Man. So, Y/N begged him to let it be.

“Dad, I love you, please don’t do this,” pleaded the young woman.

“Y/n I don’t have a choice. Peter died in my arms, everyone I was on that planet with died. And I come to find out three years have passed, and no one is able to move on.  We have to do something. I don't have a choice.”

“You always have a choice Dad,” she replied with a bit of anger dripping from her words. She didn’t want to be mad at him for trying to save the universe, again. But she was selfish. She didn’t want to have to hand him over again.

"When you can do the things that we can, but you don't, and then the bad things happen, they happen because of us,’ Tony’s choice of words gave the younger Stark a sense of responsibility that she hadn’t felt before.

“Ok…. Fine. But, I’m helping out too. I’ve been watching you guys from the sidelines for years now. It’s about time I get in on the action too.”

Hell Hath no Fury like Two Pissed Off Starks.

---

A/N so I’m probably gonna wait to finish this after Endgame comes out. Let me know how you guys feel the story is coming along!

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[laurens-lil-fics]

Love Hate Part 2 - Owen Grady x Reader

Summary: Owen seeks out an old friend before leaving on Claire’s rescue mission.

Word Count: 2674

Part 1

Warnings: Some cursing, some angst. Fluffy shit. Some spoilers!

Author’s note: I finally busted this one out! Decided to give it a fluffy ending since I think we all needed one. I really wanna write more family stuff in the future.

Owen remembered everything. Seeing Claire in front of his soon-to-be-cabin brought it all back to him. Those memories he’d been trying to hard to repress, him, Claire, the boys… (Y/n).

After Claire left him alone at the bar he sat there, alone with his thoughts as he had been for the past 3 years. He hadn’t seen (Y/n) since the incident.

Once they both had a moment alone he told her everything. How he felt, how long he had been feeling that way. Maybe it was the predator that had almost ripped them apart, but he wanted her to know. Maybe it would lead to something more.

But (Y/n) only stared at him in disbelief before standing and walking away. He couldn’t blame her, after the events prior of his confession of course she’d be too shaken up to respond. But even once they made it to the mainland she turned away from him when he approached her.

Owen didn’t know much about her, but he knew she was at least somewhat nearby. A quick google search with the help of the bar’s shitty wifi gave him an address to her work. It looked like she was working from home… at least she was keeping busy.

Finishing his beer, he paid his tab and left.

It was about a half hour drive to her place, and he knew it was the right address when he saw her outside, tightening the screws on the little sign outside.

(L/N) PRIVATE SECURITY AND PROTECTION.

Owen scoffed to himself and climbed out of his truck, alerting both (Y/n) and the large, black pitbull at her side.

“Closed for today, unless you have an emergency we’ll be open tomorrow at 10.” She called over her shoulder, focusing on her sign.

The pitbull slowly stood and approached Owen, taking him in as he approached. A low growl had Owen laughing sheepishly and raising his hands at the dog.

“Eaaasy, doggy. I don’t have any treats for you or anything…” He said, glancing at (Y/n) who was now watching him.

“Gimme a reason why I shouldn’t sick Stella on you right now.” She grunted, standing and tossing the screwdriver into the bag of tools at her feet.

“Would you believe me if I said I wanted to take you to dinner…?” He asked, letting down his guard once Stella turned to (Y/n).

(Y/n) kneeled beside the dog, gently cupping her slobbery cheeks while she ordered her to go to her kennel.

Owen noticed the nasty scars stretched across her left bicep and bit his lip.

The ACU squads were dropping like flies, the heart monitors on the giant screen in the control room were flatlining one by one. It was like something out of a horror movie.

Owen could hear the screams covering (Y/n) yelling for what was left of her unit to fall back. He watched her through her POV camera, how she fired at the Indominus to take it’s attention off the remaining squad members.

The Indominus swiped at her, her camera went black. Her heart rate skyrocketed and Owen felt his heart drop to his stomach when he heard her scream echo in the control room.

Her camera was broken but her headset mic worked just fine, so Owen could hear every last scream and grunt and prayer while he watched one of the last survivors attempt to drag her to safety.

With another scream the person carrying her was torn away from (Y/n). The last time he actually saw her was through a random body’s camera.

She was crawling under the thick, raised roots of a tree, pressing her hand to her mouth to stifle her sobs. The Indominus approached the tree, slowly lowering its head to peek under the tree.

(Y/n) sobbed harder and pressed herself into the tree, just out of the Rex’s reach.

Owen snatched the headset from Lowery, hoping (Y/n) could hear him as he spoke into the mic.

“(Y/n) just hold on! I’m coming for you, I’m gonna be right there, wait for me!”

(Y/n) didn’t really remember running out from under the tree. She just remembered somehow ending up at the waterfall with a tourniquet around the upper part of her left arm.

Owen remembered feeling his stomach twist into knots when the tree was vacant. Soon enough Claire pointed out her footprints, but that didn’t help the sinking feeling he was getting.

It was the same feeling he had right now when (Y/n) caught him staring at her scars.

“You come here just to look at the freakshow? Or are you actually here to take me out?” she asked, standing as Stella trotted off to her kennel.

Owen scratched at the back of his head awkwardly, shrugging slightly. “I mean, I wanna talk about some other stuff too, but we can talk about it over some steak… Or burgers? That’s all that’s really out here, huh?” he rambled on.

(Y/n) cocked an eyebrow at him, resting her hands on her hips. “So this isn’t about dinner…”

“No no, cmon. Let’s go, you know I’m buying.” he said, shifting under her gaze.

“I’m not going anywhere till you tell me what this is really about.” she insisted.

Owen sighed to himself, scratching the back of his head. “Look, you’ve heard about Claire’s hippy thing right? The Save the Dinosaurs campaign?”

(Y/n) rolled her eyes, turning to walk to her cabin. “I’m not donating to your girlfriend’s dead charity, Owen.”

Owen quickly grabbed her arm, turning her to face him. “I’m not asking for donations, and she’s not my girlfriend-”

“Remove your hand before I remove it for you.” She cut in, glancing between him and his hand.

Owen quickly pulled his hand back, resting it on his hips.

“She came to me asking if I’d go on this suicide rescue mission… But I need someone there that I trust if I’m gonna go through with it.”

“You’re not serious.” (Y/n) said, shaking her head at him. “This is some sad joke and you’re not actually asking me to go with you.”

Owen shook his head, sighing softly. “I wish I was. (Y/n) no one ever… ever had my back like you did. Despite your nagging and the fighting and yelling, you always had my back. If I’m gonna do this I need someone like that with me. Someone who I know I can count on in a tight spot.”

(Y/n) scoffed, looking him over. “No… fuck no… Im not going back, fuck no and fuck you for even asking me.” she began walking back to her cabin, only for Owen to grab her once again.

“(Y/n) cmon, if not for me then for Claire!”

