#it had 10 gifs and i couldn't decide which one to boot but i FINALLY got it so have this

[magicaldreamfox1]

kinnporsche the series as faceless gifsets: ep 12 / 14

“I was just following my papa’s order.”

[chaeinedup]

1 + 1 = S2

Loud music could be heard from both rooms in the house. Your neighbours have probably grown accostumed to such thing, it meant it was going out night. Part of them was relieved it wasn't another noisy game night, which are pretty frequent as well.

You were seated on the floor, redoing your ponytails for the 3rd time. Your arms were on fire but you were committed to this look.

"Siri, call yuyu please."

"Calling yuyu."

.....

"Hello ? Y/n ?"

"Hiii just wanted to ask where you are."

"We're almost ready to leave the house. You guys ?"

"I'm almost done if my hair cooperates with me. Wooyoung is most likely waiting for me. I'm surprised he hasn't barged in my room yet."

"Try not to be late!"

"AS IF!!"

"Don't give me attitude missy. Now I'm gonna get the car started, I'll see you in a bit. Bye"

"Bye Bye, don't miss me!"

.....

After 10 more minutes you were finally done. One last look in the mirror and all that work paid off. The boots made your legs look longer and your mini skirt complemented the cropped shirt well. You grabbed your purse and headed to the leaving room where a very impacient Wooyoung awaited you.

"What took you so long ?"

"It takes time to look this good you know?"

"Pleeeease!!"

"Don't roll your eyes at me wooyoung I'll hit you."

"And I'd like it so who's really winning?"

He gave you his signature smirk and winked at you from the couch.

"EW. Let's go. The others already left."

The club was pretty crowded, expected for a friday night, but you weren't scared to get lost. You like to get loose. And it's not like you don't have 8 guys that are constantly keeping an eye on you.

"Don't run off on us again for the love of god."

"Seonghwa for your own sake if I stay none of yall are pulling anyone. Same applies to me."

"Why do you want to get with anyone ?"

"Wouldn't you like to know! I'm off, if you need me yell."

You made your way t the dance floor before he opened his mouth.

"BUT YOU WON'T HEAR IT!!"

"YEAH THAT'S THE POINT!!"

Since it was a 2000s night you were more than happy to have traded your comfortable apartment for the hell. It has it's perks.

You had no idea but someone was drilling holes in your head, Wooyoung was exceptionally bothered by how you left them behind.

"How can she just leave ?"

"Cause she can ?? What are you on about, chill she's not your girl."

Mingi's words were harsher than what met the eye. Sure you weren't dating but he can't lie that the though of some other guy touching you infuriated him. He kept denying his feelings and that maybe this was just him wanting to protect his friend. But Yunho smiled to himself when he saw Wooyoungs furrowed eyebrows.

"You should just tell her how you feel you know?"

"What feelings? It's just unfair we're her friends and she doesn't care."

"And you care too much for "just a friend" don't you think? Listen she can take care of herself she's always been this way, you get used t it."

Yunho tried to relax him but it just made Wooyoung get int his head. Maybe he should've stayed home. No, he couldn't possibly let you out of the house by yourself looking like that.

Meanwhile you were having the time of your life, you had met a group of girls that were on their bacherolette party. It's like you knew them all your life, screaming all the songs, taking pictures, clinking drinks. Girlhood.

You decided to go get another drink and since no one else wanted anything you went alone. Normally this would mean getting approached by a couple of random guys trying to smooth talk you and al of them failling to do so. But unlike other times, the voice behind you was familiar.

"So. Are you having fun ?"

"Oh my god Yunho, I am those girls are so fun. Did you know that the bride and groom met through mutual friends and they actually lived together for a while before he realised he had feelings for her?? How CUTE is that??"

He couldn't help but smile due to the resemblances.

"Yeah it's really sweet. I guess you really never know when love is ready to knock at your door. But what about you, have you gone maneater on anyone?"

"I kinda don't care honestly, I'm having a good time and that's all I care about."

"That's my girl. Now be sure to behave. If you need us, we're at the booth.

He kissed your cheek before disappearing into the sea of people.

You looked at the time, 5:23am. Time to call it a night. You sayed goodbye to the group of girls that accompanied you through the night and wished them all the best. Making your way up to the booths you realised you were a lot more under the influence than you thought. You didn't really care, it's almost the end of the night and the guys are more then used to this side of yours.

Once they saw you they cheered and clapped, you bowed like a princess and smiled at their unnecessary but appreaciated "welcome back".

"How many fishes did you catch sailor?" Mingi gave you another shot he had brought upstairs.

"A THOUSAND" You yelled and chugged the green liquid. "I'm kidding 0, there's no cute guys here."

You sat down next a very pouty Wooyoung.

"What's up with you? What happened to my loud and energetic comrade?"

He gave you no answer, just his cold gaze.

"Damn are you really that upset that I didn't stick around? I thought you were used to it by now."

He got up and made his way to the balcony. There's no way he's throwing a tantrum for something so stupid, you thought to yourself. You followed his angry steps.

"Be so fucking serious Wooyoung? What the fuck?"

He turned to you and you could see there wasn't a hint of alchool in his system. This wasn't one of his drunk stunts that he pulled when he wanted a tad bit more of attention. He was actually upset.

"Okay, I'm sorry I'm being so agressive, just talk to me woo, please."

"I don't like you running off on us that's all."

"That's not all Wooyoung, we've never been mad at eachother and it's not gonna start now."

You got closer to him holding his hands and caressing them. You were giving him your most sincere eyes and he couldn't believe that he was about to kiss you.

It caught you by surprise, so much so you froze in the first few seconds, not knowing if this was a dream or reality. You decide to give in nonetheless. His hands soft, like you remembered from all the times he touched your skin in times of need. Heartbreaks, cramps, tickles, you name it. He was always there for you.

Yunho sipped his drink with a victorious grin, as he watched from the inside. He looked at the rest of the guys and let out a "I told you so."

previous// //next

[renova-writes]

Coney Island Hotdogs

Requested by: @maximeevansblog

Summary: “The reader is the daughter of bucky barnes, and the have a daddy - daugther Day, but the reader wants to sleep but her dad has other plans , and end of the Day the asks what do you wanna eat Mac donalds and the watch a movie, but the reader falls a sleep trough the movie, and he carries her to bed, but she wakes up and her dad she go back to sleep button, i am carring you to bed, and allot of fluff and cuteness and if its ready you tag me right thanks”

Words: 2,004

Warnings: Just basically a bunch of Fluff. Some mentions of bullying and death, but very light and fun

Other Works: masterlist

"Five more minutes," you whined. The clock on your bedstand read 5:39 am.

"Hey, button," you heard a voice whisper. The dark locks dangling over you told you that it was your father. "Get dressed. I have a surprise for you."

"It's too early."

"I know, but I'll make you a (your favorite caffeinated drink)" Your dad obviously wanted you to get up but was not going to force you. That was one of your favorite things about him. He never forced you to do anything you didn't want to.

"Really" Your sleepy eyes lit up at the mention of caffeine.

