#mcl oneshots

[allmcl]

hi!! do you also write for armin (separately)? ive been craving some armin content for a while and i found your account, your writing is so amazing, and i was wondering if you'd write something where candy and armin arent back together yet in UL and, after a night in the snake room with alexy, rosa, priya and the others, armin decides to fight for her love not knowing he doesn't need to fight for it since she's head over heels for him

STILL HERE │ Armin Keenan.

When a reunion with an old love reminds Armin of everything they experienced together, he decides that after so much time, it's now or never that he should get you back.

pairing('s). armin keenan x f!reader

genre. fluff, angsty.

content wanings. mentions of breakup, alcohol consuming, cursing, kissing, suggestive themes.

author's note. MISSED THIS BOY SO MUCH DURING UL, hope you like this!! (tysm for requesting, sorry it took so long!) AND BTW, i found like a lot of lastnames and i decided for this one (not sure if is the canon one ://)

I was sure that my return to the city would be harder. After all, I couldn't blame anyone for being angry with me. If one of my friends just left, without even saying goodbye, I wouldn't be happy either. But, luckily for me, they had a much better reaction than I expected.

At the moment, I only saw Rosa and Melody. Although perhaps I didn't know how to show it at the time, having seen them after so long squeezed my heart so much that I still feel my emotions on the surface.

To tell the truth, I'm scared. Although I used to seeing eachother very often in high school, whether to go out for a drink or just to walk around the city, this is not high school anymore. And it's now, when I'm getting ready to go out, that I feel like I'm getting ready in my old room to go shopping with the them. The phone vibrates, and brings me out of my melancholic thoughts.

I look at him out of the corner of my eye, the screen glows with a notification from Alex.

Alex…

I refrain from further worries and simply read it from the preview.

"[Y/NNN]??? we are waiting for youuuu"

"Years waiting to see you, and you still late🙄​"

I smiled wistfully. I know he says it jokingly, but the guilt is real. But that's not important now, because it's once and for all my time to fix that, and to get back on track with my life here. I type a quick, “on my way,” before pocketing my phone and heading out the door to my campus room. Although the phone rings again, I don't bother checking it and I hurry to arrive on time.

I look at the time on the screen: "11:48." I curse under my breath. I'm a little embarrassed to admit that I'm lost, and that even though I've been wandering around on the same street for more than twenty minutes, I still can´t find the bar. On the other hand, who would think of inviting someone to a place and not sending the address?

When I start to stress again, I recognize a voice in the distance that I would recognize anywhere. It's Alex. I follow the sound, although I don't pay attention to what it says, none of it matters when I see it. His eyes light up and he falls silent immediately. As I expected, he almost hugged me to the ground. Rosa also briefly joined our hug, smiling as she watched us interact.

"Finally!" He screeches in my ear, and although it dazes me a little I laugh out loud. "I missed you like crazy…" He whispered to me, and I had to separate myself for a moment to not burst out crying in my place.

"I missed you, Alex.." I sighed, but he seemed to notice my mood, changing the subject slighlty.

"You´re back, all that matters." He jokes, and I smile. "I hope you're ready for the surprise then."

I raise an eyebrow. "Surprise?"

"Yes, I told you by text." He emphasized obviously, gesturing towards his phone.

Of course, the text I didn't read. I nod briefly, so he thinks I know what he's talking about. Their surprises honestly scare me. They can go from something exciting to something illegal, you never know what to expect from these two. I'm nervous yes, I assume the "surprise" is inside.

"It's not bad at all." Rosa calms me down, she seems to read my mind sometimes. "I promise you'll be happy"

Well, now I'm scared.

Alexy wastes no time in cutting off the conversation, and Rosa simply presses her hand on my back lovingly, urging me to enter the disco-bar, "Snake Room." This was definitely not there when I lived here. Well, most of the things I see now didn't used to be there. Upon entering I immediately notice the loud music, the smoke and the smell of alcohol, the lights blur my vision a little, and it is difficult for me to discern where Alex is.

Rosa guides me a little to the table near the bar, which seems to be one of the quietest places in the place. But that's when the colored lights hanging near the stage allow me to catch a glimpse of him.

"I thought it would be nice for you to see each other again." Alex says, trying to calm the tension in the air.

My breath stops for a few moments. I don't know how to feel, but my body responds on its own. I'm shaking a little, and at this point I don't know if it's the flashing lights or their presence that's making me dizzy. I can barely move to get close to greet him. He changed a lot. Of course his essence is still there, I can tell, but it's definitely different.

"Welcome back." His voice is also different, deeper I could say. It throws me off a little. Well, all of him does. I curse myself internally. I was convinced I was ready for this, but I see I'm not.

I smile at him reflexively, and sit down across from him. The silence feels quite loud now that I feel his gaze on me, even though I avoid making eye contact. Rosa clears her throat, and gestures indiscreetly at Alex. I would laugh, if it weren't for the fact that this whole situation has me totally overwhelmed. I look at him for a few seconds, but he was already looking at me. God, I don't know if I can handle this.

"I imagined you´d be happier…" He smiled with amusement, and I couldn't help but feel my heart skip a beat at his expression. He looks boyish, in a strange way. It's as if for a moment, his expression took me back to high school Armin.

"I'm surprised, that's all." I laugh nervously.

"Well, he came all the way here just to see you." Alexy clarifies, but Rosa waves him off with a glare.

I look at him with my eyes slightly open. "You´re not living here?" The question escapes me before I can think about it.

"Not quite." He clarifies, and takes a sip of beer. It's now that my throat feels a little dry, but I don't feel like drinking alcohol. I could end up doing things i´ll regret. "Although now that you're back, I'd think about it." He winks at me.

I looked to the side, and felt my cheeks burn a little. It looked like it was going to be a long night.

"I thought you were tougher." Rosa reproaches, tripping a little, but Alexy holds her steady. "Now you go to bed early and don't drink. You've become an old man." He grimaces, and a laugh escapes us.

"It's not that!" Alex complains. "I just wanted to greet [y/n] sober." He looks at me smiling, and I smile back. "I'll take care of the old drunk" Rosa exclaims a "hey!" and hits him lightly on the shoulder, but he doesn't flinch.

"Are you back on campus?" Armin asks me, and then I remember that he is, in fact, still here. He looks at me, waiting for my response but I freeze instantly. Every time he speaks I experience the same embarrassment.

"Well, I'll leave you, lovebirds." The idiot does it on purpose. But for the first time, I notice that I'm not the only one embarrassed, Armin's cheeks turn pink, and he sends a reproachful look to his twin, who smiles innocently. Some things never change, I see. "Take care of her." It sounds more like a threat than a request, to which the black-haired man rolls his eyes and nods.

I watch Alexy walk away in the opposite direction.

Silence falls between us, and it is until we see the two disappear after turning down the street that I understand that I am alone with him. I smile awkwardly at him before taking a couple steps back.

"I'll walk you back." I open my eyes a little, and look at him with surprise. He seems sure of his words, and looks at me expectantly with that smile of his that I still have to get used to. "I don't like the idea of ​​you walking alone,"

"As much of a gentleman as I remembered." I reply, a flirtatious smile escaping me and Armin simply smiles wider. "It's close, anyway"

"I insist." His expression is confident, and well, I don't mind his company either.

With a slight nod of my head, Armin understands that I agree, so we start walking towards the campus. The silence this time is not awkward, and although we don't talk about anything, it really feels like there are an infinite number of topics to touch on. Not very pleasant topics. After all, we can't ignore that we were together, and that the break-up wasn´t the most pacific thing either.

"I was also glad to see you again." I whisper, and even though my voice sounds quiet, he hears me. He always does.

"I figured you'd be mad." He confesses, and although I don't see his face I know he's looking at me.

Deep down, yes I am. But I'm not sure if that was enough of a reason to ruin the evening and Alex's surprise. It would have been nice to have mentally prepared myself so that I wouldn't have reacted like a schoolgirl to seeing him.

"Well, it's been a long time…" I clear my throat a little. "I have my reasons to be tho."

"Yeah, but I bet you forgot all of it with how good I look." He mocks, smiling widely.

I click my tongue. "You can't use your face to change the past."

"You're right, but I can use it to change things now." A lopsided smile appears on his features, and his comment takes me by surprise.

I tense up suddenly and simply look away. I hate that probably if he tried… "You're too cocky." I complain.

Deep down, I wonder if that would bother me. It's stupid. Armin didn't care that we broke up, I really wonder what his intentions are now. But, I can't deny that the memory is still alive in me. Everything about him remains in me as if he had never left, and it bothers me that I couldn't change that in this embarrassing amount of time we were apart.

"I just feel like I'm not the only one." Armin grumbles, shoving his hands into the pockets of his baggy pants. Now I also notice that his style is different. It doesn't seem like his brother intervenes as much in his clothes as before, that is, he maintains a bit of his own style more than anything. More calm and informal.

"What is that supposed to mean?" I grimace, crossing my arms before looking back at him.

"I say that because I notice the way you look at me." His words make me even more angry. Sometimes I feel like there is no one who can read me like he does. It was always like this, since we were young. One expression on my face was enough for Armin to decipher what was happening to me.

"I―no.." I stuttered and he noticed it, however, he didn't continue probing and I remained silent.

The walk to campus was getting shorter, and I wasn't sure I knew how to say goodbye. Everything was so strange. It's not that I want to see him, but knowing that he was going to leave made me feel like I couldn't just leave him like that. My heart is beating fast, I feel like even he can hear it.

And although it seems like things can't get any worse, several drops falling on my hair bring me out of my frantic thoughts. The chance of rain was quite low today, but of course it has to rain anyway.

"This weather is a bit nice." Armin points out, extending his palm to feel the raindrops on it, which slowly intensify.

"Nice? I'm soaking my clothes." I grumble, trying to cover myself a little.

