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latte-fairytaekwoon · 4 years ago

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𝐴𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑧: 𝐷𝑖𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑆𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑌𝑜𝑢/𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝐷𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐴𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝐼𝑑𝑜𝑙

❥𝓚𝓲𝓶 𝓗𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓳𝓸𝓸𝓷𝓰

"Hongjoong, I think you should look at this."

Eden pulled up the article on his phone and handed it to Hongjoong. His eyes shot up when he read the header and quickly scrolled through the page, confusion and worry written all over his face.

"But...but I don't understand why would they say I'm dating?" He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

He started panicking when he immediately thought about you. How would you react to this? Would you believe it? Were you going to get mad at him? He quickly got his own phone and began calling for you, but you didn't answer, even after he tried 3 more times.

"Hongjoong, take the day off and go see Y/N. Management will take care of the false article." Eden assured him.

Hongjoong rushed out of there and sped over to your place, but not before stopping at a nearby shop to buy you some teddy bears just in case.

You were barely inside your home for 15 seconds after a tiring schedule, when you heard some frantic knocking on the door. You groaned but opened the door, surprised to find Hongjoong standing there with a huge and small teddy bear.

"I have come bearrring gifts for my one and only love."

You giggled at his lame joke but allowed him to step inside. After putting the gifts down, Hongjoong pulled you close and declared:

"I swear by all things holy and unholy that I love you and only you and that article is a lie. You're the only person I'm dating and the only one I want to date and be with, and I get if you don't believe me but-"

He was speaking so fast you could hardly understand him. Leaning in, you shut him up with a kiss, making him stunned.

"So...you're not mad?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Hongjoong, I've been busy filming for a new web drama that I haven't even checked my phone since last night." You explained.

Hongjoong sighed in relief. You chuckled and pecked his lips again.

"Now do you mind explaining to me what made you buy me some of Yunho's relatives and declare your unending love for me?"

❥𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓢𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝔀𝓪

"Seonghwa! Seonghwa wait up!"

You chased after him, as you had been doing all day. He had been rejecting your calls, left you on read and when you went over to the dorms, Yeosang let you know that he had went out to get air and cool off because he was pretty upset about the news article saying how you were supposedly dating someone else.

So there you were, waving over at him to catch his attention. As soon as he saw you though, he clenched his teeth and began walking away.

"Park Seonghwa! Stop right there! I need to talk to you!" You demanded.

Stopping in his tracks, he turned around to look at you, not bothering to hide his anger.

"Talk to me about what? That you've moved on? Found somebody else?"

His words hurt you. You couldn't believe that he'd actually say that.

"It's all a lie! How could you possibly believe any of it is true?!" You exclaimed in indignation.

"It seems pretty believable if you ask me." He crossed his arms.

You sighed and walked closer to him.

"Seonghwa....you don't mean that...you know I love you and you know you're the only one I want....please don't-"

You tried to hold him but he pushed your hands away.

"Stop Y/N. Go back to your dorm before anyone sees us. Wouldn't want a cheating scandal to affect your career right?"

That was the final straw for you. The man you loved was actually believing what the rest of the world was, when he was supposed to know you.

"You know what? Fine......it's clear to me that you don't know me if you're willing to believe any dirt, filth and lie the media wants to spread. And if you don't know me....then obviously you never loved me.."

You turned away, determined to walk away from him forever. You took only 6 steps before you felt strong arms engulf you in a tight and desperate embrace. You knew it was Seonghwa, blindfolded you could always tell it was his touch. You heard him sob softly from behind you.

"I do love you......and I do know you......I'm just terrified of losing you......"

❥𝓙𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓾𝓷𝓱𝓸

"Hyung! Hyung! Wake up!"

Yunho shuffled on his bed, pulling the pillow to cover his face.

"Jongho, it's our day off. Go back to sleep, still early." He mumbled as he started to slip back into his dream.

"Hyung! You gotta wake up! Dispatch released an article about you!"

Yunho groaned. "So?"

His carefree attitude made Jongho puzzled. Almost as if he expected it.

"You mean to tell me you're....cheating on Y/N?"

Yunho shot up when the maknae insinuated that.

"What the hell are you talking about Jongho?! I would never cheat on them!"

Jongho explained how he stumbled across the article and even sent him the link. Yunho was shocked, he was expecting them to release news that you two were dating, but instead, they wrongly put out that he was dating someone else.

"What the- why would they?-"

Suddenly Yunho got very quiet and serious.

"Oh my god! Y/N!"

Yunho jumped out of bed, pulling out the first set of clothes he could find and dressed himself as fast as he could, not caring to even check his appearance on the mirror, he just knew he had to go see you before you got the wrong idea.

"Yunho? What happened to you?" You asked when you took in his disheveled appearance.

He quickly began rambling about how it was all fake and that he'd never ever cheat on you or even think about it. You smiled softly at your boyfriend.

"Yunho, I know you and I believe you. I saw the article but didn't believe it. You're the most loyal and caring boyfriend I've had and I know you love me. And I love you too."

You tiptoed and pecked his lips, effectively calming him down.

"Now....wanna freshen up in my bathroom? For goodness sake, you still have a drool line on your cheek."

❥𝓚𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓮𝓸𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓰

Yeosang stared at the screen, his eyes hardly blinking as he scanned each word and letter, his heart dropping as he reached the end of the article. He sighed softly and tossed his phone on the dresser. Curling up into fetus position, he closed his eyes as all thoughts began running through his head.

Was it true? Were you seeing someone else behind his back? Was it his fault? Did you not love him anymore?

Yeosang held his hands over his ears and shut his eyes, not wanting to think, feel anymore. He didn't realize when he started crying nor when he drifted off to sleep. He simply was awoken by a very familiar and warm touch on his hand, fingers interlacing in his.

Opening his eyes, he was met by your gaze. Your eyes were still puffy from crying hours earlier. You were so scared of Yeosang thinking it was true and leave you. Yeosang could see the fear in your eyes. The moment he saw you, he knew it could never be true. He could see the sincerity and love in your eyes.

Yeosang sat up and immediately pulled you close to him.

"I know it's not true." He assured you.

You began sobbing once again, burying your face on his shirt. Yeosang only pulled back when you calmed down enough. He kissed your forehead.

"I love you. You know that right?"

You nodded immediately.

"Yes......and you know I love you too?"

Yeosang smiled at you.

"I know. I'll always know."

He pulled you on top of him, his hands wrapping around your waist, his lips quickly searched for yours, capturing them in a long and loving kiss.

❥𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲 𝓢𝓪𝓷

San didn't think the other idol would retaliate so harshly after he rejected her, but he underestimated her. He woke up a week later to a news article stating that they were dating and that she and her company confirmed it as well. San was outraged and offended.

"The fuck makes her think I want her ass when I already got the most beautiful person by my side?" San shook his head as he scrolled through her page.

"Speaking of said beautiful person, have you talked to Y/N about it?" Seonghwa reminded him.

"It's fine bro. On my my way to talk to them right now." He shrugged his shoulders, looking so confident.

But as soon as he saw you, he was on his knees instantly, hands clasped together.

"Oh my God! Please don't break up with me! I swear that bitch is lying! I only want you, I only love you, oh please please believe me!" He begged you, rather dramatically.

You frantically made him get up and ushered him inside your house.

"Don't be so loud! People will hear you and find out we're dating." You told him.

San looked at you, pouty lips and scrunched eyes.

"Maybe we should tell people we are dating. So stuff like this doesn't happen."

You sighed. "San I've told you, I don't think it's a good idea to tell the public about us. Fans might not like it."

"They might.....but who cares? I want to be able to take you out on dates without having to hide. I want to kiss you in front of the whole world."

He began leaning in to kiss you then, but you placed a hand over your lips.

"And you will one day Sannie, but not now. Right now you have a bigger problem to fix."

San nodded.

"I know, but don't worry love. I'll make sure the company puts out a statement denying everything and expose her for being psychotic."

You rolled your eyes at how dramatic he was and he could tell.

"Yes I know, I'm very extra, but even with my extraness, I won you over and now your mine."

He chuckled as he brought your faces closer, rubbing his nose against yours affectionately.

❥𝓢𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓲

"Whoah! Did you guys see the news?"

Wooyoung couldn't help himself as he quickly sent the link to the other members.

"Seriously? They're dating?" Yunho asked in disbelief.

"God dammit! And I was thinking of asking them out soon." San huffed rather disappointed.

Just then, Mingi walked into the kitchen, where all the members were already sitting on the table, eating their breakfast.

"What's up guys?" Mingi greeted them.

"L/N Y/N is apparently dating one of the members of that new rookie group that debuted." Wooyoung announced.

Mingi stopped pouring his orange juice, puzzled as to why they'd say that.

"Yeah dispatch just released the article." Hongjoong showed his phone screen.

"It's not true." Mingi stated firmly.

"What makes you so sure about it?" Yeosang asked.

"Because I'm dating Y/N."

All of the members stared at him in shock. San bursted out laughing.

"No you're not!" He teased him.

Mingi didn't laugh though. "I'm serious. We've been dating for 3 months now, we just didn't tell our group."

"Are you fucking serious Mingi? You kept a secret from me, your best friend?!" Yunho exclaimed with indignation.

Hongjoong calmed down a chaos that ensued after that, while Mingi went over to his room to video call you and ask what was going on.

"My company is already filing a lawsuit for spreading false news and defamation." You told him.

"So.....you're not dating anyone?" He asked you, looking intently at the camera.

You giggled.

"Don't be dopey. Of course I'm dating someone...."

You blew a kiss in his direction, making him blush and giggle shyly.

"As long as it's false news and not them outing us. I'm so glad our relationship is still secret."

Mingi's smile dropped when you said that. He began chuckling nervously.

"Haha....yeah......about that..."

❥𝓙𝓾𝓷𝓰 𝓦𝓸𝓸𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰

Wooyoung crossed his arms in front of you.

"Let me get this straight. Even after I confessed my love for you last week, finally working up the courage to tell you the L word after 6 months of dating............

"You're actually believing some news article that says I'm dating someone that's not you?!"

You held up your hands in an effort to calm your boyfriend down.

"Wooyoung I didn't say I believed it, I just wanted to ask you about it because-"

"Because you doubt my love and actually think I'm a cheater and a fuckboy. I see how it is." He interrupted you before proceeding to walk away from you.

You groaned as you followed behind him.

"Stop putting words in my mouth Wooyoung." You told him.

"Stop thinking I would actually be unloyal to you! When have I ever given you reason to believe me unfaithful?" He was practically screaming at this point.

He was just hurt and upset that you'd think him capable of cheating or playing with you, although that wasn't the case. You just wanted to know if it really was him on the picture, since it was pure speculation and the picture was blurry. But Wooyoung got all defensive and started denying anything and everything.

Right then, San waltzed in the room. Making a tiny spin, he looked at you two.

"I got good news for you lovebirds! Dispatch just released a follow up statement that clarifies, and I quote."

San cleared his throat before quoting:

"Update on the last article: it has come to our attention that the male idol in question was not Ateez' Wooyoung."

"Aha! You see?! I'm innocent! I was framed!" He gestured to himself as he looked at you with indignation.

"It was actually BTS' Jimin." San finished.

"BTS SUNBAENIM?!" Wooyoung screeched.

❥𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲 𝓙𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝓸

Jongho was definitely hurt when he read the article. You were the first person he dated and he was already insecure as it was, but this just made his heart plummet down to the ground. He shakily picked up his phone, hesitating and wondering if he should call you. What if it was true? He didn't want to find out.

"Hello?" You picked up.

"H-hi...." Jongho said, voice trembling and whispering softly.

"You saw it didn't you?"

Jongho nodded, unable to say anything. His silence answered your question. You expected him to be uneasy about it.

"Jongho, my love......I want you to know right now that it's false." You stated.

"F-false?" He could hardly believe it.

"Yes love. Don't you know how much I love you baby boy?"

He was glad you weren't there to witness how he melted at your words nor see the blush that spread across his cheeks.

"I love you too." He admitted.

"I'll be there soon."

You went over to his dorm, where a very angry mob of WooSanGi cornered you, demanding an explanation.

"Are you playing with our baby?" San interrogated you.

"Is the article true?" Wooyoung joined in.

"If you hurt him, we'll hurt you!" Mingi declared.

Right at that moment, Jongho walked out.

"Hyung! Back away from them."

Jongho grabbed your arm and placed you behind him before turning back to the older members.

"If you dumbasses are done harassing my s/o, let us tell you it's false news." Jongho pulled you against him, arm wrapping protectively around your waist.

The trio looked at one another and immediately felt ashamed and embarrased about the scene they just caused.

"Told you fools they'll handle it by themselves."

Yeosang's voice startled them all.

"Do you not have anything better to do than sneak up on people?" Jongho asked him.

Yeosang shrugged. "It's free entertainment."

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organic-guacamole · 3 years ago

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205 SPOILERS (ignore if the points are out of order, I was sobbing so much I couldn't write it down in order😭)

My first thought when the episode started: "what in the horror movie-"

And then that shifted into "aw Seb's animals, Jimmy with social anxiety is my favourite"

Then at some point I'm thinking, "Zackey, with all due respect, shut up"

"Those hips never lie" ok Ms Jenn, there are children present.

Enough of this man's crusty face, lets talk about seblos holding hands in school.

And omg Carlos' locker is adorable.

Where can I get Seb's flannel though, that's the real question.

What is up with the sexual tension in this season-

First redlyn during the blackout and now Rini in the barn? y'all go to horny jail

Seb is adorable.

Gina what did you do-

She's scaring me, what happened that night???

The after the musical video calls we got were so ambiguous too. if they don't address this asap I will scream, it'll be just like them to drop this plot point and then forget about it.

Ricky.

Gina.

RICKY-

GINA-

WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT RICHARD???

YOU'RE NOT DATING, STOP DOING THAT

GINA OMG YEAH GO OFF ON THIS IDIOT BUT STILL IT WAS HYPOTHETICAL CALM DOWN-

Anyways.

Mike Bowen is hot.

I said what I said.

The ok boomer-

I cant-

"I WAS BORN IN THE 70S"

I love Mike

Mike really dressed up for this woman-

I must admit, the writing for the adults is very interesting imo. I genuinely want to see what's going to happen, who's she going to pick?

Mike? aka "her biggest crush in salt lake"

Benjamin? aka "her arsonist partner"

Zackey Roy? aka "her gay ex boyfriend"

*sniff sniff* What's that I smell?

Jealousy, jealousy following Benjamin Mazzara.

Honest Abe who?

I only know honest Seb.

But fr, how adorable is it that he can't lie to the people he loves, so he just keeps his mouth shut so he doesn't say the truth?

Seb is adorable.

how did ash and Biggie make all those pizzas in a few hours-

honestly-

I've said this before and I'll say it again,

Don't: make Kourtney and Howie a thing.

Do: make them both gay and best friends.

YAY EJ!!!

As someone in the hsmtmts discord server said, "Wait Matt Cornett is in this show?"

Round of applause for Gina's dance. Also it seems like we're shipping Gina and Kaden(platinum blond dancer for those who don't know) now....I don't make the rules🤷🏽‍♀️

Alright here's the moment we've literally all been waiting for:

The Seb seranade.

The way Seb was inspired by Carlos all those years ago made me tear up full on sob.

Who made those mean comments? Drop the addy, I just wanna talk.🔪

Me after the song finished: sobbing "CARLOS BABY GET UP THERE AND KISS YOUR BOYFRIEND"

Me when Carlos stood up: "ITS HAPPENING"

Me when Carlos hugged seb: "ROBBED, IVE BEEN ROBBED! IM CALLING THE POLICE THIS ISNT FAIR"

Me when they lean in again: "OK WAIT"

Me and the police officer when they finally kiss: jumping up and down squealing "FINALLY"

I'm a little bit upset someone's head was blocking half of it but still, it's been years so I'm honestly just glad they got to kiss on screen.

Seb is adorable.

So after all that, I was an emotional mess, shaking like a jackhammer and spamming the server, and when Carlos chooses Ms Jenn as his madrina....I FULLY LOST IT.

"I look like the clown from IT" girl I look like that every day and I don't even wear makeup-

The writers of this show really don't like us to be happy for more than 5 seconds huh? the proof is that EJ's only on screen for 5 seconds at a time

They really had all that emotion, just to slap us in the face with reality/Lily and Zackey's faces.

But like, is that allowed in the Menkies? To just steal the musical that another school already registered with?

And why don't they just try harder with the little mermaid instead of trying to sabatoge and take over the one thing east high has???

But I mean, go off ig.

EJ and Mr Mazzara is like, the duo I never expected, but already love so much. I can't tell if they're "bros" or if they have a father-son relationship. Either way, I hope we get a lot more of it.

EJ's so sweet to Gina in this episode but I don't like the way he looked at her near the end.

Like yeah I like portwell, but as friends. Ignoring for now the fact that Gina is 15 and EJ is literally 18, I don't want them to be anything more than friends because rn it just seems like they're the "leftovers" so the writers wanna couple them up and get it over with.

But please, no.

Gina really just said "lemme crush their little hearts even more, right at the end😁"

Honestly, I feel really bad for her. I totally get where she's coming from with everything. I still don't condone the way she's been treating Ashlyn, not at all, but I understand how she may be excusing it in her own mind.

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chilling-seavey · 4 years ago

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Qui Totum Vult Totum Perdit (d.s.) - 15

A/N ...and a conclusion.

Warnings: This story is centered around a murder so there will be graphic descriptions of blood, death/manslaughter, dealing with corpses, possible domestic abuse (physical/verbal), crime/covering up a crime, shock/grief, and other possibly heavy or triggering topics. Please read at your own discretion.

I didn’t move for a moment, frozen in stiff shock. That couldn’t be true. Jonah had been helping me this whole time…coming over when I called and helping me leave the state…

I slowly tucked the papers into a neat stack with realization and turned casually out the passenger side window, trying to wrap my head around what I just pieced together. I hoped it wasn’t true. I prayed to whatever God above that it wasn’t true. I felt like I was going to be sick. My wife was dead in the trunk of my car and the hand who did it to her was driving me two states over on the run. There was nothing around us for miles so it’s not like I could run for help if I wanted to and even still…would I want to call the cops on my best friend? He didn’t when we thought it was me. But yet, everything he ever said to be the prior twenty-fours hours had been complete lies to set me up into believing this trap.

He had been all too calm.

Jonah sang softly from beside me, the music playing quietly through the car as we drove down the desert highway. He had his sunglasses on and his hat, shading his face from the sun and from me. I couldn’t look at him without wanting to be sick with dread.

“Jonah.” I finally spoke shakily.

“Yeah?” he answered innocently.

I kept my eyes out the side window, curling the corner of the letter under my finger nervously as I fought with myself to confront him. My leg was shaking and I pressed my hand down on my thigh to try and calm the habit. He turned down the music and I could feel him glancing over at me a few times before focusing back on the road. I took a small inhale before whispering to the window, “You did it, didn’t you? You killed her.”

There was a silence. A suffocating tense silence that pressed down on my chest until I swear I was going to choke. The music turned off and the only sounds for miles was the desert winds whooshing past the car. I closed my eyes tightly and resting my fist against my mouth in anticipation for his reply. His hesitation only made it worse.

“Tell me the truth, Jonah.” I ordered as strongly as I could but even I could hear my voice shaking. “What was this letter about?”

Jonah’s hands gripped tighter to the wheel and I heard him let out a strong sigh, “She just blocked my number.”

“Why did she block you?”

A pause.

“Jonah.”

“Because I was in love with her, bro.”

That certainly got my attention. I whipped my head around to look at him, eyes furrowed in his direction, “The fuck do you mean you were in love with her?”

“I loved her. And you were a shitty fucking husband, dude.” Jonah tisked. He adjusted the blue cap on his head, “I could have treated her so much better than you and I told her that but she didn’t like that.”

My eyebrows furrowed as I processed the information my best friend was telling me. I turned back out the window and watched the desert speed past us along the empty highway.

“But did you kill her?” I repeated my initial question.

There was a pause.

His silence was my answer.

“You did.” I breathed.

“Don’t freak out, okay?”

