#low-key annoyed about this cause seriously what the fuck is with my luck????

[etfrin]

Annoying Fucker

Warning - NSFW//(Cunnilingus f. receiving. Ruined orgasm (Gojo being an ass, reader gets to cum at the end though), fingering f. receiving)

Summary - Gojo Satoru annoyed you to no end. So you shut him with your pussy.

Gojo Satoru x female! reader

If you knew it was this easy, you would have spread your legs for this much, much earlier.

You can't help but relish at the sight of Gojo on his knees, his head between your thighs, one of your leg over his shoulder and another is being held by him, his long thick fingers sprawled on your inner thigh, to keep you spread.

He was eyeing at your cunt like he simply couldn't believe that you were like this for him. You. You who never gave him the time of the day. His breath hit your clit, making you shiver.

You tsk, growing a bit impatient. "Not up for a taste, Gojo?" You taunt him, "Or do you just prefer cheap shit that you forgot what the good thing tastes like?"

He simply chuckled at your words. His eyes flickering to yours. The heat oh-so obvious. He wanted you for so long and here you were spread open like a feast for him.

"I think we'll soon find out," is what he replies before diving into your cunt like a starving man. Sucking your cunt with his mouth like it was a filthy porno and the rent was due.

You let out a breathless moan. Your fingers gripped his hair, not sure whether to push him away to escape from this overwhelming pleasure or to just bring him even closer.

You decided on the latter when his tongue dips into your inner walls, effectively fucking you now. You raised your hips for a deeper penetration. You whine, feeling your walls twitching around his tongue. Satoru merely smiles while he kept his tongue fucking into you. Going deeper each time, his tongue moving around your walls. Your grip on his head got stronger as you felt yourself get closer.

So, so close. "Gojo," you moaned. Then just as suddenly he stopped pulling away even when you tried to pull him in again. How could you ever? He is the strongest, what he wants, he gets.

You glare at him, "What the fuck, Gojo?" "Satoru," he replied, "Not Gojo." His blue eyes were filled with amusement, "Call me that and I'll let you come."

You clenched your jaw, but your need to cum was bigger than picking a fight with this annoying prick. "Satoru," you said, letting the name settle on your tongue.

"Satoru, get your fucking tong-" Before you could finish the sentence he was already diving right back into your cunt. This time focusing on your clit. Taking the pretty button onto his mouth and sucking it.

His tongue licking it, his lips sucking the clit like it was a lollipop. You moan his name, "Satoru, yes you fuck- Toru toru-" You didn't realize that you had called him Toru. But the satisfaction he felt from you calling him that made him more determined to give you a proper orgasm.

Making sure that he was still sucking your clit, he pushed two of his fingers into your sloppy cunt that was now wet with his saliva and your juices. Your walls immediately squeezed his fingers like a vice. Satoru pops off your clit to snicker, "Slut."

You were too busy with the feel of his thick, longer fingers than his words to bother with replying. Although you did make sure the grip you had on his hair got tight enough to tear out a few hair strands. He merely lets out a groan from the action, smirking as his blue eyes are filled with glee.

He curves his fingers just right and then gets back to sucking at your clit. You felt the familiar heat build-up. The need, the urge to let go. You groan, "Toru- toru close!"

He just goes faster, stuffing his fingers so deep into you could almost feel them reach the end. You spill yourself onto his fingers, your juices leaking down onto the floor.

He pulls his fingers out as you let out a whimper from the sudden emptiness. He sucks his fingers clean, his eyes focused on the stains your juices left on the floor.

He pouts, "Can't believe you let that stain the floor, darling. I could have just cleaned you up." He lets out a huff before he goes right back into your cunt, leisurely licking your cum while your fingers dug into his scalp.

[letswrites]

what about feeling homesickness and Calum comforting her?

thaxxx! i changed a bit, hope you like ❤

Home

He was standing in front of her house, it's was a fresh end of the afternoon in LA, with a cool wind and a pink-shaded sunset. He had a cigarette between his fingers in one hand and the other one was resting at his side after he knocked on the door. She opened and locked it with her key "night" he checked his iPhone '5:57 pm' "almost night. And you are gorgeous. As always" "thanks, you are too" she directed her gaze to the cigarette quickly, but not quickly as he dropped it onto the ground and stubbed his foot in it. She hated when he smoked. "thought you were going to quit" "I will" "yeah and I will fly away from this damn city" "what is wrong with LA?" "It isn't home" he knew she missed her hometown, Milwaukee, and he also knew she had duties in LA and she knew that too "babe..." "It's alright" she breathed deeply before look at her boyfriend and smile "thought we were going, huh?" "Yeah, sure, let's go" "let's go" he took her hand in his empty one and they walked to her car. She had a glowing conversible candy apple red 1966 Ford Mustang that Calum was never allowed to drive "why I cannot drive?" "You know why" "oh, come on. It's old shit, honey" "no! Almost kill me isn't 'old shit'" "was an accident and you just broke an ankle" "A leg" she sat on the driver's seat and he watched how good she looked in the sunset "hey!" She snapped her fingers "aren't you coming in?" "fuck! Sorry. it's your fault!" he jumped into the car and put on the seat belt "I will not apologize for you having a terrible sense of beauty" she had low self-esteem sometimes "my sense of beauty is perfect" he leaned closer and cupped her face "just as you" "you are perfect" she smiled and pulled his neck to a passionate kiss. A calm and warm, but passionate kiss "but, seriously babe, let me drive" "no!" she turned on the engine, adjusted the mirror and backed up the car from the driveway without taking her gaze from the mirrors "that's how you back up the car with safety" he groaned, throwing his head back "It happened once! And it was an accident" "I know, just recalling" she winked and made the way for the downtown.

Last year, before they started dating, she asked Calum to back the car out of the driveway, but he did it without looking in the mirrors, according to himself "who the fuck know the right side of pen drives?" and ran over her. Accidently, of course. For luck, she just broke a leg and he took care of her, and due it, they become closer. "You know, there're some bad things that happen for good reasons" "I thought we were done with this subject" he squeezed her right hand "if I haven't given all my attention to the damn pen drive and ran over you, maybe we'd not become closer as we did" "yeah... fine, I will let you drive" she parked the car left the driver's seat "move on, Cal!" he stood up and gave her a deep and quick kiss before sat down in the driver seat and squeeze the beige leather steering wheel "I love you" "love you too, but now I'm fucking dying to know where we're going" "you were driving and I have to know?!" "yes, Mr. driver" she teased, he giggled "fine. Know a place" "good".

*

They were on a road that she didn't recognize "Calum" "my name" he loved when she said his name "where are we going?" "It's a surprise" "oh no. Please, don't do this to me" "sorry, babe. I didn't make the rules" "which rules?" they laughed together "okay" she turned on the radio and tried to connect with some decent station "fuck" "you know you can use your pen drive, right?" she had taken the pen drive off the car "not with you in the wheel" you know, just for caution. he rolled his eyes and she finally connected with some Latin radio station

'Once de la noche y todavía no contesta'

'Un de la mañana y todavía no hay respuesta'

"Oh, no! No way!" "What?" "I am not bilingual like you" "and...?" "Not listening to something I do not understand" "so are you graduated in Korean now?" "No..."

'Cómo hacerte entender...'

he swallowed dryly a little "don't know what are you talking about" "no? What about that time you got drunk and sang out loud BTS's songs, huh?" "Only the English parts! Now just change it" "but it's Maluma!" he looked at her without blinking and pouted "fine" he smiled like a kid

'... eres muy bonita pa' llorar por el...'

She changed the radio station once more and found a random one

'Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment

I’d let you had I known it, why don’t you say so?'

"You got to be kidding me" she giggled "I hate this song!" "I know" she kept laughing

'You got to keep me focused, you want it? Say so'

"Just turned it off" "oh, but I like it" Calum turned off the radio "no songs for you" "hey, that's my car! Spent lots of money on it" "But I am driving" "don't make me feel more regret than I already am" he laughed and leaned quickly to kiss her cheek "hey, Cal" "hum?" "I am bored" "you're acting like a fucking kid" "no. I am a fucking kid" "well, it's not a long ride. We'll be there soon" "where is 'there'?" "Nice try, nice try" she pouted and laid her head on the window so she could stargaze and think about how lucky she is to had been run over by the man driving at her side. She was so so in love with him.

*

Flashback:

Some friends had texted her. Bon Jovi was going to be in town and they have two tickets more. They gave it to her of course expecting she'd invite that guy she hanged out a few times, definitely her new crush. Calum. Such a beautiful name 'thanks Roy' he had introduced them. For some miracle, she got the guts to invite him.

[4:28pm]

'Be here at 6pm'

[5:17pm]

'Your place is so far from where I am now'

'You can drive my car'

'will be there in 40 minutes'

She grinned, shook her head lightly and blocked her phone to finish her makeup 'he will never desire me' she thought even knowing she will try to impress him anyways. Was 5:55pm when he arrived "I have exactly 2 minutes in advantage" "you made it, next time I will let you have a rest" "thanks" he pecked her cheek out of breath "are you ok?" "Yes, you are just breathtaking" he laughed "oh, I am not" "yes, you're. Always" she blushed "thanks" "you're welcome. Can I have a glass of water? The bus stop is far from here, you know?" "Yeah, sure come in". She gave him a glass of water and dropped on the sofa "thanks" "how can I refuse water for someone? Especially someone like you" he arched an eyebrown "someone like me?" "Yeah" "how is someone like me?" he dropped next to her "ridiculously healthy" "oh" he giggled "thanks. I really appreciate" "so, where were you?" "someone is interested in where I was" he teased, she rolled er eyes "you love annoy me, don't you?" "And you still have to ask? Anyhow, I was hanging with a friend" "'hanging with a friend' means banging with a girl?" "What?!" He started laughing "are you jealous or something?" "No..." She blushed "just trying to know you better" "so why are you blushing?" "I..." "Relax, I was with Luke. He is planning a trip to our home country with Ash and Mikey too. So we went out to lunch, but he lives far from here..." her body relaxed and she smiled "Australia is very nice" "is the best place in the world" "yeah, except the fact that is not Minnesota" he laughed "keep dreaming, kid" "I am two months older than you" "whatever, ms. jealousy" "'m not jealous!" "you looked so relieved when I said I was with Luke" "I didn't" "it's ok, I already admitted to myself that my love life is a joke anyways" "I bet it's not true" "trust me, it is" "thought you were the kind of guy that spent the night in 3 parties and in this 3 parties, hook up with at least 2 girls. At the same time" he laughed out loud "oh, honey, I used to be that guy, and now I am feeling very proud of myself" she giggled "why you are not that guy anymore?" He cleaned his throat "well, I met this lady, some months ago, and now all I do is think on her. I made out with someone a few days ago and couldn't finish the job, because was thinking on her" 'wow that hurted' "wow... You should be with this girl right now, not with me" he looked at her, 'unfreakingbelievable' "I literally made an hour and a half trajectory in 40 minutes to go in a concert just to be in your company cause' honestly I am not going to this concert because I want to see old Jon Bon Jovi sing 'bed of roses' and take ladies to Heaven..." she giggled "why do you think I did that?" "'Cause you're an idiot" he grinned "you are right, I should be with the my romantic interest" she frowned a little and they just stayed looking inside each other's eyes for a minute "I-I think we should go" it felt like he raped her with his gaze "are you ok?" "I dunno" "alright, tell me if you will need an ambulance" "okay" "so, where is that bad boy keys?" she chuckled "here" she gave to Calum the key "please, be careful" "my middle name is safety" "really? I thought was Tomas" "details, details". They were on the driveway ready to go when she saw Ginger, her cat, with the paw stuck in the water drainage grid "oh! wait a minute" she left the car "what's wrong?" "My cat. you can back the car while I help Ginger?" "no problem. Am I allowed to listen some music, too?" "Sure. The pen drive is in the glove compartment" "'kay". she ran to Ginger to help her little baby "my God, love, I am here" Calum grabbed the pen drive in the glove compartment and started back the car slowly without looking in the mirrors "well, it's done, Ginger. You are free now" she freed her cat that ran back to the roof. Calum was fighting with the pen drive's USB entrance "why I never put that shit on the right side?" and he forgot that he was backing the car. She turned to went back to the car or they would be late and all she could see was the car's trunk colliding with her hip. When he stopped the

car she was already on the floor. She definitely needed that ambulance now.

He took her to the hospital and then back to her place. He locked the front door and she dropped onto the sofa, now with a broken leg "that was the last time you drove my car" "you're sure?" he joined her on the sofa "you will need someone to help you during the next two weeks" "I have other friends..." "So we are still friends?" "Yes" "I am sorry for ran over you" "yeah, be mad with you will not change what happened" "it's because of this that I will be the one who will take care of you. Remember? My middle name is carefulness" "Wasn't safety?" "Is a long full name, see? Calum Safety-Careful Tomas Hood" "hum, I don't think so" they laughed "sorry, again" "stop apologizing and start looking for a driver costume" "I will not do that" "why not? Would be so sexy" she bit her bottom lip "you think?" "You are already sexy so..." "I'm" they laughed "okay, you don't need a costume, but I will need help in the shower, instead" "I will love to help you with the shower" "I was thinking in call Roy" "call Roy?!" he looked a little angry "you should see your face. And I am the jealous one here" "well, I just maybe, just very very maybe am into you" she smiled and blushed a little "I am into you too" "you are saying that only because do not get turned on by Jon Bon Jovi tonight" she laughed "And you are saying this only because you ran over my leg" he turned his grin to a line "No. I really mean it" "me too" she bit her bottom lip and he smiled again "but… unfortunately, you are not literally into me" "not for too long" soon the distance between them became minimum and in a blink of eye, they kissed. They kissed like already did that for years, like their lips met each other already before, even being the first time. Calum laid her back on the sofa and things started to get hotter, soon her Bon Jovi's tank top flew across the living room. She broke the kiss "what are you doing?" "I am trying to make up, because of the concert. Do you mind?" she smiled "you really know how to fix up the things" and they kissed again, now his black tee was off and...

*

"Honey, 're you alright?" Calum took her off the flashback "oh, yes. Was thinking in the first time we fucked" he laughed "so delicate" "sorry, the first time we 'made love'" "uh, that was bad" she laughed "thanks for ran over me, by the way" "only you for thanks the idiot that ran over you" "well, you are an idiot, but you are my idiot" "possessive" but he was hers and he loved that "oh, shut up" he laughed "so, was thinking in the week after your leg was better, huh?" "That wasn't the first time we fucked" "It was" "no, we fucked after you took me home in the night it happened" "no, no. I fucked you that night and I thought we had fucked, but three weeks later I discovered that I was wrong" "I am not..." "The way you move, babe, when you were with the broken leg wasn't sex with you, was sex for you" she laughed "It should be a compliment?" "Yes. And a good one" "well, in that case, thank you very much" she directed her gaze back to the sky and he looked at her, he was so in love

*

About 30 minutes later, Calum was taking the exit on the road to Santa Monica, she had read that in a sign. "Santa Monica!" "yup" "the pier?" "Yes" "oh, you know I love a pier, is…" "…so romantic" she laughed at him pretending to be her "but, we are not here specifically because of the pier" "so why?" "You will see" "please, stop. It's killing me" "oh, you're such a drama queen" he parked the car and turned off the engine "let's go". He tugged her to the amusement park "that's so exciting! what are we gonna do?" "fucking kid" she giggled "we'll play hockey" "what?!" he guided her to the Playland Arcade "that's..." she was confused that couldn't even talk "there's a lot..." "air hockey tables? yes" "but..." "Look, I know that do not have ice and is not real hockey, but I thought you'd enjoy" he rubbed the side of his neck "hockey remembers you home, right?" she had some water on her eyes and a true smile "I would like everything since it came from you" he smiled and flipped the disk "so, let's see if the Milwaukee girl still in flames" "you definitely know nothing about Winsconsin"

*

She won, of course "Badgers rocked your ass Aussie boy!" as she said, and they decided to rest on the pier, her head on his shoulder and his arm around her body "that was lovely" "me losing or your very kind comment about it?" she giggled "no. You remembered the air hockey here and tried to diminish my homesickness" "I understand how bad it is" "thank you" "no, thank you" "for what?" "To be with me, to love me, I was taking the wrong way before met you, you know?" "Well, shout out to Roy" "shout out to Roy" he repeated and they laughed "I was thinking in buy a ticket for you. To go home for a few days..." she looked into his eyes "what do you think?" "don't" she said smoothly "you sure? I have been saving money to paying the first tax to a car mortgage, but it can wait..." "No, Cal. Buy your car" "but you miss home" "yes, I miss it, but..." she cupped his face "I have you here and I realized... my home is you" he smiled and dipped to kiss her. She rested her head back on his shoulder and watched the moonlight reflecting in the ocean "and you are mine" he whispered against her hair. she smiled and enjoyed his company, she was so in love with him and he was so in love with her.