"On one of these days we kissed for the first time" Armin smiles to himself, and simply lowers his gaze to look me in the eyes.

Shit. I didn't expect to have to think about this again. Less now that he´s here. Of course I remember it. I invited him to eat at the restaurant where we made that ridiculous double date that I actually still remember as one of my most precious moments.

On the way back home, rain started pouring and us, like idiots, hide nder a tree until it calmed down a bit. I wouldn´t forget something as special as that.

"You have no right Armin." I feel my eyes water at the memory, but I am relieved to know that because of the rain it is not very noticeable. "You can't say that now."

"It's not easy to pretend that I don't remember anything that happened." He frowns a little and stops in the middle of the street, forcing me to do the same.

"I'm not asking you to do it but…" I stop, feeling a sudden lump in my throat.

"And you can't pretend that the same thing doesn't happen to you."

And he is right. He always is when he talks about my feelings. He is correct, of course. Since I saw him, I knew that in fact, nothing of what I felt for him had managed to dissipate over the years. My heart still belongs to him.

"I lost you once, [y/n]. I can't let you go again…" His words hit me like a bucket of cold water. "When I knew you were coming back I―…"

I interrupted him. "Do you think it's easy for me?" I raised my tone of voice slightly, the fierce rain drowning out the noise a little. "Your lack of interest tired me out, Armin. You can't come back into my life like this and expect me to throw myself into your arms like it was nothing."

"I know I did things wrong, but I can still show you that I changed!" He raised his voice too. My heart was racing, and his blue eyes looking at me like I was the only thing in the world made me feel like a teenager again. "I'm not the same one who made mistakes. The only thing that remains of me is the love I have for you, [y/n], it's the only thing I couldn't change."

Tears are streaming down my face, and I don´t think it comes unnoticed by him anymore. He sheepishly tries to dry them, but the water keeps running down.

"Look at me," Armin approached me and forced me to look at him with a gentle movement of his hand. He pressed his fingers a little on my chin. "I love you." And now, in his bright eyes, in his warm hands and in his smile that I never thought I would see again, I see the truth.

Without being able to get the words out of my mouth, frustrated, angry, I let myself go and as if my hands knew their way, they wrapped themselves around his neck and pulled him closer to me. Our breaths merge and his arms end up around my waist. We are so close I memorize every feature of his face, every new thing my eyes notice.

"Are you going to kiss me or keep making me wait?" He murmured, and to silence him once and for all I kissed him.

I felt safe, at peace. Like I've been waiting for this forever. His lips fit perfectly on mine as always, his grip tightens and I need to hold on to him as I feel my legs shake a little. It's passionate, fierce. It's not like the way he kissed me before, so innocent and clumsy.

The butterflies that I thought were dead begin to flutter in my stomach again, and the only thing that separates me from jim is the lack of air. But even though we break the kiss, Armin doesn't let me go, he keeps me close to him and brings our foreheads together.

"This time I'll make you stay." He sighs, and kisses me again to seal his promise.

©allmcl !

[cutielando]

paws and chaos | l.n.

synopsis: in which you and Lando decide to adopt a golden retriever

a/n: i don’t know about you guys, but Lando always gives off golden retriever energy, so it’s only logical that he adopts a goldie

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It had all started with an innocent comment on your part.

"I saw the cutest video of a puppy on TikTok this morning" you had said one morning, scrolling through your phone while Lando sipped on a cup of tea next to you.

"Oh yeah?" he said, looking up from his phone to look at you.

"Yeah. I'd love to have one someday" you said, absentmindedly.

Lando tilted his head, his lips curling into a mischievous smile.

"Someday? Why not today?" he asked, making you blink up at him.

"What?"

"Let's get a dog today" he said, his voice filled with excitement.

"Lando, we can't just-" you started, ready to list all of the reasons as to why this was not a good idea.

But Lando was having none of it. He had already stood up from the dining table, his tea long forgotten as he grabbed his laptop from the counter.

And that's how you found yourselves, twenty minutes later, scrolling through the website of the nearby animal shelter in Monaco. Each puppy he pointed out seemed cuter and sweeter than the last, and despite every protest you tried to make about the two of you being unprepared to care for a puppy, you couldn't deny the effect that each of the tiny faces staring back at you had.

After meticulous analysis of every puppy picture on the website, Lando had stopped on the one.

A scruffy little thing with floppy ears, soulful eyes and a patch of fur that stuck up awkwardly on the top of his head. Both of your hearts melted once you had stared at the picture, a silent agreement that this was the one for you.

The shelter had named him Benny, but Lando immediately decided to rename him Turbo.

"Look at him! He's perfect, don't you think?" he exclaimed excitedly, practically bouncing in his seat.

You sighed, a smile tugging at your lips as you looked at your overjoyed boyfriend.

"Do you really think we can do this?" you asked, wanting to make sure he knew what he was getting himself into.

He nodded, his eyes staring back at you.

"Fine, let's go meet him"

♡♡♡♡♡

Not even an hour later, you were at the animal shelter, waiting for the staff to bring out Benny Turbo.

The moment he toddled into the room, he made a straight beeline for Lando, his tiny tail wagging so hard it looked like it might propel him off the floor and into the air.

"Mate, you're going to break the sound barrier with that thing" Lando laughed, scooping the puppy into his arms.

Turbo immediately licked Lando's cheek, earning a delighted squeal from your boyfriend.

After a couple of moments, the goldie turned his attention to you. And then it was game over. He wiggled out of Lando's arms and climbed into your lap, pawing at your hands and nibbling on your fingers with his tiny teeth.

"Okay, he's absolutely adorable" you admitted, your heart completely stolen as you enjoyed the attention from the small puppy.

Lando grinned triumphantly.

"I told you" he said, making you roll your eyes.

By the time you got home, Turbo had already earned himself the spot as the king of the house.

He darted from one room into another, sniffing everything he encountered in his sight. When he found Lando's shoe near the couch, he proudly dragged it to his newly installed bed and plopped down on it, staring at the two of you with the shoe still in his mouth.

"Turbo, that's not a chew toy" Lando groaned, chasing after him.

You watched from the doorway, laughing as Lando tried to wrestle the shoe from the determined and stubborn puppy.

It ended with both of them sprawled on the floor, Turbo wagging his tail like he'd won a championship, the shoe still with him.

"What did we get ourselves into?" you thought to yourself.

♡♡♡♡♡

The next few weeks were a whirlwind of adorable chaos.

Turbo was a ball of endless energy, absolutely no corner from your home being safe from his antics and zoomies.

He chewed on the table legs, got tangled into the window curtains and almost broke them. He even managed to steal an entire loaf of bread off the counter while you weren't looking at him.

"Where's the bread I just bought?" you asked one evening, looking around the kitchen with a confused face.

Lando looked around with you until he stopped in his tracks, his eyes wide.

"Uh... Turbo?" he slowly said, his eyes focused on the living room.

You followed his gaze to the room, seeing Turbo sat proudly next to the loaf you had been looking for, crumbs scattered all around him on the carpet like confetti.

"I can't even be mad at him" you sighed picking him up.

He smiled as he started licking your face, his tail thumping against your arm excitedly as he got your attention and affection.

Lando laughed, quickly taking out his phone to snap a picture of you and Turbo.

"You're going to break the internet with that face, Turbo" Lando said, looking at his phone for a moment.

You laughed, leaning down to press a sweet kiss on the top of his fluffy head.

A couple of hours later, it was late into the evening when you and Lando decided to head to your shared bedroom.

Despite the mischief and endless zoomies, Turbo was the sweetest little cuddle bug when nighttime came. Every night, just like that night, he would climb into bed with you and lay down between you and Lando, waiting for belly scratches.

"This is my favorite part of the day" you said, scratching Turbo's ears as he sighed contentedly.

"Yeah, mine too" Lando said, staring at you two.

What more could he want in life?

♡♡♡♡♡

As the weeks passed and Turbo grew, so did the bond between the three of you.

You celebrated every little milestone that he would have: his first trip to the local park where he chased the butterflies and made friends with every dog he came across, every road trip that you guys would take where Turbo would insist on sitting on your lap, every Grand Prix that he would attend as Lando's number 1 fan.

You celebrated and captured every moment.

But you also loved the bond between him and Lando.

One night, after coming home late from a girls' night out, you found Lando lying on the floor with Turbo sprawled across his chest. Lando was whispering softly to him, his voice filled with affection for his little best buddy

"You know, you're the best decision I've ever made. But don't tell your mother I said that, she'll get jealous" he said, running is fingers through Turbo's soft fur.

"I heard that" you called from the doorway, grinning widely as Lando looked up sheepishly.

Lando reached out to you, prompting you to sit down next to him, smiling once Turbo got up from Lando's chest and settled on your lap.

"Traitor" Lando said, pouting as he lost in your detriment.

You shrugged, sticking your tongue out at him as you cuddled Turbo close to your chest.

"You're both the best decisions I've ever made" Lando whispered under his breath, making sure that neither of you heard him.

He was just grateful for you both.

♡♡♡♡♡

Months later, as you sat on the couch with Lando's arm around your shoulders and Turbo snoring softly in your lap, you realized just how much joy the tiny, scruffy puppy had brought into your lives.

"I have to give you credit. Turbo was the best impulse decision you've ever talked me into making" you murmured, your hand continuing to caress his soft fur.

You felt Lando smile against the top of your head before planting a kiss.

"I told you"

And as Turbo let out a little snort in his sleep, you couldn't imagine your home without him or without Lando by your side.

They were everything you could ever need.

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Day 9 of 25 Days of Christmas: Playing in the Snow

Pairing: Oscar Piastri x Reader

Words: 629

Rating: PG

Warnings: None, just fluff

Oscar was home in a few minutes, and you needed him to hurry up. He was finishing up some last-minute things at McLaren before he could officially start his winter break. You got to annoy him with your presence. You were hiding behind one of the cars as you waited for him. It was a good snowfall last night, and you wanted to spend some time outside with him. And that's how you ended up here, bundled up with a haul of snowballs at your feet.

