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umm 69 + 74 please? don’t feel pressured at all. take your time. <3

69. "My face could be a good seat. Ow!"

74. "Shit. It's really tight."

Bro, I've never done this before but i had this sudden idea of high sex

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Warnings: smoking weed, blowjob, degradation, use of the word whore and good girl, face slapping, fingering, vaginal sex

"You have what?!" Harry did not just say he brought weed to this party, right?!

"Weed! You should try it." You'd never done it before but from what you'd heard it wasn't too bad.

"I- I guess I could try it. Okay." He grinned and took your hand, bringing you over to a couch which was surrounded by people in chairs that looked very stoned.

"Why don't we just do shotgunning since it's your first time?"

"Shotgunning?"

"Oh, right. I'm gonna take a hit then blow it into your mouth." That sounded complicated, wasn't it just more simple for you to take a h- oh he's already starting.

He quickly took the hit and turned to you, leaning in and kissing you, surprising you. You didn't have much time to react before he moved the smoke into your mouth, making you pull back and cough.

He patted your back as you leaned over and coughed, praising you. "Good girl, you done it."

"You could've warned me, Harry!" He tutted and turned back to the other people, joining in on their conversation. You leaned back against the couch and waited for the high to hit you, hopefully it wouldn't be too bad.

"You wanna do another one?" You turned towards Harry who had the joint between his pointer finger and thumb again, ready to take another hit.

"Um, sure?" He smiled and took another hit, repeating what he did last time but you didn't have a coughing fit this time because you knew what was coming.

"You're good at this, huh? Want to go get a drink?" He stood up and offered his hand to you, you took it and let him lead you to the kitchen. "You want some alcohol?" You shook your head. "There's cranberry juice?" You nodded and he started pouring the drink for you, letting you hold his left hand as he poured with his right.

As you were waiting for him to pour it, you felt more and more spaced out, more relaxed. "Love? You alright?" You gained your sensed back and looked at him, he was offering you the glass but placed it on the counter when he saw how spaced out you were.

"You wanna get away from all these people? Don't want you to freak out." He didn't wait for your answer, instead just taking you to a bedroom, sitting you on the bed, then locking the door.

"Lie back, relax." You fell back onto the bed and closed your eyes, trying to even your breathing.

"Do you wanna have sex?" You said abruptly, not able to contain your thoughts.

"Um, I don't know..." You sat up and saw him standing in front of you. You reached out and wrapped your arms around his waist and rested the side of your face on your stomach.

"I heard it feels really good when you're high, so we basically have an obligation to do it."

"I don't think thats true but I guess we could." You smiled and lifted his shirt up, starting to kiss his stomach.

"Can you take your clothes off?" You pulled your face back and he unbuckled his belt, quickly undressing under your prying eyes.

When he got to his boxer briefs, he stopped and looked at you. "All your clothes."

"Can you do it?"

"Oh. If you want me to." You placed your hands on his hips and he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath in and out. "You alright?"

"I'm fine, just never done it high before so I don't know what to expect."

"Nothing bad's gonna happen. Are you sure you're okay, though?" He nodded and opened his eyes, looking down at you as you pulled his boxer briefs down his thighs and let them pool at the floor. He stepped out of them and kicked them away.

"What are you gonna do?" You gave him a cheeky smile and he let out a small 'oh'. You spat onto his dick and saw his fist squeeze as he tried to contain himself.

"Ready?"

"Ready." You wrapped your hand around him delicately and he whimpered, taking more deep breaths when you started to move your hand. "It really does feel better when you're high..."

You stopped so that he would open his eyes, when he did, you stuck your tongue out and kept your mouth wide open. "You want me to?-" You grabbed onto his hips and he gasped to himself. "Alright..." He placed his tip on your tongue and started moving it into your mouth, slowly so he wouldn't hurt you straight away.

You got a bit tired of him going slow so you pushed his hips and he hissed, obviously not expecting that. "Fuck me..." He moved his hand to the back of your head and moved his hips slowly, also moving your head with his hands at the same time.

He threw his head back and you noticed his hips started to go a little faster, obviously getting caught up in the moment. He didn't even stop when you were really gagging, so you pinched his thigh.

He stopped when he felt the nip at his thigh, moving his hands off of the back of your head, letting you pull back and catch your breath.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you-"

"Harry, it's fine. I get it." When you looked back up at him with tears on your face from coughing, he leaned down and wiped them away with a frown.

"Let me make it up to you?" You stood up and he smiled at you, cupping your cheeks and leaning in to kiss you.

"I need to sit down..."

"My face could be a good seat." You rolled your eyes and pinched his arm. "Ow! What was that for?"

"Don't say weird shit like that."

"I'm offering that you sit down...on my face and get pleasure at the same time. It's a win win."

"Too much effort." You sat down on the bed and he pouted.

"Lie down then, I hurt you and I gotta make it up to you." You fell back with a thud and placed an arm over your eyes.

"Could you get in the middle of the bed, it's a wooden floor and I don't wanna hurt my knees..." You let out a sigh and moved for him, feeling the bed dip with his weight once you moved.

"Do you want me to move your dress up or take it off?" You lifted your arms up and he got the idea, unzipping you dress before moving it up and over your head. "You're so beautiful..."

He ran his fingers over the lacy material of your new bra. "Haven't seen this one before. It's pretty." He dragged his finger down your stomach and smirked when he saw you press your thighs together. "That feel nice, darling?"

He leaned down close to your face and you were going to kiss him but he pulled back. "You're not gonna let me kiss you?"

"Telling me you don't enjoy a little teasing?" No response. "That's what I thought." He placed his thumb on your bottom lip and you opened your mouth, letting him move his thumb into your mouth so you could suck on it. "Good girl..."

He pulled his thumb out and praised you. "You're being so good for me." He placed a hand on your waist and leaned down to kiss at your neck, slowly moving his kisses to the exposed parts of your breasts.

He reached behind you and carefully unclipped your bra, dragging the straps down your arms then throwing it to the ground. "Always look so pretty."

"Touch me, please?"

"What? Did you just speak?" You forgot about the rule. "Did you forget you're not supposed to speak unless spoken to." You were in trouble now.

"Asking me to touch you like a whore? Is that what you want me to treat you like? A whore?" You nodded. "Fine, I'll treat you rough like a whore. I'll hurt you like a whore." He bit his lip and reached up, closing his hand around your throat and squeezing slightly, enough that you still had air.

"You like that don't you? Maybe you really are a whore." He reached down and gripped your underwear, tearing it in half. He didn't give you any warning before he started rubbing your clit hard. You bucked your hips up and he had a satisfied look on his face. "Aw, the little whore likes that." He moved his hand away. "Too bad, shouldn't have broke that rule."

"Put your arms above your head and keep them there." You crossed your arms at the wrists and held them above your head on the pillow. "Finally being good again." He leaned down and gave you a single kiss then squeezed your neck with the hand around it. "What do you want?"

"I...I want you to fuck me."