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[nyarmand]

my ranking of the alex rider original series (stormbreaker through scorpia rising) from ‘book i least enjoy rereading’ to ‘book i most enjoy rereading’ let’s goooo

spoilers for all 9 books under the cut

9. Ark Angel

...He went to space. He went to space. Also the entire plot could have been avoided if Drevin had actually bothered to provide a photograph of his son. I’m sure he had one. I still like this book but it’s literally so insane that I just don’t know what to do with it. 

It is however really funny that Webber just goes and gives a speech insulting this super high-profile ecoterrorist group and acts like it’s no big deal and then they kill him. Shock of shocks.

8. Skeleton Key

Okay, points to this book for terrifying the shit out of me. God damn it does that shark scene scare me. Also, points for making me feel a little bit bad for a man who wants to nuke his own country because he thinks it will fix the place up. I’m still not entirely sure how that’s supposed to work, but that’s probably a good thing. I feel like understanding his thought process would say bad things about me. Still, I actually did feel sorry for him, if only a little. Dude was clearly mentally unstable and I doubt his son’s death helped at all. I also got sad about what happened to Carver and Troy. (Yeah, yeah, I’m a cringe fail American who has the American release. So sue me.) What a nightmare that must’ve been to endure... Otherwise, though, I’m not super into this book. The opening is just kind of meh and the way it leads into the rest of the plot seems a little bit unbelievable. Also, this might be an unpopular opinion, but Sabina annoys me. I would not get along with her at all and I can’t imagine her as a girlfriend. Skeleton Key does, however, absolutely excel at the emotional scenes. 

Also, why are all the spy agencies so comfortable with sending in a 14-year-old? Especially when they outright admit that the other attempts have all died horribly? Bureaucracy’s a bitch.

7. Point Blank

Boo, Dr. Grief! Boo! We hate your white supremacy! I’m so glad you got a snowmobile to the face, you deserved it. (Perks of books written by Jewish people--we aren’t afraid to give the neo-Nazis an unpleasant death.) Anyway, this book definitely isn’t bad, but I wouldn’t really say it stands out in the series. It definitely does hammer home the point of just how trapped Alex is, since MI6 isn’t going to just let him go after one mission, and let’s face it, the plot with the clones is creepy as hell, if highly improbable. But I’m largely just here to see the neo-Nazi get snowmobiled. That’s right, I just completely changed the definition of a pre-established word. I’m a rebel.

Also, I hate Fiona Friend so much and overall think she just didn’t need to be in the book, but the line about ‘I’d rather kiss the horse’ made me laugh so hard. Alex, you sass.

6. Snakehead

Okay, let’s talk about how genius the plan in this book is. I love it! I love how Yu wants to kill the people involved in the peace conference without making them into martyrs, so he comes up with this whole elaborate plan to stage a natural disaster. It’s incredible. This dude was thinking so far ahead. And he would’ve gotten away with it, too, if it weren’t for that meddling kid... But anyway, I don’t see a lot of books where the villain really acknowledges that killing their enemies could just cause more problems for them via turning them into martyrs for a cause. Also, the way he’s so polite and soft-spoken while also being a complete monster... This book genuinely gives me chills. Extra bonus points for the part in the hospital, the absolute nightmare of having all your organs slowly removed and sold off and everyone around you is being so nice about it? ‘Oh, don’t worry, Alex, it won’t be so bad. Here, take your medicine. Do you need anything?’ Literally just. What the fuck. 

Also Ash can fucking fight me. You put your own godson in horrible danger on purpose! You killed your best friend! Bastard. 

...And just in case the book wasn’t disturbing enough, Yu’s fate at the end lives in my mind rent-free and I think about it on a concerningly regular basis considering that the chances of that happening to me are so low they’re practically in the negatives. Damn you, Horowitz.

I would also be remiss if I did not mention just how much I love the tagline ‘once bitten, twice spy’.

5. Crocodile Tears

Ah yes, the book that kickstarted my drift away from the church... I kid, of course. I drifted away from the church for completely separate reasons. But Desmond McCain is always going to scare the shit out of me. The ability to kill countless innocent people while blissfully quoting Bible verses (that he takes wildly out of context and uses for his own self-serving means) is... well, I could actually say a lot about what that reminds me of, but I’m here to rate books, not religion. Moving on. This book has some really stellar antagonists, and the plot is chilling in a way that feels a lot more realistic than most of the other books. Even if some of it is a bit farfetched (sabotaging a nuclear power plant? Really?), the idea of using disasters for your own profit... well. I’m sure I don’t need to elaborate on why that is so believable. The Poison Dome is also a really cool and chilling scene--even Alex, who has the luck of the devil, can’t get out of that one unscathed. Further scares come in with the fate of Harold Bulman--imagine having your entire existence wiped and your identity changed while you were asleep! The breakdown he has over it is almost enough to make me feel sorry for him, even though he was ready to exploit a teenager and make his life a living hell just to turn a profit. Note the word almost.

Also. The opening makes me cry. Specifically the line talking about how Ravi’s kids would ‘never meet Mickey Mouse’. I lose my goddamn mind every single time I read it. That little personal touch turns the scene from a statistic to a tragedy. Once again: Damn you, Horowitz.

4. Stormbreaker

Yeah, this one gets the special cover shot. And why not? What we are looking at here is the birth of a legend. Move the fuck over, James Bond, Alex Rider is on the scene now. Anyway, yeah, this book is pretty damn spectacular. It has its stumbles, but as the first book in a series, that’s to be expected. Still, it pulls you in from quite literally the first line and keeps you going right up until the end. (If you came here from my post of memes, you know how much the line ‘Killing is for grownups, and you’re still a child’ destroys me.) It has the debut of much-beloved characters such as, of course, Alex--but also Jack Starbright, and of course, the best MI6 agent of them all, which is to say Smithers. Hell, even Yassen Gregorovich, especially once you get through Russian Roulette... Man, that was a rough one. 

Seriously, though. This is a really good book. The scene with the Portuguese man-o’-war still gives me the chills to think about. (Have you ever looked up pictures of those things? They’re beautiful, but holy shit will they make you regret being born. Nature is funny like that.) 

We also get the introduction of, of course, Alex’s patented sass (his response to Sayle saying he relates to the man-o’-war is HILARIOUS) and we get the inherent humor of Alex screwing up an alias one time and then just going by Alex for the rest of the series so he doesn’t do that again. Really, kid, I know you’re not a trained spy or anything but did you never play pretend growing up? Ever? You can’t pretend your name is Felix for a little while? That sounds like a you problem.

3. Scorpia Rising

I distinctly remember when this book came out, actually. I was on vacation at the time, and I remember my brother annoying the hell out of the poor workers at a bookstore we frequented there to see if/when they were going to get it in. They did, finally, and we bought it immediately, and I was of course absolutely desperate to read it. He got to read it first, though. -_-

This is a great book, an absolute emotional rollercoaster all the way through. The way Blunt tricks Alex back into service by staging a shooting was exactly the kind of cold, brutal behavior I’d expect from him. Seeing Julius come back was shocking, but very exciting, too. And Razim makes an incredibly chilling villain, with his absolute disregard for human life and his desire to measure pain. Also, seeing Smithers’s house was so much fun. Smithers in this book was just really fun in general, but he’s really fun in every book, so... nothing unusual there. But also, I want an unwelcome mat. Please?

2. Eagle Strike

‘But Penny,’ you might ask, ‘why is this book so high on your list? It has so much of Sabina in it, and you said she annoys you.’ That is true. What does not annoy me, however, is basically the entire rest of the book. I love the tense opening, and then reading through Alex’s real-life ‘playthrough’ of Feathered Serpent is still one of my favorite scenes. Cray is absolutely incredible as a villain, with the way that he truly believes in his cause--which is undoubtedly a good one! Yet the extremes to which he will go for that cause, and the fact that he very nearly succeeds, are what elevate him to one of the most dangerous villains in the series. That scene with Charlie Roper and the nickels is something I can never seem to stop thinking about. Actually, I think about it basically whenever I think about large amounts of money paid in small increments... 

Also, I really enjoy how he gets into the whole plot in the first place, and I really enjoy Smithers saying ‘ah, fuck it’ and helping him out anyway. Go, Smithers. You once again prove me right in saying that you’re the coolest adult in MI6.

The revelation that Yassen knew Alex’s father is one that absolutely blew my mind first time around. The way his life was threaded into the lives of the Rider family--he worked with John Rider, was saved by him, killed Ian Rider, and then died for refusing to kill Alex Rider--wow. Wow. It gets to me. It really gets to me. This book is a masterpiece. I heard that it’s going to be what the second season of the TV series is based off of, and I’m so hyped for that. We love to see it, we really do.

1. Scorpia

I don’t believe anyone who says this book didn’t get to them at all. I just think they are lying. I don’t think it’s humanly possible to not be affected by this book. God. Just thinking about it reminds me of why I don’t think it’s possible. I mean, come on. We get all this backstory about Alex’s parents, we get tricked along with him into thinking MI6 killed his father, then bam, that was a lie, and Alex may have just fucked himself over big time. Also, that plot is terrifying! (And I bet anti-vaxxers had a field day with it, huh.) Julia Rothman is a really great antagonist, one of the only ones who didn’t go and explain her plan in great detail to Alex--the fact that she didn’t actually being a plot point was something I personally found pretty clever. In general, this book is... I tend to hate when people say they ‘can’t put it down’ because it’s usually an obvious exaggeration, but that really is how I feel reading it.

And again. If that ending didn’t get to you... Well, I just think you are lying.

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Beta: @tinysweetscrown​ Pairing: Taehyung x Reader, Reader x Yoongi Genre: Smut Warning: Auralism (sexual sounds), Masturbation, oral sex (m & f receiving), penetrative Sex, voyeurism. Words: 3.6k

You had been roommates for a few years now, really great ones so you thought. Taehyung was handsome, kind, and witty, a gentle guy who enjoyed some eccentric hobbies and rarely started beef. You liked him for sure but not romantically and any feelings you may have had didn’t take over your life. He always brought home different girls and you had your books and loud music to drown it all out. Other than that, the two of you lived in harmony, eating and talking trash together. 

Things between work and home had been going great. You felt like you were finally getting somewhere with your work. It took months to get this ahead in paperwork, that is until your boss surprised you with a document you had forgotten to include. Months of work you had to redo, because he didn’t give you all the required documents. Bitterly you remember asking for this form a week ago and being told he would send it over email, but obviously never did. Thankful for the completed worksheets in front of you, it made writing new ones easier. 

Before you could end your shift your boss asked you to stay a little longer, just to discuss how the edit was going. Explaining that you were halfway through, he lectured you about making sure to remember every document before beginning a task. His lecture went so long you glanced at the clock. You would have to race to the bus if you wanted to make it on the last trip of the night.

You were running down the street when the bus passed by, causing you to curse loudly. Taking out your mobile, you called for a taxi, paying the man and collecting your bags. You realized you had left your wallet in the cab and had to call them back. As you waited for the taxi outside the apartment building where you lived, it began raining. Seriously what was today? 

With your wallet returned, you entered the rooftop apartment. You never understood why these apartments always were the setting for so many K-dramas. You had gotten into a discussion with your good friend Seokjin; both agreeing that the rooftop was the worst due to the heat. So the rain was your saving grace. Fighting the keys in the lock, you were quick to shed your bag on the hook by the front door. 

Stepping into the apartment. It was a modern style, everything open directly from the front door was the living room, behind the couch was the dining table and behind that the kitchen. On the other side of the living room was a hall that led to the bedrooms and bathroom. It was cozy. You really enjoyed living in the small home. 

Even if at night the pipes in the ceiling rattled ominously, or that you didn’t have a proper laundry and as it was just a washing machine in the cupboard by the dining table. But there were so many good memories within the apartment, like the couch you and Taehyung had carried half way across town and broke to get it to fit through the front door. Or the hole in the wall where you both had decided to roller skate in doors and he fell through the drywall.

Yes, you were fond of all the little cracks in the tiles and all the chips in the paint as they were memories that you loved and shared with your best friend and roommate. The very same roommate you had walked in on getting dressed up in the living room. He was buttoning up a dress shirt, when he noticed you across the room.

“Okay, how do I look?” he said, while you hopped out of your shoes and coat, which you put away neatly in their rightful places. 

“What’s the goal for the night?” Eyes sliding up and down his form. 

“To get some,” he grinned, wiggling his eyebrows. 

“Then you look good” you threw him two thumbs up. You walked to the washing machine, which was hidden inside a cupboard in your small apartment and began stripping from your drenched work uniform, standing there in only your bra and underwear. 

You were both comfortable with each other, but this was no rom-com. You were pretty sure if he liked you, he wouldn’t fart in your room at night and run away laughing. Taehyung noticed your appearance with a laugh. “An umbrella,” he said with his finger in the air as if he had had a profound idea before running off to find one.

With the washing machine set you wondered what you would do in the house by yourself tonight, you walked down the hallway towards your room. Pressing the bedroom door open you were met with a strange sight. There was water all over your bed and dripping onto the floor “TAE! What did you do?”

“What? I didn’t do anything” He stepped in inspecting your room and his mouth fell open. “Oh no”

The rain you had praised earlier was another omen of bad luck. There must be a leak, and a big one at that, in your roof and it completely soaked the bed. Taehyung was quick to call the landlord, who said they would send someone to inspect it the next day. 

Did you do something wrong in this life or a past life, why did you deserve this? You pushed your bed aside and placed a large bucket under the drippage, pacing and nervously looking around at all your treasured items. Taehyung loosened his tie, sending a text to his current fling that he was unavailable.

"Hey shh, it's okay listen, we are Bro's I have extra space in my room. I will make room and we can move your bed and any valuables in case something happens." You spent the evening moving everything, you couldn’t believe he canceled his evening with his latest girl,Alana. She was really pretty. 

"Sorry about your girl?"

"It's all good, she can’t resist me” he gave a cheeky box grin.

Dinner and movies helped you forget about the disasters in your life. You both laid in Taehyung’s bed while your mattress was upright in the corner of the room, drying. 

The digital cloak on Taehyung’s bedside table began to blur, the soft blue LED numbers ticking over. You were in a haze like sleep, when you heard heavy breathing and whispering. A woman’s voice talking quietly seemed to really pull you from your sleep state. Taehyung was face timing Alana. 

You tried to ignore it, but their hushed whispers became muffle giggles. You heard the blankets move slowly and cautiously. Taehyung shushing Alana while she purposefully tried to exaggerate her sounds. The out of breath words, became soft moans accompanied by the slow movements against the blankets that gently bounced the mattress. There was a sticky wet sound that you knew was his hand pumping around his shaft.

How you wanted to look. Each new sound sent a volt of electricity through your body. The dirty talk increased.

“You are such a little slut,” Taehyung growled. “You couldn’t even wait, one night”

“I want to come so bad,” Alana’s sickly sweet voice spoke through the phone and you wanted nothing more than to throw the phone. “I want to see”

“Fuck, I wish I was there right now, I would sink this thick cock so deep baby” He moved the blankets aside and the sounds were clearer almost deafeningly loud. How did he not know you were awake. “God I want to fill you up”

His hand moved faster, sounds of air pushing past his lips like he was trying to muffle it with tight lips, but it was too powerful to prevent. He came. His voice was a low growl, you could practically feel it in your own throat, it was so raw. 