You peek over one of the cars and notice the bright color of a familiar McLaren. You quickly scramble back to hide from his view. The car pulls into the driveway, and you smirk as you hear the door open and then close; it's silent, and you move, turning only to not see Oscar there. "What the-" You whisper and turn the other way, only to freeze as you see Oscar smirking with a snowball. "So two things can happen here," Oscar says calmly as he tosses the snowball and then catches it.

"One, you stand down, and we can go have peppermint hot chocolate, or," He says and smirks, "I kick your ass in a snowball fight so bad, it'll be remembered in textbooks to come." He says, making you stare at him. "Bring it," you say, and quickly throw yours; it hits him square in his face, shocking him as the wet snow melts down his face. "Did you just?" He asks, and you scramble up as Oscar starts chasing you around the yard and road. Your screams of joy echo as you run away from him.

"No! Oscar, please!" you scream as he knocks you into the snow. "Payback!" he yells, shoving two handfuls of snow down your shirt. You both laugh loudly as you scream happily, and he smirks at you. "Gotcha," He smiles as you laugh, your faces red with happiness from the cold. "Make snow angels with me?" Eyes wide and pleading as he nods and flops down next to you. Both of you lay there waving his legs and arms and staring as the snow started falling slightly more.

"It's starting to snow again," Oscar mumbles as you nod wordlessly. "Want to go inside, baby?" He asks gently and sits up, careful not to ruin the snow angel. "Yeah, can we still have peppermint hot chocolate?" Oscar gives his bunny smile and nods, helping you stand, and you dance around your angels and head inside. The warmth blasts your faces, making you both moan as it seeps in through your clothes. "Come on, warm clothes, and then I'll make our drinks," Oscar says, kissing your head as you walk stiffly to the bedroom.

Moving, you steal one of his long-sleeved black winter shirts and your fuzzy pants with wool socks. Oscar comes in behind you, dresses in joggers with a sweater, and pulls you back, and you about a moan, seeing the heated blanket out with other snacks as well. You move, flopping onto the couch, and smile. "Let me go get the drinks," He mumbles and moves to the small kitchen as the smell of chocolate and peppermint fills your nose.

The scent grows stronger as you look up and see Oscar holding two mugs and sitting beside you. "I'm freezing," You groan and curl up into him, making Oscar smile down at you. "Gee, wonder why," He mumbles, tugging you close as you both hold your mugs. "Congrats, McLaren World Champ," You whisper, making Oscar smile into his mug. "Has a nice sound to it," He whispers, and you hum, "It does? Doesn't it," "I think I'd prefer Drivers Champ," You smile and tug him into you. "You'll get there, I know you will,"

[marycecilyy]

hello angel, how are you? i hope everything's fine <3. so i always read cute headcanons of nathaniel taking care of candy when she is sick/hurt but i never found anything more detailed about it like a oneshot or something and i was wondering if you could write something like that if you want? you are very talented and everything you write is perfect, hope you're ok <3

Hello, anon! sorry for how much it took me to write this oneshot. It's been sitting in my drafts for sooo long, but I got the motivation to finish yesterday and here it is :) consider this my comeback from creative block (i hope it is indeed).

Sweet of You

Rating: General audiences

Pairing: Candy/Nathaniel

Words: 2018

AO3

That tuesday morning was even more tedious than usual for Nathaniel. He was trying to pay attention to History class, but Faraize wasn’t making it any easier for him, deviating from the subject every five minutes. The chapter they were supposed to cover that day was German unification, a theme that was capable of holding his attention for a long time if the class wasn’t so interested in asking the teacher every detail about his past relationships. Nath didn’t understand why his classmates were so eager to talk about anything but stuff that was actually going to be covered in their exams.

Either way, that day Nathaniel wasn’t as irritated by his friends’ efforts to dodge lectures as he normally would be. After all, he was barely listening to Faraize telling the entire class how miserable his own love life was. His mind was elsewhere, more specifically, on a girl that has been occupying his thoughts so frequently that he might have begun to charge rent.

If she was present that morning, Candy would’ve been sitting close to Rosa and Alexy, exchanging short looks and whispers that, although little, were everything they needed to communicate. He smiled, thinking of how much trouble the trio has been into thanks to their habit of knowing what’s up with everyone. Even though it bothered him sometimes, he would always remember how it was Candy and her will to help everyone that saved him from his father and be grateful for that. The bell rang and his classmates started to gather their things. It was time to go home. In the corridor, Nathaniel approached Rosa and Alexy, who were chatting next to the lockers.

“Hi Nath!” Greeted Rosalya, with a smile on her face.

“Hey, guys. How are you doing?”

“We’re good. So, what did you think of today’s class?”

“It was fine” Seeing how Alexy raised his brows in disbelief, he completed. “I didn’t pay much attention. I wish you guys just let him give his lecture in peace instead of asking so many personal questions, though. Unfortunately, the next exam won’t cover Sabrine and her addiction to putting ketchup on every dish.”

Alexy laughed loudly and Rosalya rolled her eyes, smiling. “You have to admit that his love failures are way more interesting to hear about than German Unification. And I’ll read the textbook later so it’s alright.”

“Yeah, I guess. Anyway, do you have news from Candy? Is she recovering from her flu?”

“She’s getting better, in a few days she’ll come back to school.” Alexy said

Nathaniel smiled. That was good. “Okay. Well, see you, then.”He made a move to leave, but Rosa’s voice stopped him.

“You should visit her, Nath. We already did yesterday and she said what she got isn’t super contagious. She’d love to see another familiar face.”

“Yeah! I mean, we know we are amazing friends, but I have to admit we can be a tiny bit annoying sometimes…” added Alexy “Just a bit, okay?”

“You say? I never noticed that! After all, you two are so reserved…” Nath answered in a playful tone.

“Hey!”

Rosa giggled at the boys’s banter and slapped Nathaniel’s arm. “You better stop with that, mister. We’re trying to help you out.”

“Help me out? What do you mean?”

Rosa and Alexy threw a meaningful glance at each other, which made Nath feel a hint of suspicion. What were those two up to? Anyway, he let the subject go and said goodbye to his classmates.

Just as he was leaving the building, the suggestion his friends made crossed his mind. He would love to visit Candy, sure, but wouldn’t he be too pushy if he did that? Their recent “date” to the vet had been his idea and, even though she seemed to have a lot of fun, usual etiquette would tell him to wait for any indication of her wanting to do something again. On the other side, it wasn’t like she showed him signals of not being interested. It was quite the opposite, every day he was more convinced he should do something about his crush and ask her out on a proper date.

With all these thoughts roaming over his head, Nathaniel sat on a bench at the entrance of the park. As his eyes focused on the backpack resting over his knees, a thought occurred. He could tell Candy that the purpose of visiting her was lending her his notes from the missed days of school. What a great idea!

Before getting to her apartment, Nath went to the market and bought some treats to cheer her up. Though he wasn’t a fan of sweets, he knew it was a good gift for a girl. He was glad that he already knew her favorite types of candy due to her habit of always eating something with sugar before an exam (her justification was that the human brain functions in base of glucose, therefore she needed to get the calories she was going to burn).

Half an hour later, Nathaniel was at Candy’s doorstep, notebook in hands. He pressed the bell and waited for an answer. A moment later, the front door opened. It was her mother.

“Hello, Mrs Darcy.”

“Nathaniel! You must have come to see Candy, haven’t you? Come in!”

Candy’s mom was very nice to him. She brought him with a smile on her face, asking if he wanted something to drink. He replied politely that he wasn’t thirsty.

“Please don’t mind the mess, we weren’t expecting any visits today.” Lucia grabbed a blanket that was scattered across the couch. “Have a seat, I’ll go and fetch her.

Before he could answer anything, a groan interrupted their conversation.

“Mooooooooooom, who are you talking to? Don’t tell me it’s Rosa and Alexy again!”

He barely had time to process the thump of footsteps going down the stairs when he heard her voice again, clearer this time.

“Guys, you know I love you, but if I can’t take another day of you two poking at me. You know those visits are just an excuse to tease me all day about my thing with-” He laughed internally as he saw Candy freeze as soon as she noticed the person sitting in the middle of her living room wasn’t who she was expecting. Her face was so cute like that, eyes wide open and face growing redder by the second. However, his amusement vanished as soon as he noticed how she was dressed.

He didn’t know what he was expecting her to be wearing, but it sure wasn't a tiny pajama set that, although seeming comfortable, wasn’t fitting to receive visits from a guy. He looked at his hands, unable to glance any more at her underdressed figure. As quickly as Candy appeared she vanished, running up the stairs and slamming the door to her room. Worried, Nath stood up and slowly walked the same path she had just done, not before throwing a glance at Lucia and receiving an encouraging nod. From the outside of the bedroom, Nath heard a muffled cry as if she had just screamed with her head buried in a pillow. Not wasting any time, he knocked on the door.

“Who is it?”

“It's me. Nath.”

He waited patiently through the ruffling noises. A few moments later, she answered.

“Come in!”

He opened the door slowly and sighed in relief. Thankfully, she had put on a pair of shorts and a plain t-shirt. He watched as she sat on the bed, looking as pretty as ever even though her hair was messy and her clothes rumpled.

“Hi.” He said.

“Hi… gosh, that was so embarrassing. I’m so sorry, I just wasn’t expecting you and-”

“Don’t worry. Actually, it was cute seeing you like that.” If this situation had happened a few weeks ago, he probably would have been mortified. Now, he was even able to make fun of it at her expense. Who would say, huh. He was enjoying the new confidence that was starting to bloom.

“Seeing me in my pajamas? Wow, I didn’t know you were a pervert, Nath.”

“W-What?”

