#ive been getting pretty decent at drawing tears because of him :3

[chimerical-daydreams]

Hey, did anyone hear something snap?

[oh-for-fic-sake]

The Ground Rules

Geralt lays down the law with the help of yennefer after catching the reader haveing a bit of me time in the bath.

Masterlist

Ok this took all day as i couldnt stop tweaking it and i got to the point iv just got to step back and throw it out there or im gonna scream.Any way this is to go along with pastry negotiations its based after that one so could be considered part two? can be read stand alone tho in all honesty these modern reader inserts are gonna jump about in timeline cos my plot bunnys are twats. Im basing my Ciri on a mix of mature netflix Ciri and slightly mischievous witcher 3 Ciri. Any way i hope you enjoy this one im pretty pleased with it xx 

WARNING: Adult Themes, Smut, DubCon Swearing MxFxF 18+

Dont like it dont read it.

Geralt snaps when you take matters into your own hands.

The Ground Rules

"Well someone is excited" Jaskier drolled as he watched your form slowly creating distance between you as you marched ahead.

As the small rickety town came into veiw you cried out a victorious and dramatic "still alive" causing eye rolls and chuckles in the group. Honestly this was the first real town you'd come to since being here and you were thrilled. Sure you'd passed a tiny smattering of houses four or so days ago where you'd traded for some bread, tiny amount of dried meat and a few other essentials oh! and yenn had managed to replace your pastry to the amusment of the resident witcher. They'd both been more open with you since the whole pastry incident-which you thought was an off handed comment on yennefers part but she and geralt had since indicated otherwise.

The people in the village had mentioned of a near by town that was rumoured to have a contract out on a nest of some monster thingamajigs that you hadn't botherd to remeber the name of .You looked down the verge towards the town with immediate thoughts of eat, bathe and sleep- on a bed, a real fucking bed ,ok so it wont be a temper mattress but you could live with that-oh my fucking god hot water,a nice loooong soak you moaned in your throat the thought alone brought tears to your eyes. You walked ahead trying to usher the group.

And maybe you could have your own room. Honestly sharing a bed with the couple was becoming an issue for you,your crush on them was definatly getting out of control now constantly blushing under their heated glances and they are becoming more touchy feely, Hands lingering longer than nesscasary or leaning in so close so thier breath tickled the hairs on your neck basically doing anything to get you flustered and you swear to god yesterday yennefer copped a feel whilst helping you threw a small steam which you didn't need help with;not that she listened. Bottom line you were becoming sexualy frustrated pretty much staying in a constant state of arousal a night away from them to take care of business would be very much appreciated. 

"Come ooooonnnn guys keep up" you turned looking back at them drawing out your whine befor resuming towards the town

"Someone should catch up with her she looks like a girl on a mission" Yennefer commented 

"Yes. Ciri would you keep her near the main gate and out of trouble while we settle roach in the stables ,here take her this she should cover up befor anyone gets any ideas" geralt grunted as your form began to dissapear down the brow of the hill ,ciri looked between the two before shrugging grabbing his offered cloak then ran to catch up with you.

You glanced to the side as you heard footsteps noticing Ciri fall in step with you she held out his cloak.

"Here geralt said to cover up before people get any ideas" you sighed it wasnt your fault his shirt hung off of you showing a large amount of shoulder and chest luckily when the hoover portal of doom sucked you in you were in fleece lined black leggings that had been durable enough to survive the last 3 weeks on the road(your stitch t shirt hadn't survived your initial fall) because you doubt he'd have anything your hips would get in to. Rolling your eyes you pulled the heavy fabric across your shoulders repostioning it so that it wasnt draging on the floor to much but was still sheilding your body. 

"He's such a dad" Ciri giggled nodding in agreement befor reciting what esle geralt had requested ordered. You scoffed shaking your head

"So he doesnt even trust me to walk through a town, he does realise im an adult right? That i can do things with out causing trouble. i mean for god sake im not jaskier" she snorted 

"I think its more like he doesnt want other men trying to sleep with you" you did a double take 

"The hell you know about that sort of shit? has Jaskier been corrupting you?"

 A knowing smirk crossed her face as she held her hands up coming to a halt facing you just inside the wooden gates of the town.

"You think i havent noticed whats going on by myself, Geralt likes you so does yenn jaskiers noticed to, think he's going to write a song" 

"He better bloody not and anyway maybe i want to find a companion for the night." You announced tersely crossing your arms only to freeze as you heard a growl from behind you.

"Oh yes, i may have forgot to mention that witchers are senses are really sensetive" she smiled sweetly, you gaped why were you only being told this now. Looking between her and the others approaching.

"Wh-what how the fuck you leave that out? d-do you think he heard us? from back there" She nodded 

"Most definitely" you gulped feeling yourself shrink into Geralts cloak a little at the looks you received from Geralt and Yennefer as he spoke to her telling her what youd just said.oh fuck.

"when you say senses you mean all of 'em? Not just one or two?" hoping beyond hope that something had been lost in translation.

"Nope all of them sight, smell, hearing the whole lot" she replied watching the colour drain from your horror sticken face. You'd been getting wet over the past few days. And the realisation that he probably knew embarrassed the shit out of you. Geralt smirked obviously he heard.You were so fucked.he knew and if he knew then she knew.oh my god. You were sooo fucked.'whelp there goes my dignity' you thought. He strode past you to the mediocre stables with roach in toe ready to hitch her for the night.Jaskier and yenn followed pulling some of the bags off of the horse then passing them out to their respective owners. Geralt then stood before you all giving you all the 'game plan' as you call it.

"we will find an inn and eat after that you get settled in for the night whist i see about this contract."

"don't bother about me tonight im going to catch myself a young fair maiden for the night" you scoffed at Jaskier's announcement drawing his attention

"Sounding like a creeper there Jask, what? you gonna do throw a net in the tavern? don't think they'd take to kindly to that" he huffed through his nose aggravated. 

"No im going to sing in the tavern and lure a beauty to my side for the night" you played along widening your eyes in false realization

"oohh so your gonna go pay for it, how does it work exactly is it by hour or-" Geralt quickly intervened covering your mouth one to stop the inevitable spat and two before you could corrupt Ciri any further Jaskier deadpanned giving you a flat look.

"you're welcome to come find out for yourself im sure your just Itching  to get some relief-"

"JASKIER! you go ahead at least try to keep a bit of coin back this time" Jaskier 1 Y/n 0.