His cry broke mid climax and his hips bucked into his closed fist. The imagery and sounds had you soaking through your panties, you tried lying as still as possible to not let Taehyung know, you heard it all your heartbeat strumming mercilessly against your clit. 

He leaned over the bed shuffling around.

“I gotta go and clean up” Taehyung sounded a little frustrated. He was panting, whispering a quiet thank you as he said goodbye to Alana.

“Fuck, I didn’t think I was going to cum so fast, it’s okay Tae it’s only for a few days until the roof is fixed” Taehyung leant over the side of the bed rummaging around before readjusted the blankets with a deep sigh and falling promptly to sleep. 

His soft rhythmic snores attesting to his workout. You however were not so lucky, unable to fall back asleep. Feeling guilty and ashamed for listening. You felt like a creep, but he must have known the risk by doing something like this in the same room, in the same bed. 

With Taehyung fast asleep, you shamefully took care of your business, you remembered the sounds and his groans. Recalling them made you desperate, the girl he was on the phone with praised him for how big he was, so you did your best to add a finger more than you usually did, biting your pillow trying to stay quiet. 

The next day you moved about the house, heading to work and forgetting all about what had happened. Work was slow and tedious and by the time it was all over, you were completely exhausted. Hoseok the most energetic and on some occasions the most annoying co-worker you had the pleasure of working with smiled in your direction. Practically skipping over to chat your ear off which usually made you feel better, but you weren’t feeling good at all. The thought of your room slowly flooding and your things being destroyed really put a damper on your work ethic.

You had plans to box everything up and perhaps have it sent to storage while the repairs were underway. Tae had contacted you saying that the maintenance guy came and they had to repair the roof and the ceiling. He also said that he had put your mattress in the sun to dry and would bring it in, when it was dry or before nightfall. This gave you some hope things could get better, putting a little more effort into your work. You would finish it all today you decided, even if you had to stay all night.

Walking inside the apartment you stripped out of your uniform as always and threw them into the washing machine. Stopping yourself from entering your bedroom, you walked into Taehyung’s room, not thinking anything of it. You froze at the sight. Taehyung lay naked, his head back and eyes closed while Alana took care of him. You could see he indeed was  big, bigger than you had thought, and much bigger than your own finger the other night. Sneakily crawling across the room while the two were busy in their activities, you grabbed your over sized sweater and yoga pants before turning to crawl out of the room,trying not to startle or disturb them. 

Turning to exit you paused momentarily in the middle of the room, when you finally gave in to your urges and took a peek. Taehyung had a firm grasp on Alana’s head and was thrusting hard, You could hear Alana gagging at the sheer size of him. The sucking sound squelching as he fucked her throat, as it tried to close around him, rejecting him. What a waste, he should at least be with someone who could take him, you thought. Clearly not you, you weren't any better yourself. 

You escaped, but the images you witnessed had lit a spark between your hips. You headed out, leaving the apartment, deciding it was almost too dangerous to stay. Also it was kind of frustrating and weird to just sit in the living room and listen to the two enjoying themselves. A mix of respecting their privacy and the growing urgency of her own sexual frustration.

Yoongi’s apartment was nice. He was a music producer and worked with many of the latest artists. He was a friend, whom you had a history with, and you were sort of banking on the fact that because of  said ‘history’,he might help you out. 

Knocking on the door, you waited patiently. Min Yoongi wasn’t the type to rush. He answered tiredly and thoroughly confused to see you. "Hey what's up?" 

"Yoongi I need to ask you a favor”

"Okay," he allowed you in with a swing of his arm, stepping back to allow you inside. You barely made it past the threshold before you asked him.

"Remember that time we both got drunk at  Jin’s New Years’ party?"

"Uh, the time we agreed would be better if we didn't talk about?" he eyed you curiously.

"Look I still don't want to talk about it, but did you hate it?"

"No, you sucked my dick why would I hate that?"

"Can I do it again?"

He stared in shock, a little concerned as to why you were really here. "Why?"

"Look I am pent up, and I need a dick in my mouth and I trust  that we can do this and it means nothing at all, you won't call me up to ask me how I am feeling and it won't be awkward. So would you be interested in a free BJ?"

"I mean I don't feel like it, you know? I'm not really in the mood," he shuffled, running his hands through his hair. 

"Oh okay, that's fine then" You nodded and went back to the entryway ready to put on your shoes and leave. Yoongi grabbed your arm, not looking at you, but leading you further inside his apartment.

"Hey woah, I didn't say I wouldn't help. You are frustrated and I don't need it, but I would be more than happy to help you."

You looked at him and he patted the dining room table, "Sit up here, you caught me at a good time. I am hungry," he licked his lip. Carding his fingers through your hair, brushing it off your neck and inhaling the sweet smell of your skin. His dexterous fingers sliding to the front of your jeans as he whispered dirty things into your ear.

“What do you want me to do?” he said, palming and massaging your thighs slowly. You moaned, grabbing his hand and dragging it closer to your core. He retracted his hand back quickly “Use your fucking words or you will get nothing, I don’t want to play” He was set in his ways. Yoongi never messed around nor was he someone for anything implied. He was a man who liked things to be direct and clear. So of course he wanted the same thing when it came to your consent.

“Can you?” you blushed “Eat me out?”

“You want me to taste this pretty pussy baby, I want to thank you for the New Years party,” Yoongi popped the button of your jeans grabbing the tiny slider on your zip between his thumb and forefinger. He not only pulled the slider down the teeth of the zip, he also pressed his knuckles into your skin grinding down against your clothed heat. 

He pushed you to lean back on the table and ripped the denim from your hips and followed with your underwear. He watched you shiver from the cold air and pulled up a seat at the head off the table, his gaze strong. He didn’t bother taking off your sweater as he didn’t feel it necessary. Self-conscious you pulled your knees together and he slapped the curve of your hip in a warning causing you to let your knees fall open again.

“Now I can see how pretty you are glistening in the light, you still want this?” at your verbal confirmation he scooted his chair forward wrapping his arms under your thighs and around to hold them apart. Without hesitation, he dived straight in and your body locked up at the sudden pleasure. It was intense and everything you needed, his pants and growls sounded like he was purring as he pressed his hot mouth against you. 

You loved every minute of it; the way his tongue seemed to move so uniquely and so fast. The way his long thin fingers plunged inside you and curled up, hitting something deep within you that had your hips twitching in response. You were so lost in the feeling and you weren't being quiet. He pulled away panting, resting his cheek against your thigh as he grinning up at you. 

"You taste so sweet" Yoongi breathed, you were shaking and in absolute bliss, something about him devouring you with such gusto made it so much better. After his quick breather, he returned to his task as if it was his civic duty to bring you pleasure. No one had ever been so excited to eat you out. You were so close, your eyes scrunching closed and toes curling. Fantasies of Taehyung playing out in your head, had you releasing the strongest orgasm you had ever experienced.

You came, body tensing in waves and he continued not lowering the pressure until you were completely spent. "I'm not going to lie. I am ready now if you want to continue" Yoongi offered you more. Breathless, your mouth moved saying yes as you nodded, but barely any sound came out. 

He moved you to the couch, casually strolling off to grab a condom from the nearby junk draw. Returning he lowered his sweat pants to his knees and pumped his long length, rolling the thin layer of latex over the head and down to the base. Yoongi’s cock was pretty. He turned to you, and gestured for you to sit on his lap. Yoongi was good at sex, but it just couldn't compare to his expertise in oral pleasure. You remembered Taehyung’s size and frowned. Yoongi had the length but not quite the girth. His voice was deep too, but the tone was off. 

With all your thoughts and imagination on Taehyung, you spurred yourself on, getting closer and closer until you came tightly around Yoongi. Once he was finished he pulled out almost instantly making you feel empty once more. With a content sigh, he gently rolled you off of his lap to lay down on the couch. Tying off the condom, he lifted his sweatpants back into place and moved to the kitchen to dispose of the used contraceptive. "Do you want a drink?"

You nodded your voice too dry from the activities and he sent you a quick smirk.

"Hey, are you two done?" Jimin's voice called from the front door, he was standing in the entrance way, which was blocked off by a divider wall. 

"Oh sorry, Jimin" You pulled your pants back on. Jimin looked between you and raised an eyebrow. 

"So when did you two become a thing?” 

"We aren't, we are bro's and I just needed some help"

"Oh okay," you noticed Jimin's tight pants and you frowned looking at Yoongi, who was looking soft as hell with a gummy grin "I got another round left in me, Jimin come here" the boy beamed and you thanked Yoongi, leaving to give the two men some privacy. 

When you returned it was quiet in the apartment, Alana must have left. You had just started making dinner, receiving a call from Jimin "Hey sorry about walking in on you guys this afternoon. I hope I haven't made things awkward. You don't seem the type to do casual, at least that's not how Tae describes you."

"I am allowed to get horny sometimes, it's not a crime is it?"

"No, you sounded really sexy though, and I was a little jealous that I didn't get to join in." You saw Taehyung had exited his bedroom and was quietly ordering dinner on a phone app and you told Jimin you should go. “Next time if you are horny, you can come to my house.”

“Alright bud, I have to go, but I will keep that in mind.”

"Hey, you came home late?" Taehyung said after waiting for your conversation to end.

"I went to see Yoongi," You added the seasoning to your ramyeon, hoping to finally get a chance to eat.

"Ah his Snap chat makes sense then"

"Why?"

"He is boasting about tongue technology on Snap chat"

"Oh yeah" your voice broke still hoarse from overuse and Tae laughed. 

"Good for you, I was worried you would never get some, my friend, you look happier."

"Thanks, man" This wasn’t what you wanted to hear, but what can you say. Moving through the room to the dining table to eat your dinner, processing your recent actions, which also took place atop a dining table. 

That night you didn’t hear any nightly activities, which meant you fell into a deep sleep. You woke up the next morning and dressed groaning, “Ah my back hurts table oral isn’t very comfortable.” Taehyung coughed into his cereal, he knew you and Yoongi were doing things but you forgot he didn’t know what you two had done specifically but you ignored him. The two of you finished your breakfast before placing your bowls into the kitchen sink and going your separate ways to work.

Work was stressful. You were trying your best and even stayed later than usual. When you arrived home the house was empty, taking the opportunity to follow your usual routine, and even getting to settle into your bed early. 

Woken by the sound of the front door unlocking, the small digital clock on the nightstand read ‘2AM’ in big digital figures. There were giggles, Taehyung and Alana entered the room clearly drunk and shushing each other loudly. 

“We have to be quiet”

“What if she wakes up?”

“It’s okay we are cool, she was doing the same thing just the other day with a friend of mine.”

You heard him unbuckle his trousers, the button popping followed by the zip. Your hearing seemed to enhance each sound bringing a new sensation through your body. The fabric being shed from his body and the accompanied growl, when Alana took him in his mouth. He pulled her off pretty quickly and pumped himself in his hand groaning. It was too dark to see anything but their basic silhouettes in the faint glow of a wall charger. 

You saw him spread her legs wide, the bed moved with a small sound and you heard him groan as he settled between her legs. Her higher sounding whine pissed you off, was it because it sounded fake or because you were jealous. It was making you mad, but you were distracted by his timbre words of encouragement.  

“Oh you feel so fucking good, oh yes so tight,” he paused and pulled back and flipped her over, making sure to bury himself entirely in her once more. You squirmed laying on your stomach trying to mimic the pose she was in. He must have forgotten of your presence or didn’t seem to care, because he slapped her ass hard and continued praising her the whole time. Your imagination went wild and you could almost feel the slap against your skin even though you knew it was all in your head. Finger working quickly, desperate to find your own release. 

This was different, your orgasm was building stronger than you had ever felt before.You didn’t even have enough warning to catch a small whimper of his name. It left your mouth before you could muffle the rest in your pillow, trying to stay completely still even though your body was shaking. You cursed yourself and tried to get some sleep as they continued seemingly unaffected. 

Making your escape early in the mourning, you arrived at the office trying to drown out the thoughts in your head. As always it worked, you were easily distracted. Hoseok was on his day off, so you couldn’t even talk with him about regular office gossip. On the journey home, the thoughts came back quickly, your distraction no more. You stepped through the front door of your apartment and saw the boys all sitting around the lounge room, the place covered in snacks. 

“Hey, you are home” Jimin grinned, leading you to sit down, which wasn't your routine but you were drained physically and mentally.

“Jimin was telling us about the action you and Yoongi had the other day” Seokjin laughed as your eyes flew open and Jimin dropped his head apologizing for letting it slip.

“It’s okay Jimin we are adults and I went to him for help.”

“Yeah but what if something goes wrong, pick some other random guy to get your fix, we don’t need drama within the group” Taehyung scoffed, picking at the hem of his shirt aggressively. What was his problem? Did he think you were going to start a fight amongst your friends, you were adults and knew how to keep things pretty civil. Neither you nor Yoongi had any feelings towards one another.

“Well if you ever need it, we are all willing to help” Namjoon smiled.

“You just want your dick wet” you scoffed standing and walking into your room to get changed. 

“Hey, I won’t say no to that,” Seokjin grinned; Namjoon’s face was slightly pink. 

You all had a great time talking and drinking and after a shower, you went to bed cuddling in your blankets. Returning from his shower Taehyung asked. “Hey, are you awake?” 

Contemplating whether to respond you decided you should “Yeah what’s up?”

“I was wondering um about last night?”

“You must have come home pretty late I didn’t even hear you?”

“You said my name” he stated and you blinked shocked

“I say your name all the time, what do you mean?”

“You were awake last night and you said my name” he breathed noticing how tense you were and how weird you sounded.

“I don’t remember you coming home, were you talking, maybe I heard your voice and responded automatically, I had a weird dream though, that you were running away from a murderer or something and you were hurt.”

He sighed softly, not wanting to push you, even if he had been madly in love with you this whole time. He could wait, no matter how long it took. He had waited a few years now so he was in it for the long run.

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Pairing ➺ Roommate!Tom Holland x Reader

Warning ➺ Bold text is the reader’s thoughts, italics are Tom’s & SMUT & choking kink

Word Count ➺  2,677

Summary ➺  The LA heat isn’t the only thing leaving Tom hot and bothered.

A/N ➺ So sorry for the day late update! I was editing the grammar and etc etc. I will also try to upload two more times this weekend before monday when I officially start school again. I will post updates every now and then during the school year. If anything I’ll just queue stuff to keep my page active.

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Today has got to be one of the hottest days of summer. Day by day instead of the temperature slowly going down to 90 degrees, it was always stuck at 100. The cherry on top? The air conditioning was out for the entire building, quite the luck right?

In this type of weather, it’s best of to free roam without any clothes. That’s only if you’re alone or live alone. In this case, (Y/N) had a roommate. Which meant that was always not an option, except when he was out of town.

Tom Holland

The twenty-three year old from southwest London, he has been living with her for almost a year. He had came to the beautiful city of Los Angeles for school and maybe after, an acting career.

(Y/N) didn’t have any classes today but when your plan to sleep in is interrupted by the extreme heat wave leaving your room to feel like a sauna, how can you sleep in? She reached for her phone that was resting on her nightstand unplugging it from the charger.

12:47 flashed across the lock screen along with a few notifications being from a miss call and a voicemail from her landlord, along with few instagram and twitter notifications.

"The air conditioning is out for the entire building, it won’t get fixed till tomorrow sorry for the inconvenience.”

Seriously? Great.

She rolled out of bed in desperate need for a cool shower, maybe from now on sleeping in hoodies during the summer isn’t a great idea. The moment her feet touched the floor it was warmer than ever, usually it would be cold and resulting in why she’d use socks. 

Before heading to the bathroom she picked out a black cami along with some pj shorts, well you could honestly call these booty shorts. (Y/N) didn’t have a problem with showing little skin, I mean Tom does it all the time. 

Walking around with either a pair of grey sweats or basketball shorts hanging dangerously low on his hips, his v line prominent along with his abs. There were times she caught herself staring for no longer than a minute or two.