“Yeah well fuck Claire too!” she snapped, turning and pushing him with all her might, managing to force him back. “You both ruined my life!”

Owen stayed silent, watching her collect herself before sitting on her porch steps.

“You both left me to die in that jungle…” She trailed off, unconsciously rubbing at the scars on her arms. “You can say as much as you want that you came looking for me… But you only came for the boys…”

Owen sat beside her, making sure to leave enough room between the two of them so she wouldn’t be uncomfortable. “I did come for you, (Y/n)... You had no idea how scared I was when you weren’t under that tree… I thought I’d lost you.”

(Y/n) smiled bitterly and looked up at him, brushing her hair behind her ear. “Then after everything was over, when I brought the boys back it was like I was invisible. To both of you. I never got so much as a thank you.

“I thought she and I were close, we respected each other… But you were the one she thanked when her nephews were back home, safe. I almost bled out in the jungle, cold and in pain to save those kids... No one ever acknowledged that.”

The two grew silent, both processing everything (Y/n) had just said.

Owen hated all the press he got after the incident. He hated being paraded around, being called a hero, it was all bullshit to him. He never realized through all that (Y/n) was made out to be a victim and nothing more.

“I bet Zack and Gray don’t feel that way…” Owen said, carefully moving closer to her. “Zack’s probably at college right now… Grey’s in high school… They probably think about you every day.”

(Y/n) smiled to herself and looked down at her feet, jumping when Stella ran from her kennel to join the two.

“Is that really the only reason you want me out there? To watch your back” she asked, glancing at Owen as the pitbull rested her head in (Y/n)’s lap.

Biting his lip Owen rested his eyes on Stella, who had been watching him like a hawk. “I wanted to see you again… At least if you said no I’d be able to see how you were holding up after everything. Maybe figure out why you never called…”

(Y/n) sighed softly, shaking her head as she spoke. “We always fought like cats and dogs… I felt like you just hated me cuz I bossed you around… A really weird day got even weirder when you told me how you felt.”

“I didn’t hate you,” he shook his head, carefully scratching Stella’s head, “I didn’t like getting bossed around, yeah… Maybe I did hate you, a little bit… But I didn’t wanna see you gone. You made the job worth it.”

(Y/n) smiled slightly and finally met his gaze.

A moment passed before (Y/n) sighed and looked down at Stella. “Lets go get that dinner… If I die out there I’m gonna be wined and dined before I leave.”

“So you’re comin then?” Owen’s lips quirked up into a small smile.

“You’ll die without me, Mr. Grady… When do we leave?” she asked.

“Claire says there’s a plane leaving tomorrow morning. I dunno if drinking’s the best idea…” he murmured, pulling the keys to his truck from his pocket.

“Then we better get started.”

“Maise… Maise you’re choking me…” (Y/n) wheezed, earning a soft whine from the young girl who was currently on her back with her arms around her throat.

“I got her…” Owen mumbled, carefully taking her off (Y/n) and cradling her in his arms. “Where should I put her?”

“She can sleep in my bed… It’s right down that hall, first door on the left.” (Y/n) mumbled, dropping her and Maise’s bag beside the door of her home.

Owen nodded, wandering off into the small cabin (Y/n) had called home. Maise curled up in his arms, humming in her sleep once he laid her in the queen sized bed. He took off her little converse and tucked her in, smiling softly as she started snoring.

Returning to the living room, he found (Y/n) laid out on the couch, a beer in one hand and her head in the other.

(Y/n) glanced up at him, tossing an unopened bottle his way and moving her legs off the couch.

He plopped down beside her and sighed deeply, opening the bottle and taking a swig, suddenly feeling a wave of exhaustion hit him.

The two sat in silence, sitting flush against the opposite ends of the couch, neither really knowing what to say.

“... Did we really have to let out the carnivores too…?” (Y/n) piped up, finishing her beer.

Owen stayed silent for a moment before snorting and chuckling, glancing at her as she pulled another bottle from the six pack beside the foot of the couch.

“You sure you’re fine looking after Maise…?”

“I feel like she’ll be safest with me, don’t you?” (Y/n) shrugged, watching Owen relax into the couch. “Besides… I wasn’t as high profile as you and Claire after the incident… No one would really think to look for her with me, right?”

Owen finished his beer and sighed deeply, nodding as he set his empty bottle on the nearby coffee table. “Yeah I guess you’re right… but say someone does come lookin for her-”

“You’ll be the first one I call.” (Y/n) cut in, giving him a slight smile.

Owen smiled back and turned to fully face her, draping his arm over the side of the couch.

“Yknow you were right…” he trailed off, taking the beer she offered him and nodding in thanks. “I woulda died without you.”

“If this is about the jungle… Anyone would have done that, Owen. If Claire were there she would-”

“But it wasn’t just anyone with me, (Y/n). It was you.” He interrupted, setting his beer on the coffee table and moving closer to her. “You carried my tranqued ass through the jungle… You got me out of there in one piece… Yeah, Claire could have done that, or Zara or Franklin. But they didn’t… You were there for me.”

A smile slowly broke out onto her features and (Y/n) looked down at her lap.

“I was an idiot. I didn’t really know what I wanted-” (Y/n) pressed her lips to Owen’s before he could continue. Owen slowly closed his eyes and leaned into the kiss, unable to mask his disappointment when (Y/n) pulled away a moment later.

“You were an idiot… But I was too. We shouldn’t waste anymore time tip-toeing around each other. I know what I want… Do you?”

Owen nodded eagerly and pulled her close, cupping the back of her neck with one hand and her waist with the other. Their lips met, clouding the rest of the world around them as Owen laid her back onto the couch.

(Y/n)’s beer clattering to the floor wasn’t enough to separate them, but the small patter of bare feet on the hardwood floor had Owen leaping off her.

“(Y/n) can I have a glass of water?” Maise asked, unaware of what had been going on in the living room prior to her arrival.

“Yeah! Yeah of course, sweetie. Lemme grab that for you.” (Y/n) scrambled off the couch and went to the kitchen, leaving Maise alone with Owen.

“How ya doin, kiddo?” Owen coughed, picking the forgotten bottle off the floor while Maise circled around the couch and sat down.

“I had a bad dream…” she frowned, her groggy state leaving her oblivious to the light tint to Owen’s cheeks. “I miss my grandpa.”

Owen frowned and set the empty bottle down before sitting beside her. He wrapped his arm around her small frame and gently rubbed her shoulder. “Hey now, you can stay up with me and (Y/n) if you want… I’m sure she’s got something we can watch until you start feeling tired again. Does that sound good?”

Maise smiled softly and leaned into him, eagerly nodding her head and thanking him.

(Y/n) returned with Maise’s glass of water and smiled, sitting on the opposite side of Maise and turning on the TV. “You guys mind if I scooch in here?”