You glowered behind Geralt's hand as he dismissed the smirking bard who turned on his heel prancing off quite pleased with himself. You smacked Geralt's hand away wiping your mouth with the back of your hand before slowly making your way down the street into town.It had taken nearly half an hour to find a decent inn that had room for the four of you. A room with two double beds that had a heavy curtain to split the room into two it was usually rented by traveling families. You groaned as you walked in, now you really couldn't take care of business, you followed Ciri as she placed her bag on the bed on the left following suit you placed yours on the other half of it only to have Yennefer quickly relocated it to her side of the other bed. Ciri snorted giving you a knowing look.you sighed then stomped across the room. Knowing all to well that it was futile to argue with the sorceress ,the witcher was stubborn but she was something else. Geralt handed a small pouch of coin to Yennefer.

"This is for the new clothes Ciri needs a thicker cloak preferably fur lined maybe new boots to not sure how long those will last in the mountains." yennefer hummed as she pocketed the money. 

"And the clothes for Y/n as well?" 

"Yes, should be enough there for what we discussed if not i'v got a bit more saved" you raised your brows blinking at them.

"err what was discussed? guys? what did you talk about? was it about me? helloooo" you waved as they ignored you.Yennefer pulled off her cloak leaving it on her side of the bed. you and Ciri followed their lead only for Geralt the tug yours back across you giving a sharp look as you rolled your eyes.The group made its way down into the quiet main room of the family run inn where you were served a meal of roast beef with vegetable trimmings ,before you knew it Geralt had left to find out about the contract with a final 'Behave' thrown in your direction.To which you grunted in response,too full to even tell him to 'jog on' - a phrase that still frustrated the witcher as he didn't know the meaning-. Yennefer had asked for a bath before your meal which you were just informed was ready leaving you alone with the sorceress. You had all decided Ciri would have the bath first then you, yennefer and finally geralt if he was back before it got cold.

"I cant breath" yennefer laughed out loud you rubbed your tummy closing your eyes

"I mean honestly, I think theres food in my lungs" groaning leaning back against the chair she gave a sympathetic smile

"Well you did inhale your food, maybe next time take it easy."

"Can you blame me, been the first meat iv recognized since i got here" It was true so far you'd been living on meats that you wouldn't have necessarily chose to eat back home rabbit,mutton venison ect.

"After we've bathed we will rest for the day but tomorrow we have to run over to the seamstress and get your new clothes, not sure how long we will be here and might have to order some or have them taken up,you are a little thing.Might have to have some leather work done too." you squinted pointing an accusing finger at her

"You calling me a midget? we going for shots now are we?" she smiled sheepishly

"No .no shots?. i just meant your petite don't worry its very cute. Anyway we are only picking up the basics a few day dresses ,Riding clothes boots that sort of thing" you blinked owlishly flushing as she called you cute. 

"Riding clothes yes. Dresses no thank you" she stared unblinking at you for a few moments making you squirm at the calm expectant gaze that was getting heavier by the second, it was like the eyes of a mother when you'd been caught doing some dumb shit you knew you shouldn't be doing.

"Stop it....Yenn no... cant i just get something like Geralt has..please... i'd be much more comfortable...even Jaskier i mean im not one for the puffy bits but 'd make do....."

she blinked slowly

"Oh fine but only one or two no more and your not getting rid of these leggings either" you gave in, her gaze was to unnerving and it did things to you. Her face lit up. She was looking forward to seeing you in feminine gown instead of a her and Geralt's shirts not that she minded but it'd be a nice change to your strange stetchy leggings (not that she minded you in the form fitting bottoms) She moved leaning in to your side hand on your thigh patting it lightly.

"Thank you, don't be so worried i will take good care of everything" you gulped as you felt the flushed skin of your face grow hotter,your core clenching and warming at her sultry reply you closed your eyes trying to regain a bit of control. Suddenly her attention was drawn to a pink skinned Ciri who had finished her bath and changed Yenn nodded and released your thigh. You bolted upstairs hearing a chuckle as you did.

Once in the room you sighed in relief, making your way towards the screened off section that held a large oval tub full of steaming water. Discarding your clothes as you all but melted into the hot water.You submerged yourself getting your hair wet scratching tentatively at your scalp that had begun to ache under the grime. Spotting a small stool with what you'd consider toiletries, a bar of hard sweet smelling soap and a few vials.You grabbed the soap, opting for using it for your hair as well unsure what vials did what and went where.After scrubbing all the built up sweat and dirt you you closed your eyes lounging back against the slanted end tub you relaxed a few moments it wasn't long before you were feeling much better ,tired muscles succumbing to the soothing hot water.your body hummed. 'no one would have to know' as your summarized that this was the perfect opportunity to relieve yourself of other tensions, 

'its not like geralt could smell you under water, i mean i dont think dogs can thats why criminals cross rivers when their being hunted on tv isn't it?' biting your lip you peaked an eye open and listened out carefully feeling naughty when you began moving your hand to the apex of your thighs gasping as your finger ghosted over your hardened bundle of nerves .Fuck. Your clit was sensitive not surprising when Geralt and Yennefer had practically edged you for nearly a week. You whined quietly as you began a fast rhythm on your clit ,other hand slinking down to your opening rubbing your fingers up and down the warm weeping hole. You bit off a groan as your hips gyrated against your roaming hands. Stomach tensing as you drove yourself faster and faster to the edge.Almost there.Fuck almost-you jumped hissing 'shit' ,ripping your hands away from yourself , sitting up fast enough to make your head spin splashing a wave of water over the floor when you heard the door open slamming the wall beside it.

"err theres some one in here!" you called out loudly, angry at who ever just interrupted you.You got nervous as the heavy steps quickly made their way towards you.Realizing who ever it was didn't care for your modesty as they were coming your way you slung your top half out of the tub to grasp the towel screaming because before you could grasp it and cover yourself a large calloused hand enveloped your shoulder shoving you back into the water.

"WH-GERALT THE FUCK? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUTTA ME." you shouted at him as he released you then you looked down slapping your hands down to cover your self as he raised his eyebrows and gave a lop sided grin.He defiantly looked like the big bad wolf in that moment eyes ablaze with a hunger you wasn't sure you wanted to explore or not. Collecting yourself swallowing dryly before scolding him in a voice that seemed to become smaller with each word.

"hey! get the fuck out im trying to bathe you prick" you heard the door open and close again in a less violent fashion. And suprize suprize yennefer glided into view behind the .

"Thats not all you were doing tho was it? i can fucking smell you" was growled at you as geralt wet his lips you squeaked. 

"huh? b-but.. i thought..w-water" you stuttered out as your brain malfunctioned on on an epic scale. Yennefer gave out a loud laugh.

"so thats why he tore threw the inn like that.honestly Geralt i thought something was wrong" she continued laughing as she replayed the way geralt had all but vaulted the tables to get to the stairs. you pouted throughly humiliated

"something is wrong" he ground out before kneeling beside you .Shifting you tired to create some distance from him. He was having none of that wasting no time thrusting his hands into the water tugging away your shielding hand the other forcing its way between your legs. You slammed back against the tub gasping trying to get away. All you'd achieved was his hand pinning your hips to the back of the bath by your pussy

"GERALT WHA-"  

"Lets lay down some ground rules" He squeezed your throbbing heat in his hand curling his fingers dangerously close to your opening you bucked moaning breathlessly .Your eyes searched Yennefer's for help but she wore a similar hungry look that he had. Another slow squeeze brought your attention back to the brooding alpha male in the room.