The heat of summer didn’t need to be around to leave her hot and bothered. Tom does it with or without the heat.

He can take me anyway-no! Stop thinking about him in that way!

(Y/N) slowly opened her bedroom door peeking out into the hallway unsure if Tom was still asleep or not. She quickly entered the bathroom, shutting the door quietly then locked it.

After her long cool shower (Y/N) wandered to the kitchen, she kept quiet not wanting to wake Tom if he was still in his room.

How could someone sleep through this heat? Maybe I should wake him up.

Now here she stood in front of him bedroom contemplating if she should knock or not. Maybe it’s best to let him sleep right? He has woken me up on several occasions... I guess it’s right to make it even?

No, let him sleep.

(Y/N) walked away for a second only to retrace her steps to knock on his door softly “Tom?” no answer. Tom was somewhat of a deep sleeper, on most days.

“Tom?”

Just grab the spare key... he does it all the time why shouldn’t I?

Days when Tom would randomly wake her up. Being most days he’d grab the spare key that opens both their doors and burst in without knocking.

Her hand wrapped around the handle testing to see it was locked or not, but to her surprise it wasn’t. She twisted it slowly pushing it open just enough for her to peek in.

Empty.

Huh, he must’ve gone to his classes then.

(Y/N) shrugged closing his bedroom door and moved onto the kitchen. She fixed herself a quick snack before settling in the living room with the windows slightly open.

Even though the wind was just hot air, at least there was wind right? She threw her hair up into a ponytail annoyed with the hair sticking to the back of her neck. She fixed her attention on her phone, attempting to use it as a distraction from scorching heat.

(Y/N) got up to grab a popsicle, hopefully this will help cool her down.

Is this what hell feels like? No thank you satan.

Tom quickly unlocked the front door craving nothing more than a cool shower. After walking in this hell on earth heat, kicking his shoes off and tossing his backpack onto their dining room table. In the corner of his eye he could see (Y/N) sitting on the kitchen countertop.

“Hey.” Tom chimed causing (Y/N) to lift her gaze from her phone, “Hey! Didn’t hear you come in.” she took in his appearance, grey sweatpants along with a tight dark grey top. 

(Y/N) pulled the popsicle out with a pop keeping eye contact with Tom. 

Maybe it was the heat, or maybe it was because she was using a cami that hugged her chest in all the right ways. But whatever the reason was, Tom was feeling hotter than ever. He stood there for a moment watching as she took the popsicle pass her lips moaning lightly at the taste of the fruity solid.

“I-I’m gonna go take a uh shower.” Tom squeaked quickly turning the corner into the bathroom slamming it shut loudly brining (Y/N) smirked to herself. 

That was bold.

Tom quickly locked the door stripping his clothes moving to the shower to turn the dial to the coldest temperature. For two reasons, because he needed to wash off all this sweat. And, take care of something else. 

Holy shit.

He’d be lying if he said he doesn’t think of (Y/N) when he was taking care of his needs. It goes the same way with (Y/N), the days Tom is out of town she can be as loud as she want. Allowing Tom’s name to slip past her lips with ease and no worry of being caught.

His hand wrapped around his shaft letting out a shaking breath as the cold water rolled down his back. He began to pump it slowly allowing his head to hang low.

Maybe it was the way she called him “Tommy.” full of innocence but the gleam in her eyes said other wise. Or when she’d come home from the gym or from a run around the neighborhood, he couldn’t help but stare at her chest.

Fuckin’ hell.

Tom began to pick up his pace, wanting nothing more than a quick release.

It was the little things. Like when they’d be cooking and how they hands graze against one another for a brief moment. Or when they’d be watching a movie and how she’d rest her legs over his lap. When she’d just hangout in his bed when he was working on an essay.She was beyond gorgeous.

He let out a low groan resting his head against the tiled wall letting out a shaky breath.

It was just (Y/N) in general that always had him worked up. 

Holy shit.

The two spent the rest of their afternoon in their rooms, (Y/N) was typing up her physiology essay and highlighting a passage for english. As for Tom, he just hung out in his room mindlessly scrolling through instagram and twitter. 

Once she wrapped up her final sentence of her essay she shut her laptop closed grabbed her phone and headed to Tom’s room. (Y/N) liked to hangout in his room whenever she was done with homework or needed a break. It was around dinner time so she needed him vote on dinner.

“Hey.” 

(Y/N) hopped onto Tom’s bed, “So Chinese or Pizza?” she looked up at Tom for a second then back to her screen scrolling through their dinner options. Looking over the top of her phone she noticed he was wearing sweatpants, 

“Aren’t you hot?”

Tom’s eyes widened slightly, “Huh?” (Y/N) sat upright against the headboard giving him a confused expression, “I said aren’t you hot? I mean, you’re wearing sweatpants.” his mouth formed an o understanding what she meant by ‘Aren’t you hot?’

“No.”

She leaned forward tilting her head slightly, “So.. Chinese or Pizza?”

“Whatever you want.” He shrugged paying no attention, well trying not to pay any attention to (Y/N). She noticed he was acting a little more strange and quieter than usual. He was cracking any jokes, he was keeping his distance causing a frown to tug at her lips.

“What’s wrong? Is it a class or the heat? You’ve been so quiet the entire day.”

No it’s you.

(Y/N) frowned in confusion “Oh, I’m sorry I’m annoying you. I’ll go.” Tom’s eyes widened in panic, did he really just say that out loud? Before she could get off the bed he reached for her wrist tugging it back lightly.

“Don’t apologize, it’s just.... seeing you walk around in barley anything, and when you were eating that popsicle. It’s so fucking hot I just want to-”

Tom bit his tongue holding back from saying anymore, not wanting to scare (Y/N) off if she didn’t feel the same way or wanted what he wanted. 

She leaned forward resting her hand on his thigh, “Do what Tommy?” her voice feign with innocents but lust filled her eyes the devil was dancing happily behind her (Y/E/C).

“Kiss you...” his voice barley a whisper but loud enough for (Y/N) to hear she nodded slowly encouraging him to go on squeezing his thigh lightly. 

It was always these grey sweatpants that made her feel a certain way, wanting nothing more than to straddle his lap and make a mess out of herself. Lust clouded her eyes as need ran through her veins, she could feel herself growing excited.

“I’d fuck you, oh I’d have you screaming my name.” 

(Y/N) moved to straddle one of his thighs resting her hands on his broad naked shoulders, Tom’s hands moved to hold her hips brushing his thumb against her exposed skin.

“So what are you waiting for?” she dared leaning forward to close the gap between them as Tom met her halfway capturing her lips. The room felt hotter than ever, her hands moved to his hair tugging at the brunette curls as a low groan escaped Tom’s lips.

She began grind down onto his lap taking Tom by surprise, his right hand moved to grip her hair tugging back lightly to break their kiss “A needy one aren’t you?” he said with a smirk as (Y/N) responded with a pout nodding in agreement. 

“Look at you making a mess.” 

Even without looking down she knew what Tom meant, there was a line of her arousal which only fueled his need. He played with the hem of her cami brushing his finger’s against her hot skin, he was quick to change their position so that she was laying on her back. 

He pressed kisses onto her hot skin leaning back to tug her cami off and sending it to the floor, he stared at her for a second taking in her beauty watching as (Y/N)  moved her hands to her chest.

“None of that darling, you’re gorgeous.” 

Tom pressed a kiss to the back of her hand as she retracted it slowly to rest at her side, his free hand gripped the other as he began to slowly suck on your already harden nipple. Hit bit down on it lightly causing her to let out an airy moan.

He pulled away with a pop continuing to leave kisses on your skin, kissing the stretch marks that painted your hips “So gorgeous darling, a true work of art.” her heart fluttered lightly. No one had done or told her what Tom just did, he really is gonna be the death of me.

“Tom please, I’m sure there will be a next time. I just need you in me please?”

A smirk tugged at his lips his hands placed on both sides of her head, he tilted his head slightly “What makes you think there’s gonna be a next time?” (Y/N) hummed raising her knee to rub against his bulge.

“Why wouldn’t there be?”

Tom quickly moved off the bed searching his night draw for a condom, (Y/N) removed the rest of her clothing tossing it to the floor. She leaned back on her elbows watching Tom strip, her eyes widened as his shaft hit his lower stomach.

“What?” he asked worriedly noticing the change in her expression.

(Y/N) shook her head, “I-I didn’t think you’d be that big..” he was bigger than her last two ex’s, and that just boosted Tom’s confidence even more. 

Once Tom rolled the condom onto his shaft he situated himself between her legs, he gave his length a few pumps sliding the tip from her entrance to her clit tapping it lightly earning a small airy moan from (Y/N). 

He slowly slipped in and out of her entrance, (Y/N) wrapped her legs around his waist “Please just go deeper Tommy.” she mewled looking up at him with such innocences but Tom was quick to oblige thrusting in till he was fully in her. 

Slowly beginning with deep slow strokes allowing her to adjust to his size before quickly picking up the pace, he left hand rest on her hips as his right began to kneed her right breast. Ever so often his fingers would graze her throat, she hoped he would just wrap his hand around it. 

“Fuck.” Tom groaned leaning down to pepper sloppy kisses against her neck sucking on her skin lightly but enough for it to create a little mark, he moved his way up her jaw and finally to her lips.

The kiss was sloppy yet hot, their teeth clashing against one another lust ran through their veins their moans bounced off the walls of his room. (Y/N) grabbed Tom’s wrist moving it from her breast to her throat, she could see the devil dancing happily behind his eyes.

“Want me to choke you darling?” Tom teased placing his hand at her throat resting it there for a moment watching her nod eagerly. (Y/N) eyes rolled back feeling Tom apply light pressure “Tom.” she moaned as her walls clenched around him.

Tom continued to thrust in and out of her as the familiar knot began to form her toes curled and her back arched into his chest “Mhm Tommy.” she groaned her vision was hazy but as Tom applied a little more pressure to her throat she was about to lose it.

The sun was slowly setting, adding an orange hue to the room. Tom dipped his head down to capture her sweet lips muffling their moans slowly trailing down to her neck leaving a few more marks that would last a couple days. 

“I-I- I’m gonna..” (Y/N) whispered Tom used his free hand to rub quick figure 8′s on her clit helping her to her climax. He could feel clench around him “C’mon darling.” a loud scream slipped past her lips her orgasm ripping through her body once again. 

Tom’s pace began to grow sloppy, reaching his climax no too long after (Y/N). He stayed in her for a moment before pulling out tugging off the condom and tossing it in the trash that rest in the corner of her room. 

(Y/N) laid there for a moment catching her breath, her hand rest on her throat smiling at the feeling. Tom joined her back in bed peppering kisses of her shoulder, they were both sweating like crazy. This activity would work during winter when their heater goes out.

“So..” Tom began “..are you free tomorrow?” (Y/N) rose a brow at him she knew where he was going with the question. 

“Depends, what for?” 

He shrugged lightly “Wanna go on a date? I don’t want you to think I just want you for sex.. I’ve wanted to ask you out for the longest time but I was to-” she kissed him sweetly cutting him off from his rambling.

“I’d love to Tommy.”

[amazingmsme]

You’ve seen Umbrella Academy right? Got any headcanons for the siblings? :D

YES I DO! I LOVE THEM ALL SO MUCH! I'll do headcanons in order of their numbers. Putting it under the cut cause I got carried away & they got longer than expected 

Luther-my big boy-he's always really serious & so the others will try to do everything they can to make him laugh-like it's a game they play & whoever makes him laugh wins-one time Klaus won just by screaming "LOOK WHAT I CAN DO!" & just fucking decked Diego right in the face. Luther couldn't stop laughing for 5 minutes straight-when they would get too loud & their dad was gonna get onto them, he always tried to take the fall-he's a big ol softie-totally cries like a baby when any animal in a movie dies-his favorite food is lasagna. He'll eat the whole pan by himself if no one's watching him, so Grace usually had to make two just in case-his laugh is really loud & booming. Allison likes to tease him that it shakes the whole room-being the "oldest" he likes to pick on all the rest of them, even now when they're all adults -he's the biggest tickle monster ever omg he'll just scoop up anyone that's near & doesn't let them go until he feels like they've had enough-he's ticklish too tho, & if you think his siblings don't take advantage of that you're dead wrong-his underarms are definitely his worst. Whenever he holds something above one of their heads they just dig their fingers in under his arm & it comes crashing down

Diego-the angstiest lad-he would always wrestle with Luther when they were kids & pouted when Luther won-if he gets over excited or emotional his stutter will come back for a few seconds-he played the knife game a lot & one time accidentally stabbed his hand. Five & Klaus laughed their asses off as he cried & Grace had to doctor his hand-he always acts super tough & broody all the time but actually is a pretty sweet dork-he isn't the biggest fan of his laugh so he has a fake chuckle he uses instead. His family are all like "wtf that's not how you sound"-you ever heard Tom Hardy laugh? That's what he sounds like-it's really high pitched & bubbly -it embarrasses him so it takes effort to get him laughing like that, but if they ever want to hear it they just have to squeeze his knee & he falls back in loud laughter-he tries to act like he's not ticklish & will hold out for as long as he can before he gives up-his hips and thighs are the worst & he gets so desperate it's adorable-like he'll be a begging pleading mess after only a few seconds-no lie he pulled a knife on Five when he snuck up on him & squeezed his hips-he gets embarrassed about how ticklish he is & if anyone teases him about it he blushes SO hard

Allison-my cool daughter-she's literally so caring but doesn't always know how best to show it-the Mom Friend-after mending her relationship with Vanya they have sleepovers like once a month-if any of the siblings are sick she makes a big pot of soup-would kill for Claire if need be-the master of hide & seek cause she's played it so much with her daughter-a very teasy ler-she'll wiggle her fingers at you to let you know what's coming before chasing you-100% calls herself the tickle monster-has the sweetest laugh ever-her neck & knees are her sweet spots but her stomach is a close second-will literally screech if you scratch behind her ears

Klaus-the very definition of disaster gay(pan)-either looks like a trash ass hobo or an utter king, there's no in between-after he gets sober he practices his abilities practically day & night with Ben so he can summon Dave-once he finally does they hold each other for so long & Klaus cries for 15 minutes straight before he's able to speak coherently -Dave stays pretty consistently after that, tho not as much as Ben-the fact that no one ever takes him seriously actually hurts his feelings a good bit but he's Klaus so he can't let them know it affects him-pretty secretive about his power cause he doesn't like talking about it-tried his best to keep his ptsd a secret from the others but Diego picked right up on the signs & once things calmed down after the apocalypse he told the rest of the family-after getting better with his ability he summoned Ben so that the others could see him. He was the only one not to cry cause he's used to seeing him constantly(but he did tear up from seeing everyone so emotional)-says the most random things whether he's high or not-once ate a tube of toothpaste because he refused to go to the store & buy groceries -a very bouncy & giggly boy-just has so much pent up energy-everyone always gangs up on him cause he says something annoying or just cause-low key does things to provoke his siblings-if you get his ribs or underarms, congrats you've killed him-his feet are pretty bad as well-but his hips are def the worst. & since he's so skinny all you have to do is drill your thumbs into the bone to drive him up the wall insane-now that Ben can actually touch him without phasing through him he totally tickles him all the time-Klaus honestly likes being tickled cause he thinks it's fun & it helps him relax-but you better watch out, cause as he likes to say, karma is one hell of a bitch-he's super teasy, but in like a casual way? Like he can destroy someone while also having a completely normal conversation. He'll even sh them if they're laughing too loud!-loves to act oblivious while tickling you. He'll be all "why are you laughing, I'm not that funny! Oh I'm sorry, does that tickle? I didn't even notice"