“Don’t freak out? Jonah, what the- what the fuck-”

Jonah huffed as if I was being a complete vexation. God, dear reader, I didn’t know what to think. I tried to form some sort of response, some sort of sentence to figure out why to did it but my lungs had abandoned me and I could only muster a few random panicked words.

“Why- I just- You- She- I- Why- Why did you- Oh my God- Jonah-”

The car slowed down as Jonah pulled onto the dusty dirt shoulder of the freeway. I glanced back at him as he put my car in park and got out, his jaw clenched stiffly and his face stone. I watched him step to the back door and he tugged his bag towards him before shuffling through it and right to the bottom. My chest was heaving with emotion and I swear I could hear my heartbeat pounding in my ears. Neither of us spoke.

And I especially didn’t when I saw the pistol he pulled from his bag.

He slammed the backdoor and walked around the car to my side, angling the gun right towards me through the window, “Get the fuck out.”

I froze.

“Get the fuck out of the car, Daniel.” Jonah repeated darkly.

My trembling hand found the handle and I stumbled out of the car and into the hot desert heat, the papers dropping to the floor of the car and the two cell phones and the denim jacket tumbling out onto the hot sand. The buzz of insects could be heard faintly in the distance between the dry patches of grass that dotted the landscape behind Jonah and beyond the paved highway. I raised my hands up slowly, not taking my eyes off my best friend and the gun in his hand.

“Jonah…” I spoke slowly, cautiously.

This had to be a fucking dream.

“I didn’t want it to come to this.” Jonah said darkly, his voice shaking with emotion.

“We can work something out.” I assured him quietly, now just trying to save my own life.

“Shut up.”

I swallowed thickly, eyes dropping to my cell phone that had fallen beside the feet in my haste to get out of the car.

“Don’t.” Jonah lunged forward and I gasped as he grabbed my arm and yanked me around so he was standing between the car and myself, giving me a shove away. His aggression made me stumble over my feet and the slight decline off the side of the highway shoulder and I fell backwards on the desert ground.

Have you ever joked around with your best friend about loving them so much you’d take a bullet for them? Cruelest twist of fate of my fucking life.

I stared up at Jonah from where I was splayed out on the ground, staring into the end of the pistol and the reflection of my own face in his sunglasses.

“I loved her.” Jonah said sharply. “I loved her more than you did.”

“Jonah…”

He cut me off, “I-I told her not to marry you! I told her you’re too in love with music to give a shit about her but she didn’t listen. I had to prove it to her so I sent you all that work to look over on your honeymoon. I’m not a fucking idiot, Daniel, I could have done it myself; but she had to see that you would put her second to your work if it came to it. Dumb woman didn’t even care. Not even when I met you at home after your flight and spoke to her in the studio that night and gave her all the proof that I loved her more than you.”

Jonah tisked distastefully and shook his head.

“You fought so loudly in there I could have sworn it was over…that you two were over…but she told me that she…that she loved you more than anyone in the whole goddamn world no matter what and I could never come close.”

I felt my chest tighten at that, tears choking me up in the back of my throat as he spoke of her last words and her last moments.

“We could have been happy together, she and I. I could have given her a nice fucking life. I fucking hated seeing her with you…especially seeing how fucking miserable you treated her. So I told her…if she didn’t want me, she couldn’t have anyone.” Jonah said through his teeth. “And she tried to run. And she set off the security alarm but I am the only other person outside of your family who knows the code to turn the alarm off and delete the tapes. It’s her birthday. Of course, I was going to remember her fucking birthday.”

I tensed at his confession, feeling the rough sand and heat of the desert burning through my skin and my clothes as I laid under his control.

“I knew where the knives were. I had this plan for weeks…ever since she first blocked my number before the wedding. She had one last chance to change her mind…to be happy with me and she blew it. And she begged for her life. And she cried for you. And I watched her sweet face fall into the hands of death like an angel.”

I couldn’t hold back the sob that fell from my lips.

“Then you came out. You heard her scream so you came to check on her but I couldn’t let you see me so in the shadows I knocked you out on the side of the piano and left you there, setting up the perfect scene to make it look like you did it with no traces of my own. No security camera tapes, no unfamiliar fingerprints, nothing. And I could have gotten away with it if you…if you weren’t so…so fucking persistent.”

The pistol was trembling in his fist, still directed right at my face.

“Jonah.” I breathed shakily.

“My name is still clear though. You’re the only one who they’re looking for right now, especially after you just told Corbyn she was dead…Jack knows too. The cops are probably tracing your phone right now. They’re probably on their way to lock you the fuck up right now.” Jonah licked his lips and took a breath, “But you’re gonna talk.”

“N-No I won’t.” I rushed out. “I swear I won’t. W-We can set up someone else…we can figure it out, Jonah, I promise.”

Jonah cocked the gun and I scrambled a bit farther back over the coarse sand, scraping my skin over the gravel in my futile attempt to get away.

“Jonah, please, bro, I swear I’ll help you. I-I forgive you-”

“I don’t need your forgiveness.” Jonah walked down the slight embankment to where I was dropped back over the ground and he stood right over me until the sun was blocked by his body and cast a shadow over me.

He was my best friend in the world, my business partner, and we had gone through most of our lives together but looking at him in that moment, I didn’t even recognise him.

“Jonah.” I spoke slowly, cautiously, licking my dry lips under the scorching heat of the desert sun. “Please, bro. Please…we can work something out, I swear.”

“Shut the fuck up, Seavey.” Jonah snapped loudly, his voice nearly echoing across the vast expanse of bare land around us. He dropped his volume as if he was convincing himself, “Fuck it. At least this way I’ll get your shares of the label and a clean slate.”

He was breathing hard as he moved closer and stepped on my hands to keep me from moving, the toe of his designer shoes pressing light indents into the back of my hands as he pushed them against the rough ground. I leaned away from him and the stare of the pistol habitually, praying for any sort of miracle. The freeway was perfectly empty and there wasn’t a car in sight but my own. There was no way out of this.

I let my gaze linger on the closed trunk, swallowing back the tears that threatened to fall at the image of her tucked up like a science experiment in the equipment case. The dust was burning my eyes but I didn’t doubt that the drop that finally trickled down my cheek was an honest heartbroken tear.

If she cried for me, I was going to cry for her too.

“What a Romeo and Juliet love story.” Jonah spoke, his voice dripping in taunting darkness, as he bent down slowly over top of me.

The cold metal of the mouth of the pistol touching my forehead instinctively made my eyes close tightly. The pumping of my heart echoed in my ears and the scorching desert sun dripped sweat down my brow to mix in with the salty perspiration of fear.

“Daniel Seavey killed his wife…” Jonah pressed it harder there, enough to make a whimper fall from my throat, “and then killed himself.”

What do you think of in your last moments? People often say you see your life flashing before your eyes or you see a bright light but, for me, all I saw was Avalon.

Nearly twenty-four hours since I found her. Nearly forty since she died on my studio floor alone and in fear. My world died that night and the only positive that I could possibly reach for was that at least I wouldn’t live in a universe without her for too long.

And yet, thrown there on the side of the freeway with my best friend holding a loaded gun to my head, all I could think about was her. I could hear her laugh and feel the warm of her skin and I couldn’t wait to see her again; to be able to stroke her soft hair and smell her sweet perfume and to be able to tell her how much I really did lov

-(The End)-

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cognacdelights · 4 years ago

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i wonder about something angstyy where indie comes to jj very upset because her and john b got into an argument or vice versa, maybe jj comes to her because of his dad, i think it would be interesting to see their emotional relationship with each other u know? love your writing bro xx

thank you so much, that really means a lot to me! Also, I got carried away with this one...

warnings: violence, injuries

JJ pushed open the corrugated steel door, the keys to the recovery truck nonchalantly dangling around his middle finger. His steel-toe-capped boots were heavy against the concrete floor as he strolled casually through the workshop after responding to an emergency call out in Figure Eight; jump starting a Porsche for a clueless trophy wife who was late for her yoga class.

As soon as he heard the corrugated steel slamming against the rusted door frame, his boss pulled his head from the beneath the bonnet of the battered and bruised Volkswagen Beetle which he had been working on all morning. JJ casually nodded towards his boss, acknowledging him, “just a jump start. Took me longer to actually get there than it did to get her car running.”

“Easy money, don’t knock it,” Joe responded with a slight laugh - the kind which consisted merely of a rapid huff of air being expelled from his nose. His grease stained hands reached for the chipped mug of coffee that rested against the cluttered work bench as his beady, malachite eyes watched JJ as he waded through the mounds of tyres and unused car parts. “There’s someone for you in the office,” he nodded his head in the direction of the small, box room in the corner of the workshop, before taking a sip of his coffee.

As he neared the paint-splattered door, he spied the familiar chestnut waves through the two frosted pains of glass. His calloused palm pushed down against the broken door handle, alerting the petite brunette to his presence instantly. The cushioned office chair slowly swivelled round and his sapphire eyes were met with two puffy, glazed-over orbs and an accompanying pair of tear-stained cheeks. Indie.

A deep exhale surpassed his chewed-up lips as he took a few cautious steps towards her, a pang of anguish tugging on his heart strings as he fully embraced the state of the teary-eyed girl before him. He discarded the recovery truck keys on the paperwork-filled desk as he crouched before her, his clammy palms resting against the exposed skin of her thighs and his thumb rubbing tenderly across her the cellulite-plagued plains.

“What happened?” his concern-riddled voice rose barely above a whisper as his soft, sapphire eyes peered upwards at her.

“John B threw me out,” Indie divulged with a sorry-for-herself sniffle, her tone croaky as her strained throat struggled to push the words out.

“He threatens that every other week, but he’s yet to actually follow through with it,” JJ offered his comfort. However, his instincts - rightfully - convinced him there was more to the situation; Indie and John B had been trapped in a tumultuous cycle of explosive arguments for months on end, but never had she turned up to the workshop in such a state before - especially when she was under strict orders from both JJ and his boss to stay away.

“This time was different,” she elaborated her previous explanation as she choked out a sob, “he literally threw me out of the chateau.” Slowly, she twisted her arm to reveal the sore-looking graze which expanded down the length of her forearm, that she had acquired as her petite frame collided with the splinter-riddled boards of the decking.

JJ sucked in a sharp breath of air, attempting to remain calm for Indie’s sake. He often played the role of Switzerland during their heated exchanges, patching up the holes on both sides of the conflict. However, this time, John B had crossed the line by laying a hand on her; in fact, he had more than crossed it - he had pole vaulted over it, and at some velocity. His lips pursed into a thin line as he inspected the wound; luckily, there were no splinters caught in the graze, although it was clogged with dirt and sand particles.

“I didn’t mean to smash dad’s ashtray. It was an accident,” another sorrowful sob crawled out from the back of her throat as her waterline brimmed with fresh tears, “I was looking for my lighter and it just fell off the table. He just started yelling at me, telling me that I was good for nothing and a waste of space. Then he threw me out and locked the door behind me. He never locks the door.” Her eyes glistened with an ever-flowing stream of tears as an inky trail of mascara meandered down her paling complexion.

“It’s just an ashtray, Squirt. It can be fixed,” JJ reassured her in his soft tone. He pulled open the bottom draw of the desk, retrieving the first aid kit from beneath a pile of miscellaneous clutter. Dampening a cotton ball with hydrogen peroxide, his indigo eyes flickered upwards to meet hers momentarily - showcasing the anger that was laced within the pearl-like speckles. “I need you to be brave for me now, pretty girl, because this is going to sting like a bitch.”

“Just do it,” Indie nodded with another sniffle, a stray tear dropping onto the bare flesh of her thigh.

“That’s my girl,” he encouraged her with an understanding smile as he tenderly dabbed with hydrogen-peroxide-soaked cotton ball against the graze. Indie grimaced immediately at the contact, fighting an internal battle to not flinch, as the stringing sensation consumed her. Carefully, he cleaned the wound as best as he could with the minimal supplies he had to work with, making sure to rid the wound of all the sand particles, at least. He then placed a gentle, tender kiss against the graze before attentively covering it with a large band aid.

Indie leaned forwards, coiling her arms around his neck tightly and burying her face into the crook of his neck. She breathed in his comforting smell - the specific concoction of sweat, weed and his favourite cheap aftershave comforting her instantly. Feeling the strain on his ankles, JJ languidly stood from his crouching position, pulling the petite girl to her feet in the process. His muscular arms entrapped her against his toned chest and his lips pressed loving kisses against her temple as she stood almost on the tips of her toes.

“I don’t know what to do,” Indie admitted solemnly, her slender silhouette shaking with each grievous sob.

“I do,” JJ replied, unable to disguise the anger laced within his tone, “I’m gonna throw him through that fucking door when I see him.” Indie squeezed his robust frame firmly before peering upwards, into his dark and impassive eyes. JJ’s thumb softly swiped away the influx of tears which had spilled over her waterline before placing a tender kiss against her nose. “Go get yourself something to eat and then you can help out here, valeting the cars until I finish,” he told her softly, his thumb attentively caressing the small of her back through the thin cotton of her oversized t-shirt.

“I charge $15 an hour for my service,” she attempted to make light of the situation - despising being in such a vulnerable state, especially in front of JJ.

“I’ll buy you a six pack of twinkies,” JJ bartered with a chuckle.

“Deal.”

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chicago-reeed · 5 years ago

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Detroit Evolution

These are some notes that I took while I watched DE for the first time. It’s a lot. Like, six pages, a lot. I decided I should probably spare everyone’s dashboards and put it under a cut.

Warning: overuse of the fuck word because I am a dramatic little shit who gets overwhelmed easily

- Alright here we go. I don’t know if I’m mentally prepared to go through this hhhhh

- THE CINEMATOGRAPHY I NUT

- fuck he smellin the flowers good

- “hey tin can :P” “good morning gavin :P”

- I’m actually fucking crying IVE HAD TO PAUSE SO MANY TIMES JUST TO BREATHE AND IM ONLY AT 1:25

- FUCK ITS 1:27 AND HES FIXING HIS COLLAR HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO WATCH THIS WHEN MY VISION IS BLURRY WITH TEARS

- “I don’t need to breathe” BAZINGA

- *slaps my face repeatedly* keep it together bitch

- “I like the way you look<3” aaaaaaaaannd here I go again

- HAHAHA HE WAS DAYDREAMING SAME NINES SAME

- oh god oh god witty banter WITTY BANTER I CANT FUNCTION

- C H R I S IM SCREAMING

- detective motha fuckin chris I don’t need to see any more I got what I came for

- Honestly all they need to do to calm down the protestors is get nines out there so he can say “please stop you’re being very mean >:/“ and they would probably just go home ngl

- “I’ve never been intimidated by people who hate androids” OH MY GOD NINES WITH THE BAZINGA’S TODAY WHAT A LEGEND

- can I just say the white jacket is such a power move I can’t believe nines invented fashion

- Gavin bein soft and reaching back for Nines in the crowd🥺homygod

- Gavin “no one calls him plastic but ME” Reed

- The only time I will support police brutality™️

- Gavin is so OP we stan

- Nines “you raise a fist, then I get PISSED😡” RK900

- “y’all have a nice day” Protect Detective Chris Miller at all costs

- Nines sees Gavin’s scars as charming PUT ME TO DEATH

- ADA OH LORD SHES STUNNING IM SOBBING

- Okay I need to pause and breathe again the cinematography got me chokin

- Uh ooohhh someone is jeeaaalouus😛

- Nines really said “no worry fam I’ll airdrop the case files to u”

- Ada: *exists*

- me: I hope this doesn’t awaken anything in me

- HA GAV DEFINITELY JEALOUS RIP

- And nines back at it again with the sass I AM LIVING

- Chris and Gavin’s reactions to Nines imitating Ada is the best thing I’ve seen all year

- “I can do your voice too” HIS FACE IMDBDHDJKDJD CRYIGGGSBSN

- oh ;-; shit Michael really finna make me cri

- God damn the intro credits are so beautiful

- TINAAAAAAA BABYYYYY

- Real coffee hours with the sharktreuse mug🦈

- “our boy” SHIT IM CRYING AGAIN

- Tina knows Gavin was absolutely feral before Nines appeared at the DPD

- Half An Asshole squad please stand up we ride at dawn

- Gavin with the knockoff timbs WE STAN😎

- maybe “thank god, I hate you, you love me, move your feet, oop” will be our always

- I’m living for the whole “criminal minds” vibe goin on here

- Bruh Gavin got the hook-ups fr fr

- ❤️WITTY BANTER WITTY BANTER WITTY BANTER W❤️

- The level of reed900 is staggering

- I’ve had to pause and breathe so many times it’s pathetic I’m not even 15 mins in

- GAVIN SAID mwah<3🖕IM FUCKING DIED

- 850% godt damn Nines got that IOS 50 update

- NINES PUT CHRIS’ PROMOTION PARTY IN THE CALENDAR WHAT A GOOD DAD

- maybe “our calendar” will be our always

- Chris “wingman of the year” Miller

- Who’s that Pokémon??? It’s JEALOUS GAV

- The way Nines said “I don’t feel anything for her.” I see you bud

- insecure Gavin needing reassurance™️

- Im fucking dying I fucking died bro BRO WE ALL KNOW WHO YOURE TALKING ABOUT, NINES, WE ALL KNOW

- Asexual Nines FTW👊😤👏👏👏❤️He gives zero fucks of ANY kind

- AN ANGEL HAS APPEARED WITH A GLOWY BLUE SCARF

- BREAKING NEWS: affection-starved Gavin™️ is literally begging for love

- GAVIN REED STOP BEING MEAN TO GAVIN REED OR ELSE

- “But there’s much more to admire about you than to detest, I think.”<333

- JJ not being suspicious at all nope no way Jose

- Lazzo has said two words and I love him already

- I don’t think I’ve seen this episode of COPS before🤔🤔🤔

- We all know Nines secretly wants to wear those fun glasses

- “Officer I swear I’ve never seen that arm in my life, it’s my friend’s he just asked me to hold it for him, Android arm what android arm heh”

- “Like robot arms, not gun arms.” You’re doing great sweetie🥰

- HAND TOUCH HAND TOUCH HAND TOUCH H

- Chris “the interrogator” Miller😎

- THE CINEMATOGRAPHY

- soft n sleepy gav™️ is soft n sleepy

- FUCKING SLEEVELESS SWEATSHIRT IVE BEEN TALKING ABOUT GAV IN A SLEEVELESS SWEATSHIRT FOR SO LONG AND NOW IT’S REAL IM

- You can wear my😋😘sweeaatshiiiirt😝😁🤗 (I’m sorry I had to)

- inconspicuous loving glances™️

- #GiveAndroidsFuckinHealthcare2K20

- AAAHHHHHHHH I CANTT BREAF

- HEAD>ON>SHOULDER

- INCONSPICUOUS LOVING GLANCES™️

- Gavin has not slept in 80 years

- He really said “I’m fine” BITCH

- Bed time for brats™️ no later than 8:30pm

- hell yeah sleepover time

- “stop lookin at my insides n shit” I want that on a t shirt

- ANDROID DREAMS

- Nines is so soft I might die

- But he’s somehow equally suave as fuck how is this fair

- Oh my god dream!gavin is like Nines’ conscious this is so presh

- “What do you think Gavin was gonna say?” nsndJSKDOFIWKDBDNDNSJDBBDJDJDJDNDJXJNDIFUIFIEKWN HES STILL THINKING ABOUT THEIR CONVO

- dream!gavin you sly dog

- “To have this. Out there.” DONT FUCK WITH MY HEART LIKE THAT THIS INNER-MONOLOGUE FLUFF IS SO SWEET

- Nines being insecure™️

- Listen to dream!gavin, Nines, he has big brain

- The fact that Nines subconsciously KNOWS that irl!Gav “just wants someone that doesn’t hate him” but he’s STILL like alas, I can never be what gavin needs :’(

- nu babie don’t be sad🥺

- oh my god they’re both train wrecks protect them at all cost

- c r i p e s❤️the reed900 hurt/comfort we all needed

- FUCK

- Concerned boyfriends™️

- Maybe “I’m fine” will be our always

- GAV🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺💔💔💔💔💔💔

- Insecure boyfriends™️

- Nines “I’m not going to get any closer to Gavin because I can’t help him but also I want to cuddle with him because he had a nightmare” RK900

- did someone say c a t

- dumb babie gav jus spoon the dumb android so you both feel better

- Me: *rubs evil hands together* aha here comes the angst

- cue tragic backstory

- oh

- tragic backstory indeed

- YES DAD!FOWLER WE LOVE

- Gavin is so desperate for anyone to care about him I’m crying tears

- SHIT IT’S CUDDLE TIME™️ NOW IM REALLY FUCKING CRYING

- Alexa this is so god damn sad play despacito

- YES

- HAND>HOLDING

- HEAD>ON>SHOULDER

- NINES’ SKIN RETRACTING WHERE THEIR HANDS ARE TOUCHING THIS IS LIKE EVERY REED900 STAN’S DREAM COME TRUE

- Oh shit it’s about to get domestic I don’t think I’m mentally prepared

- YOU CAN WEAR MY😝💪SWEEAATSHIIIIIIRT🤪🔥🔥🔥 (I’m never letting the sleeveless sweatshirt thing go)

- Uh oh NO FUCK I’ve read enough fan fiction to know that this is where Gavin’s fucking trust issues kick in and he decides pushing nines away is safer than getting closer to him SHIT

- AND NINES GETS CONFUSED AND HURT

- AND THEN GAVIN GETS HURT

- I feel angst in this Chili’s tonight

- “I need you to leave” aaaaaaahhhhhhhh here come a whole different kind of tears

- frick dude that ouches

- Insert sad babie noises

- Oml the tension☠️poor Chris and Ada are like😑😑

- Chris could solve this case all by himself change my mind

- Gavin and Nines = (ò///-///ó)

- Chris = :D~oblivious~

- HELL YEAH PARTY TIME

- BEST WIVES TINA AND VALERIE AHHHH

- reed900 who??? I don’t know her. I only know ❤️valerina❤️

- I can’t believe Gavin and Nines invented angst

- I went and got blue gatorade just so I could pretend I was drinking thirium like Nines

- #DetectiveChen2K20

- real sad gavin hours

- Ruh roh Gavin bouta die from the ‘rona virus because rat man smokes hella

- CINEMATOGRAPHY CHEEEEECK HOLY SHIT

- my entire aesthetic in a single shot jfc

- Aaaaahhhh Nines trying to be a supportive bf just makes me ;-; [takes damage]

- HES ACCEPTED GAVIN AS MORE THAN A PARTNER🥺that, my friends, is what we call character development

- We stan the otp aggressively talking about their feelings

- “I’m not going anywhere.” FUCK™️

- SMOKE>FACE

- Aaaaand they’re back at square one. It’s cool it’s fine it’s all good we can work with this.