"I'll do that later, right now I wanna have some fun with you."

"But-"

"Are you actually trying to piss me off? Talking again." He slapped you and you pressed your thighs together. He grabbed your thighs and pushed them apart, taking away the relief you got from pressing them together. "You enjoy me slapping you that much?"

"Yes..." He placed his hand on your thigh.

"You want my fingers?" He didn't wait for your answer, moving his ring and middle finger into you, you gasped when you felt the cool metal of his rings against you.

"Your rings..."

"Shutup." You closed your eyes and arched your back as he started to move his fingers. He moved his fingers at a slow and torturous pace, enough for you to feel something but not get off.

"Too slow for you?" He bent his fingers and hit that spot inside of you, you moaned out and he moved his fingers even slower but kept them bent at the same angle. "That's the spot, innit?"

"Yes, keep going please."

"Don't know if I wanna overstimulate you tonight or hold it off as long as I can. I guess you'll find out." He pulled his fingers out and you whined at the emptiness. "Don't worry darling, gonna get what you want now."

You looked down to see him wrap his hand around his dick and grin at you. "Y'ready?"

"Of course..." He positioned himself and moved in slowly, grabbing your hand when his hips were against yours.

"Shit. It's really tight." He moved his hips back slowly then quickly and roughly pushed them back against yours. "Shit...always so good." He started to move his hips roughly but slowly against yours, bottoming out everytime and making you feel wonderful everytime.

"Harry..."

"Did I ask..." He paused to take a breath and collected himself. "Did I ask you a question? Why are you talking?" He moved his hand around your throat again and raised his eyebrows. "You keep breaking the same rule over and over, stop talking or this isn't ending pleasently for you."

He looked down between your bodies and started to rub your clit with two fingers harshly. "Come on..." You grabbed onto his shoulders and dug your nails into his skin, arching your back.

"Don't make me wait, darling..."

"I'm gonna-" He kissed you as you climaxed, your hips bucking up and a tingle running up your spine.

He started going faster and you gasped. "I chose overstimulation."

[not-me-simping-for-blasty]

Yo, so I flew through Wrong Number, Asshole (which is 😙👌) and I thought his quirk going off over the phone was so cute. But do you think he’d be insecure about it??? Like about holding hands or trying to keep it together if his s/o says something embarrassing? And what else do you think would he be embarrassed about with s/o?

omg tysm!!! i love writing that story so much so i’m glad u enjoy it!!! we do love a good soulmate au here hehe

aNd wow what a good ask thank u for this im obsessed with it and this is gonna be soooo long omg soz

-okay so first. yes. 100,, 10000% embarrassed about it. he feels like he should have his shit together with his quirk since it’s what Bakugou’s so proud of,,,, and like that’s mostly true???

-except i personally hc that his quirk also ties into intense emotion the same way regular sweating does,,, like, if he feels rlly strongly about something, instead of normal sweating it’s just straight nitroglycerin. and he has to like actively learn how to get a handle on it as he grows too!! so like anxiety sweating? sure he’s got it under control, been there done that. scared sweating?? only gets scared in battle and he’s already exploding things by then so its all good. but love???

-oml has no iDEA how to handle it!! i fully believe bakugou’s idiotic mad brain doesn’t fall easy, but when he does , he falls hARD. so lets say he has a major major crush for the first time ever, and he’s just sweating everywhere and his skin feels like it’s on fire - mans just pops. like a bacon griddle. not full on explosions bc he’s not actively setting them off ,, but if u do something cute, something that gets his heart racing just right he’ll pop

-i kinda imagine it’s bc Bakugou can’t understand what he’s feeling bc he’s a big dumb angry person so instead of just accepting his crush he’s like “oh. my palms are exploding by themselves. and i think about s/o constantly. huh. both things at the same time must mean i want to fight them- yeah that’s it. i just wanna fight ‘em real bad.” which only leads to more little explosions.

-pLeasE heLP hIm

-but anyways, you better not say a sinGle thing about this if u see it or hear it. bc man’s is not one to be embarrassed without putting up a fight,,, and this is about explosions , something he knows,,, so he’ll be like “yeah? wanna fuckin’ make fun of me, huh? i’ll show u what to fuckin’ make fun of!” and then just decide to set off a close range explosion in his hands or blow something near u up to high hell

-what can i say, he’s an idiot??

-congratulate katsuki on the explosion tho,, tell him it was really big and scary and thats when you’ll get him reaLLY embarrassed and keep him embarrassed

-speaking of hand holding tho,, he’ll be super nervous to try at first. like he doesn’t want u to end up feeling the little pops bc you’ll ask and then he’ll have to embarrassed and explain and he just isn’t a fan of that idea alright?? quickly comes to realize tho, as he experiences it, that if you hold his hand you’ll actually smother the little explosions??? like just- nothing will happen bc there’s not enough oxygen for anything to combust unless he makes it combust. which he won’t. obviously.

-oooO and here’s sum other “embarrassing” things he does that you’re ~not allowed~ to comment on

will stare in private. just generally zone out and stare at you- don’t say anything tho!!! bc otherwise he’ll get all huffy and “what the hell are you even makin’ that stupid shit up for! I’d never be caught dead starin’ at an idiot like you” - all said while still simultaneously staring at you.

tries to impress you. like if other people are around that he think u might like, he’ll challenge them to like weird physical feats or intelligence tests or he even somehow turns telling jokes into a competition??? and he’s so competitive it’s obvious too, but u can’t say anything about it. just let him express his love through borderline violence and victory lust ig bc there’s pretty much no stopping him

will cook food for you. don’t comment on how good it tastes tho bc for some reason he finds how much he wants to take care of u majORLY embarrassing

being physically affectionate. man’s almost never grows the balls to initiate hugs or hand-holding or cuddling bc he finds it mega embarrassing to be needy so if he does?? and then you make a joke like “oh, you’re so clingy today, huh” ?? man’s will throw u away from him and never touch u again unless u ask, so just don’t say anything. pleASE

remembering small details. Bakugou’s actually pretty smart and if he likes u then he actually listens to what you have to say,,, this means he’ll remember 3 weeks ago when u said u had a test that day, and ask u about it when he sees u- don’t say any “oh! im suprised u remembered!’ or anything tho,, he’ll get huffy

-and finally, here is a lil list, as a bonus just for u my love, of normal person behaviors that you do that ??somehow?? embarrass immature and emotionally-stunted bakugou katsuki:))

If he sees you do anything embarrassing like trip, or drop food on yourself, or swallow a drink the wrong way and end up coughing, etc.,, if it was literally anyone else Bakugou would just laugh, loudly, bc he’s an ass,, but ur not just anyone else. ur his s/o and suddenly seeing you do that stuff feels so intimate!! esp bc he would’ve never even seen if in the first place if he wasnt paying so much attention to u!!!