Maise wrapped her arms around (Y/n) and rested her head against her chest and her legs on Owen’s lap.

The two adults stole a glance at each other, smiled, and looked back at the tv. Normally Owen would be upset about the interruption, but some some reason he couldn’t wipe the smile from his face. He had been waiting so long for (Y/n) to be in his life, now she was, along with an extraordinary little girl who already had his heart in her little hands.

All that was missing was Blue. She was somewhere out there. Maybe she’d come back, maybe she wouldn’t. If she did, Owen felt at peace knowing she would have a new family to come home to.

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Surprise

Summary: A chill day with your son, he tells you his daddy is gonna surprise you and you think nothing of it at first.

a/n: so im back!! ive been vv busy if anyone was wondering. my macbook charger also got chewed up by my dog so no laptop, writjng has been very hard. i cant type on app because it crashes and this mobile browser SUCKS. so heres a writing butlike.. I wanted to write something for Jasmine but like I ended up really wanting to write Dad!Shawn. Bc I’m ready so ready, areyouready????? BTW I HAVE MOBILE PERMALINKS IN MY DESCRIPTION NOW IM SO EXCITED

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“Mommy, suprise!” Your 2 year old yells out after giving you a kiss on the cheek when you picked him up to carry him. It sent you and Karen laughing. He has never said that before.

“Aaliyah taught him a new word.” Karen laughed and sat down on the couch. She brought Caden home on Saturday afternoon after his weekly Friday night sleep over at his Avó Karen and Vovô Manny’s. You and Shawn taught Caden how to say Grandpa and Grandma in Portuguese, which made your in-laws very happy. They watched him on the days you had to work. And on Fridays, Caden slept over at his Avó Karen and Vovô Manny’s. 

“How is she?” You ask, sitting beside her. This was a weekly Saturday afternoon thing for you and Karen, catching up with each other. Letting your son play with his toys on the carpet in front of the couch. Aaliyah decided to go to University of California in Berkeley. Very long ways from home, but she loved San Francisco, which was like thirty five minutes from her apartments. 

“She’s happy to be home,” Normally, you would always see Aaliyah every time she came home from California. But you have been busy with work and Caden that you haven’t gotten the chance to. “We hear rumors from her best friend that she’s got an American boyfriend.” 

That was Karen and Manny. All of Shawn and Aaliyah’s friends loves them. Even if Shawn or Aaliyah was halfway across the continent, or even the world, their friends always talked to them. Karen and Manny knows everything that is going on with their children’s friends, not hearing it from their children, but hearing it from the friends themselves that updates them. 

“Shawn’s gonna love that.” Emphasizing on love.

Karen laughs again, “I can already tell.”

Even if Aaliyah was already in her second year of College, Shawn still disliked the idea of her getting a boyfriend. When she bought her first boyfriend home, Shawn scared the poor boy off. In his defense, Aaliyah was only 17. But in her defense, you and Shawn were 17 when you started dating. Because of that, if the two of you had a baby girl, she would probably get married at sixty. 

“What did you do at Avó and Vovô’s yesterday?” You ask, standing near the floor to ceiling windows, drinking tea while your son was playing with his cars on the floor.

“Uhm,” He replied, not giving any less attention to his toys. “I saw Daddy.” He said in his cute little voice. It always amazes you how smart this kid is and how much words he says. Not thinking much of what he said, you figured that Shawn probably FaceTimed his parents. 

“Yeah, what did Daddy say?” You missed Shawn dearly while he was promoting his new album. Sooner or later, he’s gonna be gone for tour again. 

“I dunno,” Caden blurted his answer your question, he was too focused on his toy cars to care about your question.

“Daddy’s gonna come home soon, you know it?” You smile at your 2 year old. You knew he misses his Dad, but you knew he doesn’t have the concept of soon.

“Yes!” He yelled. “Daddy’s gonna come home latuh.” 

“No, Cadence,” Mentioning his full first name. Shawn wanted to name him something to do with music and you weren’t even sure what cadence means, you got lost when Shawn was explaining it to you. But you did like the name. “Not later. Soon though.”

Caden didn’t give you any attention after that, kids whenever they were distracted. You stared out the windows of the house that you and Shawn built after you got married. Both of you definitely wanted to start a family with kids in mind, and Shawn’s pretty condo in Downtown Toronto wasn’t the place you wanted to raise your kids in. It was obviously decided the house to be in Pickering, close to Downtown Toronto and both of your parents. It’s a gorgeous 5 bedroom house with a spacious kitchen, big backyard, a basement for Shawn’s ‘mancave’, and a lot more. You joke around about living the American dream in Canada a lot. 

“Mommy, surprise!” Caden yells and hands you his toy car. It was such a cute gesture that your heart melted.

“Oh, thank you, honey.” You messed with his curly waves that was just like Shawn’s. If he saw this, he would be so happy.

You missed Shawn dearly. He’s been gone for a month, going to different places every other day. A phone call at least once a day if he’s not busy. A FaceTime if he’s on the bus or in a hotel room. He still has a month left before the promo ends, then he’s going to tour soon after that. You and Caden are hopefully going on tour with him for a short time, your little boy isn’t really fond of traveling.

You missed Shawn so much you couldn’t help but talk to your son. “Caden, I miss your daddy. Do you?” 

“No,” Caden looks at you for a second and goes back to playing with his toys. He looks so much like Shawn, except Caden got your nose and face shape. You and Shawn knew he’s gonna be so good looking. 

“I see daddy yestuhdey.” You laugh at how he said yesterday, but in the back of your head, you thought that maybe Shawn is in town and Caden did see him. You shrugged the idea off since it was quite impossible. 

You stare out the window, watching the few cars pass by. You knew whose car each one of them were since they live in the neighborhood. You spot Aaliyah’s car and got excited as her car turned the curb to get to your house. You moved away from the windows to go to the kitchen to make Aaliyah coffee. As you walked past your son, you gave him a kiss on the forehead, telling him that his Auntie Liyah is here. 

You got the Keurig heating up when you heard the front door open and close shut. Your heart skipped a beat, being so excited to see your sister-in-law. You figured that she let herself in, which you don’t mind at all. It was just Aaliyah. 

 You were very surprised not to see Aaliyah standing in the living room, but found Shawn instead. He had Caden in his arms. He put Caden down once you were standing in front of each other. You couldn’t say anything aside from jump on him and give him a hug. Almost knocking him over because you caught him off guard. 

“Oh,” Shawn chuckled while he had you in his arms. He had been missing you and Caden a lot. Shawn had a week off all in all, due to something happening in the cities he was gonna go to. It was only a few hours plane ride to Toronto, he couldn’t help but go home. “I missed you too.” He put you down on the ground after a tight hug. 

“What? How are you here?” You watched him as he picked the now sleepy Caden up. Caden putting his head on his daddy’s shoulder. 