- Gavin: I don’t need you ò-ó

- Gavin: *immediately after Nines leaves* fuck ó-ò

- “It’s fine”™️

- I love Ada so much hhhhhh she said 🤨

- “Basic Instinct” TINA WITH THE HEAT OMG

- *nervous laugh* haha Ada sis maybe chill a little bit ha ha

- oh no I have a not good feeling

- ADA CHILL ADA CHILL

- WHY IS HE FOLLOWING HER INTO AN ALLEY AFTER THAT SKETCHY TALK

- AAA FUCK FUCK FUCJDJEMNSNDJDNXU FUCK I FUCKING KNEW IT FUCK SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT FUCK

- 😖x1000000

- Oh my god this is so fucking sad Alexa play The Sound of Silence

- Nines got fucked up and Gavin is CONCERNED

- aayyyyy bro Nines full on nakey

- Tina and Gavin sad bro huggin👊😔

- ADA HOW DARE YOU. HOW VERY DARE YOU.

- Uh oh Nines is fckn PISSED

- he MAD mad

- Tina speakin straight facts I love her

- WOOP GAVIN FINALLY ADMITTING HE NEEDS NINES

- f u c k right in the heart

- I don’t want to attempt writing any notes at this moment because my thoughts are completely incoherent I am a MESS

- “I need you to come back, Nines.” DONT PLAY W ME LIKE THAT

- HAND HOLDING FTW

- Did Gavin really almost bring Nines back through the power of love I am SHAKING

- Dream!Gavin speaking truth as ALWAYS

- These damn flashbacks making me feel some type of way

- OH SHIT HE AWAKE

- that actually low key jump scared me

- God damn these sets are so fucking pro, I’m so happy

- REUNION

- Tina really say “Chris ;) ;) lets go get some ;) coffee ;) ;) ;) ;)”

- CHRIS’ REALIZATION FACE FUCKING LAID ME OUT I HAD TO PAUSE I WAS LAUGJINB SO HARD

- You Undead Asshole™️

- Gavin: ( ⚆ _ ⚆ ) fuck he actually heard me talk about my feelings n shit

- Nines: You literally told me you fucking needed me like five minutes ago

- Gavin: huh weird that doesn’t sound like me I actually hate you

- ooOOHHH S H I T

- REALLY IS THIS REALLY HAPPENIGN

- woah shit sorry I blacked out for a second what happened

- MY POOR LITTLE FUCKING REED900 HEART IS EXPLODING AND IMPLODING AT THE SAME FUCKING TIME

- CAAAAAAAAN YOU FEEL THE LOVE TONIIIGGHTT

- holy shit I actually gave myself a bloody fucking nose because I smacked my face too hard in excitement

- ❤️💘🧡💞💕💘💓💚💛💘💞💓💛💛💞💘❤️💚💘💜💕💖❤️❤️💕💓💗💘💖💚💝❤️

- FUCK

- “What dipshit programmed you to do that?” 🥺🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️FUCK

- My aunt came in and told me she heard me shouting then asked why I was crying

- HAHA FUCKING CHRIS IS MEEEE

- shit I need to like..,,,,physically recover from that

- whew okay break time is over let’s fucking go

- Nines in the cheeky turtleneck I SEE U

- #DETECTIVECHEN2K20

- Gavin: I’m ready to take this hoe DOWN

- Initiate protocol: SAVE ADA FROM HERSELF

- I could listen to Tina talk to dispatch for hours🥰❤️❤️❤️

- WHITE TRENCH COAT WHITE TRENCH COAT WHITE TRENCH COAT WHITE T

- Gavin being hella concerned boyfriend™️

- FIGHT SCENE™️

- omfg that crowbar really went *CLANG* when it hit Ada’s steel fkn abs what a legend💪😎

- Hell yeah epic Nines gif moment

- no Ada don’t choke Gavin it only makes him stronger

- CHRIS THE MOTHER FUCKIN GOAT😎👏👏👏he really said “fuck ur monologue I’m here to get shit done”

- ADA QUEEN YOURE OKAY SWEETIE

- That character development godt damn

- I might be reaching but Gavin is now wearing a white/off-white shirt/gray that kINDA RESEMBLES DREAM!GAVIN’S SHIRT. Coincidence? I THINK NOT. THATS SYMBOLISM IF I EVER DID SEE IT.

- “buyer’s remorse, huh?”

- “I can’t be everything you need.”

- That awkward moment when you realize the person you were hiding your feelings from has also been hiding their feelings from you.

- “a year of that fuckin’...Ken Doll face smirkin’ at me every day” BE CUTER GAVIN, I DARE YOU.

- naked hand = love

- CHEEKY BASTARDS

- FUCK FUCK FUCK ME

- THAT WAS SO DAMN BEAUTIFUL

- So my review of this film could be summed up by saying that I basically cried for an hour and fifteen minutes.

- Holy damn

#fun game: watch the film and try to guess what each of these crazy ramblings is referring to #im still reeling from all of that #I think I need to watch it again #yes that sounds like a plan #this is kind of like a review #if it were written by an emotional crackhead who got zero sleep last night #also #happy easter babes #if u celebrate it of course #what did we do to deserve this film #jfc there are still tears in my eyes #I need to watch it again asap #Detroit evolution #octopunk media #reed900

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ya-like-space · 4 years ago

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Oranges, A Warm Summer’s Breeze, and Home

Souji didn’t want to leave. In the short year he was there, Inaba had become his home. The only place he’d ever felt like he truly belonged. As he watched his friends and family grow farther and farther away from the train window, tears slowly started to run down his cheeks. He’s leaving behind the best thing that’s ever happened to him. When the platform was no more than a speck in the distance, Souji sat back in his seat. Closing his eyes, he drifts off to sleep.

He wakes up hours later to a station announcement. Wiping the sleep from his eyes, he grabs his bag from the overhead. Stepping off the train, a rush of emotion hits him. It hadn’t been long since he’d been in Tokyo, but it felt like forever. It all felt wrong. A sense of unfamiliarity flowed throughout him as he walked through the busy streets. Compared to Inaba, everything was so much bigger.

Dreading walking into his parent’s apartment again, Souji stood outside the door, counting. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, ...10. Upon reaching 10, he flung open the door. Duffel bag in hand, he raced quickly and quietly to his bedroom. His parents weren’t home, and wouldn’t be for another two days. Couldn’t even make it home to greet their own son. Setting his bag down, he flopped onto his bed. He didn’t want to unpack, knowing if he did, the reality of the situation would set in. Instead, he settled for glaring at all the boxes already in his room. They had arrived days prior.

He can still remember how hard it was for him to pack. A part of him wanted to leave everything there, exactly how it was, so when he came back it would all be the same. But the rational part of him had won out, and he called Yosuke over to help him. Though it probably hadn’t been necessary, Souji had wanted to spend as much time with him as possible. They had gotten all of the things he was taking with him packed in only an hour. Leaving them the rest of the day to spend with each other. Not wanting to be in his empty room anymore, Yosuke had suggested they take a walk to the Samegawa. Or at least, that’s what Souji thought was going to happen.

Yosuke had confessed to him. Down by the riverbank, in the same place they had their fight. He had broken down when they got there, spilling his heart to Souji. Yosuke kissed him that day, arms looped around Souji’s back, hands in his hair. They walked home together hand in hand, tear tracks still visible on Yosuke’s cheeks.

Souji already misses Inaba, and he’s barely been in Tokyo an hour. It wasn’t fair that he had to leave. That he had to go back to an empty apartment, to parents who were never home, to parents who used him, and a new school of people who don’t know what he’s been through.

That night, Souji dreamt of a warm embrace and a rushing river.

Even though he really didn’t want to, Souji began unpacking his stuff. He started with the duffel bag, which was mostly empty. Other than a few changes of clothes, and his toiletries.

But when he opened the first box, instead of the muted black of the old t-shirt that Souji had thought would be on top, there was a rumpled lump of orange fabric on top, which was revealed to be a very familiar hoodie when he pulled it out of the box by one sleeve. It was one of Yosuke’s hoodies, the one he’d been wearing when he’d helped Souji pack up his room, in fact. Tears begin streaming down his face. Souji lifts the hoodie out of the box, burying his face in it. It smells like oranges, a warm summer's breeze, and home. He stays like this for a while, before attempting to compose himself. Flipping over the hoodie, he sees something that was previously hidden. A little pink sticky note, stuck to the underside of the cloth.

I’ll miss u partner <3

That breaks him. Souji crumples into a ball on the floor, unable to stop sobbing. A good 10 minutes go by before he can even think again. When he finally manages to collect himself, he gets an idea. His parents arrive tomorrow, so he’ll have to leave early in the morning. He buys a one way ticket to Inaba, and repacks all of his things. This has to work. Before he goes to bed, he sends a text to Dojima, telling him about the plan. Dojima immediately agrees, telling Souji he’ll pick him up from the station tomorrow.

Souji gets up the next morning, and writes a note to his parents. Placing it on the dining room table, it feels like a weight has been lifted from him. He walks back to the train station. On the ride back to Inaba, Souji wonders if he did the right thing. But then he looks down at the hoodie he slipped on that morning, before leaving. All doubts leave his mind at the first sight of orange. He rests his head against the window as the gentle rumbling of the train lulls him into a peaceful sleep.

When he wakes, the conductor is announcing Yasoinaba Station is only minutes away. Souji grabs his duffel bag and moves to the other side of the train. It’s almost like coming here the first time, with the empty compartment and empty station. He meets Dojima outside, getting into the passenger seat of the car.

“Hi.”

Dojima turns his head to look at him. Ruffling Souji’s hair he smiles, “Hey there kiddo. It’s good to see you.”

Souji smiles back at him.

“It’s only been a day,” he pauses, his expression softening slightly, “but I missed you too, Uncle.”

The drive back to the house is silent. But it’s the good kind of silence. The kind that calms you, and steadies your nerves. Souji’s half expecting to be bombarded by Nanako when they get inside, but instead, the house is dark.

“Nanako went to play at a friend’s house today. She should be home soon.”

“Oh. Okay.”

Souji had been excited to see his cousin, but he was fine with waiting. It would give him and his Uncle time to sort some things out.

“Now. Souji. Are you sure you want to do this? Because if you are,

I’m willing to do whatever needs to be done.”

Dojima wasn’t an idiot. He had seen the signs of abuse in his nephew when he had first arrived in Inaba, and as much as he would like to believe his sister wouldn’t do something like that, he knew it was true. And when Souji had sent him a message asking about this, well, he couldn’t deny it anymore. He cared about Souji, and wanted him to be safe.

“Yes. I’m sure. I don’t want to be a part of that family anymore, I don’t want to be treated like a doll, like I’m just there for their entertainment. I want to be here, with my real family.”

“That’s all I needed to know. Now let’s get this paperwork filled out.”

“Alright.”

Nanako arrived home hours after they had finished filing everything out. Her face had lit up upon seeing Souji.

“Big Bro!”

She jumped into him, squeezing her arms around his middle.

“What are you doing here?”

He smiles down at her.

“I decided I’m not going back to the city.”

“Yay!”

The three of them spent that night redoing Souji’s room, and eating take-away. Souji had decided he was gonna surprise Yosuke tomorrow. His shift at Junes ended at 3, so all he had to do was show up after it was over.

When Souji woke the next morning, Dojima was arguing with someone on the phone. Souji’s parents, most likely. He listened for a while, barely able to make out any of the words. They sounded angry, and he was glad that he didn’t have to deal with them. Dojima hung up the phone, finally noticing Souji.

“Hm? Oh, good morning Souji.”

“Are my parents angry?”

Dojima nodded, motioning for Souji to sit.

“They seem to think they own you, and that they reserve the right to control your every move.”

His expression darkened.

“Souji. You should’ve said something sooner.”

“I know. But I was afraid too.”

“Well, as long as you’re safe now.”

Souji smiled softly, “Yeah. I am.”

After speaking with his Uncle for a bit longer, and getting the last of the adoption papers filled, he headed to the Samegawa to kill time. It was a little hard getting there, since he nearly ran into Yukiko on the way. Souji wasn’t quite ready to tell the rest of the team he was in Inaba again, in case something went wrong. The only exception being Yosuke. He really wanted to see Yosuke again, but he had to wait. Souji spent the next few hours down by the riverbank, listening to the rushing water.

Before he knew it, it was almost 3, and Souji made his way to Junes. His plan was to wait near the back entrance, where Yosuke parks his bike. That way, if someone he knew was in Junes, they wouldn’t see him.

One minute. 30 seconds. 15 seconds. Now! Yosuke walked through the door, right on time. At first, he didn’t notice Souji was there. But then he saw him standing, right next to his bike. Yosuke barreled into him, laughing happily.

“Souji! What are you doing here?”

But then Souji said the best thing Yosuke had heard all day.

"I'm not going," suddenly Souji had him pushed up against a wall, and was kissing him. It wasn't a gentle kiss either, it was hard and demanding and so full of need that Yosuke started to feel a little dizzy.

"W-what?" he managed to stutter, utterly bewildered by the turn of events.

"Tell me you love me," Souji requested.

Now Yosuke definitely wasn’t expecting that, his face flushing a deep red. Souji was looking at him, but the look in his eyes was something Yosuke had never seen before. Something like panic, or desperation. For some reason Souji had come all the way back to Inaba, and the least Yosuke could do was grant this small request.

"I love you, Souji.”

Souji practically squeezed him to death in a hug, burying his face in the side of Yosuke's neck with a noise that sounded suspiciously like a sob.

"Say it again," he repeated, voice muffled by Yosuke's shirt. Yosuke grinned, feeling warmth flow throughout him.

"I love you," he sighed, wrapping his arms around Souji in return.

There’s that smell again. Souji breathed in deeply. Oranges, a warm summer's breeze, and home.

Home.

He’s finally home.

@souyoweek2020 Day 6 | scent

One more day! I've had the idea for this fic in my head, ever since I finished the game for the first time. I always thought there should've been an ending where Souji got to stay in Inaba. This ended up being a tad bit heavier then i wanted, but it kind’ve took on a life of its own while I was writing it.

#souyoweek2020 #souyo #souji x yosuke #yu x yosuke #souji seta #yu narukami #persona 4 protagonist #yosuke hanamura #nanako dojima #ryotaro dojima #persona 4 #p4 #fanfic #fanart

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rebel-without-cause-x · 4 years ago

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The Secret

Part 15

Jax Teller x OC

Series Masterlist // Masterlist for Jax

"Where's Jax?" You said still groggy from the anaesthetic.

"He's on his way lass" Chibs smiled squeezing your hand. "Things are gonna be okay"

Squeezing your eyes closed, you willed yourself to wake up from this nightmare but it was no use as it was real. Hearing the door open you opened your eyes to see Jax stood in the door way looking rough and like he was gonna break down into tears.

"I will leave you two alone" Chibs nodded kissing your head.

As soon as he left you opened your arms to Jax who instantly crawled into the bed with you.

"I thought I'd lost you both" he sobbed into your chest as you ran your hands through his hair.

"How's our boy?" You whispered leaning your head against Jax's.

"He has the Teller family flaw and tear in his abdomen. They are saying there's only a 20 percent chance he will make it" Jax sobbed.

"Hey look at me a second baby" you whispered making Jax look up, you put your hands on his cheeks "Abel is a fighter, he will make it through this. Have you been to see him?"

"I couldn't not without you, poor lad is in a toaster" Jax sighed.

"Sorry to interrupt I just wanted to see you Harleigh was awake" Tara said as she stood at the end of the bed.

"You my doctor?" You spat.

"No but I-"

"Then get out. I don't want you here" you hissed.

"Baby calm down please" Jax whispered kissing your head.

Sighing you glared at Tara, you hated her ever since you was 12 and she started dating Jax. Even though Jax was 4 years older than you, you made it clear about your feelings for her and you was there to pick up the pieces when she skipped town leaving a broken hearted Jax. You couldn't see the irony, you basically did the same thing Tara did.

"She's operating on our son, so please be nice" Jax whispered in your ear as he ran his hand over your hair.

"Fine but only for Abel's sake" you whispered leaning into Jax.

A couple of hours had passed and your doctor was now sat in the chair next to the bed.

"So we have the toxicology report back" he said.

"Wait why did you run that I'm not taking anything I'm not a junkie" you said getting wound up.

"It's procedure miss Winston, it's just precaution and I'm glad we did" he nodded. "It came back showing high levels of naproxen in your blood and we believe that is was caused the gastroschisis in your son"

"I stopped taking naproxen well before I was pregnant so how can it be in my blood" you asked in confusion.

"This is what the test is showing Miss Winston" he said "I will leave you two alone but when you are ready let me know and I will take you to see your son"

"I don't get it Jax" you sighed "I've not taken pain killers that strong since i moved back home"

"Someone must have slipped it into your drink" he said holding you tight.

"I don't want to point fingers but clay has been extra nice to me recently, bringing me drinks when I'm at the club house" you whispered.

"Try not to worry about it darlin' I will look into things and there will be hell to play when I find out who did this" Jax said kissing the top of your head "now I've been putting off going to see our little man because I can't do it without you. So you up for going to see our fighter?"

"Yeah I want to see him" you grinned.

Standing over the incubator or as Jax keeps referring the toaster you was in awe of the little boy.

"We made that" you laughed leaning into Jax for support.

"We sure did babygirl" Jax smiled placing his hand over the top of the toaster. "One thing I'm glad about, he had your green eyes"

"Damn I was hoping they'd be blue" you laughed.

You and Jax just stood there staring at your son when Opie came into the room with a sleepy Amber clinging to his neck.

"Sorry guys she's refusing to leave the hospital until she sees you guys and her little brother" Opie whispered.