His face instantly turned red. He was about to start explaining himself before he noticed the cocky smile on her face, finding his reaction very amusing. Some things never change, huh.

-x-

Candy adjusted herself in her bed and tapped the spot at her side, motioning for him to come sit beside her. “So… what brings you here?”

She was trying not to show it too much, but she was very happy that he came. The only people that went to see her were Rosa and Alexy and, with all the love that she had for them, she had been wondering whether any of the boys was going to come. It was such a pleasant surprise to see Nathaniel there.

“Well.” He made himself comfortable beside her and showed her the notebook in his hand. “You missed a lot of classes, so I brought the annotations I made this past few days.”

“Oh.”

Candy did her best to hide her disappointment. Even though she was happy that he cared for her learning, she was hoping that he came because he wanted to see her. She wished he felt the same rumbling in his chest as she did when she remembered their recent encounters and missed his presence. However, it made sense. He was the responsible president of the school union, it was like him to care for a classmate and friend. Still…

“Do you want me to go through my notes with you? Some of them are kinda messy, so it would be good if I explained them to you.”

She nodded, longing to talk about anything other than school. “I’m a bit hungry, so do you mind before we study if I go downstairs and get us something to eat?”

“Oh, shoot! I had forgotten!” Nath opened his backpack and started rummaging through it. Everytime their shoulders bumped with the motion of his arms, a tingle ran through her body. Being near him felt so good.

“Here it is.” Nathaniel retrieved a bag and emptied it all over the bed, revealing a mix of sweets. There were two chocolate bars, a few caramel lumps and a lot of sorted candies. Those were her favorite kinds of sugary food. How did he know?

“I’m not a fan of sweets myself, but I figured it would cheer you up.”

“Thank you, Nath. It was really kind of you. How did you know exactly which ones I loved?”

“Come on, you’re always eating those before any exam. I alway notice these details about people I care about.”

Candy didn’t fail to notice the sub intended message behind his words, and that almost made her choke on the chocolate she had already started chewing. After she recovered from the surprise, her eyes locked with Nath’s. She liked his company and how he cared about her. They had gone through a lot together. Plus, watching him free himself and be more open was pleasing. She liked every new layer of him he showed her. She liked him. All of him. “So, how has it been at school? I feel for you, having to put up with Rosa and Alexy without me to control their craziness must be hard.”

“Control, you say? I think it’s more of you engaging with all of their madness.”

“Hmm, maybe. Why? Do you have a problem with it?”

Nath laughed and put his hand over her thigh. Candy tried to ignore the rush that gesture sent through her body. They looked at each other in silence for a long time before his hand squeezed lightly her flesh in an intimate gesture.

“I don’t mind. I like it, actually.”

They did end up studying, after all. However, it wasn’t productive at all because all Candy could think of for the rest of the evening was his hand on her thigh and his eyes on her. Nath blamed her distraction on her fever coming back. She let him believe that.

[rowenna-887]

so,i finally did i!

i want to write this oneshot(?),but i didn't know how to out this on the screen.

but anyway,there it is a little oneshot about the relationship of Rowenna with her mother.

𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰!

english is not my first language so can have some mistakes on the write.

also,the base of Lilianna is for VK group (I don't remember which one)and her hair is from this group.

i hope you all enjoy!

－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－

𝑅𝑒𝓈𝓊𝓂𝑒:

after a long time not seeing your mother,Rowenna take some courage and invited her mother to have a conversation.but things don't end up going as she expected.

its was a rainy day. Rowenna was sit on chair on the outside of the Cosy Bear,drink a coffee expresso,anxious.

For the first time,after she leave her the house of her parents,she would meet with her mother.

Lilianna,her mother,was a serious and proud woman. and of course,that Rowenna leave her house and not follow the old costumes of the Vanhouter's family,would made Liliana REALLY upset with her,at the point that she dis-considered Rowenna of part of the Vanhouter's family.

despite that,Lilianna accept her invite to meet with her. That's make Rowenna more anxious.

"why she would accept the invite??she didn't worry about since i left home,so why the hell she would accept???"

while Rowenna was thinking,she dind't noticed the presence of someone sitting on the in front at her.

"hum-hum"the figured make a fake cough,making Rowenna look her.

it was her mother,despite she being really different that Rowenna remember,she recognized her on the moment that she look her in the eyes.

it was of her mother that she take her eyes.an very light blue eyes,that remember dragon eyes.it was the only good thing that she tooked from her mother.

"hm... hi...mom" Rowenna say hesitant

"long time,Rowenna" Lilianna say almost formally."what you want to talk to me?"

Rowenna froze.she didn't know what to say,she expect an "how the tings going" or "are you ok?" or even that Lilianna start to talk about her boring life and hard job working on the Vanhouter's company.

hesitant,Rowenna start to talk."Akemi want me to talk to you.She said that you change your mind about me being an totally failure."

at first,Lilianna just look her,with that incomprehensible look.then,she sigh and say

"Akemi...told me that you make a fashion company.and i start to though that maybe you start to go on the right direction.like your sister did."

Rowenna start to feel angry.She think,that for a moment,your mother change,but not,she still compare her with her sister,like she always did.

"no,i didn't did like my sister,i'm doing what i love.the only thing that Akemi is doing is taking care of your perfume's company.it's different".Rowenna say coldly.

Lilianna look her.She was not surprise,but she have a disappointment look on her eyes.

"your sister loves her job.if i didn't inherited the company of my old family,we wouldn't have all this money on our hands."

"i don't have that money!"

"but you could.if you didn't leave your family."

that's it.Rowenna was really upset right now,she knowed it would be like this,like the old times.why she believed her mother could change?

but before she could say something,the waitress came.

"what can a offer to you,miss?"the waitress was a young girl,with a blond hair stuck two ponytails,looking indifferent.Rowenna have sure that she was a student,maybe for the high school or from the university

"two coffee expresso and a croissant,please."Lilianna say already taking the money and giving to the waitress,that goes away.

"i don't want more coffee."Rowenna say coldly.it was a lie,what she really need on this moment is a big coffee expresso for distracted from that.

"you don't need to drink,just take it."Lilianna say indifferent,pretend that she didn't notice the coldly on the daughter's voice."look,your sister is doing fine,she have an a job,a husband and a house!i know you want follow your dream,but you can work with the family!and you can have all this and more!"Lilianna say,from the first time,let some emotion comes out.

"i already have a job!i know that have the possibility of everything goes wrong,but right is all right!my company is doing really fine,and a don't need a husband."Rowenna couldn't believe what her mother was saying to her.She just accept the invite for try to convince her for go back to the family?and give some stupid complain about her leaving the family?

"what you mean you don't need a husband?at least you have an boyfriend,right?"Lilianna say incredulous

"no,i don't have a boyfriend!i have a girlfriend!"Rowenna put her and on her mouth after she realized what she said.

the table was quiet.Rowenna is not looking anymore on her mother's eyes. no one of they want to talk,maybe for the shock or maybe because they didn't know what to say.

the waitress came back with the coffees and croissant,not noticing the tension on the table.after some minutes,Lilianna was the first to talk.

"you...have an..girlfriend?"Lilianna ask in shock.

"...y-yes..."Rowenna say hesitant.

Lilianna look to her still shocked,and after some minutes,she sigh"so...that's why you left home?"Lilianna ask hesitant

"no!i...left home because..i don't want to follow the stupid costumes of our family!and...when a left home...i was dating Castiel,a guy of the school."

"so...your saying you date a man,but your dating a girl right now?"Lilianna ask hesitant and confuse.

"yeah.i'm pansexual."Rowenna say looking like she take a stone of her chest.

"pansexual"Lilianna repeat like the words didn't make any sense to her."what that's mean?"

"it's mean that i can be attracted for any person."Rowenna say like she say that everyday,still not looking on her mother's eyes.

the silence fill the table again.after some minutes,Liliana say.

"can..i meet her?"Liliana say hesitant.

for the first time,since that conversation start,Rowenna look to her mother,she was confused and principally,shocked

"you...want to meet her???"Rowenna was more anxious right now.she was scared that was just her imagination playing jokes.

"yes..can i?"Liliana ask,for the first time,gently to Rowenna.

"hm...she is..working right now.but if you wanna,i can invite you for a dinner for another day."Rowenna say i little to excited to Lilianna.

"i will accept the invite then."Lilianna say getting up."so,i will see you again on the dinner,Rowenna.have a good day."Lilianna speak leaving the table.

but before she go away,Lilianna turn around and say to Rowenna "i forgot to say,i'm... proud of you done,daughter.despite i think that the ways the you decided to follow for make your dream of create fashion mark was wrong...but i still love you,like a mother should do."and after this line,Lilianna go away.

For the first time,since the meeting,she was happy,and relieved.your mother didn't judge her and was proud of her!she couldn't believed on that.

Rowenna relax more on the chair of the coffee shop and drink her coffee expresso.despite that today is a rainy day,Rowenna could believed that she seem the sun for one second.

[sakuraasworld]

𝑴𝒀 𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑫𝒀 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝑶𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑻𝑺

↬𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖊𝖑

nothing to see here for the moment.

↬𝖈𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖊𝖑

nothing to see here for the moment.

↬𝖑𝖞𝖘𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗

nothing to see here for the moment.

↬𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖎𝖓

nothing to see here for the moment.

↬𝖐𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖓

nothing to see here for the moment.

↬𝖗𝖆𝖞𝖆𝖓

nothing to see here for the moment.

↬𝖍𝖞𝖚𝖓

nothing to see here for the moment.

↬𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖈

nothing to see here for the moment.

[kanraandchrome]

“Armin is back in town, but is scared that he'll once again be the twin everyone forgets about.

If he goes to the Mall, he can get everything he needs, even something he yearns for but never dares to voice.”

To celebrate Armin’s return, here’s a pre-canon OS I wrote about his new haircut, his thoughts and how he could have met Candy back, I hope you had fun playing, I will too !