Five-he's a very feisty boi-ultimate sass master -literally has a comeback for everything-he's really touch starved after spending so much time alone in the apocalypse -time traveling fucked with his brain so he mutters incoherently to himself a lot-hates that he appears younger than his siblings because he's older & wiser damnit!-uses his young appearance to his advantage tho, so it has its ups & downs-ever since his rediscovery of puppy dog eyes he can get almost whatever he wants-he can hide anywhere cause of his small size, so good luck trying to find him-misses Delores with all his heart. With his messed up mind he saw her as an actual person & losing her hurt him -he uses his ability to trap & corner his siblings so that he can attack them-like Diego or someone will tease him & try to sprint away only for Five to pop up in the doorway leaning casually like "oh I'm sorry, did you think I'd let you get away with that?" before he tickles him-he will show absolutely No Mercy, once he gets a hold of you, he won't let go until he feels like it-also uses his ability to dodge out of family tickle fights cause he knows they'll get him if he doesn't -like Klaus, he's also ganged up on, & it's even easier since he's tiny compared to the rest of them-his laugh is a really loud cackle & his eyes & nose scrunch up a lot, it's adorable-he swears like a sailor when tickled & thrashes around, but nothing really helps-he claims he's "too old for this shit" but Luther's like "you're never too old for this" before straight up murdering him

Ben-my dead son-it's hard for him to see all of his family but being unable to interact with them-he just wishes he can hug them & talk to them one more time-when Klaus finally made it happen, he was so overjoyed it was the sweetest thing ever-sick & tired of all the hentai jokes unless he's the one making them-used to be embarrassed about his power but now realizes how cool he is-was already bffs with Klaus when he was alive but they've gotten closer now that he died-pretty easy going & wants to have fun-helped keep everyone together & kept them from tearing each other's throats out, so once he hit the dust the family just kinda drifted apart-the fact that he has powers helps him stay around even when Klaus is high. Plus he's just stubborn & doesn't want to leave -gets kinda sad when he sees the other kids messing around & targeting each other cause he can only watch-his worst spots are his back, stomach & hips & he basically will go limp if you tickle him, he just gives up-has really breathy laughter-will tear up 5 seconds after laughing my precious boy-after he gets the hang of his powers, Klaus surprised him out of nowhere & attacked him for no reason-he claimed he was making up for lost time but Ben said he was just being mean-he'd be lying tho if he said he didn't enjoy every second of it

Vanya-my sweet baby dear, poor child-she's only just now learning to love herself-has major trust issues, & the shit with Harold did NOTHING to help-cried for like a week after the apocalypse cause she just feels so guilty & sorry-mended her relationship with Allison & loves her sister so much-almost cried when Claire called her Aunt Vanya-very claustrophobic-as much as she loves classical music, she also really loves classic & alternative rock-Diego literally had to beg her to play The Devil Went Down to Georgia but he managed to convince her & everyone was #shook-gets really embarrassed when anyone compliments her about anything & tries to deny it-apologizes over the smallest things. Allison told her she doesn't have to & she's trying to break the habit-really enjoys practicing with her power now that she knows she has it. She's gotten a lot better at controlling it-still pretty scared of Luther. He's apologized for everything & she forgave him but she can't help but flinch if he moves too quickly towards her, & it kinda breaks his heart -even more touch starved than Five cause while he had a childhood with the others, she was isolated & alone & had very little contact. It wasn't until after the apocalypse that she experienced a true genuine hug-always got sad when the others would play around & laugh & have fun cause it was one more thing she wasn't included in, so she's used to just hiding away by herself to practice -was barely ever the target during a tickle fight so she barely even remembers what it feels like-she honestly thinks she's grown out of it(spoiler alert: she hasn't)-a tickle fight breaks out while she's reading in the living room & out of habit she tries to go to her room cause she's used to disappearing without being noticed but Five teleports in front of her & is like um where the hell do you think you're going?-so she's like "to go read?" & by this point they have Allison & Diego's attention & Five's all "so you think you can just slink away scot free?" She tells him she's not ticklish & he belts out a laugh "I seem to remember otherwise" "well you're also like 60 so..." & that's how they found out she's still extremely ticklish-they never let her live it down-I mean they gotta make her feel included right? So it would be rude not to-her ears/neck, sides, & feet are death spots, she can't handle it-not much of a ler, but when she is she uses her skilled musician's hands to utterly wreck you, but overall she's pretty gentle-when she hears laughter her powers kinda go nuts(it's just a genuinely pure sound so she tends to really focus on it)& if it's her own laughter then it's even harder for her to control her abilities cause that fact makes her embarrassed & jittery so it takes her a while to calm down

Sorry this took so long, I've been pretty busy! But I had such a blast writing these so if you'd like to hear more or just want to talk about UA hit me up cause I'm always down to screech about my children(you can probably tell who my favorites are based off the length of each of their headcanons)

[aclusterofstuff]

Frenemies (Eddie Vedder fanfiction)

Chapter 4

"Hey" A deep voice called out to a sleeping Sabrina.

He was met with no reply so he decided to speak once again. "I said hello! Would you wake up already you stupid cockroach?" The voice said more rashly this time, causing Sabrina to stir around.

She didn't have to open up her eyes to know who it was. "Leave me alone short stuff" Sabrina mumbled sleepily.

"I'm going to give you about five seconds before I get out a cold glass of water that would compliment your hair very nicely" Eddie warned her with his arms crossed.

Sabrina's lips turned upwards slightly. "Aww are you trying to sweet talk me hobo?" She teased him.

"Five"

"Four"

"Three"

"Two-" He was cut off by Sabrina raising her hand to lightly punch him in his stomach.

The blow was soft but enough for him to stumble back a little bit, that's when Sabrina decided to sit up. "Don't tell me what to do, ever" Sabrina warned him before standing up off the couch and brushing past him, bumping into his shoulder.

Eddie's eyebrows furrowed and his mouth stayed at the same amused stance as before. "Don't sleep on the couch some of us would like to relax there and we can't do that if you are taking the whole thing up" Eddie huffed out. looking over his shoulder to look at her.  

"A fat joke? That's a low blow even for you" Sabrina replied nonchalantly as she was walking into the kitchen.

Eddie crossed his arms then turned to look at her. "That's not what I meant and you know that"

Sabrina got a spare lighter out of the junk drawer in the kitchen then dug into her pocket to get out what was Eddie's past pack of cigarette's before he 'gave them to her'. Sabrina got out one single cigarette and then poured a glass of juice before lightening up the white stick.

She alternated between smoking and drinking from the plastic cup. Sabrina took another puff of her cigarette before her eyes widened as big as saucers. "What time is it?" Sabrina asked worriedly.

Eddie shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know do I look like a personal clock to you?" Eddie fired back, sticking his hands into his jean pockets.

Sabrina set down the drink and threw her cigarette into the sink. "I'm fuckin serious asshole" Sabrina huffed out to the brunette boy.

"I'll go check" Eddie murmured before walking off to find any sort of clock around there, which he found in the living room above the tv.

He memorized the time before coming back to the panicked girl, who's heart was beating in her chest harshly, anxiety filling her veins. "It's nine o'five " Eddie told her.

Sabrina put her head into her hands and let out a groan. "Are you kidding me? I have to be at work in twenty minutes! What am I even still doing here!" Sabrina exclaimed, completely mad at herself.

She grabbed her keys from the rack above the door and slipped on her shoes as she walked outside. She almost fell while doing it, but she got it done. Eddie watched the girl with a straight face, not in any way happy that she was clearly upset by this. He in some way felt like he should say something, but he didn't have enough time to because she was out the door in the blink of an eye. Sabrina opened the car door and practically hopped inside before shoving the key into the ignition.

As she turned it she expected to be met with the loud roaring of her muffler, but was met with short huffs before it died out completely. Sabrina's jaw dropped and she let out a scream. "Right fucking now? Now of all fucking times?" Sabrina yelled out to her car, throwing her hands up in the air before she slammed them on her wheel.

She attempted to start the car up again, only to be met with the same little muffles that died out after three seconds. Sabrina couldn't believe her luck, it's like everything goes so well for a couple months before it all goes back to crap. "You piece of shit!" Sabrina barked to her car, slamming her hand on the dashboard.

A couple knocks on her window made her head jerk up from her steering wheel. Her new found enemy said something but it was muffled by the thick glass, so she opened up her car door to hear what he had to say. "Yelling isn't going to fix it you know" Eddie sighed out to her, his eyes not giving her the usual death glares she had become used to.  

"I don't want to hear it right now" Sabrina weakly replied, feeling tears well up in her eyes.  

There was no way she was gonna let him see her like this so she tried to think of anything else to make the feeling go away. Everything is going bad, can't one thing go right? There's abso-fuckin-lutely no way I will have the money to get this fixed.

Sabrina's shoulders were slumped and her head hung low as she basked in the thought of having to pay for fixing the car, along with the real life fear of getting fired from her job for missing yet another day. "Where do you need to go?" Eddie asked seriously.

"I don't want a ride from you, I hate you" Sabrina responded quietly, not bothering to put back up her rude facade.

Eddie looked at her with sad eyes. "I hate you just as much but I can't watch another human being look as hopeless as you without feeling at least a little bad. You know assuming that you are actually human and not a demon"

"I think I'm somewhere in between" Sabrina countered gaining back a bit of confidence, making Eddie hold back a sigh of relief that she wasn't going to cry.

He nodded his head over to his car that was parked in front of the house. "Come on. You sulking is just gonna waste more time" Eddie told her, before he dangled his car keys in front of her face .

Sabrina licked her lips and stood up from her crappy car, sticking the keys into her pocket as she did so. Before she walked away from the car she kicked the drivers door with her foot harshly, needing to get out that last bit of anger at the car. "I don't even have my uniform, I haven't brushed my teeth or combed my hair" Sabrina complained as he lead her to the car.

"I'll stop at your house. You do have to tell me where it is though and be fast. I need to get home before Stone does so I can still have the spot in front of the house" Eddie said to her before he got into the drivers seat.

Sabrina got into the passengers seat and gave him directions quietly and he followed suit. The drive was only a few minutes and Sabrina bolted into her house as fast as lightening to get ready quickly, throwing on her uniform and putting her hair up into a ponytail all while trying to brush her teeth at the same time.  

Four minutes flat and she was back in his car, slightly out of breath after rushing so hard. "Where do you work?" Eddie asked her, starting up his car once again.

She told him the exact directions and he did them perfectly. "Who knew that short men were good at driving? I would think their legs would be to short to reach the peddles and it would slow them down but here you are proving me wrong this morning" Sabrina teased.

Eddie rolled his eyes at her. "I didn't know cockroaches had morning breath but I was also proven wrong about that this morning. You learn something new everyday" Eddie shot back easily before purposefully making the next turn sloppy so she would jerk in her seat, which she did and almost banged her head on the glass window.

"There it is! Right there!" Sabrina told Eddie urgently, pointing to the brick building that was the bakery.

Eddie slid into the parking lot in a rush, before he slammed down on the breaks. "Get out, demon. I expect my cigarettes back later on today." Eddie told her.

"Go ahead there's only two left. I would thank you but I didn't ask you to do this in the first place, you decided to take me to work, therefore I owe you nothing." Sabrina answered opening up the car door with a grin on her face.

Eddie didn't think he was going to get a thank you anyways so he wasn't annoyed by it at all. "Well I hope your day at work is absolutely awful, now get out my car" Eddie said with the same grin.

The look on their faces and what they were saying didn't match up, there was almost an unspoken moment of kindness although their words said otherwise. Both of them knew in that moment their words were only just that, just words. Not holding any meaning.

"I hope your tire pops" Sabrina countered before she hopped out of his car and walked away.

Before Eddie drove away he called out to her. "Oh and find your own ride home because there is no way I'm going to do it!" Eddie yelled out to her.  

Sabrina laughed lightly and looked back at him, throwing away his harsh words. "I get off at five thirty"

Eddie said nothing and drove away as she opened the door to the bakery, getting ready for the long day of work a head of her.

And at five thirty, he was there in front of her bakery once again, neither one of them speaking of the nice act as he dropped her off in front of her small apartment. The only words being spoken were small teases and directions.

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A/N: The end of this chapter! Hope you don't think their banter gets too harsh sometimes, sometimes I'm doubtful of what I should add in. Thank you for reading!!!!!!!!

[imagination-of-a-melted-bitch]

It’s A Hate-Hate Thing {Lim Changkyun} ~Happy One Month!!~

Part 2

Prompt: Y/N and Changkyun have been fighting for two years and their friends are tired of it, so they take matters into their own hands and handcuff Changkyun and Y/N together hoping it will help them get over whatever they have been fighting for, for the last two years, the only problem is: Y/N has no clue what is it herself.

Pairing: Changkyun x Reader

Word Count: 5.2k

Warning: smut, rough sex, 

|| Requests Open || Smut Game 1 || Smut Game 2 || BTS Masterlist || GOT7 Masterlist ||

**This is hands down the longest story I’ve written with an actual plot and smut scene~

“You’ve got to be shitting me,” I sigh, shaking my head in disbelief at the trick my friends had pulled. “Why the hell is he here?” I nod toward Changkyun, receiving an eye roll. “I thought we came out to have a good time.” I shade, crossing my arms, both Changkyun and I look toward the rest of the guys waiting for an explanation.

“Well, see what had happened was-” Minhyuk starts, scratching the back of his neck, looking at the others for help.

“We just wanted you guys to-” Jooheon smiles, and claps his hands together as if that explained everything. “You know...get along,” he nervously chuckles, stepping back to hide behind Shownu.

“Listen, we care about you guys a lot but we can never all hang out with both of you because you guys always find some way to ruin it.” Shownu sighs, crossing his arms with a stern look on his face. I shift under his glare, looking down toward the ground. “So, tonight we're all going to go bowling and everyone is going to get along-”

“And if we don’t?” Changkyun challenges and Shownu’s lips curl into a smirk, his eyes narrowing at the annoying ass maknae.

“You’ll see. It’s a last resort but if it comes to it, it’ll be the only solution.” He shrugs and the other members laugh, they were up to something.

The night went on along swimmingly until Changkyun had to go and open his big ass mouth, making a comment on how I rolled the ball. “Are you fucking serious?” I snark at him, “Is everything I do wrong in your eyes? Do I breathe too hard? Do I blink too long? Are my strides too long?” I poke, stabbing my finger into his chest, shaking in anger. “Honestly, why do you do this? I just wanted to have a job time with all of you and here you come being a smart-ass.” I shake my head, taking a step back knowing I was causing a scene, I grab my jacket and purse. “I’m gonna go, sorry for ruining the night guys.” I give Changkyun one last look shaking my head at the small smirk on his face.

“Wonho put me down!” I screeched, kicking my legs, pounding my fist against his back, having no success in getting him to set me down. “You could’ve at least let me put on appropriate clothes!” I scold, referring to the tight tank top I wore and the boy shorts I had slipped on right before bed.

“We’ve seen you in worse.” I gasp, growing embarrassed at the memory of drunkenly undressing myself in front of them, screaming ‘Dance for you’ at the top of my lungs as I claimed I was giving them a lap dance.

“You guys should’ve stopped me.”

“Oh we did, it was right after you pulled your dress over your head, remember?” He teased, softly patting my ass.

“You know I don’t remember anything besides my 'lap dance’!” I scold again, finally being put down after being brought downstairs to the living room, all the other members sitting there, seeming to be waiting for us. Wonho finally sat me down on the couch right next to Changkyun with a satisfied look on his face. “What the hell is going on?” I groan, scooting away from the tiredly mumbling Changkyun, who also scooted away from me after noticing I had done the same to him.

“We’re getting to the bottom of this. Now!” Kihyun snarled playfully, putting his hands on his hips. “Now it’s been two years…Changkyun, my son, why do you act like such a jackass to Y/N, our friend?” Everyone looks at him,

“Now, Kihyun that is an excellent question,” I smirk but a warning glare from Hyungwon wipes the smirk from my face and I look back toward Changkyun waiting for his answer.