"Thanks bro" Jax nodded letting him know it was okay before taking amber out of his arms.

"Oh god he's so small" Opie whispered putting his arm around you as he looked over your son.

"They are hoping in a couple of days they can go in and fix his heart then his stomach" you whispered.

"He is gonna be okay, I mean look at who his parents are and the lines he comes from" Opie chuckled. "Want me to take amber for the night?"

"If you don't mind, I know you and Donna are going through some shit" you said looking up at him.

"It's no bother, that's what's family is for like sis" he whispered kissing your head "you make sure you rest up"

"I'm not gonna have much choice with blondie over there" you laughed.

"Hey I heard that" Jax laughed softly.

"Was meant to" you smirked walking over and kissing Ambers head. "Uncle Ope is going to take you to his baby, you can come see your brother when you are more awake okay"

"Okay momma" amber whispered "I love you"

"I love you too baby" you whispered as Opie took her from Jax and headed out.

"I don't want to be alone tonight" you mumbled as Jax pulled you into his lap.

"I'm not leaving Leigh, I'm gonna be right here" Jax whispered kissing your hand.

#jax teller x oc #jax teller fanfiction #jax x reader #jax teller one shot #jax teller imagine #jax teller x reader #jax teller #soa imagine #soa x reader #soa #sons of anarchy x oc #sons of anarchy one shot #sons of anarchy x reader #sons of anarchy imagine #sons of anarchy

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singingunderthecurtain · 5 years ago

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DIAMOND (CEO AU Baekhyun Series) Part 20

Author: @julietsoddeye AU: CEO!Baekhyun Genre: Angst | Smut | Romance Pairing: (in this chapter) Baekhyun x Lee Soojin (OC) | Junmyeon x Yanmei (OC) | Chanyeol x Hisako (OC) Word Count: 5.5K Trigger Warning: Strong Language, Gun Use, Blood, and Physical Violence

Plot: After 10 years of exile to another country, Soojin is finally back home and was surprised to find out that she was already engaged to the son of her father’s long-time friend and business partner.

Diamond Mini Mansterlist

1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20

“Don’t fucking panic, guys!”

Hisako yelled suddenly as she was pacing around the small space provided for her in front of everyone. Friends are all gathered in Baekhyun’s office, figuring out where Soojin might be. Yanmei then grabs Hisako’s wrist to pull and squeezes her in between her and Jongdae. The man has no other option but to scoot farther away from Yanmei so that Hisako can properly sit down.

“Nobody’s panicking, only you.”

Yanmei said matter-of-factly rolling her eyes at her friend, Hisako pouted like a child as a response. She can tolerate this crazy attitude of hers just as long as she provided a barricade between her and Jongdae.

It has already been two and a half days since Soojin has gone AWOL. President Lee Seungho almost had another heart attack when they found out that his daughter was missing. Both Soojin and Baekhyun’s mothers were inconsolable with the news, they kept crying when Soojin’s name is ever mentioned.

After the Twenty Four hour mark of her absence, private security and investigation companies were called, but not the Police. They knew the media would soon find out that the Heiress of the Lee clan and soon-to-be Daughter-in-law of the Byuns, and sure news about her disappearance would blow up if they decided to ask for the Police’s help. They didn’t want unwanted attention from anyone or anything at this point, reporters and journalists will swarm their buildings and homes and that will definitely affect their stocks.

“Shouldn’t you be at work today?”

Jongdae snarked, suddenly annoyed at Hisako even though it wasn’t her fault that he was blocked from being next to Yanmei.

“How can I go to work when one of my two best friends is missing?” Hisako snarled her lips at Jongdae. “Also, President Seungho told me to take a break.”

“You think she’s been kidnapped?”

“Yes, probably. Soojin-ssi wouldn’t just suddenly run away like that.”

Mia answers Baekhyun’s question immediately.

Everyone fell silent for a while. They all have sullen-look in their faces, the wedding is just right around the corner, why is this happening now?

Baekhyun felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, he must have accidentally put it on silent. Looking at the screen, he was jolted to see that Soojin is calling him.

“What is it, bro?”

Yixing saw the bewilderment in his friend’s eyes and everyone’s attention snapped to Baekhyun as he sat on his office table with his jaws hanging down.

“I–It’s S–Soojin.”

“Answer it!!!”

Soojung pushed through people to get near Baekhyun. Her eyes were blown big as she waits for her future brother-in-law’s next move.

With quivering hands, Baekhyun slides accept the call and put his phone on his left ear.

“H–Hello?”

“Listen Byun Baekhyun, I know you’re probably surrounded by people right now. Pretend like this is Soojin…”

“Okay…”

Baekhyun answers with a shake in his voice, everyone looks at him expecting a piece of good news. He recognized the person on the other line and already know who the person was behind all this and his blood is already boiling with anger.

“We have your fiancé and if you still want to see her alive, you will do as I tell you. Understood?”

“Okay,”

Baekhyun repeats his one-line answer, lips quivered and nose flared when he hears Soojin screaming for help in the background.

“You will meet me at the address that I will be texting you... alone. And then you will come with me. Don’t let anyone follow you or I will make sure my men will put a bullet through Lee Soojin’s skull. You don’t want a dead bride at your wedding, am I being clear?”

“BAEKHYUN, BAEKHYUN NO! DON’T LISTEN TO TH—”

“SHUT UP, BITCH! Shut her up before I punch her unconscious once again!”

Baekhyun hears loud banging noises until he can’t hear Soojin’s screams and cries anymore. He hits his fist on his table, grinding his teeth together to suppress his anger.

“What? What’s happening?!”

Seungmin was about to snatch the phone away, but Baekhyun motions for him to stop.

“Do you hear that, Byun? Now be a good boy and don’t fuck shit up for me!”

The call ended abruptly and it took a few moments before Baekhyun’s inside battles clammed enough to answer everyone’s loud questions.

“Baekhyun-ah,”

Seungmin sounded straight-up begging now, the desperation in his tone made it a little harder for Baekhyun to lie. He is deliberating what sort of bullshit he will tell Soojin’s brother. He needs to be careful or they will kill his Fiancé for sure.

“I…”

Baekhyun trails off, suddenly zoning out again.

“Oppa, please.”

It was Soojung, this time, to beg Baekhyun. Begging to know what was going on. She can see the feat in Baekhyun’s eyes and she’s worried what sort of danger her sister is in.

“Sooj– She wants me to meet her… Soojinnie.”

Baekhyun stutters.

“It was Soojin eonni on the phone?”

“Y–Yes.”

Baekhyun’s phone dinged with another notification and sure enough, it was Soojin’s number they used again and he starts scrambling on to his feet, grabbing his motorbike keys out of the many vehicular keys inside his office table drawer.

“Please, guys… I need to go.”

Baekhyun was stopped mid-run by Junmyeon, he looks back at everyone to see them all confused and puzzled by his sudden odd behavior.

“What is happening, Baekhyun-ah?”

Junmyeon tightens his grip on Baekhyun’s arm when he tries shaking him off. Sehun and Jongdae then grasp his other arm when he suddenly bolted and tries to escape.

Every single person in his office probably thinks he’s about to or has already gone insane, but right now is not the time to care about that. He needs to go because the text message only gave him an hour to get there or they will get rid of her - immediately. He has no other options but to just go there even if he wasn't sure they were tricking him or not.

He has so save Soojin!

“Baekhyun, relax! Use your words, please.”

Yanmei pushed pass bodies to touch Baekhyun’s cheek, using her ‘teacher approach’ she practices with her students daily. Baekhyun slumps when he felt his fiancé’s best friend’s warm hands on his face. It reminded him of the warmth Soojin shows him every single day even though he probably doesn’t deserve it. He doesn’t deserve her and now she’s at the hands of bad people and it’s his fault.

��Mei-Mei, please…”

“Tell me, Baeks it’s okay.”

Baekhyun’s tears are pouring like rain, he just wanted them to let him go but he can’t verbalize what he wanted them to do.

“Baekhyun-ah.”

Jongdae pushes on, shaking Baekhyun’s arm that he was holding.

“Jongdae, no—”

Yanmei warns her ex and Jongdae immediately silenced with the mention of his name straight from her lips.

“Baekhyun? Talk to me.”

She returns her attention to the aggravated man once again, gently coaxing him to speak. It took a while before Baekhyun calms down from his sobbing and he finally found his voice, determined to save the woman he only ever loved in his life.

“Guys, please… Please trust me. Don’t follow me or they will kill her.”

“Hyung, what are you saying?”

Sehun interjects.

“I need to go… NOW! Or they will kill Soojin and if that happens, I will never, ever forgive myself for it. Do you understand me? I have no time?!”

Baekhyun starts screaming now to no one in particular.

“Oh my God! What are we gonna... What are we gonna fucking do?”

Hisako then paces back and forth again, Chanyeol pulling her arms to embrace her, pushing her face to his chest. She starts bawling her eyes out when she felt his warm chest on her cheeks, his tight embrace around her body.

“Let go of him.”

Mia all of a sudden speaks, still seated in one of the chairs in the office. Her face was calm, but her feet are quavering into place in agitation.

“What?”

Sehun yells, mouth ajar as he looks back and forth between Mia and Seungmin. Seungmin just stares back at his younger cousin with no answer to the silent question in his eyes.

“I said let go of Baekhyun!”

“Are you a fucking lunatic?”

Yanmei protests, suddenly angry at Mia’s rash decision.

“And why are you even still here, Mia? Hasn’t Soojin already fired you? Why are you still lingering around us, you fucking psycho?!”

Yanmei added, her ears obviously beaming red with anger.

“Yanmei-ssi!!!”

Seungmin infiltrates, pulling Yanmei’s arm harder than he intended to and she yelps in pain.

“Hyung!”

Junmyeon and Jongdae bellow simultaneously. Jongdae lets go of Baekhyun as Seungmin releases Yanmei wrist.

“I–I’m so… I’m sorry, I– Didn’t mean to.”

Seungmin apologizes profusely as Yanmei clutches her wrist.

“Baby, are you okay?”

Jongdae ran to Yanmei's side, grabbing her arms with gentle care to examine it. Yanmei was too lost for words or reactions and so she lets him comfort her.

“What is happening?”

Sunmi starts sobbing silently with no idea what was going on, only hearing the commotion around her. Yixing instantly pulls the poor weeping girl in the farthest corner of the room to calm her down.

“Sunmi, everything will be just fine, okay? Do you trust oppa?”

Yixing starts whispering comforting words to her ears.

“Yes,”

Sunmi replies, although still crying. But Yixing’s soft and gentle words are very effective at making her nerves quiet down a bit to stop her lament.

“I’m so sorry you have to hear this, love. We can go if you want to.”

“No, oppa. I want to know what’s happening, we need to find Soojin eonni.”

She juts her lower lip out, tears ready to be shed just thinking about her oldest sister being gone without a trace.

“Just… Trust me and let go of Baekhyun.”

Mia insisted on with both boldness and assurance. Her eyes were burning with determination, but her heart is somewhat scared of the ten percent chance that all the plans might turn into shit. Hopefully, that doesn’t happen or she will not only fail Soojin, who has already become a big part of her life, but also Seungmin. He trusted everything on her, she can’t let him down... ever. It would totally break her heart.

Seungmin nods towards Sehun and Junmyeon, both looked at each other before hesitantly letting Baekhyun go.

Baekhyun bolted out of the door right away with his newfound freedom.

“I hope you’re not digging yourself a grave with that decision, Mia.”

Yanmei yaks at Mia, pushing Jongdae’s embrace away from her and went for the door also. Both Junmyeon and Jongdae followed immediately after her.

The rest were quiet and it was quite a deafening silence for Mia. But before her mind spiraled into insanity, Seungmin reaches his arms towards her and envelopes her shoulders with comfort. Him cradling her like a lost child, she couldn’t help her tears but spill like a dam letting water out.

— – — – —

It was wise of Baekhyun to have grabbed his bike keys instead of any of his many cars, it’s a Friday night and the traffic jam is insane in the rush hour.

He can’t let anything happen to Soojin, not now that their wedding is just right around the corner.

Not now that they can really, finally call each other theirs, that they belong with each other only.

He parks his bike on a random alleyway where the location was pinged.

Immediately after he killed the motor off of his bike, get down from it and removed his helmet, a man in all black clothes and dark hat grabbed his arm forcefully and drag him where a black van is waiting.

“Come with me and don’t make a sound.”

Immediately, Baekhyun knows who it was by the tone of the voice.

Kim Namjoon.

Taeyeon’s younger brother.

“Aah, Namjoonie… It’s been a long time—”

“Don’t fucking call me that as if you’re still Noona’s boyfriend!”

Namjoon cut Baekhyun’s affinity quickly with a harsh dismissive tone. Baekhyun, as a reply, laughed tauntingly at his captor.

“You’ve seen how your sister treated me when we were still together, Namjoon. I can’t stay with a woman like that.”

“You’re just the same, Hyung.”

Namjoon puts a sarcastic emphasis on the word Hyung as if to mock Baekhyun with fake politeness. There was never any camaraderie between Baekhyun’s and Namjoon’s set of friends. There was always a silent rivalry between them ever since they were young.

“I only repaid her for what she did to me. To be honest with you, your sister’s sins are much heavier than mine. I just dated around, meanwhile, Taeyeon sleeps with any man she encounters when we’re fighting.”

Baekhyun sneers and Namjoon pushes him inside the van that has two other people inside who he recognizes as Namjoon’s friends, Yoongi and Jimin.

“Don’t you dare talk about my sister like that, you asshole!”

Namjoon grabs Baekhyun by the collar and slams him on the vehicle wall.

Baekhyun groans slightly when the back of his head hits hard on the other side of the heavily tinted van window.

His head was then wacked using a loaded gun by Yoongi and the last thing he remembers before he lost his consciousness was that a sack-like material was being put on his head and then everything went black…

“What took you so fucking long?!”

Taeyeon stood up from Seokjin’s lap when she finally sees the door of the room opens.

Namjoon is walking in front while Yoongi and Jimin are just close behind, dragging a tied up and very unconscious Baekhyun along like a piece of dead meat. Jungkook, the youngest and the newest member of their friend circle took a chair and settles it in front of a deeply wounded and very weak Soojin who was also tied up to an uncomfortably cold and metallic chair.

“Noona, it’s the rush hour traffic… I’m sorry.”

Taeyeon’s hard look softened a bit when she sees her brother almost shaking in fear of what she will do to him for being late.

The two sat Baekhyun up on the chair and tied him to it in a similar way they tied Soojin.

“It’s okay, baby brother… Noona understands. Did you get the gun I specifically asked for?”

“Yes, Noona. It’s here.”

Namjoon handed a small velvety gun case to Taeyeon, her smile widens when she grabs it and felt the soft case on her fingertips.

“Good boy. You’re not as useless as what our parents make you seem to be, hmm.”

Taeyeon briefly pats her brother’s head and walked towards a nearby table and carefully places the case down. Her boyfriend, Seokjin, offered to open up the case for her and she gave him a quick kiss on the lips before she let him open up the case for her.

Both of their faces lit up when the light hits the rose gold revolver gun in all the right places. The dark mahogany hand grip compliments the glimmer of the handheld gun really well.

“Beautiful.”

Seokjin sighs looking between the gun and Taeyeon.

“I hope you’re talking about me, Jin...”

One of Taeyeon’s brows raised as she asked. She took her younger boyfriend’s face, her long red nails scratching slightly on to his smooth face.

“Of course, baby. Nothing shines brighter than you.”

“Correct answer.”

She lets his face go and returns her attention back to the handheld gun she especially purchased just for this very occasion.

If she can’t have Baekhyun, no one will.

Especially not Soojin. Hell no.

— – — – —

“Report?!”

Mia roars as the heavily-armed door guards slams open the production floor of their headquarters as she arrived with her entourage. All the staff's heads turned towards her and straighten their positions upon the arrival of their biggest boss.

“Bugs 2012, 2014 and 2015, eyes and ears are inside of the property since 20190304. Targets one, two and three were seen leaving the property at oh-two-twenty-three. Three fawners are left inside to man and be on the lookout, about five fawners are scattered outside. Pawns one and two are alive, but unconscious.”

Mia sighs in relief when she hears the report from one of her skilled men.

“Do you know what their condition is right now aside from being unconscious?”

Mia asks and Seungmin bit the inside of his lower lip, waiting for the answer as the man types in on his computer.

“Latest update, oh-three-oh-seven, Pawn-one is heavily bruised all around the body, bleeding from the side of the head and has been unconscious for fifteen hours. Last meal offered twenty hours ago, rejected and then received a few slaps from Target-one…”

He paused for a bit to breathe in deeply before reading on the second report.

“Latest update, oh-three-oh-seven, pawn-two bleeding from the nose, a few bruisings on the face and body and has been unconscious since or even before arrival at twenty-two-oh-five.”

“Fuck! Is pawn-one my sister...?”

With Seungmin’s silent question, Mia hesitantly nodded her head. His knees caved and couldn’t control how he knelt on the pavement, with Mia catching him as he falls. She sat him down on one of the couches on the production floor.

Seungmin couldn’t help but cry.

How could such a thing happen to her sister and his childhood friend? How could he let it happen to them?

“It’s my fault! It’s all my fault, I shouldn’t have brought my sister or Baekhyunnie into this mess.”

Seungmin howls, punching and hitting his own thighs as if it’s going to make things better for everyone. Mia immediately wraps the man inside her embrace to stop him from hurting himself.

“Stop that!”

She warns.

“We always knew there was a threat—”

“But I never knew the threat is as near as it is!!! Who knew a woman like Kim Taeyeon can do such an evil thing! Even to Baekhyun, her ex-boyfriend”

Seungmin laments some more.

“She’s the daughter of the devil himself, of course, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.”

Seungmin laughs as he realizes that Taeyeon’s father, who is one of the biggest share-holders of the Byun Group of Companies, is a vile man in silence. There were rumors about him being linked to the mafia and that he has been paying his way to be on the top.

“Yeah, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree…”

Mia whispers as she plots ways to capture the whole family of their crookedness

— – — – —

Diamonds.

Diamond eyes.

Millions of diamonds surround her. Like stars in the sky, they shine so brightly even without a source of light.

“Please come home…”

She begs.

“Come back home, eonni…”

The diamond-eyed little girl sheds holographic tears.

“Soojin eonni, please…”

AMMONIA.

The smell of ammonia.

The ammonium inhalant shoots signals to her brain to wake up. The vile and putrid smell of it almost made her want to vomit, only if there’s something inside her stomach. But there is none.

Soojin hasn’t eaten a bite of anything they give her since she was abducted, what, maybe five days now. She is not really sure, she doesn’t have a sense of time anymore because she was just there.

No mornings, no nights. Soojin was just there, constrained not only by the ropes tied around her weak body but also by the evils of Taeyeon and her sycophants. It feels like months now and she misses Baekhyun so bad. She’s not even sure if she will see him ever again. If he’ll ever see her alive again.

“Good morning, Princess.”

A familiar voice greets her.

It’s a very familiar voice, and not in a good way, that has been haunting her for days already. That’s why she would just rather be unconscious and unaware of everything around her. The nightmares she had before may be back, but at least those nightmares won’t cause her physical pain.

She says the wrong thing, Taeyeon will slap her in the face or hit her with whatever she has on hand.

Breathes the wrong way, Namjoon will punch her stomach or kick her sides.

Doesn’t take the food they give? They will swing her head with a gun.

Whatever she does, they beat her up.

“I was so worried you won’t wake up. Oh! Thank God you’re not dead yet.”

Even though she is in her current state, beat up, weak and hurting in all places, she still did not miss the sarcasm in her voice.

“Fuck you, Taeyeon.”

She coughs the moment she spoke and spits up a combination of blood and phlegm. Taeyeon jumps up, face sours when Soojin’s bloody phlegm spatters on her shoe.

“MY FUCKING DIAMOND JIMMY CHOO!!! CLEAN IT OFF, RIGHT NOW!!! FUCK!!!”

Taeyeon panics, hitting her boyfriend, Seokjin on the arms as she screams as if she’s being swallowed whole by the ground. Seokjin then starts panicking as well, as he cringes by both the vision of Soojin’s bloody cough on his girlfriend’s expensive shoes that he bought for her last birthday.