"Yes button, really. I promise. Just get yourself ready to go, and it will be waiting for you" he smiled and walked out of your room, "Also, bring a jacket. Just in case."

With that, your dad left. As you paused for a moment in your bedsheets, soaking up the last moments of fluffy warmth before you needed to get up, excitement crawled up your spine. It wasn't often that you and your dad did things, just the two of you. He was always busy with the Avengers, or you two were over with Sam and his family. When you did make time for special days, he usually asked you what you wanted to do beforehand.

His walking into your room at five in the morning, asking you to get up so that you two could have a bonding day, was unusual. He must have something special planned.

You forced yourself to get out of bed. That was going to be the hardest part. Half asleep, you dragged yourself over to the bathroom. You did your business and paused after washing your hands to brush your teeth and your hair. A smile crept across your face in the mirror as you tried to guess what you were going to do.

The zoo? The park? Maybe the museums?

You lived in the Avenger's tower in the heart of New York City, so there were many options. You gave up trying to guess and decided to go with whatever. It was going to be fun no matter what.

It was the beginning of spring, so it was warm during the day but cold in the mornings. You picked out a light floral dress, leggings, and a cardigan so that you could have layers. Some essential jewelry and your boots would also be a part of your outfit.

After putting on your clothes and some basic makeup, you made your way to the main room of your apartment. Just like he had promised, your dad had gotten your beverage from the Starbucks next to the lobby. He had probably gotten it before waking you up as it was sitting in the microwave/fridge.

"Hey button. Nice to see that you finally have awoken from your cavern of blankets," he joked, "You ready. I've got an amazing day planned out. Just the two of us."

"Yep. Where are we going."

"Button, that's a surprise!"

"Tell me!!" you giggled.

"Well, it wouldn't be a surprise if I told you," he smiled. A goofy grin was on his face, with admiration pouring out of his eyes.

"Just a hint…" you begged. "I'll probably forget by the time we get there."

"No. I want it to be a complete surprise," your dad insisted, "that's why, after you drink your drink, I want you to put on a blindfold."

Oh dear, he was very insistent about this whole surprise thing.

"But first, BREAKFAST!!!" he exclaimed as he presented you with your favorite breakfast, waffles, and strawberries. The plate seemed to sparkle with deliciousness as your stomach cried out in hunger.

"Yummy!!!"

"See, I remembered your favorite" he seemed very proud of himself. You had mentioned that you liked waffles when Wanda had made them for a birthday breakfast.

"Dig in! I put some strawberry syrup into the waffles themselves so that we would have extra strawberry flavor."

He handed you a fork and a knife, and you cut into them. The heat fell off of the bite on your forked, and you braced yourself in anticipation. Your father could cook; he and Steve used to make dinners for the team. But that was with Steve, now that he was gone, your dad rarely cooked. It had been hard for him. He was slowly getting over it; you definitely helped. Having somebody to take of, his therapist agreed, was very good for him. But his food was very hit or miss. This morning, however, the waffles were amazing.

The strawberries tasted fresh and had the perfect amount of sweetness. The waffles were eggy, precisely the way you liked them.

"Dad! These are delicious!" you exclaimed.

"I know, right, they're so good," he nodded in agreement, "but can I admit something? I stole the recipe off Auntie Wanda."

It didn't matter where he got the recipe from. They were delicious. It took the two of you a total of 10 minutes to eat the entire plateful.

He pulled a blindfold out of his pocket and put it around your eyes. You had faith that he wouldn't let you bump into anything. You weren't going to have to worry about the crowded city streets. When the strangers passing by got a glimpse of his metal arm, they always made a beeline away from him.

You knew it hurt him. You could see it in his eyes. He was your dad, after all. When you were younger, you couldn't understand why they were afraid, but now that you were older, you knew. It never, even for a second, hurt your relationship with your dad. You loved him. You knew that the real James Barnes was a cinnamon roll. This was a man who wouldn't kill spiders when he found them in the kitchen. This was a man who hung out with the Parker boy and played video games.

Even though the blindfold around your eyes took away your sight, you knew that your dad was checking to see if his gun was where he needed it. After all, he was the Winter Soldier. But that was an everyday thing. When he stopped rustling with his pockets, you felt a hand on your shoulder guiding you out of the room.

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As soon as you heard the crowd's excitement, you knew where you were. The smell of cotton candy and hot dogs confirmed it.

Your dad had taken you to Coney Island.

You hadn't been there since you were a little kid and couldn't control your excitement. The hand that had been guiding you on your shoulder disappeared and removed the blindfold.

After taking a moment to adjust to the light, your eyes took in the flashing lights and kids running around. The roller coasters and carnival games all around you captivated your attention and caused a smile to form on your face.

"How's this for a surprise Button?"

"Dad, this is amazing! Thank you!!!"

"What ride do you want to go on first?"

The morning flew by in a blur. You and your dad had decided to go on every single ride you could. He had enjoyed the bumper cars and had won you a stuffed panda bear on one of the shooting games. You got the famous coney island hot dogs for lunch and ate on a bench on the beach. The entire morning, there was one thing that you really wanted to do… Ride the Cyclone.

"Hey, dad….."

"Yes Button"

"Can we ride the Cyclone"

"Um. of course. We have to. What's the point of coming here if we don't."

You threw away your trash and got in line. A man with purple hair and tattoos strapped the two of you in and took your picture.

"Alrighty ladies and gents," the loudspeaker in the car said. "Are you ready for the Cyclone"

Everyone on the train whooped and hollered in excitement, and the car lurched forward. Slowly you crept up the first hill and felt the adrenaline follow. At the top, you saw the people on the benches below. You couldn't help but compare them to little dolls from your height.

With that, the car reached the top of the hill and falls.

"Whoa, Button, I think I'm going to be sick," Buck said once you were off. He was looking somewhat green and queasy.

It was your turn to guide him... to a trash can. It turned out he wasn't going to throw up, which you were grateful for, but the Cyclone's toll had been taken. He rested his body on a bench and called it quits.

"What time is it," he asked. You checked your watch. It was two in the afternoon. "How about we do something a little, slower."

"Sure," you agreed. You were in Brooklyn, his home borough, and he decided to take you on a tour of where he grew up.

"And this is the alleyway where your Uncle Steve decided to get in all those fights," he said you passed by. "One time, after I saved his tiny ass, he told me that he thought he had pulled a muscle, and I was all like, 'Steve, you can't pull what you don't have."

You giggled at the thought of skinny Steve. Continuing on your tour, you saw his old apartment and walked through the one he shared with Steve. It had been turned into a museum, and you laughed together for an hour as he pointed out every single detail that had been changed.

"There was no way that we could have two beds! There was no heater, so we shared one! Why would they change that! It wasn't like we had anything going on between us!" he argued. You laughed as the tour guide still could not recognize one of the old occupants of the apartment.

Once your dad seemed satisfied with his tour, the two of you walked down to the nearest subway stop. In the underground station, you passed those golden arches.

"Dad, can we get McDonald's," you asked.

"Are you sure, Button, we can get much better food back a the tower"

"Yeah, we haven't had it in forever, and I need to feed my inner Chicken nugget," you joked.