“The real question is why is she such a whiny bitch?” My eyes widen and my mouth drops jaw locking. Despite our two years of 'feuding’ he had never stooped so low, not like I was hurt, just surprised he had it in him. “She’s always here! It’s always Y/N this and Y/N that! Like how the hell did she even get the invitation to live here? Was I left out of the member meeting or something because I don’t remember ever agreeing to have her stay here!” Changkyun finishes throwing his hand in the air, which Wonho catches snapping a cuff around his wrist. “What the fuck?” My eyes widen in realization and I go to run only to run right into Shownu. Without a complaint I sit back down and with a long sigh hold my wrist up, Wonho happily snapping the other cuff around it. “Oh no, no, no!” Changkyun shakes his head pulling at the cuffs,

“There’s no point, these are Minhyuk’s sexy time cuffs,” I hold up my wrist, actually laughing at the faux black fur that decorated each cufflink.

“Well, I can’t be handcuffed to her.” He spits, eyes quickly flickering toward me,

“Well you will be for twenty-four hours or until you two can get along.” Shownu smiles and grabs his car keys from bowl off the coffee table,

“The hell are you guys going?” I follow all six on them to the door, each of them waving before rushing off with a mouthed 'good luck’.

“Have fun you two!” Minhyuk smiles, slamming the door behind him.

“Well….” I shrugged standing up,

“Why aren’t you freaking out? Oh, I know why, because I’m actually a tolerable person unlike you.” He sarcastically smiles.

“Well, all I was to say was I know where the key is,” I shrug, sitting back down, Changkyun pulling the chain of the cuffs, holding it up in front of my face.

“Unless you want to hear my mouth all day, because we’re not going to learn to get along, I suggest we go look for that key.” We stand up at the same time and I head for the stairs, him having no choice but to follow very closely behind.

“Damn can a girl breath?” I tease, as I feel his breath on the back of my neck, out footsteps very awkward and shuffled on the stairs.

“Trust me, I will never by choice be this close to you again.” I flip him off once we get to the top of the stairs, now walking side by side toward Minhyuk and Hyungwon’s shared room. I push open the door, ticking my head at the suspected cleanliness. Changkyun follows me, and I walk toward Minhyuk’s bed, instructing Changkyun to do the same. I lay flat on my stomach, using my other hand to reach under the bed, hand clasping around a small box. I squeal and pull out from under the bed, moving to my knees like Changkyun sat. I open the box, searching through its contents before finding the small key with a carved 'b’ on it. I unlock my cuff and smile at the confused Changkyun before attaching the cuff to the end of Minhyuk’s bed.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Changkyun growls wrapping his hand around his fist, pulling at the cuffs.

“I’ll let you go on one condition…” I stand up, making sure to take the small key and box with me as I moved across the room, sitting on Hyungwon’s bed. “You have to tell me why you don’t like me.” I wave the key at him, smirking as he pulled at the cuffs again.

“I hate you because you do shit like this…Y/N let me go!” He barks and I actually jump, eyes widen at how deep he was able to go.

“Not until you tell me!” I say in a sing song voice, “And yes, we do have all day.” Changkyun stares at me, shoulders rising and falling with each deep breath he took. His jaw was locked and he looked seriously pissed off, I would’ve considered letting him out but I had to know why he didn’t like me. “All you have to do is tell me why,”

He looks at me and pulls at the cuffs again, weighing his options. “Why do you care so much? Will my reason for not liking you solve world hunger?”

“No, but maybe if I knew why you didn’t like me, I could fix it.” I was always the one who tried to fix things between us, having no legitimate reason to dislike him besides him disliking me. "Look, Changkyun, honestly? I don't hate you, I don't dislike you, I only retaliate with the feelings you show me," I move back onto the floor, sitting a few more inches than arm's length away from him,

"Do you want a fucking cookie?" I roll my eyes, shrugging,

"Fine don't tell me, I'm not unlocking you until the guys get back."

"That could be hours! We don't even know where the went."  I shrug again, picking up the key and walking toward the door. He grabs my ankle and I look down at him to find him looking up at me with wide, doe eyes,

"Okay, fine! I'll tell you!" I raise an eyebrow and take my seat back across from him, elbows on my knees as I waited for his reasoning. "It all started two years ago when we first met you before we debuted...." He sighs and pokes his tongue against his cheek, almost as if saying without the words 'I can't believe I'm doing this', "You were a makeup stylist, and I had the tiniest, tiniest crush on you," He holds up his hand and holds his index finger and thumb centimeters apart, "No big deal, and it was an accident but I told you, I told you about my crush on you and you that same fucking night you kissed Wonho Hyung," He shakes his head, poking his tongue against the inside of his cheek again, as if retelling the story pained him.

"So you hate me because you had a crush on me and I kissed your friend?" He nods,

"Yeah, isn't that what I just said? Now let me go." He pulls at the cuffs again and I can't help it as I throw my head back and start laughing, "Why the hell are you laughing? What was funny about anything I just said?" I wipe away a tear from laughing so hard, holding my stomach,

"I didn't even hear you!" I slap my knee, laughing again, "I was doing Wonho's hair the same time of your confession, the blow dryer was on high, I couldn't hear a thing." He stares at me with wide eyes,

"How do you know what exact moment I'm talking about then?"

"Because your eyes got big, and your cheeks got really red so I figured something embarrassing happened, but the guys just told me to let it go. I can't believe you've literally hated me for two years for no reason." I crawl to him on my knee, reaching over to undo the cufflink around his wrist, watching with a small grimace at the angry pink circles that appeared on his skin.

"Why'd you kiss Wonho though, that's what really hurt, even if you didn't hear me, do you just go around, kissing the members?" I nod, making a 'pretty much' face,

"I mean, we drink, we get tipsy, drunk, things happen." Changkyun scoffs,

"I can't believe I hated you for two years for nothing. Like seriously, no disrespect but there's always been this bubbling hatred toward you and how you could just learn about my feelings for you and then right in my face, just kiss Wonho."

"First of all I would never do something like that, whether I liked you or not, I know people can't control their feelings, and it hurts to have them toyed with."

"Ha! How would you know?"

"Well, for the last two years I've had a crush on this guy but he's been so cold to me, calls me all types of mean things, says he hates me all the time...." I shrug, giving him a small smile,

"No way! You liked me too?!"

"Yeah, but I don't like you anymore, you're such a jackass," I stand up, throwing the key on Minhyuk's bed.

"Hey, that's not fair! I was going through emotional distress, I thought my crush was just going around kissing members for the fun of it all the while knowing I liked her," Changkyun stood up, throwing his hands in the air, fighting for his case. He follows me all the way to the end of the hall, to my bedroom, hot on my trail. "I said I was sorry!"

"Actually, uh, no you didn't," I laugh, opening the door, having enough decency to leave it open so he could follow me in, I plop down on my bed and grab my phone, unlocking it to head straight toward the Tumblr app.

"So, now you're going to ignore me?" Changkyun asks, sitting at the foot of my bed,

"What did you suspect me to do? Jump in our arms, thank the heavens for the clearing of the misunderstanding, ride your dick on the spot?"

"That last one doesn't sound too bad," I look over the top of my phone and kick him, making him fall off the bed,

"I liked you better when you didn't like me, at least you weren't disgusting,"

"You can't tell me you haven't thought about fucking me at least once or twice," He peers up at me, rising at the foot of my bed again, "I mean I've thought about it, a lot, not making love, just a hate fuck...."

"A hate fuck?"

"Yeah, you know, with all the hair pulling, rough fucking, scratching, biting, constantly reminding the other how much they don't like them,"

"Hmm, that last one doesn't sound too bad. Hey, Changkyun?"

"Yeah?"

"I don't like you," I cackle at his expression as his face contorts to an 'are you serious?' look."I'm kidding, I'm kidding, lighten up,"

"I lighten up once you tell me you've never thought about hate fucking me,"

" Y/N Y/LN has never thought about hate fucking or any kind of fucking Lim Changkyun because he is a major douche," He cringes at the word douche,

"People still use that word?" I shrug,

"'I still use it, now leave me alone," I poke him with my big toe, wanting to kick him off the bed again but fighting against it, knowing it was no way to start off our new relationship. "How do you go from hating my guts to wanting to get into my pants anyway? Would you just please, leave me alone,"

"Alright fine," He pouts and stands up from the bed, I watch him walk toward the door, eyes focused on his ass. "Would you stop checking me out so I can leave." I catch him staring back at me in the mirror in the corner of my room and I mentally face palm, "Ha! So you do think about me in that way," I lock my phone and place it on my night stand,

"Are you not going to let this go?"

"Not until you tell the truth!" He crosses his arms, turning around to face me, face split into a sickeningly sweet grin,

"Okay fine, sometimes I maybe, probably, think about hate fucking you...hate being the keyword! Don't think I just go around thinking about fucking you or anything because that's not the case!" I quickly defend, sitting up and scooting up against the headboard, bringing my knees into my chest. I rest my chin on my knee, watching him with cautious eyes, I felt so vulnerable under his intense gaze.

"Let's do it!"

"What? Come again! I'm sorry I don't think I'm hearing you clearly!" I hold my hand up to my ear and lean in closer,

"I didn't stutter did I? I said, let's do it. Just this once, get it out of our system,"

"You know what? That's the same thing my friend said to me to try to get me to go bungee jumping, I never trusted her either,"

"Would you be serious for one second?"

"Okay, fine, say we 'hate fuck', you don't think that's going to change things, you don't think the other guys are going to notice?"

"Last time I checked, I'm an adult, you're an adult, you know what that means? We can make our own adult decisions because say it with me, we're adults." He climbs back on my bed, kneeling, arms crossed. "Just one time," He whispers, eyes landing on my cleavage, "I mean how could you not suspect me to want to fuck you when you look so good?" I knew it shouldn't have but his words made me feel warm inside, it had been so long since a guy complimented me and not in a friendly way like the others did every day. I lay my legs flat and he takes this as his opportunity to pull me toward him, wrapping my legs around his waist. I gasp as his bold move, watching him with wide eyes, "So yes," He leans down, placing a kiss to my cleavage, "Or no?" His tongue traces over the valley of my tits and I let out a shaky breath, so unfamiliar with the feeling of being touched like this, yes, it's been that long.

Despite the growing wetness I could feel in-between my legs, my mind threw up all warning signs, so with a loud groan, I push his head away from me, "No. No!" I shake my head, holding his face with both my hands, "No," I repeat trying to convince myself more than him, "This is a bad idea, a very bad idea." I let go of his face and push his shoulders, noticing how my legs were still tightly wrapped around his waist, "This is a very terrible idea," My eyes narrow, as I move down his body, landing on his very obvious bulge in his gray sweatpants. "So terribly bad," I shake my head, unwrapping my legs, "I'm not going to have sex with you," I roll my eyes, kicking him off the bed again, "Or 'hate fuck' you, Whatever! I'm not doing it." It was a game of tit for tat which is why when he gave up with a simple shrug and started walking towards the door, my heart sank. "Wait!" I call out through clenched teeth, clamping my eyes shut to avoid his amused gaze. I couldn't let this opportunity slip through my fingers no matter how much of a bad idea I knew it was.

"Yes?" I open my eyes to find him inches away from my face, with a small yelp I jump back, placing my hand over my heart. "Yes?" He repeated, pulling his lips into a knowing smirk, "Have you changed your mind? In such a short time?-" I cut him off by grabbing his face with both hands again, slamming my lips against his. He groans into the kiss, and moves back onto the bed, settling back in-between my legs. His hands move down my sides, settling for the back of my knees to wrap my legs around his hips again. He pulls away, breath fanning my face, his fingers eagerly ripping my shirt over my head. He scoots back pulling me down to lay flat on the bed, dipping his head to take my left nipple in his mouth. He sucks on my nipple, hand cupping my tit. He releases my nipple with a loud pop, circling his tongue around harden bud. He blows cool air on it, my body responding with a shiver.  His mouth moves to the other nipple, teeth grazing over the nipple, before he takes it into his mouth, sucking on it like he did the other. He pulls away, teeth grazing over the now hard bud. His hands push my tits together and he begins to attack random patches of skin, biting softly here, sucking harshly there,

"Fuck," I let out a soft mewl, the feeling of his mouth on me already better than any toy I hid in a box, under my bed. I let my hand run through his sandy brown hair, the other moving up his shirt, roaming the expanse of his back. He lets go of my breast and winks at me before kissing down the valley of my chest, making his way down my stomach. He reaches the hem of my shorts and runs his tongue across the hem, teeth hooking in them. He pulls them down my legs, my eyes following me with a curious gaze. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"The other girls don't complain," He shrugs, running a single finger along my slit, holding it up with a shit eating grin, "Awe! You're so wet and for little ole me!" He uses the same finger to circle around my clit, eyes focused on mine as he continued to tease me. "I truly didn't know...." He slides the finger in and curls it, watching my mouth drop, his name rolling off my tongue. "I got you so worked up." He pulls his finger out and runs it along my slit again, continuing on with circling the tip of his finger around my clit.

"Changkyun, please," I finally cry, tired of his tortuous teasing. "Please do something," I clarify, knowing he'd have something smart to say back,

"Something like what?" I roll my eyes at his way of finding some way to deny giving me what I wanted.

"Please use your tongue," My hand comes down, softly pushing him closer to my core, hoping he'd get the point.

"That's all you had to say.....baby." He slides his finger into my slick entrance, adding another. He begins to slowly pump them in and out, eyes shifting down to my cunt, before taking my clit into his mouth. He sucks on like he did my nipples, softly tugging on it. He quickens his fingers, skillfully slamming them against my g-spot, as he does this he lets his tongue lazily swirl around my clit. He lets out a small moan against my core, and I quiver, hand pushing him closer. I notice his hips subtly moving against the bed, and despite him being a complete and utter jackass over the last two years I felt bad. I let out a loud groan, tugging his head away from me with a sharp tug, "What the hell did you do that for?" I get lost in thought at the sight of his cheeks covered in my juices, his lips swollen and an angry pink.

"I felt bad." I finally muttered, eyes following him as he pulls his fingers out of me and sits back on his haunches.

"About?" He asks, before holding up his juice covered fingers, mindlessly circling his tongue around them.

"You were humping the bed and I felt bad!" I lean up, poking his chest, "If I knew you were going to complain I would've just taken my orgasm." My fingers move down his body, landing on the hem of his t-shirt, I tug at it and he raises his arms over his head. I grip it and tug it over his head, throwing it to the floor. "Now, stand up, take your pants off!" I motion toward the floor, "That's usually how this thing works." He moves off the bed, fingers quick and graceful as he undoes the button and zipper, quickly pulling them down. He steps out of them with a little hop and I don't miss the way his cock moves in the tight confines of his briefs. I reach over, pulling out the drawer, eyes focused on him as my fingers search for the foil packet.

"I'm clean you know," Changkyun speaks up, pushing his briefs down, leaving him as naked as I. He takes the condom with a quick smile, and rips it open before sliding it down his impressive length. "

"Okay, how do you want to do this?" I gulp, having to tear my eyes away from his bobbing cock, not wanting to inflate his ego.

"I was thinking about what you said earlier," He sits in the middle of the bed, pushing my feet to the side, "And you on top doesn't sound too bad." He pats his lap and I grunt, moving up on my knees, swinging a leg over his lap.

"No, you're just lazy." I stick my tongue out at him, grabbing his cock,

"Maybe," I place my hand on his shoulder, steadying myself as I gradually lowered myself onto me. I stop halfway, holding up a finger to let him know I needed a minute. He leans back on his hands, watching me with an amused grin. My hand moving to his chest and I pinch his nipple, returning his pleased grin as he grunts, moving one of his hands to swat at my hand. Both my hands rest on his shoulders as I take the rest of him, my body quivering at the feeling of being full. "Oh fuck!"  He moans, and my ego is groomed as he loses himself, fingers clutching the sheets of my bed. "Fuck! Stop stop, give me a second." His hands quickly grab my hips, eyes looking alarmed, "You're so fucking tight-ah shit!-I just, I need a second." I dip my head down, placing soft kisses against his heated skin, waiting for the green light. "O-okay, okay, you can go." I slowly lift my hips, in no rush, wanting to tease him as he did me. I sink on him again, nails digging into his pecs at the feeling of him throbbing against my walls, "You can go faster than that." He groans, rolling his head, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

"I would but it looks like you're already going to explode at the pace I'm going." I grunt, pushing his to lay flat on the bed, "and excuse me if I sound a little selfish, but I'd like to cum too." I place both my hands on his chest, continuing on with my slow movements. Changkyun sighs, seeming have to give up, letting his hands fall on my hips. I only realize his intentions when he wraps one of his arms around me and flips us over, so I'm on my back. "You little fuck-" He cuts me off by slamming into me, his hands pushing my legs up, knees touching my chest.