“Get me a fucking rug or some shit!”

Seokjin snarls at Jungkook, their youngest and the group’s gofer.

“Don’t fucking use a rug, you stupid piece of shit! I have some wet wipes in my purse!!!”

Jungkook then starts panicking also, a rug already on his other hand and Taeyeon’s small bag on his other. Namjoon rolls his eyes at the commotion, snatches his sister’s handbag from the younger man and grabbed a handful of wet towelette and wiped the bloody discharge from the shoes himself.

Soojin is painfully laughing at the dumb assery in front of her, but the moment she saw a glimpse of Baekhyun from behind all of them, she starts choking on her spit and tears already starts welling on the side of her eyes.

“Baek… Is that… BAEKHYUN!!!”

Her scream was piercing and it made everyone stop fussing and Baekhyun to stir awake.

“That’s right bitch, your Prince Charming is dumb enough to save you.”

Taeyeon unintentionally kicks her brother off as she starts walking in the direction of Soojin again. She grabs her by the hair and made her look into her eyes.

“Hurt me all you want, Taeyeon, I am begging you. Don’t touch Baekhyun.”

“Too late. My men already tainted his pretty face.”

Taeyeon pushes Soojin’s head forward as she lets go of her hair.

“Stop! Stop it right now, Taeyeon. Let us go and we will all forget about this.”

It’s Beakhyun’s turn to negotiate with his ex. His lips quivered when he finally saw the complete condition of Soojin. His heart breaks seeing how bloody and beat up the woman he loves. She’s probably just as damaged, if not more, on the inside.

“Oh sure.”

Taeyeon suddenly pipes.

“Go ahead, Yoongi, Jungkook, let them go. Go on!”

Baekhyun’s eyes lit up as he turns his eyes from Taeyeon to Soojin whose head is bowed down in exhaustion. Blood, sweat, and tears dripping from her face simultaneously. His ex’s laughter then woke him up from the few seconds of false hope he felt.

His face painted disappointment all over when he looks back at Taeyeon who is now smirking slyly at him.

“You’re stupid to think I’d let you go just like that, darling.”

Slowly, like a ghost in the night, Taeyeon plods her feet one by one on the direction of the table where her gun is settled. Neatly tucked in a velvet and silk case. Tracing her fingers delicately on the metal object before grabbing it, making sure it’s a complete seven shots of bullets.

Seeing the complete seven shots, Taeyeon then makes her way back in front of Soojin, who seems to be unconscious once again.

“Wake up, bitch!”

Taeyeon slaps Soojin’s bloody face to wake her up, causing Soojin to moan in pain.

“Baekhyunnie, say goodbye to your precious bride…”

Taeyeon aims the small gun at Soojin’s head. Soojin just stared at the gun directly, probably too weak and too tired to even recognize a gun that’s being pointed directly at the middle of her forehead.

“TAEYEON! STOP!”

Baekhyun cries.

“Okay, okay.”

Taeyeon drops the aim. And Baekhyun chokes with his own emotions.

“I’m gonna count from ten to one... So you at least still have a little more time seeing her before I blow her brains out.”

Taeyeon’s manic laughter can be heard from miles away and it sent shivers down Baekhyun’s spine knowing that in ten seconds, he will be losing the woman he is supposed to love until his dying day.

Hopefully, Taeyeon kills him too because he’s sure he couldn’t live without Soojin.

It would be painful to imagine what their wedding might have looked like, what her wedding dress would look like on her, how they will be spending their honeymoon, to what their children might look like. Will they have his eyes, Soojin’s cute nose? Will they also get their mother’s intellect or will they get his quirky personality?

“TEN!”

Baekhyun snaps from his day-nightmare when he hears Taeyeon’s scream. She had her gun pointed at Soojin’s head again.

“Taeyeon…”

Baekhyun begs.

“NINE!”

She screams, voice shaking with nervous excitement and adrenaline.

“TAEYEON-AH!!! PLEASE!”

He begs once more.

“EIGHT!”

“Taeyeon, please… Don’t do this.”

Baekhyun’s tears are starting to wet the dried blood on his face and he’s ignoring the taste of salt and iron on his lips.

“YOU MADE ME DO THIS BAEKHYUN! SEVEN!”

Everyone around them is just silent, just clammed up with the commotion happening in front of them. Some are obviously disturbed by the fact that Taeyeon is committing a crime and they are being accessory to it. Some are just neutral, maybe even impassive and detached.

“SIX!”

“Taeyeon…”

“FIVE!”

“Please… Please…”

You can hear the defeat in Baekhyun’s voice.

“FOUR!”

Baekhyun stopped fussing, but his tears continue.

“THREE!”

Taeyeon cocks the gun and places her pointer finger on the trigger.

“TWO!”

Baekhyun’s life with Soojin flashes before his eyes and it just made him sob really hard.

“ON—”

And before Taeyeon can scream the last number completely, a silent sniper bullet hits her shoulder and caused her to outbalance and pull the trigger accidentally hitting Namjoon on his thigh.

The Sister-Brother duo both scream in agony as multiple men in black clothing and bullet-proof vests enter the scene.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, dear friends and family, we are gathered here today to witness and celebrate the union of Byun Baekhyun and Lee Soojin in marriage. Through their time together, they have seen their love and understanding of each other grow and blossom and now they have come to recognize that their personal hopes, dreams, and goals are more possible and more purposeful through the combined effort and mutual foundation provided in love, commitment, and family; and so they have decided to live out the rest of their lives as one.”

The marriage officiant starts.

It was a beautiful day at a peach orchard in Yongin. This 100 acres land is owned by Yixing’s family and Soojin and Baekhyun have the best memory in this place.

Yixing brought them here on a previous time to pick Peach and other fruits that are on the property and this is where Baekhyun first fell in love with Soojin so they decided to do their wedding here.

Soojin and Baekhyun are currently hand in hand, shaking with excitement, sporting their own bruises from the previous incident they experienced at the hands of Kim Taeyeon. Who is now in jail for kidnapping and attempted murder alongside her five lackeys.

But none of it matters now, because they are finally in front of everyone, affirming their love for each other. It may have started as an arranged marriage, but they are glad they actually fell hard head over heels for each other. It’s not always you get to choose the one you spend your life with, especially in their circle. They are lucky they were the perfect match from the beginning.

“I, Baekhyun, take you, my Soojinnie, to be my wife, my best friend, my faithful partner and the love of my life from this day forward. In the presence of our family and friends, I offer you my solemn vow to be your faithful husband and partner in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, and in joy as well as in sorrow. I promise to love you forever, unconditionally, to support you in your goals, to honor and respect you, to laugh with you and cry with you, and to cherish you for as long as we both shall live.”

Baekhyun gingerly places her wedding band next to her the engagement ring that’s still on her finger. Even through all the beatings the ring and the Diamond are still intact, shining beautifully in the beautiful daylight.

“I, Soojin, take you, my bubu… Baekhyun,”

Soojin paused to giggle along with the crowd.

“to be my husband, my best friend, my faithful partner and my love from this day forward. In the presence of our family and friends, I offer you my solemn vow to be your faithful husband and partner in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, and in joy as well as in sorrow. I promise to love you unconditionally, to support you in your goals, to honor and respect you, to laugh with you and cry with you, and to cherish you for as long as we both shall live.”

Soojin also places his wedding band on his ring finger and they both gave each other tight hand squeezes after.

“Before we proceed, should anyone here present know of any reason that this couple should not be joined in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace.”

The officiant jumps in before officially ending the ceremony.

“Hell no, no one’s stopping the wedding!”

Chanyeol hollers from the groomsmen side, Baekhyun, and Soojin with playfulness in their eyes!

“Well then… By the power vested in me by the Republic of South Korea, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now seal the ceremony with a kiss!”

Baekhyun gently reached for Soojin’s jaw and she slightly tiptoed to reach Baekhyun halfway for their first kiss as husband and wife.

“I now give you, the newlyweds, Byun Baekhyun-ssi and Lee Soojin-ssi!

Every single soul in the property that is part of the wedding rejoiced. Finally, the much-awaited wedding happened and they couldn’t be happier.

~~~

Sunmi and Yixing came to the wedding as an official new couple as well.

Sunmi finally found the courage to tell Yixing how she feels and surprisingly for her, the man actually feels the same as she did.

Yixing was glad Sunmi was the one to confess first because if not for it, he will probably never tell her that he is in love with her.

~~~

Turns out, Mia is the “maid” Soojin’s brother, Seungmin, ran away with.

Mia is definitely not a maid, she is actually a leader of a private security agency who has been serving The Byuns and The Lees for years.

Mia and Seungmin met in College and have been together since.

Seungmin connived with Mia, Baekhyun, and Minseok a plan to seek revenge for what their father did to her sister, Soojin.

They explained everything to Soojin and she finally understood now why everything happened. Although the incident with Taeyeon was not according to plan. They have always known her family is shady, but they never post any threat to anyone so they have let their guards down in regards to that.

But good thing, they planted small tracking devices on both Soojin and Baekhyun’s phones and clothing just for security purposes. And that’s why they were able to see their location and save them from the hands of evil.

~~~

Taeyeon and her crew are now in jail and they will be for a long time, Chairman Byun made sure of that.

Taeyeon’s father has been terminated and shamed for what his daughter and all his shady activity with the Byun Conglomerate.

~~~

Hisako and Chanyeol and keep their hands to themselves all throughout the wedding.

They don’t hide the fact that they are displaying skinship on public and when people ask, they just shrug their shoulders and say they’re really good friends.

~~~

Yanmei went to the wedding as Junmyeon’s date, wearing the necklace he gave her.

Jongdae went alone.

But he saw her still wearing the bracelet he gave her.

~~~

"It– it wasn't your fault."

"What?"

"It wasn't your fault, I'm sorry."

"Ten years... I suffered ten years away from you. And you're saying that now?

"I'm sorry… We only found out a few years after I sent you away. I was too ashamed to let you know that I made a mistake. My pride ate me, I’m sorry."

Soojin just smiled and gave her Dad a warm hug.

“It’s okay dad. I forgive you and I understand. I’m still thankful for what happened. If not for that, I might actually turn out to be like Taeyeon, who knows?”

Both of them laugh.

“And thank you, dad, because if not for you, I wouldn’t have met Baekhyun.”

…

And so…

They lived the rest of their lives…

Happy…

Or not?

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Your first love isn’t always your last, you know. Dumbass.

Heyo!~

This is a continuation of the fan fic my friends and I are writing. Hope you like!

It’d been a few month since Evie and Katsuki started dating. Things were great when they were great, but when things got bad, shit would almost always hit the fan. Katsuki never dared to put his hands on his girlfriend, but the words he would spit stung like the strongest poison known to man. And Evie was close to her breaking point. She could tell that something was causing these outbursts, the lack of trust, the venom he spit in his words was almost not even aimed at her, it was like he was hiding something. But he wouldn’t tell her.

The last strike was tonight. They’d had a wonderful night out together, even ran into Cal, Denki, Nina and Aizawa while on their own dates out in town. Everything was all smiles, until they went to go get ice cream at their favorite shop.

Walking into the shop, they waved to the cashier whom they’ve become familiar with. “Welcome guys! Take a seat anywhere. The usual I assume?” He asks, a bright smile on his face. Evie smiles up at Katsuki, who smirks as he runs a hand over her curly purple hair, kissing her forehead. “Yeah!” Katsuki says, reaching in his pocket. “Go choose somewhere to sit, babe. I’ll go pay.” He says, running a thumb across her cheek before walking off. “Okay!” Evie says, keeping her bright smile.

She chooses a booth by the window, staring out as the sky turned from an orange red to a purple pink, her aura beaming a relaxing blue. She sighed. It’d been about two weeks since their last fight, and she felt she could finally relax.

A bump into the table breaks her from her thoughts, causing her to whip around and see Katsuki taking a seat. He smirked at her, admiring her aura as they sat. They shared conversation, talking about their day and their classes, and started to discuss a group project for the class they shared, Herbology. They needed to get a hold of the rest of the group to make said plans for the project official, but they wanted a set list of ideas first.

Evie turned and smiled lightly as the waiter brought their order, a shared strawberry shake with two small parfaits. Evie’s being chocolate covered strawberry, and Katsuki’s being a plain chocolate. They ate, going from topic to topic before someone interrupted their date. They both look up, and Katsuki immediately stiffens.

Fuck, Andrew.

Name: Andrew; Hero name: Obsidian. His quirk: Black lightning. He can control electricity throughout his body, once said electricity enters his body, it emits as a black lightning, able to paralyze his enemies with different current and wattage. He does not short circuit his brain as often as Denki, but it does happen from time to time. His vulnerable state only being 15-20 minutes.

A smirk lay across his face, only giving his attention to Evie. Not tonight, fuck anytime but tonight. Evie thought as he opened his mouth to speak. “Hey beautiful.” He says, his deep voice sounding purposely flirtatious. “Hi.” She replies, looking back at her parfait and continuing to eat. She could feel Katsuki’s glare harden at Andrew as she ate, doing everything she could to ignore him. “Hey, don’t look so down buttercup. The look on your face doesn’t suit you.” He says, reaching down and grabbing Evie by the chin and forcing her attention back on him. Before he could speak again, Katsuki’s hand was already on his wrist.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Extra?” Katsuki asks, tightening his grip as his hands begin to spark. Andrew turns over to him, smirking harder. His black eyes burning with excitement. He LOVED riling up Katsuki in any way possible. Even if it meant hurting Evie in the end.

“Oh, I see you’re still with hot head boom boom boy over here. Shame. If only you’d let a real man show you how you can be treated. I wouldn’t bring you to these shit shops, I’d take you to real places around the world.” Andrew says, not breaking eye contact with Katsuki. Evie glances over to her boyfriend, watching the expression on his face get more and more mad. The sparks on Andrews wrist getting larger to the point Evie can feel them on her face.

Evie pulls away, not breaking away from looking at Katsuki. “Baby, not here. Please.” She pleaded, side eyeing Andrew. Too late. Andrew was already activating his quirk, black lighting sparking as Katsuki’s explosions on his hands slowly got larger. Evie’s aura flashed orange in annoyance, then red in anger. She stood, causing Andrew to loose concentration enough for Katsuki to use his quirk on his wrist then blasting him to the other side of the store and knocking him into another table. Katsuki stands, rubbing his hands together in preparation to fight. Evie gets out from the booth spreading her arms and blocks Katsuki from going any further.

“Katsuki please, not here. Let’s get back to the dorms.” She says, standing her ground as Katsuki looks at her in disbelief, then his expression drops. “Tch, whatever. Fine.” He says, turning and walking off without her. Evie turns to see Andrew rubbing his head and looking over, smiling cockily. “Stupid fucker.” He says, loud enough for Katsuki to hear, causing him to turn around and runs for Andrew. Evie uses her quirk to activate a shield, stopping Katsuki in his tracks. “Babe, STOP!” She says from behind as Andrew walks up behind her, running his hand up her back and shocking her lightly.

Evie looses concentration, letting the shield go down and punches him with an aura orb around her wrist. He keeps his smirk, walking towards the door. “Hmph. What a shit show. I’m out of here.” Andrew says, bumping Katsuki who’s staring Evie down in disbelief. Katsuki turns around and walks out of the front door, heading to the university. Evie turns to the cashier, offering to pay for any damages. He laughs, and says its alright. It was the most action they’d seen in a while, and there were no major damages to the store, so they’d let it slide.

The walk back to the school was silent. Evie tried making conversation a few times, but Katsuki wouldn't budge. As they made their way, she followed him into his dorm and looked around. ‘

Then, everything went to hell.

As soon as Katsuki closed the door, before Evie even had the chance to put her things down, She was pinned to the wall. “Babe what the hell-” “What the FUCK was that, HUH?” Katsuki yelled, holding her wrists on the wall. “What are you talking about??” Evie yelled back, her aura returning to a red. “WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DEFEND HIM, EVIE? WHY THE FUCK DID YOU LET HIM TOUCH YOU?” He screamed, hitting the wall before letting her go and taking a step back.

“Defending who?? Andrew? I wasn’t defending him, dumbass! I WAS TRYING TO CALM YOU DOWN.” She barked back. “SO YOU JUST LET ANYONE FUCKING COME IN AND TOUCH YOUR CHIN LIKE THAT? YOU LET JUST ANYONE RUN THEIR FUCKING HANDS UP YOUR BACK?” He yelled, his hands beginning to spark. “KATSUKI I FUCKING PUNCHED HIM! DID YOU MISS THAT?” She yelled back, her quirk color only getting darker and darker.

“HE STILL FUCKING TOUCHED YOU. AND YOU LET HIM. WHAT, YOU LET ANYONE JUST COME UP AND DO THAT? I THOUGHT YOU WERE DIFFERENT, NOT SOME.. SOME.. IGNORANT SLUT!”

Evie froze, her aura going from a deep red to cold blue. Hot tears welled in her eyes. Katsuki stopped, watching her aura. Almost instantaneouly , his voice quietened. “I, I didn’t mean that.. I’m so-” “No.” Evie says, her shaky voice cutting off Katsuki. “Ka-Katsuki. I can’t fucking do this anymore.” She says, hot tears running down her cheeks. “Wait, what are you saying?” Katsuki says, tears of his own welling in his red eyes. “I.. I think we need a break. I- I’m not your fucking punching bag. I don’t want to cause you any more distress than you’re already facing.” She says between sobs looking down. “Wait-” “No, Katsuki. I’ve been patient. I cant. I can’t.” She whispers, walking out of the door and closing it behind her.

With her back to the door, she lets go of the knob. She stands there for a few seconds, hoping with everything inside of her that Katsuki would come out and stop her. That he would hug her from behind and promise to change. Seconds turned to minutes that felt like hours, and when he didn’t walk out of that door, her heart shattered. More tears fell as she ran to her dorm room. She swore she heard something crash in the room before she left, and thought she heard the door open. Maybe it was her imagination. But she didn’t have the will power to look back.

~~~~~~~~

On the other side of the door, Katsuki stood in the same spot processing everything. Did she just... leave him? The things he said he didn’t mean, but he just could not stop himself from speaking. Shit. SHIT. He stared at the door. Should he go and try to stop her? Should he just leave it? His hands turned to fists, knocking something over of the desk before running to the door and opening it. It was too late. She was gone. He messed up. Katsuki’ eyes burned as tears began to fall. Fuck. FUCK. Not her. He didn’t want to lose her. What is he going to do? Kirishima. He has to know what the hell to do. Katsuki quickly dialed his number and called. One ring. Two. Three. Hes taking too long. Katsuki runs down the hall to Kirishima’s room, banging on the door.

A sleepy Kirishima opens the door. “Hey bro, sorry. I was about to call you back what-” “She left me.” Katsuki blurts out, his voice shaky. “Wait, WHAT?” Kirishima asks, realizing that Katsuki had been crying. Oh hell. “Come inside bro, let’s talk.” He says, clearing the door so Katsuki could enter.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

By the time Evie reached her dorm, there were no more tears falling. She didn't have it in her anymore. She takes out her phone, seeing the memes Cal and Nina had been sending back and fourth while she was on her date. With shaky hands, she texted them.

Main Beeches

Ev: Hey guys..

BigTittieGothGF: Hey hey hey!

PoisonIvyWHO?: WASSUP BEECH HOW WAS THE DATE

Ev: We.. uh.. broke up.

BitTittieGothGF: WHAT

PoisonIvyWHO?: We’re on our way.

Evie locked her phone.

Evie sighed. She went into the bathroom and looked at her horrid state. Mascara running, sweat from running making her hair stick, the aura around her a cold blue. She felt disgusting. She undressed, and stood in the shower for what seemed like forever. She let the water wash off the day, washing her hair and scrubbing her body down. Especially her face. She gets out, towel dries, puts on an oversized sweater and some shorts and puts her hair up in a messy bun. She felt clean, a little better now that shed washed her face and calmed a bit. Then, she hears a knock at the door.

She walks over, knowing her friends are on the other side. Using all the strength she had, she forced her quirk to a warmer blue, showing she was sad, but not as bad as before. She twisted her doorknob to be greeted by her friends. Nina smiles lightly. They’re dressed in lose fitting clothes and carrying a few bags. Cal is wearing sweats and a lose fitting tee, her hair in two cute buns on both sides of her head. She is carrying her own bags.

“What’s with the bags?” Evie asks, looking down at them. “Oh, we’re staying over.” Nina says as they pick up one of the bags which has clothes inside. Cal smiles lightly. “We brought snacks and wine. We know how badly you needed us, so we decided to grab a bag of overnight clothes to make sure you were okay.” She says as Evie moves out of the way to let them in.

Unlike UA High, the dorms at UA University were apartment like. They had a small room, a kitchenette, a bedroom and bathroom. There is a common area on the bottom floor of the dorm complex where students can hang out.

Nina places her bags on the couch, and puts some food away in the fridge. Cal places her bags on a table, taking out an abundance of movies and games. Evie actually couldn’t remmeber the last time they had an actual girls night, but it was much needed after everything that went down.

Evie slumps on the carpet, her back on the couch around the coffee table. Nina and Cal take seats around her. Nina speaks first. “So, what happened?” They ask, watching as Evies aura shifted from the blue shade she was holding back to the cold blue. “I.. I have no idea.” Evie says before explaining what happened earlier.

Cal slams a fist on the table, startling the other two. “I knew I didn’t like the fucker. And this Andrew guy, who the hell is he?” She said, anger resonating from her voice. “He’s a friend I went to school with. He’s always been like that. He loves to rile up anyone I date just to get under their skin.” Nina looks down at the notes she’d been taking. “Getting under his skin is one thing, but Bakugo calling you an ignorant slut is not okay.” They say, tapping the tip of the pen at their lip.

Evie let our a deep sigh, they were right. “It took everything to not walk back into that room. We were fine. The night was great until that point..” she says, tears returning to her golden eyes. Nina ran an hand over Evies hair as the tears fell. Cal looked down, trying to think of something to say. In all reality, there was nothing either of Evie’s friends could say. She was broken, all she needed right now was to be surrounded by people who cared. They spent the rest of the night talking about other things, playing games and drinking. Before they knew it, Evie had passed out from both physical and emotional exhaustion, and the drinks.