He must have been in an excellent mood because he gave in to the lure of the golden arches. He also seemed like he really wanted a burger because he got his usual order, Two big macs, a large fry, and an M&M McFlurry. The super-soldier serum had granted him the ability and need to eat loads of food. You also figured that he wanted a break from Pepper's food because she had decided that the entire team needed to become more healthy conscience. It wasn't that anyone hated her food; it was just somewhat bland. And besides, who wants couscous when you can have Micky D's.

After Bucky had wolfed down his food, and you had savored each bite of Chicken Nugget, you got on the train back home. You could feel yourself grow tired as your body finally rested from an exciting and full day. Your head drooped down and rested on your father's shoulder.

"Hey, button, let's watch a movie in the tower."

He picked out a classic, The Wizard of Oz, and made popcorn. You barely made it to the tornado before your eyes finally gave up. You were so tired that you didn't feel your dad pick you up and start carrying you to your bed.

Your eyes fluttered open as you heard 'If only I had a heart' playing from the TV.

"Hey, Button," your dad's voice whispered, "You fell asleep. I didn't want you to wake up on the sofa, so I'm taking you to your bed."

He laid you down and pulled up the blankets. With a kiss on your forehead, turned to leave.

"Dad, I love you," you called out.

"I love you too, Button" On that note, he turned out your light and closed your door

[ajaviary]

Excerpt from Blood Orphans

Mayhem’s Moment Pt 3

A fight scene I felt like sharing. I’ll post a few more as the days go on

Summary: Children of Pro Heroes have been disappearing over the last 10 years. These children have been trained and raised to rival the ones who failed them. Now it's time they make their mark on the societies that couldn't save them.

Katsu leaned back on his booted heels as he waited, his hands stuffed in the pocket of his black cargo pants, his fingers rolling around some special gemstones he kept in his pocket on his person at all times. It wasn’t only for the fact that he liked the feel of the smooth stones, but it was for his quirk too, but he’d discovered his hobbies that went with his quirk and it was a little too easy to convince Felix their good ol’ Copycat that it would be a good idea if he had something special.

Spinner sneered at the boy, his reptilian eyes narrowed as he regarded the boy, his dark eyes meeting the other boy’s silver eyes and cocky grin. The other man felt his lips curl back as he regarded him, his massive sword easily piercing the ground as he let the blades pierce the floor as a bit of distance separated them. The casual manner as the boy’s stance hadn’t changed even as the fight began to get underway wasn’t lost to him as he watched the boys movements before he leapt back out of the way as fist drove through the floor and was pulled back put to reveal his hand up to his elbow encased in a shiny black substance and as he stood so casually upward Spinner was made aware over the fact that this fight wasn’t going to as easy as he had assumed.

He dug his clawed feet into the ground and swung his massive sword at the boy as Katsu blocked his arm was shiny and black, his hand curled in a fist, unbeknownst to most of what lay hidden inside.

“You’ll have to try harder than that lizard man!” Katsu taunted his grin widening over the others swords even as he was pushed back a little.

“Fucking brat! You haven’t seen anything yet!” Spinner retorted, his teeth clenched and exposed for him to see, it was clear there was little love lost between them.

The young man knew he needed to take down the overgrown lizard; he already had a few plans coming to mind. He was scaly, and he had a large weapon, showing he was looking to compensate for something as he let his other hand come out of his other pocket, deciding to be a little more adventurous and leaving the other stone in his pocket. He pressed his palm against the metal blade that he could reach and his smirk widened as his opponent’s eyes got wide as his hand changed, the human skin morphing into the same properties of his sword up to his elbow and then the extent of his arm.

He darted back a step before he used his hands to propel himself into a backflip to get some distance so his sword swung harmlessly past, in his original swing. As this was happening he rushed forward his left hand which was coated in metal of his sword from earlier. He had a time limit of five minutes he could hold two different materials, so long as he had enough.

He swung for Spinner's head as he was still completing his earlier swing. The other kicked up his leg and forced his body into a spinning flip that left him out of range.

“Quit dodging, I want to see what road kill looks like in human form!” Katsu taunted as he pushed forward on his feet intending to finally get a good solid hit in. He was quick and he’d finally seen the opening he was looking for and he was going to take it.

His left fist raised and at the last second he let his fingers grab his wrist and squeeze and then his other hand joined the first and he sent him in a spin from his original attempt to get away from him and let him hurdle through the air right into the a group of the League who were standing at the edge of the ring.

A young biracial African-Asian woman flickered out of the way her body a wash of smoke so she wasn’t affected as Spinner came barreling right into them. When she came back into focus she was gripping her knees, bent at the waist and laughing at the rest of the boys who had been taken out. Her name was Kristen Mordren.

Someone had been smashed in the nose, by the hilt of Spinner's sword, and a few others were more annoyed than hurt. His sword was held from hurting anyone else by a puff of air that was expertly controlled by Nakai Ryota, who merely narrowed his eyes and he looked far more elvin in appearance as he continued to exhale out a long breath, but once Spinner began to pick himself back up, he let the sword clatter to the ground and didn’t bother to pick it up for him. He wasn’t happy about almost being sliced in half.

“Spinner what the fuck!” another growled, it was the same young man with the bloody nose and he held his fingers to his nose, his name was Sagi Ebina. “Quit fucking around and knock this kid on his ass, if you can’t do it. Pass it off to one of us!” he demanded as he pressed his hand against the other’s back and shoved him back into the ring.

Katsu had taken that moment of leeway to catch his breath, but to also study the League members, he was curious how they would react, but so far he was finding they were very similar to how they were with each other, they had their groups they seemed to hang out with and those they were close too, but they were literally just like them.

He wasn’t exactly disappointed per se; it was more like he’s expectations had been high considering who they were in name only. “I was expecting better from the League of Villains,” came Katsu’s scorn as he regarded Spinner as he moved back into the ring.

The comment caused the tension in the room to rise though and it was mostly from a few of the League members who seemed to want to strangle the life out of him. He only flashed them a haughty look and stood with confidence, well aware he could take on any of them and be just fine.

Katsu glanced toward Kaiya and found that despite the grip she held on the railing, she was quiet, letting him draw their ire, she didn’t attempt to get in his way and while he wondered why she didn’t, he wasn’t about to complain about it or look too much into it. They weren’t close, she was just another handler in his eyes, trying to hold on to too much power with no real sense of direction.

He raised his arms to block the sword that swung for his head. “I thought this wasn’t a death match!” he called as the sword screeched and sparked across his arms, but the material he used to enhance his body held. The other only grinned down at him as he twisted and his tail slammed into his unprotected stomach and left him coughing as he got he wind knocked out of him and the other spun in his moment of weakness to slam his clawed foot into the side of his head and send him skidding across the floor.

With a growl Katsu ground his teeth together and he swiftly shoved himself to his feet and did a weird leaping roll out of the way of the sword that landed with a heavy impact that broke the floor where he’d been laying before. “How dare you make a fool out of me!” Spinner raged.