“I’ll explain later.” Shawn gives you that jaw dropping smile. You missed him so much.

Shawn whispered something into your son’s ear that you couldn’t hear, it made Caden lift his head and yelled, “Surprise, mommy!” Caden is like Shawn’s carbon copy. They both had this goofy smile on their faces. You figured out why Aaliyah taught your son the word. 

“You two are too cute. Come here, give mommy a kiss,” You smile at two of your favorite guys in the whole world. 

 Caden pouting his lips and leaning in to give you a sound and wet kiss. “Mwah,” he makes the noise every time he gives a kiss. It was too cute, you couldn’t help but giggle. 

Shawn leaned in to give you a quick smack. He wanted to kiss you longer, but your son was present. Caden was also impatient and sleepy, wanting his daddy to put him in bed for nap time. Shawn happily agreed to. 

 Once Shawn put your son in bed, it was time for the both of you. All cuddled up on the couch, John Mayer softly playing in the background, you guys caught up on everything that wasn’t mentioned in the calls. 

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*sing song vc* this is soooo lateeee! wow, amazing, spectacular. if i keep going at this rhythm, i’ll be late to my own funeral gosh. anyways, ‘ello lovelies. i’m summer but pls call me sums ( bc i love sums of money amirite? ) so if you didn’t notice, i’m the worst person and don’t come ‘n tell me that i didn’t warn you guys. so below this little line here is gonna be a battlefield aka elias’ life. so i hope you enjoy this total chaos.

elias ceryl rahal was born in the cold winter of ‘94. in the small town of platsburg, near the border the canadian border, elias took his first steps. he lived in a house where soup was a regular meal and naps were an often occurence, to sleep the hunger away. his father, ahmad rahal, worked at night, in those big trucks, digging the snow off the streets while his mother, sara, was a cleaning lady for the houstons. for young eli, home smelt like ajax and cigarettes. at the mere age of five, elias knew the trip from his grandma’s to home by heart, in which he walked alone everyday. his mother dearest was working during the day, while his father slept, so he had to spend his summer months at jida’s house. she thought him everything he knows. from baking to reading. for the few hours his grandpa was awake, he’d tell stories about the indo-pakistani war. with hungry eyes, the raven boy would listen, until the elder couldn’t speak anymore. at six pm, the boy would take his small spongebob backpack and head home. his life was a endless cycle. 

at age six, elias made it to school. it was small and local. people often doubted the teachers and their lessons. but eli liked it. he didn’t have to stay home where the smoke clogged his lungs nor where the toxic products tickled his nose. but it wasn’t quite the paradise at school. kids would pick him because of his weird food. while they had white bread sandwiches, elias ate his smelly keema. no matter how many times the boy told his momma he wanted red sauce spaghetti, he still had to eat samosas. but he didn’t let the mean classmates get to him. he’d continue his way and absorb everything mrs. teacher had to tell. and when he went back home. he’d take his time doing homework, since he didn’t have a lot of pages to colour or letters to trace. he didn’t like when his dad had to leave, he always said a bad word while doing so. often directed towards mama. but what elias hated more than everything was his saturdays. his dad was home all day, which meant violent movies and his friends coming over. they weren’t nice either. they asked eli to stay in his room. 

as he grew up the mean words started to hurt a little more. and when momma tried to get away, his grip left little nail marks on her skin. when she put elias to sleep, the eight year old would notice and kiss the little bubus knowing it would make it better. after all, momma told him that his kiss was magic. but one night papa slaped momma. in front of him! elias didn’t know how to react, he only saw those types of gestures on tv. his heart stopped for a while and tears brimmed his eyes. it was like the three of them were on pause. nobody moved they just looked at each other. but it was okay because papa apologized and the next day took eli to see one of his big trucks. they were enormous! they scared him a little but he was curious and wanted to know how they worked. 

elias was fourteen when he started running. not only he was on the track team but a girl had kissed him! she had stolen his magic kiss! it was easy to say that the teen got mad and slapped the girl, just like papa did to momma sometimes. he got sent to the principal, they told him it wasn’t right. but he didn’t understand, papa did it too! although, he didn’t tell them about that and just nodded. when his mom picked him up she was furious. so so mad! she started crying because she was enraged. she told him that she didn’t want to see that again. never. everytime he wanted to slap a girl, he imagined his momma and didn’t do it. he’d never hurt her. 

the situation at home just got worse. as he opened the door to his house, grey smoke surrounded him. but it didn’t smell like cleaning products anymore. just like alcohol and not the rubbing kind. but one night, elias will forever remember, he was sixteen and a half. he was up late doing chemistry homework when his father came back home. he started screaming about he lost his job and that it was their fault, that if he didn’t have a wife or a child, he’d have much more money. he’d slapped sara, again and again and again. elias didn’t hear it, he had headphones on, bohemian rhapsody playing while he wrote endless formulas. he didn’t notice anything until someone slammed his door open. he jumped on his wooden chair and looked towards his father. it was the first time he had seen such hunger, hunger for destruction. his knuckles were bruised and his eyes were wild. he pounced on elias. but the boy was quick, he got away. with his wallet on his back pocket he ran out of the house. not before seeing momma’s body on the floor. sleeping. or that’s what he thought. his legs lead him to the pizza delivery place. where he was a driver. the keys to the car were attached to his pants. without a second thought, he jumped on the vehicle and drove. he drove until his hands were sore and the gas ran out. 

that’s how he became a felon. he had stole his first of countless cars. from then on, he’d hang around the garage. it was his cousin’s. well distant cousin. he lived a few miles away from the big apple. elias made the other swear secrecy on his whereabouts. he know his father was looking for him. but the boy barely spoke and was discreet. he worked at the garage by day and dragged raced at night. winning money for himself. soon enough, he’d know how to fix a car like you know the alphabet. he knew how to drive a bus, a motorcycle. anything that came in and out of the garage. the boy also read books, about everything. and it looked like he knew just as much. racing became an addiction, running away from the cops was second nature and scheming plans for auto theft was like one plus one. 

for a while, elias worked for a gang. they weren’t small but they weren’t big. nothing compared to encantado. but he did learnt how to fly. planes and helicopters. it wasn’t too hard when all you had to do was to sneak into uni classes and read endless books about it. he loved to leave. sometimes he’d disappear for days and comeback with more money that when he left. he raced until he got to new york. where he committed his first and last error. he ran so fast, into a car. adriana verissimo’s car. next thing he knew. he was in debt towards the woman and was recruited into the organized crime association. 

THIS IS SO LONG JESUS CHRIST! IF YOU READ THIS IM NOT EVEN FUCKING KIDDING GO TREAT YOURSELF. PLEASE. JUST GO. ITS ON ME. ANYWAYS. IDK IF THAT WAS TOO DEEP OR NOT ENOUGH BUT PLS LOVE MY BABY AND I DOWN!!