saying hi to him first when he’s with other people. like, example, lets say he’s with the bakusquad and they’re just all just hanging out in the common room, right,, so u walk in, see them all sitting there and wave, but u say “Hi bakugou, hi guys!” just bc u were excited to see him. man’s will go rED SO FAST AND HIDE HIS FACE

bending down to tie your shoes. no explanation needed- he’s a guy.

if you go to the store and ask him if he needs anything. it’s literally so simple but for some reason his heart just seizes?? like?? ur thinking about him the same way he thinks about u all the time???? and ur concerned enough to get him something if he needs it??? please he’s goNe, just a whole-ass pile of blushing

if you’re sitting in a group and you look at him everytime something funny is said. bc ofc he’s already going to be looking at u to see ur reaction, so when ur eyes meet and you’re laughing and smiling bakugou just gets so flustered!!!

wearing an outfit he knows nobody else has seen before. this could be new clothes, his clothes, pajamas, old clothes u wouldn’t wear in public, even halloween costumes before a party???- point is, if Bakugou knows nobody else has seen you like that, and only he gets to?? boy is sO SOFT and embarrassed about it

tysm again!! this was such a fun ask!!!! <333

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There's butterflies in my stomach (cont.)

a little continuation for y’all ;)

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"We're here"

"What here Jack?" Sebek stiffle a gigle at Jack that he made a funny pose infront of a big vine tree

"Comeon, i'll show you" Jack said as he take Sebek hand in his and walking through the vine

At first Sebek feels fine, but she suddenly feeling those butterflies coming up again into her stomach, and her face is begining to reddening

When Jack open the vine it show a beautiful flower fields upon them

Sebek widdenning her eyes to see the beauty of the flower fields and suddenly remembering something.

"I-is this.... the valley of the hidden flower fields? I remembered this place. But, how did you---"

"know them? Lilia-senpai told me about this place. Knowing that you really loved this place and dreaming you want to go here..." Jack explain as he hide his reddening face

"Wait.... Lilia-sama told you?? Aaahhhhh i knew i shouldn't tell this to anyone" Sebek grumbling in a small voice

Jack just lightly chuckle at Sebek knowing she always rambling about stuff thats no one knows.

"You know, this place is sure pretty." He said to Sebek as she looking at him with a small smile

"Yeah, it sure is. I.... really miss this place so much" she said as she began to frowning

"What's wrong? Why suddenly frowning Seb?" Jack asking Sebek worried about his bestfriend situation.

"Hmm? Its nothing just.... remembering some good old time with.... my mother" she said as tears began to trickle from her eyes through her cheeks. Knowing her mother had passed away when she was a child

Jack with worried then suddenly hugging her to comfort her, "its okay, you can let it out. I'm here for you" he said comforting sebek with a tight hug.

She feeling this warm feelings inside of her, the butterflies in her stomach even growing bigger, her cheeks began more red every minute. Its a weird feelings but weird good feelings, its like she doesn't want this feelings to end. So she stayed in that position with Jack.

A few minute later, they still hugging but its beginning to feel awkward. So they part away from the hugging

"Sorry about that, you must seeing me cry in this time situation. I guess your going to hate me after this" she exclaimed looking at the other direction thinking Jack's going to hate her

"Don't be sorry about stuff like that. Why would i hate you just because of that? You're still my bestfriend" Jack then patting Sebek head making her widdened her eyes meeting with jack's eyes.

"O-ok enough with the sappy stuff! And let me enjoy this view" she said as she swatting away Jack hand from her head, and sitting in the ground with jack by beside her.

They both then enjoyed the view of the beautiful flower valley, lots of animal in the field, the flower began to blooming, the sun began to sunsetting and its a cue that they need to hurry to leaving the place.

Jack was going to get up but seeing Sebek, sleeping peacefully beside him. Its not the first time sebek sleeping beside him on the shoulder, but it always successfully making him blushing. With a sigh, he carried her bridal style and began to walk to diasomnia dorm, meeting Malleus, Lilia and Silver in the way.

"How a fortune to meet you here Howl-san" Malleus greeting Jack with a small smile

"We were trying to find Sebek, but looks like she already with you sleeping in your arms kufufufu" Lilia giggling looking at how cute is Jack carrying sleeping Sebek.

"Thankyou for carrying Sebek with you howl-san, sorry if she being a troublesome for you" Silver said as he carrying Sebek from Jack arms and apologizing at him.

"Its not a problem, and don't worry she's not making any trouble with me" jack assuring them with a smile

"Once again thankyou howl-san. Then, we're going to leave and drop sebek in her room. Goodbye little wolf" Malleus said as he, Silver and Lilia parted away from Jack and leaving him there.

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The next morning Sebek waking up in her room with a confused face. And getting ready for the day, on her way to the hall she met Malleus

"Ah, good morning Sebek. How was your day yesterday?" He asked with a mischief smile

"G-good morning young master. It was fine i guess, young master can i ask something?" Sebek said with a nervous on her tone

"Ask away my child"

"How did i ended up in my room this morning?" She ask really confuse of what happen

"Hmm? You didn't remember anything?" He ask holding into his own chin

"Remember what? The last thing i remember is i was in the flowers field with jack" she said not remembering she fell asleep after that

"Ah, so you feel asleep after that. Well, its kinda cute yesterday" Malleus smiling mischieviously at sebek

"What happened?"

"Lets just say, when me, lilia and silver trying to find you, howl came to us while carrying you sleeping in his arm bridal style" Malleus explain still smiling mischieviously

Sebek who heard Malleus explaination began to blushing really red.

"W-wait... Bridal style?!!" She shout covering her face with her both of her hands.

"Yes, well i'm going to go now. Have a nice day Sebek" Malleus said as he leaving Sebek with a red face

'W-what is happening to me?? My heart beginning to racing really fast, my face is reddening, these butterflies began to swolen up again in my stomach... how was i supposed to do??' Sebek though still embarrassed by what happening yesterday, still lost in her own though. Did notice Jack is behind her.

"Guess who?" Jack said as he covering Sebek eyes with his hands

"H-huhhhh??? What the?? Jack??" She startled didn't notice jack in her back. And then Jack remove his hand while smiling at her.

"Bingo!"

Sebek just stood there still processing about her own though. Jack who noticed her expression just snapping his finger at her to making her to see at his direction.

"Sebek? Sebek! Hey, look at me" he said holding her chin so his eyes could meet with sebek's eyes. Sebek who looking at him deep into his eyes, it was really sharp and a gold eyes who reflect Sebek in his eyes.

"Y-yeah what's wrong? Is something wrong??"

"You're awfully spacing out again..."

"Again? What do you mean by that??" Sebek laughing nervously at Jack

"Is there any problem Seb?" Jack asking at sebek with a confuse face

"I'm fine just... let me go" she said swatting Jack's hand and running away through the hall, leaving jack stood there all alone

"Did i do something wrong?"

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Sebek run and run until she's lost in heartslabyul, she didn't even see where she's running just because she wants to get of rid of those weirds feelings that's in her chest.

'What... is happening to me?? Why suddenly i feel weird near jack??'