The black haired youth was quick to scramble to his feet and raise his arm to block the next swing that would have separated his neck from his shoulders had he not been expecting it. He let his fingers grip the edge of the sword pleased when the material held and didn’t give way to the flesh underneath. One eye was covered in blood, but he knew it was from the scratch he’d received from the other's claws when he’d kicked him. He squeezed that eye shut and wished he could transform his knee like he wanted, but he couldn’t not with his hands currently busy. Instead he jerked the sword outward by his arms and the metal began to bend and give before a few of the swords he wielded broke off all together and he let them fall to the floor, before he darted low and picked up a broken piece and speared Spinner in the side when he’d not expected it with his own sword.

The other gave a grunt as blood seeped through his clothes and along his green skin. “You little shit!” he growled as he kicked away from him attempting to put some more distance between them. His movement wasn’t hampered by the sword sticking out of his side. Katsu gave chase after him, but it was no secret the battle was taking a turn to get far too serious.

“We’re done! This match is over!”

Kurogiri called out when it became clear that neither master was paying attention to the fight at all; what he’d seen made him nervous for a variety of different reasons. He did need someone worming their way in where he already stood, either way… Their lack of attention forced him to step in.

He opened a separate portal for each of them and ported them to opposite ends and he now stood in the middle of the ring, his yellow eyes narrowed in anger mostly at the Orphan boy as he tried to step forward again. “Enough boy!” he ordered.

While Jirou and Sveta from earlier had reached some sort of understanding with their fight. His fight was far from that and left anger in its wake.

Katsu was upset the fight had ended early and felt that while it wasn’t a flat out fail like what had happened with Haru, it still wasn’t enough, that he should have thought or something better that would have allowed him to come out on top. He clenched the stone in his hand tighter as his powers faded and the material fell away revealing the healthy, safe human skin underneath.

Damn it! I almost had him!

He turned on his heel, jaw clenched and walked away from the ring. He let his anger seize him and instead he stalked from the room embarrassed over his loss when Kaiya had won her match right as it had started. Comparing the two of them wasn’t a contest, but he couldn’t help the jealousy that slithered inside and the disappointment in himself for not defeating Spinner or really even securing a better standing. He worked so hard every day, not just in his material arts, but with his quirk; he knew he should have been able to win the match. He didn’t see the issue with how far he’d been willing to push the match, all that had mattered to him was winning, it was still all that mattered.

“Keniji and Osore,” Shigaraki called from where he stood once more, beginning the next fight without pause, his attention clearly not where it needed to be. As Spinner walked out of the ring, it was to find Akashi waiting for him, his red eyes regarding the sword still embedded in his side with a carefully impassive look.

The young boy with the black military style haircut dipped out of the room even as the next match that was called was one of his friends. He just needed a little time before he exploded at someone. He wasn’t like some of the others who could buckle down and hide their emotions, no his were always on his sleeve.

Wisely no one followed him, most were well aware it was best to let him cool off and then go from there. Well almost no one, a young girl with long white hair and red eyes was racing across the area room intent on catching up with him.

[skzluvs]

Crimson Roses 🥀; Kim Seungmin

Genre: Vampire Au! College Au! Angst; Fluff?

Warnings: Mentions of blood, Mild swearing

Word count: 3.6K

A/N: It was supposed to be a quick little drabble and became a whole ass fic. All I have to say is vampire concept seungmin HOT

He observed you from the corner of his eye.

There you were sitting on the first row with your materials spread out on the desk, taking notes as your life depended upon it.

He knew how interested you were on all those past events, on the ones we tend to call history because they change the course of living.

He found himself lost on your endearing figure. On the way you tried to blow the hair falling on your face but failing during the process, frowning at the distracting tingling sensation on your forehead. He smiled to himself wishing he could be the one that could brush your hair away softly.

But that was impossible.You were definitely too kind

And He... He was just a simple evil creature that had lived longed enough to know that falling for a mortal would be nothing more than a death sentence

An a crucifix to his heart.

The voice of his professor interrupted Seungmin's thoughts.

"Before you leave, we are getting closer to the end of the semester Which means you'll be assigned a project that is worth half of your final grade, It'll be a partner assignment and you will have a week to turn it in" He informed to all the students. The classroom exploded with all source of complaints from everyone who was not happy to say the least at the sudden notice.

"Are we allowed to pick our partners" You asked raising your hand. It's not like you had someone you already wanted to work with in mind; more like you could absolutely take advantage of this opportunity to pair up with Lee Minho. He was the top of your class, partnering up with him would undoubtedly mean securing that grade. And you needed that.

"Unfortunately for all of you I've already decided on that" He replied raising a list with names on it.

He began to call one by one, making the teammates move around to sit together by their announced partner. You were tapping your foot impatiently. This assignment played a crucial part on your final grade therefore you were scared your partner would not contribute enough for you to get a passing score.

" Y/L/N Y/N and Kim Seungmin" He said handing you a piece of paper with the prompt and expectations written on the back of it.

You lifted your head, getting rid of the air you had been holding on your lungs. Your eyes scanning the room. Making eye contact with him for a second, his eyes staring directly at your soul. You turned around quickly; a rosy blush spread over your cheeks.

You knew nothing about Kim Seungmin, besides he was drop dead gorgeous. He had this mysterious aura that was attractive. He was certainly not the bad boy type; He was more reserved, only hanged out with his close group of friends.

Who you had to admit they were all extremely cool.

Seungmin almost lost his bunkers when you were assigned as his partner for that stupid historical events project.

He knew everything about history. He lived through it; from the renaissance to the post modern movement. Seungmin had been around for at least 1000 years.

To say that living for so long had become nothing less but boring would be an euphemism. Because it was. He had gained experience and power through the decades. But it was no longer exciting.

Until he found you. You were the one who acted magnetically with his heart an undeniable attraction that made him stay for the first time. Seungmin was known for being playful. Never sticked around for long because he found humans despicable. He was not too fond of them. But his perspective changed completely the day he first saw you.

It was probably because you were not human like. With an overwhelming beauty and high manners. In all of the years he had lived on earth, he never met such a sublime soul like yours. So Breathtaking and admirable.

You stood up from your chair with a panting breathing walking through the aisle, all the way to the back to his usual seat. You were more than nervous; Seungmin's presence truly intimidated you.

You sat next to him and offered him a smile. Hoping the atmosphere between you two wouldn't be as awkward.

You expected him to be quiet most of the time as you was trying to come up with ideas for the project. However it was the total opposite he kept on engaging on the conversation. It felt comfortable how he carefully listened to you and instantly agreed with your opinion. Surprisingly he knew so much about the topic; more than you ever imagined as the few times you spared a glaze at him during class he seemed to be doing everything but paying attention.

After discussing your main subtopics you decided it was enough work for one day, and decided to set a schedule to work on the other parts of the project outside of school.

" We need to meet up to work on the presentation" You said looking through the papers to were holding on your hands.

He looked at you with adoring eyes. You looked so cute when you were concentrated.

"Definitely, where do you want to meet at?" He asked you smiling.