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Fall || Justin Huang ~Song-Fic~

Somewhat of a warning: Slight Angsty, and very long

~Enjoy~

Well, let me tell you a story About a girl and a boy He fell in love with his best friend When she's around, he feels nothing but joy

Justin's POV (5 years old)

I was walking towards the park with my mom, I couldn't wait to see princess y/n. As we got closer I saw her sliding down the slide, I then ran towards her. "Y/n! Y/n!" I didn't watch where I was going and the next thing I knew I tripped over a rock. I landed on mud, I sat up and looked up to see y/n running up to me. "Justin are you okay!?" I gave her a huge smile and a nod, telling her I'm alright. "Justin you're all dirty, now you can't get a hug." Y/n started to back away seeing me full of mud. I started to pout, I really wanted a hug from princess y/n. "Can I have a small hug, I like your hugs." I told her while I still gave her a pout. She shook her head and walked back to the slide. I huffed and crossed my arms, I really wanted the hug. I got it! I should sneak up behind her and hug her. I smiled widely at my idea, it's the best idea yet. I got up and shook some of the mud off and started to sneakily walk behind y/n. I couldn't stop myself from giggling. My giggling made y/n turn around and spot me right behind her, but it was too late I wrapped my arms around her and brought her into a bear hug. "Justin! You're all muddy" she kept telling me to let her go. I just couldn't she was so cute and I love her hugs. "No never I need to hug the princess." I gave her the biggest smile I could ever give her. After that we decided to play around, we ran around the park, I pushed her on the swings and held her hand around the whole park. "Justin! Y/n! It's time to go." I could hear mine and y/n's mom scream for us. I didn't want to leave so soon, I didn't want to leave my princess all alone, she needs me, her knight to save her from bugs, to tie her shoes and to stop her from tripping on anything. We walked hand in hand towards our moms. "Justin come on we have to get home, let go of y/n's hand, you can play with her tomorrow." I didn't want to let go of her hand even if my mommy made me. "No mommy I can't leave princess y/n all alone, I'm her knight she needs me to protect her." I took y/n in for another hug, I give her a huge smile, she's the one that can make me smile. We kept hugging until my mommy takes me from the hand and walks off. I turn and wave at y/n and give her one last smile, till I see her tomorrow. "Bye princess, I'll see you tomorrow!" Y/n screamed something back, but I didn't get to hear it. I pouted and kept walking home with my mommy. I can't wait to see y/n again tomorrow.

Did you know that I loved you or were you not aware? You're the smile on my face And ain't going nowhere I'm here to make you happy, I'm here to see you smile I've been wanting to tell you this for a long while

Justin's POV (10 years old)

"Justin! Let's go we'll be late!!" Y/n took my hand and ran towards our school. Once we got there, she lead me towards our classroom. When we walked in these two guys were just staring at us, as if we were their next prey. I didn't have a good feeling about them, but I let it slide since y/n was talking about something that happened last night. As the days passed the two boys became weirder and weirder, I never let y/n stay close to them for a long time. As long as I'm by her side those two won't do anything, but one day I wasn't there to help. It was like any other day, y/n dragging me to school and towards the class room. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary until I had to leave her to make up a test during lunch. Once I finished that test and walked out of the class I saw the worst thing in front of me. Y/n getting bullied by those two guys in our class. I ran and pushed one of them away, and kicked the other one. I was about to help a almost crying y/n, but one of the guys grabbed me and pushed me to the side. I regained balance after with that I pushed the guy away one more time and hit him as hard as I could. "You don't mess with my y/n." I took her hand and walked away with her. She wasn't smiling nor laughing and my heart broke then and there. I hated seeing her like this, I always took time to make her happy and seeing her smile. I made it my mission to make her smile, I dragged her towards the cafeteria. I made her sit down as I tried to think of a plan. I went up to her and started to tickle her, she started to giggle bits by bits. "Stop...Justin...tickles...hurt" y/n said between her laughing. "There's the smile I was looking for, it looks quite beautiful on your face." I looked up to see her cute blushing self, but my mission wasn't quite done yet. I will promise to make her happy and keep her smiling forever. I never make you cry, I've promised to make you happy why don't you see that...

Well, I can tell you're afraid of what this might do Cause we got such an amazing friendship and that you don't wanna lose Well, I don't wanna lose it either I don't think I can stay sitting around while you're hurting babe, so take my hand

Justin's POV (15 years old)

Today will be the day, after years of holding my feelings, I decided that I should confess. I thought of many ways to confess, I couldn't just say it to her like it was nothing. I had the perfect plan at the end, I'll take her towards the garden, to a cute spot with a bench and confess. I had everything planned out, I just didn't know if she'll say yes. Walking to school with her like it was any normal day. "Justin, we're best friends right?, so would you be the best friend you've ever been and help me confess to this one guy?" I sighed, friend zoned once again. I guess the confession will have to come another day. I smiled at her and nodded "yeah I'll help, who's the guy?!!" Y/n smiled and dragged me to this hallway full of kids and she pointed at the guy. "Him right there" I looked at him and saw Seokyu, he's a year older. I looked at y/n, she must really like that guy, she was smiling so widely looking at him. I couldn't just stay here and see this happening, "so are you gonna help me?" I looked at y/n and as much as it pained me I nodded. Later trough the day y/n told me how she got Seokyu to meet her after school, so she can confess to him. I wasn't actually listening, I was mostly thinking of ways to get this crush on her to leave. It was the end of the day and it's around the time y/n was planing on confessing to Seokyu. I went to the back of the school to see her and Seokyu talking. Y/n took out a letter, that said how she felt, and gave it to him. I could see she was nervous as he read the letter. I don't even have to know what he said, to know that y/n got rejected. Seokyu said a few last words to her before he walked away. I saw y/n almost begin to cry, she must have really liked him to almost cry over him. I couldn't bare to see this any longer, I walked towards y/n. I was in front of her and I sticked out my hand for her to grab. "He wasn't worth it, want to go get some ice cream with me?" with that she took my hand. I'm worth it though why don't you see me...

Well, did you know you're an angel who forgot how to fly? Did you know that it breaks my heart every time to see you cry Cause I know that a piece of you's gone Every time he done wrong I'm the shoulder you're crying on

Justin's POV (17 years old)

I was laying in bed, having a lazy day. I was going to call y/n to know if she wanted to hang out, but she told me she was going on a date today. She was going with this guy from our class, I didn't like him at all, he was a douche and an ass. I don't know what y/n sees in him, how come she doesn't even notice me. A couple of hours passed, I looked at the clock to notice it's the time y/n's date was already going on. I didn't have anything to do, I then got the idea of having a small movie marathon. I went to the living room and turned on the tv, I headed towards the kitchen to make myself some popcorn. Right when I put it in the microwave my door bell rang. I didn't know who would come to my house at 9 at night. I went towards the door and looked through the peep hole to see y/n outside in tears. I opened the door instantly and brought her into my arms. "What happened, why are you crying, did he do something to you?!" I pulled away just to have her face to face to me. I thought of ways to make her happy again, seeing her cry broke my heart. I never want her to cry, ever. I made her come in and sit on the couch, right then the microwave went off, I went to get the bag of popcorn. Movies will probably cheer her up. I went back to her, only to see her still crying. I sat the popcorn down and brought her into my arms. "It's alright, im here for you, what happened princess?" I didn't want to let go of her, seeing her like this I just had to do something. She never said anything but her sniffling was all that could be heard. We stayed like that for a while till her crying went down. I pulled back a bit and wiped her tears away. "Don't cry for a guy like him okay, there's more guys out there for you." I could be that guy for you...