[allmcl]

WICKED GAME │ Castiel Veilmont.

A quiet afternoon with your boyfriend couldn't seem like a better plan. But when two people are ridiculously in love, they always find something ridiculously more romantic to do.

pairing. castiel veilmont x f!reader

genre. fluff, suggestive.

setting. established relatonship, both are aged up.

content warning. kissing maybe? and castiel loves you too much :( (that needs to be a warning)

author’s note. im kinda nervous to post this 😭, pls tell me if you liked it, enjoy!!

The day was horrible, and all I wanted was to return to the comfort of my room and never leave. But since I discovered the comfort of being with Castiel in his house, simply talking about everything, resting, or any relaxing activity, I understood that there was nothing better than that.

"Feel better?" Castiel asked in a raspy voice, as if he had just woken up.

His finger gently tracing the curve of my back under my shirt sends an electrifying spark through my body. "A lot." I snuggle a little closer to him.

"I'll beat whoever hurted you." Castiel murmured.

I laughed. "You won't."

"Well, not if you don't tell me what happened."

I grimace. "It's not that important, seriously."

"If it concerns you, it's important to me." I don't see his face but I'm sure he's already frowning.

I managed to lean on him and stretch out a little and get a better look. I moved a little closer and my fingers stayed busy untangling the strands that fell into his eyes gray eyes, shining under the sunlight. "You look very handsome." The compliment slips from my mouth before I can think.

Castiel pauses for a second. "Do not change the subject." I would have believed him right if it weren't for the way his ears reddened and his expression relaxed.

"I'm serious." With the golden light from the window illuminating his features, and giving an even brighter shine to the red of his hair, I dare to say that I have rarely seen him so angelic.

He complains. "I knew you were obsessed with me, but it's starting to get embarrassing." Finally his smile escaped.

I rolled my eyes. "Wathever you say..."

A few minutes of silence were enough for the fatigue to dissipate a little. Between talks, Castiel and I were fully up and we were talking about everything and nothing, as usual. At this point in the afternoon, the radiant glow of the sun indicated that it was about to set.

With his eyes still closed, Castiel spoke. "I think about you a lot when I listen to music."

The idea took me by surprise and I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows in surprise.

"Oh yeah?" I smiled.

"It's a slow song."

"I thought you only listened to rock bands."

I have shrugged. "Not since I've known you." He confessed and seemed to avoid looking at me for a couple of seconds.

I stretched a little closer to him. "Can I hear it?"

Castiel seemed to hesitate for a moment, but soon agreed. He shyly reached over to turn on a music player and the song began to play. I know it! If I remember correctly, I may have mentioned to him at some point that it was my favorite. "Wicked games" started playing, and I couldn't help but get carried away by the melody.

"Come on!" I said, and got up from the bed. "Dance with me!"

Castiel shot me a horrified look before starting to complain. I slowly started dancing, and I offered him my hand to take, but he seemed prettysure that he wasn't planning on dancing with me.

"Please.." I wishpered.

Castiel could never resist that, so I noticed how he sighed heavily and barely stood up from the bed to join me. Although at first his movements were a little reluctant, he began to play along when I took him by the hands. We intertwined our fingers and I noticed how his grip was so delicate, but still firm.

The now dimly lit room gave everything a comfortable, homely look, and I felt like the time was frozen, and, for a brief moment, it was just the two of us. Castiel didn't dare say anything, but I could tell he was enjoying it too from the way he was watching me. His eyes shine and I can't tell if it's because of the light or some other reason.

"I wouldn't do this if it weren't for you." He reproached with a red face. I smiled and stood on tiptoe to kiss him.

Although I expected the same gentleness with which he held me, Castiel caught me off guard and instead grabbed me by the waist tightly, pulling me against him. Our bodies continued to move to the music, only this time we were melted into each other. The strong smell of his cologne intoxicated me, and his body heat relaxed me. His lips kissed mine a little too roughly, but he always did it that way.

His hands caressed from the curve of my waist to my back and higher with constancy and softness, just like the gentle swaying of our bodies.

"It´s nice to have you close..." I quietly whisper, breaking the kiss for just a few seconds.

In response, I feel a warm kiss on the crown of my head. Being so tall, he always used to do that instead of kissing my cheek. My body gives up a little, and I lean against his chest. The song is still playing in the background, and I feel how his chest vibrates while he hums to the rymth of the song.

"This…is nice" He said softly. "Even if it's ridiculously romantic."

I smiled against him, and from the way he pulled me closer, I knew he had noticed. I always knew Castiel wasn't that good with words. But he made an effort for me.

And that was enough.

©allmcl !

[cutielando]

qatar, qatar | l.n.

synopsis: in which you pick up the pieces after the shit show that was the Qatar Grand Prix

a/n: i think everyone needs a pick-me-up after that shit show that they called a race. also, this is very rushed, so i do apologize if it sucks ass

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A clown show.

Those were the best words that you could use to describe what the Qatar Grand Prix had proved to be.

The FIA had all but shit on Lando and his efforts during the entire race, the harsh penalty he had been given being completely ridiculous and blown out of proportion.

You had watched everything unfold from the garage, debating what had happened with Keegan and Jon at the end of the race.

And yet, even though neither of you could come up with an explanation for what happened, all 3 of you came to the same conclusion.

"He's going to be absolutely devastated" you had all agreed.

Hearing his voice on the radio at the end, broken and absolutely exhausted, made your heart clench even more in your chest. He had been so excited, so happy and positive going into the race, and everything went out the window in a matter of seconds.

Watching him sit in the car after he parked added more salt to the wound. You knew he would be beating himself up for his 'mistake', and you knew it would take a lot to try and make him feel better.

You were chewing your bottom lip as you waited for Lando to come back from his media duties. You were racking your brain about what you should say to him, whether you should even mention the race at all or just avoid the subject altogether.

The sound of the small door opening snapped you out of your thoughts, you eyes landing on Lando.

"Hey, baby" you greeted him, your eyes instantly going to his face.

He looked so tired, so devastated and sad. Your heart clenched at the sight of him, so broken and just plain exhausted.

He didn't say anything in return, only came and sat down next to you, his gaze fixated on the floor.

For a brief moment, neither of you spoke, letting a tense silence swallow you whole.

You didn’t even know what you could possibly say to make him feel better. Words just didn’t seem to be enough.

“It’s not your fault, baby” you whispered, putting your hand on his back and rubbing soothing circles.

He scoffed, shaking his head.

"I should have seen the flag, I should have slowed down. I may have just cost us the championship because I was too stupid not to see those flags" he said, his voice dripping with defeat and sarcasm.

"Hey, don't say that. Even the team hadn't realized what happened, you should have seen the way those flags were being waved. Yellow, then green, then blue, then green again, then yellow once again. It's not your fault, Lando" you said, doing your best to sound as convincing as possible.

But you knew it was in vain. He shook his head, hanging his head lower than before.

You continued rubbing circles on his back, your other hand taking a hold of his.

"I should've known" he whispered, his voice small.

It broke your heart to see him like this, so down and vulnerable. This wasn't your Lando, the happy and cheerful boy you had fallen in love with.

You didn't say anything for a little while, letting a more comfortable silence envelop you two. You didn't even know what you could possibly say.

"How about we pack up and go to the hotel? We can talk there, I don't want you hanging around here right now" you suggested, patiently waiting for a response from him.

He hesitated a little before finally nodding, needing to get away from the paddock as soon as possible.

You made quick work in packing up everything for him, letting him rest while you took care of everything.

The ride to the hotel was quiet, soft music playing in the background. Lando spent the entire ride looking out the window, seemingly deep in thought, his hand tightly clasped in yours. You kept rubbing little soothing motions on his soft skin, hoping it provided at least the knowledge that you were there for him, no matter what.

He still didn't say anything until you made it to the room, silently moving through the kitchen.

"Do you want me to run you a warm bath?" you asked, your voice soft.

He nodded, giving you a small hint of a smile as he finally looked at you. You could see the silent torment going on behind his eyes, which broke your heart even more as you looked at him.

You went over to him and pressed a kiss to his cheek, nuzzling your face into his before making your way towards the bathroom.

Once you got him in the warm water, you could slowly see his muscles relaxing, the creases on his forehead smoothing out.

"Do you want to talk about it?" you asked, your voice small.

He sighed, not saying anything for a moment before he opened his eyes and turned to look at you, sitting on the floor next to the tub.

"I feel like I've let everybody down. I should have seen those yellows, I should have slowed down and then maybe I could've caught Max and won. We would have won the championship if it weren't for my mistake" he said, his voice a little shaky.

You shook your head, your hand coming to rest on his cheek.

"Don't say that. This was not your fault, do you hear me? I was watching that broadcast and the yellows were not shown on time for you to see them, they didn't even know if they should show them or not. This is not your fault, this is solely on the FIA, okay?" you spoke, looking into his eyes.

He bit his lip, wanting to argue with you, but upon seeing the fire in your eyes, decided against it.

"I just feel like I've let everyone down" he whispered, his eyes filling with tears.

He cared so much about everyone around him, from the team all the way to the fans, and he hated feeling like he's disappointed them. Even if it was something that he didn't have control over.

"No, Lando, nobody is disappointed or mad at you. Everyone is saying that you didn't deserve that penalty and you should have won, everyone. Don't ever, for even a second, think that this is your fault. I need you to believe that" you were determined to make him see the light at the end of the tunnel, to make him understand that there was still hope.

He bit his lip, tears now freely falling down his face.

He didn't think he could put into words how grateful he was that he had you. You were his solace when everything seemed to go against him, you were his peace when everything around him was chaos, you were his everything.

He couldn't imagine being able to cope with everything if it wasn't for you.

"I just want this to end" he whispered, pursing his lips as even more tears fell down his cheeks.

You sat up and cradled his head to your chest, running a hand through his wild curls.