" What do you think about the coffee shop down the street? I can bring my computer so we can do it digitally unless you are old fashioned and prefer to work on a poster we can do research on the library" you said shrugging your shoulders.

" Y/N you did not just called me a boomer"

" I mean if the term fits you then" you said laughing.

" Back in my days, youngsters were respectful towards their elders" He said in a grandpa like voice.

" We are the same age!!!" You yelled at him unable to control yourself from laughing at his impersonation.

Or at least that's what you think; He said to himself.

" We are supposed to deliver history through this project don't you think Y/N I say we should do it the right way"

" You are right everyone is probably going to go down the easy road but we are smarter" You said getting excited; reaching your hand to high Five him. "Great minds think alike"

" I can assure you we are going to beat Minho's and Jisung's project"

You had to acknowledge Seungmin and yourself made an amazing dynamic duo. You were content at the selection of your partner and definitely had to thank the professor for it. Because you two clicked with such effortlessness.

The bell ranged and you had to say your goodbyes to go into your next class.

You were standing by the door ready to leave but you turned around quickly to yell at Seungmin.

" I'll meet you at 5 inside the library and you better be on time boomer" you said with a playful smirk

Wanting to mess with him; gaining a loud laugh from your partner. pretending to act offended crossing his arms.

Seungmin went to the library earlier than the time you had set. He rushed his way there, right before excusing himself from his group of friends who were going to hangout after class.

He wanted to pick up a few books for you; he thought you would find them interesting.

He scanned the aisles, holding with one hand a pair of hard cover books that were just as dusty as the coffin where he used to sleep in, during the counter reformation.

He sat at a table and laid the books, shifting uncontrollably in his seat, from time to time, observing the clock, waiting for you to come through those doors.

Hell, you were fucking late. And you regretted taking that extra time looking through your closet; trying to find something decent to wear. Is not like you were to meet Seungmin for a date, it was a simple study session; however for some reason you wanted to look presentable. He always looked good no matter what. Which was totally unfair.With that leather jacket and fitting tight pants that made him long taller. Your mind wondered for a second. And you began to question yourself if you were starting to develop a small crush on the pale boy.

You were walking as fast as your feet allowed you. Through the hallways, your high heel boots were making loud noises every time you took a step forward. The dress you wore lifted a couple of times due to the wind. Your hair was probably entangled from running the couple of blocks from your apartment back to campus. Your shoe selection had definitely became a nightmare to your now bruised feet.

Your hands were sweaty and you had to remind yourself. " Y/N this is not a date once again you are just stuck with him for the project stop being delusional" you said trying to calm down. Taking a deep breath before pulling the door to enter the library.

You tried to fix yourself before spotting Seungmin sitting on the back. He smiled with relief at your sight. You couldn't be more awkward by sending him an effusive wave. " What's all this" you asked pointing at the pile of books laying on the edge of the table. "Just some research materials" He said.

" We are going to be here for a while then..." you said jokingly lifting a book from the stack. Leaving at least 10 more underneath.

" I don't mind as long as our project comes out good" He replied to you brushing his head to the side.

What he actually meant was that he didn't mind as long as he could spend the most time with you as possible. He didn't even gave a single care about the goddamn project, all he wanted was your company.

You two began to read the old books; most of them focused on events that happened during the 17th and 18th century.

Seungmin was almost falling asleep when you suddenly jumped in excitement next to him.

" Look Seungmin!" you said and began to quote the reading out loud "On the baroque era there were myths about vampires who attacked its victims during the night draining their blood as a food source."

" Let me see" He said taking the book in his hands. Reading word for word and For his surprised It had to be a fucking article about undead creatures specifically Vampires. How lucky seungmin got with that one. "You don't believe on those things do you Y/N" He asked curiously awaiting for your response.

" I mean; I do believe that there could be creature such as vampires out there. I just don't believe in all those tails you know, the ones that over romanticized or demoralized their existence. In my opinion vampires are not blood-thirsting bats. If they do consume blood it must be because it's their only food source they can't fight against those Instincts. It'll be like going against natural selection. They do what they can to survive"

Seungmin was more than pleased at your explanation. He couldn't contained himself from looking you with sparkling eyes and a huge smile plastered on his lips.

It made him happy that you weren't into that cliché bullshit like Bella and Edward type of fantasy. That even if you didn't knew the whole spectrum you still had a pretty clear understanding of his lineage.

Your words made his heart warm. He did an introspection on the reasons why he liked you so much; to begin with you were understanding like no other, you never judged anyone based off looks, you spent your time getting to know them first, smiling kindly at everyone and never seeking for recognition but always helping out of selflessness.

In Seungmin's eyes you were all he always wanted a person so pure like you was impracticable to find somewhere else. He thanked for the timing being right for him to meet you, because after all these years living in vain, you were the only one and he was glad he waited everlastingly to be with you right now, in this moment. He will treasure it forever in his heart.

The weeks passed by and Seungmin and you got to finish the project, a perfect chronological detailed poster that contained every important event through history. Your presentation was to say the least the best one among all your classmates even Lee Minho's and Han Jisung's was not even half as good as yours. Your grade boosted quickly with that perfect score.

And you had to give most of the credit to Seungmin he provided most of the facts you were utterly impressed at his range of understanding history so well. It was as he knew better than all those books you spent hours reading. You called him a true intellectual.

The things with Seungmin changed after the project. You could say you got closer to him than to any other person.

Your friendship with him began to shift towards a completely different direction the morning he came early holding a white rose, on its stem a little note wrapped around it.

He still remembers the blush that covered all your face when he handed it to you. You were truly speechless. You almost cried at the middle of the classroom due to the poem he had handwritten for you.

" Your fragrance just as sweet as the one the roses give off when they're cover in dew

Blissful sight at the sunshine caressing your filaments

You're the flower I carefully picked out from the field

The only untarnished one

You natural beauty worthy of being preserved

I’ll water your roots everyday just tell me you’ll stay with me even if the rain overflows our pot "

From that day onwards. He gifted you a white rose every single day and you never knew why. But you loved it so much. You made a bouquet with all of them and kept them safe in a vessel displayed as a centerpiece on your kitchen table.

He truly believed white represented your purity

It was a shame he had to stain your soul

That he tinted the petals scarlet.

It was dark outside on a night where the ‘blood’ moon eclipse appeared in the skies. And in the shadows there was something that challenged Seungmin's own instinct.

It was part of his nature.

How he was able to smell the candid scent of your blood despite the distance

It was endearing almost hypnotizing for him.

A battle for self control.

Where he wanted to paint white roses with the deepest red.

Seungmin called you during midnight you answered without hesitation as his name appeared brightening your phone screen.

Heaving breathing's was all you were able to hear through the other line.

“Min is everything okay? Why are you out of breath I'm getting worried” it was unusual for him to call you at this hour, your heartbeats began to increase at his response. “Can we meet now? I'm on my way to your apartment” His voice was low. You never heard seungmin talk like that with such desperation. It sent shivers down your spine.

“Of course but tell me did you got in so kind of trouble” You asked with a preoccupied tone.

“I'll explain everything to you once I get there” He said hanging up immediately.