"Sebek? What are you doing here?" Ace calling her, as she looking at ace direction

"Ace? I uh....i was just..... admiring the garden! Yeah" Sebek lied as she just looking away

"I know your lying sebek. Want to talk about it with the head dorm?"

Sebek just stay silent for a minute and nodding at her friend. They then went to meet Riddle at the garden

Riddle who saw them then ask both of them to have a tea with him. “Oh Sebek, Ace. i didn’t see you guys there, do you guys want to have a tea together?”

And so three of them having a tea together, while the juicy part begin//slap

"Soo.... i heard that you and Jack went out yesterday after the club?" Riddle began to asking Sebek to which whom she startled from the question.

"H-huh?? No??? Where did senpai heard that??" Sebek questioning back at riddle restraining her blushing face

"Fufu, ofcourse from the news or you could say Azul precisely. How was the 'hangout' going?" Riddle with mischieviously giggle in his tone

"It was..... nice." Sebek said with a blush covering her cute face. Ace and Riddle who saw that got an oppurtunity to teasing her

"Aww what a cute couple you two are~"

"Now now ace, it's rude to say that but i do agree you both make a cute couple together"

"C-couple?? What are you guys saying? Me and Jack are not dating. Beside, i have a duty to fulfill like being young master greatest guard!" Sebek exclaimed, holding her tea that trembling in her hand.

"Our little baby crocodile has a crush on the wolf boy~ how cute"

"Now, are you two going to 'hangout' again?"

"Ryochou~ that question is way to ahead ya know?"

"Can you guys just helping me with something, and not talk about that.... yet" sebek said as she looking down at her tea

The two pair of the Ace and the king looking back at eachother and to Sebek while listening to her

"I'm..... still confused with love. I mean, i have this weird feelings that coming up lately like i feel there's butterflies in my stomach, my face is going whole red when i see Jack, and i feel something warm from inside my chest everytime i feel jack is with me or hanging out together. Do... any of you guys know what is happening to me??" Sebek ask as she look up to Ace and Riddle who just smiling knowing what that means.

"Ohohoho you know what i think it is ryochou?" Ace looking at Riddle as she chuckling at the meanings

"Indeed Ace, i think Sebek just had an experiencing of 'fall in love' with Jack" Riddle then continuing Ace word as both of them chuckling

"Me? Falling in love? Nonsense, there's no way i might be in love" she denied what the other two said

"Comeon Seb, it's clear that you love him~"

"Its pretty clear you having a major crush on him. And i suggest you telling your true feelings to him before its to late."

Sebek just stood there speechless by two of them. To think about it again and remembering all those memories from the first time she encountering Jack as his first bestfriend, jack being suportive, he always cheering her up whenever she's upset because of people that looking down at her, all those time they spent together, even yesterday, those things make her blushing growing really red. Maybe she is in love with Jack.

"Sebek? What's wrong?" Ace said as she looking at Sebek still face reddening.

"Huh? I guess i should get going now. Thanks for tea Riddle-senpai, Ace. See you guys tomorrow" she waved a goodbye at them as she went to find Jack to confess her feelings

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As she went to find Jack, there he was sitting under the tree in the courtyard. Sebek feeling her face became red and the warm feelings coming again.

"Sebek? There you are, where have you been? I haven't see you since morning" Jack said as he stand up and walk to Sebek

"I was having a tea after this morning with Riddle-senpai and Ace" Sebek answer looking away from Jack with a blush on her face.

"Hmm that's make sense, well there's this thing i want to talk to you"

"Ok? I'm listening" Sebek said as she still looking at the other direction

And then Jack holding Sebek hand making her looking at him taken aback from jack action.

"Let me get to the point. Sebek, i love you" Jack confessed to Sebek as his tail wagging and his face began to blushing, as he looking at sebek in the eye.

Sebek who just shocked hearing his conffesion just speechless and blush spread through her face and then to her ear. Clearly hearing Jack saying he loves her.

"I know it might be crazy. But, i really love you from the bottom of my heart. I cherished you from the start. from the first time we met, you we're the one that light my life. I don't even care what the other say about you, but i know that i knew that you are my love. So sebek wi----" before Jack finish his sentence, Sebek cuts him off by kissing him in the lips.

The kiss was sweet and warm, its making Jack deeply in love with her. He's so happy he could be with his lover.

"You talk to much.... but i love you too" Sebek parted her lips form Jack for a while as she kissing him again with full of passionate, and they knew they will be happy together as a lover.

Owari

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Hshshshshshshs this one is longest but, thankyou for reading. And see you guys on the next one ^(o≧∀≦)o 💕💕💕💕

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Chapter 1: Party At Cartman’s

          The last week of August and the end of summer had finally came to South Park. Stan’s Marsh phone alarm played a nice, peaceful and relaxing tune, which was the opposite of what his mornings looked like, but the volume was high enough to wake him up. Stan opened his eyes and was about to press the snooze button, thinking five more minutes of sleep wouldnt disturb his routine, but stopped when He saw there was a message from his best friend Kyle Broflovski. He opened the chat and read “Ready for another year of torture?”

           Stan laugh. “And do we have a choice?” was his reply, knowing Kyle would probably chuckle like He did on the other side. He gave up sleeping five more minutes longer and stood up, walking towards the bathroom to wash his face, but was abruptly pushed before He could enter by the stupid She-Ogre He knew as his older sister. Shelly would just return to the college campus for classes in september and Stan couldnt avoid thinking if it was about time for her to go away. Have her home some weekends was bad... But everyday was almost too much to bear.

- God dammit Shelly! Do you have to do this everyday? – Stan shouted from outside the bathroom, knocking on the locked door. His sister had grew a lot. She didnt used braces anymore and had gave a update to her looks, at least the possible, but her bad attitude had stayed the same. Shelly opened the door, almost hitting Stan’s face with it, to respond.

- Shut up Turd! I’m going out! – and she closed it again almost breaking it. The noise made Stan’s mom, Sharon, soon appear to ask what was going on, but the boy Just sighed and went back to his room. He packed his school stuff and changed his clothes while waited for Shelly to come out of the bathroom.

           He placed his jacket, a The Who shirt, clean jeans and his red converse Chuckies above his bed. He opened the drawer e there it was, carefully stored, his trade Mark: The red poof Ball hat. He throw the little thing with the others at the same moment He saw Shelly passing irritated through the hallway while his mother followed her screaming. Finally He could use the bathroom.

             About twenty minutes later, Stan got to the bus stop, not the same one He and his friends used to hang when they were kids, despite being practically the same thing. All sights in South Park looked alike. When He got there, Kenny and Cartman were laughing, while Kyle had his arms crossed glaring at the other two. – Hey guys. – Stan Said smiling to Kyle, who Just sigh and got closer to his Best friend.

- Hey dude... – Kyle seemed frustrated and Stan knew the reason. He knew why his other two friends were laughing their guts out and it was the same reson that placed that expression on Kyle’s face.