"This is ours.ours to lick,suck and fuck as we see fit, to do what we please with and is off limits to your wandering little hands we clear on that?" You groaned out as he emphasized certain words with teasing brushes of fingers and a slow rub of his palm. Realizing that he might actually be serious.You nodded quickly babbling as he rocked his hand back and forth igniting the heat that you had built alone.

"C-crystal-please Geralt PLease" You threw your head back as his hand moved deliberate and teasing.

"You think you deserve it? after being caught up here playing with yourself?" You nodded then shook your head confused, unable to really concentrate on anything apart from his magnificent hand ,half lidded eyes and clenching your fingers tight around the thumb he was using it to control your movements as your body whithered under his ministrations.

"Really?" He said smirking as he held completely still you sucked through your teeth biting back curses.He chuckled smug bastard. moving trying to get some friction to no avail.

"Well we have been teasing the poor thing ,of course shes going to try sorting herself out the first chance she gets .Honestly Geralt what did you expect? i did tell you" yennefer reasoned as she stood behind you combing threw your wet hair you before grasping your free hand pulling it up out of the way kissing your palm before ghosting her nose down your neck pressing soft kisses along it you mewled at her and tried to coax geralt to continue again by rolling your hips.

"I suppose we could let her off this time" His voice was pure sex as he glanced down before giving into pushing two thick fingers up into you. his breach of your walls had an initial sting but was incredible as your needy walls tried sucking him deeper greedy to be filled.

"oh-oh fuck Ger-please" you arched your back pushing down onto his hand clutching onto Yennefer's wrist. you were so hot .fuck.he was gonna make you cum too quick. You panted throwing your head side to side as your legs tensed then raised up towards your torso, your pussy wrapped tight around Geralts fingers as he held them deep every few thrusts making you feel just how your walls rippled around him. he alternated between fast and shallow then slow and deep trying to build you up slowly he wasn't going to rush you, he was skilled enough to walk you up to the edge and throw you off whenever he damn well pleased. You'd never been this desperate in your life . Yenn's cool fingers delicately teased out your nipples pinching and flicking them until they stood out provocatively. You rocked against the both of them as Geralt made sure to start dragging your clit up and down with his palm as he finger fucked you curling his fingers searching for that small spot that'd send your mind reeling. Yenn had leaned down kissing your cheek and begun whispering lowly into your ear.

"He knows what he's doing doesn't he?Iit wont take him long to find every single spot you have, thats the thing with bedding a witcher they are much more observant then regular men. I have no doubt he will know when your going to orgasm before you do.He has the ability to force them out of nowhere when ever he pleases.. He is quite cruel like that" you moaned out loud snapping your head back high pitched and vulgar sounds tore from your throat as Geralts invading fingers began rubbing furiously back and forth on a soft spot inside of you.Unable to control yourself as your legs and tummy spasmed erratically as your tearfull moans and pleas filled the room

"Thats it oh i think iv found it~" he boasted as he moved his elbow pinning a knee to the side of the tub leaving your clit cruelly exposed for Yennefer,they shared a look as she moved her hand down to join Geralts taking over to rub small firm circles on your exposed clit.

"oh-OH fuck noNOno i cant please i ca-UGh to-Too much please FUCK" Yennefer was quick to swallow your moans in a kiss of clashing teeth and tongues before any one could hear ,tears streamed down your face as your body ached your pussy contracting painfully around his swiping digits. Pulling back for air the sorceress placed open mouthed kisses over your shoulders leaving red marks with her teeth and sucking bites.

"Good girl your being sooo good you don't have to ask this time" she praised as she reached your ear befor sucking harshly below your jaw. you were quickly becoming putty in their hands Geralt growled as he picked up the begining tremors of your orgasm.

"Look at me" you obeyed instantly moaning as you watched the white wolf pull his lip up in a snarl that would have scared you any other time.

"This is what you were made for, your ours, we own you, mind body and soul we own every whimper ,every tear ,every orgasm and hole they are ours for the taking when ever we choose,from now only ecstasy you will know is what we give you" You'd never have guessed how filthy his mouth could be but it seemed to have the desired effect as a sudden rush of heat was your only warning before rearing up screaming out, not sure if you'd shut your eyes or blacked out for a moment as you gushed into the bath water.Geralt pressed into you persistent while Yennefer's hand continued the tight circles efficiently drawing out the best orgasm your ever had.Finally their movements ceased and your body went limp wracked trembling in the aftermath as your orgasm ebbed away slowly. After giving you a few moments to come down and catch your breath Geralt removed his fingers you whimpered inside's still so sensitive after your orgasm, sucking on them he moaned deep and feral before plucking your clenched fingers off his thumb. Yennefer quickly wiped your pussy gently clearing the cum from between your swollen lips. Making you twitched as the cloth ran over you.Pulling you from the bath was a joint effort as they rested you on the bed and began patting you dry with the towel.Moaning in protest as your arms waved loosely trying to take over only having your hand smacked away as they finished.Lying back looking up at them bleary eyed trying to stay awake you felt like jelly, giving up fighting you rolled over yawning tucking your arms below your head Yennefer tilted her head stroking your hair sending you into a relaxed sleep.

"Poor dear ,Oh look at her geralt shes all fucked out and we haven't even fucked her yet" 

"hmm she'll be ok we just need to work on her stamina" he replied patting your bottom as he pulled the cover over your washed out form.Geralt panicked

"Shit wheres Ciri?"

"well when you came charging in down stairs i told her to go find Jaskier and stay there until one of us came to get her" Yennefer said with a sly grin he shook his head and scooped her up kissing her passionately. As he took a few steps to the now vacant bath

"well the bath is still warm care to join me?"

"with pleasure lets try not to wake her tho"

.

See you soon xxx

[majorlyobsessed]

You with the green eyes... - A Barisi Fic + Accompanying Gifset

For you @rafaelsonny for the @barisigiftexchange

I apologize in advance if the fic is not what you were picturing, hopefully the gifset makes up for what it’s lacking!

If you want to read it on AO3 here...

The four times Rafael or Sonny were jealous and the one time they finally got their ish together. 

I.

Rafael doesn’t know when the smart remarks and the light banter he has going with Sonny shifts into something more for him, all he knows is that it happens gradually. Somewhere in between the biting remarks, his eyes begin to linger on Sonny’s reactions. The more they linger, the fonder he grows of Sonny. Eventually, as subtly as possible, he attempts to do something about it, without risk of completely destroying the professional capacity of their relationship.