He was scared at the mere thought of you finding out

He wouldn't be able to handle the terrifying look on your face at the sight of his fangs.

He always lived with ease in between humans

He had adapted himself into their characters creating the perfect facade. He did it all for you.

Going back to this college life was definitely not his style but you made him stay. Life finally made sense the moment he saw you and now he had to reveal his true identity because you didn’t deserved to be lied to. No matter the outcome. He would have to face it.

When he reached you apartment his pale face was almost translucent. He gathered all his courage to knock on your door.

You rushed rapidly opening the door; with worry eating you inside. The first thing you noticed was how dark his eyes were, his pupils were almost completely dilated.

You quickly wrapped him into a hug. You didn’t knew what was going on but you were here for him regardless. You were always going to be there.

“Let's take a walk” He said out of nowhere. Intertwining his hand with yours and leading you outside.

It was dark and the moon was shining brighter than ever before. You walked through the streets without certain direction just enjoying each other’s presence.

Your reassuring smile seemed to calmed Seungmin down.

“I have something to say to you, but before I do you need to know that I like you, that I've been in love with you since I first saw you and that what I'm about to say doesn't change a thing” He said stopping your tracks, your face almost collapsing into his chest. You were standing face to face with him.

“I like you too seungmin... “ You couldn't think properly because there was something else behind it, something that could change your feelings towards him. The true reason behind his so blunt sudden confession.

You knew Seungmin. He wasn't the type that seeks for trouble that's why you just couldn't wrap your head around what exactly was he hiding from you.

“I- I am a vampire” He stared at you with bloodshot eyes while letting his fangs slowly come down his teeth. He lowered his head frightened at your reaction.

You were in a state of shock. Rubbing your eyes multiple times at the sight in front of you because it was truly unbelievable.

You had to regain your posture before speaking again. You were experiencing a difficulty at making your words exist your mouth.

“That doesn't change anything seungmin, I might be going crazy, Fuck. You just said a vampire. I love you nonetheless because I fell for Kim Seungmin. I don't care if you are a vampire, a demon, a demigod, I'm in love with you because you are you. And now that you know that I reciprocate your feelings something tells me this comes at a higher price” You said breathless.

“It does Y/N we cant be together I have instincts that can't be controlled... it's getting harder everyday not wanting to you know” Not even able to finish his own sentence because it was embarrassing enough.

“Bite me?” You said lifting his chin from the ground “look at me... Min you want to bite my neck?” You asked straightforward.

“Yes” He said in an inaudible tone.

“What does that mean, what happened if you actually do it, do the things I read from the article are actually true” You asked biting your own bottom lip until you savored the metal flavor of your own blood. The one seungmin desired to have a taste from.

“No Y/N. I could never do that you. You are just too beautiful and flawless you don't deserve to get ruined by me”

“Stop treating me like I can't take my own decisions seungmin I know exactly what I want” You snapped back at him.

“You don't know what you are talking about is way more than just transforming you'll have to serve to the underworld in perpetuity”

“You have been alone long enough seungmin let me stay by your side. I want to immortalize this love

And be with you for the rest of the eternity”

“Just bite me seungmin I beg you” you implore to him, decisively pleading eyes.

You wanted this like you never wanted something else more in your whole entire life.

That’s all it took for Seungmin’s body to wash over lust. He places his mouth in between the crock of your neck trailing soft teasing kisses along the way. Right until he found that sweet perfect spot. The one that drove you completely insane.

You let out an agonizing scream. Filled with both pain and pleasure at the same time, when his teeth was incrusted without a warning sign tugging at your sensitive skin. He savored every single drop of blood that instantly began to drip from the laceration down your neck.

You began to convulse. Your body shaking and veins popping out from your skin. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head almost unconsciously.

Your soul transforming into pure immorality and immortality. Reaching an inexplicable climax that threw you over the edge. An overwhelming feeling that carried iniquitous power.

When you came back still too fragile to stand with your own feet. You were no longer a human being. Your fangs and sinful eyes and ghostly complexion gave out for finalizing the end of your transition.

Seungmin carried you in his back. You were now forever his. While he took you back to the apartment you dared to ask him something that had been lingering on your mind.

“So all your friends are vampires as well” You said intrigued.

“ Yes all of them” He said clearly laughing at your weird unexpected question.

“Even Jeongin!?” You couldn’t believe the cutest student could possible be a vampire.

“ Even Jeongin” He responded making you gasp in a shocking manner.

“ How... He’s like the most adorable thing on earth I don’t understand” you said whispering in disbelief.

“You mean on hell he’s good at pretending but that kid is nothing but pure evil”

Kissing your forehead and whipping your sweat, you looked exhausted but yet still beautiful as always. He laid you down on your bed. Playing with your hair. He would take care of you as he promised with all those flowers he once gave you.

That were no longer white but crimson roses.

[markwrecksmysoul]

Maybe in the future- Yoongi scenario

You walked along the pavement with your umbrella covering you from the falling rain, today was a pretty dreary day on account of the soggy wet atmosphere.

Your boots splashed onto the tiny rain puddles as you marched yourself to the nearest coffee shop in need of a boost to get your Sunday morning rolling.

Your mind was so occupied with the thoughts of caramel and whipped cream in your future you failed to notice the man in front of you. Your chest collided and you stumbled back taking the brunt of the collision.

Before you could fall a pale hand wrapped around your wrist stopping the fall.

"Are you alright!" His smooth deep voice vibrates through your chest sending chills down your spine, so familiar.

"Oh! Yes I'm fine sorry about that I'm still as clumsy as I ever was ha." You straightened yourself up gaining back your balance and looked up to thank the man. Your chest constricted and you let out a small gasp as you locked eyes with him.

"Y/n?"

10 years earlier

Y/n pov

You looked at the mint haired man sighing as he laughed with a group of friends. Min yoongi was one of your older brothers best-friends, he'd come over to hang out with your brother, and was always around, so naturally you caught what you thought was only a temporary crush on the man.

After months of endless dreams and butterflies in your stomach, you realized your crush was bigger than you thought. But of course the universe was against you. While you were barely a junior in highschool at 17, yoongi was 21 years old.

And that was a huge deal.

Even so your crush grew for him every time you laid eyes on him. He was the perfect guy. Funny, smart, kind. He was more on the quiet side and came off a little cold at first, but once you got to know him he was full of energy and warmth. Which only served to make you like him even more.

But it was wrong you knew it would never work out.

"Got any fives?"

"Go fish".

Right now you were stuck playing a card game with him waiting for your brother to come home with the special deluxe pizza.

You sighed placing his cards down. "This game sucks you wanna play something else?" Yoongi dropped his cards down. "Uh like what?" You hummed rolling onto your back on the living room carpet. "Truth or dare?"

Yoongi shrugged. "I guess we could play, but I'll warn you I give pretty lame dares". You smiled sitting up. "Alright we'll start with you then truth or dare?" Yoongi thought for a moment before saying.

"Truth".