"I don't like being teased." He growls, throwing his head back as he loses himself on focusing on his deep and hard thrusts. He pushes my legs up further, the angle allowing him to pound every inch of his cock into my pussy.

"Oh fuck! Oh, fuck!" I whimper, nails clawing at his chest. "Yes! Oh yes! It feels so good! It feels so fucking good!" Changkyun pulls out, using one of his hands to slap his cock against my wet folds, the sound of his shaft slapping my sopping pussy sounded so lewd and dirty, the only response I could muster up was a moan, hands desperately grabbing at his shoulders.

"You're so wet for me, you fucking whore," He slides his cock in-between my folds, moving back and forth, "So fucking wet," He mutters before sliding into my slick entrance again, bottoming out with a screech of my name. He pushes my legs out to the side, and leans over my body, teeth attacking the skin of my shoulders. He lets go of my knees and places a hand on each side of my body, allowing me to wrap my legs around his waist. I watch as a thin layer of sweat forms on his chest, his hair sticking to his face as he continues to fuck me as if his life depended on it. My hand reaches down and I begin to frantically rub circles on it, the feeling of heat spreading in my stomach,

"I'm close," I warn him, other hand sneaking up to pull the hair at the nape of his neck, I lift my head, pushing my forehead against his, holding his gaze as I feel the coil in my stomach finally popping. My hand splays across the back of his neck, my lips capturing his, needing him as close as possible as I came. Changkyun moans into the kiss, fist pounding the mattress until he's cumming, his seed filling the condom, spurt after spurt.

"Fuck!" He moans against my lips, still slowly pushing his hips against mine, as he rides out both our orgasms. He wastes no time, pulling out, sitting on the edge of the bed. I watch him with hooded eyes as he takes off the condom and tosses it into the trash bin and tiredly plops down onto the bed again. I sigh, content with the results of our 'hate fuck', feeling completely blissful. I pick up my phone, looking at the time, noticing it's been an hour since Wonho rudely barged into my room and woke me up, what really catches my attention is a text from Jooheon, 'I managed to get the hyungs to bring you two back food! Be there in about twenty :)'.  The text was sent 19 minutes ago....

"Changkyun!" I screech, tugging my shirt over my body, "'Get dressed, they're on their way back!"

Changkyun and I sat on the couch, both intently staring at the handcuff we had linked back around out wrists. "Did you put the box back under the bed?" I asked worriedly for the tenth time,

"For the tenth time, yes!" He sighs, rolling his eyes, "I put the key back into the box, closed the box, and put it back under the bed." He slowly explains and I fight the urge to smack him in the back of the head, going to say something until the front door open, the six of our friends shuffling into the door, a pile of giggles.

"Oh hi, guys." I say monotonously, picking up the remote, to flick through the channels, pretending to be interested in whatever it landed on when I clicked the 'return' button.

"How'd it go?" Minhyuk timidly asked, setting a doggy bag of food on the table, eyes cautiously watching Changkyun and me,

"Oh you mean, how'd your little experiment of chaining me to this whining, crying-" Shownu cuts Changkyun off by hitting him in the back of his head, receiving a bright smile from me.

"Anyway I heard you guys brought food," I lean over, picking the bag up from the table, dropping it in my lap. "Oh, my favorite!" I was too engrossed into the food in the bag to realize it had gone completely silent, I look up, looking directly into the eyes of Hyungwon, who was stifling his laughter. "What?" I shrug, chewing on a hash brown.

"Now..." Kihyun started, his cheeks pink, "correct me if I'm wrong," He moves behind Changkyun pushing his head to the side a little, revealing the pink marks I had left, "but he didn't have these before we left.....care to explain?"

Changkyun and I look at each other, lips pressing into firm lines, "You've got to be shitting me,"

[punkscowardschampions]

Janis & Jimmy

Fake dating begins!

Janis: Grace wants to buy you a coffee for being such a gent. Janis: If I was you I'd have a freebie black and charge it to her tab. Her and her cronies are in there enough, and it'll save you having to endure a frappe/her and said giggling gal pals. Jimmy: Me and her or a group hang with the BBs for the 'gram? Jimmy: 👍I did that last week and the one before Janis: Depends. She obvs wants alone time with you but she's never passed up a #goals photo-op in her life, so. Janis: Can't be freeing the nip on Insta but maybe she's got a private snapchat she wants to whore out, you'll be well in then 👍 Janis: Christ. Good to know not ALL her money goes on Brazilian blow-outs, she's also topping up the salary of every hot barista in town, what a philanthropist she is, amongst other less favourable titles. Jimmy: If you can be arsed to 3rd wheel this I'll shout you something from the secret menu Jimmy: Which exists swear down and isn't just a invite to my snapchat Jimmy: Why am I worried Brazilian blow outs is a way bigger euphemism any day Janis: Hmm. As much as I try to avoid spending ANY time with Grace, for obvious reasons as you well know, it could be pretty amusing to see her make such a twat out of herself. And it would piss her off if I gatecrashed...Fuck it, I'm in. Janis: Don't get any ideas about making some taboo twin content though, lad, that only happens in the minds of pervy porn execs, and in weird old lady novels from the 80s. Janis: Lol. Yeah, it ain't a Cavante special. Its to make her look MORE white, funnily enough. As if the coffee habits and UGGs weren't making her a literal meme for the cause already. Jimmy: I'd rather down a strawberry açaí refresher with coconut milk every time Grace makes a gaff, which funnily enough is what necking with your sister's tall mate tastes like, than get sandwiched between the two of you Jimmy: I'd shout her a flat white if she'd get the joke though. One for each of them Jimmy: 😩 Janis: OMG, girl code, Grace sooooo saw you first, Tammy is gonna be out on her flat white arse when Gracie finds out, like 💀 Janis: The feeling's mutual, dickhead. Wouldn't put it past my sister though, she's more obsessed with me than she'd EVER be with you. 🤢 At least she'll be moving on when you finally give in and give it to her, I've got a life fucking sentence, mate. ⚰ Jimmy: OMG Minnie (??? Isn't that her name maybe) launched herself at me first and I'd be out on my penniless arse if I'd let her crack on over the counter ⛔ Jimmy: I like my encounters with a little less ego it's no crime. Or slight on you, mate. Jimmy: I'll tell Gracie that if she ever lets me get a word in. Janis: Fuck knows. All look the same to me. Ironic if it is, though, fucking jolly green giantess. Janis: And soz but sexual assault ain't no crime either when you're them though, they're just being #girlbosses swear down garda 💋 Janis: Good luck with that one, kid. Even if she gives you the chance, she won't be listening. Fucks with the fairytale where you shut the fuck up and carry her bags 'cept to call her pretty once in a while for said ego's boost. 🙊🙉 Janis: oh, and look good in the 'gram, standard. Jimmy: Could be what the lads call her... whoops Jimmy: Damn. I'll have to spoil her fun by letting it be known I've got myself a girl already. 🎻 Shame it'll take me years to find one who can stand the interrogation 💔 Jimmy: Gotta get Cass to keep her ear low. Effort. Janis: The 'lad's' secret is safe with me, the 'girls' are hardly likely to listen and I'm even less likely to bother to tell 'em. She'd just think #pussygamestrong 'neway so I ain't giving the bint that unwarrant stroke when you've all already been there, done that. Sloppy. Janis: Woe is, lad. Like everyone ain't on your dick rn 'cos you got that shiny, new appeal. Just pick one that ain't TOTALLY unbearable- ah, I see your problem. Janis: Sadly, I can't help, I ain't the massive lezza you've no doubt heard from the lads and girls alike that I am. Janis: Slim pickings either way you swinging, you see. Jimmy: You can help me then. Go on. Think how mad it'd make Gracie if nuffin' else Jimmy: Counter distance between us at all times if you want Janis: Aside from pissing off my sister, which I'm more than capable of by me larry, what's in it for me? You get her off your dick and back into Costa to cry it out, like Jimmy: Freebies of any of Common Grounds finest where you can also hang without her and her hangers on Jimmy: Semi trained mutt if I can wrench it from my sisters grasping hands? Jimmy: Plus an end to the rumors if you're arsed about that. You said yourself I've got the newbie appeal Janis: Alright, alright, you had me at dog! Janis: I won't deprive your sister but I could do with an AM running partner who can keep up. I'll wear it out and have it back to you at the end of your morning shift, before she's even had her weetabix or found her school tie. Deal? Janis: I'm down for writing our own rumours, why the fuck not, eh Jimmy: Done. Her name's Twix and she's as annoying as the name makes her sound. Jimmy: Get ready for rumors about how many bodies she's buried for you after all the holes dug Janis: Cute. And I'm sure I've dealt with worse bitches, I'm up for the challenge. 💪 Janis: Its always the dog walkers init, suspicious cunts. Jimmy: Yeah, and if you wanna bury a few of 'em yourself I'll keep my lips sealed Jimmy: Tomorrow too soon? Janis: Good man, you will if you know what's good for you. Janis: Though, not too sealed, gotta set this dump's/my sister's world alight, like, and I don't think that's happening if we just hold hands. 😲 Janis: Nah, I'm ready. Only thing I got scheduled is double chem and that can always do with livening up. Janis: How you wanna do this, lover boy? Jimmy: Point taken. I better work on my angles too. For the 'gram. Jimmy: With minimal cliches if that can even be a thing round 'ere Jimmy: Probably wouldn't believe it without 100s would they Janis: You best, I don't know how to work facetime, you've got the wrong twin there. Janis: Well, I could oh-so casually ask Grace if her and the bitch squad are going for coffee on the way home from hell (as if they don't every fucking day) and she will be buzzin' thinking I wanna come 'cos she's always asking/attempting to drag me like she's on a mission from the coffee bean gods Janis: Then we can be there, together, oh-so casually again Janis: Aside from sucking face on the playground (which is a little first school, even for these hoes) its the best way to get max attention and thus the rumour mill will do the rest Jimmy: Make sure Tall Tammy's at the back. Can't have Grace missing it Jimmy: See if you can get one of them to spill coffee on you too. Everyone loves a heroic gesture and a clothes share 😏 Janis: 😂 Brilliant. Janis: Assuming Grace doesn't straight up throw it at me, I'll be sure to make that happen. Janis: I'll probably come chat to you at lunch tomorrow too. Can't have this springing out of nowhere, like, how implausible! 😏 You hang with Sean Bryne and that atm, yeah? Jimmy: Yeah we'll be in the smoking spot if not our usual corner Jimmy: I'll slide into the seat beside you the period after make it look like we got it really bad 💘 Janis: 👍 twos up on the ☠ 🚬 then, lad. what could be more romantic? Janis: good thinking, grace is in that class too and she's hopeless with maths so she won't be paying the slightest bit of attention to anything but the absolute scandal Jimmy: What should I call you so you don't wanna punch me in the dick as soon as I go in for a pet name? Janis: Eurgh, good shout, even if it is just to save your own bollocks, can't blame a boy. I don't fucking know, what's not vomit-inducing but also #couplegoals enough to make it worth the hassle? Janis: Blah, just remember my name, yeah, that'll have 'em creaming. Such courtesies are not often extended their way, like. Jimmy: Deal. And I'll # everything #JJ so you can block it from your feed easy Janis: Solid. Janis: Imma take a picture with your dog tomorrow, it best be fucking cute. Jimmy: [Takes a selfie with Twix and sends it] Do you? Jimmy: Not my #goals but should spark jealousy with the intended Janis: Cute. Janis: The dog ain't bad either. 😉 Janis: I'm getting in practice Jimmy: I'll do mine in the comments when it's posted Jimmy: How keen is cringe in the eyes of Gracie and her friends? Janis: You're asking a mouthful there. If you're too nice, they'll say you're boring. But they've gotta at least pretend they're feminists in this day and age so if you are too full of the bants and low-key treating me like shit, they're gonna have to pretend they ain't here for that even though that's every boyf they've ever had, na'mean? Janis: Just say something confusingly inappropriate for what is not gonna be a hot pic, isn't that how you lads do? Janis: I'll set you up with a lame caption Jimmy: Thanks. There's back room access in it for you Jimmy: Again not a private snapchat invite Janis: Steady on there, not until the 3rd date, at least! 😂 Jimmy: 😂 Jimmy: Seriously though. You're not as much of a bitch as everyone says. Nice one. Janis: Well, don't be spreading that backhander about, will ya? Janis: You've got a rep to make, that's a bit of mine I'd like to protect Jimmy: 🤐

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Never Get To Heaven

Authors Note: Angst, lots of angst, tears, sadness and possibly heartbreak/death. Like i want to make this as good as i can but i know i may end up making myself cry..This is for @impalaimagining #Taylor’s 2K Challenge The word i got was WEAKNESS.  You’ve all been warned, plan on making it as emotional as possible. Inspired by the song ‘Never get to heaven’ by Sarah Blaine. This didn’t turn out as good as i wanted to make it, but i still hope you guys like it.

Word Count: idk a lot 

Summary: Not giving any details away for this one….

Sams POV: We just got back from this big hunt with a few clues on how to stop the apocalypse. We had (y/n) sit this one out and lay low at the bunker, we knew this hunt was going to be one of the most dangerous ones we’ve ever had. (y/n) hadn’t seemed to be feeling that good lately anyways so we thought we’d be good without her. Cas had volunteered to go as our backup. Cas and (y/n) had gotten really close the last couple of years and about 4 months ago we found out they had been messing around. Dean was going to kill both of them, he was so pissed the day we caught them together. She was our little sister and Cas was our best friend. But (y/n) begged us not to kick Castiels ass because she was in love with him, which honestly only made Dean more pissed. I was surprised when we walked in on them because they had been sneaking around for a while before that but i was happy if they were happy. Cas said he’d never met someone as beautiful inside and out as her, never met someone so pure. He said he loved her and promised Dean and i he would never do anything to hurt her. When we got in the bunker Cas had went off to find (y/n), while Dean had went to grab a few beers. We were sitting around the old wooden table in the library when we heard Cas walk back to us talking to himself. He looked somewhat worried. “(y/n) is throwing up again. What should i do?” He asked looking between me and Dean, who then looked from each other then to Cas. We had been gone a few weeks now and before we left she had been getting sick and not doing to good. “Hmm, well maybe she has the flu. We should take her to the hospital and get her checked out.” i said. Then Dean spoke up, “(y/n) never get’s sick. Somethings up; yeah Cas common. Go get her and tell her we’re taking her to the hospital.” Dean looked worried and tired sitting there sipping on his beer. Cas turned around to go get her when she came wobbling into the library. She looked rough. “Your going to the hospital right now, let’s go.” Dean said standing up grabbing his jacket. “Um, guys no I’m fine really.” she said before running to the bathroom. She came back a few minutes later. “Fine, but I’m going in by myself. Seriously guys alone.” Dean kinda shook his head rolling his eyes. (y/n) knew how to annoy Dean without even trying. He always worried about me and her, he’s our older brother he made it his job to take care of us and look out for us. We all decided to go, the drive was pretty silent.