In the middle of a particularly long case, he’s in the precinct, sitting directly across from Sonny when he sees the clock tick past 9 o’clock. They’ve been going over case files for hours, trying to find any detail that could prove fruitful but with no luck. Rafael has been watching Sonny out of the corner of his eye for the last fifteen minutes now, memorizing little details of his face. He thinks now is as good a chance as ever, so he rises from his seat, hands tucking into his pockets.

Sonny looks up at the sound the swivel chair makes and Rafael lets out a small sigh,

“I need a glass of scotch,”

Sonny sighs as well, giving a tired nod in assent which has a little bit of hope blooming in Rafael’s chest,

“You coming, detective?” He asks but Sonny’s shaking his head,

“Not tonight.” He says giving a small smile like he’s genuinely apologetic.

He rises from his seat as well, the muscles in his thighs clenching and unclenching as he stands up. He unrolls the sleeves of his shirt, drawing Rafael’s hazel gaze to forearms that disappear into gray cotton.

“I need to drop this care package off to Rollins. She’s going a little stir crazy at home, all sick.” Sonny elaborates.

“Right,” Rafael says eyes focusing on the fond expression on the detective’s face at the mention of Rollins. His blue eyes twinkling with obvious amusement and adoration, Rafael wonders how he missed it. He frowns at the tinge of disappointment he feels, quick to stomp down on it, chiding himself, Of course, he’s interested in Rollins, he thinks bitterly.

“Maybe some other time, then,” Rafael says dismissively, purposely avoiding further elaboration as he steps away from Sonny, literally and figuratively putting distance between them. He needs that scotch now more than ever.

“Goodnight, Carisi,” he says with a final, almost wistful nod, before turning and walking away.

“Night,” Sonny calls softly, watching the ADA’s speedy departure with pensive confusion.

II.

It’s not the first time that someone tries to flirt with Rafael to get their way in a plea deal and he doubts it will be the last, nevertheless, he’s a little surprised when Lisa Hassler tries to pull those kinds of moves on him.

“Fifteen years.” Rafael offers, eyes narrowing on Lisa’s face.

Her lips form a bit of a pout at the high number and she leans in a bit closer, tucking a strand of her brown hair behind one ear. She angles her body to reveal the pale expanse of her neck, staring imploringly at him with her big brown eyes. Rafael is mostly amused by her actions, though in the back of his mind he wonders what she’s up to. Even after several odd years of knowing the woman, he still doesn’t completely understand her.

“Eight,” She says her voice a soft, seductive murmur, leaning further to show off a hint of cleavage.

Rafael grins, not bothering to pretend he’s falling for it.

“Ten,” He insists, hazel gaze never leaving her own eyes.

Lisa contemplates this for a few seconds and nods, then trails her fingers flirtatiously down his hand, “Fine, throw in a date and I could work with ten.”

Rafael hears a loud flabbergasted scoff from his right side,

“Are you kidding?” Sonny demands, budding into the conversation.

Rafael waves his hand in Sonny’s direction, “Shush.”

He feels the weight of Sonny’s glare on his hand as he considers Lisa’s proposition. He knows that whatever date she’s asking him for, isn’t going to be more than a shared couple drinks while she drills him about his personal life.

“Deal.” He says and Sonny’s intake of breath is loud, but Rafael continues on anyway.

“One drink, I choose the place.” He says to her because he knows she’s shit at choosing any bar with decent drink options.

Lisa leans back, looking like the cat who got the canary, “Alright. Nice working with you Mr. Barba,” She spares them one last saucy wink, before sauntering off, pointedly sashaying her hips side to side.

Rafael watches her leave feeling both amused and confused at her antics, when Sonny’s voice cuts in, “Did you just sell yourself out for a plea deal?”

“We got the deal, didn’t we?” Rafael says in lieu of answering, not wanting to go into the lengthy explanation of Lisa’s strange sense of humor.

“Yeah, but now you have to go out with her.” Sonny protests, which causes Rafael to pause.

He turns to face Sonny whose features are frowned, blue eyes stormy and lips pursed.

“Have to?” He echoes with a cocked eyebrow, “When have you known me to do anything, I didn’t want to?”

Sonny looks taken aback, “Oh,” he says instantaneously feeling the rush of embarrassment at his presumption. Rafael graciously chooses not to comment on the sudden redness of Sonny’s ears and cheeks and sits, leans back comfortably in his chair, planting his feet on the edge of the desk.

Sonny sits back down as well, pulls another case file into his lap, trying not to feel sullen over the date that’s got an easy, self-satisfied smile curled on Rafael’s lips.

-

(Rafael gets a text to his cell phone 20 minutes after Lisa’s departure,

SMS 3:38 PM

Man, winding up your pretty boy sure was a lot of fun. However, I got to cancel that date after all, my girlfriend’s taking me out to dinner. Raincheck?)

III.

Sonny’s been present to witness a lot of hard cases, he knows better than anyone that Rafael works hard to serve justice for the victims, yet this is just one of those cases where it isn’t possible. He can see the toll it takes on Rafael, in the way his shoulders tense as the jury fails to reach a verdict and the judge declares a mistrial.

He wants to walk over to Rafael, put his arms around him, tell him that he did the best he could. He gets up, almost as if to do just that, before he can do anything, Liv is stepping forward. Right, he thinks, stopping himself, Rafael already has someone to comfort him. He looks away when Liv goes in for a hug.

Moments later, he follows Liv and Rafael out of the courthouse, offering Rafael a brief look of sympathy. The crowd from the courtroom heads off in different directions and Sonny belatedly realizes he’s left alone on the court steps with Rafael and Liv, he begins to regret that when a palpable silence passes between them.

It doesn’t last long though, Mrs. Rodriguez approaches them soon enough, her eyes filled with unshed tears, “Some of the jurors would like to light a candle for Hector, is that okay?” She asks uncertain,

“Of course,” Rafael says and she looks at him then, her voice shaky as she continues,

“Thank you, Mr. Barba, I…” Her voice breaks and so does the strong resolve in Rafael’s face.

Sadness pools in his eyes and she reaches forward, presses a hand to his chest as if to reassure him, “I know hard you tried,”

Rafael clasps his hand over hers for a brief moment before she pulls away. Sonny feels the sting of the guilt that pours out of Rafael as he watches her go with pursed lips. When he finally turns, he blinks once as if suddenly remembering that Sonny and Liv are still there. Rafael’s eyes focus on Liv’s dazed face, his eyes softening with something like deep affection. Sonny’s stomach coils tightly at the sight.

“Liv, how about we go up to the memorial together?”