           A week ago, to celebrate summer’s ending, Cartman threw a huge party for everyone in class on his basement. Eric Cartman’s basement had always been the Best place for such stuff... It was big, had an extra bathroom and Liane, his mom, never seemed bothered with all the shit they’ve done down there. The whole sophomore class appeared, Kenny had got the booze and the pot with his contacts and everything was going as planned.

           Stan and Kyle were sitting in the staircase that lead to the basement waiting for Wendy Testaburguer, Stan’s girlfriend, arrive. The Black-haired boy was anxious, since she had spent most of her Summer travelling with her parents. Kenny, Cartman and the others that had arrived already, were downstairs having fun. Watching this, Kyle seemed nervous about something.

- Youre gonna try tonight Kyle? – Stanley asked with a smirk on his face as Kyle turned to him widening his eyes for a second.

- Uh? I dont know what youre talking about...

- The pot dude... I’m asking if youre gonna try it. You Said your parents would be out tonight. – Stan gave a brief look towards Ike, playing with his phone in a couch. Since the Broflovskis were out, Kyle had to bring him to the party.

- I dont know dude... My mom would kill me if she discovered i’ve smoked. – He took a deep breath before continuing. – I know Ike wont say a Word, but i dont know... You know how she gets when she’s angry.

           Stan opened his mouth to say something to his Best friend, but they both turn their heads at the same time hearing the door above the stairs opening. Wendy and Bebe passed through it and the Black-haired girl froze as soon as she saw her boyfriend waiting. Stan smiled and patted Kyle’s shoulder friendly. – You know i support whatever your decision is, right? – and before the red-haired could reply, Stan stood up and went up to where Wendy was.

- Hey babe! How was your trip? – He asked already pulling her into a hug. Wendy seemed nervous about something, and her fake smile showed that.

           Kyle, who could see Wendy’s expression, watched the scene confused, standing up as well. Bebe passed through him shooking her head. – This ain’t gonna be cool... – she sighed already knowing the kinda talk her bestie would have with her boyfriend next. Kyle turned to her listening this, getting even more perplexed now since according to Stan, the two of them seemed to be ok until the previous Day, at least He Said Wendy seemed to miss him in their messages.

- Bebe... What...

- Have you seen Clyde, Ky? – Bebe asked and the jewboy only pointed to where the football team captain and the blonde’s boyfriend was. Soon He also went down there leaving Stan and Wendy alone.

 - Everything was fine Stan... I had lots of fun. – Wendy replied stepping away from his hug. She was acting weird.

- Is everything ok? Something happened? – Stan asked noticing this. He hoped his girl would be anxious to see him again, just like He was. He hoped that she would be happy and willing to tell him the news about her trip and that they would spend na amazing night together at the party. But the words that came out from Wendy’s mouth next made Stan’s heart stop beating for a second.

- Can we... Talk? – she said in a uncertain and not a bit thrilling tone. – I mean... Alone?

 - Whats wrong with your face Kyle? – Kenny asked when He saw the jew coming downstairs with some worry on his eyes. He looked up towards Stan and Wendy while going down, and bit his lip nervously when He saw Stan’s smile vanishing, before He agreed with his head and followed Wendy out of the basement.

- It’s just... I think Wendy is going to break up with Stan. – He said grabbing a pop for himself while Kenny raised na eyebrown. He understood why Kyle seemed worried about this since Stan always ended up devastated everytime He had a fight with his girlfriend and them splitted apart for a while. None of them could forget the goth kids episode. Kenny got a bottle of vodka and added some to Kyle’s cup.

- Guess we’re gonna need more of this to comfort him later then, huh? – He said with a little sigh. Kyle looked at his cup and scratched his neck.

- I dont know if i should Kenny... Ike’s here and... – He thought for an instant. Why not? He wanted to be able to help his Best friend upstairs, but theres nothing He could do at the moment. Maybe when He came back, if what He was thiking truly happened, Kyle could cheer him up a little bit. – Alright... But let’s get slow... You know Stan has a problem with alcoohol.

- I have some weed here too... – Kenny said patting his parka’s pocket where probably the joints were. The smirk on his face showed the other the exact words that were about to come out of his mouth. – You said you were gonna try tonight, Kyle.

             Wendy guided Stan to Cartman’s backyward. Usually, there was the parties Make out spot. Of course, couples used to kiss and fool around down the basement as well, but true action happened there, under the stars. Stan and Wendy had kissed in Cartman’s backyward before but they never reached the ultimate goal, He respected her too much to try doing anything without her giving a sign first. In reality, He didnt fell secure enough to go more ahead than what they had done by that point.

           A girl placed her hands in her coat’s pockets. Despite still being Summer, South Park managed to be to coldest town in all Colorado. She sighed without facing him, just looking at the starry sky, nervous with something Stan couldnt identify. – Wendy... What do you wanna talk about? – she suddenly firm her feet and turn her head to him.

- Stan... We need to take a break.

           Complete silence. Stan tilted his head to the side confused for a few seconds staring at his girlfriend not knowing how to react. E then He chuckled. It was a quick one tho, since Wendy’s expression didnt change. – Wait... You’re being serious? B-But why?!

- I’ve been thinking during this trip... You know? I need a break to think, thats all. – she replied shyly looking to the ground. She hated having to do that. But at the same time, it was needed, doubts came on her head during vacation and she needed to find a solution to it without Stan interfering, even without meaning it. – Please... You need to understand.

- You’ve met someone on the trip, don’t you? Thats what happened? Thats why you’re acting weird? – He asked leaning onto her and gently taking her hands, which made him stare at his eyes one more time. – Wendy... Please don’t do this to me again... I... I love you...

           She stopped and her eyebrows curved in a sad way. She slightly and carefully touched his face. – And i love you too. Thats why i have to do this, because i don’t wanna hurt you more than necessary. I need a break Stanley... – her voice was firm and decisive. – And no... I didnt met anyone on the trip. I just... Need you to respect what i’m asking you.

           She took a deep sigh gazing deeply inside his eyes, before releasing his hands and pass through him, returning back into the house. Stan’s shoulders dropped while he stared at nothing ahead of him with wide eyes, shocked, without understanding how in a matter of minutes he went from “Cute messages of missing you” to “We need to take a break”. He had no Idea how longer he stayed there staring at nothing in particular, but he discovered later that it was for awhile, cause Kenny opened the glass door that gave access to the backyard, holding himself to not have a laughter attack.

- HAHA! STAN! – he couldnt stop laughing. – You have to come see the shit Kyle’s doing! S-Stan... – Kenny stopped in front of his friend, finally seeing his desolate expression. – Uh... Stan? What happened?

- Wendy... She... She... – Stan tried to speak, but the words simply didnt came out. He felt his body being pulled into a hug all of sudden. Kenny sighed releasing him a few seconds later.

- I’m so sorry dude...