"Hm is it true you dated one of my brothers exes before?" You asked dying to know since your brother wouldn't budge about the topic. Yoongi winced. "Going straight for the kill are we? Well yes it is true the whole situation was complicated." You nodded satisfied. "Okay then kiddo truth or dare." Your smile faltered but you kept it back up. "Truth".

"Uh who do you have a crush on?"

How ironic, the object of your affections asking who you liked. You looked away trying to come up with a decent cover up.

"I uh don't really like anyone right now". He rose a brow but nodded you quickly moved on. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare". You scrambled to come up with a decent dare to give him. You stuttered. "Uuuuhhh ok I dare you to take off your shirt!"

Wait....what...WAIT!

"your wish is my command then".

Before you could protest Yoongi stood pulling off his shirt, you tried to look anywhere but at his body. He sat back down with a grin on his face. "Truth or dare?" You wanted to avoid another truth telling fiasco any dare is better than admitting your own feelings.

"Dare".

"Okay since I know you weren't telling the truth earlier, I dare you to tell me who you like." You huffed. Except that! Any dare except that!

"Oh c-come on! Can't you dare me to strip and run around the neighborhood or something!" 

Yoongi snickered.

"Trust me as much as I'd love to see that no take backs fess up who do you like? Can't be that bad?"

You sighed. You were a terrible liar if you gave him a random name he'd see through it for sure. On the other hand if you confessed to him what would he say? You couldn't just...TELL him that was suicide!

"Come one y/n I wouldn't judge yo-mph!!" You leapt over the card deck, hands grasping his shoulders, and smushed your lips onto his. Yoongi froze like ice underneath you. You felt immediate regret wanting to pull away and hide somewhere when his hand found its way to your hips and he responded cautiously.

It had been your first real kiss, as soon as he responded your body was in flames. As you both got more into the kiss you straddled his lap grabbing his face. You were in bliss. Finally you'd kissed your crush, and he kissed you BACK.

Until the kiss was broken suddenly.

"Wait wait y/n stop".

You reluctantly pulled back looking at him while catching your breath. "I uh- look don't get me wrong y/n you're a...you're an amazing girl but we can't do this" Your heart fell.

"I think we can."

Yoongi shook his head. "You are a smart, funny, and gorgeous girl y/n but you're 17 years old. I'm 21".

You sighed. You could tell he was uncomfortable bringing this up. "I-I'm sorry for not handling this sooner y/n but you're too young for me."

Silent tears streaked your face as you got up off his lap putting a distance between you both. "So you don't like me?"

"No! No! Of course I.....well I like you but I want the best for you! And hanging around a college kid while you're barely in high school is just gonna make you grow up too fast. Enjoy your childhood date some people breakup over stupid reasons. Make some mistakes."

You cried even though you knew he was right. 

Just then your brother waltzed back in with two pizza boxes. "Heyyyy I got the pizza woooo!" He shimmied into the house with a smile but stopped seeing a shirtless Yoongi and his crying little sister with cards spread all over the carpet.

"uh did I miss something ?"

Present day 10 years later

"Y/n?"

You looked at min Yoongi shocked. Of all the times to see him again.

He changed. Gone was the rebelliously dyed green hair, he instead had his natural brown-black hair messy from the rain and humidity, he was dressed well in a grey shirt under a black blazer jacket, his hands shoved into his black jeans pockets.

But his face was still the same.

He looked exactly like he always had give or take a few minor tweaks, to show he had grown up in the last ten years since you saw him.

"Yoongi? It's uh good to see you." You smiled at him politely. He grinned pulling you into a hug. "It's really good to see you. You've grown a lot I see". You smiled nodding. Your braces had been taken off and you committed to growing out your natural hair years ago so now it was long and healthy pulled up into a bun.

You opted out of glasses instead decided on wearing contact lenses. Awhile back. It was safe to say the teenage y/n was a thing of the past.

"Well you look good y/n". You smiled looking at the ground awkwardly. "Uh yeah you do too...you haven't changed much. Uh not that you didn't like improve but I mean you dyed your hair back! And um it all uh you just look-I err I'm gonna shut up while I'm ahead."

Yoongi laughed. "You still ramble too and thank you. So where you headed?"

"The cafe, I'm in desperate need of caffeine." Yoongi nodded. "Hm let's go then I'll treat you, so we can catch up on lost time".

He started walking in the direction of the coffee shop ahead of you. He turned around glancing at you.

"You coming?"

"Oh yes um let's go!"

You followed after him feeling your heart pick up again like it used to all those years ago.

Fin~

*This is a repost from my Wattpad account if any of you follow me there I post even more stuff about got7 and bts and loads of more smut than I do here.

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I Can’t Do This Anymore Part 2

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Warnings: none

AN: I am so sorry it has taken me so long to write something. These past few months have been stressful and crazy.

It had been a week since Y/N had left Sam and Dean at the hotel. She took her time getting back to the bunker, stopping at every roadside diner and attraction that she happened to come upon. Every day brought at least 10 phone calls from Sam, a few from Dean, and a handful of texts from Castiel.

The only people she would actually answer her phone for were Jody and Donna. She would talk to them at least twice a day, updating them on where she was, how she was doing, and also reminding them both not to tell the boys they had spoke to her.

"Honey, you have to tell Sam that you are okay. Just tell him that you made it back to the bunker safe and that you still need time to think." Jody told Y/N as she sat outside in front of the bunker.

"Well technically I made it to right outside the bunker. I haven't been able to talk myself out of the car yet." Y/N answered while fidgeting with the door handle.

  Jody audibly sighed before answering Y/N. "Listen, you are the one who said that you were going to go back to the bunker to think about everything. You told him to go home so you guys can talk. You are the one who wanted this so get your ass out of that car, take a warm shower, then call your fiance and fix things."

Y/N rolled her eyes at Jody's words but she knew she was right. Damn her she thought before she took a deep breath. "Why do you always have to be right?"

Walking into the bunker alone was weird for Y/N. As soon as she opened the door, all the memories of the last time she was there flooded her mind, making her second guess Jody's advice.

"Come on Y/N put on your big girl pants, it's just the same old bunker that you've been in hundreds of times." She told herself out loud as she walked through the darkened hallway leading to the library.

The bunker was oddly warm for no one living in it for almost a month she thought to herself as she made her way through the library towards the war room. She stopped in her tracks when she saw that the war room light was on. Slowly, Y/N took her back pack off of her shoulder and placed it on the floor, then grabbed the knife she had tucked in her boot.

Quietly she placed her back against the wall next to the door way and listened for any sign of an intruder. After a few minutes or silence she figured it was safe enough to continue through the bunker.

The war room was empty, except for the books that Sam had left on the table the last time he was there. "How different things were only a few weeks ago." She thought out loud, placing a hand on the table and shaking the memories from her head.

Y/N pushed herself away from the table and started to head for the stairs when she heard a slight banging coming from the hallway. Turning into hunter mode, Y/N went to one of the book shelves lining the war room walls and grabbed the emergency stash of salt and holy water.

I really hope she likes this, Sam thought to himself as he made his way around the bunkers kitchen. He knew Y/N for years, knew what all her favorites were but after their last fight he didn't think he knew anything anymore.