Liv finally looks at Rafael then and something passes between them, a silent conversation that has Sonny feeling awkward like he’s interrupting something. Whatever it is, Rafael opens his mouth next,

“Carisi?” Rafael questions and when Sonny makes a confused face, Rafael gestures between Liv and him, that’s when Sonny remembers, the memorial. He shakes his head,

“I think I’m just going to spell Fin at the hospital, keep Rollins company.”

He doesn’t add that there is no way he’s willingly getting stuck between the two of them in an Uber through Manhattan traffic. He can barely handle the easy affection that flows between the two of them as it is, an enclosed space could only do worse.

IV.

Sonny accepts Amanda’s offer to head to Babies “R” Us to pick out some necessities for Jesse, not expecting to see Rafael there.

Amanda ducks into one of the aisles a couple steps back and Sonny decides to keep trudging forward with the cart. He doesn’t want to risk jostling sleeping Jesse who is tucked into his right shoulder. He’s turning the corner, guiding the cart with one hand when he pauses his stride, eyes focusing on a man in a beige jacket a couple steps ahead.

The color of the coat combined with the dark brown hair perfectly styled even at the back is enough for Sonny to know who he is. Sonny tries not to let his heart surge at the ridiculous contrast of Rafael all dressed in his usual business attire, looking very out of place, surrounded by children’s clothes. He opens his mouth to call on him but breaks off when a woman steps forward, holding an outfit out to Rafael.

Sonny’s expression falls further when he recognizes Liv, all easy smiles and, effortless beauty, laughing at the expression Rafael makes when he sees the outfit she picked out. Suddenly Sonny feels out of place and he pulls the cart back, unwilling to confront a softer, happier Rafael that isn’t directed at him. Amanda steps up behind him then, holding out two different baby bottles,

“Sonny, hey, from these two which…” She trails off, her eyes honing in on the familiar couple ahead of them,

“Is that Liv?”

“No, that’s definitely someone else—“

“Barba too?” She demands, cutting him off.

Sonny makes a placating gesture for her to keep quiet but Amanda gets a twinkle in her eye at the sudden desperation in Sonny’s eyes and she calls over to them,

“Liv!”

-

“How about this one?” Liv asks, holding up an orange shirt and blue short combo. Rafael wrinkles his nose at both the color combination and the implication,

“I am not willingly paying good money to have Noah wear the Mets’ colors,”

The displeasure in his voice as he says this has Liv chuckling, “Didn’t know you were such a fan of the game, counselor,”

Rafael shrugs, “A bunch of men running around in tight pants, what’s not to love?”

Liv gives an amused smile, “So have you had better luck then? We’re here because of you, I told you Noah didn’t need anything,”

He waves off her attempts to derail his plans, “It’s his birthday, the least I could do is buy the boy a decent outfit”

Liv breaks off from another protest that was on the tip of her tongue to demand,

“Is that supposed to imply all the outfits I’ve bought are subpar?”

Rafael raises both his brows, going for an innocent look,

“It is what it is, I’ve accepted it by now,”

Liv goes to make some kind of remark that is sure to have put Rafael in his place when someone calls out her name,

“Liv!”

Rafael turns with Liv to see Rollins waving to them, but the person that catches Rafael’s attention is Sonny standing behind her, a cotton covered lump with legs in one hand. Rafael’s brain belatedly computes that the lump is probably Jesse, Rollins’ baby girl. He isn’t even that surprised to see them together, looking like a picture perfect, all American family.

Unfortunately, the lack of surprise doesn’t stop the acid burn feeling, of what Rafael has come to know as envy, crawling its way up his sternum. He takes a breath, reaches to grab at Liv, hoping to end this interaction with a wave and then walk away. But Liv steps forward before he can attempt to run away and instead grabs his arm, pulling him forward, closer to them.

The women share a hug and settle into some comfortable small talk while Rafael nods stiffly at Sonny,

“Carisi,” He says politely, deciding to keep it professional, Sonny nods back at him with a small smile,

“Counselor,”

Both Sonny and Rafael stay silent, letting the women lead the conversation, Rafael choosing to zone most of it out until he hears something about Rollins showing Liv “the cutest little shoes” and then both Rollins and Liv are stepping away from them, telling them they’ll be right back.

Rafael glares at the purposeful look Liv throws his way, subtly gesturing to Sonny before hooking her arm with Rollins. Rollins unlike Sonny, doesn’t miss Liv’s gestures and she grins, unnecessarily adding, “You boys have fun now,” before heading off with Liv.

When Rafael finally turns to look at Sonny again, he catches Sonny staring longingly after Rollins and that makes the burning in his chest about ten times worse. Sonny finally turns once the two women have disappeared out of sight and in a delayed panic at being caught staring, Rafael focuses his gaze elsewhere. He remembers that Sonny is holding Rollins’ bundle of joy and he eyes the baby with apprehension, a look Sonny catches, causing a laugh to bubble out of him.

“She’s not a bomb, she’s not going to blow just ‘cuz you’re near her,” He assures Rafael with a smile that has Rafael’s knees going a little weak.

Sonny angles his body a little to show Jesse’s innocent napping face. But Rafael remains unconvinced, instead choosing to remark on how comfortable the little girl is, her cheek smushed into the curve of Sonny’s broad shoulder.

“You’re…good with her,” He comments and it makes Sonny’s smile stretch, a pleasant hue rising to the apples of his cheeks and now Rafael’s heart is clenching for a wholly different reason.

“Amanda wouldn’t keep me around if not,” Sonny says jokingly, Rafael hums his assent but knows the statement is untrue. Rollins knows a good thing when she sees one.

“So,” Sonny asks, “You’re here for what? Helpful commentary?”

“Funny,” Rafael says in a deadpan tone, which only has Sonny grinning wider,

“Oh wow counselor, pigs just might fly, you just said I was funny,”

Rafael rolls his eyes, “It’s called sarcasm, Carisi” He retorts, biting back the grin that’s spilling over, pretending that he’s not secretly enjoying their back and forth banter.

“I’m here because it’s Noah’s birthday soon, I wanted to buy him some clothes as a present,”

“Oh,” Sonny says in a weird tone of voice that has Rafael looking up and seeing a sudden shift in Sonny’s face.

Rafael goes to ask about it when Jesse makes a noise against Sonny’s shoulder and lifts her head looking adorably confused as she looks around. Her soft blue eyes land on Rafael who tries his best not to look grim but it clearly doesn’t work. Her face immediately begins to scrunch up, a wail producing from the back of her throat.

Rafael shoots Sonny combined looks of I told you so and panic at what to do and just like that, the lighthearted smile returns to Sonny’s face. He bounces his knees up and down with a smile, making soft shushing noises as he rubs a hand up and down Jesse’s back.

"It’s okay J, it’s just uncle Rafael, he’s not scary, just a grump, s'okay" He says softly, which has Rafael grimacing.

"I am not a grump," He protests, unconvincingly.