What's gonna make you fall in love? I know you got your wall wrapped all the way around your heart Don't have to be scared at all, oh, my love But you can't fly unless you let yourself, You can't fly unless you let yourself fall

Justin's POV

After years of loving y/n, I can't stand seeing her be let down. I've always been there for her, through it all, all the ups and downs. I'm here just laying in my bed thinking of ways to get her to notice me. For her to notice me for something more than just a best friend. I called her earlier to meet me at the park at 7pm today. I wanted to take her to a few places before I confessed my feelings. I looked at the time it was just 6:50pm, I stood up and walked towards the front door. I put on my shoes and walked out, I started heading towards the park. I smiled at the memories we had there, I noticed y/n walking just ahead of me. I caught up to her, "It's a beautiful day isn't it" she then looked at me and smiled. "Hey Justin, yes it is a beautiful day" I couldn't help but smile at her, she looked so pretty. "Remember when we were around 5, I tripped on a rock and got mud all over myself" y/n started giggling "oh...I..do..remember that" I chuckled. "Yeah, I wanted a hug from you but you didn't want to give me one, so I decided to sneak up behind you and back hug you." I smiled thinking of the memory, I looked to the left and saw that same slide y/n went down that day. "You got me all muddy after that" y/n pouted, while I chuckled at her cute expression. I took her hand we weren't gonna go to the park actually, I was gonna take her to lots of places. "Justin!! Where are you taking me? You said we'll be at the park." I didn't say anything but just headed towards our elementary school, that's just a couple streets away from the ice cream shop, that I was also planning to take her to. Once we got close to the elementary I held y/n's hand tighter. "Remember back then when I saved you from those two bullies" she doesn't even have to respond for me to know the answer of that. Just with her body movements I knew she remembers that day. "You don't have to answer, I don't like that day either, I made a promise to always be by your side trough all the bad...but that day wasn't like that. I'm just glad I came to your aid at the right time. I even made you laugh right after, that was the good thing of that day, seeing your smile." I felt her tug at my hand, I looked at her. "I'm glad you came in and saved me that day." She gave me a smile, I'm glad I saved you too y/n. I began walking with her beside me yet again. We were heading towards the ice cream shop. The same place I took her after that rejection she had. We walked in and I bought her favorite ice cream. We sat down at a table and had a small conversation about school, which then also reminded me of that one day. "Y/n remember that day you confessed to Seokyu" she put her head down. "Yes I remember that day, he rejected me and told me I would find some better guy." She sighed, yeah I could be that guy. "After that I treated you for ice cream, at this ice cream shop remember." She smiled and nodded, we stayed here for a while until we finished our ice cream. "Come on let's go, I got somewhere I need to take you." I grabbed her hand once more and headed towards my house, there's this beautiful garden behind it, I had been hiding that place from her. I wanted to confess to her there. As we got close to my house I looked at her. "Remember that horrible date of yours, that made you come to me" she huffed at the mention of that date. "I do, he was so rude, and I told him that so he went off on me... so I decided to come to you." We passed my house by now, we headed towards the back. Once we got there I opened these bushes that lead to a big tree full of flowers. I took her hand and lead her under the tree. I turned to look at her right in the eyes. "Y/n, I've been there for you, trough the hard times and the good ones. I hated seeing you be sad, it broke my heart all the times. I waited for you to notice me for years, and today I've gotten enough courage to confess my feelings to you. I’ve fallen in love with you and I can’t help but love you more and more daily. Will you y/n be my princess?”

But if you spread your wings You can fly away with me But you can't fly unless you let your... You can't fly unless you let yourself fall I will catch you if you fall I will catch you if you fall I will catch you if you fall If you spread your wings You can fly away with me But you can't fly unless you let your... let yourself fall

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I accidentally hit a parked car and there is a lot of damage to my car (paint, door won't open) and minimal damage to the other owner's car (slight tear on rubber bumper) how much will my rates rise?""

Insurance on a Mitsubishi Eclipse?

Hey. Im looking at a 2000 Mitsubishi eclipse and i was curious as to how much the insurance could possibly be? Im also looking at a 1998 one. Im a 16 year old , female w/ progressive.""

What's the best option for changing cars and insurance?

Ok so I got my Service/MOT, Insurance and Road tax at the end of the month, I've been driving for 1 year now and touch wood I wont crash by the end of the month to get my 1st year no claims. I currently have a Renault clio 1.2 However in about 6 months I would like to change to a Audi A3 1.6 as my insurance will be cheaper with the 1 year no claims. (Had to get a 1.2 for the 1st year as Insurance would be crazy) I am currently getting quotes from Admiral and Diamond insurance for a annual fee of about 670 or Monthly installments that come to 1000, so Ideally I will just pay the full year off. But as I said in 6 months ill change cars and by the time Ill sell and buy a new car there could be 2 months where I'm not even driving, and don't want to pay for insurance for not even driving about. I can't find on these dam insurance sites about if i can put my insurance on hold (Admiral). Not sure if I will get charged if I put it on hold or not, as all these insurance company's are very sligh. and Should I pay the Road tax for the whole year or just the 6 months? Also what's the best place to buy/sell cars? ebay / auto trader? (I bought mine from the Motorline Renault garage)""

How much will my auto insurance cost?

Just bought a new car. im 20 years old and am a student in pennsylvania. iv had two tickets in the past 3 years for going 15 over. my credit score is 700. any guesses?

How much does it cost to repair a small dent?And also insurance question/?

well i have two questions... how much does it cost to fix a small dent maybe 8 inches in diameter no paint scratches. Im really mad this happened to me this guy who is a complete jerk said i hit his car which i did but he claims it was in the back of his car where the dent is located but i barely tapped it on the front door not the back while i was trying to get out of some dudes parking spot. Also my other question is will insurance cover it if insurance is under my dads name but the car is under my name? we live in evansville indiana. and i think it is farmers insurance.

Is having health insurance and Homeowner's insurance a sin in Islam?