(Y/N’s) POV: As soon as the boys got back i was hoping i would be done throwing up for the day. I wanted to play the I’m not sick anymore card but Cas walked in on me throwing up so, no such luck. It was a quiet drive to the hospital, but once we got there i knew id have to fight the boys to stay in the car. We pulled up and parked Dean taking his keys out of the ignition, opening his door and getting out. He stood there waiting for me to get out “Dean I’m not a kid i can go in by myself.” Sam stayed in the car talking with Cas I’m guessing to tell him to stay in the car. The thing was i was sick a week before they left. And i have never missed a period in my life, and i missed these last 2 now. So yeah I’m fucking worried, if-if I’m pregnant what am i going to do? The Apocalypse is just around the corner, and i don’t even know how Sam, Dean or Cas would react to the news if i am. I started to feel a rush of panic flood through me. Deans voice snapped me out of my thoughts. “Your always going to be a kid now common, i’ll stay in the waiting room ok?” I thought Dean would be a little more cranky with what i said to him, he must be pretty darn tired. “Fine” i said walking in with my older brother, trying not to think so much till i was in a room by myself. He filled out the paperwork while we waited which honestly just made me feel more like a kid. Sometimes Dean goes over bored older brother, i love him to death but still.. “(y/n) Winchester” I looked over at Dean who was sitting next to me then got up. “Right this way” The nurse said i started walking away with her turning ever so slightly i sent Dean a small smile, he sent one back. He hates hospitals he could just go to the car with the rest of them. Once i got to the room they had me sit down on a hospital bed. The nurse asked me various questions to see what could be the cause of me being sick. Questions like, Do you feel nauseous? What have you been eating? What have you been able to keep down? Have you been staying hydrated? Does your stomach hurt? Do you think you might be pregnant or have you missed any of your periods lately? She continued with other questions and i replied to them as so. Yes i feel nauseous, I’ve been eating fruit, veggies, um pretty much everyday normal food. I haven’t really been able to keep much of anything down, and yes I’ve been drinking a lot of water. No my stomach doesn’t really hurt, i actually have missed my last 2 periods. “Have you tried taking a pregnancy test?” “Um no actually i haven’t.” She explained everything to the doctor and they did there job and checked to see if i was pregnant. When they were done and they had ran all the proper test. The doc came back into the room to give me the results. “Well (y/n) i have some great news for you. It appears your 4 months pregnant and everything looks good and healthy. Congratulations.” “Oh thank you, so much.” i said giving her a small smile she said if i came back in about a month i could find out what the gender was. When we were done talking she left the room. I’ve been throwing up because of morning sickness, i had gained just a little bit of weight but i just thought it was because i had to hang around the bunker, it wasn’t really anything too noticeable especially when I was wearing my baggy lounge clothes. I sat there holding my belly imagining how i was going to do this, how i was going to give birth to a baby and take care of it with all this crap going on. How was i going to tell them. I was going to have an angels baby. I stood there for another minute before leaving the room. As i walked back into the waiting room, i seen that Sam and Cas had came inside. When they seen me walking over they all stood up. I put my best fake smile on as they waited to see what was wrong with me. “It’s just a stomach bug, the doc said it should pass on its own.” “Huh, well let’s head back then.” Dean said as we all walked out to baby. Ugh BABY, what was i going to do? What if Cas found out on his own, with like his angel powers? Or they noticed i was getting kinda fat? After we got back i went to lay down in my bed, Sam and Dean had also went to get some sleep too i think or at least little naps i don’t know. I laid there deep in thought snuggled into the warm blankets wearing my sweats and a oversized t-shirt. I was there for a good 20 minutes before i heard my door open and close taking me out of my thoughts, i looked up to see Cas walking over to the bed. He stood next to me his large warm hand caressed against my cheek, i leaned my face into his hand not wanting him to stop. He was looking down at me watching my every move. I looked up at him giving him a big smile, i’d missed him so much when he was gone with the boys. I missed his arms wrapped around me and his soft lips leaving hot trails of kisses all over. I missed the sound of his voice and all of his worrying with me being sick. “Cas, will you come here.” I said looking up through my lashes biting my lip up at him. His hand left my face as he slipped his shoes and socks off, followed by his trench coat and tie. I sat up then he put one of his knees on the bed going to take off his belt, i stopped him moving his hands so i could do it. “I missed you so much baby, I’m so glad your home.” I mumbled to him as i undid his belt. As soon as it was undone i slid his trousers down. “I missed you too (y/n). I was so worried about you, i just wish i could help you get better.” Cas said. i was then unbuttoning his shirt pushing it off his shoulders. Letting it fall to the floor Cas climbed to the other side of the bed, crawling under the blankets he pulled me close. “Your so unbelievably beautiful (y/n).” He said before leaving a trail of soft kisses up the crook of my neck. “Mmmm, your so sweet Cas. And handsome, kind, adorable, amazing, i just love you so much Castiel.” I said before leaning in to kiss his soft hot lips that molded perfectly to mine. We stayed like that for a few minutes his hands had found there way to my hips pulling me closer to him, as my hands roamed freely across his rough stubble and his silky soft hair was intertwined between my fingers. When we both pulled away for air one of Cas’s hands had slid under my shirt rubbing my stomach i mentally freaked out. Please don’t let him notice, please don’t let him notice, please don’t let him notice. “ I love you too (y/n) more then anything.” Things were peaceful for a while we laid there cuddled together with my head on his chest talking about the hunt and what they found out, that was until i ripped the blankets off and ran out of the room down the hall to the bathroom where i then puked. Fuck, why? Cas stood in the doorway with a worried expression not knowing what to do. Once i was done puking my guts out, I brushed my teeth. “Cas you didn’t need to see that.” “Why not? You are after all my girlfriend (y/n) and i love you. I just wish i could be of more help.” I seen him standing behind me in the mirror, his hands wrapping around my waste. All at once he seemed very concentrated, like he was trying to figure something out. But he never said anything. I took him by the hand and lead him back to my room where we then cuddled up together and fell asleep. The next couple of days were the same. Sam and Dean did research, Cas helped, i got sick periodically, they all worried and took turns babying me. Then about a week later they had left on another hunt, of course not letting me go with them. It sucked being home alone, sick and pregnant without my angel. They had been gone for about 3 weeks now. I was watching disney movies in bed, eating chocolate ice cream and crying from what i could only assume was from my pregnant hormones. Then outta the blue my phone started ringing and the caller ID said it was Sam i picked up the phone and answered. He sounded pretty worried and broken up. “Hello? Sam what’s up?” “(y/n), it’s Cas.” He started you could hear muffled sobs escaping his mouth. “Sam your scaring me what’s wrong? Is Cas ok?” “(y/n) Cas, he’s dying. Some angel got the drop on him. Dean and I, we couldn’t get to him on time. It’s bad, like really bad. There’s nothing we can do..” I dropped the tub of ice cream. My chest started to ache, one of my hands clenched over my chest in hopes of making the pain stop. My palms started to get sweaty, the room was spinning. I could barley breath, tears blurred my vision as the phone fell from my hand. An uncontrollable sob escaped from my mouth. Castiel, my Cas, my babies father was dying. The love of my life was about to die because of these fucking piece of shit ‘angels’. I knew where the boys had gone on this hunt, it was only a few hours away..a few hours i didn’t have to get there. I was about to do the only thing i could think of to save him. I wouldn’t get to say goodbye to him, to any of them. I’d miss my older brothers and my wonderful Castiel. This was it, I was going to save him in turn sacrificing the baby and myself. The world and my brothers need him more then they need me. Someday they’d end all of this, saving the world for good. Cas was my weakness and i’d do anything to keep him safe even if that means i wouldn’t be part of his life anymore. Before i go through with this i decided to write a letter to them saying goodbye. I grabbed a pen and pad of paper up off of my desk and started to write my heart out. 

Dear Dean, Sam and Castiel, 

 I want you all to know how much you guys mean to me. I love all of you so sooo much, and i’m so sorry for what i’m about to do, but i can’t live in a world where Castiel isn’t. He’s my everything… Dean i’m sorry for always acting like a brat when we were growing up, I know you were just trying to look out for me. You’ve been the best big brother me or Sam could have possibly asked for. I’m so happy to be able to call you two my big brothers and be such good role models, i know you guys don’t think you are but trust me you guys really are. I’m so proud of you and grateful for all the things you’ve had to give up for me. I love you Dean, thank you so much for being the best you can be. I hope someday you all will find the happiness you all deserve. Promise me you’ll keep yourself and Sammy safe. And please look after Cas for me. Sam your more than a brother, your like my best friend. You were by my side when Dean was gone. I can talk to you about anything and everything. You and Dean deserve so much more than this. Your stronger then you’ll ever know. You have been through so much more then you should of had to. I love you and i’ll always be watching over you one way or another i’ll find a way to make sure your safe. Promise you’ll look after Dean and Cas, you guys got this. I know if anyone can save the day and be the heroes that i know you can be it’s you guys. Castiel, Cas, baby i’m so sooo soooo sorry i hope you can forgive me when all is said and done. I Love You..more then words can say. So much it kills me baby. I’m sorry but you NEED to live, they need you, I NEED you to live. The day we met was the day i knew i had to get to know you, you saved my big brother. I knew within a matter of minutes i was going to fall for you, damn angel. You’ve saved my brothers numerous times, and you saved me many more. Your my angel, and i know hunters don’t do the whole marriage thing but Cas i don’t give a damn. I did wanna do the marriage thing. I wanted to do it with you, my soulmate. I love you so much it hurts. I wanted my forever to be with you Castiel. I’m going to make some kind of deal with Crowley. He’ll make the deal because let’s face it your worth more alive then dead. Maybe i’ll get to see Bobby and the rest of our friends when i get there. Remember our first kiss Cas you had no idea what to do but as soon as you figured it out i swear that kiss was epic, or when i made you go skinny dipping with me after the boys were asleep. Or our first time together when you took my virginity, you were so worried about the boys finding out but i told you i couldn’t go another minute without you. You were so gentle and loving, it was one of the best nights of my life. Always cherish those memories for me ok baby? Oh and one more thing before i go, i didn’t have the flu or a stomach bug and I’m sorry Cas i just didn’t know how to tell you and i didn’t even know until about a month ago. Guys i’m about 5 months pregnant, i never got the chance to find out what gender it was but we were going to have a baby Cas, you guys would have been uncles. I’m sorry i didn’t tell you and I’m sorry for doing this but you need to live baby, your too important to me. I promise i’ll make sure our precious baby gets back to heaven where it belongs, looking over uncle Dean and Sam and daddy Cas. I love you…all of you. I’ll hold your hand, kiss me to sleep, and please catch the wind if i can’t breath it in, and send it when i leave. But if i never get to heaven will you find a way to me? And if i never get to heaven say you’ll come and rescue me, rescue me. Please catch my tears will you carry me? Or do i deserve to walk alone, the only father that I’ve ever known don’t leave me here on my own. And if i never get to heaven do you think i’ll still be free? And if i never get to heaven say you’ll come and be wit me, be with me. So let the ground crumble underneath my feet. No six feet’s never gonna be enough to bury me. As long as i am on your shoulders we’ll be standing when the world is over. And if i never get to heaven will you find a way to me? Said if i never get to heaven say you’ll come and rescue me. But if i never get to heaven do you think i’ll still be free? And if i never get to heaven say you’ll come and be with me, be with me. 

                                                                             Love Forever N Always,

                                                                                    (Y/N) Winchester

Tears spilling from my eyes as i folded up the letter and put it in an envelope, finding some tape to go hang it up on the fridge. I wrote on the envelope ‘To The Love Of My Life and The Boys’. Closing my eyes and breathing in slowly holding my stomach i try to calm myself for the end. Wiping the hot tears of my face a small sob escapes me. I walk back to my bedroom sitting down on my bed i begin calling out to the king of hell. “Crowley, Crowley you son of a bitch you hear me. Please, I’m begging you, please please hear me. I need to make a deal.” Worried he wouldn’t hear me i began to pray, something i never did much of. Then with a puff of smoke there he was, the king of hell. “Hello love, what is it your begging to make a deal for? hmmm?” He said with a cheeky smile. Tears brimmed my eyes as i spoke up to make the deal. “I need you to heal Castiel…He’s dying” i choke out holding back my sobs. “Uh uh uh darling, now why would i help the youngest Winchester do that?” He looked curious and fascinated waiting for my reply. “Crowley, I love him. He’s better use to everyone alive.” i started through gritted teeth. “You can have my soul or do whatever you want with me, i don’t give a fuck. Just find a way to heal him and promise me you’ll get our babies soul up to heaven and you can do whatever you want to me.” “Baby? As in you and Castiels baby?” he said looking quite intrigued  “Yeah he doesn't know about it none of them do.” “You’d sacrifice both yours and your babies life for his?” “Absolutely, now do we have a deal or not?” “Do they know what your trying to do love? I do not think your brothers or Castiel would approve of this deal.” “CROWLEY, i don’t give a damn about there approval. He NEEDS TO LIVE.” “So it appears just as you and Sam our Deans weaknesses and Castiel is your Weakness. They are not going to like this (y/n).” “Cas is my weakness that’s why i’d do anything to save or protect him. He’s my soulmate, he has to live the world needs him. Please…” Tears were running down my face leaving hot stinging trails down my face. “Please i love him, please Crowley please.” I begged as he looked like he was weighing the choices of letting Castiel die or let me die instead, finally he spoke up after about 4 minutes. “You got yourself a deal love. And because i actually like you and I’m feeling generous I’m going to not only get your babies soul upstairs i’ll get yours up there with it too.” I shot off of the bed hugging the king of hell, never have i been so happy over words that had left his much till now. “Thank you” is all i said. “Are you sure?” he asked as i pulled away “Yes I’m sure.” “Alright, Deans not going to like this none of them will. Are you ready love?” He asked looking for any second thoughts on my face. I just nodded yes closing my eyes waiting for it to be over. There was a bright flash of light and a pinch, then we were gone. I’ll always be watching over them..Always.

Castiels POV: This hunt did not go quite as planed. And now i was dying this wasn’t just something we could patch up. We would need a miracle for me to live. It’s already been 30 minutes i was laying on the cold ground Sam had called (y/n) and from how he was acting i take it she didn’t take my news well. She would never make it in time, so as i laid there trying to stay awake i thought about her and her beautiful smile. What it’d be like to hold her in my arms one last time, to tell her how much she meant to me. What it’d be like to go home alive a surprise her. I told Dean and Sam they were not to make any deals to save me, (y/n) would need her brothers. Another few minutes passed when Crowley appeared. “Hello boys, Castiel. I’m here on behalf of a special request to save you. And it being i actually like the person who asked i agreed it was best if i did.” I was confused by what he meant. The only people who know I’m even dying are here..(y/n) must have asked him. Once he had me all healed up he said he was sorry and vanished before we could ask what he meant. We drove back to the bunker in mostly silence, we were all relived that i had been saved. But i still didn’t know what Crowley meant when he said he was sorry. A couple hours later we were pulling up to the bunker, getting out of the car we all rushed inside to tell (y/n) the good news. Dean, Sam and i had all tried calling her since we had started heading back but she never picked up her phone, perhaps she was sleeping. Dean walked to the kitchen to grab a beer while Sam and I went to find (y/n). We went to her room first but  she wasn’t there, there was however her phone laying on her bed a melted chocolate ice cream in the floor. “(y/n)?” Sam and i started calling for her as we walked around trying to find her but we couldn’t so we went back to find Dean. Who was now in the library with some piece of paper in his hand, he was crying. Why was he crying? He gave Sam the paper when he was done reading it as he ran outside without a word? “Sam what is it?” I asked as he started reading the paper. (’Never Get To Heaven’ starts playing in the background like music does on tv episodes.) He as well started crying looking up at the ceiling for a few seconds, before he finished reading what was on the paper. He started to sob as he dropped the letter on the table, his large hands covering his face shoulders shaking. I grabbed the paper and read it to see what was wrong, but i wasn’t expecting to read a goodbye letter from (y/n). I fell to the floor as i continued to read. We were going to have a baby, i was suppose to be a child’s father. That was until she sacrificed her and the babies life for mine. This wasn’t suppose to happen. i didn’t know what to do i couldn’t move, i was in shock. (y/n) was gone, and it was Crowley’s fault. Dean came back in only to throw his beer against the wall the glass shattering. She did this because she loved me too much, because i was her true weakness and she couldn’t let me go. Looks were exchanged between the three of us, as in we all were planning the same thing. We were going to get pay back on those angels and Crowley for what he did knowing we would have never approved of it. We all were outside staring at the sky hoping her and the baby was safe. A shooting star passed by and i knew that if anything at least she would be there waiting for me when i got back up there, back home…