He knew he had to hurry though, Jody called him half an hour ago to let him know where Y/N was which didn't give him enough time to finish getting ready so Sam put Dean on flower duty while he did the cooking, and Cas was on fluffy blanket detail.

"Dean, you go get a dozen white roses. Cas, you go get the softest and fluffiest blanket you can find. But both of you need to hurry!" Sam ordered them around.

Dean scoffed at his younger brother and rolled his eyes. "This situation calls for a lot more than just a dozen roses and a fluffy blanket. Don't worry about it, we got this, you just handle your part."

Slowly making her way down the hallway, Y/N checked each room silently waiting for another noise to give away the location of the intruder.

The only rooms left to check were the kitchen and the holding room where they usually kept Crowley tied up. She decided to check the make shift holding cell room, "maybe we forgot to cut him loose this time.." she thought out loud.

As Sam pulled the hot pan off of the stove, he saw his phone light up from the counter. He placed the pan back on the burner and walked towards it to see who it was.

Jody: hey just an fyi, Y/N is right out side. I just talked her into going inside. You might need to hurry!

"Shit!" He shouted and dropped his phone on the tiled kitchen floor.

The holding room was surprisingly empty, which meant that there was only one more room to check. She made her way out of the room and closed the door behind her. Taking a deep breath as she stepped into the hallway, Y/N tightened her grip on the knife in her hand.

"Dean, you both need to hurry. Jody just texted me that Y/N is right outside." Sam whispered into the phone that was resting between his ear and shoulder.

"Would you calm down Sammy, everything is already taken care of. Cas and I are waiting in the garage to hear the good news. Now take a deep breath and go win your woman back."

When Y/N got closer to the kitchen, she could see that the light was on. "Someone really broke into the bunker to steal our food?" She whispered to herself. She inched her way closer to the open doorway, stopping to rest her head against the door trim.

She tried to figure out when her plan of attack should be on the intruder in her kitchen but when she heard someone cough, her plan went out the window and she charged at whatever was in there.

Her body met the intruder's with a hard thud as they both lost their balance and fell to the floor. As they both fell   Y/N's knife got knocked out of her hand and went crashing to the floor. She cursed under her breath and braced herself for the fall.

The intruders body hit the ground first, causing Y/N to slam right into their chest. "Fuck!" She shouted as she felt one of her ribs crack and she fumbled to get herself up off the floor.

Finally gaining her balance, she stood over her intruder, placing a boot to their chest. "Who are.....Sam?"

Sam realized who it was as soon as she charged threw the door way. He felt bad for not saying anything as soon as he heard something crack but as soon as she stood up, the kitchen light enveloped her head like a halo and he was too mesmerized to speak.

"Sam?" Y/N asked confused. "Why are you sneaking around the bunker like you broke in?"

"Surprise." Sam answered as he pushed himself up onto his elbows.

Y/N rolled her eyes and backed away bringing her hand to her side. "Surprise, really? Surprise what? Surprise here's a heart attack!" She yelled down to him.

"Can you at least help me up before you start yelling at me." Sam laughed and he out stretched his hand for her to grab.

Y/N stared at his hand for a second before she grabbed his hand, letting him pull himself up. "I'm pretty sure my rib is broken, so thank you for that." She told him after he was standing right side up.

"I thought you would realize it was me before you attacked, but I should have known the hunter in you would attack first and ask questions later." Sam chuckled.

"Yeah, you should have." Y/N answered him, slight annoyance in her voice.  "So why did you decide to give me a heart attack and break my rib?" She asked as she leaned against the counter.

"I'm sorry you got hurt, that wasn't my intention at all. Jody has been calling me with updates and told me that you were on your way home.  So we raced home to get here before you. I wanted to surprise you with dinner, and then talk afterwards."

"Jody told you? I asked her and Donna not to tell you guys anything."

"Don't be mad at her, I begged her to tell me." Sam answered, taking a step towards her. "Why don't you go get changed into something comfy while I finish dinner. We can eat and then talk, okay?"

Y/N grabbed the bag she said left in the library and headed up the stairs to her room. It had been a long week of driving and she couldn't wait to peel off her jeans and throw on some sweats. 

As soon as Y/N reached her bedroom door, she saw a faint glow coming from underneath it. She pushed the door open slowly and her jaw fell to the floor. Her entire bedroom floor was covered in white rose petals, tea lights outlined her bed and a basket full of candles and a giant fuzzy blanket laid on the corner of her bed.

"Oh my Chuck." She whispered as she tried to take everything in. She dropped her bag on the floor and stared at the scene in front of her. "He's really trying hard isn't he?" She asked herself out loud as she headed for the bathroom to wash her face. 

The same faint glow came from under the bathroom door, causing herself to giggle. "Oh yeah, he's definitely trying hard." She added as she opened the door.

Floating candles were lit and waiting for her in an already drawn bath. "I swear, if that water is still warm..." she trailed off, bringing herself to the edge of the tub.

She placed a hand in the tub and quickly pulled it out. "How the hell?" She yelled as she pulled her hand away.

Y/N heard a muffled laugh in response coming from downstairs, causing her to smile. "Maybe I should hear him out."

"Dinner was amazing Sam, thank you for cooking." Y/N smiled as she took both of their plates off the table and walked them to the sink.  And thank you for the bath...and the rose petals." She giggled.

"Don't thank me, your room and bathroom was all Dean and Cas. I haven't even seen it yet." Sam replied as he went to go meet her by the sink. "I uh..have been wanting to apologize to you since the night you left." Sam started, watching Y/N for any sign of her not wanting to have the conversation right now.

Y/N hopped up on the counter by the sink and nodded her head for Sam to continue.

"I know I should have called you that night and told you how the hunt was going. And not just that night, every night. I know you get worried when Dean and I go out on a hunt. I'm sorry for making you worry."

"Thank you for your apology."Y/N said, as she took a deep breath before continuing. "Honestly, that's all I've ever wanted from you. I know that hunting is what you have been doing since you were a kid, I'm not doubting your skills at all. I know you can handle yourself out there, but I still worry about you both. You don't even have to call, just a short text saying that you are okay is all I need and then we can talk about the hunt when you get home."

Sam took a step towards Y/N, moving her legs so he could stand in between them. "I promise to text you hourly updates while we are on a hunt. I promise to call you if things are really bad." Sam told her, moving closer to Y/N and resting his palms on her thighs. He felt her legs shudder under his touch, and moved his face closer to her.

Y/N could feel Sam's hot breath on her lips, and it took everything in her not to jump off the counter and onto him. "Do you promise to never have to share a room with Dean and Cas again?" She winked at him.

"I can definitely promise that."

Y/N couldn't take the tension anymore, she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his middle.

"Does this mean that we are okay?" Sam asked, raising his eyebrow.

"Oh, we are more than okay." She answered before she attacked his face with kisses. "Now let's go put that warm bath to good use." She winked playfully.

Sam lifted Y/N off of the counter and into his arms, heading for her bathroom. "One more question though." Sam said. "Are you still my fiance?"

"I never stopped."

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