           Stan felt terrible. If at least he knew why Wendy did this to him, maybe he could stand the fact better. Kenny was a good friend and for sure, at least as far as possible, his hug had helped. Perhaps if he went to hang with his friends... Wait a minute. Stan’s sad face changed to confused in just one second. – What did you said about Kyle?

 - ALRIGHT, MOTHERFUCKERS! WHEN I SAY CARTMAN, YOU SAY FATASS! – Kyle was standing above the junk food table, wearing only his underwear and hat. His voice sounded drunk and a little bit higher than usual. Kyle already had the most high pitched voice among all his male friends, but that was too much.

           Kenny returned with Stan to the basement and just when he saw Kyle, he couldnt contain his laugh. Stan’s eyes got wide seeing his Best friend completely high and screaming almost naked in front of everybody. That wasnt Kyle, or at least, it wasnt how Kyle acted. All the others had similiar reactions to what was going on: Or they were laughing or they were shocked. Cartman didnt seemed to care that mosto of the shit coming out of the jew’s mouth were poorly directed to him. At the moment, the fat kid hold onto Heidi, his girlfriend, while filming Kyle making a fool of himself with his Iphone. – That’s totally going to my Twitter. – Eric laugh evil.

- My god Kenny... What the fuck did you gave him? – Stan asked, a mix of worry and giggle on his voice. Kenny laughed out loud in return, showing the other joint he had.

- Looks like our friend Kyle kept his promise, huh Stan?

           Wendy was one of the people looking at Kyle without knowing how to react. For a second, she glanced at Stan, but quickly the boy looked away and went to the table where Kyle danced ridiculously. – Kyle, you have to get down from there dude. – Stan said reaching his arms towards his Best friend so he could come down without falling or getting hurt.

- Hey Stan! Hey everybody! This is my Best friend Stan! – Kyle said almost tripping and falling from the table, but Stan managed to hold him and put him down safely before that could happen. – Ah... Dude... Your eyes are puffy... – Kyle stopped smiling and touched Stan’s face dizzily. – She broke up with you, didnt she? I’m so sorry Stan! – and then he hugged him.

Stanley wanted to talk with Kyle about it. During his whole life, that boy was always there to help him, but he knew the red haired didnt had conditions at the moment. He sighed and asked someone next to the scene to pass him Kyle’s clothes that were on the floor. – C’mon man... Lets get you home. Lets go Ike!

Stan went away without saying bye to most people. In the end, Kyle’s little show had gave him an excuse to leave... After what happened, the last thing he wanted was partying. When they got to Kyle’s house, on the other side of the street, Stan carefully placed him on his bed with Ike’s help. He thanked Jesus for their parents being out.

- God dammit... Hey Ike, i think i’m spending the night. Just in case Kyle doesnt feel good... And he has no conditions of... – Stan stopped talking when he heard voices that sounded much alike the ones he heard at the party coming from Ike’s phone. – Ike?

- Uh? Oh, sure, no problem. – Ike replied laughing and showing his phone screen. It was a vídeo of Kyle’s show at the party, posted three minutes ago on Eric Cartman’s Twitter Page. – Its online already.

           Stan took a deep breath, rolling his eyes thinking how Cartman could be such an asshole. He looked at Kyle knowing how ashamed he would be in the morning, despite him looking so peaceful sleeping now. – Alright Ike... You should go rest. We’ll figure this out tomorrow ok? The sleeping bag is still in the closet?

           Stan layed on the floor next to Kyle’s bed, curling himself at the thick Terrance & Phillip sleeping bag. He smiled a bit remembering how happy they both were when got that gift. Soon he frowned tho, thinking about Wendy and what happened at the party. Why did she had to do that with him? Why didnt she gave him a reason? He heard Kyle moving on his bed and then released a groan.

- You better be ok in the morning to hear me mourn Kyle...

- Stan? Are you listening to me? – Kyle asked waving his hand in front of his Best friend’s face, that looked completely lost in thoughts.

- Uh? What? – he asked snapping out of it. He was inside the bus already heading to school with Kyle sitting by his side.

- You didnt heard a single Word i said, right? – the red haired kid asked with a bored look. Stan stuttered to reply, which made Kyle sit straight in his seat with his arms crossed. – Nevermind...

           Stan felt bad for a second. He’d been thinking about Wendy and what happened for the last minutes, not realizing his surroundings. In fact, he and the girl havent spoken to each other in a week, ever since the talk in Cartman’s yard. The boy relaxed in his seat sighing sadly gazing at the view from his window. – I know you were problably cursing Cartman for being an ass and posting that vídeo. He’s really a jerk... I’m sorry about it and i’ll help you solve this shit. Is just...

- The thing with Wendy, right? – Kyle said suddenly. The two boys knew each other time enough to know exactly what the other was thinking without much effort. Stan looked back to his friend. – I know dude... It sucks. But you told me she just wanted a time. Didnt she said she loved you?

- Well... Yeah, she said. But i dont know... She seemed so... – the bus stopped in front of South Park High and the doors opened so the students could come out. But Stan couldnt stand. He saw something outside the bus the simply freeze his movements. Wendy was sitting at the stairs in front of the building with a big book in one of her hands... Because the other side of the book was being held by a blonde kid around their age that was extremely familiar. -...Distant...

           Kyle looked from the window seeing the same scene. The boy was close to Wendy. Too close. The two of them seemed to be talking about the book and she seemed happy with this kid’s company. Kyle lifted an eyebrown, having the same sensation of familiarity. The blonde curly hair thrown back, fancy outfits and that smart air he exibited over Wendy... It reminded them a lot about this kid they’ve met years ago, when they were just eight, and that had went study with them. Kyle’s eyes widen when his mind reproducted the words “La Resistance” and he could, finally, identify who this guy was.

- Gregory... – he said making Stan turn to him abruptly.

- Hey, you two have to come down! – the bus driver yelled making them realize they were the only ones left inside. The boys quickly took their stuff and did as the man said. Kyle tried to pull Stan as far as possible from where Wendy was with Gregory, maybe head to their lockers and get over with that, but Stan couldnt avoid giving his girlfriend, or ex, a look with all the sadness from his body.

           For a moment, Wendy faced him back, and the joy vanished from her face. She looked embarassed to the ground while Kyle kept trying to pull him away. But he knew there was no sense in spare him since his heart was probably already broken.

             Eric Cartman was walking towards his locker with his usual egocentric air. He wasnt among the youngest in school anymore, actually, he was practically a veteran if you think well. It was like he owned this territory by now. He spotted Heidi Turner, his longdate gilfriend, searching for something inside her locker, and, even tho he wasnt seeing her face, he knew she was excited to see him. They were more attached than ever, since a week ago, after the incredible party in his house that he liked to call “High Kyle’s show” they went it on inside his room. Probably the best day of his whole life, not only for seeing Kyle humiliating himself, but because he lost his virginity, all in one night. It was too good to be true.