You held him as he silently cried, holding your own tears at bay. You needed to stay strong for him, you needed to show him that despite what he might have been feeling, everything was going to be okay.

His sobs quieted down after a while, only his silent sniffles disturbing the silence. The water was already cold, which sent a shiver through Lando's body.

"Come on, I don't want you to get sick" you said as you let go of him with a kiss on the forehead and held up his towel.

Once you got him dressed up in something comfy, you both settled into the comfortable and soft bed.

You were trying to get a read on him, detect anything that could indicate how he was feeling.

In the end, you decided to just ask.

"How are you feeling?"

He shrugged, but he didn't seem as sad as he had been before.

"I'm still sad, and still disappointed, but I feel a little better thanks to you" he said and gave you the first genuine smile of the evening, warming your heart in the process.

You smiled and leaned in, pressing your lips against his soft ones. You poured every ounce of love and adoration you carried for him in the kiss, hoping that it could speak for you.

When you pulled away, his smile was even wider now. He looked like he wanted to say something, but his phone dinged with a message just as he had opened his mouth.

He took it and unlocked, chuckling a little once he saw the message.

max f: wanna hop on stream and forget about tonight?

You smiled, knowing that streaming with Max would always guarantee to put a smile on his face.

"Do you mind?" he asked, looking at you hopefully.

You shook your head, running a hand through his damp curls.

"Go ahead. I'll take out my Kindle and read a little" you said, your heart warming at the happy look on his face.

And that's how you spent the rest of your evening, bundled up in bed, him with Max and you engrossed in your book.

Just enjoying each other's presence.

Because in the end, that's all he needed to forget.

Just you.

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[moondaythe13th]

   Two nerds, sitting zero inches apart because they’re not straight

[marycecilyy]

Happy New Year!

Word count: 1687

Pairing: NathXCandy

Waning: NSFW ahead!

-x-

Nath gave his girlfriend’s hand a light squeeze while he nodded, listening to Chani as she told him some interesting stories about her time spent with Violette and Kim. The trio had grown even closer in the past months. Between painting and exercising, they were inseparable.

“And did you decide if you’re gonna accept Yael’s offer?” Candy asked, throwing a quick glance at the redhead, who was casually chatting with Hyun.

Chani fiddled with the glass on her hand, taking a few seconds to come up with an answer: “Not yet, but I’m inclined to accept. I mean, she seems to be handling Vio’s career pretty well.” 

“Yeah, you’re right. I trust her a lot and I know you’d be in good hands. Still, it’s  up to you.” 

Bzzzz

A vibration on Candy’s purse made her excuse herself from the conversation. Nath gave her a quick kiss and she went to the outside of the café to pick the call.

“Is everything okay? It 's 23:30, In twenty minutes we’ll head to the park to watch the fireworks.” 

“I’m ready, it’s just…” There were rare times when she saw Priya insecure, and this was absolutely one of them. Candy could even tell the reason why.

“Look, I know you’re nervous about Rayan being here, but you’ll have to get used to seeing him. Also didn’t he accept your apologies already?”

“He did, but still...I don’t want to ruin everybody’s night with my presence.”

Candy frowned.  This had been such a complicated issue and she had tried to be there for both of her friends. Priya resigning from the case had been a relief, but there were still things to solve.

“You won’t, and I’m sure you two will work things out.”

“...Okay. I’ll see you soon, then.” With that, Priya hung up.

Well, things could have gone worse. She was about to get back in and search for Rayan when she spotted golden locks heading towards her. Nath.

He pulled her by her waist and caressed her cheek sweetly. “I know you have this urge to solve everyone’s problems, but not today. They’re both adults, I’m sure they can figure this out on their own.”

“How did you know….”

“Intuition. I know you well, babe.”

Candy melted into his embrace at the sound of the pet name. Their lips met in a soft kiss, proper but still full of love.

“Now, let’s get back inside.”

As soon as Priya entered the Cosy Bear, ten minutes later, things got a bit uncomfortable. She found Rayan quickly, though, and they started a pacific conversation. Candy had no idea what they talked about, but both of them seemed more relieved as everyone walked to the park. 

-x-

5… 4… 3… 2...1…

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

Colorful fireworks brightened the night sky and, as everyone cheered and hugged each other, Candy and Nath shared their first kiss of the year. One hell of a kiss, by the way. With her lips locked on his, she wondered if that year would surprise her more than the last one.

“Hmm…” His thumb caressed her lower lip, red and swollen from the passionate make out. “You know what? I think we should head home.”

“What? But what about the others? And the champagne!” She turned her head to look at  her friends, but he held her chin so that she would face him instead.

Nathaniel’s lips curled up into a devilish smile. He approached her ear and whispered. “They had your attention all night. Besides, no champagne will leave you as dizzy as when I’m done with you.”

Damn, that man really mastered the seduction skill.

Eric noticed the couple distancing the group and abandoned his talk with Nina (good for her, his romance tips weren’t that great) to properly say goodbye.

“Aw, are you leaving already? The party has only started!”

“Sorry, but we really have to… uh… feed White.”

Eric threw a questioning look at Candy. It was obvious he didn’t buy it. However, he didn’t insist more. It was clear that the two of them were about to have some amazing sex and he wouldn’t interfere on that.  

He tried to repress the quick beating of his heart as he watched the lovebirds leave, his eyes focused on the girl’s form. Eric noticed how her eyes avoided his during the short conversation. Judging by Nathaniel’s behavior, though, she didn’t tell him anything about what almost happened and that was a relief. Damn, why did he think she’d return his feelings?

-x-

“Is everything okay?”

Candy nodded, but her frown didn’t disappear. She knew she did nothing wrong, on the contrary. However, Nath deserved to know about Eric’s interest towards her. After all, they were friends.

“Look, whatever is bothering you, I hope it isn’t too serious. I still plan to start this year with a bang, if you know what I mean, and we can’t do that if you have that face on.”

She chuckled at his pun. That sexy bastard…

“We can talk about it tomorrow, I think. You’re right, we need to enjoy our night.”

Nath pushed his girlfriend onto the bed, hovering over her and gluing their lips in a fierce kiss. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist and forced his crotch against hers. The roll of their clothed hips caused a shiver to run down her spine, going directly to her lower half. 

Candy arched her back when Nath’s hand went under her dress and started touching her clothed pussy. The same moment he bit her lower lip harshly, he started drawing circles over her clit. A moan escaped her mouth and he pushed one finger in.

His digits were rough and precise, hitting with expertise all her favorite spots. He kept kissing her, swallowing all of her gasps as he fucked her with his fingers. Her high was near, she could feel it. However, as she was getting close…

“Hey. Why did you stop?” Candy opened her eyes and looked up at Nath, who was now sitting on the bed. He had pulled out from her and was taking out his shirt. 

He unbuckled and kicked off his jeans, leaving him only with his boxers. He looked at her like a beast about to eat his prey, his eyes full of utter desire.

“I think we should do something different tonight…” 

She sat back up and laughed. “What now, you want to try anal?”

As a response, Nath only grabbed her ass and squeezed it harshly. Damn, he was being serious.

“Oh....” In two seconds her face was bright red. Well, it wasn’t like she didn’t think about it before, but she never imagined he’d bring that up out of the blue like that.

“Only if you want to…” His hand drew circles over her bottom.

Candy gulped. Well, it surely would be a great way to start the year. But what if something went wrong? If she got an infection or whatever, it would be so embarrassing…

“If it helps, I bought some lube the other day. It’s in the bathroom.”

“Mmm… Well, okay. But only if you let me return the favor in the future.”

It was his time to be embarrassed. She never talked about that, why the sudden interest in pegging him? “I-I’ll think about it… I promise.”

She grinned, satisfied with his answer, and went to the bathroom to get the lube. Before getting on the bed again, she undressed completely.

“So, how do you wanna do this?” Her initial shyness was completely gone, replaced by the excitement of trying something new. 

“You tell me, love. However it’s more comfortable for you.”

Nath gave her a sweet peck that eventually turned into a long make out. She laid on her back and let him control the kiss. Without interrupting the contact, he grabbed the lube and spilled it over his index. Slowly and carefully, he pushed it into her hole.

It felt… different. A good different, though. Candy closed her eyes and focused on the pumping of his finger in and out of her. When she felt like taking more, she gave his hair a little pull and muttered encouraging words.

He put in another one. Again, he started with languid movements, curling his fingers to spread her nicely.

“Are you feeling good?”

“Yeah…”

Nath pulled out his fingers and freed his dick from his underwear. He smeared it with more lube and gave some testing pumps. He looked so sexy, hair messy and spine curved as he hovered above her with his cock poking at her entrance. 

When he finally was inside her, Candy swore she saw stars. It was a completely new sensation, something she had never felt before. As Nath slowly moved inside her, he also rubbed her clit with his hand that wasn’t holding her hips. She looked up to lock her eyes on his. He had his notorious pleasure face, eyes squinted and head tilted back. She was sure that was an amazing experience for him too. 

Nath didn’t go rough like she expected, all of his thrusts were calculated, but deep and passionate enough to have her cumming in no time. He followed suit, spilling himself into her as he grunted next to her ear. Wow. That had been…

“Amazing. This was...” He pulled out and kissed her sweetly, “I wasn’t certain you’d actually accept that. Guess you always find some way to surprise me, don’t you?” 

Candy laughed between erratic breaths. She watched as he put his boxers on and laid next to her.  She embraced him and placed a few kisses on his chest.

“I loved it. Can’t wait for my time to fuck you. Should I buy the strap-on already?”

“You won’t give up on that, will you?”

Her response was immediate. “Never in a million years. It’s called payback” 

He would still hear a lot about that subject. However, that night, the only thing that mattered was their bodies entwined and the fact that they had started the year the best way possible.

[amordoce-whatahell]

[Halloween 2018] Missão Dia 13: Come now Alice, it’s only a dream...