In the US, Obama just passed his new healthcare bill that requires all Americans to get health insurance, and fines them a penalty if they refuse - but Muslims are exempt from this because they said that having health insurance is not allowed in Islam. Is that true? If so, what do you do when you get sick....how do you pay for the medical treatment? Also, the news mentioned that having homeowner's insurance isn't allowed either...but here in the US, you can't get a mortgage unless you get homeowner's insurance. I mean, if you didn't have it, and say, your house burned down, you would loose everything. Do most Muslims who live in the US have insurance anyway, even if it isn't allowed?""

Liability insurance rates?

I am trying to figure out what it will cost me to have liability insurance on my company. I am the only employee. I only need it to setup a stand on occasion at different locations. I don't know what a general rate would be, so if anyone could give me an idea, that would be great.""

""Which car would you prefer? 2006 Volkswagen rabbit, 2006 toyota corolla, or a 2006 honda civic?

which do u think would be a suitable car for a university student and cheap on insurance and gas.

Need help with insurance?

ok im getting my first car and im 17...i live with my mom and step dad. my mom cant get a licence because she has seizures and my step dad cant get his back until next year. since im under eighteen can i get my own insurance or do i have to be put on someone elses and if not will it cost a lot since im a new driver and a teenager? please help!

""What are my options for car insurance, being a US resident who is taking classes in British Columbia?""

I am a student at Trinity Western University in BC, Canada. My current car insurance company will only cover me through March since I am in Canada and I am finding it hard to find an insurance company that will cover me. I am trying to avoid at all cost having to get the government-issued BC car insurance because I probably wouldn't be able to afford school (it is ridiculously expensive). Anyone have any ideas?""

Cheap car insurance for 17 year old?

Hi, I have just passed my driving test and need to insure my car. When I had a provisional licence, my insurance was 550 a year, but now the cheapest I can find is 1850 a year now I have passed! The insurance company I was with only covers learners. Anyone know where I can get cheap insurance? I have tried all the comparison sites. Should my dad insure it and put me on as a driver? Thank you.""

How can I lower my car insurance?

I have a 2010 Chevy cobalt LT. I pay $420 a month for insurance! I understand I'm 21, and it's a sports car. But I've been driving for 5 years, I've never got in a crash nor gotten any tickets. Why could this be? I know lots of younger people with much more expensive cars but they don't pay nearly as much.""

MG ZR 1.4 Car Insurance for 18 years old boy?

Hello Im 18 years old just passed my Test. My dad have MG ZR 1.4, his insurance ends in september and he would liekl to add me to his insurance, can he add me only for that couple of months? Does any one know any good insurance companie that is cheap and how much it cost to insure me for that 5-6 months ?. Thanks!""

How can our teen get health insurance in California?

He's 19 and a part-time student. so he no longer qualifies for our Kaiser Permanente coverage. We seemed to have missed the deadline to cover him by COBRA. In a few months he'll be taking full-time classes again, so he can go back into Kaiser, but knowing him he'll catch the flu or Dutch Elm Disease or something just to bug me. Is there any affordable way to get him covered for the next few months? Would he qualify for Medi-Cal (Medicaid)?""

Do you need car insurance to visit on a army base?

Well I am going to visit my friend on the Fort Lewis, Washington army base. and he is saying I need car insurance? Well my coworker said no but if you do get pulled over on base without car insurance the ticket is double. So do I need it to go on base? I will only be there for three days. Thanks.""

How do i get affordable health insurance in new york?

I make 40k a year but i live in nyc so i cant afford a standard plan. Just need for myself 37 yr old male Thanks

Where i can i find affordable eye insurance? is it worth paying monthly in comparison to the $$ at checkout?

Where i can i find affordable eye insurance? is it worth paying monthly in comparison to the $$ at checkout?

Rough estimate of my car insurance cost?

24 year old male, no accidents/tickets, 2010 bmw 3-series or 2010 audi A4 With that in mind, what's a rough estimate of what the car insurance would cost?""

Health insurance question?

I would like to go to the doctor but i don't want my parents to know about it. i have an insurance from my father's work. Will they know about me going to the doctor, since i will use the family's insurance?""

Do I need to add my unborn baby to my health insurance before I deliver?

I'm not due until May 19 but I read in a book that if you choose to add your unborn child to your health insurance, you can. But no one can tell me for sure if I need too. Open enrollment for my insurance isn't until September of next year, after my baby is born. What do I need to do?""

""Before Obamacare, my health insurance premiums were stable...?""

...this year they went up 17%. How can this be, if Obamacare was supposed to make everything more affordable?""

Good Student Discount Auto Insurance?

I have a 3.6 GPA. My grade is A average, but one of my quarter grade was a C, but the final semester came out as a B. Well, anyways, do we just send them the report card that we got or do we have to get the sealed one from school? Thanks! Thanks again!""

How much would insurance be on a honda cbr 125?

I'm 17, had one year on a bike with no claims and want to get a 125 cc. Heard that the Honda cbr is a good bike to get but I've been told they're expensive to insure. would go on the comparison sites but they take ages then send you a load of spam! so anyone know how much it would cost for third party only? the bike I'm looking at is a 2006.""

Best Insurance Price I Could Get?

I'm looking at buying my first own car in the next few months/year. I'm currently 17 but will be 18 soon, straight-A student, looking at a 1999 Toyota 4Runner Limited 4WD. Progressive quoted me $147, which seems ludicrous to me (they'll have the value of my car in less than four years!), but I know I'm young - and young drivers get in a lot of wrecks. I'd just like to know what you all think is the best affordable insurance company that still offers pretty good coverage, and if there's anything I can do to further lower my price besides good student and safe driver discounts.""

How much would a $500K life insurance policy cost?

I am a healthy 32 year old female.

Thinking of getting a car on finance?

im thinking of selling my car and getting a car on finance its 1,000 deposit and 125 a month gor 2 years and i will get a 10reg peugeot 107 but my only question is, is car insurance included? cheers""

Which insurance company is the cheapest for a young female?

This is for a car, and i was thinking about sharing with my mum on her vehicle ( a rav 4, 1400cc, 4x4 ) Don't know if that will help/make a difference, but any help from you would be greatly appreciated, Thanks [=""

Pay Monthly Cars and Car Insurance Package?

Hi does anyone know of any UK Company that offer a new car and car insurance combined into 1 monthly payment? I know of Young Marmalade but I would like to see if there are any other good and cheap companies out there. Thanks

Does anyone offer classic insurance coverage for young drivers?

My son is 17 and soon to be 18. He has a modified restored vehicle and I have not found anyone that will provide insurance due to his age.

How much will my auto insurance cost?

Just bought a new car. im 20 years old and am a student in pennsylvania. iv had two tickets in the past 3 years for going 15 over. my credit score is 700. any guesses?

Car Insurance Question?

Hi, im 16 and 17 in August living in Ireland, and i'm thinking of buying either a Honda Civic 1999-2001 or a Honda integra 1998-2001 aswell, i'm a guy and i'm wondering how much it'll cost to insure either one of them, and also what car is better""

I want a baby but don't have insurance?