When Jesse finally quiets down, she looks at Rafael with about as much unease as Rafael is regarding her with, nuzzling into the soft material of Sonny’s shirt. Lucky baby, Rafael thinks petulantly.

Then, Jesse is babbling and Rafael doesn’t realize how close he’s gotten to Sonny until Jesse’s chubby little hand reaches out and grabs on to the collar of his jacket. Sonny smiles, clearly not noticing their proximity. Rafael almost has to hold his breath when Sonny steps closer to angle Jesse more comfortably towards him.

"There you go, see,” He murmurs softly, “Uncle Rafael's not scary at all", completely oblivious to the fact that his voice is causing Rafael pain.

Suddenly Jesse is twisting her body, following the hand that’s gripped at Rafael's collar and Rafael just lets her pull him closer till she’s got a solid grip, too distracted by Sonny to really process what’s happening.

That is until Sonny goes, "Oh you want to go to uncle Raf's arms, okay," Rafael’s daze is broken then and he tries to move away,

"What—Sonny no. I don’t think that’s a good idea,"

But Sonny ignores Rafael’s panicked protests, shifting Jesse’s weight into Rafael's arms. Rafael clutches at the unfamiliar weight in an awkward manner that has Jesse squirming from the discomfort. Rafael takes that as a sign that she’s clearly displeased with being in his arms and tries to give her back to Sonny,

"See she doesn’t like it, take her back,".

"It’s ‘cuz you’re holding her all wrong counselor,” Sonny says stepping in, face close to Rafael’s as he adjusts Jesse’s position, “You've gotta support her bottom, yes, like that," Sonny says rearranging Rafael’s arms and hands, touch purposely lingering even though Rafael doesn’t notice it.

When Jesse seems comfortable enough, she continues tugging at the collar of Rafael's jacket babbling nonsensically to him and now that she’s literally in his arms, Rafael focuses on the baby babble with a concentrated look, nodding every now and then like he can understand her.

Sonny watches the interaction, feeling like his heart is about to burst any moment and then Jesse who is pretty pleased with the amount of attention Rafael is giving her, leans forward and gives him a sloppy baby kiss, right on his chin. Rafael looks conflicted like he’s deciding whether it was cute or disgusting, maybe both. He seems to settle on cute as he gives Jesse a soft smile and pat on the back. Sonny continues to look on, envious of the fact that a baby has more game than him.

+I.

Rafael shows up at a bar near the precinct following a text message from Rita, telling him to meet her there at 7 o’clock. He shows up fifteen minutes past the hour, no Rita in sight but a young man sitting where Rita told him she would be. He gets a text message from Rita then,

SMS 7:17 PM

I got sick of you pining over your detective, figured you needed a good date or at least a decent lay. So I took the freedom to set you up with someone. Be nice, he’s still a newbie at my firm.

Rafael frowns at the text message and goes to leave, not in the mood to chat up a rookie defense attorney, but it’s too late. The young man sees him and recognition flashes over his face. He smiles at Rafael and waves him over. Rafael goes only because he’s unwilling to face Rita’s displeasure if he isn’t at least polite to the man. The young man introduces himself and they start talking. He’s friendly enough to hold up a decent conversation, not too bad on the eyes either but Rafael can’t help but think he’s no Sonny.

Twenty minutes into a conversation that is growing increasingly stilted, Rafael excuses himself to go to the restroom with the intent of ending the date once he returns. He makes his way to the poorly lit bathroom corridor when someone bumps into him,

“Sorry man,” A familiar accent says.

The tall man turns around to make sure he’s okay, “Wasn’t looking where I—counselor, is that you?” Sonny asks, leaning closer to see Rafael in the dimness of the corridor.

“Carisi,” Rafael says, equally surprised to see Sonny there.

“What are you doing here?”

“This is my go-to bar,” Sonny says with a smile. He’s wearing his suit, but his tie’s a little loose, a couple buttons undone under it. He looks pleasantly buzzed and Rafael is distracted by it all.

“What are you doing here, counselor? On a date?” Sonny questions in a teasing tone.

“Something like that,” Rafael says briefly and Sonny’s expression shifts and he flashes Rafael an overly enthusiastic smile,

“That’s great! Mind if I interrupt your date briefly to go say hi to the Lieu?”

Rafael frowns in confusion at this, “Liv? Why would Liv be here?”

“You’re on a date and she’s your girlfriend,” Sonny says slowly but at the increasing confusion on Rafael’s face, he asks uncertainly, “Isn’t she?”

The misconception startles a laugh out of Rafael. “Sonny, where did you get the impression that Liv was my girlfriend?”

Rafael is not denying that Liv is an attractive woman and if he’s being honest, maybe when he first met her, he’d thought about it, but it would never have worked out. She’s one of his best friends now and it’s much better off that way.

Sonny furrows his brows in confusion, “She’s not? Then who are you on a date with?”

Normally Rafael would very vaguely answer the question, not giving away any details. However, knowing that the date he has tonight is not one he’s willing to continue, he moves to the side and gestures to the young man he’d left in the booth.

Sonny makes a weird sound of displeasure and then weirdly enough asks, “On a scale of 1-10, how well is your date going?”

Rafael raises an eyebrow at the question, “A five?” He replies, unsure of why Sonny is asking.

“Good,” Sonny says strangely pleased and Rafael is further confused until Sonny is lurching forward, leading Rafael against the corridor wall, pressing his soft mouth against his.

Rafael’s mouth goes a little slack in surprise and Sonny uses that as an opportunity to deepen the kiss. Soon Rafael forgets himself in the slow desperation of the kiss, sinking into it when his brain unhelpfully reminds him that Sonny is with Rollins. Rafael reluctantly pushes away from the kiss. Sonny makes a whine of protest, leaning in again, but Rafael stops him with a hand to his chest.

“Sonny, wait, what are you doing?”

“Kissing you, it’s pretty self-explanatory,” Sonny says with a wide smile as his eyes linger on Rafael’s lips. Rafael catches himself looking back up at Sonny’s lips as well but he shakes his head trying to disperse the thoughts,

“That’s not what I’m talking about, what about Rollins?”

“What about her?” Sonny asks, wondering why Amanda is suddenly a part of this conversation.

Rafael gives him a pointed look, “Aren’t you two playing house together?”

“What? I take care of Jesse yeah, but Amanda and I are just good friends.” Sonny explains, “You know, like you and Liv apparently.”

“Oh,” Rafael responds and then in a sudden rush, he wraps a hand around Sonny’s satin tie, swapping their positions before dragging him into another kiss.

Sonny flails a bit at the sudden movement and Rafael uses Sonny’s surprise to lick into the heat of his mouth, holding him close by the fabric of his tie. Sonny’s mouth taste like sugar mixed with alcohol and Rafael chases the sweetness with his tongue, drawing a moan from Sonny’s lips. Sonny finally makes a move then, hands winding up Rafael’s back till they tangle into Rafael’s hair. He grips it tight, pulling a bit and Rafael groans against him, breaking the kiss again.