           When he reached her, Cartman hugged her from behind, gripping her waist and lifting her up softly. Heidi gasped startled, tooking a fright when he lifted her, but when she looked back and saw her boyfriend, her face turned angry. She shook her legs and kicked him lightly to be released. – Let me go Eric!

           Cartman released her, getting confused. He chuckled sarcastically. – Wow... Looks like someone is on a bad mood today. Are you on your period or something?

           Heidi shut her locker madly, which made Cartman shut his mouth. He had seem her pissed before, despite being rare, and he didnt liked at all. He kept perplexed while she faced him almost like she was about to attack him. – I dont wanna talk to you! – she yelled suddenly and started to walk away. Cartman ran and grip on her arm.

- Hey! Wait a second, what have i done? – he asked not understanding. Heidi’s face got even angrier, burning bright red. After a few seconds she opened up.

- You want to explain to me why everybody knows what we’ve done last week? – she screamed pulling her arm away from his touch. Cartman’s eyes widen, as he placed his hands on his pockets.

- I... I dont know what youre talking about, Heidi...

- Dammit Eric! I asked you to not tell anyone! – she stamp her feet on the floor with tears on her eyes.  

- And i didnt! – he screamed back, some people were staring at them both, before turning their faces and leave. Heidi crossed her arms, not buying not even a bit of that. – Well... Maybe i’ve told the guys... And Butters... And Clyde. I mean, i had to tell Clyde, right? Oh yeah... I told Jimmy too...

           He stopped when she suddenly pushed him and his fat body hit the floor. – Youre an idiot! Now everybody looks at me knowing what happened! Dont you ever speak to me! Its over Eric! – and then she returned to march nervously away from him.

- Fuck you Heidi! Thats right, go away and leave me here, laying on the floor! – Cartman yelled seeing her move away. Noticing she didnt hesitate a single step and just disappeared by the end of the hallway, ignoring him completely, he sighed heavily, still with an irritated expression, laying the rest of his body on the floor too. – Crap...

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[tipsyexplorer]

12.22.21

hmmm well that didn't feel great

like a sinking feeling in my chest, knotted up immediately

or just instant tightness, maybe thats anxiety or just built up tension fro previous encounters/interactions

like why are you here then. I know why I'm keeping you around because if not then you'll have nothing? is that dramatic, you'll def need to move out and prob move back home and thats not where youd like to be, maybe you could stay with your friends for a little, they'll tend to your wounds and talk bad about me - which I guess it's what you do. What bothers me really is that they wouldn't get the truth

the unfairness of not getting the truth of the story to paint me in a bad light, but I suppose in the long run does it matter what they think?

will you tell them how patient I've been or all the things I've done for you, how I literally just pay for everyone, cook every meal while I watch you buy gadgets and gizmos. and you know, in the beginning I was okay with it because I liked spending time with you, I felt like I could talk to you about things

and now we dont even have that. its hard talking to you. its unrewarding, i feel like everytime we talk were just on a verge of a fight. i get scared and anxious about it and I dont want to do it it anymore. I send you things and you dont respond, so I wont send you things. when I text you its only logistical stuff and even then it takes you a long time to respond, like I know youre up?? unless you're napping or sleeping again then I guess you can't but like...get up and do things?

i'm just not happy and Ive written something like this letter over and over again , but never got the courage to share it with you. and honestly I will probably just delete this afterwards because onec I talk about it I think I'll be okay for a little while until the next interaction. isnt there a line about how its dumb doing the same thing expecting new results or something.

Ive given up on including you in things, I'll ask and 9/10 you say no. I dont like working with you, making things with you, or talking to you. its just too stressful, and maybe its just our history we haven't worked out or made some sort of ammends with but literally each time I try I just get flashbasck of emotions of how bad it was, doesnt make me want to

I mean this time this was just triggered by me saying "I had a weird dream" which I usually never say and you just said "uh huh" and walked out of the room...like cool I guess I wont bring that up again

there are so many more people out there that provide me with a more fulfilling relationship and it just stinks that the one Im supposed to have the deepest one makes me feel the worst

you know what I imagine? I imagine what its like to not have someone to hold me back, to not have to take care of another person and just focus on me and do what I want to do without the fear of judgement. Its not like i dont want to share the side of content creating with another person, and yeah I guess if it's too much then I should tlak to others who have the same goals and dreams as I do. I do see it working for other couples but they probably talk

and maybe you feel the same way, were just not emotionally compatible and neither of us wants to admit it. I dont want to deal w/ a flal out and you probably dont want to leave. and thats what makes me sad bc of what I provide you cant leave eveyrthing is just bearable enough or that the literal shelter and food I provide will have you endure whatever youre missing on the other parts

so im the one who has to call it, do I just call it? seems like it would be a good practice to see if i could work it out, see if I could formulate these thoughts by talking things out and list exactly what i want

I want you to find a stable job/income

I am tired of footing the financialbill, when it wasn't discussed. I feel like a fool to have this happen when I didn't agree to it

I want you to help out with food more, maybe even make some of them

I want you to plan an event or outing for us to go to heck maybe even once every 3 months, as of right now its been nothing. for the past 4?5? years

I want us to be able to even talk, I dont know how it got this bad where I just feel like I cant share anything with you or I dont want to

youre not the easiest person to talk to

to work things out with, I just go with things to keep the peace and thats just my inclination. I dont want to deal with these hard emotions and I know I will be fine at the end I always am

it shouldnt feel like I'm trapped or I'm must stuck with someone, it just feels like I cant reach my hightest potential with you here. I know I can do so much more

[ciscoshairconditioner]

Texts Between Strangers

Note: female/woman ‘reader’

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Hey, it was really nice meeting you last night. Maybe we can grab lunch tomorrow? This is Cisco btw.

The text pops up on your phone screen as you're scrolling through social media. You've been lounging in bed on this rainy Saturday morning planning on doing absolutely nothing for the rest of the day but binge watch The Walking Dead and order thai take out later. You just stare at the text for a minute, blinking.

You definitely didn't give your number to anyone last night because all you did yesterday was pull a double shift at Jitters because they've been short staffed lately. A long day at work usually left you looking a bit wrecked so you're damn sure there wasn't anyone slipping their digits your way either.

This person has the wrong number.

You frown a little bit for them because you wonder if the wrong number was intentional. You've had to give a creepy dude the wrong number on purpose before just so he'd leave you alone. You finally reply after another minute.

Hi I didn't give my number to anyone. Sorry dude, they gave you a wrong number.

You figure that will be the end of that and roll out of bed only to shuffle your way to your comfy couch for some TV time. The notification on your cell pings again and you glance at it, brows raising when you see it's wrong number guy.

For real? This isn't [Girl's Name]? And you weren't at Stanley's Bar last night?

You've actually been to Stanley's a lot over the past couple years since you moved to Central City but last night was not one of them.

My name is definitely not [Girl's Name] and even though I love Stanley's for the sole fact drunk me can make peanut shell confetti rain everywhere during karaoke and not get in trouble, I for real wasn't there last night.