My husband and I just got a new apartment and then got married courthouse style. We have both decided that we want a baby soon but right now we don't have insurance. Is there any cheap option that would cover the entire pregnancy?

About car insurance and the laws on it?

i just want to know if a car is insured but the driver of that car is not in the policy .. do i still get ticketed for not having the car insured? I don't know if i'm making sense.but let me explain .my car is insured fully covered but my daughter was driving it and got stopped by the police.and he claimed that my car was not insured. i called my insurance carrier and was told that it was because my daughter was not on the policy. I always assumed that as long as the car was insured it did nt matter who drove it. provided an accident was not involved. please help me on this. as soon as possible

Who has the lowest price on car insurance? Please tell me how much you pay and your coverage limits?

Who has the lowest price on car insurance? Please tell me how much you pay and your coverage limits?

Im 17 and getting my liscense soon how much will car insurance be 4 me with a used car that will b in my name?

I will be getting my drives liscense soon and my parents are putting limits to where i can drive and when and i wont be able to drive it when ever i would like, how much is car insurence gonna be with me for a used car that will be in my name ?""

What are the upsides/downsides to a LPG/Autogas conversion.?

With auto gas being roughly 60% of the cost of petrol, investigating a conversation is attractive but not if it is just simply an exchange of costs and the whole deal just is a contra entry. Much lower mpg , increased service costs, insurance, more wear and tear are just some of my thoughts. Also how does auto gas effect performance ? Hence what are your experiences (in the UK please), costs, regrets and pleasures concerning the topic.""

""Best and reliable home ,auto ,life insurance?

bset and reliable home auto insurance

How can I see a cheap doctor w/ no insurance?

I am 23 years old and I don't have insurance. My husband got a huge pay cut and we had to cancel it. We just can't afford it at the moment. However, I am having some serious issues and I really want to see a doctor badly. I am having horrible pains in my hands and the rest of my body and pitting edema in my legs. I don't want to rack up a huge emergency bill, but I can't afford $200 for a doctors visit. Is there ANYWHERE I can go to see a doctor for really cheap??? It's to the point where I can hardly use my hands to even type this and I am scared. Thanks..""

What's the average for insurance for a teenager?

I know that it depends on the make and model of the car, but I just want to know the average price.""

Price of insurance?

I am deciding between a 2001 nissan altima with 58,000 miles and a 2000 nissan maxima with 82,000 miles for my first car. The altima costs $6800 and the maxima costs $7500(it has alloy wheels, leather, sunroof...). I am a 16 year old guy. I got a quote for $1700 a year for insurance on the altima already. How much more would insurance cost on the maxima since it is a v6 and the altima is a 4 cylinder? Thanks for the answers!!""

How much will my insurance cost?

Hi! I'm a new driver and thinking of getting a new honda accord 2013. I'm 20 years old and I'm wondering whats my quota gonna be? thanks!

""How much, on average, would it cost to get a Thyroid Function Test? (No insurance) Info on Hypothyroidism?""

I was told that I might have Hypothyroidism because of my constant low blood pressure & low body temp. I was reading the symptoms and seem to have the following. Poor muscle tone (muscle hypotonia) Fatigue Cold intolerance, increased sensitivity to cold Depression Constipation Muscle cramps and joint pain Arthritis Thin, brittle fingernails Brittle hair Paleness Dry, itchy skin Weight gain Thinning of the outer third of the eyebrows Low basal body temperature Impaired memory Impaired cognitive function (brain fog) and inattentiveness <-all the time now Migraine headache Sluggish reflexes Anxiety/panic attacks <All the time now Increased need for sleep <All the time now Irritability and mood instability <All the time now Decreased sense of taste and smell Depression (Had <that for years and years now) Could it be the depression & Borderline Personality Disorder causing this or thyroid problems causing the Mental issues? Thanks for any info!""

Driving without insurance can I go to jail?

I was caught driving without insurance and expired plates last month. I went to court and I was fined $250. I have not been able to earn that much money and I was wondering if I could be thrown in prison for this. I have court in a week.

What's the best auto insurance?

What kind of insurance do you have? Is it cheap?

What is the absolute cheapest auto insurance out there?

Where can i get it the cheapest!? online or not. i dont care of all these extra benefits just basic full coverage insurance. I havent picked a car out yet but want to find cheapest first. im 19, male with a few traffic violations. also i am in the military if there are any good sites that have a discount. i have been researching and researching and no luck, please help!""

Where can i get cheap and full coverage auto insurance?any good suggestions?

need full coverage for my car . I am looking around $150.00 a month MAX. Thanks!

Additional insurance?

hi, i have been covered with cigna insurance 80:20 and i ve undergone miscarriage which costed me 2500$ after insurance. now i want to be careful as i am planning to conceive again. i ve listened that there will be additional insurance will helps to cut the cost of delivery. is it true?if it is can anyone of u sugest me the plans?""

What is the cheapest car insurance agency???

What is the cheapest car insurance agency???

Iiability Car Insurance for Adult Children?

Our 26 year old daughter lives in another town. She drives a car that we own. We have her name in our car liability insurance. If she has an accident and it's her fault will it still cover the liability part or could us or she be sued? We live in Texas.

Where can I find information about female car insurance? Is it really cheaper than for men?

Where can I find information about female car insurance? Is it really cheaper than for men?

Accept $140K insurance buyout from Ford or keep insurance policy?

Hi, I'm wondering whether anyone can help me decide whether it is a better idea to accept a $140K insurance buyout from Ford or keep health insurance. Assume the person in question is 50 years old and in good health. This is a timely question for many auto workers. Any links to more in-depth analysis would be great.""

Car inspection for insurance?

So I hit my friends car and he told me to tell the insurance company someone hit me in a parking lot. If I do that and the insurance company inspects it, will they be able to tell that I hit someone instead of someone hitting me?""

Insurance for a camero?

When I turn 16 or 17 I want to get a car and It will either be a 2012 camero or a Jeep Wrangler Rubicon. Since I am young how much will the insurance be for either of the cars?

Cheap Insurance? For Young Driver?

I am looking for a cheap insurance company. I'm 17 and the cheapest quote iv had is around 2100. Anyone no of any cheaper? Thanks.

Car insurance question?

My mom finaced a car for me in Montana its in her name but i pay the car payment. I live in Colorado. even though she has car insurance already on the car in her name... can i get full coverage in Colorado in my name? so say fro example if i crash it The car will still be covered. is that against the law? please help. thanks

How much will my auto insurance cost?

Just bought a new car. im 20 years old and am a student in pennsylvania. iv had two tickets in the past 3 years for going 15 over. my credit score is 700. any guesses?

https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/anyone-have-idea-car-insurance-rates-shockley-altagracia"