“You’ve got to stop doing that,” Sonny complains, refusing to let go of Rafael when he leans away.

Rafael sighs against him, pressing an apologetic peck to Sonny’s chin, “I don’t want to stop either, but I don’t want our first time to be in the dingy corridor of your favorite bar.”

“Fair point, counselor. Your place or mine?” Sonny asks, stroking his fingers up and down the nape of Rafael’s neck.

“Whichever is closer,” Rafael says with another pained groan when Sonny shifts, his half hard cock pressing against Rafael’s own growing erection.

“Mine is,” Sonny says then pauses his absent-minded stroking, biting his lip as he continues, “Wait, before that. I just want to make it clear, I’m not interested in a one night stand with you. If…if that’s what you’re looking for, I don’t think—“

“Oh baby,” Rafael says, cutting Sonny off and causing him to flush a wonderful pink color at the use of the new nickname,

“I’m not interested in anything less than waking up next to you every day, if possible,”

“Oh,” Sonny says lamely, a giddy grin spilling over.

“Yeah, now come on, I’ve got to let someone down before we can head off anyway,”

-

In the morning when Rafael finally gets up after Sonny bribes him with caffeine, he has several unread text messages.

Rita Yesterday, SMS 8:02 PM

I was going to be mad about the way you treated the rookie but then I heard the description of who you went home with. At least you’re done with your pining now.

Liv Yesterday, SMS 8:34 PM

I heard you went home with my detective last night, congrats :)

Amanda Rollins, Yesterday, SMS 8:47 PM

Tell Sonny I told him so!

Lisa Hassler, Yesterday SMS 10:13 PM

I told you pretty boy was into you!

-

[motherlifesucher-archives]

Story of Another Us l Shawn Mendes Imagine

a/n: Part 2 of Hogwarts!Shawn is coming soon, I just really wanted to post something and this came out, aaaand I decided to write it on third person, hope it’s not weird, I'm sorry if it’s confusing. I wanted to add that “Submit your name” thingy but I'm useless with technology and that stuff so anyway, hope you like It! <3 x

prompt: I got a long-term plan with short-term fixes and a wasted heart that just eclipses. (based on the song “Story of Another Us” by 5 Seconds of Summer).

i) inside my head, I don't recall a single word, you hit me faster than I heard.

Shattered glass was scattered around the hotel room.

Shawn didn’t take notice of that for good ten minutes until someone was frantically knocking on his door.

Did he even have glasses on the room?

That’s when he saw the spilled white wine on the carpet and the broken glasses, creating an almost perfect puzzle.

He noticed something was missing, the room looked empty compared to how it was just three hours ago.

That’s when he noticed a large purple suitcase was missing.

Her suitcase.

He panicked; he remembered why the glass was scattered all over the floor and the reason behind the missing suitcase. 

He rushed to the door, hoping to see her tear-stained face with regret written all over her face, but instead he found his manager who was there to inform that it was time to head to the venue.

Shawn’s eyes widened and said he needed to go for her, only to find Andrew with a conflicted face.

“She left right after the fight.” Andrew informed Shawn.

“Which is exactly why I need to go find her!” Shawn tried to push Andrew out of his way.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you. You both said some pretty rough stuff.”

“I can’t wait to open this bottle of champagne.” she said happily.

“Me neither, babe.” Shawn kissed her lips while smiling.

“Give me two seconds, gotta check something on my laptop.”

“Sure thing,” Shawn smiled, “I just hope you’re okay with me filling your camera roll with selfies.” he said as he posed.

“You’re so silly.” she giggled.

Shawn’s voice softly singing Happier by Ed Sheeran was the only thing that could be heard on the room as (Y/N) scanned over the paper a professor had sent, until the iPhone on Shawn’s hand buzzed, indicating a message from someone called Liam.

He frowned, not knowing who he was or why he was asking his girlfriend to “please send him help because he couldn’t finish by himself”

“Who’s Liam?” Shawn asked out of the blue.

A frown formed on her face, “Liam? How do you know about him?”

“He just texted you.” Shawn showed the device on his hand.

“Oh, he’s just a friend.” she shrugged it off.

“Really? Doesn’t sound like it.”

She sighed, “What do you mean?”

“I mean you became nervous all of a sudden.”

“I didn’t, please don’t make assumptions.” She rolled your eyes before returning her attention to the laptop.

“I’m not making any assumptions, this looks pretty clear to me.”

“I’m sorry, but are you implying that I'm cheating on you?” she placed the laptop on the bed and crossed her arms over her  chest.

“No, but...”

“But that’s exactly how it sounds like.”

Shawn shook his head, “I’m sorry, I’m just tired.”

“You always are.”

“(y/n), i apologized. Can we please open this champagne and forget this?” Shawn sighed.

“I’m really not in the mood for champagne anymore.”

“There’s no way to keep you happy.” Shawn said throwing the phone on the bed.

“I’m sorry, am I the one jumping to conclusions because of text?” she furrowed her eyebrows.

“You are getting worked up over nothing, dammit (y/n)!” Shawn threw the bottle to the carpeted floor, making her eyes widen.

“Are you crazy?! Why would you do that?!” she shouted, not noticing the tears falling down her face.

“We are not supposed to be fighting, we are supposed to be celebrating!” Shawn fired back.

“We were going to celebrate until you decided to be a jerk, dammit Shawn!” she imitated Shawn’s actions and threw the glass against the wall.

Shawn chuckled bitterly, “And I’m the crazy one? would you look at yourself, please?”

“I’m out of here.” she rushed to the other side of the room to gather her things.

ii) memories are pay-per-view, it costs too much to think of you.

It had been two weeks since the fight and he hadn’t heard from her.

Was he supposed to just give up and understand it was just over? Without even a phone call to make it official?

How was she doing? Was she as miserable as he was?

Memories were running wild on his head as he tried to grasp onto anything that could give him hope.

He could feel her soft hair on through his fingers, or her warm hands tracing figures along his chest as they watched any random movie playing.

He could picture her running around the hotel room because they were being rushed to the arena but she wasn’t ready, telling Shawn off for laughing at her.

He could hear her laugh through the phone when he told her a story of something that happened to him during a show, or the way her voice softened when she tried to make him feel better.

He wanted to throw the phone on his hand through the window so it wouldn’t count him with memories of the many adventures that had taken place over the years.

He was about to do that when someone knocked on the door.

He wiped the stray tears falling down his eyes with his index fingers before telling the person to come in.

He sighed when he noticed his sister’s figure making its way inside the room.

“You now, it’s kinda rude to fly your family across the world and barely acknowledge them.” Aaliyah took a seat on the edge of the bed.