~~~~~~~~~~~

Bakugo stayed in Kirishimas dorm that night. Too many things had happened in Bakugo’s apartment that made him think of Evie. The boys sat and played games for most of the night, but kirishima knew he had to address the elephant in the room. “So bro, what happened?” He asked after losing yet another round of Mortal Kombat. Bakugo sighed and out the controller down, bringing his knees to his chest and explained the night. Told him what happened. Told him what he said to her. Told him about the broken expression she had on her face when she left. Kirishima sat back and listened, nodding and analyzing the situation. Kirishima can be a real dumbass, but when it came to Bakugo, he always tried to make it right.

“Listen, Bakugo. You don’t think... you’ve been projecting on her?” Kirishima asked hesitantly. Bakugo has ALWAYS been so bad at expressing himself and has always taken it out on other people. He sighed. “I am... I had been... I just... seeing that fuckwad touch her and watching her LET it happen-“ “Bro, you just said she punched him, and that she kept her eyes on YOU. She was trying to protect YOU. You understand that right?” Kiri interrupts, cutting off Bakugo. “I know, kiri. I know. I just..” Bakugo says trailing off. “You don’t think this has anything to do with her?” Kiri asks, staring down Bakugo. He stiffens, putting his forehead on his knees. “It has everything to do with her. I’ve consistently compared that to this, and I-“ “THATS where you’re messing up dude. You can’t constantly remind yourself about the past. You know what that shit does to you.” Kiri says, running a hand through his red spikes. “I KNOW KIRI. I just..” Bakugo says, slamming a fist into the ground. “I can’t lose her.. she means so much more to me than anyone I’ve ever been with.” He finishes, straightening his legs and putting his head back against the bottom of the couch.

“So, win her back.” Kiri says, smiling a toothy smile. “How the hell am I supposed to do that?” Bakugo asks, taking his phone out of his pocket and looking at the time. 1:30 am. The background of his phone still a picture of he and Evie taken about a week beforehand. “Well, she has 2 people she’s very close to that we happen to be able to get into contact with.” Kiri says, making a motion to his phone.

Oh. Right. The Girls.

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Nina and Cal stayed up a bit longer as Evie slept. They looked over Nina’s notes, trying to analyze the situation. “Why the hell has this hot head been getting so mad lately? He wasn’t like this when they started dating. I mean he was, but not towards her.” Cal says, tapping her nails against the coffee table. Nina takes the pen from behind her ear and scribbles a few things down, then crossing them out immediately. “It doesn’t make sense. I know he cares about her, just the way he looked at her. But to call her that out of nowhere is-’’ they say before hearing a chime on their phone. Seconds later, another chime from Cals bag goes off. The fuck? The two friends glance at each other before grabbing their phones.

New message!

BakuBITCH: Hey.

What the fuck? They look at each other before answering

Ni: What do you want

Cal: The fuck do you need, Bakubitch?

BakuBITCH: listen, I know you’re both mad at me right now. I’m sure she told you. Can I talk to you guys?

Cal began to type furiously, probably with as many curse words as she could think. Nina glances back at Evie before nudging Cal. She looks at them and sighs, holding her thumb on the phone as it plays the tktktktk noise of the VERY long message she’d typed being deleted. Nina texts back.

Ni: we cant talk rn, we’re at Evies making sure the damage is controlled

Ouch, Bakugo felt that one.

BakuBITCH: Ok. Can we meet tomorrow? There’s some things I need to clear up and tell you guys.

Cal: Shouldn’t you be telling Evie this?

BakuBITCH: I’d like to, but... ik she won’t listen to me rn. I need you guys to back me up. Please. I’m begging.

Nina scoffed.

Ni: Pics or it didn’t happen.

Bakugo groaned. He tosses his phone to Kiri. “Uh..?” He says. “They want a fucking picture of me on my knees. Just take the god damn thing” Bakugo says, posing.

Nina and Cal laugh loudly, then cover their mouths as they hear Evie shift. They look back at her, then back to their phones

Ni: fine. Meet us at my office in the morning. You better not be wasting our fucking time Katsuki. We’re only doing this for Evie, because we know how much she genuinely cares for you.

Bakugo’s chest pings. He knew she cared. He was all the more worried he’d fucked everything up and that she no longer would.

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Morning came and Evie was the first to wake up. She sat up on the couch and scratched her head. Her heart still hurt, signaling that the night before sadly wasn’t just a bad dream. Cal was asleep on the other couch, cuddled away with a pillow. Evie got up quietly and walked into her room. Nina was sound asleep on the bed. Evie laughed at the sight, and walked back to her kitchen to start cooking.

The smell of food woke up her friends, Cal’s head popping up at the smell of bacon and other breakfast items. Evie’s bedroom door swung open with such force it shook the wall. Evie laughed loudly seeing Nina look at the door and smile apologetically. They laugh, making their way to the couch sitting on top of Cal. She laughs loudly. “GET OFF NINA OH MY GOD” Cal says, casually growing Evie’s little plant on the window sill.

They eat, and talk a little before Nina’s phone chimes. Cal glances at them, nodding lightly before picking up her plate and Nina’s dropping the food in the trash and the dishes in the sink. Nina looks over at Evie and pats her head. She looks up, a confused look on her face and her aura changing to a light purple showing her calm state.

“We’re gonna go, okay? We have to grab some new clothes and get some more things. We’ll be back.” They say, hugging her. Cal comes around and joins the group hug. Evie can feel the tears coming on, but she holds it in for a little longer. Her friends grab a bag and walk out of the door. As the door closes, Evie takes in the feeling. She felt... alone. She lays in bed and stays there for the rest of the day, keeping her phone close to make sure she doesn’t miss the call that her friends were coming back.

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Nina and Cal make their way to Nina’s office, talking over what they were going to do. “I’m going to hurt him, Ni. I’ve never seen her this upset before.” Cal says, tightening a hand into a fist. “I know what you mean, Cal, but he has every right to tell his side of the story. I have a way to make sure he won’t lie to us. We’re doing this for Evie. Remember that. Besides, aren’t these plants you brought in my office special in some way?” They ask looking around the room. Cal smile maliciously. “You bet your ass they are. They’re hybrids I’ve been working on. I may or may not use them today. Let’s see how it goes.”

As soon as Cal finishes her sentence, there’s a knock on the door. This is it.

The door opens, and Bakugo steps in, his hands in his pockets. Behind him, Kiri. Bakugo couldn’t even look Evie’s closest friends in the eye, and Cal scoffed. “So, you can talk all that shit, you can tell her all that, but you cant fucking look us in the eye?” Cal says, spewing her own venom.

Bakugo scoffs, about to turn around. “No, Bakugo, you have to. Do it for her.” Kiri says, blocking the door way. “This is a stupid idea, she wont forgive me.” “You don’t know that. Come on bro.” Kiri says, pushing him to the chair in front of Nina’s desk. They walk around, sitting on top of their desk crossing their legs as Cal made her way next to them. Kiri stood to the side of the seat Bakugo sat in. “Alright, Bakugo. Talk.” Nina says, her voice completely serious.

Bakugo looks up at the two. Shit, he didn’t think he could do it. Nina sighed. “Listen. There’s an easy way for you to do this, and a hard way. You either talk on your own..” They say, activating their chains. Cal smirks, activating her plants around the room, thorns spiking through vines. Bakugo stared. Shit, he had no idea they’d be THIS pissed. He stands. “I knew I shouldn’t have come to you guys.” He says as he turns. “Hard way it is.” Cal says, using her vines to grab Bakugo and force him back into the chair. He yelled, feeling the thorns piercing his skin in various places. Bakugo begins to activate his quirk. Nina stops him

“Bakugo.” Nina says, wrapping their chains around him. “Agree to tell the truth, agree to tell me everything.” They say, getting closer to him. “I swear! Yes! Just get Sprouthead’s fucking things OFF OF ME” Bakugo yells, blood dripping down. slowly. “Cal.” Nina says. Cal immediately calls her plants back, watching Bakugo’s labored breaths. She takes seeds out of her pocket and begins to grow small plants to make an ointment for his wounds. “Talk.” Nina says, their chains tightening around Bakugo. Kiri stiffens at the sight. Cal glances over to him. “He’s going to be fine, Kirishima. He wont get hurt anymore than he already is. I did go a little too hard. My bad” She says with a smirk on her face.

“I’ll talk.” Bakugo says before Kirishima can respond. “Everything going on with Evie is my fault. She.. she did nothing wrong.” “Why did you say those things to her?” Nina asks. “Because I was used. And I was afraid she’d do the same. The way he touched her, I just.. I was afraid she’d leave me just like...” Bakugo trails off. “Like who?” Nina asks, her voice getting deeper. “U...Ururaka.” He says, hanging his head low. Cal whipped her head to him. “Ururaka? Ochako? Deku’s-” “Yes! Her. Back in high school, we had all end gone to some island. Deku met this girl and started dating her. Ururaka didn’t like it. She turned into this person who bullied the hell out of him just as much as I did. She and I got closer. And.. I fell in love with her. We started dating and became this duo that couldn't be separated. Deku hated it.... and the second he left the girl he was seeing, she.. left me for him. Like I was nothing. I swore I would never let my guard down ever again, but Evie. That woman, she.. she tore down that wall like it was never there. Evie made me feel things I’ve never felt. I thought I was in love with Ururaka, and maybe at some point I was but... Its Evie. I.. I’m in love with Evie.” He says, tears welling in his eyes.

Cal’s and Nina’s eyes widen. Cal glances at Nina, as if to ask what she thought. “He’s telling the truth..” Nina says before Bakugo continues. “She made me feel different, she made me feel more like a hero than anyone. No one believed in me the way she did. God the sex. The SEX” Bakugo starts, laughing lightly. “Bakugo.” Nina says as Kiri scoffs. “Sorry.. sorry. Look, I.. I know she isn’t Ururaka, I’ve been projecting on her for a long time. I regret it, my stupid rage just... I see red, and I can’t stop myself from speaking. I didn’t mean what I said. I just.. I want to be with her for the rest of my life. She’s strong, hardheaded, an asshole, but she makes me happy, she makes me want to be a better hero, she makes me want to get stronger, and grow with her. I love her more than anything.” He finishes, hanging his head.

Nina releases Bakugo from the chains, watching him as he slumped and fell to his knees, his breathing slowly returning to normal as the effects of the chains wore off. Was he really in that much pain? Or was it just the emotional baggage he’d held within himself for so many years. He didn’t know, but for some reason, he felt better. As if to say it was a weight lifted off his chest. He looked up at Evie’s two friends. They both stared him down, almost not knowing what to say. Kirishima kneels at Bakugo’s side, putting a hand on one of his shoulders.

“You alright bro?” He asks. “Yeah, I’m fine.” Bakugo says, standing slowly. “So, what do we do now?” He asks, crossing his arms. Cal and Nina glance at each other for a few seconds before nodding to one another. “We believe you, and we want to help. Evie cares for you a lot, as much as we hate to admit it.” Cal says, glaring at him. “But, everything you just told us, you have to tell her., There’s no way for us to explain what you’re feeling or anything. I may be able to make you tap deeper into your emotions, but I cannot express that for you.” Nina says, making their way behind their desk and taking a seat. “You understand that, right?” They ask as they cross their legs and lean back.

“I do, but there’s no way she’ll listen to me alone.” Bakugo says, an angry tone coming over his voice. “We know, that’s why we’re coming with you. And Kiri, you’re coming too.” Cal says, smirking at Kiri. He nods, looking over at Bakugo. Evie needed support, yes, but Bakugo needed his support too. Then, they hear a knock at the door.

“Heyooo, I’m here for the cult st- oh. Hey, uh.. babe what’s going on here?” Denki says as he enters the room. He realizes everyone’s eyes are on him, and an award silence fills the air. “Oop- uh.. maybe this is a bad time I should-” “Nah babe, actually, you’re here at a perfect time.” Cal says, beaming happiness as her boyfriend makes his way to her. He kisses her cheek, shocking her lightly. “What’s going on?” He whispers. “Bakugo is telling us about Uwuraka.” Cal says, disgust in her voice. “Oh, yeah. That was a whole thing. I forgot.” Denki says, scratching the back of his head with an “oops” look on his face.

“Wait! You knew??” Cal asks, looking up slightly at him. “Huh? Yeah, our entire class knew. We were all in the same class remember?” Denki says. “And whyyyy the hell didn’t you tell us?” She says, her voice lightly annoyed. “Yoooou never asked babe. I can answer questions that were never asked.” He says, booping her nose causing Cal to blush and smack his hand away.

“Anyway” Nina says, rolling their eyes. “I can see you genuinly care about her, Bakugo. But it’s not going to take just an apology to fix this, you’ll have to earn back her trust. It’s not like she doesn’t care about you or that she doesn’t really love you, but your words really fucked her in the head. We’ve never seen her so sad or quiet, and in the time that I’ve known her her aura has never turned that cold of a blue before, it was almost as though she was so sad to the point where she was almost numb. Words can literally kill people, Bakugo.” Nina says, a serious expression on her face as her eyes piereced into Bakugo’s. “We wanted to fucking kill you for hurting her so bad.” Cal says, looking over to him.

“Wait.. they broke up?” Denki says, raising an eyebrow. “God damn it.” Cal says, putting a hand over her face. “I love you babe but sometimes you cannot read a room to save your life.” She says, patting his chest lightly. “Come on, I’ll fill you in on the way.” She says, gathering her bags and heading for the door as Nina gets up and does the same. “Where the hell are we you going?” Bakugo asks, watching them head to the door. “We’re gonna help your dumbass win her back.” Nina says, making their way to the door and walking out. Bakugo sighs and follows with Kiri next to him.

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Evie’s day had gone by so slowly, and she was beginning to miss her friends. She’d cleaned the dorm, organized some things, doodled in her sketchbook and taken a shower. She put on a different sweater and let her hair down to air dry and poof in the purple curly mess she’d been trying to tame for about an hour. Finally, the products she’d used were starting to work, and her curls became more controlled. She looked in the mirror and sighed. She still looked a mess. She pressed a hand on the mirror and frowned, staring into her own reflection with her thoughts overtaking her as her aura turned darker and darker blue. Depression, that’s a new color. She thought as she let her hand fall from the mirror. She made her way back into the main room and sat on her couch, putting in her earbuds and letting the music play as she let her thoughts flow.

Why did it have to be like this? If only she’d seen the signs earlier, if only she’d seen what people were telling her about Bakugo. About how he was a hot head that never got control of his emotions. Deku and Ururaka had both sat by her in a class and relentlessly bugged and pushed her not to date him, which only made her want to prove them wrong anymore. The way Katsuki was to her was different than anything anyone had told her. She knew a different side of him no one knew. They didn’t understand how well he treated her, how much love she though he had for her. Her thoughts were interrupted by a replay of the night before.

Evie sunk deeper into the couch, covering herself with the blanket she’d left for Cal when she was asleep. Just as the tears begin to form once again, her music fades, and before a new song can start, she hears knocking. Huh? She checks her phone. No messages. She takes out an earbud and hears the knocking a little louder. Oh, someone is here. She thinks to herself as she gets up. She unplugs her headphones and walks to the door to answer. As shes walking, she checks her phone. No new messages, no warning from her friends that they were coming back. How weird.

She opens the door to find her two friends, looking at her in the most serious looks she’d seen in a while. She then glances and sees Denki, smiling nervously at her. “Oh.. hey guys? What are you-” “We need to talk.” Nina says, walking in with Cal and Denki following. Evie follows after Denki, pushing the door to close. “Oh, alright.” She says as she takes a seat back on the couch, her back to the door. “What’s going on?” Evie asks, slight fear in her voice. “Well, uh. WE aren’t going to be the ones talking.” Cal says, glancing behind Evie. “He will.” She says as Evie turns her attention behind her. To her surprise, she hadn’t noticed the door didn’t shut all the way, nor did she notice the two other people walking into her dorm. First, she saw Kiri, who was looking at her, smiling apologetically. “I’m sorry for barging in like this, but he wouldn’t come without me.” Kiri says before moving out of the way revealing the second person to walk in.

Behind him, Bakugo stands looking towards the ground, slowly looking up meeting Evie’s eyes. Evie feels a breath caught in her throat as she stands. Her heart about to burst out of her chest and a load of emotions coming to her at once, making her aura around her look like a fucking rave. The sad look on Bakugo’s face made her heart ping. He’s sad? HIM? SAD? When HE’S the one who said those things? Evie’s blood boiled, and her aura went from a flash of different colors to a bright red. Oh shit, now SHE’S mad. “What the hell..” She turns to her friends. “Ni, Cal, what the hell is this? What the fuck is going on?” She asks, her eyes shifting between the two.

“Listen Evie, let him explain-” Nina starts, then cuts herself off as she realizes Evie’s aura is no longer visable. They glance down at her hands, she’s going to attack. “Evie, wait.” Nina says, putting their hands up in defense. “Why the hell is he here, Nina? Cal?”Evie says, her anger getting worse. “Evie, calm down. We talked to him and-” “You TALKED to him? Behind my back? After EVERYTHING he’s said to me?” Evie says, cutting Cal off. They both glance at each other. Fuck, they knew this would happen.

“Babe, let me explain-” “YOU. Do NOT call me babe right now. YOU HURT ME” Evie says, turning at the sound of Bakugo’s voice. She walks up to him, her quirk ready to strike. They stare at each other for a few seconds, then Bakugo puts his hands up. “Do your worst. Take it out on me the way I have been for months Evie. Do what you have to, but please. I need you to listen to me.” Bakugo says, taking a step towards her.

Evie flinched at the words, her quirk lightening a bit. She ran to him and punched his chest without using her quirk. She banged on his chest while Bakugo took it, watching as her quirk returned around her, lightening with every punch. Then, he flinched as he heard her sob. He hadn’t noticed she’d stopped, her hands in fists on his chest with her head on top of them. “How could you. How could you say those things to me, Katsuki?” She pleaded into his chest. Bakugo’s expression lightened up as he wrapped his arm around her.