You felt like you were a tad on the sassy side with that text but he was a stranger who apparently one girl had already blown off so you figured he must not be worth much niceties anyways. You were always for girl power so even though you had no idea who [Girl's Name] was, you were going to go with her assessment of wrong number guy, what'd he say his name was? You scrolled up in the message feed, ah—Cisco.

Best peanuts in CC, read his next text which came with a peanut and praise hands emojis.

You laughed and said aloud “Agreed.” as you typed the same reply.

You're flicking through saved episodes of Walking Dead on your DVR, trying to find where you left off when another text comes through. You already have a suspicion its him again before even looking.

I must have heard her say the wrong numbers, it was so loud in there last night :(

Your brow furrows at this one. You remember why you avoid Stanley's on Friday nights. It's usually two for ones and they aways try to get local rock bands to come play. It tends to get too crowded, too hot and yes—too noisy, in there. You read over the text again and find yourself frowning along with his sad emoji.

Next time, you gotta just hand her your phone. No mistakes can be made then. Unless you have an embarassing wallpaper.

His reply is immediate, Pfft no way. It's followed by a screenshot of his actual phone background and a typed No shame along with it.

You're not sure if its a Harry Potter lightning bolt or a reference to Central City's local hero, The Flash. Either way, you're impressed. Wizards or Superheros, a cute guy could totally score your number if you peeped that wallpaper on his phone. Well, the jury is still out on if this guy is cute, you think.

You're right, that is legit. Maybe you did just hear the numbers wrong.

Of course I did. You make it sound like something else. You can't tell if his text was meant to sound cocky or confused.

You bite your lip and reply. Well...

??? is shot back instantly and you sigh.

You decide to just keep it real with him. Guys tend to be overbearing when picking up women. You sure you weren't reading her wrong?

I happen to read people's vibes quite accuratley. She totally was feelin all of this. There's even a smirking emoji.

Alight, cocky it is. You laugh and decide to challenge it. All of what? You send the eyes emoji along with it and wait patiently for him to chicken out.

That's when he sends a picture. Your phone drops into your lap and your mouth hangs open.

It's him.

It's the Jitters customer you've been crushing on for the past year. And that's his name? Cisco?Everytime he places an order to go he always thinks it's hilarious to use the name of a famous fictional character. You've been trying to psych yourself up for months just to work up the courage to ask him for his name and maybe out on a date.

Your mind races with all the daydreams and fantasies you've had starring him. They range from adorable ones where you accidentally bump into him, coffee spilling all over him and you both blushing profusely while you attempt to clean him up; to downright explicit ones where you're the only one on closing shift and he's the last customer so you lock the doors and ravish him right there in one of the plush accent chairs.

You take a smooth five minutes to freak the hell out.

What finally pulls you away from your panic is the muffled sound of your cellphone. You hurridely dig it out from the depths of the couch.

You pass out from all the hotness huh? Lol

You just stare at the message. All language escaping you in that moment. You hadn't attempted flirting since coming to live in Central City. You left a pretty toxic relationship behind and wanted a fresh start. You had spent the past couple years focusing on finishing your MA but now that graduation was right around the corner, you suppose you could actually start dabbling in that real life stuff again. How many hours had you spent making unrequeited heart eyes at a stranger in a coffee shop? You weren't too sure about the mechanics of fate and destiny or whatever.

“Of all the wrong numbers in all the towns in all the world he texts mine,” You blink, “Err, or something like that.” You say to your phone.

You're startled out of your dramatic monologue by another text from Cisco. My self confidence is increasingly deflating  :|

Crap. You realize you haven't sent anything back to him in fifteen minutes. You just type fast and without much thought because you're scared if you think too hard on it you'll back out. Being behind a screen is supposed to make people a little more fearless, right?

Haha no it shouldn't. Its just that I've actually seen that handsome face before. :)

“That's only mildy creepy.” You say to yourself upon rereading your message.

That's... not creepy at all. Is his response, follwed by a How?

Well, we do live in the same city and I work at a popular hang out. You decide to tease him.

Oh, are you that redhead from Big Belly Burger? I told you the offer was flattering but I don't date high schoolers.

You have a good laugh at that before replying, Um, not a BBB employee or a high schooler. I assure you, you're texting a grown woman.

Oh yeah? A grown woman who can do whatever she wants? ;)

You think there's a Beyonce reference in there. Yes is your simple reply.

Idk. I could be getting catfished rn.

You scoff at that. If anyone could be getting catfished, it's me. You texted first.

True, but I genuinely did think you were someone else.

It's followed by another text. Hold up. On reinspection, I've actually have been incredibly generous. Ive given you my name, wallpaper AND my picture. The only thing I know is one place you don't work and that you're karaoke friendly. I think you have to pay some dues miss.

You scoff for a second but then realize you have withheld more than what he's given up in this conversation. You're nervous as you type back, What do you want?

Simple. Even trade. Name, wallpaper, and picture. Gimme.

Another text bubble appears, Please :D

You text him your name and hold your breath wondering if it will spark any memory. You have taken his order countless times at Jitters.

:D One down, two to go!

You sigh and nervously smile to yourself. You snap a screenshot of your phone background, which is just a quote thats partially obscured by your apps. You picked it to ground yourself, to make you never forget your self worth again. You haven't changed it since you moved to Central City. It simply reads 'I am too full of life to be half loved.' You send it on it's way and then go scrolling through your recent selfies to find a picture of yourself looking somewhat decent.

That's some sage advice. You should send me the actual pic so I can pin that to my quotes board on pinterest :)

You smile while sending over the original for him.

Thanks! Now last but not least...

You've picked a picture you took right before going out to a show a couple of weeks ago. You felt confident that night because of your new show stopping outfit and the fact that your hair did absolutely what you wanted it to do. You held your breath as you sent the picture, knowing that for sure he'd have to know who you were. The awkward, babbling barrista that often times tripped over her own two feet.

A minute went by without a reponse. Your nerves were catapulting all over the place while you just sat there and stared at your phone.

Finally a new message notification pinged and you swallowed hard as you opened it. Then, your heart stopped for a second.

Its you. The text simply reads.

What's that supposed to mean? You think. Before you can form a reply, he's sent another text.

I mean, you work at Jitters. I've definitely seen that beautiful face before. :) He mimics your reply to him earlier.

You feel a blush blooming across your face along with what your sure is a goofy smile. Yeah, surprise haha

Would it be weird to say my original question still stands?

You blink in confusion. Excuse me?

It's just that, I've always thought you were cute and you laugh at all my made up names when I order. It's a beautiful laugh btw. You're mouth has dropped open and you just reread the message a few times and then reply.

Hold up. Why haven't you asked me out before?

I've um... had some bad luck in the past with Jitters barristas. Figured I'd steer clear for a while.

And now?

Well now fate has given me your number so I figure I should just go with it :D

You bite your lip to try and control the goofy smile that's forming. Lunch sounds great.

Your phone slips free of your graps and you look up to stare out the window. The sky is clear and bright.