“I’m sorry, it’s been a rough few weeks.” he apologized.

His sister silently stared at him for a couple of seconds, “Have you called her?”

He huffed, “Like a thousand times.”

“Give her time, it’s been rough on her, she’s been having trouble at college, too...” Aaliyah said quietly, observing her brother’s reaction.

Shawn stayed silent, “So... you’ve talked to her?”

“Yeah, please don’t be mad.”

“I’m not, it’s just...” he ran his hand through his hair, “What is taking her so long? I miss her, I'm falling apart here and she can’t bring herself to answer a fucking phone call.” Shawn placed his head between his hands as his body started shaking.

“I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t talk about her,” Aaliyah tried to make him feel better, “Give her some time, and if she doesn’t come around then... it’s her loss.”

With those words, Shawn lifted his head.

“Should I stop trying?” he bit his lip nervously.

“You’re the only one who can answer that.”

iii) and now before our hope is lost, my heart is here, it's such a cross, tell me if you wanted it at all.

(Y/N) liked to pride herself saying no one knew Shawn like she did.

She knew everything there was to know about him.

Which was one of the reasons why she felt so miserable, because she knew he was taking the blame on everything, even if the both of them were just as guilty of everything that was going on.

She was childish and selfish, and she knew it.

After almost an hour of walking around her small apartment, she made the choice to dial his number.

Her heart rate picked up as she paced to the sound of the line, waiting for Shawn’s voice to flood her ears.

“Hello?” Shawn answered.

She took in a sharp breath, “Shawn, hey... It’s me.”

“I know.” His voice sounded cold yet nervous.

“A-are you busy? Because I can, I can totally call you later if you prefer.” she stuttered.

Shawn laughed humorlessly, “I’ve been waiting for you to call me, might as well get over with this thing sooner than later.”

“What do you mean get over with this thing?” she felt her heart plummet.

“I mean I’ve been a mess these past weeks and you didn’t bother to even send me a message, (Y/N)!”

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t want to face it, I was being selfish, I know!”

“You weren’t able to talk to me but you talked to my sister! Don’t you see the problem here?!”

“Shawn, please I don’t want to keep fighting.” she said on the verge of tears, again.

“Well, too bad! I’m not in the mood to have a decent conversation with you right now, I was two weeks ago!” he almost screamed on the phone.

“Baby, please...”

“Don’t call me that, (Y/N).”

“Please don’t take this all on me!” she was going to continue but he interrupted.

“Of course I’m not! This is our fault, but I got sick of waiting!”

“It was only a few weeks...”

“A few weeks where I've been miserable! I don’t wanna talk to you anymore.” Shawn’s voice lowered.

“Our hope’s lost, then? If you want this to be the end...”

Shawn groaned, “you’re trying to turn this on me.”

“I am not...”

“Yes, you are! Trying to blame me for not wanting to talk to you right now!”

“We are going in circles.” she clutched the phone, almost hoping it’d break into a million pieces.

“I want this, I want you. I gave you all the time you needed, now you need to give me some time so we can sort this out.”

“Okay.” she said and hung up.

Both of them placed their heads between their hands to let out all their feelings.

iv) draw me beside you, where I'll be to remind you we're still first in line for the front row of last resorts.

The fight had taken place almost two months ago.

Shawn had taken his time before calling again, trying to sort everything out.

But it was hard.

Greetings seemed forced, he hesitated for minutes before sending a text.

It seemed like it didn’t make sense anymore, like there was nothing left that was worth fighting for.

But none of them wanted to let go, at least not yet. 

They were still coming up with new ways to keep their love alive. They knew the sparkle was there, it was just too scary to open up only to go back to a never-ending cycle where they’d both get hurt.

Shawn started calling her to wish her luck for her exams, letting her know he believed in her more than anyone did.

(Y/N) started calling him to wish him good luck before a show, reminding him to take good care of himself and not overthink things too much.

When he didn’t call her for two days she knew he wasn’t feeling well, but she didn’t feel comfortable enough to bluntly ask him what was going on, so instead she tried with things she knew would make a small smile appear on his lips.

I bet you Jo and Alex are getting back together this season. 

She anxiously waited for his reply, biting her lip because he wasn’t answering.

They’re not, I bet you a toblerone.

Her smile couldn’t grow bigger. 

v) this surprise ending I'm depending on could be the story of another us.

Shawn’s tour was over and he had asked her to go to his place so they could... sort things out.

He nervously walked around the place, not knowing what else to do until he saw her black car parked outside.

Her hands were shaking and her legs felt like jelly as she approached the door, ready to knock.

What was she supposed to do?

Hug him? Kiss him? Shake his hand? Curtly nod?

The situation was exhausting.

Except it never seemed so worth it until her eyes took into his messy curls and red cheeks.

“Hey.” he greeted,

“Hey...”

Shawn took into her appearance before shaking his head, “I’m sorry, come in.” he moved to the side so he wouldn’t be blocking the entrance.

“Thanks...”

Shawn asked if she wanted something to drink, only to be found with a pair of glossy eyes.

“I missed you.”

Shawn sighed, almost as if a weight was lifted from his shoulders.

“I missed you, too...” he wanted to approach her, but she crossed her arms.

“Shawn, our relationship is dead...” she said and he couldn’t believe his ears, “We are not who we used to be. That night changed everything for us.”

Shawn stayed silent, processing the words as he paced around the living room.

“You can’t just tell me that,” he said after a moment, “We’ve been through hell these past months, I thought it was getting better. I though we had a shot to actually making it.”

“It’s not gonna be the same.” she whispered.

“Of course not! We destroyed what we had, but that doesn’t mean we can’t rebuild.” Shawn said with emotion filling his voice.

“What do you mean?” 

“I mean you’re right, our relationship is not the same anymore, we can’t just stay together because it just wouldn’t work, but I love you and I know you love me.”

“You’re not making sense...”

“What I'm trying to say is that... Our relationship was over the moment I threw that bottle of champagne, but we’ve been rebuilding it from the moment I answered your phone call. This is a new beginning.”

“What, like a story of another us?”

He chuckled, “Exactly.”

“Like we never happened before?”

Shawn hesitated for a moment, “Let’s take it slow. I don’t know, let’s go on a second-first date.”

She laughed, “That sounds good to me.”

“Okay then, one step at a time.”

“Am I supposed to introduce myself again?” she asked.

“(Y/N), right?” Shawn played along.

“Yeah, you look very familiar but I can’t put my finger on it...”

“I’m kinda famous, not a big deal.” he shrugged.

“Can I hug you?” she asked out of the blue.

“I think we can work something out.” he smiled and circled his arms around her waist.

They stayed like that for a few seconds before she spoke:

“Shawn?”

“Yeah?”

“You owe me a Toblerone.”