Cal and Nina signed in relief. Evie pulled away, and Bakugo looks down at her. “Alright, fine. Talk.” She says, making her way to the couch. Kiri pulls out his phone and sends a texts, and Denki’s phone goes off. He looks at his phone, and taps Cal. “Babe, uh. we should give them some privacy,” He whispers loud enough for Nina to hear. They agree and walk out. “We’ll be outside, if you need anything holler, okay?” Nina says as they walk out.

As soon as the door closes, Evie and Bakugo sit in silence for a second. Bakugo takes a deep breath and holds her hands. “Evie, I am truly sorry about what happened last night. I didn’t mean anything I said. I was projecting and... I just want you to understand why I am the way I am.” He says, his voice shaking but his eyes never leaving hers. Evie was stunned, she’s never seen him so... soft before. She simply nodded as he spilled everything. The second he mentioned Ururaka, she stopped him.

“Ururaka? Ochako?” She asks. He nods. Evie’s quirk flashed again as she yelled for Nina and Cal. The door opened and they walked back in. “What happened?” Cal asked, glaring at Bakugo. “Ururaka?” Evie says, raising an eyebrow. Cal smiles. “We know, just wait till we see her in the streets.” she says, cracking her knuckles while Nina smiles.

Bakugo laughs lightly. “I’d love to watch.” He says, tugging Evie’s hand to regain her attention. She smiled lightly, nodding at him to continue. As he finished his explanation, he sighs. Evie looks down, processing everything before looking back at him. “Listen. Katsuki.. I.. it’s gonna take a while for me to be able to trust you again. You understand that right?” “Of course I do. And I will do everything in my power to earn that trust again” He says before caressing her cheek. She leans into his touch before feeling herself being pulled closer to Katsuki. They kissed, melting into each other.

#breakup #bakugo x oc #aizawa x oc #kaminari x oc

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capo-cedes · 5 years ago

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Tutus or Ties

INVOLVED: Mercedes D'onofrio and Nicholas D’onofrio TIME FRAME: Thursday, March 19th, 2020 LOCATION: D’onofrio Estate; New York City, New York NOTES: Nicholas doesn’t show for Mercedes scheduled appointment like he asked, causing her to discover their child’s gender alone. Nicholas action causes an argument between husband and wife.

Mercedes sat in the back of the truck as it escorted her back to their home. She looked up, feeling Freddie’s eyes on her as they rode “you don’t have to look at me in that way” she reminded him easily as she sat there. Her head dropped once more as she spun her wedding ring around her finger agitatedly, in a fit of rage she’d snatched it off before and left it on their marital bed only to have graced it with her hand again. She forgave him; for Sarah, for her sister, for his lack of involvement. She pushed all of that aside and just accepted the many flaws he had but this; she couldn’t outwardly project her true feelings right now. She made her doctor wait an hour for Samuel. And he still didn’t show. He said he’d be there, and he didn’t show, didn’t even call? It was their child for goodness sakes, it was his son. He’d made a fool of her again, after claiming he wouldn’t do so moving forward. She exhaled slowly as they pulled up to the estate and she looked at Freddie as he climbed out of the vehicle and moved to open her door, Mercedes climbed out and slid her sunglasses off her face. She hadn’t even cried, hm, was that because she hadn’t seen his face yet or was that hate consuming her?

"Tighten the gag." Nicholas told Paul, looking down at his Rolex, with a deep scowl. He had the distinct feeling he'd forgotten something. But what? He thought, head rolling back against the seat. Paul tugged at the gag tied between the jaws of the man folded on the floor of the town car, with a grunt. The man on the floor began to sob in earnest, sucking in his own spit from the wad of cloth into his mouth. Nicholas spoke with an absolute calm that oozed malice. "Mr. Lampier. You didn't want to talk when you had the chance. Don't waste your breath now. You're going to need it." He said, licking his lips. "Part of the fun will be dragging the truth out of you." He looked up from his watch, and the answer to his riddle stepped from her own bullet proof SUV. "Shit." Nicholas uttered, as they pulled in behind Red's vehicle. He sighed, "Let me out here. I'll meet you downstairs in 15 minutes." He said, climbing from the car.

Mercedes tucked the expensive sunglasses in her purse as she moved towards the front entrance of the home, Freddie didn’t hesitate to beat her strides and open the front door for her. She walked into the quiet home and looked around, if her husband was really here, they’d be making themselves busy on purpose bustling around. Her presence seemed to be the only thing to magically quicken their steps. “You don’t have to endur-” she raised her hand up at Freddie and said “I don’t want to talk about that now” as she looked at him, handing her purse off to a maid. “You always chose to rid yourself of things that causes you grief and now you’ve managed to-” Freddie started and she tilted her head, her eye twitching. He silenced himself and left her sight before she was to put her hands on him, or worse. “So,” a woman spoke expectantly as they crowded around her, a maid delicately clutching the expensive purse she handed her in her small hands. “Tutus or Ties” someone asked with a bright smile. They didn’t get invested much in Samuel and Mercedes’ life, their jobs were as dangerous as the guards, one slip up and they were killed just like everyone else. But this baby they all happened to be invested in, in one way or another. The child softened her, when Mr. Donofrio wasn’t upsetting her that was. The child to them was a good thing. She looked at all of them and said “it doesn’t matter, it isn’t important” as she turned her back to them and moved to walk away. Confused eyes glanced at each other, she was excited leading up to this point and they couldn’t imagine her carrying something she hadn’t wanted would darken her spirits in this way.

Nicholas hand slid down the front of his suit, unbuttoning it as he climbed the steps. He needed to check in on Red, though it was probably better to finish his work than speak with his wife. It was a conversation he had no doubt wasn't going to go well. At the threshold, he halted for another moment, before entering the home. The eyes of the servants were all on Red. "Don't you all have other things to do?" He said with the voice of quiet command, head sweeping over the assembled crowd.

Mercedes moved for their stairs ignoring the familiar voice as it commanded the curious bodies to go work. He couldn’t meet her at her appointment but managed to meet her at home. She hated that man. Licking her red painted lips her heels clicked with her very deliberate march up the stairs she made.

Nicholas tracked the staff as they scattered, moving quickly away from him like ants on a mission for their queen. His ear twitched at the sharp click of Red’s heels on the stairs. He looked to her knowing he owed her an explanation. But stiffening at the thought of his continual chasing of his wife. She could have at least asked him why he hadn’t made it before getting so damn upset. He closed the door but didn’t pursue her up the stairs. Instead he moved down the hall to the back of the house through the staff quarters. He intended to get his answers from his quarry before talking to his wife. If he didn’t, he’d most likely kill the man before he had his questions answered.

Mercedes made it to their bedroom, and she slipped into it, closing the door behind herself. Freddie had managed to find his rightful spot by the door where he was always stationed throughout the day. Licking her full lips slowly she removed her earrings and other jewelry sitting them in their rightful places in their bedroom before she removed her full wig, sitting it aside. Mercedes did not hesitate to remove her brown contacts, before she removed her wig cap and combed down her freshly pressed hair, combing it down her back before she began removing her face of makeup.

Paul bounded Mr. Lampier’s hands above his head. "That was quick." He said, turning to see his brother enter the room. He pulled off another piece of duct tape, then placed it over the man's mouth. Nicholas said nothing to his brother as he stalked across the floor. Jaw clenched tight, he hissed through his teeth, "You really have proven to be a pain in my ass." He said, punching the bound man hard in the temple. The man cried out in muted pain behind his multiple gags. Bound as he was, his body shook, moving like a punching bag in a small semi-circle in the middle of the floor. Nicholas added a kidney shot, then an uppercut in quick succession. Each hit landed square on the man's slender frame, cracking bones audibly. Paul grabbed his brother's arm, "Nicholas! Damn Bro! We want him to talk first." He said, haling Nicholas away from Mr. Lampier. Nicholas shook Paul off. "I know." He bellowed, "I know." He repeated, getting control of himself. He pressed his hands into the wall. "Marriage... I'm starting to think I'm not cut out for it."

Mercedes rid her face of all the makeup and once she was finished, she moved to her feet to go into their bathroom to wash her face clean of any extra debris. When she was done washing her face, she pats it dry with a towel before she sat it aside, face full of freckles now and eyes grew as grass. She licked her lips as she moved back into their bedroom, she grabbed something to put on after her shower before she went back into the bathroom and began a warm shower for herself. She moved to wrap her hair again, she placed a scarf around it before she stripped herself of her clothing, she kicked her heels off, unzipped her dress, and removed her under garments before she moved into the shower.

Paul laughed, rolling his eyes. “Only one brother can live the bachelor's life and that’s me. You know how much more pussy I get because you, two jack offs, are out the market? No, no… I have this on lock. Buy her some flowers or a nice dinner. It will be fine.” Nicholas shook his head, standing to his full height, he rubbed his knuckles. “You know Paulie for once I think you’re right.” Nicholas said, dismissing his advice utterly, Paul was terrible with women. “Look at that shit.” Nicholas said, to the man hanging by his arms. “Wake his ass up. We’ve only just gotten started.”

After Mercedes cleaned herself up, she put on a fresh pair of undergarments, ones that matched and then she put on a lacey rob, tying it off in the front. She grabbed one of many books she had been reading and she grabbed a pair of her reading glasses as well. Sitting down in a chair in their bedroom she found herself flipping through a baby name book, naming their child had been on her mind for a while. She couldn’t find anything worth the grab, not to mention it was hard trying to pick for two. But now, with knowing that she was indeed having his son, it made her job a little easier now. He already had someone dear to him that carried his name; she was sure he didn’t care if their son did, not to mention care enough at all to assist in this either considering his lack of enthusiasm when it came to the child as a whole.

The Mr. Lampier's face was fresh ground round. Nicholas leaned in so close, that he could smell of his blood mixed with fear. “The boys need a breather but in 15 minutes they will begin a new game. When I return, I will remove your gag. I want you to tell me everything. I want to know.” He could tell the man wanted to speak, wanted to spill his gut on the floor, but he only smirked. “I know… I know… you want to talk now, but there's no lesson in that.” He nodded to Paul, “I need a drink.” He said leaving the quiet room. He could have stopped in the kitchen, but his bedroom held the best Scotch so that’s where he went. He opened the door to find his wife, reading. Nude. A state he’d never get tired of seeing. The wigs, and make up had its place, but the curls and freckles were more his thing. “I missed the appointment.” He said, moving to the mantle where the scotch bottle sat. He pulled the cork with bloody hands and poured himself a glass.

Mercedes shifted stretching her legs out, she crossed her ankles at their feet sitting before the window in their room. Licking her lips, she untied her hair and unraveled it from its state and let it hang at her shoulders. Combing her fingers through it as she read off names in her head, “hmph” left her lips as she scribbled one down on a notepad in her lap. “Alexander” she said to herself as Samuel walked in “noble...” she breathed; she didn’t say anything as Samuel moved towards the only other thing, he loved more than work. “Yep” she said to him as she turned the page silently, her eyes moving as she tugged the glasses down a bit, squinting before she pushed them back up the bridge of her nose and licked her lips again.

Nicholas held the glass in his gore smeared hands. He turned the glass around and around as he moved across the room. Tiredly. He pushed the book to the side and sat down on the coffee table in front of Mercedes. He didn’t want to say I’m sorry. It seemed like the only song he sung of late so instead in lead with a question. “So... What are we having?” He asked, taking a long drink from his glass.

Mercedes flipped the page again, no way she’d give her child a F name, so she skipped the section all together. She blinked slowly as he moved to sit down in front of her, lowering himself against the same coffee table her feet rested on. She didn’t look at him, instead she scribbled another name and said “I guess you’ll find out at the gender reveal party I am hosting, unless you choose not to show to that as well” bitterly as her eyes moved back to the book, never landing on him.

Nicholas finished the glass then sat it down on the table beside himself. He bit his lip and let his eye travel from her painted toenails, up her perfect calf, thighs, the round of her belly all the way to her lovely face. He deserved that answer. Excuses came to mind. But none of them seemed right. “Gender reveal… party. Okay…” He said getting to his feet. He moved to the door, opened it but stopped holding the handle in his hand. “I really did mean to be there. I just lost track of the day.” He said, facing the hallway.

Mercedes licked her lips as he repeated what she said, she flipped the page slowly and lowered it a little as he moved to get up without another word. He walked away and she pulled her glass down a bit, looking over them at the back of his head. She pulled the glasses off, she almost cared to believe his words. Somehow, he did so much wrong, but he was given the ability to either lie or say the right thing to dismiss the real issue. “Funny” she said to him with a heavy sigh “I never anticipated you coming, my child is none of your concern” she told him pushing her glasses back up on her face. “I understand that fully now,” she said, forcefully flipping the page once more. “I’m sure whatever work you conjured up today was completed in the very picture you imagined in your head however.”

Nicholas lowered his head and exhaled soberly. “If you never thought I was coming then I suppose you are not upset that I didn’t, right? Is that the way of it? I lost track... my kid is still inside of you safe and secure. I need to make sure when he or she arrives the same thing can be said. If that makes me a monster now, so be it. As long as you know, I fully intend on being a father later. We’ll be fine.” He said looking back at her.

“Upset?” Mercedes repeated, “no” she sang out “nothing but disappointment and bitterness lives here for you Nicholas” she told him seriously. “A little regret” she added as she exhaled flipping the page carelessly. As he went on performing a show, she nodded her head “being a father later?” she repeated as she looked in his direction closing her book. “Do you hear yourself right now Nicholas?” she asked him. “That’s not how life works!” she yelled angrily. She bawled her fist, and she exhaled slowly. Opening her book back up she fell quiet before she said “I hate that I put this in your lap” she said to him honestly “I should have gotten rid of the child and allowed you to do what it is you desired first before trying to make you into a family man” she said as she continued to flip through the book. “You are no more a father to this child than Al is to me….” she said flipping the page “aside from the fact that I guess you share the same DNA” she said smartly before she lifted the glass of water up to her lips and drank nonchalantly.

Red said too much, too fast, and in a way that caused everything in Nicholas to turn off. The door closed with a slam, the lock clicking into place only one second behind it. His long legs carrying him across the room, in a flash. “What did you say? Repeat it. So, I don’t miss a word.” He said hand gripping either side of the armchair she was sitting in.

Freddie's eyes darted to the door as it closed and the lock clicked, he turned his head once more, his hands behind his back as he remained vigilant. Mercedes looked at her husband and he came towards her like a raging bull and she smirked, tugging her glass down and she looked at him over them. “Which part?” she asked as she closed her book again pulling her glasses off once more. “You being no more of a father to my child than Al is to me?” she questioned “or I should have gotten rid of it?” she asked him with a smirk. “Or that I guess the baby has your DNA” she said, batting her lashes. “Or that you are a disappointment and I have regrets….” she breathed, grinding her teeth as her green eyes glowed as she gazed into his. “You couldn’t give me this one day could you?” she asked him “but I am expected to suck your dick every night and make you cum inside me?” she said tilting her head “that’s before you put me back on the shelf of course” she added with an eye roll. “I don’t ask for much, but by damn does my jaw need a break” she said, opening her book once more and putting her glasses back on as she continued to read. “Move away from me” she commanded. “Go do what you do best, run the got damn streets” she told him. “And I’ll be here, to lay under you, your cum rag…. your very loyal cum rag.”

Nicholas bared his teeth, a dark void of anger pulsed off him in waves. He knew he deserved her wrath; unfortunately, complete and utter trust hadn’t come with this union. He took her chin in his hand and kissed her hard on the lips. He kissed her until his lungs burned. He kissed her until his anger was banked, feed into the void inside him. Then and only then did he pull away. “You are angry. I understand. Disappointed. I accept.” He said, removing his fingers from her chin. “I don’t expect you to suck my dick every night. I expect the privilege to lay next to you every night. What you do with or to me during those times is a bonus. But I took you to wife. Not to sex slave. If I wanted a cum rag, as you so nicely put it. I could have a new one every night. If that was my desire.” He breathed deep, “Mercedes…” He said using her God given name, for what might be the first time. “I beg of you. Truly and deeply beg of you to think long and hard about using the paternity of this child as a pawn. I love you but I will never raise another man's child. Not one that comes from your body. And divorce or annulment is not an option. And you I could never lay a finger on.”

Mercedes looked back up at Nicholas seeing as he did not move away from her, instead he grabbed her chin and kissed her hard. She blew out a harsh breath through her nostrils that now flared from his actions. When he pulled away her eyes narrowed into his as he began to speak, she looked away from him, her hands closing the book again. Pursing her lips at him she looked him over slowly before she licked her lips and swallowed hard. “Divorce isn’t an option” she repeated to herself with a shake of her head before she opened the book. “Options, options, options” she repeated over and over again. “I don’t have the option of leaving you and seeking someone of a better option for me” she told him looking back up into his eyes “but you have the option to not be present in this marriage or this pregnancy and that’s okay?” she asked him, squinting her eyes. Mercedes caressed her forehead gently “so complicated” she said with a heavy sigh “I don’t know what you want from me” she told him, sliding her glasses back on.

Nicholas looked down at his wife for a long moment as she expressed her displeasure with him. He could tell her; he wouldn’t do it again. A possible lie. She wanted a white picket fence. The real kind. He wasn’t sure if he had that in him to give. “I have what I want…You. Jesus, Red, I forgot. It’s not a commentary on our entire relationship. You said it yourself, I’m here every night. Every morning. I get it you’re upset. But for the love of God stop blowing this out of proportion.”

He spoke, and she let him spill out to her all that he felt in the moment. She accepted it for what it was until his final sentence was shared. She licked her lips and looked at him, biting down on her top lip hard, for a very long time she was silent before she nodded her head. Mercedes closed her book, grabbed the notepad, and then pen before she got up shoving him out of her way. “You can have the room this time” she told him as she slid her feet into the Louis Vuitton slippers and moved to walk out of the bedroom, unlocking its door and slamming it behind herself. Mercedes looked at Freddie, they swapped glances “it’s my grief to bare” she warned giving him a knowing look, if he said I told you, so she’d kill his ass. She walked away from the room and said “I’ll be sleeping in a guestroom Freddie” as she made her way to it.

#samcedes rp #thread: tuts or ties #thread: Nicolas D.

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me-a-hopeless-romantic · 6 years ago

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Girls like her (pt.2)

He’s probably laughing at all the comments I’m getting.

@_emmachamberlain why are you hanging out with that whale who even is she,

@_emmachamberlain lmao look at the fatty run she could use the exercise

@_emmachamberlain where’s Grayson why did you guys replace her for Grayson she’s kinda ugly compared to Emma ngl

@ethandolan is running away from a twig and a log lmao

@ethandolan where’s Grayson why isn’t he there

@jamescharles can barely keep up with that girl shaking the ground like that

@jamescharles can you give her a makeover she’s desperate for one apparently

@graysondolan did you know you're best friends were hanging out with THAT you better come get them before she infects them

@graysondolan good thing you're not there you’d probably be sick just looking at someone like her

@graysondolan where are you, they are just hanging out with her out of pity

@graysondolan are you okay why aren’t you there w/ them

I close Instagram not wanting to look at the hate anymore. I see Emma scrolling through the comments and posts she’s been tagged in. “Y/N I had NO idea they’d be acting like this, I’m so sorry. Fuck I didn't mean for this to happen.” I just shake my head, the lump in my throat is burning and I can feel hot tears streaming down my face. My face feels like there are a million needles pricking my skin as I try not to let out a sob. I’m quiet as tears streak down my face one at a time. I swallow and give her a watery smile. “It’s fine, I know you didn’t mean any harm, Is it okay if I- uh- go home, I’m tired and I just wanna go.”

I stand up and grab my stuff and I feel Emma wrap me in a hug. James joins in on the hug and so does Ethan. They all squeeze me as tight as possible before I go. As I’m walking away from them packing up Ethan shouts out. “ If you need anything call me.” I shout back “ Thanks E, I will.” I smile and wave, my eyes are kinda sore from crying as I make my way to my house. I drive home in silence the comments running through my head. I get home and I strip from the bathing suit that once made me confident. That has now made millions of people get a good look at how ‘disgustingly fat’ I am. I take a shower and I cry a bit more my sobs drowned out by the running water. I get a huge sweatshirt that is big enough to hide me and I go to sleep sad and self-loathing at 4:00 pm.