É noite. Em seu quarto a Docete chama por Rosalya, mesmo sabendo que sua amiga já havia levado todas as coisas para o próprio apartamento e lá terminaria os trajes. Não há sinais de máquinas de costura, tecidos, agulhas ou linhas. Ainda sim Docete sentiu que precisava chamar por Rosa.

“Não, espera... O que são essas coisas na minha cama?”, a Docete murmura para si. Ela entra no quarto com cautela, procurando não perturbar Yeleen, que já estava entregue aos braços de Morfeu.

Ao se aproximar da cama tombou a cabeça para o lado, em curiosidade. Sob seus lençóis haviam cinco bonecas.

“Que fofas...”, a Docete pensou enquanto sentava-se a beira da cama para observar melhor as bonecas. Elas tinham algo de familiar, e... estavam amarradas a fios. Marionetes. Pequenas marionetes...

Distraída em devaneios, procurando respostas em memórias que não existiam, a Docete não percebeu que o cenário agora era outro. Olhou em volta, se viu sentada sobre o palco do Snake Room. Percebeu então que usava um dos trajes com o qual Rosalya havia lhe presenteado por toda a ajuda nos últimos dias e se perguntou quando que tinha vestido aquilo.

Uma voz familiar a trouxe de volta à aquela realidade, olhou para baixo, para as bonecas em seu colo, e percebeu que uma das marionetes era a perfeita cópia em miniatura de Nathaniel. Ele tinha algo que a atraia...

A marionete Priya a pediu. Aquela voz tal qual uma melodia a encantar uma serpente... Como poderia dizer não?

Hyun a chamou também, sempre tão carismático, tão amigável... Talvez até algo mais...

Mesmo em miniatura Rayan conseguia ser tão... instigante. Causava em Docete uma estranha sensação, sua presença era tão agonizante quanto era prazerosa, e essa confusão de sentimentos a fazia se perguntar o que era... A fazia desejar descobrir o que era...

Não importava a quantidade de anos que pudesse vir a passar, Castiel era irremediável. Mas Docete não se importa, está acostumada com ele assim... ela gosta dele assim...

Ela sente então essa vontade por colocar seus pequenas, mas adoráveis, marionetes para dançar. Tal qual se estivesse hipnotizada a Docete enrola os fios em seus dedos, levanta de sua cadeira e manipula aquelas miniaturas de pessoas especiais para seu coração.

Imersa em seu próprio show, o mundo a sua volta se torna desfocado, sua plateia de sombras são como passantes sem rumo que pararam ali para um descanso, nada mais importa além de seus pequenos fantoches.

A Docete se sente como uma tecelã, a tecer o destino daqueles presos a seus fios. Eles dançariam de acordo com sua vontade e serviriam apenas para seus desejos, e seriam gratos por isso. Pois no fim é o que eles querem também, mesmo que não percebam.

Ela então manipula seus fios sentindo que é o centro do mundo. Se aquilo existe é por ela, para ela. Coisas, pessoas, tudo existe apenas para seu próprio show assistido por uma plateia invisível, tudo é apenas um jogo onde as peças se movem de acordo com suas vontades, de acordo com o que ela decide.

Mergulhada em êxtase por compreender o poder que tem a Docete dança e canta com suas pequenas marionetes. Cada qual, a sua maneira, querendo sua atenção.

“Qual de vocês eu quero?”, ela se pergunta em meio a risadas, “Qual de vocês me merece? Devo escolher agora ou esperar mais um pouco? Brinco com apenas um ou com todos?”

E enquanto a Docete está em completo estado de euforia as luzes então se desvanecem. O Snake Room há alguns momentos tão vivo se torna um lugar sombrio, e uma voz ecoa pelo ar...

“Docete.”, a voz chama.

Nesse momento os fios afrouxam de seus dedos, ela olha em volta, a plateia de sombras se ergue sem aplausos. Algo estava errado, aquilo não era normal. Sentia o terror crescendo, e as sombras começaram a se aproximar do palco, o mundo desaparecendo, a escuridão a cercando...

“Docete!!”, Yeleen a chama novamente.

“O quê... Yeleen?”, a Docete pergunta ao reconhecer a companheira de quarto.

“Meu Deus… Você está assustadora. Você sabe disso, né?!“, Yeleen a questiona.

Docete percebe que está de volta em seu quarto, sentada em sua cama, a luz acesa incomodando seus olhos. Entende então que estava sonhando esse tempo todo.

Docete pede desculpas a Yeleen, mesmo sem realmente estar se sentindo culpada, e pede para que Yeleen a deixe para voltar a dormir.

A Docete dar-se por satisfeita, então deita na cama e se cobre com o edredom esperando voltar a dormir.

“Docete?”, Yeleen a pergunta logo após apagar as luzes.

“Mmm... O que foi, dessa vez?”, A Docete pergunta sem nem se dar ao trabalho de olhar para Yeleen.

“Posso saber com o que você estava sonhando para fazer coisas tão bizarras?”, a companheira de quarto ranzinza pergunta.

A Docete abre a boca para responder, para então se dar conta que não sabe.

“Não me lembro mais...”, responde quase em um murmúrio, sua mente divagando.

Fechou os olhos, esperando que o sono pudesse acalmar aquela estranha sensação em seu coração. E antes de cair no sono total, teve a sensação de estar com fios enrolados em seus dedos...

🎃  UNPLEASANT DREAMS  🎃

[the-world-of-naiyara]

Well...0///0 you should kinda know who I'm gonna ask for.... Castiel and my Evie, as for the how's... Let's say if the two never broke up or finally back together at some point at his place in University... 😣 I can't stop blushing!!

So… You waited for ages and I’m so thankful for your patience. I also want to thank you for your kindness and understanding. I’m grateful for having met you and I hope we can meet irl someday! 

I hope you like this os and that it respects your Evie. 

Enjoy! 

No need to remember.

Evie couldn’tstop thinking about what had happen the night before. Or at least she tried. 

After six months in Anteros,Castiel and her had grown pretty close. The grudges and bygones from their pastrelationship had vanished and they were back to teasing each other like theyuse to in high school.

For months,Evie had denied what all her friends had been harassing her with: that Castiel andher still had feelings for each other. That they were more than just friends. Thatthey’d get back together, someday, somehow.

But today,her world of certainties, or as Naiyara put it, her world of denials, crumbledand collapsed.

Last night,Evie, Pryia, Alex and Naiyara had gone to the Snake Room. They’d been partyingand drinking. As was Castiel and his band. Evie couldn’t quite remember how ithad all worked out, but she was now sitting in Castiel’s bed, in a room reekingof alcohol.

“God damnit!” She whispered. Good news was, she was still wearing panties. Bad news? Shewas shirtless.

Evie lookedto her right at her sleeping rocker ex-boyfriend, desperately trying to rememberwhat had happened the night before. Nothing. She remembered dancing withMorgan, Alex’s boyfriend, she remembered seeing Castiel at the bar and… Blank.

“Come on, Ithink I’d remember if we’d slept together!” Evie thought, trying to reassureherself.

She gets outof bed and grabs Castiel’s black t-shirt. As she walks toward the door she seesher reflection in the mirror.

Her mouthopens in silent shock. Evie’s neck and breast are… Covered in hickeys. A flashpasses by Evie’s mental eyes. Castiel is on top of her, they’re in bed and hismouth is lustfully sucking onto the skin of her neck. Evie feels a chill passthrough her body at the remembrance.

“Hey…Whatcha doin’?” Asks a groggy male voice behind her. Evie turns around. Hercheeks burning up.

“Er.. Hey…”Is all she manages to say. Castiel waves at her to come closer, which she does.He’s like a magnet and her body moves at his will.  As she sits on the bed, Castiel grabs herwaist and pushes her down on the bed. He rests his head on her breasts.

“Mmmh…” Hegrowls. “That t-shirt’s raspy.” He complains, and he lifts it up.

Smiling,still half asleep, Castiel slides his hand in Evie’s back, holding her up, andagain, like a string-puppet, she raises her arms and allows her God-knows-what,to undress her.

Castiel,doesn’t seem at all embarrassed by the situation and rests his head on Evie’sbreasts.

“Mmmh… Muchbetter. So much softer.” The young man mumbles, cuddling her. But he doesn’tstay still for long. Eyes half closed, Castiel, starts to kiss her delicateflesh. His kisses are soft and tender. His mouth goes up to her neck which henuzzles. “How can you smell so good?” He whispers, tickling Evie with hisbreath as he starts to kiss her.

Evie’sbrain is about to blow up. His kisses, as soft as they are, are causing her toburn up. Out of breath, she can’t speak and ask the thousand questions she wantsto. One of them is on the top of the list, shining like a neon sign.

Castielwashes those questions at once, as he lets go of her neck to looks into her eyes.

“I missedyou so much Kiddo.” He kisses her timidly. “Don’t go anywhere this time.”

Evie canbreathe. She can move. And she answers his plea by taking his head in betweenher hands and kissing him. She missed him too.

As theirtongue interwine, Castiel’s hand reach for her panties and slides them off herlegs.

[mintydrop]

MuteInTheCold

I didn't fight the cold, but I didn't give in easily either. Puffs of white formed the image of my breaths. My soft breathing bouncing off the walls and floor of this place. Shifting my body, the heel of one of my boots scraped against the cold floor as I hugged my legs. Burying my face into my knees. My cheeks instantly began to feel warmer. Inside this cold and dark shed that belonged to the gardening club. I should have never come to this side of the school today.. but a letter after school placed within my locker made me--

My face was brimming with excitement as my hands clumsily opened the envelope that had been waiting for me in my locker. My eyes scanned the piece of paper and oh boy.. such beautiful handwriting requesting me to meet at the garden outside the school. His name scribbled at the bottom of the page. Who was I to refuse such a beautiful script of words? I gently closed the metal door and raised my sleeve to my mouth, smiling against the fluff on my jacket. My body rejoiced and it began to move on its own. My steps followed to the chime of my heart as I made haste to the school garden. The tapping of my boots heard throughout the empty hall of the late afternoon. I placed the letter tenderly into my coat pocket, while almost losing my footing in the process. The double doors flew open and the winter touch met my face as I stepped outside. I round the corner of the school, seeing the gardening club area in view. Slowing my pace, I looked around to find the one who wrote me the letter. Nature was so quiet and still. The plants covered in giant trash bags, to protect them from any late night frost. The forest peeking over the wall. No view of my prince-charming. I stood there for a bit, instantly feeling glum that maybe I was either too late, or it was a prank. I did stay after school longer than usual. I was practicing in the choir room by myself. Singing. I couldn't really do it well in front of others. It was way too embarrassing! I shook my head and placed my hands to my cheeks in hopes of shooing the cold out of them. Anxiety crept up on me as I heard some very obnoxious rustling behind me. "Geez, what do we have here?" I could feel my nose cringe a bit after recognizing that voice. I turned to the girl who stood before me. She brushed her long blonde hair behind her shoulders making it flicker in what little light there was outside. The clouds were grey, the wind was absent. Everything just felt so cold and a chill ran up my spine as the schools number one bully and her two lackeys took a step closer to me with grins on their faces. “It’s the mute girl.” One of her friends remarked. I transferred to this school beginning of winter and only having been around for two weeks, I’m starting to get teased for being quiet all the time. “Hey mute girl, do you know who we are!?” I was never good at remembering names, but there you have it.. it’s not like they cared to address me by my real name either! I kept still and quiet for the most part. "… I'm waiting for someone." I mumbled enough so they could hear me. The girls deadpanned at me and then looked at each other, soon bursting into a synchronized laughter. Their teeth showing. Their eyes flaring. Their hair falling out of place. I felt nervous and somehow like everything that was going to happen next was entirely my fault. Before I could react to anything else. The three girls grabbed me by the arms and dragged me away to the back of the greenhouse. I heaved as I felt my arms being squeezed tightly. I wasn't scared, I was becoming upset. It took all of their effort to shove me into this shed I never knew existed back here. Before I could push open the door, I heard a slab of wood being placed on the other side of my exit. I tried to push and pull, but to no avail. "Don't worry, we'll notify that nerdy kid to come and pick you up later." A muffled voice said, as they then burst into laughter once more before it got quiet. I slapped my hands on the door. “Don’t leave me!!” A dead silence, no one came back. I looked up to a tiny window that was high above. I couldn't reach it and I didn't want to damage any of the boxes that were placed around. I decided to just sit down and wait it out. Assuming they meant Ken, it would be best to wait for him. I didn't want to make this into a big deal, because then the bullying could get even worse if they see that I was frightened and angered. I looked at the tiny window before gazing at my watch. There was still light and it was 5:10pm. Fifteen minutes had passed by. Wonder where Kentin could be.. he is such a nice person, I'm sure he would do everything possible to rescue me. Despite not being good at socializing-- he made it easy to be friends with. It was getting colder in the shed and started to wish that someone could come and get me now. I was going to miss one of my favorite TV shows. Laughing at that thought, I heaved heavily and stretched my legs. I tried to stay calm, but couldn't help but let a small tear fall from my eye. Why did this have to happen to me? What have I done wrong..? My brother shouldn't have ever made us move to this city. I tried not to get in anyone's way, but well.. I'm pretty sure that trio picks on a lot of girls..! I whimpered softly as I wiped the tears now falling freely from my eyes. I rubbed my weary eyes and sighed. It felt good to cry, but this feeling in my heart wasn't doing me any good. I gave another sigh before I started to hum a little. I heard my voice echo in a strange way inside this room. I hummed again and gave out a musical note. I grabbed my small handbag and pulled out the tiny notebook I had always carried with me. I flipped the pages and soon began to sing the words that I wrote a few days ago. Feeling happier, strangely I lost time of how long I was in the room. I critiqued myself and played with the tones that the walls reflected. My hums echoed and I sang again. The notes bouncing off the walls even louder than before and continued to ring in my ear after I stopped. I scribbled on the notepad. I got up and twirled once before I stretched my arms and danced a little waltz that I learned from my brother. Suddenly the door rattled. I looked outside the window and the light was fading just a bit. My watch came to a beat of 5:45pm. I slammed the side of my fist on the door. I was relieved that Kentin had finally showed up. I listened to him hurrying to pry the door open. The wooden slab on the other side falling soundly onto crisp grassy dirt. The door latch coming undone. I placed my hands to my mouth as I saw who it was when the door came wide open. His two tone eyes flickering in the shadow, his silver hair glowing with the sun that was now finally laying on the horizion sky. Hair like pure snow tinted at the tips with a bit of darkness. "Are you alright?" Lysanders voice broke me free from my awe. I averted my eyes away from him and nodded once in silence. I could never speak to him whenever we crossed paths... I always wondered if he found it annoying of me for staying silent. I heard him groan a little before asking me again if I was really okay. I patted the dirt from my jeans and reassured him with a, "Yes, thank you.. I am fine now." I looked to him as I felt hot from his doubtful gaze. He stepped closer to me and bent down to the floor to reach for my things. He looked at my notepad. "Moleskin paper is very nice. The texture is smooth for writing. Do you like to write?" I stood silent as I quickly took the small notepad and bag from his hold. I nodded. A relaxing silence trickled into the room for a moment before he spoke. "What were you doing in here?" I didn’t really know what to say, should I be telling him I was bullied in here? The breath transforming into fog. "N-nothing.. I was just.. writing. I didn't touch anything.." I gestured a little to the boxes and items scattered in the shed. He gave a soft sigh before he shook his head. "That is not what I was inquiring... I meant how you got locked in here." I looked past his shoulder and out towards the garden behind him. No one in sight. I didn't want to say I was bullied, though I'm sure Lysander wouldn't tell anyone if I asked him to keep quiet. Still, I didn't want to drag him into my problems.. even if this was the person who I've admired for some time now. I wish I could tell him everything about me, but at the same time I did not want to bother him with my troubles. I shook my head as we started for the center of the garden. "So.. that was you singing. I came out for a bit of fresh air and heard your voice coming from this place." I could feel my face melt, my hands becoming sweaty and my head and heart throbbing. Oh no, someone heard me singing--- Agggh I've embarrassed myself in front of Lysander. "Didn't mean to annoy anyone." I mumbled as Lysander looked at me, raising his eyebrow as he gave me a questioning look. "Do not sell yourself short. You have a beautiful voice. If you didn't sing as you had wanted, I may have not found you." I flinched a little. That’s true, who knows when Kentin would of come by.. but MY voice beautiful..!? I felt happy, clasping my hands as if to hold on to that feeling, but as I slowly reached into my coat pocket, I gripped the paper hiding inside. My cold hands pulled out the now crumpled envelope. Realizing that it did not belong to Lysander as the letter had mentioned, I handed it to him hesitantly. He unfolded the envelope and pulled out the piece of paper inside. He read through the meaningless words in silence, his eyes suddenly shadowed. I stared at the heterochromia that drew me close in wonder. He looked at me and not wanting to meet his eyes, I simply looked down at the ground. I took a step back as he tore the letter and the pieces fluttered to my feet. I felt a little saddened by his actions. He was totally littering, but to tear those sweet words in front of me. I knew he didn't write it, but the thought that it was possible to bond through such a way was destroyed by his hand. He walked out of the garden and I followed slowly as we both approached the front of the school. I was going to say my goodbyes as it was much too late not to be home.. looking up to him, I saw the fog emitting from his lips. "Do you think that I am too much of a coward to ask for some of your time in person..?" I let his question sink into my thoughts before my eyes widened in realization. "N-Not at all..! I never once thought.." My voice trailed off as my lips quivered. He was upset. Does he maybe know that I had my hopes of him way too high..? He figured out why someone locked me in the shed. He figured out that I was weak and smitten over him and someone else took advantage of it. He must feel.. gah, I’m so pathetic!! "... I am.. So Sorry!!" I twirled my heels as I faced the direction of my apartment and began to walk in a stiff and uncomfortable fast pace. The wind fought against my skin and my hair flipped violently before a sharp hold sprang from my right upper arm. I looked back wide-eyed as I saw Lysander's angry face. He wanted answers, he wanted something from me. What was it? Then his face relaxed and so did the tension in my body. "Apologies, I never noticed." He softly spoke. Oh no, so he's figuring out now, that I have a crush-- "You were being bullied. Possibly why you avoid me so much. Pardon me.. if you hate me. I hope you do not honestly think I am in some way involved in these pranks." I looked at him, my eyes in shock. He was still oblivious..!? I mentally smiled at the wave of relief that came over me. I shook my head and hands resting my eyes at the ground. "Never.. once thought that. From what I’ve seen, Lysander is a very good person.." I mumbled and continued to look down at our feet, hoping he wouldn't point out that I was probably turning red from the face. I heard him sighing as he stepped a little closer to me. I looked up to him and seeing his eyes, some how calmed all of my emotions. I stepped back and looked around to see the area was empty of people. "Can I hear you again?" he asked. I blinked and must have been staring at him like an idiot as he felt the need to explain. "I mean your singing. I would like, if we can practice together some time." I nodded my head up and down. Was Lysander in choir as well? I mentally kicked myself for not knowing anything about him, but I felt so happy. I had to restrain myself from glomping this guy. "That’s okay with me. I'll see you later." I waved to him as I began to leave him at the school entrance. My breath leaving a trail of fog. I looked back and saw him still staring out at me. I smiled a little and continued walking all the way to my apartment. I had to write these feelings that were bursting from me. I could finally have the chance to express my feelings to him with my voice.

“I better shoot Kentin an email, don’t want him worrying about me.” Tomorrow I’ll let him in on what happened today!