I wake up again and it’s 12:30 am, I pick up my phone and I see that Emma has made a post on her story; telling her fans to stop harassing me and that I’m a sweet girl who doesn’t deserve to be treated like this. I keep getting tagged in posts that are fat shaming me. Death threats are being thrown in as well.

Fatty, Ugly, what a horrible girl, she deserves nothing life, what a loser, pathetic she can’t even run, they shouldn’t be around such filth.

I’ve never been a confident girl and this just makes it even worse. I start heaving and crying, All the hateful words spinning around my head. I can’t get the air in fast enough and my chest feels tight. I look down and I see I have like 40 missed calls some from my family. I have 10 from Emma and a few from James, I finally see the person I’m looking for. I hit call “Hey Y/N what’s going on-” I start heaving and crying again soon as I hear the worried tone in his voice. “Ethan everyone hates me, I don’t know what to do, What did I do.” I started sobbing even harder. I heard Ethan whisper-shouting at someone on the other side of the phone.

He walks into another room, I hear him close the door. “Hey, Hey, Hey it’s gonna be ok, Y/N we’ll figure this out together. Can you take some deep breaths or something because you are kinda scaring me.” He lets out a strained chuckle and I take a few deep breaths. “Did you get some sleep, are you okay?” I let out a tired sigh “ I was sleeping for hours actually, do you think I could come over?” I hear some muffled voices on the other side of the line ‘she’s coming-’ ‘o she can't stay -here’ ‘i feel-’ ‘i don’t’. Ethan picks the phone back up and he speaks in a soft voice. “Do you want a ride, I can come get you if you want?” I look at my car keys “ No it’s fine I’ll be over in like 15 minutes, I guess. Thanks anyway” I hear more muffled talking. “ No problem, Y/N I’ll be here waiting for you.” “Bye Ethan.” I hang up the phone and I grab my charger, I pull on my leggings slowly. I lock my house and I get into the car, this drive is even quieter than the last.

The scenery of California at night flies past my car window, the palm trees have an eerie glow to them because of all the street lights. I breeze my way to Ethan and Grayson’s house. I get to their driveway, I pull up to the house. I get out of the car, I knock on the door. My heart drops into my stomach as I see Grayson walk up to the door. His brow is furrowed into a deep grimace. “Why are you here, do you know what fucking time it is? I can’t believe you are here after that fucking stunt you orchestrated with Emma, what is your problem Y/N was 300 followers not enough for a girl like you?”

I took a deep breath since he wanted a fight that was what he was gonna get. My voice was deep and raspy from all my crying “Grayson Dolan, either move or I am going to snap on you right here and now.” I shoved my finger into his chest “ I didn’t do some stupid stunt it was an accident on Emma’s part. I don’t care what time it is, I’m here to see Ethan and you and your stupid fucking superiority complex can get out of my fucking way. I’m tired of your bullshit Dolan."

"Your head is so far up your ass you can’t seem to grasp ‘hey maybe me yelling at her won’t help’. I’m not in the mood for your idiotic speech, now move.” “Y/N I swear, get out-” I push past Grayson and he grabs my wrist.

I jerk it out of his grasp and I power walk to Ethan’s room. All the while Grayson is shouting at me. “Y/N, GET OUT.” I push the door open and Ethan is standing there awake with an angry look on his face. “Y/N what’s going on? Why is he screaming like that-” Grayson bursts into the room face red and a vein standing out on his neck. I have a deathly calm demeanor as I speak “ I was here to see you and he stops me at the damn door like a gatekeeper.” Ethan glares at Grayson but he’s not happy with me as well. “Grayson, what is your issue man? This little feud you have with her is childish and Y/N you have to try not to instigate good lord.” Ethan rubs his face and mumbles something like ‘these idiots’.

“Grayson we’ll talk later can you give us a minute." Grauson stays rooted where he stands. "please bro it’s not that serious.” Grayson scoffs but he leaves the room. Ethan pulls me into a hug, I let a few more tears that I’ve been holding in out. “I really am a good for nothing, aren’t I? Your brother hates me and he loves everybody.” Ethan pulls back and he has a sad look in his eyes. “Y/N he’s just being an ass for no reason and I thought I knew why but I really don’t get it.” I look down at my beat up black sneakers. “Can you sit on the bed for a second? I gotta go beat some sense into my brother because you truly are a sweet girl Y/N, He’s just stupid I swear.” I pull the corner of my lip up in a half smile at him. “Yeah, I can wait.”

He leaves the room. All I hear after that is a loud smack, I tune the muffled voices out. I wipe the last of my tears as Grayson steps into the room. He takes a deep breath and gives me a fake smile. I stare at him with my eyes bloodshot; I wait for him to speak first. He runs a tanned hand through his hair “Y/N, I’ve been an ass and I realize we gotta fix this mess that we’re in.” I roll my eyes, “How do you plan on doing that when YOU still hate me for the sole fact that I’m not skinny enough to be in your glorious presence .” He winces slightly. “I just got caught up in my own head and I realize that was extremely wrong of me.” I keep a bland expression on my face “So what’s your idea?”

#grayson dolan x chubby reader #grayson dolan x reader #grayson dolan #james charles #emma chamberlain #ethan dolan #enemies to friends to lovers #girls like her #plus size reader #imagine #sister squad

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writersperpetualblock · 6 years ago

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Be alright

Slightly based on the song of the same name by Dean Lewis. Imagine your favorites x you, warning it's angst.

4:18 pm

She sits on the floor, right next to the bed as he comes into the room. Face hidden between her knees. His heartbeat races a tiny bit as he kneels next to her.

"Why are you crying?"

A trembling hand reaches to him and rests on his thigh. He swallows hard.

"I don't know how to..." she sobs once.

"Just say it, it'll be alright" his face hardens while his heartbeat picks up.

She sobs more before breathing in and raising her face, unable to meet his gaze.

"I made a mistake, like I always do. There's just, something in me that takes the good, like, the wonderful things that I have and just twists it until it's bad. I didn't realize my problem was really this bad." her voice breaks while she feels him pull away from her touch.

"What is it?"

His voice is hardened now.

"It was yesterday, I .. I saw, by accident, the ring" her gaze falls on him now and his chest is heaving hard "And I, I freaked out really, really bad and and I couldn't."

She wipes at her face aimlessly, but new tears replace the ones wiped away and it's an endless action.

"I don't deserve to apologize baby but I never even wanted to and I don't know what... It's useless, there is nothing that can fix this now and it is all my fault, I'm so fucking stupid"

"Just tell me dammnit!"

He stood up to avoid her pitiful eyes, his heart jumping everywhere in it's cage, hoping to burst out before it had to hear the truth."

4:22 pm

"I did sleep with him"

Cold in his tracks and in his heart he sat at the opposite side of the bed, his back to her broken form. She was not the one that was supposed to be broken right now. And some time passed before he finally spoke again.

"I was going to propose, and, even though you knew that, No. The fact that you knew that just" he paused, a knot forming on his throat "pushed you into his arms. And, when I caught on to you you just, denied it. Lied to my goddamn face like I'm a joke to you!"

"I wasn't ready for it, it was... unexpected and it completely threw me off."

"No, if you weren't ready I would've understood, I wasn't going to walk away or go to another. NO. I would've waited and it would've been alright! You weren't forced into anything and I sure as hell didn't drive you to his arms, you did that by yourself. And, and I.. I can't even look at you"

4:25 pm

Her eyes saw him go through the door, her ears heard the multiple broken objects that were in his path, and yet her brain hadn't caught up to the idea that he had just made his exit from her life.

8:00 pm

"Stop it with the phone you!"

"Yeah bro, let it be over, we're not letting you call her."

He smashes his phone down on the table, reclining back in his seat. A puff of air leaves him as he rubs his eyes.

"My best friend mate, out of all men, my fucking best friend."

"It is rough, I woulda had his head but you seem like a better person than myself. I'll drink to that."

A snort leaves his nose and it's the closest thing he's been to laughing in all those awful hours.

"Maybe I will have his head, just not today"

"Then I will drink to that as well brother"

"C'mon, gimmie that phone, here have this instead."

"Do you think she'll move on quick?"

"DON'T KNOW DON'T CARE! Drink up bitch"

"Yeah, you're gonna have to move on quicker then, I know she was like, the love of your life, but you'll be alright, there are a thousand loves of your life out there."

"Let her go and you'll be okay"

"Bottoms up pussies! We're forgetting tonight"

10:30 pm

"Oh shit he threw up in your car mate!!"

"Why the fuck are you crying?!"

"Let's just go home for fuck's sake"

"Aight calm down"

"You sure you're good to drive?"

"Who do you take me for? It's gonna be alright"

12:15 am

Head spinning, sounds fading in and out. Senses numbed with alcohol he just knew there was a striking pain across his whole side.

"Sir? Sir can you hear me?"

The voice was far away, and he tried to force his eyes open unsuccessfully.

"You're going to be alright sir, hold on for a bit."

2:00 am

She had rushed as much as she could, pain in her heart. Guilt in her stomach. She was aware that she had caused this situation, and yet she couldn't punish herself enough.

"Nurse! I'm here for this man, how is he?"

"Are you family?"

The lie struck her throat.

"Fiánce"

She could've been had she not fucked up.

"He was in a lot of pain and intoxicated in alcohol, he and his friends caused a traffic accident that killed two people."

Her hand flies to cover her mouth, those deaths rested on her shoulders.

"They caused it? Were there any children?"

"Fortunately no, but one of the victims is a parent, he's still in recovery. Your fiánce here got hurt very badly, the bleeding hasn't completely stopped so he is up for a blood transfusion soon enough."

3:30 am

"You will be alright darling" his (female relative) coos over his sleeping form. She sat on the other side of his bed, head resting upon his legs.

She noticed that apparently his family wasn't aware of their break up yet, so she quietly stayed in the hospital room.

His body laid stiffly on the bed, a needle attached to his arm and a few bandages showed out of his hospital clothes.

"Please wake up" she softly pleas "Please look at me one more time."

Everything seemed to be alright with him for the time being.

4:18 am

"We've detected an internal bleeding."

"How bad is that?"

"We are taking care of it, but it took us a while to notice it so we don't know for how long it's been going on."

-I can't carry another death on my shoulders, not yours, please not yours- she thought to herself, eyes filling up with tears.

4:24 am

"Sir stay with us!"

It was as if she was screaming and nobody could hear her, tears dance around her face. This had all been her doing. There was no one else to blame but her.

"You're gonna be alright baby" the other woman cried holding her hand.

But she had no hope, some karma this was, she broke him. And now he was wrecking her inside out, the last thing he had said was that he couldn't even look at her.

They watched the scene developing in front of them with shaking hands. Sobs echoing around the room. As if everything was in slow motion.

"He's gone" she said when the nurses stood still, and the other woman broken down crying unto the floor, taking her down too.

"No! NO NO NO he's alright Y/n! He is going to be alright!"

"Time of death, 4:25am"

And with that, she felt her own heart stop. Sinking into a horrific abyss. She stopped hearing the other woman's screams and the nurses kind words to them. He indeed would never see her again. And neither would she see him.

Everything had stopped. And nothing again would ever be alright.

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broadwaynoodle · 6 years ago

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once a tuck, a tuck forever

Title: once a Tuck, a Tuck forever

Pairing: modern!Miles Tuck x Foster!Reader

Ratinf: fluff

Summary: When the Tuck’s travel back to Winnie’s grave they stay in Treegap for a few days, that is when Miles meets you.

Warning: few swears, Y/F/N stands for your full name. the reader is 19 btw.

Word count: 2073

(GIF not mine)

It was a pretty good day to go on a walk, that was exactly what you were planning on doing today, taking a walk trough your dad’s woods. The Treegap wood has been a property of your family for very long. You loved the wood, it was always quiet and peaceful, it helped that nobody walked trough it though. At least you thought no one did, because at the moment that thought crossed your mind you walked into something, no someone. “Shit, oh my god, I am so sorry, are you okay?” you said.

When you looked up you stared into the most beautiful set of brown eyes you’ve had ever seen. “It’s okay.” The man said and he started walking away, you followed him. “What are you doing in this wood anyway?” You asked you wanted to get to know this man. “I could ask you the same thing.” He sneered. “Well these woods are mine, and the weather is good so I thought I would go for a walk, now you.” He had to be around your age. “I also thought a walk would be nice. And you must be a Foster.” He said still walking away from you. “Yes. Y/N Foster, what is your name?” you asked the tall and stunning man. “Miles. Can you leave me now please?” “Ha, my mom used to tell me a fairytale about a family, the tuck family. One of the sons was called Miles, it’s an old family tale though, nobody outside of the family tells or knows it.”

“Do you maybe I don’t know, want to drink coffee?” he asked and sure it was kind of weird but you couldn’t think of a reason not to. “Sure.” “so tell me about that family fairytale.” Miles said. “Well it was about my great-grant mother, she run away from home and met this immortal family. And how she fell in love with the youngest son Jesse.” Miles started walking faster after you said that. “You know what is funny though, it started with a spring in our wood, a spring with a T carved in the old ash tree behind it, and I saw a spring like that in our wood.” “did you drink from it?” “Yes it is just a story anyway.” You brushed the question off. “If you only knew.” He mumbled. You and Miles arrived at a small cabin in the woods. “It’s a little dusty, it’s my old house I moved out a long time ago.” He said as the two of you entered the cabin. “Ma! Pa! little problem please help.”

“What is it Mi- oh god not this again, Miles!” The woman who same down exclaimed. Miles started talking: “Ma, let me explain, she knows and she drank the water, what do we need to do?” you were so confused, you just didn’t get what they were talking about. “Why didn’t you stop her Miles! You are unbelievable!” this time the man spoke up. “Angus calm down, child please sit down we need to tell you something.” “Hey guys I’m back… what is happening here? Why is everyone looking at me? What did I do this time?” a blond haired boy walked in he was short and looked like he was between the 15 and 18. “Owh god there is a girl over here that isn’t good” the short boy said. he stuck his hand out for you to shake it. “Jesse Tuck howdo” Your eyes grew bigger, this starts to sound very alike to the story your mom always told you, a family of four people, the oldest son is called Miles, the youngest Jesse, and their last name is Tuck. “Y/N Foster nice to meet you.” All three of the people looked up. “Wait you didn’t only drink the water, you also knew of us AND you are a Foster.” The man exclaimed. “What is wrong with what water and what do I know about your family?” you were very confused at this point. “And yes I am a Foster what is the big deal.” Miles spoke up again. “Y/N you might want to sit down.” And you did.

“Okay so once upon a time,” the woman said “Ma you still shouldn’t start like that.” Miles interrupted his mother. “whatever Miles, Once there was a man, a man and a wife and a family.” “that’s Jesse and me.” Miles interrupted. “We tore from the west to settle in the east, looking for a farm or some land at least” The woman continued. “Ma cut it, she already knows. Listen Y/N that story that is in your family, it is true, your great-grant mother is called Winnie right? Well she was in the exact same place you are now only in 1893” Miles explained. “It can’t be, funny joke, I’m going home now, you guys are really weird you know.” You said standing up. At that moment Jesse stabbed Miles. The odd thing was that it looked like he wasn’t hurt at all. “Gee thanks Jesse.” Miles chuckled. “Wait you guys are telling the truth?” you asked when you saw there was no blood or anything on Miles. “Yes and since you drunk the water, we think it’s smart for you to stay with us.” The woman said. “I’m Mae by the way, this is my husband Angus.”

The next day you went home to tell your parent you were moving out, they were happy for you. You got all your important stuff and went back to the cabin in the wood. You were going to face a whole different life and you were scared but also excited,

………

It’s been 7 months since you started living with the Tucks and life was good with them, it was at middle winter but you were still walking, you were out with Miles, he said he wanted to talk to you. You and Miles had grew very close the last 7 months and you would lie if you said you didn’t have any feelings for the handsome brunette. You walked close to Miles, not that he minded. “Y/N? You know, my family defiantly became a lot nicer since you joined us, you’re just a little ray of happiness and the point is that I kind of like you very much, and I know it’s super weird and all, but would you maybe give me a change, go on a date with me?” He was talking so fast you could barely follow what he was saying, but you still got every word of it. “It would be my honor Miles.” You said and he smiled like an idiot for the rest of the day.

………

For your first date miles took you to a like but since it was winter it was frozen. “I don’t really have ice skates but I figured this would still be a fun place to you know just, be.” Miles said rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s great Miles I love it.” You and Miles talked for hours, you haven’t had this much fun in years. The two of you walked back home hand in hand, you guys were almost back at the cabin when you stopped him. “Thanks for today Miles I had so much fun.” You said and you pressed your lips against his, it was meant to be a simple peck but miles grabbed the small of your back and deepened the kiss, not that you complain. “Yeah I had fun too.” He said and you continued walking back home.

………..

It has been 6 years since that day and Miles sat at the kitchen table. Since his former marriage it has been hard for Miles to understand love again, but Miles knows he found it with you, you were the best, you were beautiful, extremely nice, you had the most wonderful smile, you loved his parents and you loved him. Everything just felt so right with you.

“What are you thinking about bro?” Jesse asked as he set down next to his brother, Miles and you moved out two years ago, you build your own cabin, it wasn’t even a mile away from the cabin from Mae and Angus and Jesse still came over every single day but it just gave you two lovebirds a little more privacy. “I’m going to ask Y/N to marry me tonight after family diner.” Miles said, knowing you were over at Mae’s to talk about girly stuff. “Damn Miles, that is a decision to make, does pa know? Does ma know?” Jesse asked. “Yes they do, but don’t you dare to spoil this for me, I will ruin you heard me?” At that point the door opened. “Miles don’t threat your brother sweetheart.” You said as you walked in. “That is my cue to leave.” Jesse winked as he walked away. “see you tonight Y/N.” you walked into the Livingroom “Why is he so happy?” you asked Miles before sitting next to him and placing a small kiss on his lips. “I don’t know baby.” He said as he laid his head on your shoulder.

At diner you were talking to Angus that he should teach you how to fish some time, Miles was talking to his mom and Jesse was just a smiley mess the whole time. When you all finishes your food there fell a silence, everyone was looking at Miles, so you looked his way too. “Y/N, baby, we have been together for a long time but I remember the day I met you like it was yesterday, you were so confused the whole time and afterwards you were so happy and smiley, and you looked so beautiful, the months after that day you have been nothing but nice to us and helpful and a good friend and, we all love you, especially me, I care so much for you and you are the best thing that ever happened to me and the best thing that will ever happen to me. I love you so much.” He took a box from his jacket pocket and got down on one knee, you gasped as he clicked the box open. “Y/N Foster will you please do me the honor of becoming my wife.” Miles looked hopeful at you, you started nodding with tears in your eyes, you loved him so much. “Yes Miles, I will, yes, o my god yes!” He putted the ring on your finger and stood up to pull you into a passionate kiss.

Jesse was the first one to speak during that: “Get a room you two.” Only to get hit on the back of his head by his dad. “you are ruining the moment Jesse.” His mom said.

……….

So here you were, in front of the tree, with the “T” the place where everything begun. You were wearing a beautiful white dress may made you, your hair was curled and it was braided to the back of your head with little pink flowers in the braid. The only people to be at the wedding were the Tucks but you didn’t care. Jesse walked you to the aisle, angus started talking, “Well kids, I know it’s not a “real” wedding but it’s the best we are going to get so” Agnus started a story about the two of you and Mae was sobbing through the entire thing. “so Y/F/N, so you want Miles tuck as your husband?” Agnus asked. “Yes, I do.” You answered Angus spoke up again: “Miles Tuck, do you want Y/F/N as your wife?” “Yes I do” Miles said. “You may now kiss the ride.” Agnus spoke. “You don’t need to tell me what to do pa.” Miles said before kissing you. “Welcome to the family Y/N Tuck.” Miles smiled against your lips. You only smiled in response. “And remember once you are a Tuck you’re a Tuck forever.” Angus smiled.

You were so grateful, that you drunk water you didn’t know you shouldn’t drink, that you walked into a random guy in the woods, that that guy liked you just as much as you liked him, that he had the best family ever, and that he was now your husband. Even though you had forever in front of you, with miles a years seemed to pass just as fast as a minute, you never wanted to leave him and you knew you never would.

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